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The rain decreased, lingering for a drizzle, I took a long road, through the Merlin Trail back to copy and relive.

After Meilin is the master's bamboo yun, and then in the past is the Quanyue Tower and the Shanshui Pavilion, the room next to the Quanyue Building is Uncle Feng's, a bean fire is lit, but the figure reflected in front of the window is not him, long beard and long hair, clear fairy wind, is the master.

Passing by Quanyue Tower, I heard Uncle Feng's voice: "However, she is too ruthless to say this, whether it is useful or not, it hurts her too much." ”

The master said, "If you are injured, this girl crawled out of the pit, and her temper is stinky and hard, if you don't tie her up like this, who knows where she will hide." Come on, keep drinking, and leave her alone. ”

"What should I do if I can't keep it, she loves to think cranky, will she think of somewhere else?"

"Cut, I don't know her yet, now I don't know where to hide in a corner and cry, and then we'll be grateful to us after crying, and then I'll pretend to be on the surface, you just wait, and bring some more peanuts."

I kept moving forward.

Uncle Feng said: "But I obviously drove her away at the beginning, and now I say that she ......."

Master's voice interrupted him, and I had now reached the Shanshui Pavilion, filled with only the chirping of insects under the grass and the trickle of water on the ground.

The clouds and smoke filled the sky, the mountains were covered with rain and fog, and the moonlight became blurred, lost its bright silver white, and became more hazy and beautiful. After a pause, I pushed open the door, and there was a handsome figure standing in front of the window, dressed in a yellow single robe, looking back at me.

The wind blew a little coolness, blowing our loose hair up slightly, and after staring at each other for a long time without saying a word, I closed the door: "It's so late, what's the matter?" ”

He frowned in displeasure, walked to the table and lit the wick of the candlestick: "How is your body, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

It's the first time I've seen him light a candlestick with his own hands. The technique is elegant, as if it has been regularized for many years.

I raised my right hand: "It's itchy." ”

"Don't scratch it, and don't touch the water."

"Oh."

He raised his hand and poured a cup of tea and took a sip: "Lying down for so long." If there's anything you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it for you. ”

I shook my head, "No. "Turn around and walk towards the bookcase." Won't you go back to sleep? ”

"What's wrong with you?"

Because of the strict discipline of my master, my bookcase has always been clean, but now it has been turned into a mess, and what is placed outside is the paper I used to memorize when I memorized witch scripts and formation equipment, and the words when I was a child are awkward and jerky, and there are a bunch of typos.

You don't have to think about it to know whose masterpiece these messy papers are, and Wangyun Mountain can always be sloppy. And those who don't like to clean up are also masters.

I lay out the papers one by one, opened the drawer under the bookcase and put it in, and then pulled out the "Kunqi Silu". Looking up at him: "If you want to be fine, go back, don't disturb me." ”

He looked at me quietly, his eyes as black as ink, and his eyebrows twisted slightly.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and the candles were bursting with sparks. Burning with a sze.

I glanced at him, sat down in front of the desk by the candlelight, and turned the pages of the book, and although I couldn't calm down, it wasn't too hard for me to pretend to be fully engrossed. When the page turns to the fifth page. He spoke up, "I've slept enough, and I have nothing to do when I go back." ”

I let out a faint "oh", turned a page, but someone pulled it away, and he looked at me angrily: "Which nerve is wrong with you?" ”

I reached out to grab the book, and he threw it directly to the door, I bit my lip, suppressed the anger in my heart, and looked at him: "Since you can't sleep, then I'll tell you a story, right?" ”

Without waiting for him to speak, I looked at the candlestick and said, "There used to be a poor talent, he picked up a son and sent him to the village school. At the end of the morning class, the child saw a pig's trotter in the meal brought by his classmates, smelled the fragrance, and he also wanted to eat it, since then, he saved money, helped the villagers and neighbors to do hard work to save money, and finally saved enough, he and his father happily ate one. One day, the gentleman listed a few students from poor families in the school, hoping that other classmates could donate some silver taels, and this child was also on the list, but when he read him, one of his classmates stood up and laughed: "This poor student of ours also gnawed a pig's trotter with his father in the courtyard." From then on they nicknamed the boy the God of Wealth, the King of Pig's Trotters......"

I turned around: "Yang Xiuyi, is it that the weak do not have the right to pursue their own wishes?" Is it that poor people can only gnaw sauerkraut and radish and gruel all their lives? ”

His eyes were downcast, his face was pale and he did not speak.

I continued: "After that, the other students received donations from many wealthy merchants, but only one of the squires was willing to help him, but he refused. After being nicknamed by his classmates, he felt it was charity and pity, but his father accepted those donations privately. I bit my lip, bitterness in my heart, "You say, what should this kid do, he has never been a proud child, and he doesn't expect to hold up much of the sky, his dignity has been worn away by the ridicule of the school, and the little arrogance left can't be retained, just because of poverty and weakness." ”

"Also, do you think he owes a thank you to the squire? Thank you for his kindness, and thank you for putting down a debt on his back that he will never be able to repay? ”

"Did Uncle Feng tell you something?"

Taking a deep breath, I looked at him: "What can he say, he didn't say anything, except that you are handsome and chic, young and golden, personable, peerless......" I rolled my eyes and said nonsense, "I'm too lazy to say it, you can go to the "Linglong Jun" by yourself, he memorized the whole book and praised you." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and took the book again, but this time he snatched it away before he could open it.

His dark eyes fixed on my face, and he said: "There are many reasons why the squire helps the child, maybe it is to broadcast good karma, cultivate yin and accumulate blessings, maybe it is for a good reputation, and the tree is a tree, or perhaps, the child himself is not a poor person, but the son of an old friend of this squire who was hunted down by someone or the son of a noble man with an unusual status?" ”

I looked at him unhappily, and finally couldn't hold back the unhappiness in my heart, and shouted violently: "Yang Xiuyi, do you understand my story!" This poor boy is me, and this squire is you! I don't want you to help me, I hate your wishful thinking, if you have three long and two short, do you want me to live with you with guilt for the rest of my life! ”

"Wishful thinking?" He raised his voice: "Yes! I'm wishful thinking, if I don't. I didn't even get a chance to see you! Let's live together with a fart! ”

I glared at him angrily, pushed the table and left: "If you don't go, I'll go, I'll go out and blow the wind." ”

He grabbed me. smiled coldly: "As for your story, I understand." It's because you don't understand what I mean, if you have to care so much, then I want to say that you are too self-conscious. ”

"You're just being amorous, let me go!"

He held on: "It's not just me who is involved in this matter, Master is also participating, he has lived for nearly 600 years, and he is used to seeing many lives and deaths." The mood has been the same as the light, even if we are his favorite juniors, but for the love of children, no matter how much we like him, we will not bother to this point. Do you know what I'm trying to say? ”

I was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked at him: "You mean, Shigong didn't take care of it because of me?" Nothing to do with me? ”

"The ancient witch is not the only one of your Yue clan, and it involves so much that tens of thousands of people have been killed and injured. Involving 100 generations, what do you think? ”

As if something had dissipated in my heart, I looked at the window lattice, and I didn't know when the rain had stopped. The moonlight was faint, and the window flowers I pasted when I was a child were frosted, and the clouds and mist outside the window were scattered, and the light and wind were clear.

He stepped forward: "You say, are you self-inflicted?" ”

I was annoyed and angry: "Do you care if I am amorous or unsentimental!" ”

His body suddenly lightened, and he was fished into his arms, he snatched the stool with his ass, and looked at me coldly: "Your story is finished, now listen to me." ”

I was very angry, stretched out my hand to cover my ears, he pulled away my hand, because my right hand was injured and did not come hard, grinding back and forth with me several times, he finally lost patience, and shouted directly: "Dead Tian Chujiu!" I'm a man, I don't need to rely on women to protect, I'm not as useless and greedy for life and fear of death as you think, I can't even protect my own woman, I will feel like a waste! ”

I raised my head, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, his long eyelashes had a beautiful fan shadow under the candlelight, and his dark eyes were also lit up by the candlelight, and there was warmth and sourness in my heart together, I pursed my lips and pretended to be meaningless: "This is the end of it?" ”

His chest rose and fell with anger, and he glared at me fiercely, I paused, licked my lower lip, and whispered: "You just asked me what I want to eat, I, I'm hungry......"

This is the meaning of softness, he understands better than anyone else, but understanding does not mean that he will accept it, the slender black eyes slowly narrowed, and when I was sure that he was going to beat me up, and was about to run away, he pulled me into his arms, and said in a deep voice: "The first half of your story is very good, and it can be compiled into the "History of Qidong", but it has little to do with us, who is a shitty squire and a poor child, we two ......" paused slightly, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "The ninth ...... Let's get married. ”

The topic changed so quickly that I was taken aback: "Marriage?!" With his eyes wide open, he hurriedly looked at the candlestick: "This, this ......"

He put my face back: "It's been seven years, do you know how much I miss you?" ”

I muttered, "God knows, but I'm not a ghost......"

As he spoke, he ducked back, but the hand on his waist tightened, completely sinking into his arms, he held my face, his thin lips pressed together with me, his hot tongue against my teeth, soft but clumsy stirring my teeth.

My face burned all at once, my heart was pounding, my whole body was stiff as a stone, I hadn't kissed him for six years, I couldn't even put my hands where to put them, I could only open my mouth, and I was driven by him who was also inflexible.

Gradually getting better, remembering how to suck lingering, the palm of the hand around my waist slowly moved up, and the cold body was touched by him, as if boiling hot soup, causing a burst of unspeakable shivers.

As soon as the palm of my hand stopped on my chest, I hurriedly reached out against his chest to break away, such resistance was obviously useless to him, he lightly grabbed my wrist and pulled it down, suddenly stopped, and looked at my gauze.

"Yang Xiuyi ......"

He gently rubbed my lips with his fingertips, and his eyes were a little confused: "Chu Jiu, when your qi and blood are well recuperated, we will get married." ”

I gasped in a panic, and he sneered: "Nervous like this, what about the breath, the ability to tease me before." ”

My face was still burning, but my body was straight: "The beauties who have been captivating the country and the city since ancient times are very reserved, and I can't embarrass them." ”

He nodded and said coolly: "Well, this sentence of the great beauty is really reserved." ”

The mountain breeze outside the window was whistling, and his eyebrows were smiling, gentle and moist, but with a hint of evil spirit.

I raised my hand around his neck, leaned on his shoulder and closed my eyes: "We don't quarrel anymore, in fact, I miss you too, I want to go crazy......"