After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he motioned to Ji An to calm down and listen.

A cry that was intermittent but extraordinarily poignant.

In this lonely night, the voice was like a gossamer, but it was sad for the cuckoo to cry blood.

Jiang Zhou's hearing is indeed very sensitive, Jiang Zhou didn't hear it originally, but after being reminded, he finally noticed it.

"What the hell this is." Jiang Zhou put the photo frame away and began to complain.

"Are you afraid?" Ji An came to be interested and asked her.

"If it were me, I would be a little scared. But now that you're here, there's nothing to be afraid of. Jiang Zhou said with his chin raised.

"Just a little?" Ji An asked again.

Jiang Zhou straightened his waist again, "Of course." ”

Ji An carefully looked at the person sitting on the ground, raising her chin and waist, she was hiding her true emotions.

Hard mouth.

She was scared.

She has a strong sense of awe for ghosts and gods.

Otherwise, he would not have said such things as "my heart is not sincere, and I dare not go up the mountain".

Jiang Zhou sorted out the box, secretly looked at Ji An with the rest of his eyes, and saw that he was still looking at himself, so he felt weak for a while.

He pursed his lips and raised his hand in surrender: "Okay. ”

If this sound lasted until late at night, then in the quiet of the night, the sound would become louder and louder in her ears.

Then, she won't want to get a good night's sleep.

Ji An hung up the towel that wiped her hair, and from behind, her hands passed through Jiang Zhou's armpits, and directly picked her up from the ground.

There are more and more run-ins, and they already have a very good tacit understanding.

"Don't you think this position is a lot like holding a child?" Jiang Zhou said faintly.

The disparity in strength sometimes makes her feel a little humiliated.

After all, it was her desire to conquer that burned.

It wasn't how good she was and got ashore, but he slowly leaned towards her.

……

The scar on his face was like a newborn worm, writhing awkwardly, and there was a slight itching sensation.

Soon, there were dense kisses, like waving a soft feather, and painful friction, which just relieved the itch.

Oh, that's the blue-black stubble that just popped out of his chin.

"Shall I recite a poem for you?" Jiang Zhou asked.

"Okay."

"There are people who deliberately include April as the most cruel season

And May was once a feast for the Empire of My Desire

At the beginning of love, May has promised me a tragic affair

And then I was not afraid of grace and grace, as if I wanted to cook my flesh

I am naturally forgetful, and let the memories of the gods protect my memory

So that the inscriptions are all treacherous seals, and they must be recognized with their fingers

In this way, there is a gloomy old building sitting next to the iron bridge by the riverside

The river is turbid, the sail shadow haunts, the wind is long, smelly and powerful

Blowing the past as far as my childhood is always stopped by my resentment

What Shao Ai is, I hate Shao Ai, and it is too late to give up Tianzhen

Waiting for each step of the stairs behind the door, I quietly held my breath

Dust on the carved wooden railings stains damp fingers

……

The steamer whistle on the river is long, and it is like you and I will know later

Ports full of ships? What is the fluttering of the five-colored flag?

I don't understand the flag, we just say that the wind blows and hunts together, for the sake of beauty

……

The old building on the riverside is still there, the ash carved by Magnolia is still there, and the three lamps are still there

The whistle on the water, the bell in the wind, I docked like a three-masted galleon

The fluttering flag language is still the bloody stupid words of the past, only you can understand

No matter Penghu, Jing will become my triumphal arch because of your reliance."

Jiang Zhou's voice is very hoarse, but it adds a touch of style to this poem.

Although the poem is awkward to read, it is difficult to understand.

Ji An understood.

She recited Mr. Mu Xin's "Flag Language".

No matter Penghu, Jing Fei will become my triumphal arch because of your reliance.

Isn't the scene depicted in this poem just like that?

Now, where is the terrible cry of an unknown woman?

Moonlight.

It's moonshine again.

In the clear moonlight, they saw each other's eyes.

It glows with moisture.

One look is worth a thousand words and thousands of love words.

No one wants to talk.

The flag is fluttering, waving in the wind.

A tumultuous but reassuring night.

……

They decided to stay one more night in Linxi.

The scenery here is just too beautiful.

Jiang Zhou didn't know where to get a hat out, but Ji An didn't like it very much.

Her hat was too big, so they couldn't get too close when they walked.

Originally, Ji An took a mask to her.

But Jiang Zhou refused.

She still put on a delicate makeup for herself, and she didn't care so much about the scar.

"What? Do you think you're underestimating me? Jiang Zhou tied his hair and asked.

"I thought you'd care." Ji An said.

"I do, but I don't care that much. Maybe I'm pretending, maybe I'm pretending to be pretending too. Anyway, I'll admit I'm a little sad. But think about it, if it's just this scar in exchange for forgiveness, then I think I've earned it. ”

Jiang Zhou told him what he thought very frankly.

Of course, it is false to say that she is not sad, after all, she has a lot of gold and her own face.

But what can this be?

She has nothing to lose from this scar.

No, maybe she's lost something. However, she will not lose Ji An.

That's enough.

Already missed breakfast time due to waking up late.

They had to go out and forage for food.

The innkeeper told them that there was a breakfast shop where the tofu brains were particularly delicious, and Jiang Zhou excitedly pulled Ji An away.

"How does it taste, are you used to eating it?" Ji An asked.

Jiang Zhou scooped a spoonful, another spoonful, and the tender tofu in his mouth broke as soon as he took a sip, along with seaweed and shrimp skin.

"Not bad. It's delicious. Jiang Zhou felt very satisfied.

Although it is not as good as the taste of my hometown, the tofu brain of this house is also very tasty.

After a full meal, Jiang Zhou's mood was exceptionally good.

The sun is shining outside, and there are winding alleys next to the various shops along the street.

That kind of alley with the atmosphere of Jiangnan, Jiang Zhou likes it very much.

Although before, Cheng Yan said that her personality may be more suitable for the desert wind and sand.

But Jiang Zhou prefers the gentleness and beauty of Jiangnan.

It's not so much that she likes Jiangnan, but that she likes that kind of watery gentleness.

Ji An should be the desolation of the desert, but the gentleness he occasionally revealed, like the water, made Jiang Zhou intoxicated.

"I'd like to go to the alley."

Jiang Zhou raised his head, and Ji An could see her face and expectant eyes.

"Let's go." He said.

The two of them walked towards a small alley.

The alley was relatively cold, and Jiang Zhou just felt a little hot, which could be regarded as avoiding the sun.

The black clothes are so hot-absorbing.

Jiang Zhou thought secretly.

She took off the large, exaggerated hat from her head, revealing a fluffy head.

It's not a wide alley, with mottled walls around it.

Jiang Zhou and Ji An leaned forward, not knowing what was ahead.

The alley is not straight, with a few bends and some branches.

It's kind of like a maze.

Ji An was behind her, and she was very relieved.

Suddenly, a girl in a white dress with long black hair sprang out from a corner.

When the girl saw Jiang Zhou, she screamed first.

Ji An hurriedly ran forward, and Jiang Zhou was already scared into a cold sweat at that moment.

After the girl screamed, she ran away as if she had to run down another alley.

Jiang Zhou watched her run away until she was gone, and found that the girl was barefoot and didn't even wear shoes.

The moment she looked up, she roughly saw what the girl looked like.

Very delicate.

However, the look is crazy.

Appears to be suffering from some kind of mental illness.

"How's it going, are you scared?" Ji An squeezed Jiang Zhou's hand and found that her palms were wet.

"It's okay, I think that girl was scared." Jiang Zhou said.

"She's like, not very mentally ...... Normal. Barefoot, not even wearing shoes. ”

Jiang Zhou stared in the direction the girl ran and said.

"Let's go." Ji An took her hand and led her out of this alley.

……

After returning to the inn, Jiang Zhou asked the innkeeper if he had heard crying at night.

The boss originally insisted that Jiang Zhou had misheard, until an old woman came out, probably his mother, and said, "Let's say, we can't open a store without conscience." ”

The boss sighed, and then he told the truth.

There is a family in Linxi Town, and the girl in the family suddenly went crazy a few years ago.

Sometimes it looks fine and can greet people, but sometimes it starts to mumble in the mouth, and at night, it will cry.

Mentally very abnormal.

The owner of the previous family also asked for the past one by one, hoping to be tolerated by everyone, and sent a lot of oil and rice to the big guys.

Since they have taken other people's things, it is difficult for them to say anything.

And the girl was very well-behaved and cute when she was young, and many people in the village knew her.

So everyone didn't say anything, and they unanimously maintained it.

"Then why don't you send her to a psychiatric hospital?" A man next to him asked.

"That girl is so delicate and cute, she can't be spoiled by the bad guys if she is sent in. Family, how can you give it up? The old woman said.

"Does she have long hair, fair skin, a white dress, and bare feet?" Jiang Zhou tried to ask.

"I don't know what dress I'm wearing. However, she does have long hair, is white, and will be barefoot. The boss replied.

Sure enough, it was her.

Jiang Zhou and Ji An glanced at each other.

"I tell you, don't tell you. First, my business is not very good. Second, I am also very distressed. The boss said.

"Rao?"

The boss hurriedly covered his mouth, and the old woman next to him glared at him fiercely.

"Don't worry, we won't say it." Jiang Zhou assured the old woman.

The old woman's originally nervous mood slowly relaxed, and she sighed: "That child, I grew up watching it grow up. When I was a child, I was like a porcelain doll, well-behaved and smart. Later, when I grew up, I was also very good, and I went out to a good university. I don't know what's wrong, but after I came back, it became like this. I really can't bear to hurt her again. So, I ask you, don't pay too much attention to her, crazy or normal. As long as she doesn't hurt others, let her live the rest of her life in peace and stability here. ”

After the old woman finished speaking, her eyes were already moist.