Su Zhe stood beside the bed behind her and stretched out a hand forward.

landed on the quilt that she was about to kick off the bed and picked up the quilt.

Gently, help her put the quilt on.

Su Zhe shook his head helplessly, thinking that as soon as he turned around, he saw the quilt abandoned on the ground and this little thing shrunk in a corner.

Xindao: This stupid person, sleeping so dishonestly, what should I do if I catch a cold?

He helped her put the quilt on, made sure she didn't move anymore, kicked it off, and went back to his bed and lay down.

Quietly, staring at the ceiling.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the little thing still curled up in the quilt and arched one after another, he couldn't help but feel a restlessness in his heart, he quickly turned his back to Ye Lu's direction, took one last look out the window, closed his eyes, and said silently, "Good night." ”

……

Dawn crept in through two long windows, one, two......

Slowly, it spilled over the room.

Ye Lu lay on her side on the bed, squinting in his direction.

The sun is still a little dazzling.

He was still asleep, and when he was lying flat, he could see a side face.

The sun shone on his face, and a ray of light passed through the bridge of his tall nose, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Ye Lu was attracted by the beautiful picture in front of her, and couldn't take her eyes off it, he was like a sleeping beauty?

And there are no thorn bushes around, Prince Ben, do you want to go and pick flowers?

She used her eyes to outline the outline of Su Zhe's side face over and over again, thinking that the brush in her hand would definitely not be able to paint such a beauty.

Su Zhe turned over, opened his eyes, and looked at her lazily, "Finally awake?" ”

"You woke up, right?"

"I woke up once in the morning, and I couldn't bear to disturb you when I saw that you were still asleep, so I just made up for it, and you didn't look at it, what time is it now."

Ye Lu listened to what he said, reached out and took the mobile phone to see, it was actually more than ten o'clock, and it was really a very poor student, and he had to sleep at least twelve hours a day.

"Get up and eat!" She scrambled to her feet and rushed into the bathroom.

Su Zhe had never seen her so agile, and shook his head helplessly, "Sure enough, the temptation of food is great." ”

……

"What's for breakfast?" She stretched and walked on the bluestone slabs in the alley, using her nose to explore the direction that suited her taste.

"Bean curd." Su Zhe walked in front of her, and the alley was very narrow, and she could only pass by one person.

"It's almost noon, can you be full after eating bean curd?"

"Didn't you say breakfast?" Su Zhe focused on the early word, and he blew it by himself, and he had to finish it when he was hungry, "This specialty is salted bean curd, which you can't usually eat." ”

After walking for a long time, I came to an open-air stall, where an old man was busy in the bucket of bean curd, and several small wooden tables next to it were also full of people.

Su Zhe found two empty seats and asked her to sit down first, "Wait here, I'll be back soon." ”

Two bowls of bean curd mixed with marinade have been served in front of her, and the milky white tofu is mixed with dried shrimp and seaweed, the taste is tender and fragrant.

A bowl of bean curd has bottomed out, and then two square objects wrapped in lotus leaves appear in front of him, and when he looked up, it was Su Zhe who handed it over.

"Lotus leaf steamed pork or dragon hoof steamed pork, which one to eat?" Su Zhe looked at the empty bowl in front of her and tried to hold back a smile.

Ye Lu's two eyes wandered on the body of these two pieces of tamales for a long time, but she still couldn't decide, and looked at Su Zhe with her eyes, "Can you taste both?" ”

"Okay, it's all yours."

She looked at Su Zhe silently eating bean curd and felt a little depressed for him, at this time, a gust of wind blew and rolled up a few yellow leaves hovering above his head, and she couldn't bear it, so she took one casually, "I'll be full after eating one." ”

Su Zhe looked at the lonely tamales left on the table, reached out and peeled off the lotus leaf, and handed it to her mouth, "Take a bite?" ”

She was also unceremonious, this was not greedy, she just wanted to taste everything she hadn't eaten, and she took a bite of it, "Huh? Didn't bite into the filling? ”

"One more bite?"

"Don't eat it, it's thin stuffed and big-skinned."

Su Zhe withdrew the hand that was holding the disgusted tamale, and ate it with relish.

It wasn't until the last bite that she felt that, fortunately, she wasn't greedy.

Because, I really can't eat it.

After being full of wine and food, the two continued to walk on the bluestone path, shuttling through the smoke and rain corridor.

Directly ahead, there was a stone bridge crowded with people, which was the Yongning Bridge they were looking for.

Standing on the Yongning Bridge, you can have a panoramic view of both sides of the Xutang River, and those covered bridges and water lanes are like a long dragon lying in wait by the river.

After squeezing through the layers of crowds, I was finally able to stand firm and catch a glimpse of the scenery on the river.

Ye Lu stood on the bridge, looking at the boats swaying on the river, looking at the crowd of people walking in a hurry on both sides of the river, she hadn't felt such tranquility for a long time, "You can tell a few stories about the bridge, allusions, legends, it's okay." ”

"emmmm~" Su Zhe protected the position behind her with one hand, preventing passers-by from bumping into her, while finding a fulcrum and letting go of his hand, trying not to let himself touch her, "Tell you a story about the broken bridge and remnant snow, according to legend, in the broken bridge of the White Causeway, the white ......"

"White Lady and Xu Xian? This story is all rotten, change it. ”

"Okay, get another one." Su Zhe looked at the sky, "Then I'll tell you a story about the meeting of the Magpie Bridge." ”

"Cowherd and Weaver Girl? More vulgar than the previous one. Ye Lu continued to say that the baby didn't listen.

"The story of the bridge?"

"First humans and beasts, then immortals, and now they are all ghosts? Is there no normal person? ”

"Man, there you have!" The corners of Su Zhe's mouth hooked up a strange smile, "I'll tell you a story about Zhang Fei breaking the Dangyang Bridge." ”

"I'll tell you one." She listened to Su Zhe's series of tasteless stories, and suddenly remembered an interesting one.

"Okay."

"Do you know the story of the Tail Pillar? Legend has it that he fell in love with a girl at first sight at the end of the year, but was opposed by his family and chose to elope. That night they met at the Blue Bridge, and Oyo waited on the bridge, but he couldn't wait for the girl to come, and suddenly it rained heavily until the bridge was flooded, and Oyo couldn't wait for the person he was waiting for, so he clung to the bridge pillars and was drowned. ”

Actually, what she wants to say is that I can still afford to wait for ten years.

"What about the girl?" Su Zhe turned his face to look at her, but she looked at the calm river.

"She was locked up by her family, and later escaped, saw Oyu's body, and threw herself into the river together."

is another story of martyrdom, many poignant love stories in folklore, and the final ending can't escape a martyrdom, such as Liang Zhu, peacock flying southeast, etc., too much.

A life is too long to live in a mess.

But a person's life is so short, if you don't cherish it, it's really a waste.

When people die, the lights go out, and nothing is left.

I don't want to die meaninglessly with you and be praised again, I just want to live a good life and live a good life.

"Blue Bridge Station, pouring rain, will not live up to the promise of the end of life." Su Zhe's hand was a little stiff, and he wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, but he didn't dare to fall when it hung in mid-air.

"I will live up to the promise of the last life." She looked at him, caught a glimpse of the awkward hand, pursed her lips and smiled, resting her head lightly on his shoulder.

He's a little skinny, and his collarbones are awkward.

When I first met, she took the initiative to get close to him, but now, what if it's okay?

I remember Shu Ting's words, instead of exhibiting on the cliff for a thousand years, it is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover for one night.

Then again, let me approach you first.

In his arms, it was warm.

His heartbeat sounded, very fast. ()

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