Changkong pondered in his heart, Mo Chang is now speculating about the fact that "the white clothes are for the dead"? Or has it already been confirmed? If it's the latter, how did he know?

But Changkong's attitude has loosened somewhat. After all, he talked about his most beloved sister. After all, the phrase "unwilling to die in white" is the taboo that Changkong wants to say the most and can't say the most.

It hurts to the heart.

However, Yuwen Changkong still didn't say anything.

Just this attitude, Mo Chang is already satisfied.

When Bai Yi woke up, it was already dusk after a rain. The reddish afterglow of the setting sun casts into the room. She tried to distinguish the world with her eyes, and suddenly saw Hou Cong's side face - he was standing under the bed, as if looking at "Hanmeitu", but as if it was not. Only then did Bai Yi realize that the reason why he woke up was because he heard his voice: "Haven't you gotten up yet?" ”

Just now, Hou Cong, who had been busy for a long time, temporarily unloaded his tension, went to his grandparents for a walk, returned to the side courtyard, walked back to the bedroom, and saw the sleeping white clothes - her thin breathing was almost inaudible, her hair was still scattered, and she didn't even take off the ivory comb, lying on her side facing the wall, covering Hou Cong's quilt on her body, holding a quilt corner in her left hand, nesting on her chest, because of this, the curve of her chest that Hou Cong had never noticed was actually revealed, and her right hand was dishonestly stretched out, On Xiao Hou Cong's feet.

She was so thin, covered under the big quilt specially sewn for Hou Cong, petite, but the quilt was lying on her side, her body - back, thin waist, waist, legs......

I really want to fall asleep behind her, and then wake up after a long, long wait.

Hou Cong hurriedly shook his head and shook the idea out. Then, seeing that there was no one in front of him, he leaned down and approached her boldly, first as if he were committing a crime, and touched her black mole that had bothered him for a long time.

Touched it.

He snickered.

The location is as if it has been remembered for a thousand years, and sure enough, it is true. Her neck was so soft, obedient to his hand, and the little black mole was only a faint protrusion to the touch, and it was also soft and glutinous, and it felt like it could be crushed. At this time, he moved his lips to the young ear of the white coat with a piece of hair, and whispered, "Aren't you up yet?" ”

Seeing her move, Hou Cong hurriedly posed and returned to a cold and arrogant state, just waiting for her to open her eyes and see.

Bai Yi was completely awake, and hurriedly took off the quilt and got off the bed, "Eldest son, you're back." ”

"Well, did you drink the decoction obediently?"

"Oh." She is plain and facing the sky, and on the tip of her small nose, there is a little oily shine from sleeping, which makes her skin as white as jade and her eyes as black as lacquer, which makes people shake.

Hou Cong paced in square steps, "It's raining, didn't you hear it?" ”

"Nope." She rubbed her eyes. - I don't know what it feels like to rub her eyes - Hou Cong shook his head again.

Thankfully she didn't see it.

Hou Cong grasped the number and distance of pacing, turned around handsomely, and faced Bai Yi, "Are you going to the Lan Room?" Hurry up, I'll wait for you at the door. ”

Then, unable to respond to her, he put on a blank look and left the bedroom.

Bai Yi found a small red carved lacquer box that he had not seen last time in the orchid room, and there was a bookmark inserted along the left side, and the words "Yuwen Baiyi" were written in Gong Kai, and when he opened it, he saw that the comb, green salt, small cup, and lipstick, all of them, people who didn't know saw it and thought that Bai Yi lived here.

The little red box is placed next to a large black box. That was originally there and used by Hou Cong.

Bai Yi rinsed his mouth with green salt, turned around and entered the bedroom, and walked through the hall to the steps, and couldn't help but exclaim-the spring rain, which knocked off the leaves and petals, all inlaid in the pale red sunset, even the big turquoise steps, he put his hands behind his back, facing the courtyard, but at this moment he looked back at her and frowned: "Isn't there a comb, why don't you comb your hair?" Is the military appearance and discipline so bad? Come here! ”

As soon as he pulled her by, he carefully combed her hair with the ivory comb that she had trembled between her hair.

"Princess, that, that—"

Bai Yi was disobedient, and he had to work hard to hold her arm. But he was not angry, he was full of pride. Because the direction that Bai Yi struggled to go to was in the middle of the courtyard.

A puddle of small blisters underground, still reflective, there is a tall swing erected.

She pointed there and said, "If only there was a swing there." ”

She finally broke free of him and ran like a butterfly. Skirts and hair are flying in the wind and sunset. It's the most beautiful painting he's ever seen.

"Childish!" He said, and walked over.

The white clothes misjudged the swing. When she was young in Jiangnan, her cousin carried her up and swinged, and over the years, Yuwen's family had never taken it - Changkong was too skinny, Yuwenxing didn't want to have a Qingming Festival, and he took a few lives - although Baiyi knew martial arts, he jumped on the swing all of a sudden, but this object did not obey, she screamed, lost her balance, and fell directly.

Hou Cong hurriedly went to pick it up.

But he thought too much - whether Bai Yi had practiced kung fu, pulled up the big ropes on both sides with both hands, and kicked back tightly with both feet, although it was thrilling, it was balanced in a strange posture, but Hou Cong, who stretched out his hands to try to protect her, was hit by the top of her head and nose, Mu Sensen was in pain, and fell into the puddle with his feet facing the sky.

When Yuan rubbed his eyes again and came over with a cup of tea, he was horrified to find that his master was below, and the white clothes were in the air above, facing each other.

"Ouch, that Murong Xing is not here, he can paint."

A fallen leaf was twisted up by Hou Cong's right hand and used as a dart to directly shatter Yuan You's tea bowl.

Yuan pretended to be concerned again, "General! My general! My dear general! Are you alright? I'll help you up! ”

"Stop! Get lost! ”

"Huh?" Yuan was stunned again.

Hou Cong got up on his own. and he came down with his white coat. He turned his head and glared at Yuan You sternly, "Don't tell anyone about the scene just now." Go to the tent first and get the money, get out, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble with you, and eat whatever is sweet! I'll come back when the child is in time. ”

When Yuan heard the second half again, he was so happy that he almost jumped up and ran away with joy.

Baiyi's gaze followed Yuan out again, and came back again, seeing Hou Cong's old man's face.

"I'll teach you."

"Swing also teach?"

"You're so stupid, what if I don't teach? Do you think I want to? ”

Hou Cong looked very helpless, as if the burden of the world was weighing on him. He walked by, first held the rope, stabilized the swing, motioned for Bai Yi to go up, and with one hand on the other, he held her hand in his own hand and fixed it on the rope.

"I'll push you. Your legs have to be bent up when you go forward, and you have to push straight when you are back, why are you so stupid, you have never seen a swing? ”

I saw it, I saw it, in Jiangnan, and those people were all dead.

But Bai Yi was silent.

He began to push harder, she was clumsy and scared at first, then she became more and more courageous, and she would use it harder. He watched her fly through the air and heard her laugh.

It was the first time she had laughed like that.

It's because of myself.

Hou Cong imagined the scene of himself standing behind her and swinging together, and felt as if it had happened. Perhaps, it was a past life.

When it got dark, Hou Cong coaxed and frightened, deceived Bai Yi, and then wiped her reddish hands for her, and persuaded her to eat half a bowl of vegetable porridge.

Bai Yi washed his hands and wiped clean under the service of the old mother on the Hou Mansion, and the whole Datong was also in charge of the lamp. Hou Cong brought her a cloak, not to say that it was cold at night.

Ginger yellow, sleeves with fine pink flowers.

He was also wearing the same one, holding out two puppet dolls in his hands, "Where do you want to learn?" Swing there, okay? ”