Sister Liuli (43)
Qianji slowly stood up, "What a rebellious child." ”
Time suddenly froze, and then reversed, and in the reversed time, Yun Xi could see that Qianji put the last red bean candy into Wan Ling's pocket.
The picture disappeared in the figure of Wan Ling walking farther and farther, and the surrounding area became snow-white again, Yun Xi did not panic, and waited quietly, sure enough, after a while, the picture began to change.
First the sound, the sound of flowing water, from far to near, and then there was a river, the river reflected the crescent moon, "The crescent moon is silver, and the curved lines on the moon are also silver, a deeper silver, but after looking at it for a long time, I feel that it is yellow, just like the silver moon wearing a thin yellow skirt and dancing." Qianji said with his chin in his hands.
"Don't you hate the moon the most? Why do you suddenly like the moon so much today? Wan Hao's voice is still low and good, with restraint.
"I don't actually hate the moon, I'm just jealous, jealous that he has that yellow protagonist aura, but he doesn't have to do anything, jealous that it can see the other side, the world I want to go back to." Qianji's voice murmured, with the vicissitudes that a thirteen-year-old girl should not have.
Yun Xi raised his eyebrows, "The protagonist's aura? Shouldn't it be a word in this world, and she's jealous that the moon can see the other side, and I want to go back to the world, yes what? Isn't Qianji a person from this world? ”
In Yun Xi's mind, he thought of countless possibilities.
"Qianji, you're talking nonsense here again, is it because the onset is early?" Wan Hao gently attached the head of the thousand machine with the back of his hand.
Qianji blushed and opened his hand: "I'm fine." ”
But the roots of Qianji's ears began to turn red, all the way to his cheeks, and the whole person looked like an apple ripe to smoke.
Wan Hao's slender fingers touched Qianji's face again, Wanhao's fingers were a very comfortable, cold touch, but Qianji's face was even redder.
"Do you have a fever?" Wan Hao asked with concern.
"Who have you seen, who has cultivated, and yet, they will still get sick." Qianji hurriedly moved away from Wan Hao's hand, stacked his body, and was far away from Wan Hao, his voice stammered a little, "As long as you, you stay away from me, my arm is so far away." Chiki stretched out his arms, his eyes watery, a little scared, a little nervous, and a little expectant.
"If someone else is sick, I don't believe it, but if you are sick, I believe it." Wan Hao's voice is gentle, and in this silent night, it is a little ambiguous.
But when Qianji heard this, he got angry: "It turns out that you also think I'm a sick seed, right?" Qianji stomped his feet and ran away.
"Why don't you get along with her, you like her?" A voice said, Yun Xi didn't see people, only knew that the voice came down from the tree, and it was a little childish.
"She's too much, I think she's growing up." Wanhao's voice became distant.
The surrounding picture changed all of a sudden, and this time it changed quickly, and it should be a never-ending clip.
Qianji ran for a long time, stopping to catch his breath.
A very underwhelming voice said: "Fools and nerds, give birth to a couple." ”
Qianji picked up a stone, and it disappeared after a while, and then there was a pop, and a figure fell from the tree, and Qianji looked at the person, it was the boy who was bullied a week ago, "Why are you?" ”