"Like, me?" He sighed softly, his head slightly lowered, and the Adam's apple between his slender neck was deep.

Figuration and sensibility can make people lose their judgment.

He said it very carefully, so meticulous that every pore and every breath can feel the affection contained in him, this kind of narrative will make me empathize, let me subconsciously substitute myself into it, and then, will slowly become Yu Xuan in the story, become a girl who is infatuated with him. Then, maybe I can't do without.

"Hanging star, let's hear it here today. As the book says, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown. ”

I went back to the room, found a blank piece of paper, and broke down today's story in detail, the moon man and the upside-down hanged man met, from the tone of the hanging star, he recalled when he was excited and implied sadness, and the girl's mood was obvious, it should be love at first sight quite a taste of the heart, the first time someone saw their own feelings, surprise or joy, the bosom friend who had been waiting for thousands of years, the snow-colored lighthouse shining on this shore in loneliness, how to listen to it is full of hope, where does the sadness come from.

There are two voices shouting in my head.

"No matter what your relationship with Yu Xuan is, in this life, you are Lin Cuo."

"The ending, this damn ending. You have to love Him, and you can only love Him. ”

The two voices repeated these two sentences, endlessly, and I shouted angrily, "Lao Tzu likes Qi Re!" ”

The world was much cleaner, and black and white were lying outside my window at some point, and with a 'meow', I jumped out of the window and melted into the dark night.

Everything was silent, and the air pressure was dull.

Hanging Star heard.

I can't listen to this story anymore, his words always have a demagogic affection, and if you want to know what happened back then, you have to find another way.

His feelings are too deep, he can't let me go, my originally stable heart has become a little shaken, and when he lets me go, he will sit and wait to die.

I have observed this yard before, the fence is not too high, and there are plum trees in the corners, it is not difficult for me to climb up with strength, but now the problem is that the hanging star does not sleep deeply at night, and there is black and white, I may have to shake when it meows, and if it meows louder, I may be discovered.

This night, I thought about it for a long, long time, thinking about all kinds of possibilities, what to do if I was discovered by the hanging star, what to do if I was mixed with black and white, how to find an excuse, what to do if I was annoyed and angry when the hanging star was discovered, and whether I would be corrected on the spot.

When it was about to dawn, I decided to do a stupid trick.

I asked Hanging Star for a shuttlecock to kick, and when he gave it to me, I took it like a treasure, and then when he returned to the room, he "accidentally" kicked it to the other side of the wall without making a sound.

"Hanging star, hanging star, I'm hungry. I want to eat sugar cakes. ”

"You... Do you remember something? ”

"Not really, maybe eat sugar cakes."

There was a smile of joy that could not be hidden in his eyes, the originally elegant smoke and rain hazy turned into chaotic fireworks, his thin lips pursed slightly, trying to cover the smile, slightly revealing a little dimple, and even the eyebrows were soft arcs.

"Ah, it doesn't seem like it's locust season." I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this sugar cake.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you want, you can have all kinds of flowers." With a flick of his fingers, a locust branch full of flowers appeared in his hand, and the air was filled with a simple and elegant fragrance, "I'll teach you to do it." ”

Saying to do it together, in fact, it's just that he does it for me to see, his hands are very dexterous, fair and slender, and his movements are skillful, he should have done it many times, worked the shape, and actually pinched it into a hydrangea shape out of thin air, well, hydrangeas, is it the kind embroidered on Yu Xuanbao? It also dripped a little flower juice on it, blue and purple, and the two were suitable, which was for the flower cake. Then what I did was a small round dumpling, pinched round and pleasing to people, and then mixed with some acacia flowers into it, which was a sugar cake, steamed enough in the steamer, and the flowers were spring.

He held it in both hands, I took one, it was a little hot, but I could bear it, I took a small bite, the sweet fragrance was overflowing, the hot temperature scalded the petals almost transparent, and the small round dumplings were wrapped around like a gauze dress, which was cute and tight.

His eyes were burning, like Yu Xuan at that time, waiting for me to say something delicious? I suddenly felt a little sad, so was he making up for the indifference at the time?

Do the same thing as then, and heal your heart.

I took the flower cake and ate it in a big gulp, there was a burning temperature in my mouth, I swallowed it quickly, "The flower cake is more delicious." You eat sugar cakes, I eat flower cakes, there is no black and white portion. "For some reason, I just don't want him to do it.

Black & White: What did I do wrong as an onlooker?

"Okay." The joy on his face rippled, Yu Xuan liked the flower cake I made the most, she was also pestering me to make a lot before, she said, the flower cake is good-looking, she can look good with me if she eats a little more, the sugar cake is sweet, I can smile if I eat a little more.

I don't know where his joy comes from, and then I took the flower cake and tasted it carefully, after steaming, the color is more distinct, lifelike hydrangea, it looks tight, but it is not as delicious as the sugar cake, I like sweets, and the sugar cake tastes sweeter.

That night, I would turn off the lights early and wait until 1 a.m., when I slept most soundly, and even if I was found, I would have a story. At that time, as long as he said that he threw the shuttlecock next door, he thought that it was sent by the hanging star, and he cherished it very much, so he wanted to secretly find it again.

I put a whole small dried fish in the next room, gently closed the door, during the day specially made an excuse that the black and white mellow a lot, reduced its rations, and now give it a small dried fish, it obediently followed the taste into the empty room next door, I slipped out again, turned over directly on the wall, looked next door, it was another family, not the street, (actually forgot to do a good job of investigation in advance, misstepped) the yard was empty, and the shuttlecock thrown over during the day was gone, I think it should have been put away. I don't know if this family is familiar with the hanging star, I'm afraid it's not good to get in, I can only climb along the wall, looking forward to bypassing the neighbor's wall and then going deeper into the street, I tremble as if stepping on stilts, step by step, I guessed that I walked halfway, I saw the other side of the path, I quickened my pace, at this time I heard a "Acuo", as if close to the ear, I was scared of a stumbling, almost fell, comforted myself, I have passed the wall of his house, the hanging star can't find mine, and then look at this yard, The empty place was crowded with people, dozens of people looked at me, straight to the ground, infiltrating people tightly, they moved, took a ladder up and dragged me, I climbed forward with my hands and feet, thinking about getting on the path and running away.