Su Jinluan hurried back to the backyard, not daring to go back to the embroidery building without fragrant grass, and plunged into the hot spring pool, allowing the warm water to surround him tightly.

The temperature seeped into the skin little by little, and Su Jinluan curled up in a ball, feeling the real pain of holding his breath in his lungs to the extreme.

She jerked to the surface, gasping for breath, and sank to the bottom again, masochistic and self-inflicted, and the corners of her eyes soon turned red.

Only gave himself an occasional indulgence, Su Jinluan came out with a bang, silently twisted a handful of wet long hair, and changed into clean clothes.

Her movements were unhurried, as if she could no longer feel the cold, and there was a silence like mourning more than death.

She looked at the wound casually, and said that it was strange, it was obviously very painful, and she soaked in the river water and came to take a bath, even if it was not infected and inflamed, it should hurt to kill, right?

In fact, it doesn't look very serious.

The edge of the wound was slightly white, and the bright red flesh and blood could be seen inside, there was no sign of poisoning, and most of the pain had dissipated, as if it was about to heal.

Su Jinluan put down his sleeves in silence, and the dark edges on the cuffs were sewn by Fangcao herself.

Fangcao is only fourteen, and she hasn't been married yet, let alone married, so she just went.

Su Jinluan put on thin-soled embroidered shoes and walked out of the bathroom, the sky was bright, and she was a little dazed for a while.

What exactly is the meaning of crossing?

Why her?

She almost died today!

A pebble smashes at her feet, awakening her distraction.

Su Jinluan instinctively raised his head, and looked at the young man's energetic face on the wall, which was dazzling in the spring.

Su Jinluan narrowed his eyes and did not lean over to speak happily as usual.

"Sister Jinluan, come, I brought you something good."

Xu Changqing raised the small wine jar in his hand and called her in a low voice.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows? That's a good idea.

Su Jinluan was silent and stepped forward.

"You didn't go to school?"

She spoke, even if her voice was hoarse, but also with a natural coquettishness.

Xu Changqing saw that she was a small group, and the cats in the water were generally pitiful and cute, thought about it, and simply jumped off the wall cautiously, looked around weakly, and took advantage of no one, quickly took her cold little hand and dragged the person into the embroidery building.

"When you encounter such a big thing, I'm afraid you'll be frightened, where can you rest assured? Don't worry, I've already asked someone to take leave with my master. ”

The boy explained in detail, plugged the door shut, and did not look around, and a faint dark red floated on the tips of his ears.

"Come and have a drink to warm up and calm down. Haven't you been greedy for my altar champion for a long time, please have a good drink today. ”

The young man patted the mud seal at the mouth of the altar, and a sweet aroma of wine escaped, with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

He took two cups, poured half a glass each, pushed one to her, and curiously brought the cup to his lips and took a shallow sip.

"Well, not too spicy, a little cold. You drink slowly, warm it in your mouth, and swallow it when it's not icy. ”

The boy is not good at persuading him to drink, so he simply leads by example and drinks in small sips.

Two glasses of wine poured into his stomach, and the wine swelled up, his fair face flew red, and his two dark eyes seemed to be soaked in the lake water, adding a lot of vividness.

"Sister Jinluan."

The wine relaxed the young man's usual glances, and he spoke freely, and the more he drank, the more interesting he became.

He raised his head and drank another half a glass, and with that slightly drunken drunkenness, he said what had been in his heart for half a month.

"Can you tell me what fairyland looks like? Why is it that you are here, but I feel that you seem to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, as if you will disappear into the clouds again in an instant? ”

"You, want to go back?"

Su Jinluan raised his eyes to look at him suddenly, and his heart twitched.

The boy drank another glass and muttered:

"Everything is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such."

He sighed and raised his glass to invite her:

"That fairyland, is it really so good, that you are reluctant to give up, and you don't want to be a mortal here? You must know that the gods are made by people, since you have come down to earth, you will be in response to the calamity, and if you do not complete this calamity, you will not be able to successfully ascend. ”

"Sister Jinluan, if you come, you will be safe, just think this is a practice, and live with peace of mind. The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. Sister Jinluan, don't live in a mess. ”

Su Jinluan grabbed the cup and touched it with him, and also tilted his head to dry.

"Ahem, ahem."

The spicy wine burned in her throat, burning her eyes bloodshot!

She drank two more glasses in a row.

The young man was so angry that he soon became dizzy and overwhelmed by the wine, so he fell on the table and snored finely.

Su Jinluan glanced at him and muttered vaguely:

"What do you nerd know, I'm traversing, if it's really okay to cultivate immortals, I can still break the void in the future and cross the three thousand realms."

She drank the sullen wine one by one, and her tears overflowed uncontrollably.

"You're right, I do feel homesick."

"But I can't go back."

"I also thought I was dreaming, even the golden finger of the system appeared, and I didn't dare to write this kind of time travel novel."

"But I've tried a lot of things, but I still can't wake up."

"If you come here, you will be safe, and it is easy to say. Do you think this is really a novel, in the first two chapters, you will recognize the facts of the crossing, accept the new identity, adapt well and start a business with scum, marry the rich and handsome, and walk to the peak of life? ”

"That's what I write in my novels, but you know the streets? Readers don't like to read such bloody stalks. No one jumps out of the cracks in the stones, and orphans are also worried! ”

She wiped her face and poured another glass of wine, choking her to tears.

"I promised to provide for the dean's mother, and I wouldn't ask her to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person."

"The old class brought me dinner for three years, and I promised to take a copy of the exam and earn him a bonus to offset the cost of dinner."

"The squad leader, they voted for my novels every day, and when they caught people, they said that I was the god of the future, and they pulled people into the pit everywhere, forcing me to swear that I would have a treat if I earned more than 10,000 yuan a month in the future, and I was still a full-time person who only took full attendance to hit the streets, woo."

Su Jinluan and the wine swallowed half of the whimper, the base of the tongue was hard, and the eyes were bloodshot.

"Xiao Xia is about to be adopted, and the pocket money I saved for her is still in the card. I originally thought that when I finished the college entrance examination, I would take her to eat something delicious, so that I would save myself from going to a new home, so that my relatives would think that she was shallow and made people laugh and look down on her. ”

"Brother Meng's TV summer vacation is about to be broadcast, and he has two lines this time, and he can still show a side face. He's been drifting for four years, and I can't even remember what he looks like. ”

"In the novels of the entertainment industry, it is said that group performances are very hard, but no matter how hard and tired he is, he has not forgotten to send us gifts every year. I want to see him on TV, and I want to see him win an award as an actor. ”

Su Jinluan couldn't cry, raised his head and grabbed the wine jar and poured it violently, his face was wet and cold.

"Sisi dances well, Xiaofei loves to listen to cross talk, Doudou loves to draw, and Qiqi scores 100 points in math every time......"

"They're all good boys. I want to earn money and hire a special teacher to teach them, we are no worse than anyone else, maybe we will be future artists and mathematicians. ”

"But I'm wearing it! Why! Why me? ”