Chapter 170: Warm Fragrance
"What are you talking about!" Youwei was ashamed and annoyed, and held her forehead to say that she was troubled.
Wen Cang said: "I have a wish in my heart, I know it's difficult, maybe I won't be alive before it is realized......"
Youwei suddenly reached out to cover his mouth, looked at him fixedly, and said, "Don't talk about life and death lightly." ”
Wen Cang nodded silently.
Youwei said again: "You must promise me that no matter what kind of adversity, you will do your best to survive." ”
Wen Cang stared at her for a long time before nodding again.
He grabbed her hand, held it tightly, and said slowly, "I promise you." Then he asked, "Why don't you ask me what I want?" ”
Youwei still looked at him, her eyes did not evade at all, and she did not dodge: "Because I know." ”
"You know?" Wen Cang suddenly laughed and said, "Do you really know? ”
There was no smile on her face, she looked at Wen Cang's eyes, as if floating in the deep sea, the sea water was bottomless, and she fell heavily, looking up at the faint hope.
At this time, Wen Cang was in front of her, but she knew that there was still a deep blue sea between them.
"I know, and I know how hard it is. So you don't say it, don't say it until there's no hope to achieve it. ”
"Okay, but you have to promise me one thing too." Wen Cang tried his best to restrain the frequency of his breath fluctuation, and said seriously.
He looked through the deep blue sea and saw the sadness in Youwei's eyes.
He wanted to jump down, through the treacherous current, and trace it back to her.
Youwei said, "What's the matter?" You said. ”
Wen Cang put her hand on her heart again and said, "No matter when and where, even if people are not in this scene, they must be of the same mind. ”
Youwei suddenly felt that the flowers in the entire Yuezhou City were blooming on her petals, and she couldn't help but crash into Wen Cang's arms.
Her place of origin is like a mist, and every time in her dreams, she always can't tell the four seasons of heaven and earth, and the cycle of time and space.
In the vastness, the desert was empty, and in the darkness and chaos, her true soul seemed to be scattered and lost.
And Wen Cang ......
He was a line of red in the pulse of heaven and earth in the morning light, and in the blink of an eye, a soft red world spread out to her.
He is the crumbling stratus clouds or the wailing of scattered broken geese in his memory, which are transformed into a twilight drum and morning bell that sleeps morning and night.
It seems that from now on, she is like a drifting Xiaonagisa, encountering a solid continent again, and like a lost undercurrent, returning to the infinite infinity of the sea.
After that shadow of fear, it is a kind of unstoppable happiness.
Youwei was almost swallowed up by this happiness, but there was a voice deep inside her that the road ahead was difficult and that they still had a lot to do.
"I just heard Wang Yuan say that they will come back later, so should we take the opportunity to do something serious?" Youwei lay on Wen Cang's chest, followed his heartbeat, and said in an extremely soft voice.
"Business? Okay, it's time to get down to business. Wen Cang couldn't help but smile.
Youwei struggled out of his warm and affectionate embrace, knowing that he must have thought too much, so she smiled and said, "I heard my brother say that your Jinquan swordsmanship was born from the Wen ancestor's "Jinquan Collection", so you can memorize all the "Jinquan Collection"?" ”
Wen Cang was stunned by her extraordinarily out-of-the-box thinking: "This is what you are talking about?" ”
Youwei could see a hint of disappointment in his eyes......
She guessed that he must be thinking in his heart that this girl was too "serious......
So she leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tried to stand on her tiptoes.
Wen Cang leaned down gently in cooperation, and let her give him a light peck on the lips.
It was just such a gentle touch that Vicky immediately let go of her arms.
But where is Wen Cang willing to give up......
He quickly gathered his arms, wrapped her up, and didn't let her go, then leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, the tip of his nose touching the tip of her nose.
"Can you let me finish my business before I do your business?"
As soon as the words fell, before Youwei could react, Wen Cang's kiss fell on her water chestnut-like lips.
Because Wen Cang's movements were so fast, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.
But then she saw Wen Cangzheng closing his eyes and kissing her affectionately, so she slowly closed her eyelids.
Just like the soft and wonderful touch in their memory, they seem to have returned to Penglai Mountain, where the chimney stands are stacked.
Time seems to have passed for thousands of years, and it seems as if it has only passed for a moment.
Wen Cang slowly relaxed her, took her hand, and sat down with her at the tea table.
"You just said "Jin Quan Ji", you also know "Jin Quan Ji"?"
Youwei was kissed by him, her brain went blank, and she was stunned for a moment before she remembered what she wanted to say just now: "Yes, I asked you just now, you must be able to recite the entire "Golden Quanji", right?" ”
"Of course." Wen Cang nodded and said, "All the moves of my Jinquan Sword Technique correspond to the words and sentences in the Jinquan Collection, and I can naturally recite them backwards. ”
Youwei shook her head with a smile and said, "You don't have to carry your back upside down, just carry it upright." And you can't memorize the wrong order, and you can't make mistakes word by word, can you do it? ”
Wen Cang said: "What's so difficult about this? Of course. ”
Youwei said, "That's good." I'm going to teach you now something called Morse code, something that is only available in my hometown, and no one here knows it. But I have some suspicions that the hazy girl that Yin Tianshu sent to protect me in the past is also from my hometown, and maybe she can also Morse code, so I need an extra layer of encryption. "Jin Quanji" is the key I chose. Because when we need to use Morse code, the situation must be very critical, and there is no time to look it up, so we must use a book that you and I are very familiar with as the key. ”
Youwei's grandfather used to be a newspaper dispatcher, and when Youwei was a child, her grandfather taught her Morse code.
Who knew that Youwei would be able to learn it, and she also touched the bypass, and when she was an adolescent, she thought of a layer-by-layer encryption method in order to prevent her parents from peeking at her diary.
Her parents were afraid that her early love had also moved the idea of reading her diary, but they couldn't figure out what the key was, so they had to give up.
I still silently lamented in my heart, how did I give birth to a little human spirit!
This was completely beyond Wen Cang's cognition, he heard it in a fog, but he quickly grasped the point: "It's good that I can recite "Jin Quanji", but how can you memorize it all? ”
"Me?" Youwei didn't expect Wen Cang to think of this immediately, she blushed unconsciously, and said softly: "My brother taught me, I remembered it, and after I took the Linglong dice, my memory became very good......"
"Oh, I see." Wen Cang looked at her appearance, with infinite pity in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then did Brother Yu teach you the masterpiece "Mourning Jiangnan Fu" by Yu Xin, the ancestor of the Yu family?" ”
"Taught." Youwei's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look at Wen Cang.
"Then you will listen to it by your back?" Wen Cang asked tentatively.
"I don't remember...... Youwei complained in her heart, there was such a striking long word hanging in Yu Yao's study, which was the whole article of "Mourning Jiangnan Fu", she came out and went in countless times every day, why didn't she pay attention to take a few more looks?!
"Oh, I don't remember...... Wen Cang couldn't help but chuckle and said: ""Wailing Jiangnan Fu" is only a thousand words, you don't remember, how can you remember the whole ten volumes of "Jin Quanji"? ”
Youwei saw that there was no escape, so she had to say slowly: "If you remember it carefully, you can remember it." ”
Wen Cang stretched out his hand to hold up her face, and the color was like the morning glow reflecting the snow without powder.
Apricot-eyed Akihito, starry eyes, looking forward to him at this moment.
Wen Cang felt that her heart skipped another beat, and she couldn't help but feel infinite tenderness and sweetness, and said to her softly: "Can you tell me when you started to have feelings for me?" ”
This question is a little embarrassing, it's already embarrassing for a woman to like him for a long time, if it's too early, wouldn't it be shameless?
Although in fact it is indeed very early......