ACT221: Beautiful Scenery

In the afternoon of the same day, the news of the wedding spread, originally Jimbo and they were a little worried about the reaction of the rebels, but the actual situation was beyond everyone's expectations, the whole island was jubilant, men, women and children were full of joy, many islanders who did not know who the bride and groom were, actually made a special inquiry about the residence of the two, and in the afternoon, almost stepped on the threshold of the stilted building where Ziqian and the two were located.

A woman came to the door at night, took off the jade bracelet that she had worn on her wrist for many years, and stuffed it into Ying Doudou's hand with tears, saying: "I didn't expect me to be lucky enough to see such a happy event again, girl, now I don't want to give money, you take this bracelet, I wish you a hundred years of happiness, blessings and longevity." ”

A bald man sent a pair of brush words on rice paper, the ink on the paper was not dry, the handwriting was chic and uninhibited, the strength penetrated the back of the paper, and the book was 'good couple', and Jiao Ziqian smiled and said: "Young man, marriage is a man's major event, and Uncle Yu has no gold, silver, pearls, and jade. ”

The little couple who realized it stood in the hall in a daze, looking at the guests who came to the door in a daze, one by one almost never met, but they were full of enthusiasm, sending blessings and small profits, and the little couple who were moved almost cried. Not only did they faint, but Song Jiu, the guys who were preparing to wash the island in blood the night before, were stunned with a capital and bold, stupidly looking at these sincere islanders, and felt a little ashamed in their hearts.

In many cases, the human heart is more vicious than imagined, but in the same way, the human heart will be softer than imagined.

These people who come to visit, every word, every smile, the beauty contained in it is by no means fake, in the past, there are not necessarily so many sincere happy events between relatives and friends, but now this world sees such a picture, how dark is Rao's heart, and he can no longer speculate on others with malice.

On the one hand, I was surprised, but on the other hand, it was not difficult to understand.

Island life is indeed much better than those shelters on land, but this is no longer a normal civilized society after all, whether it is to live a life or to survive, people's hearts are more or less numb, and they can't just bump into a familiar and unfamiliar happy event, although it has nothing to do with themselves, but the joy in the bottom of their hearts is difficult to suppress. It's like a person who has been in prison for decades, and when he walks out of the prison and sees the newly opened store with lights, he also has to stop and watch with joy on his face.

It's not about myself, it's just that my heart has been depressed for too long, and I instinctively want to be close to warmth.

"Look, most people are fine." Fang Fei was also deeply moved, standing beside Song Daguan and Jin Da Shopkeeper with his arms crossed, and said with emotion: "Fighting, killing and killing is never a means to solve the problem, and sitting down with harmony is not a big deal." ”

Before the big day, Song Jiu couldn't say anything bad about the scenery, so he had to laugh a few times and turn around to leave.

"Why are you going?" Jimbo asked, looking back.

"Hang out." Song Jiu casually said perfunctory, paced back to his stilted building, pushed the door in, and saw Barbie curled up on the bed, looking out the window at the swaying mountains and forests in a daze.

Song Jiu's footsteps froze, he sighed in a low voice, and closed the door with his hand.

Since the night of drunkenness, Barbie has been living with him, at first Song Jiu tried to communicate with her, but it didn't work, this kind of thing can't always let Fang Fei translate, besides, regardless of whether he is drunk or not, he did sleep with the girl, and he didn't recognize people when he lifted his pants, and Song Daguan was a little reluctant in his heart. The two don't understand the language, but they can still communicate simply through physical gestures in private, they don't have that kung fu outside on weekdays, Barbie dolls are basically free-range, look at her sitting alone in the room, Song Jiu has some unbearable thoughts.

"Are you hungry?" Song Jiu gestured with both hands to chop rice, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Barbie blinked, shook her head with a smile, and muttered a few words, but Song Jiu couldn't understand it, so she had to default to it.

"Song." Natalia currently knows this sentence in Chinese, and always tirelessly chants, and Song Jiu can only get used to it.

"Huh?" Song Jiu cast an inquiring look.

Natalia moved to his side, wrapped her arms around his neck, put her head on his shoulders, her lips to her ears, and the warm breath blew into her neck, which was strangely tickling.

Song Jiuqiang calmed down, wondering if this was a signal for a foreign girl to ask for pleasure, and waited for a while, seeing that she had no other actions, he relaxed his heart slightly. Barbie didn't speak, he didn't have to speak, he sat quietly for a while, let her hang on top of her cosy koala, until her neck was sore, then gently flicked her hand away and soothed her onto the pillow.

"How old are you?" Song Jiu looked down at this delicate face, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything about her except her name and nationality. It is said that foreign girls are old-looking, she looks like she is in her early twenties, how old is she? Isn't it still a minor?

Barbie looked at him curiously and shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand.

Song Jiu pondered for a while, but couldn't think of how to express that sentence with body language, so he had to give up and gesture: "You rest first, I'll go out." ”

Natalia understood, nodded obediently, pulled the quilt over her body, and only showed a pair of eyes, still looking at him with curiosity.

Song Jiu was helpless, shook his head and smiled, tucked the quilt for her, and suddenly had a strange feeling of taking care of his daughter.

……

Leaving the stilted building, looking at the dotted lights on the island, Song Jiu was in a trance, and walked forward blankly for a while, walking to the side of the cabin, through the window, I saw Yang Xiaomeng and Qianqian they were wearing garlands, and the sound of the acne girl shouting and screaming could be heard from afar, inside and out, like the peace and tranquility of the small courtyard of the mountain village, thinking that there was still a long way to go after the wedding, and an inexplicable tiredness surged in the depths of my heart.

Shaking his head and shaking off his mixed thoughts, Song Jiu gritted his teeth and walked towards Luo Yu.

Since Luo Yu withdrew his hand in the cabin that day, there seemed to be a thin separation between the two, and Song Jiu didn't know why he felt this way. Luo Yu has been by his side for two years, before and after the saddle, in the wind and rain...... At that time, Ah Hai and they all called Luo Yu sister, but in fact, Luo Yu was not as big as Ah Hai, but she always liked to have a cold face, revealing everywhere that people should not get close to each other, and it was very difficult to get along with. However, Song Jiu knew that Luo Yu was just cold on the outside and hot on the inside, just like Mengfan, his enthusiasm was like fire and there was also a deep cold, which was just due to his personality.

But now, the feeling that Luo Yu gave him has changed, to be precise, Luo Yu's feeling for him has changed.

Song Jiu is not stupid, there are some things, he can vaguely perceive, but it seems that he has never faced them, or he deliberately chose to ignore them. As for the reason, he himself could not say.

Song Jiu decided to talk to Luo Yu, but he hadn't thought about what to talk about, but he felt that he should be more honest with Luo Yu.

The door of the chalet was closed, the curtains were hidden, and the bright yellow light of the room was revealed, and her dwelling, like her people, was always quiet most of the time.

Song Jiu stopped, took a few deep breaths, strode over, and knocked on the shavings door.

'Wow Wow'

A shadow flickered under the gap, and the latch was removed, and it was half opened.

Luo Yu's long hair was scattered, wearing a small floral pajamas sent by Fang Fei, standing barefoot behind the door, poking out half of his head.

"Nine... Brother Jiu? Luo Yu obviously didn't expect Song Jiu to visit late at night, and he looked a little dazed.

Song Jiu is not much better than her, they have been together for so long, and it is the first time in my impression that I have seen Luo Yu dressed so homely and comfortable, I always felt that Luo Yu was sassy and heroic from head to toe, but today this appearance shows her side as a little woman.

"Well, you slept?" Song Jiu scratched his head, his eyes moved away from the snow white on Luo Yu's waist, and his throat was a little dry.

"Not yet." Luo Yu maintained the posture of a probe, looked left and right, seemed to want to open the door and let Song Wine in, but seemed to be a little hesitant, and wondered: "Something?" ”

"There's... No, it's okay, just to see you. "Song Jiu is also embarrassed to stand in front of the door, the acne girls next door are still making trouble, the door is open and closed, and they don't know what they are doing.

"Oh." Luo Yu nodded, thought for a while, took a step back, and said, "Then, come in and sit?" ”

"Is it convenient?" Song Jiu asked completely subconsciously, and before he finished speaking, the person had already stepped in.

"Hmm." Luo Yu responded in a low voice, and the moment the two of them staggered, Luo Yu's lowered eyelids blinked, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

……

Song Jiu was stunned, stiffened in place, and the expression on his face was slowly solidifying.

Luo Yu sighed in a low voice, covered the door of the house, wrapped his clothes, walked lightly to the table, and said in a low voice: "Sit here, I'll pour you some water." ”

"No, no." Song Jiu's throat moved, and his voice was a little dry.

On the other side of the line, the bed that belonged to Luo Yu, a man was sleeping soundly, with a handsome face, even breathing, a thin quilt undulating, and a soft snoring sound.

Song Jiu's expression naturally couldn't escape Luo Yu's eyes, but Luo Yu behaved very calmly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "His routine is very regular, he sleeps early and wakes up early." ”

"Ahh yes. Song Jiu took a slow breath, spit out as slowly as possible, turned his stiff neck, pulled the corners of his mouth, and burst into a smile that was difficult to see: "You, you and the old generation..."

Luo Yu pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head slightly, her hair fell, covering her cheeks, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and said nothing.

Song Jiu didn't understand much, and didn't know whether this action represented "that's it" or "no comment".

After a long time, Song Jiu reined in his thoughts and nodded: "It's good." ”

"Well, that's good." Luo Yu pulled his hair behind his ears and answered softly.

Song Jiu sniffed, turned around and walked to the door: "Rest." ”

"So are you." Luo Yu nodded, waved goodbye to him through the door.

The door closed, the light behind the curtains dimmed, and everything was calm.

Song Jiu walked on the saddle vine path, looking up at the starry night sky, and the weeds grew wildly in his mind.

For a moment, it seemed to be relieved, and it was like, something was missing.

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