In recent days, it has been raining continuously, and thousands of filaments have been sprinkled in the air, like misty light yarn. There was no sunlight for a few days, and the house was a little damp and smelled musty.

After dinner, Yingning felt tired, and sat crooked on the bed with her eyes closed. Yun'er embroidered under the lamp on the side, quietly, and no one disturbed anyone. After a while, the rain seemed to fall a little heavier, crackling like pouring beans. Even the wind was howling, and Yun'er went to close the window.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the door, where she was standing. Although there are cornices to cover it, it can't be a strong wind. It seemed that his body was drenched a lot, but he was still standing upright, and he didn't seem to be affected by the wind and rain.

Ying Ning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly rushed out of the door and said, "It's stormy, come in." ”

I turned my head slowly, and my eyes sparkled, like starlight shining on a clear lake. He nodded, strode into the house, and did not go forward, but stood in the doorway. He was still standing upright, his hair was soaked, and the broken hair on his forehead was dripping down his cheeks and falling to the ground. After a while, a small patch of water came out of the ground.

Ying Ning sighed slightly, and whispered to Yun'er: "You go and get a dry face handkerchief and let him wipe it." ”

Yun'er raised her head to look at Yingning, then at Wu Qi, immediately put down the work in her hand, went to take a handkerchief and handed it to Wu Qi, and said softly: "Zhong Gongzi wipe it, be careful of catching a cold and getting sick." ”

Wu Qi looked at the white handkerchief handed over and turned to look at Yingning. Not wanting the eyes of the two to collide together, Ying Ning immediately lowered her head and fingered the brocade quilt on the bed to hide her panic.

I took it and asked in a low voice, "Is that what you Ning'er meant?" ”

Yun'er nodded with a smile and said, "Sister still cares about you." ”

A trace of sweetness welled up in his chest, he wiped his face and hair, returned the handkerchief to Yun'er, and whispered, "Thank you, girl." ”

Yun'er pursed her lips and smiled, looked up at Wu Qi and said, "Childe or Sister Xie, I'm just doing it for me." ”

The two were talking, but they saw a person outside the house holding an umbrella, and he didn't come. In the rain and fog, I can't see it very clearly. When he got closer, he was dressed in dusty white, and Yun'er's face changed instantly. Who else can there be in this mansion dressed in white except Yejun? Since the last time, he almost killed Yun'er, and Yun'er has been afraid of him.

She hurriedly turned around, threw her handkerchief on the table beside her, and quickly fled to Yingning's side.

Yejun quickly put away his umbrella and entered the door, and he didn't look at the door of my period. Directly crossed him to Yingning's bed, took her hand, and asked warmly: "It's been raining for the past few days, and it's cold, what are you uncomfortable with?" ”

Ying Ning looked at him, it came in the heavy rain, and although he was holding an umbrella, it was still raining on the tips of his hair. She said softly: "With such a heavy rain, I have nowhere to go, just so I can recuperate, I don't feel sad, and you don't have to come to see me every day." ”

Yejun smiled, held her hand with both hands, and said softly: "How can it be, I don't see you for a day, like every three autumns." I always have to come and see you every day to feel at ease. ”

Ying Ning indifferently glanced up at Wu Ji who was standing in the distance, he had his back to them and couldn't see his face. It's just that his stiff back still leaks his emotions.

She quietly pulled out her fingers, stroked the broken hair between her sideburns, and said pretendedly: "I don't know when this rain will fall?" The house was moldy. ”

Yejun sniffed it and said with a smile: "There is indeed a musty smell, you have always loved to light incense, why didn't you order it today?" ”

Yun'er suddenly interjected: "My sister is not allowed to order the drunken flowers, saying that she doesn't like it, so she hasn't ordered it." ”

Yejun suddenly laughed, raised his tone and said, "Also, when you smell that fragrance, you can always think of unhappy things." If it were me, I wouldn't order it again. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and conjured up a small jar, handed it to Yun'er, and instructed: "It's just ordinary sandalwood, you go and light it first, and then I will bring it to you when I have other incense powder." As for the drunken flowers, Ning Ning didn't like it, so he threw it away, so as not to occupy the space and be an eyesore. ”

Yun'er replied yes and went to the table to light incense.

Someone suddenly came outside the door, it was Qingtong. He stood at the door and said, "Childe, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Yejun touched Yingning's head, got up and said, "I'll go back if I have something to do today, you can rest early." ”

Yejun turned around and left, walked to the door, and finally glanced at Wu Qi lightly, and said coldly: "In the middle of the night, who allowed you to come to the master's room, why don't you go out quickly!" ”

I looked at him and didn't say a word, but I didn't move at all. Yejun was about to have a seizure, but Yingning said behind him: "It's stormy outside, I let him in." I'll let him out when I'm sleeping. ”

Yejun gritted his teeth and glared at him, but finally didn't say anything, raised his head and walked out.

Ying Ning pinched her eyebrows, watched Yun'er finish lighting the incense, and sat on the bed for a long time before saying, "I'm going to sleep, you all go out." After a while, she said, "It's raining heavily today, you don't have to stay outside the door, go back to sleep." ”

When she said this, she did not look at my expectations. I wanted to say something, Yun'er walked up to him, reached out and tugged at his sleeve. He sighed, went out with Yun'er, and slowly closed the door.

At night, Yingning didn't sleep soundly, and she was haunted by dreams. She dreamed that her father had been stabbed in the heart, and blood was gushing from the wound. He stared at the sky with his eyes blazing, blood spitting out of his mouth. She stood beside him, watching her father die little by little, but there was nothing she could do. After a while, Cai Wei also appeared. With the same knife in her chest, Cai Wei looked at Ying Ning and said miserably: "You have to take good care of yourself and live well." With that, he closed his eyes.

She knelt beside them, caressing their cold bodies, and cried out. That knife and knife also seemed to stab him in the heart, and the pain was cracking, and the pain was unbearable.

Someone was calling her name in her ears, but she couldn't really hear it, as if it was in her ears, and it seemed to be in the distant sky, chaotic: "Yingning...... Yingning ......"

She struggled to open her eyes, and it was Zhong Wuqi who came into view. He hugged Yingning, his eyebrows furrowed, and his face was full of worry.

Ying Ning raised his hand and touched his face, and the tentacles were cold water. Did she cry? She was clearly dreaming. But how could it be so real, her heart was so distressed that she was about to lose her breath.

She lay on my chest and choked up, "My heart hurts, it hurts." ”

"How can it hurt? But the spiritual power in your body is messing around? "I stretched out my fingers and used my spiritual power to check and balance. With her mortal body, it was sometimes difficult to control her spiritual power. Yejun and Wu Qi can only use their spiritual power to suppress the spiritual power rushing in her body.

Ying Ning held his fingers and whispered, "No, I just had a nightmare, and my father died in the dream." ”

Wu expected to hug her tighter, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here to accompany you, Ning'er is not afraid." ”

Ying Ning suddenly raised her head to look at him, looked at him with teary eyes, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said with a confused expression: "Okay, don't go, you are here to accompany me." I hurt so much, it hurt so much that I was dying. ”

They were so close that only each other was left in their eyes. So close that he could kiss her moist lips as soon as he lowered his head slightly. I caressed her face, my fingers were extremely gentle, and my eyes were full of tenderness, which was intoxicating.

The candle flame was dim, and Yingning's eyes were a little confused. The wind and rain outside seemed to be stronger, and the room was eerily quiet.

In such a bewildering environment, I finally couldn't help it, and lowered my head and kissed her on the lips. The lip flap is slightly cool, and the tongue is hot. He held Yingning's face with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other, and the bodies of the two were entangled.

Yingning seemed to be still in a state of confusion, not refusing or responding. I = I sighed and let her go. She was still stunned, and my thumb stroked the water stains on the corner of her lips, and frowned, "I'm sorry, I was rude." ”

Ying Ning looked at him for a long time, then suddenly grabbed his finger and put it on his chest, and said in confusion: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt here." ”

There was a soft palm under my hand, and he only felt a boom in his head, as if a fire was burning in his body, burning him all over. It burned so much that his body almost exploded, almost burning him to the ground. He finally couldn't help it and pushed Yingning to the bed.

I untied her shirt, and saw the scarlet belly pocket, and he only felt that everything was rushing to that place. Ying Ning seems to have finally understood everything, and once upon a time in the underworld, they were the same. But in the end, for some reason, it didn't happen.

Looking at Wu Qi's red eyes and listening to his heavy gasps, Ying Ning suddenly didn't know whether to refuse him. But she should hate him, why did she want him to do something at this moment. She couldn't figure out what kind of affection she had for him.

She reached out and touched his face, the edges and corners were clear, and it was still the same as before. He should have been hers a long time ago, but I don't know whose fault it was, but he came to such an embarrassing point now.

Ying Ning felt sad and sad, and whispered: "I hate you, I hate you very much, do you know?" ”

Wu Qi put his arms on her sides, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips, and said in a dumb voice: "I know, Ning'er, you hate me, hate me in your heart." ”

Tears slipped from the corners of Yingning's eyes, she looked at him through gritted teeth, and suddenly rudely pulled his shirt, wrapped her arms around his neck, and let him get closer. She opened her mouth and bit down on his bare shoulder, using all her strength. I endured it and didn't say a word, and let her vent.

She had also bitten his fingers, and she had exhausted all her strength in this way. She suddenly let go and cried. Little by little, I kissed the tears from her face, kissed her eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and finally chest.

The delicate and dense kiss made Yingning at a loss. She became more and more flustered, and the beating of her chest was like thunder, like a drum hammer. She had no choice but to snuggle up to his chest and whisper his name: "My period, my period, help me, I'm so uncomfortable." ”

I was on top of her, my fingers caressing her inch by inch, and my eyes were full of pity. As if looking at the most precious treasure in the world, he kissed her earlobe, and moved under him, Ying Ning only felt that there seemed to be a thunder explosion in her ears, she screamed, and hugged his body tightly......

The sound of the rain hitting the plantain is crisp, and the brocade tent is endless.