Chapter 24 Lonely Island, Shallow Temperature, Dream Hua
The palms of his hands stroked the black and white soft fur, the curious paws kept fiddling with the light star-dotted pendant on his wrist, and the gentle gaze of Yin Tingxi's drooping eyes was like the orange halo that fell silently between the overlapping branches and leaves of the sycamore above his head, shrouding the small body in front of him in a warm and hazy sight. The faintly lit screen of the mobile phone sketched the handwriting of the time "2:59", and then the thoughts passed suddenly, and the light gray lock screen in the rainy season reflected the gentle flickering of "3:00".
Xiao Xiaowei sent a message, the mobile phone vibrated slightly to seduce the kitten's exclusive curiosity, the clear and clear eyes flickered, the dark blue pupils that were as lonely and ethereal as the deep pool of the empty valley reflected the light and shadow of the ink in the sky, the depth was unpredictable but as bright as the morning star, and the chin met Yin Tianxi's sight, quietly, as if the traces of time stopped flowing.
Chasing the light along the long and silent coastline, the gentle footsteps are a little stubborn, but I look forward to the small and slightly bright fireflies along the coast, which can lead the rest of the year into the mysterious area of dusk and warmth, and can stop wandering and quietly stop.
"Follow me." Yin Tingxi opened his mouth gently, picked up the kitten with his hand, and the dimness under his eyes stretched into a soft and shallow warm light, "I'll give you an island." ”
An island with ancient charm, where the faint fragrance of flower tea lingers among the carved window lattices, the lingering sound of smoke and rain, and the bustle of people coming and going between the bluestone alleys.
There is also a handsome boy who met by chance at the intersection of time.
The vibration of the mobile phone message reminder sounded again, Yin Tingxi held the quiet but curious kitten in his arms with one hand and clicked on the message with the other, Xiao Xiaowei's words were sent briefly and urgently: Dumping, you were in a bad mood just now? I'm sorry, maybe I didn't understand you...... Either way, though, there's going to be a light quietly lit behind you.
It's past three o'clock in the morning, you go to bed early and have a good rest to meet tomorrow's class. I heard that tomorrow the teacher will choose the freshman showman, I believe that the lucky symbol has been coming, come on my family to pour the stream.
Yin Tingxi, who was in front of the faintly lit screen, smiled and replied: You are the same.
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Sleeping in the middle of the night on the Sycamore Street, the overlapping branches and leaves of the ancient plane trees outline the mottled and picturesque shadows of the trees, the light and shadow are blurred by the warm street lamps, the light and shadow fall on the neatly arranged public bicycles, the carved corridor of red lacquer woodcarving has no pedestrians passing by, and the girl standing alone on the street, the shallow breeze blows the long hair slightly curled in the ears, turning into a dim but cold silhouette in the quiet of the night, blending into a lonely and shallow picture of light and shadow.
At the corner of the staircase, the sporadic lights flickered and shimmered, and the deep vision of the dream fell on the single conspicuous figure on the side of Wutong Street through the hollow and carved wooden window.
Fingertips scratching the cute and delicate paws of the kitten in his arms, the light of the street lamp staggered light and dark outlined the side face of the bowed head into a cold and moving line, the small five-pointed star tattoo at the moment decorated the delicate cuteness, the slightly drooping eyelashes fell a smart halo like a slight yang and a slight light swept to the corners of the mouth soft and good-looking arc, the shallow rippling gentle smile was the look he had never seen on her always cold and indifferent face, and between the smiles, it was the soft and warm that spread from the bottom of his heart.
I have never seen it, the warmth of her shallow smile is the clear waves gently surging in the corners of her heart.
Perhaps, in the bottom of her heart, there is also an island, surrounded by the sea, the evening sunset spreads the fine beach, and the cold ink of early winter is silent and lonely in the late night, as if there is an invisible border, which makes it impossible for people to step into, but occasionally can see a small bonfire burning the residual heat of the night next to the simple and quiet cabin between the wide olive green leaves of the coconut tree.
A girl in the mortal world, a simple and colorful life, stepping on the rhythm of the city against the flow of time, but drifting in the light blue and deep silent sea with herself, and this bland encounter, like unintentionally leaving deep footprints on the soft and delicate sand of the coastline, picked up a delicate glass drifting bottle stained with fine sand, and a shallow hidden letterhead under the wooden stopper, from a boy with a different background, but with the same state of mind.
The dim light and shadow between the corridors cut out the well-defined edges and corners, covering the soft side face of the deep lines of the dream, the eyelashes drooped slightly, half-hiding the double pupils rendered like the psychedelic mist in the early morning, and when the cute but cold figure like a kitten on the lonely Wutong Street outside the window disappeared into the corner with the street lamp column, he turned around and fell into a dim ink. The breeze by the window lingers between the swaying lights and shadows, brushing the shallow rippling arc at the corners of the mouth.
Still a stranger after all.
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"You can sleep here first. Since you live in Huayu Pavilion, you have to obediently don't run around, you know? ”
The ink on the wallpaper is soaked in cold plums along the wall and proudly blooming, the corner of the wall is a simple nest built by Yin Tingxi with a few retro solid color pillows of cotton cloth, the kitten's gray-white soft fluff and navy blue pillow are matched into a touch of pure and elegant color, the delicate ears are gently shaken, and the smart and cute state jumps into the blue crystal pupils like deep sea glass, Yin Tingxi looked at these clear eyes like water, and playfully nodded its small paws with his fingertips.
"I'll call you Yunik from now on, Unique, the only one." Yin Tingxi put a small wooden music box next to the pillow, bent his knees and watched the kitten tilt his head curiously to look at the delicate and elegant carvings of Moroccan style in front of him, and his soft smile was rare like hearing the soothing music of the piano all day long lingering on his lips, "My name is Yin Tingxi, you are very lucky to meet me, I can give you a nest that is too simple, but at least warmer than the cool breeze on the street at night." ”
"Rest well, I'm going to wake up early tomorrow." Glimpsing the moment when the second hand of the bedside clock slowly rotated one by one, he was just about to stand up, lowered his head and tapped the tip of the kitten's cute nose with his finger, bent up a pair of clear and clear apricot eyes that were the same as it, and whispered, "You are a unique star in the galaxy." ”
The light dimmed, the glimmer outside the window divided a sharp and angular brightness, and the soft body next to the pillow was decorated with stars and fine light, like a colorful Moroccan dreamy fairy tale castle music box in the light and shadow gilded lines carefully outlined and silent, gradually adapted to this strange but like the ancient courtyard of the inn of the kitten in the middle of the night silent, but also converged light and free activity, with the light little by little into the deep sleep of the star city.
In the dream, someone hugged him from behind, snuggled in a strange embrace, but the warmth was stretched along the shoulders to the deepest part of the heart, like the tide rising all over every quiet corner.
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At half past six in the morning, Yin Tingxi was forcibly woken up by the alarm clock, perhaps because the cold had not healed, and the winter cold wind shuttling through the quiet streets at night was a little colder than during the day, Yin Tingxi, who had long and messy hair, began to cough as soon as he sat up, and Xiao Xiaowei, who could get up early to take the subway even if he only slept for an hour, sent a series of messages that opened the curtain of the bright and shallow sun that dawn covered in the sky behind the hazy mist.
The glass of water came to his mouth and stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on the clean and elegant light-colored carpet, without the slightest trace of having knocked over the glass.
Yesterday, it seems that since I returned to the inn, I really haven't seen that Mo Shang Gongzi again.
Anyway, it's better to be a stranger than to meet him in a corridor of the inn by surprise, and save it like yesterday morning......
His eyes moved from the windward curtains to the messy pillows in the corner, and Yin Tianxi was suddenly startled.
What about Yunik?