From the time Mo Cha entered the door to now, almost three incense sticks have passed, and Nan Zhi is still immersed in her own world, and she has not noticed her existence at all. Mo Cha flipped over and over the flower cards in his hand by himself, and raised his eyes from time to time to glance at Nan Weaving.

It seems that the eldest lady has something on her mind.

At this moment, Nan Weaving seemed to have been forbidden by some kind of forbidden technique, sitting in front of the dressing mirror with his hands on his cheeks, looking at himself in the mirror without blinking, and suddenly smiled at himself in the mirror after a long time, and suddenly changed his face and frowned after a while.

Mo Cha thought it was quite funny at first to see Nan Weaving like this, but as a result, he sat in this room for a long time and looked at Nan Weaving, who was still nervous, and couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Unlike Nan Weaving, who was born high, Mocha's status has really climbed up from a new ghost. But this does not prevent the two ghosts from getting along, the two are very familiar with each other, so familiar that they will confide in any heart, and even yesterday the other party ate a few bowls of rice, went out, and saw what the ghost said clearly.

But Nan Zhi didn't know what kind of thoughts he had in mind about this matter, and he was willing to hold it back, and he didn't say anything to Mocha.

But Mocha knew that Nan Zhi was a ghost who didn't suffer her own losses, even if she was very abnormal recently, she didn't say it, she didn't ask. So he put down the flower card in his hand, shook his head and left.

In order to prove that she is very handy, Nanori once looked coldly at Himeko acting but also devoting herself to the play, Nanori began to let herself go, went out frequently, and met frequently.

But yesterday Ji Zidu suddenly told her at night that he would not come for the next month. Nan Zhi didn't know if it was because of habit or what, and there was a sense of confusion in his heart.

That night, Nan Zhi couldn't sleep when he lay on the bed and tossed and turned, so he decisively turned over the head of the bed, casually draped in clothes, and sat in front of the bed looking at the full moon in a daze. Suddenly, I saw the candlelight flicker, and the candlelight went out. A figure knocked on the window elegantly and calmly, and asked without hurry: "Are you worrying?" ”

Nan Zhi came back to his senses, straightened his head as if nothing happened, looked at the peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling in the moonlight, and sneered.

Ji Zidu turned his peach blossoms and guessed: "No, Su Wuchang gave you some poison, as soon as I heard that he was gone, you became like this." ”

Nan Zhi glanced at him and took a deep breath, "Didn't you say you hadn't seen you for a month, what are you doing now..."

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not going to tell him what's going on. You know, I'm teaching you to forget him. It takes a process to quit drugs, and it's very difficult at first, so you can endure it...... "Himeko thought about it, and felt that the temper of the southern weaver, if it was according to the temperament of the past, might really be hard to insert to the end, so that he would not pretend to be sad here.

Seeing that she hadn't replied for a long time, Himeko said, "Don't you believe in yourself?" ”

"Don't you think that removing a ghost at the tip of your heart is like digging your heart and scraping meat, I've restrained myself, it's just ......" The words came to his lips, and he was swallowed back by Nan Ori in a gulp.

Himeko glanced at her and said, "It's the most difficult thing to serve you like this, what about the ghost who doesn't have the right mouth and promises, huh?" Why not go on? ”

Himeko leaned over, pressed Nanori on the chair, the warm breath sprayed on Nanori's face, the slender and bony hand picked up Nanori's chin and rubbed it gently, kissing Nanori's earlobe gently and evilly, the deliberately lowered voice slightly rolled up the magnetism made everything move, "It's really ......"

Nanori's body shook suddenly, and the last word was stuck in the depths of her throat, she heard her heart beating and drumming, and the ghost raised her head in a daze, swallowing her saliva unconsciously, looking at the smile that was close at hand, her whole body seemed to be drained, and her red lips seemed to slide inadvertently on Ji Zidu's chin, leaving a touch of warm touch.

There was a hint of consternation in Ji Zidu's smiling peach blossom eyes, and then he stood up slowly and said good night casually.

Nan Zhi gasped slightly, and a strange emotion arose in his heart. Lowering his eyes and saying nothing, he didn't even know when Himeko was gone.

On the second day, Mocha came, and I heard that the little lady at the door had already gone out. She looked at the wet outside, and when she went out in this weather, the eldest lady's mind was really getting harder and harder to guess. So I made an album and left in a flutter

"Climb the mountain!" Nanori, who hadn't slept well all night, was shocked and speechless when she heard the words of Himeko in the communicator. He touched his hair irritably, looked at the yard outside after the rain hit the pear blossoms, and couldn't help but sigh, this ghost is getting better and better at playing.

After some washing, Nanori refused him and thought that it would be okay today, thinking that he might as well play with him, so he changed his mind with complicated feelings and agreed to the appointment.

The long mountain road, twists and turns, Nan Zhi walked around in the mountains for half a day, but he didn't get out of this mountain, and he didn't see half a ghost. I couldn't help but be angry in my heart, did he dare to play tricks on me!

By noon, the fog in front of her had lifted, her eyes widened, and the sound of spring water came to her ears. Finally, I reached the road that windled all the way to the top of the mountain along the cascading peaks, and climbed to the top of the mountain easily without panting.

The mountain peaks and cliffs, the pine fir faces the sky, the wind on the top of the mountain blows the clothes and hunts, and the south weave is strangely born a kind of self-respecting, riding the wind to go mentality.

"What do you see?" Nan Zhi, who was immersed in herself, frowned, and heard a voice behind her ask coldly.

Nan Zhi brushed his hair that was blown away by the wind, turned his head and glared angrily at the peach blossom eyes that shimmered with glass, and said angrily: "Have you always been there?" ”

When Nanori said this, Himeko raised her eyebrows and asked calmly, "You are very surprised?" ”

Nan Zhi couldn't help frowning: "Why did you ask me to come here?" ”

Himeko smiled: "Take you down the mountain." ”

Nan Zhi was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't come back to his senses from this sentence for a long time. And this kind of operation? When he was undecided, he saw that Jizi had already taken the lead in turning his back and walking down the mountain, wrapped in a fiery red dress with a tall and slender figure, and his gestures revealed a bit of elegance and evil, at first glance he was a demon.

Nanori sneered: "Boring! With that, Nanori walked to the other end by herself.

So Nanori gave up on herself along the way, wondering what the hell was Himeko doing.

And Himeko has been following her unhurriedly, showing a smile at her from time to time.

"You don't have to push yourself." Nanori said angrily, kicking the stone on the ground with her foot, but her face turned red because of the overly bright smiling face.

At the foot of the mountain is a bazaar, which is also a version of the imitation of the human world, and the ghosts who come and go all the way are shouting hard.

Nan Zhi walked without squinting, but when he saw Ji Zi, he picked up a hairpin flower and quickly inserted it on Nan Zhi's head. The sinister smile on that bewitching face is like the usual one.

In the afternoon, he accompanied her to play chess, chat, and ...... Do good deeds for other ghosts.

When she returned, Nanori saw Himeko grooming a ghost with a broken hand and foot. The dim glow of the setting sun slanted from his side, illuminating half of his face more and more bewitchingly, and even the smile was gilded with a layer of gold. Nan Zhi watched quietly, and his heart beat faster inexplicably, the kindness of the demon really made the ghost unbearable.

The old ghost's relatives came, and they clasped their fists at the demon, and the demon smiled and took Nanori's hand and left.

Nanori heard them talking behind him, and said with a smile: "Look at them, they are really a good match, and they are all good at ......."

Nanori pursed her lips, and Himeko blinked her sparkling peach blossom eyes, and approached Nanori with a smile, "They said we were a good match." ”

Looking at the bottomless eyes dyed with a smile, Nan Weaving was a nymphomaniac for a while, and one accidentally recognized the truth. A gust of wind hit, and Nanori came back to her senses and laughed at herself. sighed again that the demon has a good skin.

In the evening, the Nanzhi courtyard is shrouded in a layer of gold edges, shining, and the rain of pear blossoms reflects the light of the setting sun.

A handful of maids serving Nanori carefully distanced themselves from their master. Their master was very abnormal today, his face was red all the time, and his temper was extremely short-tempered.

Nan Weaving, who had just finished bathing at night, had just raised his hand and was about to use the power of the ghost to dry his hair, when he saw a handsome ghost lift the curtain and greet him with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, he directly made Nan Ori clean, which was very refreshing. Then she took advantage of the situation to pull one of her green silks, and the movement was so gentle that Nan Zhi throbbed violently, and she turned her head sideways to smell the unique scent of vanilla on his body.

Nan Zhi took a step back very tabooly, looked at the red-clothed uninvited guest with jealous eyes, bit his lip and looked at him with moist eyes, "Promise me, don't use mind reading on me in the future." ”

Ji Zidu looked at her with a look in his eyes, and took the opportunity to find a place closest to him to sit down, raising his lips and smiling, "It's good if you like it." ”

Nanori stood in place and hesitated for a while, then determined the answer and stepped forward to sit opposite him unhurriedly, took a sip of tea.

Jizi hooked her lips and smiled, and said with a charming look in her eyes: "If you like it, you can do it in the future." ”

Nan Zhi was playing the drum again in his heart, forgetting the pair of peach blossoms that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and retreated with a little difficulty in his eyes.

But in the dream, Nanzhi slept very sweetly, and in the dream he held her hand, and the kiss fell very lightly.

Years later, there is nothing left between them, and Nanori will occasionally think of those uncontrolled years, as well as the peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling in the bottom of his heart.

Nanori began to have a qualitative change in Himeko, vaguely in April of that year.

Nan Weaving planted a pear blossom in his yard with a smile.

Himeko curled the corners of his mouth behind him and smiled, "The whiteness of this tree is just like you." ”

A smile was dyed in her brow, she knew she was cruel, it was the first time she had heard someone praise her like that. There was an unknown emotion in his eyes, and then he cracked the corners of his mouth without hesitation.

In the past seven years, she has gotten all his favors, and for the first time, Nanori has someone who looks like an ordinary little girl.

The past seven years are an illusion, an illusion that the two of them know well.

But in that layer of illusion, Nan Weaving's flamboyant smile does not feel sad and cold even in winter, only full of spring light.

Himeko once made a painting for Nanori, in which she danced under a pear tree under the blue clouds during the day, her dance steps were amazing, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

This is also something that Himeko recalled later, and she couldn't forget it.

Nan Ori was silent, he was like a flash in her life, but those years engraved in her heart have never been forgotten.

Nan Ori knew that he couldn't hide anything in front of him, so he didn't hide it. So, while watching Himeko casually play with the note drawn from her rouge box, Nanori's face turned pale for a moment.

There are all the itinerary of Su Gongzi, including how long Su Gongzi stayed in the library of the worldly palace, when he left, and what his movements were when he left.

Ji Zidu's peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling looked at her, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Addicts."

It was the first time they broke up.

Himeko played missing, her pride did not allow her to bow her head, and her cold expression was the same as usual, and there was no explanation for it.

Perhaps, all the indulgence he had had with her before was just casual and planned. The occasional true temperament may just be a deliberate trick on her. After all, it was just an inconsequential bet, but no ghost had ever told her what if she was in the play.

Himeko found Nanori again, she was depressed, and when she saw Nanori, the corners of her mouth pulled out a smile as if nothing happened. At that time, Nan Weaving sat at the head of the bed and flipped through the books for a while.

"You're here?" Nanori came to the spirit. Himeko smiled meaningfully, "I've come to see you." ”

Later, Himeko often came to see Nanori when she was asleep, and left at dawn.

But Nan Weaving acted more and more perversely, and began to speak ill of each other when he disagreed. And he was so good to her that even the servant girl who had always been submissive to her would joke that this was a good thing that made the ghosts jealous.

Looking up at the sky, Nanori slowly hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled. She went to look for him, in that ancient temple deep in the mountains, Nan Zhi watched him kneel in front of a tombstone from afar, looking lonely and nostalgic.

Himeko drank a lot of wine that night, and Nanori stood behind him without noticing, silently listening to him whisper his heartfelt feelings.

"I tried to hold on to someone, but in the end she died before me. Later, when I was in Huangquan, I looked for her for a long time, but she didn't remember anything, but it didn't matter, I might as well continue to guard her, but I didn't keep it after all...... I also tried my best, but I couldn't give up after all. ”

The pear blossoms in April are in full bloom, the petals are flying in pieces, and the scenery in late spring is so good, so that the ghosts are jealous.

When Nanori went back alone, there was rain in the sky but there was no umbrella, she licked the salty rain, hooked the corners of her mouth and laughed, her heart was cold, like a stone.

This is their fragile relationship.

In a trance, as soon as Nanori looked up, she saw his kiss falling on her lips, and Nanori lost her mind and shouted, "Himekoto? ”

And Himeko looked at him dumbfoundedly and couldn't help laughing, and there was a sparkle in his eyes. "What do you say?"

Nan Weaving gently brushed Ji Zidu's eyebrows, and took the initiative to put his mark on his eyebrows on tiptoe, "Demon, I've heard that there are trees in the mountains. ”

At that moment, Su Gongzi became a round of moonlight that Nanzhi Coco watched from afar but was destined to get nothing, and the moonlight would not appear in the daytime, only in the dead of night he missed one or two. And the appearance of the demon made her fascinated, and she couldn't get out of that world again. If the heart is a city, the ground is a prison.

At that time, he looked down at her, and his peach blossom eyes were still full of smiles, so he leaned against the wooden shelf behind him and said, "You know, I'm not a give-and-take. ”

That night, the pear blossoms fell beautifully.