"Qingming, look, isn't it beautiful?"

I happily dangled my painting in front of Qingming, very proud. The sketches I learned in high school were not in vain, and I finally came in handy.

Who knew that Qingming looked left and right, weighed for a while, and shook his head.

Someone's eyebrows "brushed" down and muttered:

"There's no art at all, hey, play the piano to the cow."

I was hit in the back of the head, and it didn't work hard but it hurt.

Someone is very depressed, since the last time I bumped into someone, it is very difficult to understand a true meaning: no one can hit the onmyoji, and it is yourself who suffers. How deep their skills are, so don't go against the Onmyoji!

Someone has no choice but to pout to express their dissatisfaction.

The long fan slowly opened, and a striking five-pointed star was printed in the center. The five-pointed star is angular, vigorous and beautiful, and there is no lack of symmetrical beauty.

"Well drawn, well drawn!"

I clapped my hands, but I didn't know that I was hit again.

"Follow the drawing."

Qingming is not angry and self-assured.

Well, I'll admit, I'm still a little scared of the sunny. Although he has always been calm, although he is calm, although he is patient.

One stroke, one horizontal, one vertical, I really want to sketch and draw. Originally, the pentagram should have been drawn according to the sketch method.

"Is the painting ready?"

Qingming's eyes darkened after seeing my "little work", and I wanted to cry without tears. Isn't it just a five-pointed star, I can't figure it out with my three years of sketching skills, I'm ashamed of my ancestors, I'm ashamed of my teacher.

The hand holding the pen was held by a warm hand, and I looked back in surprise to find that Qingming's face was so close to me, close enough to see the subtleties of his face.

Heart, plop plop. The warm breath was in my ears, and only then did I react - I was almost surrounded by the sunshine.

"What's wrong, can't you draw well?"

In a moment of distraction, Qingming's magnetic and charming voice came.

"Nope."

I was flustered.

The windows are ajar, and the intoxicating evening breeze blows in, and it is as dark as a curtain outside; Inside the house, the lights were bright, the sunshine was close to me, the warm breath surrounded me, and I was holding my hand and drawing one stroke......

Indulged in the warm arms of Qingming, enjoying the unique breath of Qingming lingering in my ears, and drawing along his hand......

It's really poetic "love" and "meaning"!

If it weren't for the fact that I accidentally caught a glimpse of Qingming Ming's serious expression and heard Qingming's patient guidance, which pulled me back to reality little by little from the dream, I really thought that Qingming was tempting me!

Other people may have different thoughts, but as for Qingming, I don't know yet? The onmyoji, who shone like a star more than a thousand years ago and came out of the dust, absolutely had no distractions.

But dear Brother Qingming, why do you have to make me seem drunk and not drunk in such a moving artistic conception every time? Don't you know that this is immoral?

Are you too distracted, or are you not eating the fireworks of the world?

"Qingming, I'm so dizzy."

I lazily leaned on his shoulder, my heart snickering.

"Honey worm, are you dizzy?"

"Hmm."

I nodded, not sure if I was faint or faint.

"Then I'll help you go to bed."

"No, just take a break."

"Is that comfortable?"

Qingming's long and narrow eyes are starry, soft and emotional, smiling warmly, and there is a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Of course"

I laughed, but I picked it up cheaply this time, Qingming, didn't you find out that I was insulting you?

Place your hands side by side between my eyebrows.

"Don't move!"

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the clear and gentle eyes of the Qing Ming, and his voice was as charming as follows.

I was very serious and obedient.

Qingming's rosy lips lifted triumphantly, smiling, and approaching me.

Just as I was hesitating whether to close my eyes or not, a series of muffled incantations came, and my body immediately petrified.

Qingming gave me a smug smile.

"Honey worm, have a good rest. You can't move without me breaking the spell. Rest assured, it won't fall. ”

As he spoke, Qingming moved away.

I didn't fall, for I had long since petrified like a sculpture, in a strangely twisted pose.

Qingming looked at me with satisfaction, turned around and strode the meteor.

The wide white hunting clothes fluttered and dazzled.

Clear! Clear! Don't leave!

I called out so many times in my heart that I couldn't even blink my eyes.

A sucker! A sucker! How confused again! I don't know through that little bit of caution? Nothing can be hidden from the onmyoji's fiery eyes!

Am I going to stay like this all night?

Want to cry without tears......

"Qingming—"

"Hey, honey worm! Why are you here? ”

Yuan Boya was very surprised and looked at me sideways.

Pity me for being cursed by Qingming, I can't laugh, I can't cry, I just rely on the occasional roll of my eyes to show that I'm listening.

"What's the matter with Boya?"

Qingming looked radiant.

There is no conscience, there is no humanity......

I muttered to myself.

"Honey worm, what's going on?"

Boya looked at me sympathetically.

It's still better to be a liberal artist, not like someone who is kind and ruthless......

"It's okay, I was about to show you the spell! Bullish—"

Qingming eased his fingers, and I collapsed as soon as I was weak, but fortunately, Yuan Boya supported me in time.

"Qingming, you must be too ruthless, you see, the eyes of the honey worm are red and swollen."

Yuan Boya was also fighting for me on the side.

Good guys, rare good guys!

I was so excited that my eyes were in my eyes, and the damn sunny sun made me unable to close my eyes all night, and told me to rest! Who knows, Qingming's next words made me almost vomit blood-

"It was because she had 'pink eye,' and I made her stand all night before most of it disappeared."

These days, don't you lie and don't make drafts?

"So that's the case, 'pink eye' can still be treated like this, Qingming - it's amazing!"

Boya's face suddenly realized, Qingming has become a good person as a matter of course, and I am completely speechless!

"What the hell is going on?"

Qingming frowned.

I happened to bring the teapot. I don't like Qingming like this, in my heart Qingming should always smile at the wind and clouds.

"The daughter of the right minister suddenly fell ill, and the house was haunted every night, which made people panic. Please—"

"Didn't you say I looked like a fox?"

Qingming raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently, cold and arrogant couldn't hide a trace of self-deprecation.

"Qingming!"

Boya was so anxious that she was at a loss.

"Hahahaha" Qingming smiled heartily and poured a cup of tea, "How can I care about this?" As I said, as long as Boya comes to me for help, I will never refuse! ”

"So you're kidding me?"

Boya pointed to Qingming and asked.

Qingming smiled even more happily, unable to hide the pride after fooling people.

"Hahaha"

Boya laughed too, realizing that she had been fooled again.

This time, I didn't laugh. Qingming smiled happily, but I didn't feel the slightest happiness in him, or even felt ...... Heartache.

"Didn't you say I looked like a fox?"

Qingming cares about this, right? He obviously cared about it, but he pretended to be indifferent, smiled indifferently, and was light-hearted.

I turned around and didn't hear any more laughter, that would only make me sad and make my heart ache. Hurry up and get out of here, don't listen anymore!

Qingming behind me called me:

"Honey worm, why are you walking so fast?"

"Nope."

I reluctantly turned around.

"Y-why are you crying?"

"Am I crying?"

Wipe your face indiscriminately, I'm crying? I actually cried, for the sake of the sunshine.

"My eyes suddenly went into the sand."

I casually covered it up.

Qingming fell silent and looked at me with a deeper and deeper gaze.

He knew - did I cry for him?

After a long time, Qingming got up and sighed, very light, very light, as light as snow. It stands to reason that I shouldn't have been able to hear from such a distance, but I did, not an auditory hallucination, and with a strong intuition, I was very sure.

The white hunting clothes are flying in the air, and the clear figure is slightly thin, standing in the cold wind, like an immortal who has walked independently for thousands of years, and like a hermit who smiles at the wind and clouds and does not eat fireworks.

Something seems to have blown over, what is it exactly?

Looking at the shirt fluttering in the wind, I really wanted to follow the wind step by step towards him, and my heart was sucked by him like a magnet. It turned out that it was the heart that fell on him with the wind.

"Let's go."

In a trance, Qingming walked past me, leaving a faint word.

Let's go......

"Where to go?"

I came back to my senses and turned to chase after Qingming's figure.

"Go to the Right Minister's Ping'an Mansion" Qingming looked back and winked at me, Chengzhu was in his chest and not mischievous, "Catch ghosts!" ”

"Ghost hunting? So how do you catch it? I won't, Qingming—"