Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Starry Night
The night in the canyon was slightly cool, with gusts of evening wind blowing on both sides, and the trees on the cliff side in the distance were also looming in the light of the bright moonlight.
Xu was because of the sound of rushing water from the river, and Shi Xin did not fall asleep.
This is the second night that Shi Xin has ushered in in this canyon after waking up, although he fell from a high altitude due to his impatience, fortunately he only had some external injuries, and did not hurt his muscles and bones. And after all, he is a cultivator, his body is strong, and after these two days of pranayama, the black qi on his right hand has been temporarily suppressed, and he can barely get out of bed and walk.
Seeing that he couldn't sleep at this time, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed slowly.
I saw him slowly walk to the door, gently pushed open the door of the hut, and the moonlight like water slowly sprinkled down and sprinkled on his body.
He took a deep breath of air, and his whole person looked much more energetic than yesterday.
Suddenly, in the darkness of the night, a slight snoring sounded in his ears.
He was slightly stunned, and then moved his gaze to the room next to him.
It was the room where the fisherman Brother Zhang slept with his son Ah Chuan, and after one or two days of getting along, Shi Xin had learned that Ah Chuan's mother had died early due to illness, leaving only Ah Chuan and his father to depend on each other. At this time, it must have been the father and son who had fallen asleep.
He smiled to himself, thinking that this time he was also thanks to the father and son, and he felt a burst of gratitude in his heart.
After a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the only river in the dark night that was still making the sound of rushing water, and then he was stunned.
In the distance, in the bright moonlight, there was a slender figure sitting on a stone by the river. The hem of her light dress had fallen to the ground at this time, stained with some stains, but she didn't seem to be aware of it.
I saw her right hand on her cheek, her clear and bright eyes looking at the night sky in the distance, and she was a little distracted.
What a beautiful face it was, even if it was a little haggard, but in the dark night, it still looked so moving.
The moonlight sprinkled softly on her body, hazy and clear. Her straight, jet-black hair was gently blown by the night wind, brushing over the hem of her dress and over her cheeks. Those eyes that seemed to be filled with poetry, just stared at the night sky. It seems to be talking to the sky, softly, and something.
This girl is always so beautiful, no matter where she is, no matter when she looks at it, she is still so beautiful.
Shi Xin held his breath, but in this dark night, the faint fragrance of the breeze from the girl's body still mercilessly penetrated into his nose and into his heart.
Since yesterday, he has felt that this Yang Zixian is a little strange. Yesterday, he didn't return and didn't say anything during the day, but now he rarely even said anything to himself, which made him very puzzled.
At first, he thought that the eldest lady blamed herself for causing her to be so down, but later, when the fisherman Brother Zhang arranged the room to rest, she took the initiative to ask to sleep in the firewood room with the worst environment. It was then that he realized that there was really something wrong with this woman.
Because of the arrival of the two of them, the fisherman Brother Zhang left the only two main rooms for him and Yang Zixian, and the last firewood room for himself and his son Ah Chuan.
But when Shi Xin saw such an arrangement, he didn't want to go, so he proposed to let him sleep in the firewood room. He has lived a hard life since he was a child, and he didn't feel anything wrong with sleeping in the firewood room for one or two nights.
It's just that in the end, he didn't expect Yang Zixian, who returned in the evening, to suddenly ask to sleep in that firewood room. He and the fisherman Brother Zhang were both stunned at that time, they were both dignified men, how could they let a weak woman sleep in the firewood room?
But Yang Zixian had a resolute attitude, and when she raised her eyebrows and stared, how could Shi Xin and the others dare to have any more objections, so they had to follow what she said, so in the end, this main room was still left to herself.
At that moment, he looked at Yang Zixian in a daze in the dark night, and his footsteps didn't know why, so he couldn't help but walk towards her.
When he got closer, Xu heard the movement behind him, Yang Zixian was stunned for a moment, and then slowly turned his head to look at him.
Her gaze was as soft as autumn water, a little, a drop, just like that, a little, a drop, just melted into his heart.
In fact, at the bottom of her deep eyes, there was a vague sense of gratitude, but Shi Xin didn't notice it at all at the moment.
He only knew that he was taken aback, and somehow a feeling in his heart that he didn't dare to look at this beautiful woman, and he only laughed and said, "You...... Why haven't you slept yet?"
Yang Zixian didn't answer his words, glanced at him, and said faintly after a while: "You came just in time, sit with me." ”
Shi Xin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't sit down immediately.
"The night sky is beautiful tonight. She looked at the sky quietly.
Shi Xin followed her gaze and looked at the night sky. Although there is some mist, the Milky Way above the sky is still so clear that it seems to be able to see the bottom at a glance.
There are stars dotted with stars, hanging all over the Milky Way, like the clear eyes of a girl, blinking and blinking, flickering and disappearing. They lined up, stretching from northwest to southeast, rushing towards the embrace of the bright moon in the distance.
In the distance, the edge of the starry sky has also been dyed a deep blue.
"Well, I haven't seen a starry sky like this in a long time. Shi Xin also sat down on the stone beside him.
It was quiet all around, only the water in the river not far away was still rumbling.
"Where's that camellia ring of yours?" Yang Zixian said suddenly as he looked at him.
Shi Xin was stunned and blurted out, "What?"
"Can you show me that crystal camellia ring again?"
Shi Xin reacted at this time, took out the crystal camellia ring from his arms, hesitated for a while, and finally handed it to Yang Zixian.
Yang Zixian took it gently, and the depths of her eyes seemed to be staring at the crystal ring in her hand with memories.
At this time, the camellia ring was on her green jade fingers, and under the soft light of the stars and moon, it also looked so delicate and beautiful, and it also looked so matched.
Shi Xin saw that she was a little distracted, as if she was extremely interested in her ring, so she asked, "You seem to like this ring very much?"
Yang Zixian didn't look up, but said lightly: "I just like it, are you willing to give it to me?"
Shi Xin was stunned, this ring was the last thing his parents left him, if his parents were still alive, this ring would definitely be the only thing to recognize his relatives in the future, and it was obviously not easy to give to others.
But he didn't know how at this time, he was a little reluctant in his heart or couldn't bear to refuse the request of the woman next to him, so he only swallowed: "In the future...... Well, I mean...... When I find my parents...... I'll give you this ring again. ”
Yang Zixian suddenly raised his head.
At this time, even in his eyes, he seemed to be a little gentle, and he stared at him with a smile.
Shi Xin was a little hairy in her heart when she saw it, so she quietly lowered her head,
Although he was already a bloody young man, he had cultivated on Tianqi Mountain since he was a child, and he had little contact with the opposite sex, and at this time, facing Yang Zixian's gaze, he was a little timid and shy in his heart, completely forgetting that he had made a promise abruptly just now.
People say that the promises made by the two sides and affectionately are often broken in the end, but those promises made inadvertently will be fulfilled one day.
Perhaps, fate, is so ridiculous.