Chapter 178: Morning Thoughts
To his surprise, after being separated for so long, he thought that all feelings would be slowly forgotten over time.
Only this thought took root and sprouted in his parched heart, breaking through the fog and spreading to every inch of his heart.
He no longer simply loved her.
She is a woman, a woman who makes him dream and soul away.
He planned to wait for Dali's matter to be over and everything was settled, and then go to her.
Clinker, the two met again.
After a long absence, he wants to get along and work together like before.
But every time she approached, his heart would beat wildly, and he would be so nervous that he couldn't control himself.
The dignified Lord of the Cangshen Sect, in terms of affairs, is completely a kid who has just opened his love, and while he is nervous, he also hopes to get closer.
What does it mean to go one step further?
Remembering the previous dream, and seeing the people close at hand, lust is like a beast that opens a box, opening its teeth and claws, trying to tear her into her abdomen.
He has always had no desires and no desires, but he can't restrain the desires in his heart.
He made up his mind and kept his distance. As the saying goes, distance produces beauty, and he has to maintain the little face he has left.
But then he found out that although the 100,000 young men in the camp were all good and bad, they were all good-looking.
For example, Dong Qingxian, such as Bai Zhi, even if he is a public loser, he is also handsome.
Shen Yanchu had a good relationship with them, but when they met again, they felt very eyesore.
In addition, Liu Ruyan is a scout, and he happens to be idle in the past two days, going up the mountain to pick fruits with these boys, going into the water to fish, and mingling all day long.
It's really an eyesore!
After some careful consideration, he found a reason to ask her to pick the soap horn.
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"Hey, don't you see a soaphorn tree in front of you?" Liu Ruyan asked lying on his back.
Shen Yanchu's cold eyes were slightly raised, and on the other side of the stream, a huge tree with lush foliage stood in the wind.
In the thick shade, the saponaria fruit hangs from the branches.
"See, I'll go over here."
When he came to stand under the tree, Liu Ruyan carried a bamboo basket on his back and climbed up the tree, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the vicinity of the branches.
She glanced at him and asked, "Do you like to cook?" Or is it green? Or do you prefer this half-baked? β
Shen Yanchu opened his mouth and said, "I like you......"
"The ...... at hand"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The word "like" was gently spit out, but it lingered in my ears for a long time.
He glanced at the girl in the tree, and saw that she had a frank expression, and did not realize anything wrong.
"I've got this on hand." Liu Ruyan took off the soap corner, "It turns out that you like this kind of half-baked." β
Shen Yanchu rolled his eyes, "It's just a bathing thing, why don't you like it or not." β
"Yes, yesβ" she replied casually, oblivious to the awkward man alone.
Liu Ruyan took off a lot of soaphorns again.
Take it back and process it a little, and then you can make soaphorn water for bathing, which is suitable for rough men like them who roll in the trenches.
Seeing that the bamboo basket was almost full, Liu Ruyan jumped down the tree and raised her eyes to look at the sunset on the horizon.
"Are you hungry?" She kindly asked.
Shen Yanchu looked at her little eyes and secretly laughed, so he followed her words and said, "I'll go hunt a pheasant nearby." β
"Okay." She nodded.
In fact, she doesn't have a heavy appetite, but blames the food in the camp for being less oil and light in taste, and often remembers the scene of the stove in the wild.
She misses it so much!
"You gather some firewood, and I'll go back." After Shen Yanchu finished speaking, he walked away.
Liu Ruyan put the bamboo basket on her shoulder on the ground, and went to the forest to pick and choose, found branches and blades of grass, and skillfully lit them with a lighter.
That's right, it's the lighter.
In addition to climbing ropes, knives and other items, Yexun's favorite gift bag for her recently is a lighter and a flashlight.
It is said that this flashlight is charged with solar energy, and Ye Xun said a lot of crooked words, and she couldn't understand it.
But, as long as it's easy to use.
The sky was getting dark, and the campfire burned silently.
She remembered the dream she had entered when she taught him to swim in the water, and Liu Ruyan couldn't help but twist her eyebrows and take out a black jade from her arms.
The jade color is as black as ink, carved with the eyes of ancient beasts.
This jade pendant is very precious to him, and its value is not just an ornament.
Thinking of this, she planned to return the goods to their original owners.
There was a sound of broken footsteps behind him, and Shen Yanchu stepped on the grass and sat down opposite her.
He sank the pheasant into boiling hot water, rolled it over, stripped all its hairiness, and roasted it over a campfire.
While waiting, Liu Ruyan handed him back the jade pendant.
When Shen Yanchu saw Moyu, his pupils shrank suddenly.
There were too many people who sacrificed for him back then, and behind a jade pendant, there were dry bones.
"You wear it." He spoke indifferently.
Liu Ruyan was puzzled, "Can ...... This is your identity jade pendant. β
Shen Yanchu shook his head, "This thing is just a thought for me, and keeping it will only increase sadness." β
She was stunned.
At that time, he was still young, and it was the first time he came to the Central Plains, and only by virtue of his identity jade pendant could he sit on the throne of the lord.
After so many years, even if he didn't have a jade, the disciples still respected him.
"I'll keep it for you, and when I want it, I'll return it." She said.
"Okay."
The fire crackled.
"That's right." Liu Ruyan spoke up again, looking into his eyes, "The year is coming, how many past events can you remember now?" β
Bai Zhi once said that his illness would take a year to recuperate, and it was now mid-autumn.
Shen Yanchu's face was hidden behind the firelight, "I vaguely remember the fifteen-year-old scene, and after that, I still have no impression." β
"Soβ" she murmured.
If the Adversary remembers all the past, remembers the old grievances between him and her, I don't know, will he talk to her like tonight?
"Yan Chuβ" She opened her mouth, but stopped talking.
Shen Yanchu sat opposite and cut off the cooked meat with a knife, so he didn't see the concern in her eyes.
He handed her a piece of the fattest meat on the pheasant, and said softly, "It's okay to eat, be careful of burning your mouth." β
"Oh, good."
So the words buried in her heart, she didn't say it after all.
Shen Yanchu, the world is very beautiful, don't give up yourself for the ruthless Tao, okay?
The pheasant is fat but not greasy, and the meat is tender and delicious.
Liu Ruyan buried her head in eating for a while, and once again sighed about the virtuousness of others.
Not only does he grill the meat to a crispy finish, but he also stuffs the belly with spices such as fennel, star anise and peppercorns, so that the flavor is particularly strong.
"Where did you get the spices?" She asked.
If memory serves, they have long since run out of spices they have brought with them.
"Someone else sent it." Shen Yanchu said.
"Sent?" She gave him a serious look, "Who sent it?" β
"A gang leader." His face was calm.
Gang leader?
She couldn't remember which of his men he was familiar with.
"Wasn't it robbed?"
"Mouthless." Shen Yanchu was so helpless by her that he stretched out his fingertips against her eyebrows, "I bought it from the head soldier, and it was only a matter of a few pennies." β
She suddenly remembered, "What about the carriage last time?" β
Shen Yanchu frowned, "It's you who exchanged gold leaves, what are you thinking about all day long, who are you and me?" β
There are a few divergent meanings in these words, and when they say it, they feel that it is inappropriate.