He jerked back, his eyes disrupted.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this. He needed to calm down, turned around, and tried to get out of this courtyard where there were traces of Wen Changling everywhere.

Wen Changling was calling him: "Xie Xingxing." ”

Don't call him.

"Stars."

The Wen family's daughter will be tricked.

It turned out to be true.

All the actions behind him didn't seem to be under the control of his brain, Xie Shang turned back and walked in front of Wen Changling.

"Why are you crying?" Because of Yan Cong? Because of Ana?

Her eyelashes stirred, and tears rolled down: "It's the sand that gets into the eyes." ”

She's lying.

Xie Shang had seen the way she looked when the sand got into her eyes, but it wasn't like this.

"Xie Xingxing, you blow it for me."

Miss Wen sometimes likes to use a very straightforward tone, like a command.

Xie Shang squatted down and hugged Miss Wen.

"Don't cry."

People who want to make Miss Wen cry, in the end, coax her not to cry. Xie Shang felt like he was going crazy.

The man in his arms was quiet and obediently leaned on him. She sniffed, rubbed his clothes, wiped all her tears away, and didn't speak for a long time, because of the alcohol, she slowly fell asleep.

The person who smashed the boulder on the surface of the calm lake actually slept so peacefully, Xie Shang wanted to wake her up and asked her what Gu had happened. He held a motion until his body stiffened, and then he picked her up and sent her back to the room.

Her room was the same as her person, hard and hard, like a stone.

Xie Shang put her on the bed. The air conditioner in the room was covered with a cloth torn from an old sheet, apparently not turning on often. Xie Shang turned on the old-fashioned electric fan, the wings of the fan creaked and turned, and the room was obviously noisy, but it gave people an eerie silence.

Wen Changling changed his posture, bent himself into a caterpillar, and held it with both hands, his eyelashes were not dry, and they were stained with wet moisture.

Xie Shang looked at her, not knowing whether he was asking her, or asking himself: "If one day, I hurt you, do you cry like this?" ”

Isn't it a heart made of stone?

"Meow."

Huahua was lying at the door of the room, lazy, very comfortable.

"Meow."

It's noisy.

Xie Shang looked up: "Go out." ”

Huahua is very human, understands the joy and anger in the tone, and knows that the emotions of the "male host" are on the verge of collapse, so he immediately got up and escaped from the room to avoid being affected.

Because of drinking, Wen Changling rarely slept deeply this night.

Because of Wen Changling, Xie Shang's brain was going crazy soberly, and it was already early in the morning. He couldn't sleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, his thoughts became even more confused. He arose and lit incense for himself.

The perfumer should choose the incense according to the mood and mood of the person who tastes the incense.

What incense should I give myself? Xie Shang opened the cabinet, looked at the dazzling incense boxes, thought for a long time, and finally took the ebony box in the corner.

There is an incense table on the desk.

Xie Shang took out the incense burner from the cabinet next to him, spread incense ashes in the furnace, lit the incense charcoal, buried it in the furnace, carefully arranged the incense ashes with ashes, and then put mica sheets.

The ebony box contained only a small piece of agarwood, which he took with an incense clip, placed it on top of the mica sheet, and covered it with an incense burner. After a while, the smoke clouds slowly filled the room.

It has to smell for a long time, and it will be effective for a long time.

Xie Shang went to the bookcase to get the book, sat by the window, and turned the first page, for a long time, it was still on the first page. Today, I don't know what evil I have, and I can't read the book. He closed his eyes and recuperated.

Suddenly there was a voice in my ears, it was a girl's voice, soft, very crisp, like a sachet hitting a copper stove.

"I can talk."

"My name is Wen Changling."

“……”

"Xie Shang."

"You said the scenery here is beautiful, I'll take a look."

"By the way, I dyed my hair."

“……”

It was Wen Changling's voice.

It was Miss Wen who came to disturb his purity again.

"The loquat wine I brewed is ready to drink, do you want to taste it?"

"Are you a bad person too?"

"What's the worst thing you've ever done?"

"How far can you go if you fall in love with someone?"

"Can you betray your loved ones for her?"

“……”

Xie Shang didn't open his eyes, and slowly, an outline became clear, and it seemed to be right in front of him.

She always stood straight, thin, and didn't like to be pretty. She doesn't like to talk, but sometimes her voice resembles a Siren's singing. Always wearing glasses, she has eyes that are beautiful enough to bewitch people.

"Xie Shang."

"Be obedient."

"Keep your head down."

“……”

"I'll tell you a secret quietly."

"That night, I deliberately didn't lock the door and deliberately put trophies at the head of the bed."

"I had already planned the route so that I wouldn't be caught on camera."

"I got lost when I ran away."

“……”

"I won't give that kind of person a trick."

"I'm playing tricks on you."

"I've already tricked you, you should love me."

"Loving you, isn't that what you want?"

“……”

The book in his hand was held tighter and tighter, and Xie Shang wanted to open his eyes, but it was like a nightmare.

Did the ancients really do Gu? How did they all play Gu? What will happen to the person who is in the Gu? Can't move? In spite of oneself? Can't help yourself? Like a puppet, the magic sound rings in the ears and then loses all self-awareness, right?

"Xie Shang."

"Xie Shang."

“……”

Don't call him.

Don't call him anymore.

"I don't have anything else of value. This is all my savings, can I use the money to pawn one thing? ”

"I'm not going to pay for it. I'll be good to you. ”

"Don't you think I'm ruthless?"

"Xie Shang, I'm not a good person, you're out of sight."

“……”

Stop it.

Don't make any more noises, don't bewitch him anymore.

"Is Star your nickname?"

"Xie Xingxing."

"Why didn't you say yes?"

"Xie Xingxing, look, there's a brother of yours there, it's so flashy."

"Xie Xingxing."

"I called you, and you have to say yes."

"Xie Xingxing."

"Stars."

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of stars."

“……”

Xie Shang opened his eyes suddenly, and when his pupils were not fully focused, he saw Wen Changling's face, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, but all he touched was air.

There are many, many of her in front of me.

The book in his hand fell to the ground, and he went to pick it up and bowed his head.

"Xie Xingxing."

"Why don't you say yes?"

Xie Shang picked up the book and looked up.

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars."

"Xie Shang."

"Xie Shang."

Xie Shang's body seemed to be frozen, and the book fell to the ground again. It is Wen Changling who looks up, and Wen Changling who looks down, and his world is full of Wen Changling.

He looked at the incense burner, and the cigarette smoke lingered.

"Udara is rich in a kind of agarwood, called bee incense nanmu, the shape is very similar to a beehive, it smells very light, a bit like a gardenia, but after smelling for a long time, it will make people hallucinate and see everything you want to see. Therefore, it has another name, called Sun Sixiang. ”

Xie Shang ordered it, and it was a day of thought.

He Dongzhou once joked that bee incense nanmu should be called lover's incense.

Memories are not to make up the number of words, and it takes more time to sort out the previous chapters. But I think it's necessary to write intuitively - the world of stars is full of age.

Can you feel it? The stars are about to burst out, and the surging love.