In an ancient nursery rhyme that has been widely circulated in Wangque Zhou, it was mentioned that in the era when even the two emperors of Xuancang felt far away, there was a moon palace above the nine heavens, and there was a glazed well in the moon palace.

At this time, if the Moon Palace in the nursery rhyme is still there, and the fairy who is infatuated with red dust is still there, then the people in the moon only need to glance at this place to see a small branch window, there is a wall man and a layman.

The eyelids of the bright-eyed beauty drooped slightly, and the man with straight eyebrows and eyes hung his head and said nothing.

The moonlight is like water, the night is quiet, and the two people in front of the window are speechless for a while.

Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Rong, who was busy with his mouth down, narrowed a pair of fox eyes, and said softly: "Let's be a pair of good friends now, okay? Don't treat me as a little girl, I'm not a little ......."

Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly swallowed the food, and nodded: "Okay!

Su Xiaoxiao saw Zhao Rong's embarrassed appearance and smiled lightly.

Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the first time she has taken the initiative in front of him, and she has been bullied by him before, so it turns out that this bad guy is also afraid.

The little fox demon bit his pink lip lightly, and suddenly became self-absorbed for some things that manipulate the mentality of men, after all, she is a fox woman, even if she has no experience in love, but she is born with racial talent in this regard.

In fact, she didn't really know why she cared so much about the difference between the two, friends and relatives, and only had some hazy feelings in her heart, telling her that she must choose the former.

She has listened to the grandmother who has gone to Duyou City since she was a child, and she never pays attention to the man who took the initiative to approach her, and over the years, she has only taken the initiative to get close to two scholars.

One was the handsome scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam and stayed overnight in Poguan, but at that time, she took the initiative to show up with the idea of a romantic encounter, and before she could speak, she scared the other party and ran away.

The other is the scholar in front of him who is just mediocre in the aesthetics of the fox clan. Although the first time we met in the bookstore, I only felt that he was the same as other men who couldn't control their eyes, and her eyes were very annoying, and then on the boat, she felt that he took the initiative to provoke himself as a bad guy with bad intentions, and avoided him, not wanting to have a little intersection with him.

But.

That day, on the deck of the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry, when everyone was watching coldly, watching the excitement, and no one intervened, under the sword of the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Realm who made her feel terrible when she thought about it now, and made her often have nightmares, it was he—and he was the only one—who slowly walked out of the crowd, and his steps were staggering because of the swaying of the ferry from side to side and the pressure of the terrifying sword cultivator in the air, but he still stood in front of her in the same direction.

She knelt on the ground and tilted her head, a few tears hung on her cheeks, stunned to look at the thin and uncontrollable trembling back in front of her, his right hand holding the hilt of the sword, his fingertips were white, but the waist of a mortal was still straight, she knew that she was still likely to die, but there was an extra stupid scholar who had not cultivated to bury her, in exchange for a moment of rest, she felt very guilty, but she was very happy, she knew that she shouldn't be happy, but she just couldn't help it.

The weak back image in front of her, the warm sun of Qiantang Mountain at noon shattered the last trace of despair in her heart, and like a thick high wall, she blocked the tide of indifference from all directions.

Isn't it because she was the only person in the world who loved herself and was good to herself?

I like to read the novels of talented and beautiful women, and I took the initiative to break the view and "meet" a scholar in the middle of the night, isn't it because I want to meet a reliable man and exchange one heart for one heart?

It's just asking for a "being cared for".

After the ferry was rescued by him, she didn't have the idea of making a promise, because for her, the love she had never experienced should be a very solemn and serious thing, rather than giving it to others at will, as a gift in return, and give it casually.

How can you make others cherish what you don't cherish?

After getting off the boat, she "secretly" followed Zhao Rong, firstly, to try her best to repay the kindness, and secondly, she was a road idiot and didn't know the way to Duyoucheng at all.

Even if she came all the way and was bullied by the bad guy in front of her, she didn't feel so uncomfortable, at most, she would hate him a little when she was just bullied, but she would soon be angry, even if he didn't come to coax her, she would mumble stinky Zhao Rong after a while, and slowly forgive him in her heart.

Because she knew that the bad guy in front of her should be one of the only two people in this world who cared about her.

She thought that she and Zhao Rong would be like good friends, fighting all the way to Duyou City, but, for some reason, after mistakenly thinking that he and the man named Lin Wenruo had a special relationship beyond friendship a few days ago, she suddenly had a sense of frustration in her heart that someone had robbed her beloved, and some strange tastes that couldn't be explained, she suddenly panicked, didn't know what to do, subconsciously hid herself, and said words of blessing to them happily on the surface.

This is the first time she has hidden her emotions, and the expression on her face before is an accurate barometer, laughing when she is happy, crying when she is wronged, and she doesn't need any cover-up. This feeling of wearing a mask is very uncomfortable.

After that, although the misunderstanding was resolved, she was still afraid for a while, and she told herself that this was because she didn't want to lose her good friend, and if the other party had someone she liked, she wouldn't care about her as much as before.

So she hurried to pick fruits for her good friend, learn to make osmanthus cakes for him, catch fireflies in the flower forest, and wanted to please and please him, but she didn't expect that tonight, in the dark house, after hearing him say that he had always regarded her as his sister, the strange taste and empty feeling came together again.

You stinky Zhao Rong, you said that you would be good friends who fight together, how can you do your best to make some weird moths for me, you really don't let me worry, can't you be as good as me? Treat good friends wholeheartedly......

Zhao Rong didn't expect that the little fox demon in the moonlight was thinking so much, seeing that she stared at her face in a daze and didn't speak, Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, seeing that she didn't react, he muttered in his mouth, and his hand covered her white forehead again.

"You, what are you doing?" said a weak voice.

Zhao Rong withdrew his hand, looked at her resentful gaze, and did not feel embarrassed, and said confidently: "Why are you crazy again? How many times have I said it, the face of this son, don't look at your little girl's family, you will not be able to bear it." ”

Su Xiaoxiao didn't answer, she raised her hands, put them together, and stretched out to the window, the moonlight was like water, she seemed to hold a handful of moonlight, tilted her head and looked carefully.

"Zhao Rong, have you missed any important people or important things?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the moonlight in her hand, raised her head to look at Mingyue, squinted, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Yes." ”

Su Xiao looked up curiously.

"It was a long, long time ago, at that time, I and a few classmates, well, classmates, went to climb the mountain together, halfway through, she suddenly squatted on the ground, took my hand, and said that she was tired and asked me to carry her, I thought she was joking, because we were just friends who loved to talk and fight, so I took her hand and asked her to get up quickly, but she just didn't get up, looked up at me expectantly, I was a little ignorant at that time, but I was still young, where do I know what to do in this situation, and the classmates around me are watching ......"

"And then?" she asked.

"Later, later...... I ran, left her, and ran down the hill desperately. ”

"And then?" she said, biting her lip.

"And then, no more, she transferred and left. ”

"If you were given another chance, would you squat down and carry her?" she stared at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked up at Mingyue, "No." ”

"Why. ”

"I couldn't give her any promises at that time. ”

Su Xiaoxiao said softly: "Zhao Rong, you are really a bastard. ”

Zhao Rong paused, retracted his gaze, looked down at the little fox demon bathed in the moonlight, tilted his head and put his face on the back of one hand, and looked at his little fox demon calmly.

The woman in front of her has eyes like horizontal waves, her breath like Hunan smoke, her face like white jade, her people like the moon, and the moon like people.