The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Meng Chongguang was silent, and Tao Xian, who was drenched all over, followed him silently.

The words on the bark were blurred by the water on his fingertips, like fresh tears.But the blood has been stale, and it has completely soaked into the wood, and the corners and corners that are stained do not affect the integrity of the writing.

Meng Chongguang read the letter over and over again, and then raised his head, his eyes were like pebbles at the bottom of the river that had been polished and washed brightly, except for a puddle of water on the top, there was no emotion at all: " ……you?"

Tao Xian said quietly: "Me."

Be concise and clear without ambiguity.

Meng Chongguang was obedient and docile in front of Xu Xingzhi, but once he left Xu Xingzhi, he unscrupulously showed his sharp minions: "Since you took them all away, what are you doing for me?"

What is written on it is by no means a trivial matter, a thin piece of paper is entrusted with a family and life, in Meng Chongguang's view, Tao Xian has no reason to return it.

Therefore, Meng Chongguang reasonably doubted: "Have you ever deleted it?"

The delicate and pale man was stunned for a moment, and some blush immediately appeared on his face, but soon this blush was defeated by his weak body, and he returned to a sickly pale gray color.

Tao Xian explained with clumsy gestures: "I can read a little, but I can't write very well."

Meng Chongguang's heart and eyes are very small, and there is only room for Xu Xingzhi. Naturally, he doesn't recognize Wen Xuechen's handwriting, but after living together for 13 years, he at least knows that Tao Xian really can't write.

When he first entered the Wilderness, he cautiously and shyly approached everyone and asked them how to write their respective names.Lu Yujiu patiently wrote one by one in the mud for him to read, and he followed for a long time.Everyone didn't know why he learned this. It wasn't until later that Meng Chongguang and Qu Chi's inner clothes that were drying outside were confused, and Tao Xian turned up the collar to reveal the small "Meng" and "Qu". Bright body.

——Every time he embroidered clothes for everyone, in order to distinguish them, he would carefully embroider everyone's name inside the collar.

After so many years, he probably only learned to write the names of the wild people. As for Tao Xian himself, the clothes without names belong to him.

In order to save a few strokes of needlework, Tao Xian insisted on not learning how to write his own name.

After thinking this through, Meng Chongguang was still a little suspicious, he held the letter between his fingers, waved it in front of Tao Xian, looked him in the eyes and said, "If you refuse to hand it in, who knows about it. "

"I know." Probably Tao Xian didn't stutter too much after thinking about what he wanted to say and what should be said a thousand times in his mind in the past few days, "Everyone in the playbook said 'repay with kindness'. When I was in Dawu Mountain, Senior Brother Xu helped me find my elder brother’s bones; when the tiger leaped over the stream, I was on the verge of life and death, and Senior Brother Xu has been protecting me. I know the kindness, but I don’t know how to repay it. I think, now it’s time It's time."

Tao Xian took a long breath, and when he spoke again, he lost his composure and stuttered heavily: "Furthermore, Senior Brother Xu is more useful than me: since you want to go back, you must compete with the Demon Dao when you go outside. .Senior Brother Xu, if he loses an arm, it's a bad thing; if he loses me, it won't make any difference."

He is proficient in despising himself, and he also knows that only Meng Chongguang can hear his self-deprecation among all people.

After all, in the balance in his heart, Xu Xingzhi will always win no matter what chips are placed.

However, slightly to his surprise, Meng Chongguang just looked at him without saying a word.

Saying so many words exhausted all of Tao Xian's courage, so he timidly stared at Meng Chongguang for a long time, the rain and sweat were mixed together and evaporated by the heat, leaving Tao Xian's skin taut. .

With a tight face, he tentatively said: "Senior Brother Meng, can you allow me another two days...I think, I want to finish the little gown for Senior Brother Qu." Even if Senior Brother Qu won't wear it when he goes out in the future, he I have to finish it, or I will feel uncomfortable.Done, is to give yourself an explanation.

Meng Chongguang seemed to be relieved, and replied: "Then let's talk about it in two days."

Tao Xian also heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that Meng Chongguang had accepted the letter, he felt relieved, took his little basket, and went out the door as if floating.

As soon as Tao Xian left, Meng Chongguang was so worried that he wished he could roll all over the bed.

If what Wen Xuechen said is true, the book of the world is divided into two, only on the senior brother and Tao Xian, once the senior brother knows this, he will definitely hurt himself, this is something Meng Chongguang would rather die than want to see.

According to Meng Chongguang's temperament, Tao Xian should be killed immediately. Once the matter is done, the senior brother will not have any chance to react.

However, Meng Chongguang still remembers how serious the consequences were when he made his own claims without telling his senior brother last time.

He was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to afford it.

Meng Chongguang had a headache thinking about it, so he simply rubbed against Xu Xingzhi's arms with frowning eyes, and acted coquettishly like a puppy to vent his anger, and soon woke up Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi rubbed his eyes and looked around: "Xiao Tao is gone?"

Meng Chongguang answered vaguely: "Well, let's go."

He tucked the letter very tightly, as cautiously as if he was holding his brother's arms and legs.

Xu Xingzhi rubbed his long messy hair, and just wanted to get up, he called out: "Hey, hey, my hair, my hair."

His loose hair was too long, and it was pressed under his elbows. This action hurt himself, angrily and funny, he leaned on Meng Zhongguang's knee again, and pulled out the messy hair from under his elbows little by little.

With a thought in his mind, Meng Zhongguang said with a little expectation: "Brother, your hair has grown, let me cut it for you."

Perhaps it was because of the alternation of cold and heat, Tao Xian fell ill shortly after returning, and with the rain falling like clouds and smoke, he remained drowsy until the end of the rainy season.

Meng Chongguang, who had cut Xu Xingzhi's hair and was disappointed to find that there were no fragments left, hoped that Tao Xian would die of illness with great kindness, so that both himself and him could be relieved.

However, people's wish was not fulfilled, and under Qu Chi's careful care, he was getting better day by day.

After Tao Xian got better, his smiling face became more. He often dragged Qu Chi to chat in the room, and rarely cared about himself, so he pestered Qu Chi to teach him to write his own name.

Qu Chi wrote the word "Peach Immortal" in an upright manner, and Tao Xian recognized the two characters, and laughed so hard that he couldn't help but laugh: "Senior Brother Qu, you lied to me."

Qu Chi was very serious: "It's Taoxian, my little Taoxian who can make clothes."

After speaking, he hugged Tao Xian.

After seeing him cry in the rain last time, Qu Chi felt a little sick.He always felt that when Tao Xian smiled, the corners of his lips were raised, but the circles of his eyes were always red.

Qu Chi didn't understand why, but he could probably heal anything with a hug.

He used his own arms as medicine and healed Tao Xian for a long time. When he looked down again, he found that Tao Xian was indeed smiling, his eyes were not red, and he was not crying. Deceive him again, hold his hand, and write down the word "Tao Xian" devoutly.

He wrote it three times, and Tao Xian read it three times with his head tilted.

At the end, he laughed: "Ah, these two characters look really nice."

After Tao Xian recovered from his illness, he became busy again.

He made kits and lucky bags for everyone.Every year he would regularly make such a batch of gadgets, so no one except Meng Chongguang noticed anything unusual.

The small word "Fu" on the exquisite lucky bag is full of infinite wishes, and the needlework is exquisite, and there is no trace of the shadow of death casting a shadow on him.

Taking advantage of his cold sewing hands, Tao Xian came to Xu Xingzhi's room to warm up twice.

Xu Xingzhi shook his fan to watch him do handicrafts. One time he got a little interested and embroidered with Tao Xian for half an hour. Unfortunately, he is not a quiet person. He put down his needle and thread as soon as he embroidered a side, and ran away. Talk to Zhou Beinan who had returned to the pagoda a few days ago and Lu Yujiu.

When Meng Chongguang was about to follow him away, Tao Xian stopped him: "I can, can I take a look."

After saying this nonsensical sentence, he smiled very confidently, and patched up his own words: "Others, other fragments."

Meng Chongguang has been very disturbed by this matter in recent days. He knows that he has given the kit to him. Without his own spiritual power, he will never be able to open the kit. It cannot be burned, and he can get it back after losing it , took out the kit from his bosom, and casually threw it to Tao Xian.

When he came back, Tao Xian was still sitting in front of the firepit. The fourth shard was holding the other three lightly shining kits in a daze, as if he was chatting with them.

Meng Chongguang stretched out his sleeves and took the kit back silently.

Tao Xian asked softly, "Brother Meng, when did you..."

Xu Xingzhi followed into the door, so the two of them shut up together, while Tao Xian held his small sewing basket and continued to sew his lucky bag.

There are already five or six lucky bags lying chubby in his basket, like chickens eating their heads.

However, both Tao Xian and Meng Chongguang knew that there was no need for them to go to the headless sea. Once the rainy season was over, Xu Xingzhi and the others would have to leave in a hurry. At that time, were they going to hide it or not?

One morning, when the rain stopped and the clouds stopped, and the sky and the earth were clean, Zhou Beinan went to Meng Chongguang's room early in the morning, and asked if he would leave today. Xu Xingzhi was rinsing his mouth with filtered green salt, and before he had time to express his opinion, Meng Chongguang Then he started to chase people away: "Go out, and come in after the senior brother has finished washing."

Zhou Beinan made fun of it, and plunged into the door panel with great strength, trying to knock a big hole out of the door panel.

However, he still fell to the other side of the door without making a sound, just in time to see Tao Xian coming out of Qu Chi's room.

He should have washed his hair last night, and the tips of his hair fell down smoothly, and his hair, which was not dry or dry, looked like a woman's hair, and half of the dirt on his clean and delicate face was gone.

In the past few days, he was uncharacteristically, always wearing the red dress of Danyang Peak that he had treasured for many years. Zhou Beinan looked at it awkwardly at first, and couldn't tell what was wrong, but today when he came out brightly, Zhou Beinan suddenly figured it out.

——Tao Xian is getting old.

Tao Xian had never practiced, so the years treated him very harshly. As he got older, the young man who was only sixteen when he went up the mountain also had thin eye lines and white hair, which became more and more obvious under the red clothes.

Zhou Beinan greeted him, "Xiao Tao, where are you going?"

Tao Xian smiled, holding a small empty bucket: "I was in the room telling Senior Brother Qu Yunpian Cake and candied fragrant fruit, but what he wanted most was candied haws. Now Senior Brother Qu is taking a bath, I'm going to the river Bring some mud and make candied haws for him."

Zhou Beinanjiao was holding a gun, and on the tip of the steel-made spear was hanging the birthday present that Xu Xingzhi gave him in the early years, and the lucky bag just embroidered by Tao Xian, one new and the other old, forming an interesting contrast: "You don't have to be so smooth!" Waiting for him. When we return to the present world, I will buy him a whole stack, so that he will never want to eat it in his life."

Tao Xian smiled heartbroken: "Yes."

Leaving this nonsensical "hmm" in response to what he said, Tao Xian continued to walk outside.

Something was wrong with Meng Chongguang, Xu Xingzhi had already seen the clues, but since he asked him, he didn't say anything, Xu Xingzhi couldn't grab his neck and force him to tell the truth.

Fortunately, Meng Chongguang didn't seem to be planning to grit his teeth, just looking at his hesitant appearance, Xu Xingzhi knew that he would speak sooner or later.

Thinking in this way, he went out to fetch the fruit, and happened to see Tao Xian squatting by the river digging mud, delicate and graceful, like a malnourished little flower.

He smiled, picked four fruits and went back to the room. As soon as he entered the door, Meng Chongguang forced him to sit down on the bed.

Xu Xingzhi knew in his heart that he was going to say something, pretended not to know, and said with a slight smile: "Why, do you have something to say?"

After some hesitation, Meng Chongguang unfolded his sleeves and handed over Wen Xuechen's letter: "...Brother, please read this."

The author has something to say: Guangmei: Brain pain.