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The journey was either slow or fast, but within a few days, we arrived at Shanzhou Wharf.The sky is like a pool of clear jade, and the clouds hide low like a group, hanging around the big white and red ship, the masts are upright, the canvas is blown by the wind, and the water is eaten up by the ship. Swinging, swaying and swaying is really beautiful.

When I got closer, I found that the ship was two stories high, like a huge monster, with iron stairs extending from the ship to the shore, and receiving all kinds of passengers like a long tongue.

Stepping on the milky white high-heeled shoes, the complexion of the insteps was set off extremely fair. The fingers wearing lace gloves supported the railing and knocked like playing the piano. Feijian revealed her shiny and slender legs.Passers-by were stupefied. The young man in a suit and leather shoes bumped into this young lady accidentally, and hurriedly reached out to support her. With a low "ah", she leaned her back against the railing, put her index finger on the brim of her hat and lifted it lightly. With a light lift, revealing an overly delicate face.The narrow lips are the gentle and reserved Chinese style, and the big eyes are the eager and eager Western youth, which fit extremely contradictoryly.

She didn't care much about being touched, she smiled, her wavy hair danced in the sun, and said loudly: "Eleven, go faster!"

Li Shiyi's brows were still furrowed because of Song Nineteen's bump, and the youngest Tu put the big and small packages on his head with his belly, and was very dissatisfied with A Yin: "It's attractive in the first place. It's fine if you don't plaster it, but you're still wearing this for her, aren't you heartless?"

A Yin let out a "bah", shaking her head and laughing: "What a beautiful body, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, who hangs around with you all day long, and doesn't have any decent clothes, tsk, waste of money, waste of money .”

"What are you licking? What are you hugging? What does it look like licking and hugging again?" The youngest Tu muttered, this Ah Yin himself was frivolous, but he dressed Song Nineteen like this, and his hair seemed to be pinched by tongs Yes, his mouth was red as if he wanted to eat people, but it also provoked bees and butterflies to pounce on him one basket after another.

His right shoulder felt cold, but it was Ah Chun who walked slowly to Li Shishi's side, and said softly, "She doesn't look like a ghost, nor like a human being. She has changed in just a few days. What is it?"

Since there is such a strange thing, the carriage was booked that day, but it was a mistake, and it was the right one.

Li Shishi looked at Song Nineteen's back, smiled lightly, and said silently, "Little monster."

After boarding the ship, Song Nineteen was very fresh. He dragged Ayin and leaned on the railing to look around. He was about to turn around to talk to Li Shishi, but he saw her standing at the end of the seat with Tu Laoyao, surrounded by A well-dressed man sat upright and blocked the way. Li Shishi whispered a few words, as if asking him to move the box under his feet and lay it across the aisle where the two sat.

Song Shijiu saw someone look at someone with the white of his eyes for the first time, as if the black eyeballs were useless, and the man's smile floated on his face: "This...Miss, I probably didn't see clearly, this It's upper class."

Li Shiyi frowned, and the youngest Tu blushed, and opened his mouth to argue: "We don't know if this is the upper class? You're talking nonsense, have you heard of the train compartment? Your grandpa, I'll take that." of!"

His voice was a bit loud, causing people on the left and right to cast dark glances. When he looked at everyone's attire, he felt even more shabby.

The man smiled and said: "It's not interesting, but I'm afraid that the two of you can't read and go the wrong way."

Tu Lao Yao's face was as red as a cooked shrimp, and his veins burst out of anger.Song Nineteen pulled A Yin over, frowning slightly, Li Shiyi glanced at her, and blocked her words.

"You fart!" Ah Yin's voice sounded immediately, she leaned back on the seat, and the fragrance rushed into her arms, "When my aunt was learning to read, you were still asking your mother for milk!"

There was a small roar of laughter, the man's face was a little uneasy, his expression froze, he looked up at A Yin again, and said with a smile: "I recognize this fragrance, it is commonly used in Bada Hutong."

A Yin sneered, hugged his arms and died, only to see Song Nineteen approaching with an angry face: "You let go..."

The rest of the words were hidden in a pair of soft hands, with a faint aroma of tobacco, she opened her pupils, and saw Li Shiyi, who was half a head taller than her, standing beside her, his right hand came from the side of her face, expressionless covered her mouth.

Seeing Song Nineteen startled, Li Shiyi tapped her chin with the pad of his ring finger to remind her to recover, and then withdrew his hand.Song Nineteen took a breath carefully, and said weakly, "You...you are talking nonsense."

The remaining three words were spoken very unconvincingly, as if she was the one who was talking nonsense, her face frightened without knowing why, with a steamed red color, and a heartbeat like a rabbit, crushing her one by one self-confidence.

She reached out to hold the back of the seat, feeling as if she had been drugged.

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Shiyi tilted his head slightly, looked at the man and said, "We are going over, please make way."

Her voice was extremely cold, and her face was neither humble nor overbearing. She said yes, but she did not give in, which made the man stunned.During the stalemate, Ah Chun, who was one step behind, hurried over, took a quick glance and guessed seven or eight points, handed the ticket to Li Shishi, and said slowly: "Go in."

The man glanced at the ivory buttons on Ah Chun's collar, then at Li Shishi, his black eyes finally returned to their place, he folded the newspaper with a smile, and leaned out of the way.

"Hey! Look at your grandpa, I can't read or write!" When Tu Lao Yao passed in front of him, he grinned at him and swayed a few words, until he took his seat, he grinned angrily.

Li Shishi didn't take it seriously, he took out a newspaper as usual, pursed his lips and looked down.

Song Nineteen looked at the bruised and purple rotten skin on her cheek, bit her lip twice, and whispered, "Why are you dressing up like this? You washed your face at night, I saw it, it looks great. "

Li Shiyi turned over a page of the newspaper, still buried his head, only raised his right hand, and lightly touched her lips with the cold back of his hand, signaling her not to say any more.

Song Nineteen gasped, covered his mouth with a hiss, and strangled his neck half an inch away from her, lost in all kinds of ways, finally regained some consciousness.

She looked at Li Shishi's hand flipping through the newspaper, and smiled cautiously with the corners of her mouth tucked away. For a moment, she felt that appearance was not important. Li Shishi's hand was the treasure. As soon as you hit the ground, it's like being in a boat, it's very solid and warm.

As soon as the water sloshed, it was night. The boat was not as comfortable as the ground. The swaying made people's brains ache, and the seats were so close together. In the middle of the night, Song Nineteen felt that he couldn't lift his legs.

She glanced left and right at the sleeping people with their heads tilted, and walked out of the cabin with her swollen radish-like calf, stepping lightly for fear of waking Li Shishi.

The deck is much more open, without the stuffy crowd in the cabin, the sea breeze is greasy and salty, and the face is wet, but the Lingtai is much clearer.Song Nineteen leaned back on the railing with both hands, raised his face and greeted the stars in the sky.

The ship swayed, and the vest was supported by a pair of hands. Song Nineteen turned around and saw A Yin with loose hair.A Yin laughed at her: "How old is a girl, and you still talk to God?"

Song Nineteen squinted his eyes and smiled, turned around and leaned against the railing, thought of something interesting, and said happily: "In a few days, I will be taller than you."

Ayin smiled, but frowned after a short while, and asked her: "You keep growing like this? Isn't that going to be old, ugly, and dead soon?"

When she asked a question, Song Nineteen's face paled by an inch. She seemed to have never thought about this question, and her heart suddenly swayed from side to side like a pendulum. After shaking it five or six times, she grabbed A Yin's hand, Ask her: "Then what should I do? I, I... In a few days, I will become an old woman?"

She was trembling, and she was about to cry out of fear. Li Shishi, who was in full bloom, and the old woman Song Shijiu, the "cousin" in her mouth, might become "cousin mother-in-law".

A Yin originally just wanted to scare her, but she really changed her face in a hurry, so she also frowned and began to think.After thinking for a while, he said: "You are neither a human nor a ghost, you must have some ability, I can't let you come to this world once, and the confusion will disappear. I guess, with your growth, you may be able to do it on your own." I'm in control."

"Really?" Song Nineteen was skeptical.

"In this way," Ayin flicked the silk and held the sable fur, "You recite silently before going to bed every day, I am as beautiful as a flower, and if you recite it a hundred and eighty times, maybe it will be effective?"

Song Nineteen looked at her eagerly, saw A Yin's serious face, and nodded after a long while.

Seeing Song Nineteen muttering a spell and returning to the cabin, Ah Yin withdrew his hand hesitantly.

If you lie to a little girl, will you be struck by lightning?

In the early morning of the second day, Li Shishi was sleeping with his forehead propped up, when he suddenly felt itchy and crispy on his waist, as if being poked with a stick.She opened her eyes sleepily, but she couldn't open them, so she squinted half of them again, bluffing her right eye, looking at Song Shijiu, who was a bit upbeat.

Song Nineteen raised his hand in front of her, turned it back and forth, and raised his eyebrows at her. Seeing that she didn't respond, he passed his hair over and brushed her eyelashes.

Li Shiyi grabbed the end of her hair, and asked her in a hoarse voice with a lazy nasal voice: "What are you doing?"

"I," Song Nineteen lowered his voice, as if he had been a thief all night, but his eyes were faintly shining, "I didn't grow."