I am the Peach Blossom Demon

The next day, Xing Xiuzhu woke up very early.It was still dark, and the window was foggy gray.

Xia Zhuo slept soundly, his face was flushed, his legs were resting on Xing Xiuzhu's body, and his arms were also crossed. The whole person was like a koala, hugging Xing Xiuzhu tightly.It was rare for Xing Xiuzhu to slap his restless hands away, and he didn't intend to get up at all, but just lay silently on the bed, with one hand resting on the back of his neck.

In the blink of an eye, a faint light shone through the gap in the curtains and shone into Xing Xiuzhu's eyes.

Its daybreak.

For the first time, Xing Xiuzhu felt that the dawn was too early, and he was not ready yet.He closed his eyes, trying to block the light with his thin eyelids, but to no avail.

Xing Xiuzhu sighed, didn't think about it anymore, and got up from the bed.

Xia Zhuo's half body was still pressing on him, when Xing Xiuzhu moved, Xia Zhuo hummed, frowned, very dissatisfied with his big pillow and ran away like this, the expression on Xing Xiuzhu's face softened instantly, and he stretched out his hand to stuff it Bought him a pillow.

Only then was Xia Zhuo satisfied, turned over and pressed the pillow under his body.

Xia Zhuo sleeps till the sun rises and sweats profusely, so he reluctantly opens his eyelids.

The hot and strong sunlight came in, almost blinding Xia Zhuo's eyes.

Xia Zhuo was startled, and sat up from the bed "teng".

Who is he, where is he, why has he been asleep for so long?

Xia Zhuo blinked his eyes and stared for a long time before realizing where he was now.There is no way, I have slept for too long, and my brain starts too slowly.

Xia Zhuo came back to his senses, the first feeling was unbelievable.

Judging from the viciousness of the sun, it was eleven or twelve o'clock at least, but Xing Xiuzhu didn't call him? ? ?

Is it raining red or is the sun coming out from the west?

Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

Xia Zhuo thought about it more and more, and even imagined an annual drama, quickly changed his clothes and jumped out of bed, stepped on his slippers and ran out of the room, almost slipped and fell, when he saw Xing Xiuzhu's handsome figure standing in the kitchen.

Xing Xiuzhu's back was facing, and was covered by translucent frosted glass. Xia Zhuo approached, only to see the exquisite casserole, and all kinds of pots and pans beside it.

What Xing Xiuzhu made was the Buddha Jumping Wall that Xia Zhuo had been clamoring for for a long time.

Xia Zhuo has a special liking for this human delicacy with strange names, but the steps of making this dish are too cumbersome and cannot be solved in an hour or two. Xing Xiuzhu didn't soften his heart.

Xia Zhuo even rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken.

He touched his forehead, no fever.

That means Xing Xiuzhu has a fever.

Xing Xiuzhu wore an unusual apron, and his temperament softened. He glanced at Xia Zhuo standing beside him, and frowned: "Don't stand here, it's in the way."

Xia Zhuo suddenly came back to his senses, tentatively, and asked cautiously: "You...why did you do this suddenly? It's so troublesome."

Xing Xiuzhu said concisely: "I want to eat."

The tone was cold, shattering all the small expectations in Xia Zhuo's heart.

Xia Zhuo actually didn't dare to think about what he was expecting.

Do you expect Xing Xiuzhu to tell him that he is not willing to let him go, or ask him if he can stay.

The night Xia Zhuo got up, the production of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall was nearing completion.Xing Xiuzhu turned off the fire and stuffed it with the lid for a while, then the dish was done.

Xia Zhuo helped bring the casserole to the table, and Xing Xiuzhu also cooked some other dishes, all of which were Xia Zhuo's favorites.

The two sat on the dining table facing each other, silent, the atmosphere suddenly froze, and neither of them moved their chopsticks first.

Xia Zhuo was a little embarrassed, pinching his earlobe unconsciously, his eyes were erratic: "You, why didn't you go to work today?"

"rest."

……

"Then...why didn't you call me this morning?"

"forget."

……

"How long have you been doing Buddha Jumping Over the Wall?"

"Not long."

……

"I……"

Xia Zhuo talked to me for a long time, but didn't think of other topics, and was a little embarrassed for a while.Xing Xiuzhu silently lowered his eyes: "Don't talk while eating."

Xia Zhuo curled his lips, didn't say anything, and obediently picked up the chopsticks.

The Buddha jumping wall is soft and rotten, the freshness of chicken legs, the smell of pig's trotters, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, all burst in Xia Zhuo's mouth.

All tastes.

Xia Zhuo suddenly wanted to cry.

With tears in his eyes, Xia Zhuo lowered his head subconsciously, not wanting Xing Xiuzhu to see it.

"Xing Xiuzhu..."

His lips moved and his voice trembled, "I'm leaving."

"Ah."

Xing Xiuzhu responded in a low voice, no emotion could be heard in his voice, but his bony hands were clasped tightly on the chopsticks, and his fingertips were white and trembling due to excessive force.

He wanted to say a few more words, but he seemed to be speechless again, and could only say "um", the simplest word that can be uttered without opening his mouth.

"Clap."

Xia Zhuo's tears dripped on the table.

As if at the right moment, a dazzling white light flashed, and a person appeared in Xing Xiuzhu's home.

It was an old man with grizzled hair, his gray beard was almost dragging to the ground, he stroked his long beard, and moved his nose.

"It smells so good!"

It's the aroma of food, everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom, and the peach blossom demon smells it so much that he wants to eat a catty!

Xia Zhuo reacted and jumped to the old man's side: "Grandpa patriarch!"

The patriarch coughed twice, barely swallowed back the saliva that was about to fall, and stared at Xia Zhuo: "Xia Zhuo, you are too shameful!"

He blew his beard and stared, counting Xia Zhuo's "crimes" one by one: "It's fine to run away from home, but to come to a human's home, revealing his identity, and using his power indiscriminately in front of human beings!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tapped Xia Zhuo's head: "Do you think you don't live long enough???"

Xia Zhuo covered his head, tears were about to fall from the pain.Compared with Xing Xiuzhu's pampering, the patriarch knocked on it, and there was really only pain left.

"I'm not I didn't!"

"Where are you not and where are you!"

The patriarch gave him a hard look: "Don't argue with me, hurry back with me!"

Xia Zhuo curled his lips in grievance, and the patriarch suddenly remembered that there was another person in front of him. He looked at Xing Xiuzhu, who was still sitting by the dining table, and returned to his majestic appearance, and bowed to him: "The children at home are not sensible. Trouble."

"It's ok."

Xing Xiuzhu nodded lightly, stood up from the table, and walked to Xia Zhuo's side.

"move."

Before he regrets it.

In a word, for some reason, it hit Xia Zhuo's crying point, he was urged to leave too many times by Xing Xiuzhu.

Xia Zhuo took two steps forward and hugged Xing Xiuzhu's waist directly, as if venting, he cried loudly: "Woooooooooooooooo! I don't want to go! Wooooo!"

Xing Xiuzhu's fingers were stiff, trying to wrap around Xia Zhuo, but in the end he just put it down straight.

He frowned, with a bit of disgust in his tone: "Your tears are all on my hands."

When it was over, Xia Zhuo was startled, and immediately stopped crying, even choking back his sobs.

His glorious and beautiful image is gone!

"Silly boy, let's go."

The patriarch touched Xia Zhuo's head, "You have troubled him enough, it's time to say goodbye."

"Oh no."

Xia Zhuo wiped away the tears, but his eyes were still red.

"...bye, bye."

He said.

His heart was beating a drum.

Can we really see you again?

Xing Xiuzhu's voice came after a while: "Goodbye."

The patriarch thanked Xing Xiuzhu again, closed his eyes and activated the spell.

One second before the two disappeared, an urgent voice suddenly came: "It's over, I forgot to ask! What was that just now! It's so fragrant!!!"

Xing Xiuzhu: "..."

A flash of white light flashed, and they disappeared completely from before Xing Xiuzhu.The dishes on the table were still warm, but the surroundings became quiet.

Quietly, as if nothing happened.

Xing Xiuzhu looked at the place Xia Zhuo showed for a long while.

Lowering her head, her thin lips stick to the back of her hand, kissing the place where Xia Zhuo's tears dripped down.