Mad Dog Meiqi

The snow in late winter and early spring is wet and soft, full of fresh and bitter fragrance.Thick snow had accumulated on the evergreen broad-leaved trees, and two drops of icy water dripped from the lower branches abruptly.

An old man with thinning hair and wearing cotton clothes and trousers was standing under a tree, staring blankly at the kite stuck in the snow.Several passing students advised him to rest in the teaching building and leave the broken kite alone; girls couldn’t reach it, and boys wouldn’t climb trees in this weather, so they discussed it and decided to buy a new kite for the old man. of.

The old man shook his head, insisting on the broken kite.

Ming Qi happened to be strolling around here, and when he saw this, he flew up the tree handsomely, took down the kite, repaired it, handed it over, and said, "Little... old man, why did you come to fly a kite at someone's school in such cold weather?" gone?"

The old man thanked him, but he didn't answer with a smile, and said, "You young people are really humble. You wear Gaxidian in the cold weather, and you really think you are a god? From now on, your legs and feet..."

Tomorrow Qi was very confused, straightened his windbreaker, and said: "Old man, I just flew up!"

Anping saw him at this time, called "Uncle Chen" from a distance, trotted over, greeted Ming Qi coldly, and smiled at the old man: "Grandpa Chen, it's cloudy today, it may snow Lah. I just finished class too, so let’s take you back.”

The old man said angrily: "There is no one at home, so I won't go back."

Anping felt that he was pricking his heart.But he still pointed to Tian Qi, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't we send you back together? If there is no one at home, you should cherish your own health. This guy has rough skin and thick flesh, but you are not young."

"Hey boy, why do you talk like that!" The old man got angry for a moment, and then said dejectedly, "Okay, go home, go home."

Tomorrow Qi somehow followed Anping to send the old man home.On the way, Anping told him that the old man was a widower, his only daughter was guarding Bahuang town all the year round, and he was the only one in the family.When I get old, I don't want to go to a nursing home, so I like to stay at home.Uncle Chen is also a retired employee of their school, and they will organize to visit him during the holidays.In the past two years, the old man's mind has become more and more depressed, and Anping and the others will pay more attention to it and care about the old man.

Walking on the road, Anping also enthusiastically asked the old man if the water pipes in the bathroom were still leaking.The old man was still a little angry, so Anping said that he also went to school alone and wanted to use the old man's stove to cook a meal, so the old man was happier, and Ming Qi somehow accompanied the old man to have dinner.

Anping has been a hard worker all his life, so he asked Ming Qi to help wash the dishes, and he cleaned up the old man's house by himself, and also dredged the pipes in the bathroom.The two demigods finished digging out the sewer, said goodbye to the old man with a smile, and then left the community.

The two 1.9-meter tall men were somewhat conspicuous on Hangcheng Street, and they turned on the stealth mode by coincidence as they walked.They walked forward one after the other, and finally turned back to the school.

The school has just started, but there are a lot of people missing. They are all qualified and joined the official to cultivate immortals after negotiation.Anping's three former roommates are very qualified. They were supposed to be sent to Yanjing's Xiaolongmai to be trained, but they were cut off by the Mei family. Now they are doing very well.But the three of them were very cowardly, they didn't show loyalty, and they refused to ask him about Elder Qi's affairs.

After listening to the complaint, Mingming Qi was happy: "That's no nonsense. They are Mei Wenhua's apprentices, and they are still in the same generation as you. Hey, should you call me? Hey, master is not right..."

An Ping did not change his expression: "Master."

"Hey, good boy." Tomorrow Qi accepted it calmly, "Why did you come to school, I thought you should forcefully break into Meijiazhuang seventeen or eight times."

Anping said casually: "When did you have the illusion that I didn't break through?"

Tomorrow he turned on the card and said nonchalantly, "Don't let Mei Wenhua know."

Anping sneered, "I think you're going to make a small report when you go back tonight."

"Am I the kind of person who is afraid of his wife?"

"You are not human."

"I am over-flattered."

Anping couldn't continue, so he snorted and changed the subject: "Why are you looking for me?"

Ming Qi suddenly grabbed his wrist.After the click, Anping shook his broken forearm indifferently, and found the ointment in his finger.

Tomorrow Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "You were hurt too badly. That's why you didn't dare to go to him."

"He's very happy." Anping picked up his bones in a muffled voice, "Didn't he go to sing with you a few days ago."

"It's not me, it's a group of people, don't talk nonsense." Mingming Qi quickly refuted the rumors, "You don't do anything, you are jealous. You deserve to be a virgin after thousands of years."

An Ping let out a bah, and raised his foot to kick him.Tomorrow Qi dodged lightly: "Forget it, your foot came over, and you were the one who broke the bone. You really don't know why Mei Qi was angry?"

"Because I lied to him."

"You still don't know him as well as I do." Tomorrow Qi sighed with emotion, stroked his hair, and said, "He is indeed unhappy because of this, but he is embarrassed because he doesn't want to see you. You did something good, But he was not happy, and felt that he was not good enough to be a human being, so he ran away. He was like that in Pingcheng, and you still follow the same way after hundreds of fucking years. "

Anping was silent.After a while, he choked out a sentence: "I know."

"..." Tomorrow Qi sighed, "Then you deserve it."

Anping said: "You came to me for something else. Stop talking nonsense."

Tomorrow Qi walked into a dark gazebo, waved off the snow, lit a lamp, straightened his clothes and sat down.Anping rubbed his earlobe, but still stood: "I know you guys went back and packed up the things in the main altar of the Sun Moon Sect. Since you came to see me, it's news related to seniors. Tell me."

Mingming Qi looked at him with a strange look on his face: "When you should be smart, you are stupid, but you know what you shouldn't know." ——The founder of the Seven Killing Sword, our founder of the school, has a beloved spirit beast named Ling'er. In a battle before the ancestor's death, Ling'er was killed by thousands of monks and shared food. The Seven Killing Sword was cut by the lives of those thousands of monks and all of their sects. Chen Lingling...is Ling'er blood."

Anping held his breath for a moment.In front of his eyes, there was the image of Rimei Qi crouching on the Seven Killing Sword and shooting towards the city of Seven Sages.The young man was full of heroic spirit, grinning so hard that his black pupils became two slits, he said: How can a monster's magic compare to my Mei family's secret technique, hehe, old man, you just wait for me to kill them. Let's get to know each other!

An Pingyuan wanted to ask what Qimei's family experienced in Mei Lin's hands tomorrow, but felt it was unnecessary.He was suddenly at a loss. After struggling for a long time, Old General Mei was the only loyal minister who was really at odds with the monster race and was determined to drive them out.

What about Mei Qi?What kind of mood did he have at that time, laughing heartily in front of King Ping, patting his chest and promising to kill all the demons and ghosts in the world for him?

Be thick-skinned, Anping thought, even if Mei Qi asked him if all monster races should die, he would understand.

But where did he not say it?Didn't he beg King Ping to go with him?King Ping did not agree.The next day, King Ping crossed the robbery.A child who was regarded as a disaster, if Mei Zhu didn't kill him, it was because of Mei Zhu's saving face, and there was no such thing as the combination of human and sword skills.

Didn't he say it later?It was supposed to be the night that King Ping and Yunxiu got married, but Mei Qi thought he was asleep, and stared at him for a long time with a pair of dark eyes.The ice-cold sword was beating like a drum, and it leaned over and hesitated for a long time before touching the tip of his nose.

At that time... he was actually very scared.

Anping stood in the veranda without making a sound for a long time. After Ming Qi finished speaking, he looked at his face and left.Anping heard him calling someone from behind the teaching building: Hey, Mei Wenhua, I'm done.Little things have nothing to do with us.Ouch, grandma, they can't figure out why you are mad at me?Our family has a cook, why should I learn?Comparisons are mentally unhealthy.No, let me break it down for you. Raising a few elves is considered slavery. What about your dragon unicorn?You are still riding.

Although it seemed to be arguing, Anping still felt sour from hearing it.Ming Qi's voice was getting further and further away, but he could hear clearly: Haha, I'll be right over.Is there anything for me to bring?moon cake?You, are you, you mean...wait what kind of heresy is fresh meat mooncake? !Egg yolk lotus seed paste is justice, right?

Anping got up and walked to the apartment near the school.

For the past six months, he has been living in that apartment, and the Mei family has never been here once.Mei Qi has only lived here for more than a month, and after cleaning the dust, there is no smell at all.

He himself didn't know what he was doing in school.Although his cultivation base has fallen sharply, and there is no way to recover in a short time, but there are many things that monks need to do, he doesn't do them, and spends his days drawing pictures in school.Liu Huijuan and that old professor lived a sweet life, and adding a cat, he thought it was superfluous to himself.

Ice scum was blown into the balcony.Hangzhou's winter and spring are humid and cold, but it is full of greenery everywhere, which is rare in the north.Anping didn't bother to seal an enchantment, he sat in the living room meditating, opened his eyes and started to be dazed while meditating.

Then he took out his phone.The change in the mainland caused some communication accidents. For example, the photos he uploaded to the cloud disappeared, but fortunately the local files were still there.Flipping through the photos back and forth, I only felt that Mei Qi was smiling so happily when she just woke up.

When she was in Pingcheng, Mei Qi had never smiled like this.Even with a freshly baked snack in his hand, he doesn't know where he will be tomorrow.King Ping, who happened to be opposite him, had the same gloomy smile on his face.

In the early hours of the morning, Anping received a message.After clicking on the software, my friend Senior Ah Qi withdrew a message.He woke up suddenly, but he hadn't slept at all.He squeezed the phone, his palms seemed to be sweating.However, Mei Qi never sent it back.

He just stared at the cartoon colored portrait for more than ten minutes.Mei Mo sent a message: Broken Bridge!

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Mei Qi told him many famous places in Hangzhou.Thinking about it now, in fact, Mei Qi has never been to many places by herself, and it is obviously a place as big as a palm.But after they died, they came to play nearby together, and Meiyuan was still seasick.

There are many tourists on the broken bridge on weekdays, and it is even more crowded when it snows. The famous scene of residual snow on the broken bridge is not seen in the daytime nowadays.Anping suddenly felt cold for no reason, took two breaths of hot air into his palms, rubbed them, hurried past a few photographers, and ran towards the broken bridge.

The state-owned state-law family has family rules, even if the real god is speeding in the urban area, he must enter the bureau and copy it ten times.Anping ran for a while and then slowed down. Compared with the joy when he received the news, he suddenly became panicked again.

In the winter of Hangzhou, the snow was blowing, and soon a light and fluffy layer was accumulated on the evergreen broad-leaved trees.Anping's short boots stepped out of the puddle on the stone road, and was quickly filled with snow to form a line of inconspicuous marks.He never forgot to tidy up before going out, this is a good habit he has developed in the past six months.She also rinsed her mouth, although Mei Qi might turn around and leave.

Mei Qi was holding an umbrella and standing on the other side of the broken bridge.It was not the magic robe he was used to wearing, but a fragile and delicate mortal fabric, with some bluish-white patterns painted on the umbrella, too far away, Anping couldn't see clearly now.

Mei Qi was startled, turned around and seemed to want to leave, but felt that something was wrong, she struggled for a long time, then turned back, holding an umbrella in one hand, and slowly walked towards the broken bridge.

The two meet on the bridge.Mei Qi raised her arm a little, and the umbrella bone got stuck on top of Anping's head.While arching his back, the latter wondered if he was wearing the wrong formal suit today.

Mei Qi took something off her wrist and stuffed it into his hand.It was so cold that he thought it was a soldering iron.

An Ping looked at Mei Qi's face, couldn't move his eyes, finally managed to find out that it was a bracelet, and there was no more.

Mei Qi swallowed, and looked at Anping without blinking.The young man's messy black hair and dazed eyes made him look a bit sleepy, and the cold night almost made Mei Qi think that it was a night in Pingcheng.

Anping finally fumbled for Mei Qi's clothes, and smoothed his long hair upwards.Reluctantly rubbing them slowly for a long time, he passed them through the ring and clasped them with the white jade finger.

After bundling Mei Qi's black hair, his hands remained motionless, and the heat from his palms seeped into his cold hair, as if he wanted to shield him from the early spring snow under the oil-paper umbrella.He really maintained this posture for too long without moving, and Mei Qi lowered her head tacitly, as if that hair could really embarrass two old things that came back to life hundreds of years ago for a whole day.

After a while, Mei Qi raised her face.An Ping was looking at him with a smirk, and suddenly tightened his hands, clasped the back of his head like this, and lowered his head.

Mei Qi flicked her wrist, and the new snow on the umbrella suddenly slid to one side.

The night on the West Lake is as dark as water, the cold wind wraps soft snowflakes whizzing past slowly, the street lamps cast dim light in the ink-like darkness, and the passing snowflakes cast translucent shadows in the light.The evening wind could not stir the icy water of the West Lake, and the night snow accumulated thinly on the remnants of last summer's lotus, and in a gust of wind, it turned into countless ice crystals and flew away, easily melting into the night.

The oil-paper umbrella was still for a while, then started to shake slightly again, and then became more and more violent, as if the other hand was slapping hard to borrow strength, and the umbrella surface swayed from side to side and scattered snow all over the two of them.Finally, a hand was stretched out from under the umbrella and waved, a gust of cold wind whizzed in with fine snow, and the oil-paper umbrella was taken away, and quickly disappeared into the sky by the lake.

The hand that was holding the umbrella finally lifted up, and tightly, almost with hatred, grasped the black hair on the back of the opponent's head.

Spring in Hangzhou is coming.