Between seas

As the days passed, Shen Boru discovered that Little White Lotus still had another hypocritical problem, that is, she didn't sleep at night, crying and making noises in bed, insisting on looking at the stars, and Shen Boru told him some stories about the stars.

Shen Boru knew that the little white lotus spirit just wanted to pester him for fun, and he didn't want to poke him, it just depends on how long he can perform this crying scene.But later, Shen Boru couldn't bear it anymore, fearing that Xiao Bailian would cry out his voice, so he had to carry him out and go to the seaside to watch the stars.

It was winter at that time, and it had just snowed.

Shen Boru tightly wrapped the clothes on Little White Lotus, and sat down slowly facing the vast sea.He brushed off the cold snow on the ground, broke through the thick layer of ice, and took out two small jars of wine from it.

Shen Boru opened a jar, because it had been frozen for too long, the wine inside had already turned into lumps of hard ice.The zhenqi in his palm circulated, and in the blink of an eye, the ice cube melted, and the thick and mellow aroma overflowed, even the cold wind was smelled of alcohol.

Shen Boru picked up the open altar of old wine with both hands, and took a big sip.The old wine was extremely strong, and Shen Boru was not good at drinking, so he drank it in a hurry, choked on it, and his cheeks turned red.

"Shenjun!" Little Bailian said with concern: "Why did Shenjun think of drinking today?"

Shen Boru's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "It will be warmer this way."

Xiao Bailian was puzzled: "Are gods also afraid of the cold?"

Shen Boru breathed out a breath of white air, and chuckled lightly: "Why not? I am."

What did Xiao Bailian think of? He nestled in Shen Boru's arms, with his hands still around Shen Boru's waist, raised his eyes and stared at him, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it.

Seeing this, Shen Boru hugged the little white lotus: "What do you want to say?"

Little White Lotus hesitated for a moment, and said, "Would a god fall in love with a human or, or... a monster?"

Shen Boru thought for a while: "Someone once told me that if you like something, you are willing to keep it in your heart and hide it from anyone. If you like someone, you are willing to keep this person in your heart until death." Don't even dare to forget."

"I think this is a very comfortable feeling, even a fairy would like it."

Little White Lotus asked again: "Does the Divine Lord have someone he likes?"

Shen Boru didn't know what the little white lotus spirit was doing, and replied, "Not yet."

Xiaobailianjing immediately opened her eyes and smiled, then shrank back into Shen Boru's arms.However, after a while, he became dissatisfied again. With a sullen face, he pouted and said, "I want to listen to the stories of the stars."

But Shen Boru can't tell any star stories, all nonsense depends on his mouth.However, even if he told a vulgar story similar to "Ximen and Jinlian", the little white lotus listened to it with relish and applauded.

Shen Boru felt embarrassed, so he went to buy some human storybooks, and read them hard by the lamplight, just to make up a few funny stories for Xiao Bailian to make him happy.

However, Xiaobailianjing was not happy for a few days.Early one morning, he saw Shen Boru bring back a man.The man was dressed in a white robe, covered with a cloak embroidered with white cranes, he was very handsome.

The two of them talked and laughed, very familiar.

Xiao Bailian tensed carefully, and the alarm bells rang in her mind, she hurriedly peeked at the door, to see where the stupid pig dared to covet her god-king cabbage.

He was far away, and faintly heard Shen Boru calling that man "White Dragon".

Little White Lotus gave a "bah" sound, changed his mind, opened the door and walked out, and smiled at Shen Boru and the two: "Shen Jun, are there any guests? I'll go make tea."

With that said, he picked up the small teapot and ran to the firewood room.

Xiaobailianjing lifted the lid of the teapot, first grabbed a few handfuls of salt and put it in, said angrily, "White dragon and black snake, I'll poison you to death!"

He put the tea leaves and took a sip after adding hot water.After smacking my mouth a few times, I felt that the taste was not enough, so I picked up the salt shaker and poured it into the teapot.After pouring almost half a can, I added some hot water and stirred it evenly with chopsticks.

Xiaobailianjing licked her chopsticks, and immediately retched, wishing she could chop off her tongue.

It's really salty and bitter.

After a while, he took a small pot of "poisonous water" out of the firewood room to pour tea for Bailong.

If the little white lotus spirit dealt with mortals like this, it would definitely be poisonous, but unfortunately the opponent was a god.

Bailong and Shen Boru are like innate gods, because of their race, their five senses are stronger than Shen Boru's.As soon as Xiao Bailian came out of the firewood room, he smelled a strong smell of salt.

Bailong stood up, carrying two jars of wine, walked towards the little white lotus essence, and said with a smile: "Ah Chen, you asked me to give him something, do you mind if I have a few words with him?"

Give him something?What to send?

Xiao Bailian was stunned suddenly. He was holding the teapot and nailed it in place like a stake.

Shen Boru leaned against the half-person-high fence in the courtyard, basking in the sun.He turned to look at Xiao Bailian Jing, and said with a smile, "Why are you in a daze, let's go."

Hearing the words, Xiaobailian Jing followed Bailong without thinking about it.

They came to the South Sea.

Not far away, the sea waves are surging, the sky and water are uniform, and a whale spouts a jet of water in the distance, flicking past.

Looking at the sea from afar, Bai Long said slowly, "You like Ah Chen, don't you?"

Little White Lotus didn't hesitate: "Yes."

"You're young, and your dreams are big. But you can't do it like this. Adding condiments to the tea is a dirty trick. If you want Ah Chen to like you, you have to do it in a fair and honest way."

"any solution?"

"You have to beat him, right? If you are always so weak, if something happens to you one day, you will be a burden. Let me tell you, you should go outside the South China Sea to have a look."

After Bailong finished speaking, he took out a white awn shaped like a long sword from his cuff, and handed it to Little White Lotus: "A few days ago, a piece of meteorite fell on Kunlun Mountain, and it almost hit my head. Ah Chen I heard that I exchanged two jars of fine wine for this piece of iron, and I want to make you something that can defend yourself."

"No, I'm here today to put down this thing and take my wine."

The moment the little white lotus spirit got the white awn, its shape quickly elongated and turned into a bright silver gun.

Bailong picked up the two altars of fine wine and went away against the wind. His voice passed through the clouds and the waves, and fell into Xiao Bailian's ears: "I'm going first, let's play slowly. Remember to go outside the South China Sea to see look."

The tide ebbs and flows.

Xiao Bailian remained silent, he didn't want to leave Shen Boru, and was afraid that he would become a burden.After struggling for a moment, he still chose to leave.

When he bid farewell to Shen Boru, Shen Boru didn't keep him, but named the gun "Muci".

Shen Boru hoped that Xiao Bailian could be happy.

How good.

After Xiao Bailian left, Shen Boru became bored.No one asked him to tell stories about the stars, and no one listened to him patiently.

During the days when Xiao Bailian was not around, Shen Boru also tried to like someone, but ended in failure every time.Slowly also gave up.

I don't know how many years later, Xiao Bailian returned to the South China Sea.

Shen Boru always remembered that it was a sunny day, and the sun was very good. He sat in the yard and read the storybook compiled by the stars in the sky.

At that time, the spring breeze was blowing green grass in a yard, and the sea was quiet.

It was at this time that the little white lotus spirit pushed open the door and rushed in front of Shen Boru.He is already a teenager, and his eyebrows and eyes are vaguely old.He shouted excitedly to him: "Shenjun, I know what my name is going to be."

Shen Boru closed the pages of the book, stood up and stared at Xiao Bailian for a while.At this time, he suddenly felt that waiting is also a very happy thing, just like those flowers that bloom in spring, survive the long winter, just for the satisfaction of the moment when the flowers bloom.

Shen Boru put down the book, with a gentle smile in his eyes: "What's your name?"

"Move the boat, the river moves the boat. I heard people talk about 'moving the boat and mooring the smoke' and I don't understand it, but the word "moving the boat" is close to the word "mo". It also means wandering. If one day the gods can't find a home Yes, my boat that can run can still take you home."

For some reason, Shen Boru's heart suddenly beat fast, as if expecting something.

The young man in white hairpin and white clothes smiled brightly, as bright as a pearl held out from the sea.He strode towards Shen Boru, hugged his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "I will tell you when I come back: I like you, Shenjun. I have been watching you in the dark all the time before in Guixu , I will buy you candy in the future, I will listen to your speech, you can do whatever you want, and I will be with you... Even if you beat me up, I will say that I like you very much."

"If you're going to be sad in the future, you don't have to hold the cold Chaosheng Dao anymore. Come and hug me, I'll be warmer."

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