I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

The soft and glutinous words made Xuan Mingcheng's evil fire that had just been suppressed suddenly fight back. He grabbed the bed sheet beside him so hard that his teeth were about to bite and collapsed, and then he squeezed the restless heart in his chest. Pressed down again.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou who was blushing like a small apple, wishing he could take him home and hide him now, never wanting others to see how cute his medicine jar was.

"Still, are you still going out?" Xuan Mingcheng stretched out his hand to hold Yao Wangyou's fingertips, rubbed his thumb against the back of his hand, and said with drooping eyelids, "If you're still sleepy, let's... sleep again."

Yao Wangyou shook his head, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

After such a kiss, who would be sleepy...

"Then..." Originally, Xuan Mingcheng had planned the activities of today's daytime last night, but now he was a little undecided.

He always felt that that kiss... was really too little.

He wants more.

How could Yao Wangyou dare to keep more, he felt that his face was going to be burned by the strange fire in his internal organs, so he spit out a sentence with a red neck: "Follow the big army..."

"Uh... good!" Xuan Mingcheng nodded, took Yao Wangyou's hand closer, and seeing that he didn't intend to resist, he kissed the corner of Yao Wangyou's mouth again.

The face of the man in his arms turned even redder.

"Mr. Xuan, morning, Mr. Yao." Qin Zi and Haishang were waiting outside the camp with their bags on their backs. Most of the other employees had already set off, and the rest were packing their bags in the tent, and they were about to leave.

After just saying hello, Tan Zi and Hai Shang both noticed that Yao Wangyou's face seemed to be a little redder than usual.

Not only Yao Wangyou, Xuan Mingcheng's face was also slightly red.

The two looked at each other—could it be the mountain wind?Plateau red?

Qin Zi is more familiar with his boss than Hai Shang, so he perceives more.What made him feel particularly strange was that compared with last night, there seemed to be some...subtle changes in the aura between Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou.

Yao Wangyou and Xuan Mingcheng walked very close, and the backs of their hands rubbed against each other from time to time, which was obviously a very normal thing, but he couldn't help but raise his head to look at Xuan Mingcheng.

And the other party is also looking at him.

The two looked away at the same time, Xuan Mingcheng coughed twice, and nodded towards Tan Zi and Hai Shang.

"Mr. Xuan, today's arrangement is to take the ancient tea-horse road to the cable car station in the morning, then take the cable car to the top of Tuyun Peak in the afternoon, and stay in the Yunwu Hot Spring Resort in the evening." Qin Zi reported today's activities to Xuan as usual. Ming City.

Xuan Mingcheng nodded, calmed down his excitement all morning, raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Yao Wangyou: "Are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

Yao Wangyou hummed lightly.

At this moment, Lan Lingling walked past the four of them. After what happened last night, she also vaguely realized something, and glanced at Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou shoulder to shoulder. Without saying anything, he looked back at the string of "plaid shirt tails" behind him, and continued walking up the mountain with a sullen face.

Behind her was a group of homeboys licking dogs as usual, but the difference was that Tang Xiao was missing from this group of people.

What Lan Lingling was thinking at this moment was, what did Tang Xiao's eyes mean this morning?

When she went out to wash her face in the morning, she happened to meet Tang Xiao coming out. Lan Lingling thought he was going to pester him again, she turned her face away and was unwilling to talk to him, but she didn't expect that the other party just gave her a cold look, and left without saying a word to go up the mountain gone.

Lan Lingling had never seen Tang Xiao look at her like that.

For some reason, I feel a little uncomfortable.

As the altitude rises, the surrounding scenery has also changed. The vegetation on both sides of the road has changed from evergreen broad leaves to deciduous broad leaves, and the wild animals that haunt have become more and more "fluffy". .

Without thick fur, how can it resist the severe cold outside.

Yao Wangyou had to act as the guide of Xuanming City while walking up.

"Pharmaceutical jar, what is that, the horns on the head are still circled?"

"That's called argali."

"Is that little leopard in the medicine jar?"

"Lynx, it's very fierce, be careful."

"Pharmaceutical jar, what about that one?"

"It should be a badger."

"Is the medicine jar a red-crowned crane?"

"Hmm...it should be a black-necked crane."

Yao Wangyou looked at the excited Xuan Mingcheng next to him, and helplessly and patiently educated him about all kinds of weird animals.

On a mountainside not far away, there is a lake and shoal. The lake water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the picturesque scenery from the woods to the sky beside the lake. A thin layer of snow has accumulated on the ridge, and the mountain rocks are painted milky white.A dense yellow-brown reed by the lake is swaying with the mountain wind.

Among the reeds, there are a group of animals with jet-black heads and necks and a red crown dotted on their heads, some of which look like red-crowned cranes, but their feathers are not as white and bright as red-crowned cranes, but gray-white.

"Black-necked crane..." Xuan Mingcheng nodded, "Are they close relatives with the red-crowned crane? They look alike, so they can't be distinguished."

He turned his head and looked at Yao Wangyou, "How did you recognize it?"

"The difference between a black-necked crane and a red-crowned crane lies mainly in the head." Yao Wangyou pulled Xuan Mingcheng to the side, adjusted the angle, and pointed forward, "The head of the black-necked crane is except for the eyes. There is a piece of white and the rest is black, but the head of the red-crowned crane is white from behind the eyes to the ear pillows."

Xuan Mingcheng listened quietly, but his eyes were fixed on Yao Wangyou.

Yao Wangyou changed into a snow-white turtleneck sweater today, and the neck was rolled a few times, making him look thinner and fairer. His little face was flushed and looked good. Looking from the side, his eyelashes were thick and long, and his eyes were gentle. With God, he stretched out his fingers and pointed to the distance, explaining to himself with concentration and spirit, making people unable to move their eyes away.

He was not taking his eyes off it, when Yao Wangyou let out a "huh", as if he had discovered something.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Mingcheng asked.

Yao Wangyou blinked, stretched out his hand and looked down, Xuan Mingcheng followed his gaze, and saw a stone tablet by the lake below, with traces of wind erosion on it, it should be a long time ago.

And next to the stele, there is a very eye-catching wooden sign that was obviously placed artificially.

Generally speaking, standing a wooden sign is to remind tourists that there are scenic spots here.

Yao Wangyou was wondering why there is a stone tablet in this place, so Xuan Mingcheng explained: "Yunwu Mountain is a tourist attraction, so it's not surprising that there is such a wooden sign. If you are curious, let's go down and have a look?"

After hesitating for a while, Yao Wangyou said, "Didn't you say you still have to take that car, so there's still time?"

"The cable car runs until night, don't worry." Xuan Mingcheng took Yao Wangyou's hand and pulled him down the slope. Reminding Yao Wangyou to be careful where the stones are loose and where the sand is slippery.

Yao Wangyou was quietly led by him. In fact, this kind of ordinary hillside road was not difficult for him at all, but being led by Xuan Mingcheng like this, and being taken care of by him so carefully... Actually Not too bad.

Or rather, it feels good!

Who would have thought that the guy who couldn't keep his face in front of him at all, for fear of losing his position, would have such a day?

Although the words were never spoken, Yao Wangyou felt that this seemed to be a good idea.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a common heart, if Xuan Mingcheng doesn't say it, at worst, find an opportunity to say it by himself.

The two walked to the stone tablet, looked at each other, tacitly did not let go of their interlocking hands, and raised their heads to see what was written on the wooden sign.

[This is an ancient love story. There was a scholar 1000 years ago who met his favorite woman by fate, but he never opened his mouth to express his heart to that woman...]

The story is not long, but both of them were stunned.

Yao Wangyou turned his head slowly, looked at the ancient and strange writing on the tombstone, and unexpectedly found that he actually recognized it.

Before coming to Xuan Mingcheng's house, he found a book in ancient characters on the bookshelf in his master's room, which recorded such characters.

"Pharmaceutical jar, do you understand?" Xuan Mingcheng asked curiously when he saw Yao Wangyou staring at the inscription attentively.

There are four lines of characters on the inscription, four columns to be precise, two columns on the left and two columns on the right. Although I can’t understand the above content, according to this layout, it seems a bit like a poem, but it also fits the image of the scholar in the story .

Yao Wangyou glanced at Xuan Mingcheng, nodded, and turned to look at the inscription on it.

"What did he say?" Xuan Mingcheng asked in surprise.

This medicine jar is really well-informed!

Yao Wangyou stared blankly at Xuan Mingcheng, his heart was touched, and he murmured: "He said, he regretted it very much."

Xuan Mingcheng was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the story just now, he was a little lost in thought.

Yao Wangyou said, "If he had done it sooner..."

"Professor Hao, there is the Acacia Monument in front of you." A female voice came from the side, interrupting their conversation.Yao Wangyou looked back, and saw a tall middle-aged man and a woman wearing a peaked cap coming down the slope and walking towards the stele.

The middle-aged man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Although he was not young, he looked very strong. He walked on the slope as if he was walking on flat ground, without any effort.

The woman wearing a peaked cap next to her was wearing a red sweater and a black jacket, the sleeves were tied in a knot at the waist, and a ponytail was tied behind her head, looking very neat.

Seeing Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou, the girl was obviously stunned for a moment, then a ambiguous smile appeared on her face, her eyes rolled around the two of them.

After realizing it, the two quickly let go of their hands, their palms were burning hot, each of them was holding their palms, their faces were hot.

"Hello, both of you. I am a teacher majoring in archeology. I will take a look at this stele with my students today." Professor Hao nodded towards the two of them. When he spoke, he carried a kind of refined temperament of an old scholar, which made the students The person sounds very comfortable, "I wonder if I can borrow a seat?"

"Oh, good!" Yao Wangyou nodded, and instinctively wanted to pull Xuan Mingcheng out of the way, but before the embarrassment just passed, he withdrew his hand stiffly, scratched his ear, from Get out of the way in front of the stele.

Xuan Mingcheng also took two steps back, leaning against Yao Wangyou.

Professor Hao thanked him, walked to the side of the stele, took out a pair of magnifying glasses from his clothes pocket, and carefully observed the words on the stele with a solemn expression and concentrated attention. Analysis of Engraving Styles.

Yao Wangyou looked at the Ruya professor who was full of immersion, and felt that the students would not be distracted in his class.

Compared to Professor Hao, that woman seemed to be more interested in Yao Wangyou and Xuan Mingcheng.

"Hello, my name is Yunshu, and I'm a doctoral student in the Department of Archeology of Star City University." Yunshu's smile is very sunny, with a strong contagious power, which makes people feel better with the corners of her upturned mouth When she got up, she looked at Yao Wangyou and asked, "Did you two come here to play after hearing the legend about the Acacia Monument?"

"What?" The two didn't understand, "Legend?"

Seeing Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou who spoke in unison, Yun Shu became more and more sure of her thoughts. Originally, the two men held hands and were so close, and they would blush and bounce back nervously when they were seen. There are other possibilities.

It must be a young couple who have not yet fallen in love but have already felt something!

Seeing the awkwardness of these two people, tsk tsk, it's obvious that they are the kind who can't pick their faces.

"Well, a...beautiful legend." Yun Shu covered her mouth and smiled, seeing that her mentor had no work to assign to herself, she explained the story to Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou.

The first half of the story is similar to what is written on the wooden plaque. It roughly means that the scholar and the girl he likes never got together again until the end. The scholar died of hatred, and the person who buried him carved these four sentences on the tombstone to express his regret. poem.

In the second half, it becomes somewhat mythical. It is said that although the scholar did not stay with the girl he loves all his life, and finally died alone alone, his soul has been floating near the tombstone.

Different from the traditional old stories, the scholar did not hate the world because of his experience, and envy so many lovers in the world. Instead, he helped every pair of lovers who came near his tombstone, but did not tell each other their hearts, to know each other. Heart, fulfilled a couple of good stories.

This group has helped for dozens of nearly a hundred years.

God was moved by what he had done, so after the girl passed away at an advanced age, he sent a scholar to meet her on Qixi Festival, reincarnated together, and became a married couple in the next life.

Although the scholar's soul is gone, this stele has also been blessed, and it can bless the couple who came here to stay together forever.

The story is not long, but for Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou, it is enough to shock the soul.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and there was only one sentence in their hearts.

Do you and him really want to go on in such a muddle-headed way forever without speaking clearly?

Yun Shu looked at each other, only seeing Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou, she shook her head helplessly, and went to help her mentor with work, thinking that even a stranger she just met could Seeing the awkwardness of Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou, I really don't know how long the people close to them have been tortured by them.

It's so boring to have a deep love, but keep hiding it.

"Ah, Ahh!"

Qin Zi rubbed his nose, and a coat with hot residual body temperature was put on his shoulders, and when he looked up, Hai Shang was looking at him worriedly, and asked, "Are you catching a cold?"

"Nope." Tan Zihong answered with ears, but her thoughts drifted to the scene when she woke up this morning, being hugged by Hai Shang couldn't be tighter, recalling that warm embrace, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible to catch a cold.

Seeing that he seemed to be wandering, Hai Shang touched Tan Zi's head, his voice was gentle and honest, "What are you thinking?"

"I don't know how Mr. Yao and Mr. Xuan are doing." Qin Zi sighed softly. As the closest bystander, he naturally knew the situation of Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou best.Qin Zi didn't worry about anything else, but was worried that the two of them would miss out on a relationship if this wasted.

Hai Shang hesitated for a moment, and said: "Are you worried that Mr. Xuan and Mr. Yao will keep their thoughts in their hearts and not say anything?"

"They've always been like this." Qin Zi nodded and admitted.

"Oh, so you've been worrying about this all morning..." Haishang suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. He looked at Tan Zi, but the other party was still immersed in his own world, and became even more depressed. He didn't restrain his words. , slipped out accidentally, "What about you, would Secretary Tan be so awkward if she had someone she liked?"

Qin Zi was speechless for a while.

"Or, does Secretary Tan express his feelings directly? Even if he doesn't like it, he will say it directly? Or, is Secretary Qin willing to let others approach him, which is a sign of affection?" Hai Shang was honest and honest in front of Tan Zi. The normal state, and the persistent questioning made Qin Zi panic.

Qin Zi didn't dare to look into his eyes, moved half a step to the side, looked down at her own toes, "I...I should, no! I will definitely not let people I don't like get close."

Haishang turned his head to understand, and a joyful smile came to the corner of his mouth. He gently held Tan Zi's hand, and his warm and powerful palm made Tan Zi's heart tremble.

"Secretary Tan, is this... alright?" Hai Shang tried, for fear of irritating Tan Zi.

Tan Zi blushed, mustered up her courage, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then... how about this?" Hai Shang let go of Tan Zi's hand and opened his arms to hug him.

Qin Zi gasped, and pressed his palm against the opponent's chest. The firm chest muscles were sunken by the palm, and the hand feeling made people feel uncontrollably charming and ambiguous.

Hai Shang blinked, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"You..." Qin Zi swallowed, "When you go to bed at night...there are people around you."

"Huh?" Hai Shang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the two of them were still in front of the public, and because they were too engrossed just now, they didn't realize that colleagues around them had already looked over.

He took advantage of the opportunity to raise his hands, stretched his waist, and looked around, his ears were a little red.

"Oh, I didn't sleep well last night."

Qin Zi glanced at him, thinking that you are still not sleeping soundly, I don't know who has been snoring in my ear all night.

But...it's quite calming.

Thinking of this, Tan Zi blushed again, and secretly scolded herself for thinking wildly and not living up to it, that she could hear nonsense even when she snored.

Because of the story Yun Shu told, Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou were half in a state of wandering in the sky and half in a state of being at a loss for what to do all afternoon.

The soul is wandering, thinking about when and how to confess.

Confused, because each of them obviously has their own thoughts, and they don't know what the other party thinks, whether they are the same as themselves, or... just want to maintain the status quo.

When they got to the cable car, Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou lined up and bought the tickets together. The two looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After queuing up to enter the station, Xuan Mingcheng discovered that the cable car has four people in one car, that is to say, the two of them will take the cable car up to the hot spring villa on the top of the mountain with two other strangers.

"I'll go buy two more empty tickets." Xuan Mingcheng frowned and said.

Although the cable car is very large, the seats are only enough for four people, and in order to maintain balance, passengers are not allowed to move around. That is to say, Yao Wangyou can only sit in a fixed position and enjoy scenery.

Xuan Mingcheng felt that this was a bit too dissatisfying.

"No need." Yao Wangyou didn't know what he was thinking, stretched out his hand and pulled out Xuan Mingcheng's sleeve, then let go of his hand like an electric shock, and walked quickly towards the carriage, muttering, "Quick, hurry up Come on, wait later."

"Hey!" Xuan Mingcheng yelled, but Yao Wangyou ignored him. When he looked back, he saw a dense group of people patting behind him, and...

Nearly ten elderly tourist groups walking towards the post station.

He took a deep breath, no longer had any thought of going back to buy a ticket, and quickly followed Yao Wangyou.

The cable car looks like a pumpkin, and the carriage is round. Except for the iron bottom, it is surrounded by transparent tempered glass. There are a row of seats in front of one and one in the back. It is neither wide nor narrow, but Xuanming City exceeds 1.9 Sitting in the height of rice, it still looks a little cramped.

Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng's bent long legs and half-bent back, and suddenly regretted why he didn't follow Xuan Mingcheng's wishes just now.

He lowered his head in frustration, and was blaming himself when he heard a familiar voice.

"Ah, what a coincidence, Mr. Yao, and Mr. Xuan."

Yao Wangyou looked up at the door, and saw two familiar figures, one tall and one short.

The tall, well-mannered person is Professor Hao, who majored in archeology at Star City University, and... the "culprit" who caused the two of them to get along so awkwardly this afternoon is Professor Hao's doctoral student—Yun Shu.