Mozun's sultry whitewashing strategy

The warm winter sun melted the crushed snow, and Yuan Shiwu's waiting for so many years seemed to break the ice in an instant. He was almost a little crazy, and looked at people stupidly, "You...what did you call me?"

He also laughed!The boy was even more annoyed, why is this person so shameless.

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, the young man hurriedly withdrew his hand, and hurried back to the house, only to let out a soft breath when he shut the mountain gate.

Yuan Shiwu was so happy that he forgot everything else, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be frozen by ice, no wonder Xici was surprised.

He paced outside the snow for a while, and after calming down, he felt that he was conscious, then quietly walked to the window of Xici, and tapped lightly twice.

Yuan Shiwu is only 12 years old now. Although he is taller than his peers, the window sill hits his shoulder, just revealing a smiling face.

No one answered after knocking twice, Yuan Shiwu simply lay down on the window sill, resting his chin on his elbow, and kept knocking, as if he would never leave until he knocked.

The Huguo Temple has always been quiet. If there is too much movement, soldiers will come. Qin Lin has seen those soldiers, and they are very heavy when they beat them up. He hesitated for a moment, and then gently pushed open the window, "Don't knock..."

He doesn't want him to be beaten.

"Open?" Yuan Shiwu had been in the countryside for a long time, and he always had a provocative smile when he smiled, the blush on Xiao Xici's ears hadn't dissipated yet, and he was touched again.

It's still the same, the tip of the ear always loves red.

No one can share the feeling of waiting for Poyun Tianming, so Yuan Shiwu wanted to see more people, so he asked Xiao Xici with bright eyes, "Brother, do you recognize me?"

Qin Lin recalled it carefully, and recalled it again. He thought he was familiar, but he had never seen him before, so he honestly shook his head and added, "Don't bark..."

"Brother," Yuan Shiwu was not obedient, "Can't you call me?"

"Why are you doing this!" Qin Lin frowned again.

He was not like this before, he never got angry, as if all his emotions had been smoothed out, and now the childish Xiao Xici in front of Yuan Shiwu was different, he would be ashamed and annoyed, and would drive people away.

"You go home quickly." Qin Lin lowered his voice and leaned forward towards the window sill, "The Immortal Master and the others will come soon."

"I'm not afraid of them."

"They will beat people!"

"I'm not afraid of pain."

But these words made Qin Lin feel a little distressed. Just now he saw that the back of the child's hand holding him was full of scabs, with traces printed on it, which were incompatible with his beautiful fingers.

"It will hurt..." Qin Lin muttered in a low voice, and the light of compassion in his eyes fell into Yuan Shiwu's eyes.

Yuan Shiwu smiled and coaxed people, "Then you stretch out your hand, I'll go back after I see something."

Qin Lin hesitated for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with taking a look at his hand rather than hurting others, so he slowly handed it out.

Yuan Shiwu didn't touch it without authorization this time, and spread out his palms to melt Gudu out.

Qin Lin watched the magical misty ball come to his hand, struggled to free his hands and feet, and folded Qin Lin's cuffs, revealing the bright red line on his left wrist——Qin Lin hurriedly pulled his hands back.

Just now, when he raised his eyes, he met the smiling eyes of the man, "Do you know what that is?"

Qin Lin was taken aback, and shook his head by accident.

He clearly knew that this was a birthmark from his birth.

"This is called the marriage line." The 12-year-old boy teased people, immature and serious, "It's the mark I left for you."

Qin Lin was frightened.

The tips of his ears were so red that they were bleeding, and he couldn't say a word.

Yuan Shiwu was shameless, and looked at the people in the house with his hands up. The two of them continued their relationship with the snow scene, "Brother, I am your husband-in-law."

Crack—the window was closed without accident.

If you are beaten, you will be beaten.

Qin Lin thought to himself.

He silently recited Dengtuzi [-] times in his heart before he calmed down.

Although he is ignorant of the world, he also knows what Xianggong means.

How can they talk about these casually before they reach the crown.

And...he's a man!He can only be someone else's husband.

Yuan Shiwufu ate from his mouth, pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, looked at Gudu who squeezed out from the window, and asked, "I'm angry."

"Google." Special.

"Oh." Yuan Shishi didn't notice that Xici's heart was no longer that old fairy who had lived for thousands of years, but a boy in his teens. It was normal to get angry when he met a skinless and faceless stranger like him. Fifteen nodded Gudu's head, "Go in and accompany him, show him the dance, I have to go home first."

Grandma Yuan was seriously ill, and Yuan Shiwu couldn't ignore it.

He suddenly understood what Xi Ci said, there are many other important things in this world besides love between children.

Before Yuan Shiwu left, he tapped on the window twice and apologized, "I was wrong, I won't tease you anymore, don't be angry, okay?"

The people inside didn't answer, so Yuan Shiwu knocked twice more.

After a long time, there was a light knock inside.

It means - forgive you.

Xi Ci is still just as likable.

Yuan Shiwu returned home in a good mood, and even the haze in his heart because of Grandma Yuan's illness was dispelled.

Gu Xun has no relatives, and neither does Yuan Shiwu.

They were all picked up when they were young like stray dogs.

Gu Xun has a grandma, and Yuan fifteen has grandma Yuan.

"Grandma, I'm back!" Grandma Yuan of the house kept refusing to let Xiu, saying that she would save money for Xiao Shiwu to go to Beijing for the exam, and when the door was opened, some scattered snow fell.

"You still know how to come back!" Grandma Yuan roared in the back room, but coughed violently after a while.

Yuan Shiwu hurried forward in fright, and saw that Grandma Yuan's handkerchief was covered with blood.

"What's wrong?" Grandma Yuan knew her body, and whether she could survive this winter was a problem.

"It's okay, I bought you a new medicine." Yuan Shiwu changed into a new handkerchief, "This time you will definitely be able to take it well."

"It's all like this, what's so good?" Grandma Yuan took a long breath, "Xiao Shiwu, I know you are filial, but like us, the sun is setting, and it's not worth spending money on us. You , I should learn from Xiao He Mian and read some books. If I am lucky, I will pass the exam in Beijing and get a job in the palace, and I will be able to settle down for the rest of my life."

"I will enter the palace." Yuan Shiwu was not coaxing people this time, but was telling the truth, "Grandma, I found you a grandson-in-law in the palace."

"Really?" Grandma Yuan's blind eyes leaked a gleam of light. In this day and age, you can get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. It is not uncommon to meet someone you like at the age of twelve or thirteen. "There are people Dare to ask you?"

"..." Dear.Yuan Shiwu said with a smile, "He is very good, he wants me when I am worse than this."

"Grandma, remember what I told you. I really have an unfinished marriage in my previous life. I came here to find him."

The next day, Qin Linjiu's bird came back to life, pecked Gudu in front of the window sill, Gudu ran around with his head in his arms, and the dead Huguo Temple was somewhat alive.

But Qin Lin didn't know what was wrong, he was a little unhappy.

What did Deng Tuzi say yesterday, "I'll see you tomorrow, see you soon."

He also played a rogue, saying that he did not open the window, which was considered a default.

How can there be such unreasonableness.

But if he doesn't wait for his words, does that count as breaking his promise?

One cannot fail to keep one's promises.

Qin Lin thought about it and lost his mind until there was another familiar tapping sound on the window.

He saw a letter with peach blossoms stuffed into the crack of the window, picked it up, and saw that the words on it were flying dragons and phoenixes——

【What's your name? 】

What is this man doing again?

Qin Lin opened the window, and saw a young man lying in front of his window holding thin bamboo charcoal to write and draw. The young man's fingertips were stained black by the bamboo charcoal. him all over.

Seeing him like this, Qin Lin's compassion began to flood again, "Are you cold?"

Yuan Shiwu wanted to say that it was okay, usually in that run-down house, it was several times colder when sleeping than now, but after seeing Qin Lin's distressed eyes, he deliberately said, "It's cold, it's so cold."

"Pa—" The window was ruthlessly closed again, and the fine snow on the window coffin fell on Yuan Shiwu's eyelashes.

However, soon, with a sound of "哐——", the door was pulled open, and Qin Lin poked his head out, clasping the door panel with his hand, a little embarrassed, "You...do you want to come in?"

Of course I will.

Qin Lin's wing room is extremely frugal, just a bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and a cushion for meditation, and there are no extras to be found.

But he put a lot of heaters in his room to keep the spring warm.

Yuan Shiwu rubbed his hands, he didn't feel it until he entered this warm place, but now he really felt a little cold.

Qin Lin rummaged through the clothes under the bed, found the thickest fox fur, took it out, touched it to the young man, "Put it on."

Yuan Shiwu took it over with a smile and put it on. He and Xiao Xici are about the same size now, just right.

Qin Lin moved a few more stoves upside down, forming a circle in front of the two of them, "This can be used as a brazier."

He spoke so earnestly, but his actions were like a child playing with a toy.

Yuan Shiwu laughed when he saw it, "So you were like this when you were young?"

Qin Lin raised his face, the corners of his beautiful eyes were a little red from the heat from the stove, as pure as the warm winter sun, "When was it a child?"

Yuan Shiwu also squatted down, "My husband-in-law was a child."

Qin Lin glared at him fiercely, "You still say it! Get out!"

"Then I'll shut up." Yuan Shishi's slender index fingers crossed into a fork in front of his mouth, but it didn't restrain him from talking nonsense at all, "You don't tell me your name, I won't call you What's your husband's name?"

"..." Qin Lin thought for a while, and felt angry, but also felt a little reasonable, "Qin Lin."

Yuan Shiwu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and then there was an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

Qin Lin...

Back then in Yanling, when Gu Xun met Xi Ci for the first time, he asked him what his name was, and that was the name he used.

I'm afraid that if I change my name, you won't be able to find me.

"What's the matter with you?" Qin Lin saw the young man's eyes suddenly turned red, thinking that he had scared him away by saying that he wanted to drive him away, "I lied to you, I won't drive you away....Don't cry."

Seeing Qin Lin flustered, Yuan Shiwu deliberately said, "Then will you still lie to me in the future?"

Qin Lin hurriedly shook his head.

"The elder brother also said that he would marry me," Yuan Shiwu said with tears in his eyes, "is it still counting?"

There is dyed incense in the stove, and after a long time of burning, a fragrance will rise.

Qin Lin blushed from the fragrance.

He said the wrong thing, it was true that he would not lie to the boy again, but... he didn't say that he wanted to marry him.

The more Yuan Shiwu looked at it, the more he felt that Xiao Xici was cute, and he stretched out his hand, his hand was still warm, and his fingertips were a little cold, he gently squeezed Qin Lin's cheek, "I can wait for you."

"When you grow up, when you remember."

Yuan Shishi's eyes overflowed with affection that did not belong to his age, Qin Lin met his eyes and was in a daze for a moment.

"When you remember, we will worship the high hall again," Yuan Shiwu said, the memories of the past alternated between the words, and the lost and regained overlapped, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and sorrow. "This time, it's time for me to lift your hijab."

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感谢在2020-06-1221:03:35~2020-06-1401:19:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qiuxuan;

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