Ming Yu

The sound of frogs fell on the fence, and the night rain knocked on the window lattice.

The sound of frogs accompanied by the ups and downs of raindrops lingered in my heart, Jun Wulei leaned against the window, even though the weather was still sultry, he was still wearing a heavy cotton coat, looking a little bloated.

Listening to the drizzle, he played with the medicine cup in his hand, the warm temperature was transmitted from the cup wall to the fingertips, dispelling the chill under the skin.

After drinking all the dark soup, he picked up the white porcelain teacup on the table, took a sip of hot tea to rinse his mouth, lowered his eyes and glanced at his hand holding the teacup. The nails were gray in color and had begun to tingle. With black hair, he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

I woke up this morning to take a shower, looked at myself in the bronze mirror, the face in the mirror was white, the black hair fell down on the chest, and the cheekbones were a little protruding due to emaciation.Unexpectedly, after stopping the medicine for less than a month, I lost [-] to [-] catties like a balloon that was punctured.

Sometimes he would think, why not continue to take the medicine prescribed by Zhu Shou, at least his appetite is very good, unlike now, when he thinks of food, he feels a sense of powerlessness in his stomach, as if he suddenly has a grudge against the delicious food in the world. No matter how much he vomited, the only time he could feel full was when he was drinking medicine.

Since the last time, Jun Wulei fainted from heatstroke in the small pavilion in the backyard, and has been in a coma for five days, and has been in a state of depression since waking up.Although Mingyu didn't say anything, he knew in his heart that his condition was getting worse. Although he didn't feel any other discomfort on weekdays, he was just tired all day long and his appetite was greatly reduced. In the past, he could eat two or three bowls of rice on weekdays. Not even one bite was too much.

That day, Mingyu sat beside his bed, hugged him in her arms, and smiled softly: "Do you want to go to the human world? When I was young, I lived in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River for a few years. The mountains and rivers are so beautiful, I want to take you to see them together."

On the eighth day of June, the willow color is like smoke, and the smoke and water are empty.

The two boarded a small boat, and after sailing along the Huaihe River for a few days, they disembarked in a quaint town and rented a small courtyard with two entrances facing the river.The courtyard is not wide, but it is also very quiet and elegant. The green river meanders under the ancient city wall, and you can smell the fragrance of damp soil when you open the doors and windows.

From then on, in this troubled world, this single courtyard belongs only to the two of them, a piece of pure land that no one else can set foot in.

In the evening, Mingyu went into the house to have dinner with him as usual, washed her hands, and served him a bowl of fragrant chicken soup.Jun Wulei looked at the small white porcelain bowl in front of him, the orange-yellow soup didn't look greasy at all, I wonder how much effort it took to cook it up.

In fact, he and Mingyu didn't know how to serve others, let alone do housework, so they hired a deaf old servant to help them wash and sweep the floor. Usually, they came here early in the morning to light the stove for them and boil hot water for them to get up and take a bath.But the old man can't cook, so Mingyu took the clerk who serves three meals a day, washes his hands and makes soup himself. in exchange.

Jun Wulei stirred it twice with a small spoon, and there were a few green coriander leaves floating on the golden soup.Mingyu held the small bowl and didn't take a few sips. The concern in his eyes made him a little unbearable. He scooped up a spoonful of soup and took a sip reluctantly, but couldn't swallow it. After holding it for a long time, he still vomited.

Lying at the table and retching for a while, Jun Wulei took the handkerchief Mingyu handed over, wiped off the filth around his lips, turned his head and smiled at the frowning man, with a helpless expression on his face: "Why don't you still look like With my acupoints sealed like last time, I can swallow slowly without gagging."

Mingyu twisted a towel, wiped his hands for him, and pulled him to sit up again. While rubbing the warm palms of his hands, he pressed his stomach gently, and comforted him gently: "The method of pressing acupuncture points to stop vomiting can't be used all the time. , your stomach is weak and can't be stimulated, don't think it will work for a while, but in the second half of the night you will suffer, and you will vomit all over again, it's too hurtful."

Mingyu's massage technique is clever, and he rubbed it along the meridians and acupoints. He felt a warm feeling in his stomach, and he gradually became more comfortable, and he also developed a little appetite.Jun Wulei smiled and listened to Mingyu's story that when he went out to buy vegetables in the afternoon, he heard some rumors in the market, and actually drank less than half a bowl of chicken soup and rice, and picked up two chopsticks of green bamboo shoots.

Seeing that he did not vomit again, Mingyu couldn't help being happy, picked up the chopsticks and ate some of the remaining dishes on the table, packed the dishes and made the bed to rest.

Turning off the lights, the two of them nestled on the bed and whispered love words, Mingyu hugged him and patted his back gently like coaxing a child.After the gossip was over, Jun Wulei yawned, opened his eyes and refused to fall asleep, just rubbed against Mingyu's neck, like a restless cat.

Mingyu knew in her heart that in fact Jun Wulei's body was very tired, but she always tossed until midnight and refused to sleep obediently, because every time he woke up, his energy was a little less. Scared and unwilling to go to sleep.

Patiently, I re-arranged the story I just told with a different protagonist, and then told it again, and finally heard the sound of shallow breathing.Mingyu lowered her head, seeing Jun Wulei sleeping soundly in her arms, her heart softened, and she kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"Remember, you are mine, and you are never allowed to talk about life and death lightly. Unless I die, don't even think about it. No tears, the world is vast, but I have nothing but you."

Mingyu's eyes are soft, staring at his sleeping face close at hand for a long time, long enough to engrave his appearance in her heart...

The days go by quietly, silently and invisible, like flowing water every time the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Time does not always follow one's wishes. When you want time to slow down and slow down, not to disappear so quickly, it will slip through your fingers, whizzing past ruthlessly and indifferently, and you can't catch it. In a blink of an eye, it is early autumn.

Today, when Jun Wulei woke up, it was already high in the sun, and when he turned his head slightly, he saw Mingyu sitting beside him quietly, his eyes stayed on his face for a long time, I don't know how long he looked at him like this, seeing him After waking up, she reached out to help him pin the few strands of messy hair on his forehead behind his ears, kissed his dry lips, and helped him sit up and lean against the head of the bed.

A while ago, a few orchids planted in the yard bloomed, Jun Wulei was sitting in the yard admiring the flowers with great interest, and accidentally blew a little wind, and fell ill while talking, and developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

He can't get sick, once he gets sick, even if he recovers, he will be severly hollowed out once, and now his body can't stand the toss anymore.He lay sickly on the bed for many days, and the fever did not subside until a few days ago. He hadn't gone out for a long time, and his skin was so pale that it was almost translucent.

Mingyu raised her hand and touched his forehead and face. The fever had subsided. Seeing that his face was pale, his eye circles were blue, and he looked so weak, he couldn't help loving him: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" order what?"

Tilting his head and thinking for a long time, Jun Wulei raised a pale smile: "I want to eat fish."

In the afternoon, the warm wind is warm, and I know the joy of squeaking on the tree.

Jun Wulei was curled up on a comfortable recliner, with a lush crabapple tree above his head, half of his face was covered by a fur collar, and he was staring with great interest at the man who was catching fish in the pond not far away.

There is always a lot of rain here. It just rained at noon, and the air is humid and cool, mixed with the aroma of flowers and soil, and the breeze is pleasant.

The small pond is surrounded by rain flower stones, the water is not deep enough to just reach the knees, Mingyu rolled up his clothes, sleeves and trouser legs, standing barefoot on the soft mud, pink water lilies bloomed beside his feet, from time to time There are a few small fish swimming leisurely between the rhizomes of the water lilies.

The sun was shining brightly, shining on Mingyu through the branches, casting a layer of golden light on him.He lowered his head to look for the small fish hidden among the rhizomes, and bent a little, the waistline seemed to be thinner than Jun Wulei's imagination, and the slightly curved back line was as smooth as a silhouette, so beautiful that it was not like ordinary people.

Since he came to the human world, he has not worn that ghost mask again. Under the sunlight, his dark pupils are slightly brown, as clear and crystal clear as amber.

Looking at him from a distance, Jun Wulei felt the warmth in his heart. At this moment, there is such a person who treats him wholeheartedly. What does it matter if life is long or short?Even if tomorrow is the end of life, today he is full of joy.

For a moment, she felt that her mind was very calm and there was no trace of chaos. Suddenly, Mingyu straightened up as if feeling something, turned her head to meet his gaze, and smiled at him.Jun Wulei waved at him, smiled back, and suddenly her eyes became moist, she was so greedy for his face, and the tenderness and affection in his eyes.

Not long after, Mingyu came up from the pond carrying four or five small mackerel fish, put the fish into a small bucket on the bank, washed his hands, and returned to Jun Wulei's side.

Mingyu raised his hand to test the temperature of Jun Wulei's forehead, and felt relieved when he saw that it didn't burn again. He leaned over and pulled the cloak around him tightly, wrapping it tightly, leaving only one face exposed: "The fish is here!" , how do you want to eat?"

Jun Wulei looked up at him, bent his eyes and smiled cheerfully, the wind slightly messed up his long hair, and the messy strands brushed against his pale face: "I want to drink fish soup!"

Mingyu smiled, stepped forward and hugged Jun Wulei, letting him lean on his body: "Okay, I will cook fish soup for you tonight."

"En." Jun Wulei slowly rested his head on Mingyu's shoulder, raised his hand after a few seconds of silence, and pointed to the sky: "Look, the sunset over there."

Mingyu looked in the direction of his finger, and in the burning clouds, a huge red sun slowly descended from the roof, thousands of miles of orange exploded into a floating light, and the sky suddenly darkened as soon as the light closed.

"It's so beautiful." Jun Wulei looked at it longingly and sighed.

"If you like it, I will watch the sunset with you every evening and watch the sunrise with you every morning." Mingyu smiled softly, and licked his earlobe lightly: "It's cool in the yard, and you just got sick Some, the wind can't blow, go into the house early."

Even though he felt that he was not satisfied, he nodded obediently and let Mingyu carry him back to the house.

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This article has been on the list for a few weeks without any hits, favorites, and no comments...it's too lonely.Although there are only a dozen clicks per chapter, I am still working hard to fill in the soil. I hope that those of you who have accompanied me to the present, have fun reading the article~~