Daoist, I am married

Ming Cong shook his head: "We can't make a conclusion about the truth yet, we still need to go and see for ourselves."

The coast of the South China Sea is tortuous, and there are many residents who live scattered along the coast. The river where they live is located at the southernmost point, and the downstream of the current is also the place where the legend of the mirage begins.

The two walked around the village a few times and heard another rumor.

It is not unfounded to say that the mirage is gone. It is said that recently, in the middle of the night, residents who are closer to the sea can faintly hear some strange sounds coming from the sea.

"It looks like someone is crying, but the crying is terrible, hoarse and low, as if there is sticky phlegm in the throat, and they are out of breath." A villager continued, "So people are saying that it may be a mirage. The girl is gone, and the sea is crying."

"Why can't it be a mirage? She may have been injured, or something sad may have happened to her, maybe." Jin Ze asked.

The villagers shook their heads: "Someone said that, but who is the mirage? She is the god of the sea we have always enshrined. She is the ruler of the sea. Who can hurt her? Moreover, the voice of the mirage is as beautiful as flowing water in the legend. It is clear and pleasant, mellow and charming, how can it make such a sound?"

The two bid farewell to the villagers and left the village, intending to go to the beach to find out what happened.

As night fell, the two found a drier place by the sea to build a small shed and warmed up around the fire.

Axiu is right, the weather in Hainan is really changeable.When we first arrived, the big sun could almost melt a person, but now it was just night, and the swishing sea breeze gave Jinze a headache.

He couldn't help wrapping his "sweater" tightly.

Speaking of which, Axiu's battle robe may be good at designing the exterior, but the interior function is much weaker. After being slapped by the man in black, he still has some pain in his chest. If he didn't wear this shirt, he might be bedridden now. Great.

Ming Cong added a fire, and said to Jin Ze: "If it's cold, go to bed first."

Jin Ze shook his head: "Wait a little longer."

"It's already heated under the quilt, are you sure you don't want to go?" Ming Cong continued.

Jin Ze was a little shaken, but he shook his head again seeing Ming Cong motionless.

Jin Ze has already learned to use Baihaojie, and Ming Cong can no longer spy on his thoughts, seeing him shivering and still unwilling to go to sleep, it is very puzzled.

But in the end, he still couldn't stand the man's trembling, so he put his hand on Jin Ze's shoulder.

Jin Ze was trembling again by Ming Cong's movement, subconsciously stretched out his hand to push him, but Ming Cong grabbed his hand again.

"do not move."

The cold hands were surrounded by warmth, Kanazawa fell in love with this warmth, and didn't act pretentiously anymore.

It's just that the night is dark and the wind is high, and the lonely and widowed men are huddled together facing the seaside to warm up and watch the stars. This scene is too weird.

Seeing the low-browed and pleasing appearance of the person in his arms, Ming Cong finally showed a little smile, and hugged him even tighter.

"Did you really meet me when you were young?" After thinking for a long time, Jin Ze asked this question.

"I've seen it." Ming Cong replied.

Jin Ze looked up at him: "You don't even know how to repent. I grew up in Jinzhou, and Luoshen only went back once. Where did you meet me?"

Ming Cong pressed his head: "Of course I know that too."

"Then you..." Jin Ze couldn't wait to ask, but his mouth was gagged.

Ming Cong left his lips, looked at him and said: "Don't worry, listen to me."

After being kissed again, Jin Ze became quiet.

"Do you still remember the days when you and Mr. Bai went to Yangzhou together when you were 12 years old?"

Jin Ze paused, and pointed at Ming Cong's face: "You, are you the son of his family who sold sesame seed cakes at the entrance of the alley?"

Ming Cong: "..." He suppressed Jin Ze's hand and continued to hold it, "My surname is Song."

Jinze bowed his head in thought.

When he was 12 years old, he lived with his grandfather for a period of time, because Jin Ze was not serious about studying at that time, and he couldn't cultivate spiritual consciousness, so his grandfather was anxious for a long time.

Later, an old friend suggested to him that what is done on paper is always superficial, and he never knew that this matter had to be practiced.So his grandfather decided to take Jinze to the outside world to have a look, maybe he was used to seeing the evil spirits outside, and one day he suddenly became enlightened.

The following days became the most unforgettable time in Kanazawa.

He followed his grandfather to meet a lot of people, saw a lot of things, saw a tree that could talk, touched a flower that could smile, his eyes were no longer limited to Jinju, and he no longer held grudges against the old man.

The outside world is so good, he would be reluctant to leave.

If it means that Cong met him at this time, it is not impossible.But he had met so many people at that time that he really couldn't remember a few at the moment.

Looking at Jin Ze like this, he knew that he couldn't remember, Ming Cong sighed lightly and puffed up his mouth.

【how about this? 】

Jinze raised his head and saw Mingcong blinking his big eyes with his bulging cheeks, and pointing at the red mole on the center of his brow. Several blurred shadows overlapped with the person in front of him, flashing the face in his memory.

Jin Ze shook his head: "Impossible, how is it possible..."

He had a playmate in Yangzhou.

Because my grandfather had his own business, it was impossible to watch Jin Ze all the time, so he entrusted him to the neighbor's aunt to take care of him.

The aunt also has a little grandson, who is about the same size as Jin Ze, and Jin Ze became very good playmates with him.

This playmate is very deep in Kanazawa's memory, but he has no connection with the person in front of him at all.

Because that kid was a chubby little boy with a chubby body, and his stature was twice as tall as that of Kanazawa, who was thin and thin at the time.

Not only that, but this little chubby man was very timid. He followed Jin Ze at that time as a small follower. He didn't dare to push back loudly when he was ridiculed for putting a rouge on his forehead. It was Jin Ze who supported him and cheered him on. .Because of this, Jin Ze didn't dare to speak too loudly to him.

This made him have no idea of ​​connecting the two people together.

However, the habit of the two of them liking some rouge together is also similar.

"This is not rouge." Ming Cong said.

Jin Ze gave him a dissatisfied look and said, "Don't eavesdrop on my thoughts while I'm not paying attention." He knows how to use this Baihaojie, but the function of Baihaojie is for the young couple to be honest with each other, so If you don't want your heart to be watched, you can only be on guard all the time. If you don't pay attention to guard, the opponent can easily break through the defense.

Ming Cong said innocently: "Then, with your expression, how can I know if you despise me?"

Jin Ze was immediately hit by this sentence, yes, that's how it felt, that little chubby man used such a pitiful expression at that time, which made him willingly protect him for two months.

"You," Jin Ze rubbed his forehead, "How many other identities do you have that I don't know?"

Ming Cong shook his head: "No more."

Looking at the handsome face in front of him, Jin Ze really couldn't associate it with the chubby face back then.

In fact, he was only impressed by the good-looking people, but after spending some time together, Jin Ze couldn't forget that little chubby man, because the expression of foolishly following behind him was too unforgettable for him up.

People who are weak always have compassion.

But, looking at the person in front of him again, he really wasn't just pretending?

Taking a deep breath, Jin Ze pushed Ming Cong's hand away, feeling the need to stay away from him and calm down.

Seeing him pushing away, Ming Cong couldn't help but wanted to lean in again.

Jin Ze waved his hand at him: "You have no reputation with me now, I have to think about what you said is true and what is false."

Ming Cong bowed his head a little guilty, and Jin Ze snorted.

Ming Cong looked up at him, and said, "I promise, I will never tell you a lie in the future."

Looking at his appearance, Jin Ze couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and said, "Oh, let's hear from the Three Virtues and Four Virtues."

Ming Cong was exhausted and stared at him.

Jin Ze laughed so hard that he covered his stomach and squatted on the ground.

Ming Cong was baffled by his smile, but couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and murmured: "Is it so funny?"

Jin Ze smiled and said: "Master Dao, your expression is too young for a daughter-in-law."

Being evaluated like this, Ming Cong was not angry either, the expression on his face was full of accommodating and indulgent towards Jin Ze.

Smiling and laughing, Jin Ze remembered again: "What did you say at the beginning, you are willing to marry me, did you decide when you were young?"

Ming Cong didn't speak, Jin Ze stood up holding his stomach, walked up to him and continued to ask: "Actually, you were fascinated by my heroic figure at that time, right?"

Ming Cong remained silent.

"Is it? Isn't it?" Jin Ze asked with a deeper smile on his face.

Seeing the smug look on the face of the person in front of him, Ming Cong blinked, couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his open and closed mouth, then lowered his head to kiss him.

The hot and humid breath hit, Jinze stabilized his figure and did not dodge.

Knowing that the person in front of him plotted against him when he was very young, Jin Ze's mood changed a few times, and he finally felt that he was in a favorable position, and he became open-minded about the kiss, no longer resisted, and enjoyed it calmly.

The sea breeze is still blowing, only increasing and not decreasing, just like Kanazawa's hot heart, jumping more and more.

There is a familiar taste between the lips and teeth, as well as a sense of humidity and heat, and the hot wind blowing on the face is no longer biting.In his ear was the same messy breathing as his own, accompanied by soft sucking, which made his chest thump hot.

Until the big hands around his waist were about to bend his waist, Jin Ze pushed away the person in front of him with a muffled grunt, and complained aloud: "Don't you have any points for how strong you are?"

It's just a kiss, it's like a fight, and he can't run away after making such a big effort.

Ming Cong was very guilty, and said: "Where does it hurt, I will rub it for you."

Jin Ze licked his lips and said, "Don't move your hands." He reached out and pinched Ming Cong's chin.

Ming Cong stared at him.

Kanazawa: "Close your eyes."

Ming Cong obediently closed his eyes.

Kanazawa stretched his neck and leaned forward.

Visible by the dim light of the fire.The lip shape of the bright onion is very beautiful, not too thick, not too thin, soft, and a very comfortable touch.

Thinking of this, Jin Ze moved a little closer, and just as he came into contact with the soft touch, a voice suddenly came from the sea.