Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

When Xuan Zifeng woke up, the sun had already set.

Due to the previous toss, he just came out of a deep sleep and was extremely exhausted physically, but Xuan Zifeng's spirit was too excited to hold back.

Before he woke up, Shu Cai left a note telling him that he could use the room in the teaching assistant's mansion.

Xuan Zifeng, who was vigilant and sleeping lightly, didn't notice at all, completely unaware that another person had come.

He leaned against the window on the fourteenth floor of the Shenmu School, looking at Baoyu City in the night.

The warm words "Lights of Ten Thousand Houses" surged into Xuan Zifeng's heart, adding a bit of peace to his excited brain.

Xuan Zifeng withdrew his eyes, and his lowered eyes naturally fell on the teacher's mansion at the foot of Shenmu School.

Early this morning, there was already a place for him in the teaching assistant's mansion he had been to, and the light in Shu Cai's room was on, adjacent to his room.

Next, is Songyun Mansion.

Almost at the same time as he saw the light there, Xuan Zifeng's heart was beating fast, knocking on his chest frantically, clamoring for him to open the closed gate of his heart, and pour out all the emotions that could not be expressed in his mouth. come out.

The part of the body that hadn't yet awakened was strongly driven by the heart, Xuan Zifeng rushed out almost instinctively, flew down the Shenmu conduit, and ran towards the faint light.

The slightly chilly evening wind in autumn brushed against Xuan Zifeng's cheeks and ears, taking away all distracting thoughts, leaving only a heart full of beating.

After a few steps, he stood in front of the mansion and knocked on the courtyard door eagerly.

The blood that was too noisy hit the ends of his body, making Xuan Zifeng's hands tremble slightly.

However, Xuan Zifeng waited for a cup of tea, and did not wait for Songyun to open the door for him.

Waiting like this almost made Xuan Zifeng's heart cool down.

Finally, footsteps came.

——Okay, the little deer crashing again.

If Xuan Zifeng had just arrived, he might have thrown himself directly at Song Yun because his mind was hot.But now he was shut outside and blown by the cold wind for a while, and the recklessness that he dared to do anything was blown away long ago.

"Squeak!"

The door opened, and it was the person who was as pine as jade.

Song Yun's body was slightly damp, and it seemed that he had just bathed, so he came a little late.He wore a white jade five-beam crown, and changed into a moon-white cross-collar Taoist robe, with a blue sash tied with a double money knot in front of his body.

——In other words, Master has a "little tail" today!

Ever since he came out of Hongjianzong, Songyun seldom wears a single tasseled Confucian belt, and it's been a long time since the cute little tail dragged behind him.

Xuan Zifeng felt that Song Yun's face could not be seen enough, and secretly expected that the fringed tassels would sway slightly after Song Yun turned around.

"What's the matter?" Song Yun asked.

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Xuan Zifeng blinked his innocent eyes, "I just want to see Mr. Songyun, can't I?"

There is really nothing to do with him, Song Yun sighed and asked: "Have you eaten?"

Xuan Zifeng shook his head.

"Then come in and have a bowl of porridge before leaving."

After finishing speaking, Song Yun leaned forward to let Xuan Zifeng come in, and then closed the courtyard door.

With this behavior that was tantamount to luring a wolf into the house, Xuan Zifeng's evil heart that was blown out by the cold wind ignited again.The fire burned his brain to the point of losing his sense of propriety, righteousness and shame.

Song Yun turned around and walked into the house, the tassels of Confucian tassels behind him swayed lightly, as if scratching Xuan Zifeng's heart.

This time Xuan Zifeng couldn't bear it anymore.He stretched out his hand and grabbed the "little tail" that made his heart shudder.

"What are you doing?" Song Yun looked back at him, there was no displeasure on his face, just a bit of surprise, and turned to helplessness, "How old is it? Only a three-year-old Hong Jianzong can do this, and a five-year-old It's too childish. Why don't you let go soon?"

The voice is so soft that anyone who hears it will feel light.

Seeing Song Yun pampering him in every possible way, Xuan Zifeng unconsciously wanted to test Song Yun's bottom line.

So, the little fairy smiled lightly and said: "If I don't let go, will the master get angry and want to drive me out?"

"Let go, you really don't want to be ashamed." Song Yun didn't answer directly, and turned around to pull her own belt.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Zifeng seemed to be confident, and became more and more daring when he acted coquettishly, he actually shook the tassel.

"There are only Mr. Songyun and I here. As long as Mr. Song doesn't get angry and throws me out of the yard for people to see, I won't be ashamed."

Song Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you get this nonsense?"

He just patted the back of Xuan Zifeng's hand lightly and pulled away the pretty little chicken feet.

——Does this mean that I have the qualifications to be 'proud of being favored'?

Xuan Zifeng clenched his heart secretly, and followed behind Song Yun.

The study room is still not tidy even after tidying up.After all, there are quite a lot of books here.Xuan Zifeng glanced at the bookshelves, and found that all the small ornaments were crowded into one grid.Obviously, the original territory of these small objects has been occupied by an increasing number of new books.

The seemingly absent cedar fragrance in the air is mixed with the rich tea and rice fragrance, making it appear leisurely and quiet.They sat opposite each other at the desk.

Xuan Zifeng hugged the empty porridge bowl and rinsed his mouth with tea, feeling uneasy for some reason.

——What if, what if Sister Cai was overdoing it, wouldn't that be too bad?

Now Xuan Zifeng's heart is sometimes in his throat, and sometimes can jump out of the sky.Flustered and uneasy, he instinctively looked for the most accustomed way to act, trying to reveal his sincerity in a roundabout way.

"Mr. Songyun, have you ever regretted what you did before?"

——For example, Zhuo Yingtian.

Of course, Xuan Zifeng would not say this name.

The little chick is a thief in his heart.

"I think... I probably don't regret it." Song Yun lowered his eyes and said: "Compared with regretting after doing something, I think it is more likely to regret for not doing something. Even if it was not at all at the time Calm decisions, like this."

Song Yun raised his wrist, and the cuffs of jacquard silk slipped off, revealing the scar left when he picked off his tendons.

"Although I was impulsive and reckless at the time, and I did regret it when I was trapped in the brothel, but now I look at it more calmly, but I don't regret it. For me at the time, this move was enough for me and Zong The door owes nothing to each other, so I will not feel guilty about what I will do next."

"Then how about watching it now?" Xuan Zifeng asked.

The sleeves slipped down the hanging jade arms, covering the scars on the wrists.Song Yun lowered her head and tidied up the folds of her elbows, saying: "At that time, the pain in my heart was enough to strangle me, if I didn't hurt my body in this way and vent my unbearable emotions, I would be even worse. "

Xuan Zifeng subconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand.

"You child is actually very easy to empathize with others, but you didn't realize it." Song Yun saw Xuan Zifeng's nervousness sharply, and smiled reassuringly, causing Xuan Zifeng to let go of the teacup awkwardly, He pinched the corner of his clothes.

——What is a "child"?Xuan Zifeng figured out something was wrong from these words.

Seeing this, Song Yun said in a rather unscrupulous tone: "Looking at it now, even if I was standing up, I was a little slave with a bad brain. But when I knelt in front of the temple, I was alive than ever before." Be human."

At that moment, Song Yun could finally control his will and body, even in a way that hurt himself.

Twelve years have passed since the day Hong Jianzong was humiliated, and he has long been left behind by Song Yun.The great event of the sky falling and the earth falling back then can only cause some small ripples now.

"However, it's not without some regrets. For example, I really shouldn't have given the landlord the one hundred thousand Lingjue ransom fee. You said there was nothing wrong with me with that money? You can walk comfortably and don't owe anyone." Song Yun shook his head with a smile.

But even those tiny "ripples" Xuan Zifeng couldn't bear it, he didn't want Song Yun to feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Xuan Zifeng wanted to do something, but the desk and the sea of ​​books and ink on it silently separated the distance between the two of them.

This made Xuan Zifeng feel strongly lost and unwilling.

He was an "outsider" from beginning to end.Even if he already knew about Song Yun's past, even if Xuan Zifeng knew Song Yun's mental journey better than anyone else, he was still not qualified to give comfort and hugs.

Suddenly, Song Yun's eyes moved slightly, and said: "Also, I blamed you wrongly on the day you left, and regretted saying a lot of serious things to you. As a teacher, I shouldn't say that kind of thing to my students no matter what. , I am not good, can you forgive the teacher?"

Because he is just a "student", just a "child".The things he wanted to do, the things he said were out of bounds, offensive, and disrespectful to his goddamn identity.

Xuan Zifeng didn't want to do this anymore.

All worries and temptations were thrown away, leaving only the unquenchable agitation in his chest.

"I have never complained to Mr., Mr. is willing to tell me this, it is for my own good, and also because he trusts me." Xuan Zifeng got up and walked to Song Yun, looking at him with affectionate eyes, "Sir, I don't want to regret it. I can Do what I want?"

Song Yun avoided Xuan Zifeng's scorching gaze, and looked at the manuscript on the table, "Of course. You don't need other people's approval to do what you want."

"But this matter is a bit special, I'm afraid I can't do it without asking for your opinion." Xuan Zifeng leaned closer, his eyebrows and eyes were watery and autumnal, and he looked so serious.

The tea cup in Song Yun's hand trembled slightly, if the tea in it wasn't empty, it would have spilled out.

How clever he is, and he has rolled in the field of fireworks, how could he fail to hear the hint in Xuan Zifeng's words.

If it was just a hint that he could still hold it back, but Xuan Zifeng's next words made him almost impossible to retreat.

"Mr. Songyun, you are the one in my heart."

There is no hint, no foreshadowing, no ambiguity or tactful embellishment.Just a word of sincerity that washes away the vanity is enough to shake Song Yun's defense that is already riddled with holes.

How could he have thought that Xuan Zifeng would go straight like this as soon as he came up?He thought that this kid would have to slowly tear off the armor that grew together with the flesh and blood, and that it would take some effort and time to heal his body and mind, and then he would tentatively reveal his half-hearted intentions...

Unexpectedly, Xiaojizai directly raised the white flag and surrendered.

As everyone knows, Xuan Zifeng has been with him for so many years in the illusion, and he is already reluctant to let his little master suffer and suffer.

Xuan Zifeng said, unconsciously clutching the clothes on his heart, "Happiness is also because of you, and worry is also because of you. You are the one who is emotional, and you are the one who wants to be aroused."

The phrase "the person in my heart" made every "you" in Xuan Zifeng's words not like a distant politeness, but an unrestrained and charming spring love.

"I came here by order, and I coveted Mr. Li. I'm sorry. But I am no longer a spy of the Lingfeng Hall, and I am sincere to you..."

"Okay!" Song Yun put down his teacup and interrupted Xuan Zifeng, "Stop talking."

Song Yun raised his hand and rubbed the painful temporal region, and covered his hot face with his sleeve, "I know, there's no need to say it."

The palm he pushed Xuan Zifeng away was not heavy at all, it didn't even look like a rejection.

"I thought, you must feel disillusioned after knowing the past. But then I thought, you have been studying in Shenmu School for so many years, I should believe that the students are not that kind of person. I thought you would have to wait for a while... ... who knew you..."

The red pupils were full of water, and fell on Xuan Zifeng with all kinds of helplessness.

"If I say something against my will, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to stab a knife in my heart and lungs. If I want to say it bluntly, it will also hurt you. Xuan Zifeng, you are not yet a crown, and you are not yet an adult. As an adult, I can't So to you."

Xuan Zifeng originally thought that his heart fell on a vast expanse of white snow, and he had to beat hard and heat up hard to melt the extremely cold ice.

But gradually, he realized that there was never an ice field and snow mountain, but a warm, soft and soft land, with heat, which warmed his frozen hands, feet and soul back to life.

Song Yun let out a long sigh, as if struggling between honesty and concealment.

"You are really... I was looking forward to your well-being, I wanted you to be free, and I never said it because of the teacher-student gap. But why do you want to pierce this layer of window paper and force me to be a bad person?"

Here at Songyun, Xuan Zifeng is not a tool or an abandoned son, but a living person and a student he protects.

— No wonder he always said "children."

Xuan Zifeng figured out some deeply hidden feelings from those restrained words.

——So it turns out that the master is to alert himself?

This person cared about him, probably more than he thought.

Xuan Zifeng gently took Song Yun's cold hand, and said: "Mr. Song Yun, I love you. You don't want me, you are hurting me and making me sad."

"Go!" Song Yun wanted to get rid of the evil little chicken claws, but he was afraid of hurting people's hearts, and he was a bit reluctant, so he had to struggle a little and let him lead him, "Where did you learn your glib tongue?"

"I learned it from you." Xuan Zifeng pushed forward, "Can I hug you?"

Song Yun couldn't help him acting coquettishly, but she still ruthlessly refused, "No."

"Sir, you don't love me, it makes me very sad." Xuan Zifeng was very energetic, shaking Song Yun's hand and cuffs with both hands, looking at Song Yun eagerly.

The corners of his immortal eyes are dangerous embankments, which can easily make people stumble and drown in the affectionate eyes, and choke on the potion full of love Gu.

"Where did I say no?" Song Yun almost sighed out of his lungs and gave up struggling, "It's because I have you in my heart, so I don't want to restrain you, control you, change you, and hurt you for my own selfish desires. You, Xuan Zifeng, do you understand?"

Xuan Zifeng argued: "You treat me well, why don't I understand? But what kind of overstepping is a hug? Even refusing to give me this is not torturing me, asking me to 'get what I want' to restrain me and call me 'Wumei Sifu' to control me."

After messing around, Xuan Zifeng put the hands of the two in front of his chin again, his lips almost kissed his fingers.He just looked at Song Yun pitifully like this, "Master's hug is something that others have in graduation ceremonies, but I'm the only one left behind."

The fairy man was wronged and wanted his life.

Song Yun really couldn't hold it back, so he could only sigh, stepped forward to hug it gently, raised his hand to stroke the chicken's back to smooth the chicken's feathers.

"You, why are there so many fallacies." Song Yun always felt that he was still too used to the little chick.

On the other side, how could Xuan Zifeng miss this opportunity?

——Isn’t it a big loss for the mother chicken who was finally hugged just to go through the motions?

He immediately hugged Song Yun's waist, not letting go.

In the past, Xuan Zifeng always felt that the rime cloud in front of him was like jade, warm and flawless, revealing the coolness of the stone; it was also like a pine in the snow, standing upright and repelling people thousands of miles away.They are all distant, unreachable, and repulsive existences.

But now, without the deliberate distance and estrangement, the saint on the podium and the beauty on the altar finally walked down slowly, and became a living person living on the tip of his heart.

Song Yun patted Xuan Zifeng on the back, "Okay, are you satisfied this time? It's almost done."

——If you really want to "get it", why don't you see Master pushing you?Xuan Zifeng was secretly delighted.

Forgiveness' body temperature is too warm, compared with the wind, frost, rain and snow in the past, it is too hard to extricate oneself.

Xuan Zifeng played tricks and refused to let go, rubbing Song Yun's ear and said: "Then you say you love me first. If you don't say it, it will hurt my heart."

This time, Song Yun has completely compromised, "If I don't have you in my heart, how can I let you mess around? Let go."

The voice fell to the ground, but the hand wrapped around his waist did not let go, but even more forceful.

"Master, if you play tricks, don't blame me for not admitting it. You didn't say 'love me'." Xuan Zifeng lowered his head against Song Yun's forehead, shook his head and rubbed Song Yun's nose with the tip of his nose, "Master, can I ask for love?" A dear?"

He roughly guessed Song Yun's bottom line, knowing that he would be rejected, but deliberately doing it, the small calculation in his heart was loud and clear.

"No."

Sure enough, Song Yun did not agree.

Xuan Zifeng bent over slightly, resting his chin on Song Yun's shoulder, "If you don't give me a kiss, then I can just hold her for a while and let it go."

He is waiting for Songyun here.

"..."

Song Yun was about to be worn to death by him.

The cheating here is not over yet, and Xuan Zifeng started a new round of being a monster, "Since the master also likes me, can I 'contradict' the master?"

Dare to say anything.

Song Yun was already so angry that he didn't want to spoil him anymore, so he raised his hand and slapped Xuan Zifeng on the head, "Don't even think about it, you little bastard!"

At any rate, as a former oiran, Song Yun wouldn't become angry from embarrassment because of such a little dirty talk.It's just that the person he loves is still young, the one he shouldn't and can't love now.Xuan Zifeng can be unscrupulous, but Song Yun cannot.

His integrity was about to collapse, and even the city wall outside the gate of his heart had already been smashed to pieces.

But this chick desperately seduces people, using deadly temptations to tempt the hearts of people who can't stand the test.

"Master... this will not work, and that will not work. When it will work, you must give me a letter!" Xuan Zifeng buried his head in Song Yun's neck.

"You can't do it until you are an adult." Song Yun firmly shook off the nostalgia in his heart, pushed him away mercilessly, and comforted him: "Hey, wait for you to reach the crown."

——Ji Guan... Shenmu School can graduate a batch of new chicks!Master's chick is still fledgling!

Xuan Zifeng said with a bitter face: "Master, can we follow Sentance's rules? Don't wait for me to be twenty."

"Let's just wait a little longer." Song Yun withdrew his hand and distanced himself from Xuan Zifeng, "When you get older, you might find that I'm nothing more than that, not as much as you think..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Zifeng's serious expression blocked the words after Song Yun.

With a slightly restrained expression on his face, Xuan Zifeng said in a deep voice: "Could it be that in the eyes of Master, my mind is a piece of junk that can't last for a few days? You clearly know what I think, but you still don't believe it?" Me, torture me, and hang me. Master, you are so cruel."

Instead of the obsessive childish attitude, Xuan Zifeng put on the completely opposite appearance again, letting people know that he is no longer a child, but a man.

Xuan Zifeng was faintly taller than Song Yun when he left Shenmu School, and now that he is back, he is even better in stature, with a bit more fortitude tempered by hardships, and he is no longer the youthful child he was when he first entered Baoyu City.

This was aimed at the weakness of Song Yun's heart defense, disintegrating his last line of defense.No matter how eloquent Song Yun is, if his heart softens, he can't say anything.

Song Yun thought, always getting tired of playing quickly when you get it, and always fascinated by what you can't get.

The cold water that was poured several times could not extinguish the thing in Xuan Zifeng's heart, on the contrary, it was so moist that the seed that was about to germinate became stronger and stronger, which made the boy more reluctant and more itchy.

Young people's minds are more blocked than sparse. Mother Chicken naturally knows it after teaching students for so many years.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Yun finally nodded.

"Okay, follow Sentance's rules and wait for you to be eighteen."

Xu Shi couldn't stand such a gaffe, couldn't bear the torment of restraint, Song Yun who lost his heart didn't want to be rational and also threw away his helmet and armor, he turned around, walked to the window and turned his back on Xuan Zifeng.

The holding hands are gone, and the hugs are gone.But it doesn't mean that Xuan Zifeng can't be a demon if he gets close to him.

——I just tugged at my sleeves, which law of heaven and law of the king have I violated?

The moon-white sleeves were pinched by Xuan Zifeng, the texture of the jacquard silk was silky and cold, and the dark patterns of Ruyi and Begonia flowers were very beautiful. If you go up the sleeves, you can see the four-inch wide collar, which cannot be completely covered up. Slender jade neck.

"I haven't seen Master wearing this before. Is it new clothes?" Xuan Zifeng asked.

Song Yun let him talk, "You like my clothes so much? Don't you have any new clothes to wear?"

"I only like the ones worn by Master. I don't lack clothes myself. Sister Cai buys me new clothes every year on my birthday..."

In the middle of speaking, Xuan Zifeng suddenly lost his voice.

Song Yun thought he was talking about something sad, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Xuan Zifeng not only did not show a fragile expression, but smiled rather slyly.

He said maliciously: "Master, do you still remember my birthday?"

I don't know what this kid is planning, so Song Yun can only answer truthfully: "Remember, the day of Hanlu, right?"

"Master remembers my birthday, I'm so happy." Xuan Zifeng smiled brighter, "Then do you still remember the day when I was hunted down by Zizhiwei?"

Song Yun felt more and more deceitful, but suffering from lack of evidence, he had no choice but to say: "Mid-Autumn Festival. I left the dinner on the spot, and I was dragged into the illusion by you before I even had time to change my clothes. Why, is there a problem?"

"Do you still remember that we drifted in the illusion for a few days." Seeing that the little fairy chicken was so happy that it almost burst out.

"Seven days, why..."

Suddenly, Song Yun stopped.

The stamina of being dragged into the illusion was so strong that neither of them paid much attention to the changes in the date and season.

There are eight days between Mid-Autumn Festival and Cold Dew this year.Thinking about it carefully, they were immersed in the illusion for seven days, and when they returned to the Shenmu School, they tossed from sunrise to sunset...

In other words, after midnight, it would be Xuan Zifeng's birthday.

Xuan Zifeng, who had been prepared for a long time, took out the commemorative pocket watch of Shenmu School in his skirt, pressed his thumb on the button with light force, and the pop-up dial came into view, and the pointer on it just passed Zizheng.

Song Yun: "..."

He co-authored so many reasons just now, but in the end it was all nonsense?

He has accumulated so many worries, depression, patience, and restraint in his heart, and he has prepared a lot of mental preparations. Is it because he is an empty-nest hen who is passionate?

The distressed mother chicken said nothing.

The chick who is strategizing is happy in his heart.

"Master, I am eighteen today."

Xuan Zifeng shook the pocket watch in his hand, almost showing off his might.

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Age difference between mother hen and chick

Sometimes there is a wonderful age difference of ten years, sometimes 11 years,

Because one has a birthday in January at the beginning of the year (Great Cold Day), and the other has to wait until the end of the year (Cold Dew) in October, so the period from February to September can be calculated as a difference of 11 years.