starry night orchid

Sikong Zhaixing looked sideways at Rongrong, the distance was so close, the tip of his nose was full of Rongrong's breath, and the light medicinal fragrance lingered around the woman's fragrance, making Sikong Zhaixing a little dizzy for a while.

Sikong Zaixing stared blankly at Rong Rong for a while, until another clump of fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the bright fire made Rongrong frown, and Sikong Zaixing came back to his senses.Carefully moving, first to block the light, then reach out to hug Rongrong, jump off the roof, gently place Rongrong on the bed, and cover her with a quilt.It was obviously just a few simple movements, but after doing these, Sikong Zaixing was sweating profusely in the winter.

This is the second time he hugged Rongrong, the first time was when he first met.At that time, Rongrong was covered in blood, her face was pale, life and death were at stake, and even her breathing was so shallow that she could hardly hear it.Thinking about it, Sikong Zhaixing sat down beside Rongrong's bed and looked at her carefully again.

He didn't have to save her, after all, the death of others has nothing to do with him.But he was saved, because this pale woman puzzled him. Even though her life was gradually disappearing, there was a smile on her lips, as if she was relieved and expected.Sikong Zhaixing suddenly wanted to know what her smile would look like if she was awake.So he picked her up and entrusted her to the Qi family, and then went to complete the commission from his employer, thinking that if she survived, he might entrust her to take care of his home.

At that time, this sudden thought was only a moment, and he didn't even feel that it would be a pity if the woman couldn't be saved, after all, life and death are destiny.But when he returned to the home of the Qi family, everything began to change.Up to now, I can see Rongrong smiling at him every day. He has never been so grateful for his decision.

Sikong Zhaixing also smiled at Rongrong who was sleeping, got up and gently closed the door and walked out.

Rongrong slept very deeply this time, and the warmth wrapped her around her, making her smile even in her dreams.

She dreamed of the past, the past that was almost forgotten in the years of waiting.It seems that I was still a child, watching everything curiously in the arms of my parents.There are festive colors everywhere, fireworks and firecrackers, the sound of people, noisy and complete.When there were a lot of people, Dad would let her ride on his shoulders and hold Auntie by the hand, while Auntie, who had a calm smile, followed Dad closely, shaking the rattle from time to time to make her laugh.Such a peaceful and peaceful day...

When Rongrong opened her eyes, she was in a daze, as if she was still in a dream.The winter sun shines into the house through the window paper, and the fine dust in the air rises, quiet and soft.Rongrong looked sideways for a long time before she remembered what happened last night. She still remembered the fireworks flying into the sky, but she couldn't remember what happened after that.Looking at the sunlight penetrating into the room again, and pressing the corners of her brows, Rong Rong couldn't help sighing, she really slept for a long time.

There was a light knock on the door, and Sikong Zhaixing called softly from outside: "Rongrong is awake? Get up and eat something."

Rongrong responded, got up, changed her clothes and tidied up a bit, and then went out.When I went out to see the sun, it was really late.

Seeing Rongrong standing at the door, Sikong Zaixing came forward and asked, "Why are you standing still? Uncomfortable?" He frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to Rongrong's forehead.I was already very careful last night, did Rongrong still catch a cold?

Rongrong let him put her palm on her forehead, and with a slight smile, said in a low voice: "It's so warm..."

Sikong Zhaixing paused for a moment, and then showed a reassuring smile: "It seems that I'm fine, and I don't look sleepy." Then he slightly bent his index finger and tapped Rongrong's forehead lightly, "How can I say that?" Are you talking nonsense?"

It's knocking, but it's just brushing lightly. It's not a lesson but a boundless pampering.Su Rongrong didn't even raise her hand to rub her forehead, she just smiled: "How am I talking nonsense?"

Sikong Zhaixing didn't argue with her, instead he dragged her to eat something, she slept really deeply this time.

After New Year's Eve is the first month, which is a festive day.Sikong Zhaixing and Su Rongrong have no relatives here, except for each other, so although the New Year's flavor is strong, they only interact with a few familiar neighbors and say a few happy new year to each other.The rest of the people are busy in every household, visiting relatives and friends to pay New Year's greetings. Most of the time they just spend time alone at home, which is quite enjoyable.

The first day to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the temple fair. Sikong Zaixing had planned to take Rongrong there before, and the two were scheduled to go out on the sixth day, so the night before urged Rongrong to go to bed early, and the first day of the sixth day She had already called Rong Rong to prepare to go out.Although they had already left early, the temple fair was already full of people, and many people came from neighboring towns in the dark, just to burn incense in the temple and pray for their homes to be safe.

When Sikong Zaixing knew the time of the temple fair, he asked Rongrong if he wanted to offer incense, but Rongrong refused.In Rongrong's view, everything is enough for now, and I don't know what else I can ask for if I ask her. At most, I just wish that the present day can last for a long time. The Buddha is afraid that he will not be able to take care of her little girl.Although these reasons were not mentioned, Sikong Zhaoxing just asked casually, since Rongrong refused, he didn't care too much.

In this way, compared with those pilgrims who rush to the temple to burn incense and pray, they seem to be much more leisurely.Among the crowd, Sikong Zaixing led Rongrong all the way, fearing that he would be scattered by the people coming and going.Rongrong didn't care much, because she believed that even if she got separated, Sikong Zhaixing would definitely come back to find her, but being wrapped in warm palms was really warm, so she didn't say much.

The temple fair in the town is extremely lively, there will be many dragon and lion dances, and there are even vendors hawking along the street.Artists walking on stilts walked past them, dressed in costumes, singing and dancing like walking on the ground. At the beginning of the new year, they performed lively plays, such as Navigating the Heavenly Palace, Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, immortals, and clowns.The children on the street were clapping and laughing, and Sikong Zaixing and Rongrong were also having fun.

The hawkers along the street shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of people passing and going in this noisy street, and attract customers.Sikong Zhaixing and Su Rongrong didn't deliberately walk in any direction, they just walked and stopped along with the crowd.Rongrong didn't pay much attention when her gaze casually passed over the stalls on the street. Instead, Sikong Zhaixing suddenly discovered something, pulled Rongrong and walked over.

It was a jewelry stall. The owner of the stall was an elderly woman, but she was in good spirits. She didn't do much to attract customers. She greeted the occasional customers who stopped by with a smile, and didn't buy anything even if she was just looking casually. , she was not annoyed that her smile did not change at all.Seeing Sikong Zaixing and Su Rongrong approaching, the stall owner said with a smile: "Young master and girl, just take a look."

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