The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

The taste of milk cake has not changed at all, and Zhu Jiuci is surrounded by the familiar sweetness, as if he has returned to March of Peach Blossoms.

Memory is really a magical thing, stored in the mind in an invisible and intangible way, maybe a picture, maybe a sound, sometimes a casual touch in life, or even a sudden taste, instantly disappears It can bring people back to the distant memories.

Some people use colors to store memories. January is white, February is warm yellow, March is light pink, and April is green.Zhu Jiuci thought for a while, he probably remembered it by smell.

With enough food and wine, Zhu Jiuci really ate a lot, and his stomach was full, and he even looked mellow when he looked at Liang Zhaoge.

"I really shouldn't let you eat the last bowl." Liang Zhaoge frowned and took the empty bowl aside.

Zhu Jiuci squinted his eyes and curled up in the mahogany soft chair, feeling intoxicated after eating too much milk cake.

Liang Zhaoge stood up and gently rolled up his sleeves, and touched his forehead to feel the temperature.

"Little Grandpa, wait a moment, Zhaoge is going to fetch new tea."

Zhu Jiuci got into a ball and nodded with his chin propped up.

He felt sleepy when he was full, and the warmth permeated his whole body from his stomach bit by bit. He was wrapped in the soft chair, so comfortable that he didn't want to move.

Liang Zhaoge walked out, and the door was gently closed.

The eight windows are still open, and the starlight of several glazed lamps in the courtyard can be vaguely seen.The one hanging on the eaves pretends to be a star, and the standing one is the star falling down.

It seemed that there was a breeze entering the garden, and the leaves outside were rustling, and then several windows crackled, and the cool wind poured in. Zhu Jiuci opened his eyes, and in his field of vision, there was a scroll hanging abruptly on the white wall.

Above is the mountain, below is the water.

Liang Zhaoge didn't know where to get the tea, and he never came back.

The wide-open windows reflect the dark courtyard outside. Although there are glazed lamps, they are just weak spots of light. The windows are like countless black holes turning the walls of the room into eyes in the darkness.

There was silence all around, and there was no sound.

Zhu Jiuci curled up in the soft chair, a little afraid of the excessive silence.

"Come on."

No one answered.

There were few servants in Xiyuan, and Liang Zhaoge was so quiet that he almost dismissed them all.

The breeze picked up again, first the leaves rattled, then the windows, and suddenly the hanging scroll began to shake.

"Is Zhaoge there?"

The hanging scroll hit the white wall.

The crisp sound was no different from that night's nightmare. Fear gripped Zhu Jiuci's heart instantly, and he jumped off the soft chair and ran out.

Zhu Jiuci gradually calmed down after rushing back to Dongyuan all the way and throwing himself into his little couch.

He curled up, his back turned outward.

In fact, it’s not that I’m afraid of the dark and ghosts. If the world is weird, there’s nothing more weird than him. He fell into this book inexplicably and knows the fate and ending of everyone. If it’s true, he’s just a lonely soul .

That's scary...

Zhu Jiuci turned over, with the quilt covering his head.

The ending in the book is like a predestined abyss, no matter what, he is getting closer step by step.There were hands behind him pushing him, and fate told him that these hands were Liang Zhaoge.

From the first day he came to this world, he tried his best to avoid him, but no matter what, he couldn't.

The memory of the book is actually fuzzy. When my sister told it, my nose was full of tears and it was late at night. In fact, the content of the story was not clear at all.

Regarding the ins and outs of the story, Zhu Jiuci only vaguely knew that after Liang Zhaoge entered the mansion, the little father-in-law and his family came to a tragic end.As for how Liang Zhaoge played a role in it, Zhu Jiuci didn't know at all, which is why he had no way to prevent all these tragedies from happening.

As far as Liang Zhaoge is concerned, what he did was actually unfair. He labeled the other party as a bad guy from the very first meeting, even though he did nothing, he was wronged.

After getting along for many days, Zhu Jiuci was shaken.

But every time he was shaken, the ending of the original book flooded into his mind involuntarily, if his parents were relatives...Zhu Jiuci was an accomplice to murder.

Zhu Jiuci sighed and gently hugged his body.

Jiang Chengzi once asked him back, what does the young master think is true?

The truth... Zhu Jiuci doesn't know.

Stretching his hands under the pillow, he suddenly felt a bit of familiar coldness, Zhu Jiuci was stunned.

Is the coldness at your fingertips real?

Compared with a broken book that can't be touched, why should you be dubious about the people you can touch in front of you.

Since he believed that Liang Zhaoge's character had nothing to do with the tragedy of the little father-in-law, why should he be afraid.

Zhu Jiuci sat up and realized that he was really a fool, his mind was disturbed by the absurd words, but he didn't believe the facts he saw, and he didn't believe the feelings he had for the people he lived with day and night.

Of course, it is not to completely abandon the absurdity of the paper, after all, it is a kind of vigilance.

Zhu Jiuci sat on the couch and thought over and over again. In the original book, Liang Zhaoge may have a connection with the young father-in-law's miserable life experience, but it is by no means the cause. There should be a misunderstanding between the two.

After clearing his mind, the fear suddenly dissipated.

He stretched out his hand, and chalcedony lay quietly in the center of his palm.I guess it's the third one.

Zhu Jiuci jumped to the bed, pulled a high chair and walked under the mahogany bookshelf.

Looking up, two huge vases were placed on the top of the bookshelf. Zhu Jiuci couldn't help laughing, remembering that he threw chalcedony on the top of the bookshelf like avoiding a flood.

stupid.

Alright, I'll rescue you today.

Zhu Jiuci carefully climbed onto the high chair and stood up. The chair shook slightly. He reached out to caress the top of the bookshelf, and felt a thick layer of dust on his hand.

The towering shadow of the vase is reflected on the wall, like a door god.

There was only a small oil lamp lit in the room, which was left by the servants according to the rules.Zhu Jiuci had just rushed all the way back to the couch and had no time to light the lamp. Now the room was dark, except for a faint light behind him.

Regardless of the dirt on the top, Zhu Jiuci stretched out his hands and pushed the two vases to the sides, stood on tiptoes, and leaned forward to take down the wooden box that the vases were blocking.

It opened with a click, and there were two pieces of chalcedony lying quietly at the bottom of the box.

He put the one in his hand in, hugged the box and leaned against the bookshelf in a daze.

Where do you put this box after you take it down?Might as well be safe on top of a bookshelf.

Zhu Jiuci thought for a while and put the box back, leaning forward to bring the two huge vases closer together.

There was a faint rustling sound in the yard, Zhu Jiuci turned his head to look over, and suddenly found a dark shadow behind him from the corner of his eye.

Zhu Jiuci was so frightened that he turned around in a panic, only to see Liang Zhaoge looking up at him with a pale face and his black hair loose.

In the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. Zhu Jiuci's little heart couldn't take it anymore. The high stool became unsteady under his feet, and Zhu Jiuci jumped down with a cry of surprise.

The waist was gently encircled, Zhu Jiuci fell into a gentle embrace, a little inaudible medicinal fragrance poured into the tip of his nose, he was about to sniff his nose, when his feet touched the ground, the embrace suddenly left, and the medicinal fragrance was gone again. no trace.

"Young master is naughty." Liang Zhaoge frowned.

"No..." Zhu Jiuci tried to refute.

Liang Zhaoge had no choice but to gently pull up his sleeves and pull him to sit beside the tea table.

The candle is lit, and the warmth spreads to the side along the fire.

"Why did the little father-in-law leave just now?"

"Hmm..." Zhu Jiuci couldn't make up an answer, and he couldn't say that he was afraid of the dark.

He raised his head, under the bright candlelight, there were two black paw prints on the front of Liang Zhaoge's clothes, Zhu Jiuci's eyelids twitched.

He stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand and said falteringly: "Zhaoge, you..."

The two black handprints are really conspicuous, no matter how gorgeous the neon clothes and feathers are, they can't resist the magic power of the two black claws.

Zhu Jiuci was running around in a hurry, afraid that Liang Zhaoge would look down and see him, leaning forward to pick up his clothes.

"Little Grandpa!" Liang Zhaoge showed a panicked expression for the first time, and dodged to the side.

In the dark room, the candlelight reflected the figures of the two on the wall, one flaunted while the other dodged.

Zhu Jiuci was a little anxious, and really didn't know how to coax the other party to take off his clothes without anyone noticing.

"Mr. Qin feels stuffy, why don't you take off your clothes!" Zhu Jiuci pounced on him again with his paws out.

Caught!

avoid...

There are two more black paw prints on the skirt.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Help.

Liang Zhaoge flashed behind the tea table, grasping the back of the chair with his slender fingertips, his face was a little red by the light of the fire.

"Does the young man drink tea? Zhaoge and Zhaoge came back after taking the tea and found that the young man was gone."

Zhu Jiuci stared at the four paw prints and had a headache. Hearing Liang Zhaoge's words with grievance, he quickly explained seriously: "I was a little sleepy just now, so I came back first. I'm sorry Zhaoge..."

"It's okay, young master, don't apologize."

Liang Zhaoge took out the tea pot from his sleeve, "The milk cake is sweet and greasy, and the young man ate too much today. Let's drink some tea, otherwise it will be uncomfortable at night. Drinking less will not affect your rest."

After a while, the two of them each held teacups and lay down side by side in two soft chairs. The soft chairs faced the window and they could see the stars in the sky.

The entrance of clear tea is as clear as stars in the sky.

Zhu Jiuci looked sideways, and the person beside him was lying quietly in the soft chair, the ink spread on both sides, and his beautiful face was illuminated by the faint night light.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly felt a little regretful that the moon was not big tonight, which really affected his appreciation of the beauty under the moon, but if the moon was full, the stars in the sky would be invisible again.

One cannot be too greedy.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly remembered the issues they had discussed during the day. He turned sideways, put his arms under his head, and asked Liang Zhaoge with bright eyes:

"What does Mr. Qin want to do in the future?"

Liang Zhaoge looked over, and the white moonlight cast slender shadows on his eyelashes, "What do you want to do in the future?"

Zhu Jiuci folded his arms angrily and turned around, why did he throw the question back to him one or two!

"Zhaoge speak first."

"Young master will definitely say it after Zhaoge is finished."

Zhu Jiuci looked at the starry sky and thought about it carefully, eating, drinking and having fun, wine shops and gambling houses, high-ranking officials and rich salaries, merchants and giants, free and easy knights, common people, and went through all the things he thought of in his mind.

Zhu Jiuci came to a conclusion depressed, "I don't know..."

Liang Zhaoge nodded, "That Zhaoge doesn't know either."

The author has something to say: Liang Zhaoge's brain theater rehearsal:

Director: camera lighting radio blower action!

Zhu Jiuci touched Liang Zhaoge's claws.

NG once

Zhu Jiuci touched Liang Zhaoge's claws.

NG twice

Zhu Jiuci touched Liang Zhaoge's claws.

NG three times

Director: I really don't need to act this part again! ! !

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Zhu Jiuci touched Liang Zhaoge's claws.

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