Xiaoxiao

The rain seemed to be a little light, and the indifferent white shadow that changed from virtual to real, and from real to virtual, gradually disappeared in the depths of the rain and mist.The icy-blue phoenix feather that fell off unintentionally, brushed against Qin Xiao's cheek with the wind, "Phoenix King?" Qin Xiao looked back and stared at the past, only the slanting rain remained.

Mo Ling, who has never known the truth, doesn't understand what Qin Xiao is afraid of. What she can think of at this moment, and what she can do is to take one step at a time.When he reaches the end of the road and has no way to go, or finds another way around a detour, he will not complain about others, as long as there is a chance, he will desperately seize it.

The city invited a doctor who specializes in treating bruises, and he didn't want him to heal his injuries. At least the doctor had to see it before he could rest assured. "Qin Xiao, I know you don't want to, but the doctor is already waiting outside the door. Let him come in to see your injury." Distressed to see, it is not only bloody, you can even clearly see the white bones buried under the skin and glowing with cold light, Mo Ling sighed heavily, "Please."

"A little injury..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Ling replied, "Is a broken leg considered a serious injury? I can't bear to see you like this. You don't want me to heal your injuries, and you don't want a doctor to heal your injuries. Then Transfer your injury to me, I will bear the pain for you." Mo Ling wanted to raise his hand to cast a spell, but Qin Xiao stopped him by grabbing his wrist, "You let him come in to examine my wound."

"I knew you loved me." Mo Ling seemed to have eaten honey from his mouth to his heart, but whatever Qin Xiao said, even a short heart-warming word or a careless expression of concern would make him excited Get carried away.Serving water and decocting medicine is extremely busy, as if doing these things for him is a matter of course.

Seeing him dislike the bitterness of the decoction, frowning frequently, and begging himself whether he could not drink the medicine, Mo Ling's heart felt as if someone had tightly clamped it with his hands, and he was so painful that he dared not speak.If it wasn't for healing his wounds, he wouldn't want him to drink it.The palm of her hand lightly fell on Qin Xiao's head, caressing his silver hair, and often tricked him into "just take it again."

Until the next day, Qin Xiao almost overturned the medicine bowl, and turned around willfully, "How many more will you take again, I won't believe you." Who would swallow such an unpalatable herbal medicine.Before he could think, his chin was pinched domineeringly, his teeth were pried open with his mouth, and the medicine was given to him frantically.

When he let go, he accidentally pulled out an unbroken silver thread, and looked at each other like that, "Are you angry?" Never seen Mo Ling treat himself so domineeringly and tyrannically, looking at him in astonishment, afraid that he would get angry, and then Afraid that he will be angry.Blindly pampering, no one is willing to leave, even though he doesn't want to, but he still wants to annoy him!

"I'm not angry, do you still find it unpleasant to feed you like this?" Seeing Qin Xiao's silence, Mo Ling didn't refuse, supported his thin body, and fed him mouthful after mouthful. There was a ray of light on his face, and he said softly, "Heal your wounds well!"

The sun is warm at this time, and the heart is warm. Unfortunately, how long can such days last?

Whether it's Da Qinxiao or Xiao Qinxiao, most of them like to lean on Mo Ling's chest and look out the window at the almost ripe purple grapes.Seeing them embracing and getting together, they don't like to huddle together, just like him and Mo Ling.

However, there is always a banquet in the world, so if you pinch your fingers, there are still a few days until the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl will meet!At least to survive that day, it would be better if Mo Ling accompanied him to eavesdrop on a love story under the grape trellis.

Mo Ling once asked Qin Xiao if there was anyone he liked before meeting him, Qin Xiao was silent for a moment, revealing a trace of tenderness, "Yes, but unfortunately he never looked at me carefully!" It made his heart skip a beat, if there hadn't been for this nightmarish spell to reveal his heart in front of that carp spirit, would Mo Ling not have appeared.

Above the clouds, the heart-piercing cries of that person still linger in my ears, even if Yu Mo's three souls and seven souls are scattered into the ghost world, the demon world or the demon world, even if it takes thousands or ten thousand years In time, as long as Jun Xi can survive, he will recover Yu Mo's fragmented soul completely.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart, if there is a person who can treat him like Junxi treats Yumo?What is there to be afraid of death, but it is a pity that I am doomed not to be loved by others.

I still remember that Yumo's soul once wandered to Penglai, looked at the stupid soul, and carefully stole his precious memories.In countless cycles of spring, summer, autumn and winter, how many flirts he envied, how many caresses and hugs he had never felt before, and even more sexual intercourse that made him blush to the point of embarrassment.

At that time, he was still thinking about when he would have such a person passing by him, watching him with all his life, and pampering him in his heart, unlike the palm of his father. a whip.

Put away the remaining tear stains, I'm afraid it won't happen, never will.Falling flowers outside the porch, sleepless alone, even in midsummer, the weather is cool.

While Qin Xiao was thinking wildly, the person in front of her felt jealous, she bit her lip and buried her head very low, she kept silent, but her heart was eagerly asking who is that person?He twisted his cuffs and clenched them into a ball, "Do you still like that person?"

Nodding, shaking his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled calmly, "Why don't you guess it!" Avoiding Mo Ling's astonished gaze, and never intersecting with him again.His whole heart is occupied by him, there is no room for others, and he closed his eyes slightly, "Then what about you, why do you want to leave others with a frivolous appearance?"

"I don't want to be arbitrarily arranged by my father like my brothers." In a marriage without love, being together is nothing more than sharing the same bed and sleeping separately.It's ridiculous that the two who were ordered by their parents and told by the matchmaker have never met each other, and they are destined for life just because they are in the same family, and in the end, all the complaints about each other are left.

"That's the case, but I can't figure out the relationship between these two things." It's obviously an irreconcilable matter, so no matter how you think about it, you won't be involved.

"For example, you are the Dragon Lord who loves his daughter. After knowing that I am such an unreliable dude, will you marry me according to your daughter's temper? Even so, you still want to marry me because you value me. With my looks and Dong Hai's strength, they don't even know whether they like me or not."

"Then which one do you think I am, the one who likes you or the one who doesn't like you?" Qin Xiao asked curiously.

"This time, why don't you guess it?" It was also a soft smile, so there was a question mark in the bottom of the two people's hearts, and they didn't know when they would find the answer they wanted.

After many days of recuperation, Qin Xiao's foot injury has healed a lot, but the child's temper is getting worse.Or put a basin of clean water on the door, just waiting for Mo Ling to pour him into a drowning dog when he enters the room.Or draw a long line on the ground, tie the table and chair at both ends, and smile charmingly on the couch when Mo Ling comes over.The fool had no choice but to pretend to have fallen for it, and fell with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Mo Ling looked at the bruises on her body and only sighed. She couldn't guess whether Qin Xiao wanted to avoid him or for something else. For the past few days, she always limped and went out early and returned late, playing with the nearby children Go home only with filth.As soon as he entered the door, he threw himself into his arms, wiped the dirt on his paws all over his face, and then grinned contentedly.

While taking a bath, Mo Ling put away her usual laughing appearance, pinched Qin Xiao's sharp chin, and brought her face very close, "Are you hiding from me on purpose?"

"I didn't!" Qin Xiao looked away, unwilling to meet his gaze, and frowned, "Mo Ling, it hurts me because you pinched me."

"Really?" Mo Ling's face moved an inch closer, staring closely at Qin Xiao's water-blue eyes showing a hint of disappointment, those eyes seemed to say you lied to me, you were clearly avoiding me, why did you do this ?

"Yeah." He replied with a guilty conscience, but couldn't hide his eyes.If he didn't do this, he was afraid that he really didn't have the courage to leave him.A rare foot injury held him back for a while, and he couldn't hope for more.

"..." Mo Ling said nothing, threw down the handkerchief that was rubbing her body, turned her back to Qin Xiao, looked up at the sparse moon and stars, the day after tomorrow will be Qixi Festival "Why do you have to go, it's not good to be together forever Is it?" This time it was Qin Xiao's turn to say nothing, she looked down at the reflection in the water, and that gentle smile appeared, as if she had never left, and was still wiping for him carefully.

The temperature of the water gradually cooled down, creating a bit of biting chill. He leaned his head on the edge of the bucket, and stared at the flickering candles on the table without blinking an eye.Faintly, a teardrop rolled down into the water, splashing tiny waves, and that heart ached, he didn't want to leave, he wanted to give him forever, but he couldn't afford it.

Laojun sent Xiantong to bring the antidote to Qin Xiao, and a round pill was twirling back and forth in the palm of the master's trembling hands.Eating it can not only restore his appearance, but also regenerate mana, and then he can return to his Penglai on the auspicious clouds.

A gust of refreshing wind blows the lingering fragrance of flowers, close your eyes, and the mixed flavors of the past float away with the pills swallowed in your stomach, and then moisten your feelings for a lifetime.Waiting for the flowers to bloom, the flowers fall.Picking up red and emerald green can't lie to my lonely footsteps.

I'm leaving, my heart hurts...

Weeping in the grass, whispering under the grape arbor, why are you crying, it's not like you don't see me.He took Qin Xiao's cold hand, and then went to the reed bushes, "Husband, will you miss me every now and then?" She wrapped her arms around his waist, and kissed his ears.

Raising his hand to touch his face, he secretly bit his mouth into a deep purple, as if he had been poisoned, and the blood dripping down was not bright red, if he just passed by at that time, without the lingering entanglement, why bother to fall into this intricate love network, Why can't I stop, can't get away!

"You and I are not in love, and this is the end, it is better not to read. The phoenix jade you gave me back then, I will give it back to you now." He took out a piece of green phoenix jade from his sleeve, and slowly handed it to Mo Ling .Breaking away from his tight embrace, the evening wind mercilessly blows away the little warmth left in him, and when he thinks about it again, he feels cold all over his body.

"If you really want to do this, you don't want to remember me..." The words choked up in your throat and your eyes were full of sadness, but you couldn't pull him back with your arms.Tears dripped on the phoenix jade, and now the dragon jade and the phoenix jade have gathered into a pair again, they will not leave, they will not give up, what about us?

Hate parting, love hard to be poor, Su Er Luo Yu "I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled." He ran to hold Qin Xiao's out-of-reach hand, before he could get close, several silver long swords were pressed against his chest.Mo Ling blankly smiled, "You know I'm not afraid of death." The determined person kept silent, fearing that if he did, he would betray himself.

Mo Ling smiled bleakly, held her head high, and forced those extremely sharp blades to pierce through her chest, "Qin Xiao, are you crying!" With hot blood rushing up, she vomited a few mouthfuls of bright red, and lay on her knees trembling. On the ground, I saw the ruthless and unintentional people slowly disappearing in the moonless rainy night without looking back. "I know you don't want me to see it."

The overcast sky seems to be smudged with light ink, while the sparse and slanting cold night rain is like meteors falling from the sky, crackling and falling from the ink with the bleak east wind.The desolate and smashed faces of people who couldn't see clearly were hurting, and the heart was broken by the sad and regretful voices that could not be heard clearly.

Far away with a farewell song, tears wet a paper and a dreamy dream, ridiculously affectionate, hatefully thin.Accompanied by the breeze blowing on the face, this song of emotional pain turned into a sharp blade that screamed, cutting off the relationship between the two that should have been constantly involved, even if they did not know each other when they met again.

Seeing the rain stopped at first, tears were gone, fingers embedded in the soft soil, sighing in every possible way, helplessness turned into perseverance.Love and promise each other, can he still count the vows he made with four fingers?Resigned to fate, submissive, let him forget his business, he can't do it.

Clutching his excruciatingly painful chest, he staggered to his feet, but someone behind him firmly supported him, "Mr. Long, be careful!" His tone was soft and sentimental, completely different from Qin Xiao's.Mo Ling turned her head in astonishment, and saw clearly through the dim yellow lantern carried by the visitor, the leaves were flying like the end of the year.

Clenching Wen Yu tightly in his hand, he suddenly felt something bitter and astringent about to gush out, trembling, "Zhiqiu, you shouldn't have come, you shouldn't!" It must be deliberate, and the person who asked him to forget him told Zhiqiu to come to see him. Could it be that love is like this in his eyes and can be easily replaced?

"Young Master Long, you are hurt!" Zhi Qiu smiled, ignoring Mo Ling's hurtful words that he shouldn't come here, pitying his tone was softer than before, and quietly lying on Mo Ling's waist On his back, "You are the ninth prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. This injury may not be a big deal to you, but if it gets into my eyes, it will hurt." The heart that should have something greedy, but always thinks about him.Thoughts sank slightly, blurred tears flashed.

"Did he tell me my identity?" Mo Ling asked flatly without being too shocked.

"Yes." The sky was still dark, and Mr. Xiao came to him alone. He was dressed in purple clothes in the lotus pond not far from Mingyue Tower, and he seemed to be clean from dust, but he didn't know that he had been buried by layers of dust in this mundane world. .

He said that they are the gods of the heavens, and if they want to stay together with Mo Ling, they must be aware that they may be discovered by the emperor of heaven at any time.If he is not afraid of supernatural powers and will be sentenced to the death penalty of being wiped out in ashes and never recovered, then he is willing to give Mo Ling to him.

Zhiqiu was just silent at that time, looking sadly at the blue sky, but he really wanted to say that he didn't care about life and death, as long as he could be with Mr. Long.But he understood that Mr. Long had never liked him, no matter how hard he tried, the gap in front of them might not be bridged by eternal life.

Slightly nodded, "I won't reveal the secret that you are gods, but please promise me not to treat Mr. Long as a commodity that can be traded at will. When you decide whether to give up on him completely, I will take good care of you he."

Some people don't get it, some people get it but don't cherish it, what is Mr. Xiao thinking about?Pressing the palm of Qin Xiao's heart, "Is the thing inside that painful? You have to do it, right?" Waving his hand, "I'll keep him for you first, and when you have enough trouble, Zhiqiu wishes you all the best." The sky is long, may your earth be long."

Not only Qin Xiao was shocked when he heard the words, but even Zhiqiu felt that he was pitiful. The last time I met him, he said that if you treat him badly, I will definitely take him away from you.Then he shook his head and smiled wryly, that's all, that's all, he doesn't have this blessing.

Mo Ling was silent, facing such a Zhiqiu who was so devoted to him and didn't ask for anything in return, he was speechless.He can't make promises to each other, and maybe he can't make him forever. What else does he like about himself?The sad eyes showed a heartache, "I don't deserve you to do this."

"It's not up to you to decide whether it's worth it or not." Looking up at the cool clouds and morning and evening, it caused infinite reverie, wanting to ask Fang Fei in the wilderness, who thanked her for a season of beauty.

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