mayfly shake the tree

As soon as Lixia passed, the weather gradually became hotter.

There are often many sunny days. This unnamed town in City A seems to be isolated from the world, and the air is as fresh as if it has been washed by water. Qi Xi has been here for more than a week.

Wu Tong has always had the habit of collecting books. She rummages through the bookcases, or goes out for a walk in the sun, but she doesn't feel bored.

The world of Yaoyu seems to be different from the outside world. She is isolated from the world here, like a secluded layman, but she has no nostalgia for the city at all.

Perhaps, when you get old, it would be nice to find a small town like this, plant flowers and play with birds, so that you can spend your old age peacefully.

Meng Ke woke up a few days ago and almost forgot everything that happened before like her.But when he learned that Qi Xi was his editor, he still exchanged pleasantries with her for a long time.

Meng Ke is different from her, he is a very quiet and gentle person, he can patiently read a book in the house all day, unlike her who likes to play outside the house.

At the beginning, Wu Tong would prepare three meals a day for them. Later, Qi Xi felt that it was too embarrassing to eat and drink for nothing, so he took the responsibility of cooking.

The kitchen here is not a kitchen in the modern sense, but a primitive firewood-burning pot and stove, which Qi Xi had never done before.

So after she almost burned Wu Tong's kitchen down when she cooked for the first time, Meng Ke took over this important task.

Qi Xi was shocked when he saw Meng Ke's skillful chopping, roasting, cooking and cooking. These are the four good men in the new era.Go to the living room, go to the kitchen, write novels, and write articles.

And Meng Ke just smiled and said that he used to help his grandma cook this earthen stove in his hometown, so he was very familiar with it.Qi Xi couldn't help but feel a kind of blind worship towards him.

Well, a man who can cook is really shining golden.

Meng Ke felt helpless with her face full of admiration.

Meng Ke is working on a novel recently. Fortunately, although the housing facilities here are like those in a remote mountain village, they can still connect to the Internet, so Meng Ke, who can work anywhere, naturally has no discomfort.

He would submit his revised parts to Qi He for comments. Qi He would comment on it occasionally, but most of them were written without any faults.

This made Qi Xi even more convinced that he had dug a treasure, and he was full of praise, but Meng Ke, who thought he had a thick skin, would sometimes blush from the praise and could only shake his head.

Luo Luo is still in the shape of a cat, and comes to eat every day. Qi Xi has seen him talk and knows that he is not an ordinary cat, but Luo Luo always looks lazy in front of Meng Ke. Acting like a baby at every turn, she doesn't look like a wise goblin at all.

Qi Xi doubted whether he did it on purpose, but Meng Ke had no doubts, and even had a clear conscience about stroking the cat.

Unknowingly, a few more weeks passed by like this, and the weather became obviously hotter, but the mysterious cabin felt cool and cool.

Wu Tong told her that it was the mutual support of spiritual power that made the house insulated from the heat, and Qi Xi couldn't help but lament how great the world is.

Fengxi would occasionally come to the room to have a look, chat with Wu Tong and then leave. He seems to no longer live in the sycamore forest, and he doesn't know what he is in a hurry every day.

That night, Qi Xi packed up the dishes for dinner and was about to go to the yard to wash them, when suddenly a thunderbolt hit his head and face.

Before Qi Xi could see clearly what happened, he was firmly carried into a warm embrace, and the bowl shattered to the ground.

She was almost half hugged and half forced into the room, with Meng Ke's steady heartbeat on her chest, Qi Xi couldn't help feeling a little hot on her face, and was about to say something but he covered her mouth.

"Shut up. Hush..." Meng Ke's eyes were fixed on the outside of the house. The wind outside was like a wild animal, panting heavily, and the whole small courtyard seemed to tremble under the breath.

Qi Xi followed his gaze, and found that thunder exploded outside, and at the same time, some shadows were shaking.

"What happened... what..." Qi He asked in a low voice with difficulty, Meng Ke frowned, completely different from the gentleness and warmth of the past, his whole body showed a fighting aura, as if his whole body was tense. "Those monsters who want to kill us are coming again."

"How come?" Qi Xi almost communicated with him with his eyes, "Aren't we in the demon realm set up by Wu Tong? Isn't there an enchantment here?"

"I thought so before." Meng Ke sighed, "I saw him when I woke up, and I was taken care of by him during this time. So I always thought that he was helping us."

"This house does seem to be restricted, but the demon realm we are in now is not the peaceful sycamore forest."

"Wu Tong, from the very beginning, he never thought of saving our lives. He even wanted us to die more than anyone else."

Qi Xi was stunned, and suddenly remembered her previous conversation with Wu Tong.

"I'm not selfless, I'm just waiting for a gamble."

So, was all this a conspiracy from the very beginning?Does Fengxi know that his trusted best friend has never been kind from the very beginning?

"I don't know why he chose this day... Luo Luo is not here, and that Fengxi has gone to nowhere. If I guess correctly, all of this must be premeditated. He has been waiting for an opportunity. We It can disappear without a sound." Meng Ke's voice was muffled, and there was no hope in his eyes.