Ding Zhou Ji

The soft sunlight passed through the layers of branches and leaves, casting a bright and dark mottle on the white as jade palm, and the strange color left by yesterday has long since been washed away.

Xiao Yimo, who was sitting alone under the tree, had been staring at her palm very intently, it seemed that the bright red was still there, and it had penetrated into her skin, which could not be washed off or separated.

It was a pool of blood that hadn't dried up, coming from Yin Fuque's left wrist, which was tightly grasped by her.

In this way, he was injured there at that time, and it was a new injury.But hasn't he been hungover, sleeping under the blanket, never leaving his room, until he was woken up by two people writhing up and down the manor?...

Then how did he get hurt? Did he accidentally get hurt when he was drunk? Could it be in his sleep?... No, no... Xiao Yimo shook his head vigorously, denying this extremely absurd guess .

Then, he must have been injured outside? When? Because of what? By whom?...Could it be that he was pretending to be drunk, but in fact he was using this pretext to quietly go out to do errands? What was it? Why did he do this?...Why, did he hide it from himself?...

Amidst the chaotic myriad of thoughts, Xiao Yimo seemed to see Yin Fuque's exhausted and desolate expression again.Is it because I said something wrong? Is it because I misunderstood him?...It's me, I don't deserve him to tell you the truth? Is it me, I don't deserve to stand side by side with him? The shadow of the tree, but the dazzling bright red cannot be eliminated.

"Sister Xiaomo!" With a shout full of teasing, a dark and brilliant face appeared suddenly in front of Xiao Yimo, as if emerging from the ground.

After baring his teeth and making a grimace, seeing that Xiao Yimo was indeed taken aback, but he didn't get angry or turn his face, but just turned sideways and ignored him, Shui Yanhuan squatted beside her in surprise at last "Huh? Is the sun coming out from the west?" Tilting his head, he looked at Xiao Yimo's face and those two slightly red eyes, and rubbed his nose.Without any warning, he began to scream around with his throat straight: "Who is this, is he so daring after eating ambition? How dare you bully my sister Xiaomo? Ask for a beating? Tired of work? Ah?! ..."

"What are you yelling about?" Xiao Yimo, who was unbearably yelled by his yelling, turned around and gave him a hard push on his shoulder blades.

Shui Yanhuan was so cooperative that he fell down immediately, not only fell on his back, but also rolled on the way.Completely disregarding his moon white costume, he turned into a gray beggar's outfit in the blink of an eye.

Looking at him in such a state of embarrassment.Xiao Yimo finally couldn't hold back his poignant smile.In order to cover up his gaffe just now.He hurriedly found another topic: "Didn't you have an appointment for the evening? Why are you here so early?"

"Come and play with little sister Xiaomo!" Shui Yanhuan turned over and sat up.While shaking his body, he shook off the loose dirt on his clothes.He replied with a grin.

Xiao Yimo frowned.Symbolically, he used his hands to drive away the dust that floated to his nose.He said angrily: "You really look like your brother..."

Shui Yanhuan made a very puzzled look: "Brother Yin? No way. How do I resemble him?"

"...Ah..." Xiao Yimo was stunned for a moment before he realized it.She curled her lips: "The three of you are really brothers and sisters..."

See a mention of Yin Fuque.Her expression darkened obviously.Shui Yanhuan continued to ask with a smile: "What's the matter? Did the young couple quarrel?"

Xiao Yimo blushed.Spit: "Bah! What nonsense, who is the young couple with him

"Why are you still embarrassed to admit it? Anyway, everyone in the world knows that you two are a destined couple!"

"I said no!" Xiao Yimo became more and more annoyed, the annoyance that had subsided a little just now surged up again uncontrollably, his nose became sour, and his eyes turned red.

When Shui Yanhuan saw the battle, he hurriedly bowed and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't, I'm most afraid of this move from your girl dolls, and she will cry at every turn. Shed tears when nothing happens. This is not a real golden bean , It's not worth half a penny, why do you think you bother to spend so much effort to figure something out... Okay, okay, can't I be wrong? Of course you are not a couple, you are so smart, he is so stupid , how can it be a couple, isn't it?..."

Faced with such chatter, he is eloquent.I am afraid that no one can continue to immerse themselves in their own sorrow.So Xiao Yimo had no choice but to wipe his wet eyes with the back of his hand dumbfoundingly.

Seeing that her mood finally began to improve, Shui Yanhuan took a long breath of relief, leaned back carelessly, leaned against the thick tree trunk behind him, and then muttered something like talking to himself "However, the difference between you and him is really quite big. If I didn't know it in advance, I really wouldn't be able to see that there is a destined marriage between you two..."

Gradually, the mountain breeze passed these words word for word, and his back was turned to him.Xiao Yimo, who was sitting with his knees hugged, heard it in his ears.Although her figure didn't move, her heart was shocked.After barely adjusting his breathing.He asked with a shivering voice: "Really?... What is the difference between me and him...?"

Staring at her back covered by long black hair, Shui Yanhuan's smile faded away, and he said slowly: "He is too heavy, but you are too transparent."

Xiao Yimo felt a little confused when he heard that, he couldn't help but turned around and looked at him: "What does this mean?"

Shui Yanhuan's posture remained unchanged, his eyes rolled around, and he suddenly asked, "Is it right to kill people?"

"Of course not!"

"What if it's someone who everyone says deserves to be killed?"

"Since it is time to kill, then it is right to kill."

"What if everyone is wrong?"...how can everyone be wrong?"

"How is it impossible? Haven't you heard that three people can make a tiger, and everyone can make a fortune?"

"...Then...wrong..."

"What if that person was killed willingly?"

"……how could be?"

"Why not? Maybe it's to keep a secret, maybe it's to complete a task, maybe because his death can bring back the lives of many people... In short, his death will be very valuable."

Seeing that Xiao Yimo couldn't answer, he continued to ask: "If this is the case, is the person who killed him good or bad, good or evil?"

Shui Yan smiled triumphantly: "Look, can't you answer?" With a little effort, he sat up cross-legged, and put on a posture of a persuasive old pedant: "This example is just to tell you , Many things cannot be judged by simple right and wrong, and many people cannot be judged by simple good and bad. Do you understand?"

Xiao Yimo nodded his head half-understood, but still felt very confused: "But... this is related to..."

"You are really a rotten tree!" Shui Yanhuan sighed exaggeratedly: "Anyway, you won't understand if you talk too much, anyway, you just have to remember, don't always use your own standards to measure Brother Yin's Just do what you want. Because your standards are too idiotic!"

To his surprise, Xiao Yimo didn't respond to his last sentence, which was clearly intended to be provocative and teasing, but just sat there motionless in a daze as if he had been cast in a freeze spell.

Shui Yanhuan didn't know that what he said just now was exactly the same as what Xiao Yimo's ancestor said to her that day.