feather fall allure

"Little boy, carrying that schoolbag to school, not afraid of the sun, not afraid of the wind and rain, just afraid that my husband will call me lazy..." Lying on the big bed on the second floor, Qian Yu hummed and sang nursery rhymes.From time to time, I poked my head out of the window and looked out the window. The river in this area was turbulent, and the speed of the big boat was much faster than usual.

"Xuanxuan, why didn't you tell me that there is a window here?" On the side wall where the bed is, a window was opened on the original solid wall, and a frame framed the scenery outside, like a moving ink landscape painting .

Next to the bed, there is a boxy desk, made of high-quality black wood, with dark red lacquer, elegant and luxurious.Chang Xuan put down the letter in his hand, and pulled back the villain, "Be careful, don't drop it." Sure enough, he couldn't relax all the time.

"Hehe, you don't know that. I'm afraid of suffering and pain, but I've never been afraid of this water." The second brother's medicine is really top-quality, and it hasn't been long since I rubbed it on. It subsided, and it didn't hurt at all, so he was able to roll around freely on the big bed, in a great mood.

"Oh?" Pulling the villain into his arms, Xiu"'s long fingers stirred up a strand of black hair, sometimes entangled and sometimes let go, "How did you learn to swim? "

"How did you learn..." Qian Yu frowned, "It's still worth learning? Isn't it easy to fall into the water?" Qian Yu never knew that swimming still needs to be learned. It seems that since he has memories, he has no fear. Over water, as if it was born naturally.

Looking at those sparkling black eyes, Chang Xuan couldn't help kissing them, licking his eyes one by one with moist lips, "Oh, so my Xiaoyu is still a genius."

"Of course." I closed my eyes and enjoyed it peacefully. When I heard the compliment, I couldn't help being proud.

The corners of Chang Xuan's mouth curled up, hey, his villain is always so cute, he couldn't help but eat it.

"Xuanxuan, what is this?" After lying down enough, he got up from the man's lap, and Qian Yu took the letters on the desk, but in his opinion, all of them were ghost symbols, and he couldn't understand any of them.

"This is a secret letter for communication."

"Yeah? This is a letter? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a spell used by Taoist priests to drive away ghosts. The drawing is really ugly." Qian Yu put the letter aside in disgust, and then took a blank rice paper, "Xuanxuan, grind .” Then he picked up the brush in a serious manner.

"You are this?"

"Of course it's painting." Habitually holding the pen holder, what should I draw?

Changxuan smiled dotingly, and then really started grinding.

After a little thought, Qian Yu's eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers, and said excitedly, "Yes." Then he picked up the brush, dipped it in some thick ink, and swished the brush on the rice paper.

Changxuan's big hand across the villain's waist was hard, afraid that Qianyu would fall.But... why is the posture of the villain holding the brush so strange?

In fact, Qian Yu has never learned traditional Chinese painting, and has never drawn before. Now that she doesn’t have a pencil, she has to use a brush instead, holding the brush in the same position as holding a pencil... Can you not blame it?

"What are you painting?" It looked like just a piece of thick ink, and it was the first time he had seen such a peculiar way of painting.

"Landscape painting, can't you see it?" Qian Yu broke free from Changxuan's restraint, stood up, put the brush behind his back, suddenly felt a little itchy nose, so he raised his sleeve and wiped it, and then... a disaster.

When I was painting, the sleeves were stained with ink, and when I wiped it, it happened to be all on the face. The position was so coincidental, one on each side of the nose, which looked like two mustaches.

"Pfft—" Chang Xuan couldn't help laughing, reached out and tapped the tip of his little nose, and said helplessly, "You are just a little treasure."

Qian Yu didn't know that he had turned into a colorful cat. He looked up at Chang Xuan in surprise, and Bing Cuang actually laughed, no, it was a big laugh. He had seen Bing Cube's gentle smile, evil smile, and sneer—declaring that this was Laugh the most, but this is the first time for such unrestrained laughter.

The index fingers of both hands slid on the two "mustaches", finally holding back a smile, Chang Xuan said, "Go and wash it, it's time for lunch in a while."

Qian Yu rubbed his stomach, yes, he drank a bowl of vegetable porridge in the morning, although he was full at the time, but what good would a bowl of porridge do?No, it wasn't noon yet, and he was already hungry.

"Okay." Cheerfully agreed, Qian Yu put down the brush, and happily went to wash his face and hands, wow ha ha, he can eat again, so happy.

Changxuan saw that the figure of the villain disappeared, so he sat back and continued to read the secret letter. It was indeed a ghost painting talisman, but it was all code words. When translated, it was, "Qian Yu, the first village, was arrested".

Sure enough, Changxuan was right, the No. [-] villager in the world was also involved. Fortunately, he found a substitute for Qian Yu, otherwise it would be his little treasure who was captured by the No. [-] villager now.

Without thinking too much, Changxuan took a piece of paper, which looked no different from ordinary rice paper, but it was specially made by Ling Xiao Pavilion, which was fireproof and waterproof.Picking up the brush that Qian Yu was painting just now, he drew a few ghost symbols on it, "Find out the truth, don't do it, safety first." Put the note into a small bamboo tube, and a white dove obediently flew to Chang Xuan's hand.

"Coo coo~" the white pigeon croaked twice, tilted its head, and stretched out a small paw.

Tie the bamboo tube to the little paw, and give the white pigeon a few grains of rice to eat, and then let it fly.

He put away the paper and ink on the table, and was about to go down to eat, but when he saw Qian Yu's painting, his tall figure suddenly stopped, his pupils constricted suddenly, the scenery in this painting... so familiar.

Qian Yu drew it according to the technique of sketching, and it takes a closer look to see why.It was a hillside, with flowers blooming everywhere, and colorful butterflies flying among them.There is a big tree on the left side of the picture, no tree can be seen, it is luxuriant, probably hundreds of years old.

Under the big tree are two teenagers, one is slightly taller, with a youthful demeanor between his brows, compared to him, the boy opposite is much smaller, facing each other, they seem to be talking, but also seem to be just silently staring at each other other side.

"Boom—" A string in his brain broke, and Chang Xuan seemed to have returned to his dream, a dream that had been happening for many years.

He had already forgotten where it was, and the only impression he had was tall trees and wild flowers everywhere. There were pink flowers blooming on the trees, and the flowers bloomed all year round. Under the big trees, two teenagers stood facing each other.A gust of wind blows, and the pink petals dance in the wind, spinning and falling.

The young boy's pupils were as bright as stars, twinkling with starlight. Chang Xuan was instantly attracted by the bright light, stared blankly, then lowered his head as if bewitched, and covered the opening and closing lips with his lips. The alluring vermilion.Soft, cool, slippery, so delicious, this is Changxuan's first reaction, and want to eat more, this is the second thought

"Xiaoyue, I like you." Changxuan heard himself say.

"Xiaoyue also likes brother Changxuan." The young boy on the opposite side replied cheerfully.

"Xiaoyue, do you like kissing?"

"Kiss?" The little boy tilted his head, his big eyes were full of doubts.

"Yes, that's what we did just now."

"like."

"Well, Xiaoyue can only play and kiss with me in the future, and be my princess when she grows up, okay?"

"it is good--"

I don’t know how many times the conversation was repeated in the dream, but when I think about it now, it seems to be echoing in my ears, Xiaoyue, that is his Xiaoyue, but why can I hear the voice, feel the person, and even the kiss? It's all true feelings, but you can't see his appearance clearly?Only those bright eyes and vermilion lips, everything else is blurry, as if separated by a layer of mist, there is a vague outline, but you just can't see clearly, can't see clearly.

Xiaoyue, do you still remember the promise you made back then?You said you wanted to be my princess, does that really count?

"Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan~~" The villain's urgent shout came from his ear.

Chang Xuan came back to his senses, seeing the villain's worried face.

"Xuanxuan, why are you crying?" Bai Nennen carefully wiped away the tears on her chin with her fingers.

Chang Xuan was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to wipe it, only to find that his face was wet, and he was a little embarrassed, "Why did you come up?"

"Everyone is waiting for you to have dinner, but I haven't seen you for a long time, so I came to see. What's wrong? Did someone bully you? Who is it? I'll teach him a lesson." Qian Yu clenched his fist angrily. Seeing the cold and tough man with tears streaming down his face, Qian Yu didn't have the mood to laugh, but only felt distressed and angry. "Was it Baibai, or the one called Zijun?"

Quickly wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Chang Xuan said with a smile, "No one, I just remembered something from the past."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Qian Yu was indescribably disappointed, in the past?What kind of people and things would there be in the past that he didn't participate in, didn't know, didn't understand? "Then let's go eat." The little hand tugged on Chang Xuan's sleeve, and then walked out.

"Wait a minute." Chang Xuan took the landscape painting, "Where did you draw this?"

"This?" Qian Yu glanced at it and said, "This is the Seven Star Valley."

Chang Xuan's blood boiled, and he suddenly grabbed his slender wrist with his backhand, "You know where it is, don't you?"

"Xuanxuan, let go, it hurts." Qianyu wanted to break free from the shackles of that hand, but Changxuan's strength was so great that his wrist felt like it was about to shatter.

"Tell me, where is it?" Chang Xuan let go, but grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently.

"Ahem~, ahem~" Qian Yu was shaken uncomfortably, "Xuanxuan, what's wrong with you?" Isn't it just a painting, why is he so excited?

Changxuan calmed down, realized that he had lost his composure just now, let go of his hand, and tidied up the clothes he had messed up, "Xiaoyu, have you ever been to the place on the painting?"

"You mean the Seven Star Valley? No, I only saw it in my dream. Hey, by the way," Qian Yu suddenly took the painting excitedly, pointed at the tall boy on it, "Xuanxuan, this person is actually the same as you Same name, his name is also Changxuan, don’t you think it’s a coincidence?”