Master, he never speaks

The next afternoon, when Zhu Jixiu went to the school, he found that the female disciples seemed to be very excited, and each of them had a red knot hanging around their waist. Judging from the appearance of the knot, it looked like a magpie.

Zhu Jixiu: "???"

Zhu Jixiu: "Is there any festival?"

Zhu Jixiu grew up in the southern land, while the Destiny Sect is in the northern land. The customs of the two are different. The Hokuriku will celebrate the Vega Festival every year when the moon is at its fullest. In the past, Zhu Jixiu didn't pay attention to this festival at all. .

But since he became aware of his feelings for Zhu Hanshuang, he slowly began to pay attention to this festival of love between children.

There is a custom of Weaving Girl Festival. According to legend, on the day of Weaver Girl Festival, if you go to buy lanterns with the person you like, and put the lanterns in the Yunxing River, the two people will be blessed by heaven, and the chance of being together will be as high as 99%. [-]!

Zhu Jixiu was sitting at the front. He supported his chin with one hand, and tapped his knee with the fingertips of the other hand. He seemed to be casually listening to the elder’s scriptures, but in fact, his ears were pricked up, eavesdropping on those The female disciples whispered.

He also wanted to go with Master to set off lanterns.

Zhu Jixiu: "But now Master is still angry with me, with Master's temperament, will you go with me?"

With this in mind, after leaving the school, Zhu Jixiu immediately flew back to the Jiange with his sword. Zhu Hanshuang was in the small courtyard behind the Jiange, watering the newly planted moonlight grass. After hearing Zhu Jixiu's return, she turned around Watching him quietly.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, I am back."

Zhu Hanshuang nodded, and then continued to carry her small water bottle to water the ungerminated seeds, as if treating Zhu Jixiu as air.

Zhu Jixiu: "Ah, Master, are you still angry with me?"

Zhu Jixiu walked to Zhu Hanshuang's side, squatted at Zhu Hanshuang's feet, looked up at him with aggrieved and pitiful eyes, the fox ears on his head turned into airplane ears, sticking softly to his hair.

In fact, Zhu Hanshuang was very angry at the beginning, but he is not a very temperamental person, he is indeed a little bit angry, but it is not that exaggerated, he just doesn't know how to face Zhu Jixiu.

Zhu Jixiu: "Today is the Weaving Girl Festival at the foot of the mountain. I want to go with Master, okay?"

Just like when he was a child, Zhu Jixiu raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Zhu Hanshuang's clothes, and swayed it from side to side twice. The little fox who is cold and silent in front of others, once in front of his master, is a clingy little Talkative.

Zhu Hanshuang knew about the Weaving Girl Festival, and he also knew what the meaning of this festival was, so he couldn't help but retreat a little, and didn't really want to go.

Zhu Jixiu: "I have something to say, and I want to make it clear to the master, so the master will listen to me this time, and come with me, okay?"

Zhu Jixiu stood up from the ground, raised his hand, and gently brushed off the pear petal that fell on Zhu Hanshuang's shoulder, with tenderness and a slight pleading in his eyes.

Looking at Zhu Jixiu like this, the words of refusal came to his lips, but Zhu Hanshuang couldn't say anything. He bowed his head and remained silent for a while, but finally he couldn't resist his soft heart, and nodded in agreement.

When night fell, Zhu Hanshuang first opened a letter and passed it to Mu Ling before leaving Jiange.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, it's very dark, hold my hand."

Zhu Jixiu did not choose Yujian. He enjoyed every minute and every detail of being with Zhu Hanshuang. around.

Zhu Hanshuang: "No need."

As for Zhu Jixiu's proposal, Zhu Hanshuang refused. He is a cultivator of immortals, the number one swordsman in the mainland, the kind who can slice off half a mountain with a single sword, so why would he need someone to walk with him hand in hand?

This kind of thing is not afraid of being laughed at by others!

Zhu Jixiu: "Then master is pulling the tip of my tail, is it okay now?"

Zhu Jixiu looked at Zhu Hanshuang with a smile, his fox tail popped out, and he used the tip of his tail to sway in front of Zhu Hanshuang twice as if seductive. This is good, the master's firm attitude was seduced away by the tip of the fox tail half.

Zhu Hanshuang: "...Yes."

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Zhu Hanshuang arrogantly turned his head to the left, but actually raised his hand obediently, and gently pinched the tip of Zhu Jixiu's fox tail.

The wind tonight has also become gentler. It was broken into pieces by the brilliance of the full moon. It was divided into half and half. Each half was stained with the smell of moonlight. Walking down the steps down the mountain, Slowly drift away.

Neither of the two of them spoke. They stepped on the moonlight and rode the wind, step by step, as if they were immersed in this soothing and quiet atmosphere that was silent but not embarrassing.

When he really reached the last step, Zhu Jixiu put away the fox tail, he turned around suddenly, and stood in front of the flowing crowd, with brilliant and gorgeous lanterns blooming behind him, he stretched out his hand to Zhu Hanshuang , the corners of the mouth are raised, showing a playful but gentle arc.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, there are many people here, let's hold hands."

Seeing Zhu Jixiu like this, Zhu Hanshuang pursed his lips, the little fox looked at him expectantly, and blinked at him.

In the end, Zhu Hanshuang still followed Zhu Jixiu's wishes, he raised his hand, put his fingertips lightly in Zhu Jixiu's palm, and turned his head to one side uncomfortably, not looking into Zhu Jixiu's eyes .

The moment the little fox cub touched Zhu Hanshuang's fingertips, he quickly tightened his palms, as if he was afraid that Zhu Hanshuang would run away, the corners of his lips curled up, and he gave a wicked smile.

Zhu Jixiu: "I caught the master, so that the master can't escape."

Zhu Hanshuang: "...nonsense."

Today is the Weaving Girl Festival, there are many people on the street, the cigarettes are fragrant, the flute and drum are noisy, the lights are full of lights, and the music and songs are played. The lanterns are like reflecting on the sky, adding a touch of color to the black night.

Zhu Jixiu didn't watch food or play games, he took Zhu Hanshuang's hand without saying a word, and went to the direction of selling lanterns, and bought a lantern in the shape of a little fox.

Zhu Jixiu was very excited now, holding the lantern in his arms, he took Zhu Hanshuang to the side of Yun Xinghe, found a hidden corner, and lit the lantern together with Zhu Hanshuang.

This was Zhu Hanshuang's first time lighting lanterns, and she looked at the baubles floating on the water with some novelty. There were so many lanterns on the river, shaking and swaying, exuding a warm yellow luster.

The luster shone on Zhu Hanshuang's face, softening his delicate and perfect facial features a bit, and the long black hair slid down his ears. Squat by the river.

At that moment, Zhu Jixiu's heart softened completely.

He raised his hand, and gently brushed away the black hair beside Zhu Hanshuang's ear, then leaned over to Zhu Hanshuang's ear, reflecting the light on the river, and said softly to Zhu Hanshuang:

Zhu Jixiu: "Zhu Hanshuang, I am devoted to you."