Chunyin

It can be said that when I woke up, I woke up half with pain and the other half with anger.

As for Zhuang Heng's possible reaction, I made countless presuppositions when I was sober.

Who would have thought?

He touched my hair and eyebrows affectionately, the atmosphere was so beautiful, I thought to myself that this person was in my dream, no matter what, he could do what I wanted, and I was intoxicated waiting for him to say "me too", Unexpectedly, this beautiful dream took a turn for the worse and turned into a farce.

I doubt very much that Zhuang Ziyu, the reincarnation of a Jiaoxian, had no one around him in his last life. Except for his white moonlight cinnabar mole, it was all because of his wicked mouth—I told him that I like him, he What are you talking about?Silly boy?The tone was very kind and tolerant, as if what I did was stupid but harmless, and he could forgive me.

After he said those three words, I looked at him emotionally for a while, then bent down, opened my mouth and bit his ear hard again.

This time Zhuang Heng knew it was in pain, so he frowned to see me.

I said, "What's wrong with biting you? If you don't accept it, bite me too."

Zhuang Ziyu: "..."

I squeezed his chin and looked around, that face made me look more and more sad, so I couldn't help sighing, and asked him: "Why do I have to be angry with you even in my dreams?"

Zhuang Heng was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then said: "Dreams are absurd."

I looked at him: "If that's the case...then why should I be absurd to the end?" After I finished speaking, I slightly lifted his chin and lowered my head to kiss him.

The moment my lips touched, I had a little hesitation, but this hesitation was quickly defeated—it was all in a dream, why should I be so timid?Thinking about it, he poked the tip of his tongue into his mouth.Am I too hot?The tip of Zhuang Ziyu's tongue was actually cold, with a hint of sweetness, like drinking a mountain spring when he was thirsty in summer, pouring fire, quenching his thirst, and saving his life.

I lowered my eyelashes to look at him, and I met Zhuang Ziyu's unblinking gaze.Zhuang Heng's eyes were very calm, all emotions and desires were extinguished, almost like an outsider.

His hand slowly moved up his arm and landed on my shoulder.This movement is very familiar, that's how he pushed me away in Liuyuan that time - he pushed me away like this, saying: "It's not right." What's wrong?It is because he is interested in me, but this love has nothing to do with me in the final analysis, so is it inappropriate?

It is said that dreams come from the heart, and that night was probably indeed my demon, and I think he is going to push me away again.

So I closed my eyes, no matter what Sanqi 21 bit his lips again, stared at him and said, "Zhuang Ziyu, try pushing me away again."

I bit down hard, and immediately, drops of blood oozed out, dyeing Zhuang Ziyu's lips bright red, and finally gave that icy face some color.He frowned, put his lower lip in his mouth and sucked it, without showing any emotion, he said, "I learned a dog's temper."

Call me stupid, and call me a dog.

I raised my arms, looked down at him above him, and said in a low voice, "Zhuang Ziyu, that's too much."

As he spoke, he squeezed his jaw again with one hand, and pressed it down lightly, exposing the wound on his lower lip.I watched the blood slowly ooze out from that tiny wound again, a thin line of red was secretly contained between his lips.I was fascinated by it, and slowly lowered my head...

I forgot whether he put it on my shoulder and finally pushed me away.

I only remember that Zhuang Ziyu was cold, but the blood in his mouth was so hot that people were frightened and burned to ashes.

Hey……

I didn’t feel it in the dream, but after waking up, I felt that this matter was really ridiculous—for the first time in the world, I knew that even confessing to someone else in a dream would also risk being humiliated.You should be more cautious in the future.

The tingling pain in my heart subsided slowly after I woke up. I turned over and found that the water around me was rippling and green bananas were floating.I was wrapped in a mass of soft water plants, I was the only one around, and there was no Zhuang Ziyu.

Speaking of which, Zhuang Ziyu fought with that big snake... oh, that big snake is Fu Huan——I slowly came back to my senses, and recalled some things before I lost consciousness.For example, the orchid demon who is never yin or yang to me, for example, he said that the big snake was transformed by an obsessed Taoist priest, but I found that the big snake was Fu Huan.And for example, when I rolled Zhuang Ziyu into my arms, I didn't use my hands or feet, but a big silver tail with scales, it was smooth, and it was smooth and beautiful when I swung it.

I curled up that tail, and it seemed to be very smooth, so smooth that I felt that I and this tail met once after being separated for many years, and we were born together.

So I turned around in the water grass ball, touched back with my hands, and glanced back.

However, the back of the buttocks is bald and slippery, nothing.

gone again?

I'm a little lost.

I once read a story in an anthology, that there is a kind of orc race on the border of Central Continent, whose appearance is the same as that of ordinary people, except that when it is about to die, a tail will be born from the back of the scorpion. Thin, long and short, are probably related to the merits and demerits of the deceased during his lifetime. For those with high merit, the tail can be as thick as a hug and several feet long. When the tribe goes to the funeral, they hang the tail on the pole and lead the way at the front. The long tail floats. Floating, showing the merits and demerits of the deceased. [1]

If I were this kind of beastman, thinking about the tail I saw at that time, then the merits and virtues I have done in this life are still very considerable.

However, sometimes the tail must be there, and there is no time to force the tail.For example, I like Zhuang Ziyu but he thinks I'm stupid, and life is unsatisfactory nine out of ten.Hey, I can't help it.

I looked around and saw that the water was very shallow and clear. I looked down and saw the shadows of me and the aquatic plants falling on the pebbles, and looked up to see the sparkling light above my head, surrounded by trees growing on the shore.It's just that this place is very strange, neither the Kushui River nor the river next to the Huang-Lao Taoist school.

I swam to the shore, and when I got my head out, I saw that the sky and the earth were wide and warm, surrounded by wild peanut trees and lush vegetation, and two snow-white stone pillars with flowing cloud patterns stood among the bushes by the pool.This place seems to be the land of blessings, but there are no people.I climbed ashore, and saw a stone standing on the shore, with the words "Fengchun Pool" written on it.I was a little surprised, the world here is vast, I thought it was somewhere in the wild, I didn't expect this pool to have a name.

As long as there is a name, it probably also has an owner.

Sure enough, I walked through the forest for hundreds of steps, and suddenly a few fruits fell from my feet. I picked up one and looked over my head, and my eyes met a young man on the branch.

Because this place is very strange, I wasn't sure whether the other party was a human, a ghost, a demon or a fairy, so I kept silent for a while.The boy didn't even know what I was, he hugged the tree trunk like a bear, and didn't say a word.

After a while, another fruit fell from his cuff.

The fruit is yellow and it rolls to my feet.

look at each other.

I took a step forward, and was about to raise my hands to say hello and ask where this place is, when suddenly a clear voice came from behind: "Little thief! Don't run!"

The boy finally spoke up.

He was still hugging the tree trunk like a bear, but he spoke with a lot of air: "I am the Seventh Prince of the East China Sea! Who is the thief!"

I was taken aback.Seventh Prince of the East China Sea?

I looked at the boy embracing a tree with some surprise. Is this boy a dragon?

The author says:

[1] The story of the tail is made up, inspired by Liu Wanli's "Tail"