Jianghu Tired Brigade

It was morning again.

When the sun shines into his eyelids, Hong Xiao knows that he is still alive, and secretly feels annoyed.

Maybe she really meant this, to stay by the side of the tombstone, and die when she dies.

The most painful thing is the situation in front of me. I clearly think that I am dead, but I find that it is just a night of self-righteousness. It seems that the determination of the first night has become a joke.

This time was different from usual, there was one more thing in her hand.

Soft and slender.

This palm was held tightly by Hong Xiao, like the most valuable treasure in the world.

Hong Xiao's hands are the softest and most dexterous hands in the rivers and lakes. When anything passes under her hands, the texture of true and false cannot escape.But now she tremblingly touches the hand in the palm, identifying knuckles one by one, caressing one callus after another.

The voice in the dream fell beside my ears, with a warm breath that never existed in the dream, gently scratching Hong Xiao's heart: "Are you awake?"

Her hair fell on Hong Xiao's neck, causing Hong Xiao to shrink her head, but still closed her eyes, raised her head and called out: "Yizhanghong."

"Ok?"

"A foot of red."

"Ah."

"A foot of red."

Hong Xiao called repeatedly, but the hot and humid liquid kept pouring into his eyes, and slipped into his temples along the corners of his eyes.

The voice responded to her tirelessly, one after another.

Hong Xiao stretched out a hand, and leaned her body into her arms, Hong Xiao retracted her strength, and wrapped her body tightly with both hands.

When the face touched the slippery and cool cloth, it was completely buried.

Only then did Hong Xiao dare to open his eyes.

Full of crimson.

It was so bright red that it burned like a flame and made people hurt.

"You bastard, liar." Hong Xiao gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly.She has a cheerful temperament and is always gentle. It is rare to curse like this.But when she thought about the entanglements of these days, she couldn't help clenching her teeth, wishing she could take a bite on the woman in front of her.

She had been in the arena for many years, and thought that she had already looked down on life and death, but now, she still couldn't control her agitation.Like a treasure that has been lost and found again, it is carefully kept in the heart, for fear that if one is not careful, it will be lost again.

"good."

Yizhanghong hugged Hong Xiao and stroked her hair gently.

From the beginning to the end of the hair.

Hong Xiao couldn't swear the next words, she blushed and couldn't say a word.

It's almost like an animal whose hair has been smoothed.

She hated herself for not living up to her expectations, but in the face of Yizhanghong, how could she live up to her expectations?

She wanted to question Yizhanghong, so she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word, only unstoppable sobs remained.

The grievances of these days, all together, are in the tears that gushed out.

Yizhanghong wrapped her arms around her, stroked her lightly, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, you have shed all your tears now, what should you do if you encounter even more sad things in the future."

Hong Xiao had cried enough, as if he had poured out all the tears in his stomach, and the burden that had accumulated in his heart for many years seemed to be much lighter.Her eyes were swollen, her nose was blocked and uncomfortably congested, her voice was still choked with sobs: "My eyes are very astringent, I just want to moisten them."

Yizhanghong didn't refute her, just smiled, and gently embraced her in his arms.The two of them cuddled together so quietly, it was indescribably peaceful.

Her red hair was as white as snow.Hanging on the shoulders and falling on the clothes, the contrast between the red material and the white hair is a bit harsh.

Hong Xiao stretched out a hand in a daze, and put it in front of Yizhanghong. It still felt like silk and satin. It fell on the palm of his hand, which was a bit cold, like flakes of snowflakes, which would melt if not careful.Hong Xiao twisted her white hair around the temples, rubbed it in his palm: "Why is it white?"

A red fingertip lightly tapped Hong Xiao's forehead: "Those years, I made you angry."

Not only is her hair gray, but the color of her lips and the brilliance in her eyes are not as bright as before.A little less bright, a little more accumulated gentleness.

Hong Xiao was engrossed in watching it, but in a trance, he couldn't tell if it was a dream or it was real.She wrapped her fingers around a foot of red hair, and stretched out her fingers to stroke the eyebrows in front of her eyes.

Yizhanghong pressed her hand and said with a smile, "You were not so considerate before."

Hong Xiao moved her fingers, rubbing against her skin bit by bit, the joy and sourness in her heart were mixed, she finally couldn't help it, raised the corners of her mouth, and even the two vortexes sank deeply, She smiled and said, "It's like not seeing each other every day, people will always change..." Seeing the red face again, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and said: "It's you, no, it's not like... Was it before?"

"so what?"

"It's enough that you're alive..."

Yizhanghong also laughed, Tao Hua'er's eyes were in full bloom, brilliant and flamboyant, Hong Xiao couldn't move her eyes, just stared blankly.

Yizhanghong smiled and said, "I'm boiling medicine on the stove, wait for a while, I'll go get it."

Hong Xiao held Zhanghong with her backhand, and said softly: "I'm not that delicate, you rest for a while, and I'll go with you." She was still a little scared in her heart, afraid that when she opened her eyes, all this would turn into nothing. Had a dream.In the past, she thought that she ran forward in one go, and even if she bumped into blood all over her face, she would follow behind with a foot of red.Now that she has gone through the parting, she is no longer the ambitious traveler who only has the vast world in her heart.No matter how far she traveled, no matter how much she saw, she was not as satisfied as she is now.

Yizhanghong seemed to see through her mind, so he didn't insist on leaving.

Hong Xiao stared at her, feeling that the situation in front of her was like a dream, and she was a bit unreliable after all.She asked carefully, "Why do you say that you are dead?"

Yizhanghong seemed to be thinking about something, did not answer for a while, and then said after a while: "People are always going to die, sooner or later, it doesn't make any difference?"

Hong Xiao's heart felt sour, and he forced himself to be calm and said: "There is a difference, if you fall to the ground first, I will dig you out and hang you from the tree for three days and three nights." This is what Yizhanghong said to her before , now she finally found a chance and paid it back.

Yizhanghong rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "If you have the guts, just come."

Although she was smiling, the threatening meaning in her words sent chills down the spine. Hong Xiao shrank her neck and lowered her voice: "Why don't I have the guts? I run fast, but you can't catch me." live."

Tapping her forehead with a red index finger, she said angrily, "This is promising."

The corners of Hong Xiao's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "If you are not convinced, you can live behind me, and you can spread some poisonous powder and Gu worms in my tomb in the future. There are many valuable things in my tomb. I'm afraid someone will dig it up."

Yi Zhanghong glanced at her, and said calmly: "I can poison the powdered Gu worms on you right now."

Hong Xiao smiled and said: "It's not good right now, I can't run." Even if she can run, she may not want to leave half a step.

The two people bickered like this, Hong Xiao felt more and more peaceful in his heart, all the past seemed to be forgotten, and he didn't want to think about the future, leaving only the present peace.

Xu Xu chatted for a while, Yizhanghong smiled and said: "Don't be poor with me, the medicine on the stove will be boiled dry."

Hong Xiao leaned on her chest, half of her face could feel the vibration of her chest, Hong Xiao shook his head: "For a while, I'm determined not to do it, just wait for a while, just in time for the juice to taste."

"Are you making soup?" Yi Zhanghong pinched the bridge of Hong Xiao's nose with two fingers, swayed it left and right, and said, "It's not like you can't walk, so don't waste my medicine."

Hong Xiao got up reluctantly, she was still wearing a middle coat, Yizhanghong took a dress and put it on her.

Hong Xiao showed some embarrassment on her face, she was not a lady in the boudoir, and she was never used to helping others like this.She reached out to Yizhanghong to pick it up, but Yizhanghong avoided it.

The green silk skirt shakes off like green leaves fluttering in the wind.

After a stalemate for a while, Hong Xiao was finally defeated, stretched out his arms to put on his sleeves, and said with a blushing face: "I will change into another clothes later, I am too old to wear these delicate and delicate gauzes." Come."

Yizhanghong put on the other sleeve for her, and said calmly: "How old are you, and you actually say you are older?"

In terms of age, Hong Xiao is always inferior to Yi Zhanghong, but even so, it is still an indisputable fact that time has changed.Hong Xiao sighed: "But it can't compare to the little girl who makes a show of herself."

Yizhanghong leaned forward and pulled Hong Xiao's hair out from his collar.The long black hair was loose, hanging down to the waist, like a stroke of thick ink, against the white hair that was as red as snow.

"My place is full of these kinds of clothes. If you don't like to wear them, then don't wear them. It's rare to come here in the wilderness here."

In the battle, Hong Xiao has never gained the upper hand.

Hong Xiao never wore clothes like this before, as long as she could still move, she always relied on herself.

She seems to be friendly with everyone, but when she becomes stubborn, no one can stop her.

This was the first time, Hong Xiao was awake and let Yizhanghong dress her.Despite such an awkward posture, the tacit understanding between the two of them seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times.

Yizhanghong lowered her eyes and restrained her style, leaving only a touch of tenderness in each other.Hong Xiao lowered her head, quietly watching the pair of slender white palms wrapping the belt together and gently knotting it.My heart, which has always been empty, seems to be bound by some emotions, but I don't feel bored, only indescribable peace of mind.