Theism

The fat and thin mutton is worn on wooden sticks, red and white correspondingly. Under the charcoal fire, golden oil emerges, sizzling, and then roasted and dried red peppers are sprinkled, red The chili peppers were roasted and ground into powder before, but now they are sprinkled red on the top, which is very beautiful and makes people look appetizing.

Chu Xingsi took a few bunches, and under the warm orange light, the charcoal fire was black and bright or dark, showing the same red fire as red pepper, which looked very hot.

"Here you are." Chu Xingsi walked over and handed Ning Yumo a few skewers, Ning Yumo took it, and then Chu Xingsi started eating while walking.

Chu Xingsi was wandering in the street, looking left and right to buy some things, playing and laughing while walking, there was no curfew at night, it was always noisy here for a long time, it was already noisy when people came, and it gradually quieted down after people left Come down, one batch overwhelms the other.

Chu Xingsi was walking around very happily, and when he came across some novel things, he immediately turned around and talked to him. Seeing him beaming, describing joy, full of joy, Ning Yumo's heart was filled with joy for some reason.

I was a little surprised to see him when I came out tonight, but I didn't feel unhappy, just quietly watching him from behind, and I felt very satisfied.

"Why don't you eat?" Chu Xingsi turned his head again, and found that Ning Yumo was holding a lot of food in his hand, it should be when he gave it to him, and now there are so many.

"For me?" Ning Yumo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard his words, knowingly asked the consultant.

"Ah, of course, I can't finish it." Chu Xingsi nodded, and said as a matter of course, one person can't finish it, and he wants to eat, so give him the rest.

"I thought." Ning Yumo sighed a little after hearing what he said, thinking it was on purpose.

Seeing the change in his expression, Chu Xingsi understood what he was thinking, and smiled slyly, of course he did it on purpose.

After laughing, he turned around again, calmed down, continued to sway forward, took a deep breath, relaxed his body and mind, and put on a faint smile again.

One of the two people walked in front and the other walked behind, always one step apart, walking behind him in a protective posture.

At the end of a street, it was almost time to part. He stood at the intersection of light and shadow, taking a step back to blend into the darkness, and stepping forward, he could return to the bustling market.

Probably not far away, there was a carriage from the palace waiting, and Chu Xingsi saw it.

"Are you leaving?" Chu Xingsi glanced at him and then turned his head to ask him.

"En." Ning Yumo nodded, and his eyes fell on him with a trace of goodness.

"Then come here for a while." Seeing this, Chu Xingsi retreated to the shadow behind. This position is so clever that no one around can see it.

"What's wrong?" Although Ning Yumo felt a little strange, he still walked over.

Seeing this, Chu Xingsi grabbed him, pushed him against the wall, and then approached him little by little. Chu Xingsi's fair and clear face was enlarged in his eyes little by little, and Ning Yumo seemed to hear it. The sound of my heart beating faster.

Chu Xingsi put his arms around his neck, hugged his back with one hand, and supported the back of Ning Yumo's head with the other.

The tips of the noses of the two were close together, their breaths were full of each other's hot breath, and the tips of their noses were full of each other's smell.

"Don't push me away." Chu Xingsi looked at him and said softly.

Then he closed his eyes and kissed him lightly. Ning Yumo's pupils dilated and wanted to break away from him, but when he raised his hand, he found that his hand was full of the food he just bought. He thought that if he broke away, he would dirty him. clothes, so the hand that was just raised was put down again.

Chu Xingsi kissed very lightly but measuredly, he tasted his upper lip and also his lower lip, and then he was about to let go.

At the moment when he let go, Ning Yumo felt something hot on his face, and he saw that he was crying. Chu Xingsi rested his head on his shoulder and calmed down a little. own mood.

"I'm sorry." Chu Xingsi knew that he was out of control, and wiped all his tears on his body, but still wanted to hug him.

Both hands hugged him tightly, clinging to him for a while, before reason defeated emotion again.

Feeling better, I wanted to let him go, but just as I took a step back, my hands were grabbed again, and then a pair of slender, white hands slowly moved down from his wrist, to between his fingers, and then five fingers with him Interlocking.

This time it was Ning Yumo who pulled him closer and leaned against him.

Chu Xingsi's eyes were still shining with water, his eyelashes were wet, and there were two obvious tear marks on his face.

In fact, it may not be so sad, sometimes crying is also a kind of emotional catharsis, but he is too wronged.

Ning Yumo stuffed the string in his hand to him again, then freed his hand, stroked his face lightly, and wiped his face dry.

"Go back." Ning Yumo said softly, not in a tone of refusal, but rather a reluctant parting.

After hearing what he said, Chu Xingsi took the initiative to let go of his hand, and this time he backed out easily.

Then he didn't look at him again, turned around and took a handful of food, and walked towards the semi-dark place. Ning Yumo saw that he was no longer visible, and then got into the carriage.

next day

A small boat sailed out from the shore and rowed towards the river, "The black clouds turned over the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat." Chu Xingsi walked out of the cabin holding an umbrella, the light green oil-paper umbrella tilted, continuous The raindrops slid down the low side and hit the ground, causing a series of sprays.

At the stern of the boat, there was an old man holding a pole. He wore a black-blue coarse cloth shirt, a tan coir raincoat, and a bamboo hat. The outside of the bamboo hat was soaked in water, but the inside was dry. He bent his waist, pole after pole. Pont, the boat quickly left the river.

The rain was a bit heavy, but when it hit the river, it did splash neatly, leaving small eddies and ripples in circles, but because the rain was too dense, It was almost invisible, and before the surface of the river calmed down a little, there was the next wave of raindrops.

Wave after wave, without stopping for a moment, he still stood outside with an umbrella, the rain wet his clothes, and he didn't care much, because his eyes were full of the color of rain, his ears were full of the sound of rain, and his heart was full of tears. It's the scenery.

Because the rain was too heavy and blocked the view, the entire river surface looked foggy, and it felt like the river was connected to the sky and boundless.

Black clouds and white clouds are rolling in the sky. Because it is not completely black clouds, the sky is not so dark. The two colors are rolling and blending with each other, but they are not compatible. Because of the black clouds, the sky looks extraordinarily low. It looks like it's only a few stories high.

Chu Xingsi stretched out his hand, trying to catch the raindrops falling from the black cloud. The cold raindrops fell into his hands, one after another, and the rear ones hit the place where the front ones had been. In the end, no one could keep them , but splashed water all over his face.

Chu Xingsi withdrew his hand and hung it quietly without drying it. His fair and slender hand was covered with water marks, the skin was fair elsewhere, but the knuckles were a little pink.

One pair of hands looks weak and boneless, but the hand holding the umbrella handle is actually very strong. The right hand is lightly held, and it seems that the umbrella cannot be held firmly, but it is not what it looks like.

Chu Xingsi's internal strength is very good. It has been more than ten years. Although he was not in good health for a while, he gradually exhausted it after using the blood silkworm. The kind that weighs a thousand pounds.

The usual basic drills and physical exercise are barely coping, and then he stopped practicing at all. He usually doesn’t have anything to do with strong physical exertion. People control, so physical exercise and so on will be abandoned.

Chu Xingsi never thought that there would be someone who needed to step forward to fight against the enemy by himself, but if it really came to that step, then, forget it, there is no need to think about it at all.

"My lord, it's raining too much, why don't you go back to the shore." The old man shouted loudly from behind, the rain now is much heavier than before, and it's a bit like the sky.

"Okay." Chu Xingsi said, holding the oil-paper umbrella that was about to be smashed by the rain, hurried into the cabin, raised the umbrella, propped it outside, shook it, then held the umbrella handle and spun it, Shake those drops of water off the umbrella surface.

When the water stopped dripping for a while, I put the umbrella in the cabin. Koi carp was painted on the light green umbrella surface, which is not so gorgeous, but it is not so clever.

Sitting quietly in the cabin alone, listening to the rain outside quietly, the river gradually became foggy and hazy, and the distant scenery could no longer be seen clearly. Under the same indigo blue as Jiang Nian.

After a while, I gradually approached the river, but it was a different bank from before. Many lotus flowers were planted here, and many of them bloomed at this time.

"Old man, can you get to the side of the lotus?" Chu Xingsi became interested when he saw the blooming flower.

"Okay." The old man replied, and then propped him up to the lace.

Chu Xingsi stretched out his head, looked outside for a while, and made sure that the rain was not heavy, so he went out of the cabin again with an umbrella.

There is a blooming flower on the side, it is dark red, very beautiful and gorgeous, the small lotus pod in the middle is bright yellow, looks small and cute, the stamens next to it are also bright yellow, each one is very energetic, surrounded by , the whole flower looks very nice.

Chu Xingsi squatted beside the boat, holding an umbrella in one hand, and gently stroking the flower stem with the other. There are many thorns on the flower stem. If you don't pay attention to grabbing it, you may be scratched.

Gently pulling the flower stem over, Chu Xingsi leaned over and smelled it. The smell, how should I put it, was a bit refreshing, and the aroma rushed straight into his head. After sniffing it, he let it go.

Chu Xingsi returned to the cabin after the flowers bloomed, thinking that he would no longer want to smell the lotus.

Sitting quietly, looking into the distance, let the old man stop moving when he punted the boat to the shore, and looked into the distance silently.

The wind blows the lotus, bringing the fragrance of rain and flowers, lingering, floating, dyed clothes, and lingering for a long time.