Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

When the cherry blossoms are flying, the breeze blows slowly, sending a pink cherry blossom rain.On the hillside not far away, sat a young man in a black shirt. He was handsome and clean, with a warm smile on his brows and eyes, holding a sketching charcoal pencil in his hand, painting and drawing in front of the easel.He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking gentle and gentle.

"Mr. Shen is so handsome. My future boyfriend will be as handsome as him." The female student in a school uniform and a high ponytail is holding a book in her hand, covering the corners of her upturned mouth, and staring at him intently. , whispering to the people around him.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu lowered his head and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon.

This is hers. This concern is like a fruit candy hidden in my heart. It is orange-flavored and sweet with some sourness that cannot be made public. Occasionally, I see a female student holding a textbook who dares to say goodbye to Shen Xin. Picking up a conversation, or having a young female teacher give him small snacks and gifts on some excuse, he has to be alone and complain for a long time.

But as long as you see each other, Shen Xinci's smiling eyes, slender and clean fingers, and the faint fragrance from his clothes can make all the troubles disappear and disappear without a trace.

Shuttle among the rows of bookshelves in the school library, Xiao Yu stopped at the innermost row by the window, reached out to take the book that had just been put in, flipped to the middle with ease, and took the folder. The letter paper in it, and the drawing paper with the letter.

On the letter paper printed with white magnolia flowers, there are three or two lines written in clear and meaningful fonts.Xiao Yu read the time, place and signature back and forth many times, wishing to engrave every word in his heart.As for the drawing paper, it was the figure of a girl with short hair standing under the cherry blossom tree.She nodded and lowered her eyebrows, and wrapped her wind-blown hair behind her ears with her slender fingertips.

They made an appointment to meet secretly at the Luwu Mountain God's Ceremony, visit temple fairs and markets together, put river lanterns by the pouring water, and make their respective wishes.

Mountain God Festival——

Xiao Yu looked out the window, the heavy rain finally stopped, the raindrops dripped down the eaves, and formed a pool of water on the ground.She is no longer the girl in white dress standing under the street lamp looking forward to it, and she can no longer look forward to the person in her memory.His pale and emaciated hands had exposed blue veins, his eyebrows and eyes were full of traces of time, and his hair was graying.

Her collar was slightly open, and her pale skin was covered with dark lines, like a poisonous spider clinging to her neck, sucking her blood non-stop. The same lines still existed on her thin blanket. Covered legs.

Now she doesn't look like a woman in her 30s, even if she meets Shen Xinci, she dare not recognize her.

The door was gently pushed open, and she sat on the bed, watching the boy in white approach slowly with a tray, then sat down beside her, and put the steaming porridge and side dishes in front of her.The blood stains on his face and the wounds on his body have healed, and the bruises on his thighs have also faded, although he still looks very weak and thin.

The boy handed her the porridge: "Eat some."

Xiao Yu shook his head, stared at him with cloudy and tired eyes, and said hoarsely, "He asked you to look at me?"

"If you don't eat, your body will not be able to hold on." The boy didn't answer her question, but brought the bowl of porridge over himself, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it on his lips and blew it, and then brought it to her lips , staring at her with those beautiful amber eyes: "If you still want to see Shen Xinci."

"He..." Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly became a little brighter, her chapped lips trembled slightly, then she slightly opened her mouth and took a sip of the white porridge brought to her mouth, and asked: "I Can I still see you?"

"The Lord has promised you, so he will not break his promise." The young man replied.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Xiao Yu took the handkerchief he handed over and wiped his mouth, then asked softly, "Why did you stay by such a person's side?"

"I was born by his side." The boy packed up the tableware and got ready to leave.

"But he didn't treat you well, he bullied you and humiliated you." Xiao Yu looked up at his overly thin back and asked, "Is it worth it?"

The young man paused, his hand holding the tray was clearly knit, he turned his head and looked out the window, the approaching night shrouded his side face in a shadow, blurred, he said in a voice that only he could hear: "It's worth it to be by his side."

Then there was a death-like silence, and after an unknown amount of time, a sigh suddenly came from the quiet room.It's just that I don't know if it's from that boy, or from Xiao Yu lying on the bed.

"Festival? Tonight?" Shi Xuan stood in the hotel lobby, and when he heard the voices of two tourists passing by discussing, he suddenly dozed off and woke up.Looking very excited, he stared at the backs of the two people with bright eyes, and murmured: "It seems to be fun."

Cen Zelin stared at him speechlessly: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"I was sleepy at first, but isn't there an event?" Shi Xuan said, turning his head to look at Yao Peizhou, with a cute and cute expression: "This kind of mountain god festival should be quite rare in today's Chinese dynasty, right? I don't want to go Do you want to see it?"

Yao Peizhou has never been interested in such things. The so-called human race festivals are nothing more than carnivals in the name of paying tribute to the gods.In ancient times, there was still some sense of awe, and sacrificial ceremonies were held, like that.In modern society, any traditional festivals, non-traditional festivals and weird days will be turned into good days for making money by modern business geniuses.

It's as if he will never understand the existence of the Double Eleven festival. It was obviously just a self-deprecating online joke for bachelors at first, but it turned into a discount promotion in the end.

"You want to go?" Yao Peizhou looked down at him.

Shi Xuan nodded: "I want to go."

Before Yao Peizhou answered, it was Sheng Yao who spoke first. She waved her hand, then rubbed the center of her brows: "I won't go, I've been tired all day, I have to take a good bath and apply a mask, and then go to the third floor I went to a beauty center to do a body treatment, and it’s only been a few days, and my hair has split.”

"I pass! Since I have nothing to do today, I have to go to the game to clear the tasks, and I haven't done my daily work for several days!" Cen Zelin immediately refused, and then trotted away from the lobby after Sheng Yao.

As for the rest of the team members, they looked at each other, and they all said that they had other things to do and didn't want to get involved, and left the lobby with their shoulders crossed.In a blink of an eye, only Yao Peizhou and Shi Xuan were left.

Yao Peizhou was very satisfied with the understanding behavior of the team members, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes, he said to others: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

The people in the second field team really have no interest in life, Shi Xuan, the former team leader of the field team, complained silently.

The boundary of Sanghai is backed by the Luwu Mountain recorded in ancient books.Legend has it that Luwu Mountain has no vegetation, but is full of gold and stones. The water originates from here, and then flows southward into Pengshui, which is the only river in Songhai.There is a beast in the lake, named Gu Diao, whose sound is like a baby crying, and eats people for a living.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, the Gu carvings were the ones who caused disasters. They first used the sound of babies crying to attract human races who strayed into the mountains, and then ate them up.The common people are miserable. In order to protect their families, some brave warriors spontaneously organized into the mountains to hunt and kill Gu carvings, but none of them survived in the end.

Until one day, a man with the body of a dragon and the head of a bird appeared, claiming to be the God of Luwu Mountain, who came to hunt Gu carvings because he was enshrined by the people of Sanghai.The Luwu Mountain God created a magic circle and killed the gu carvings in the magic circle. In order to prevent the soul of the gu carving from being reborn forever, his body was transformed into a stone statue and suppressed in the center of the magic circle.

The center of the magic circle is the square under Shi Xuan's feet at this moment.

Shi Xuan folded his hands behind his back and looked down at the inscription next to the stone statue, and briefly understood the story.This stone statue is the body of the legendary Luwu Mountain God, and under the stone statue is the corpse of a gu carving that was suppressed back then.

All the sacrificial activities were carried out around this square, along the street were stalls of exactly the same size, densely packed all over the four streets of the square.When night falls, the silver lamps hanging on the trees light up one by one, reflecting the joyful faces of passers-by.

"What is the body of the deer Wushan God? This is obviously artificial." Shi Xuan bent over, tapped the stone statue with his fingertips, turned around and said to Yao Peizhou: "Looking at the color, this stone statue is definitely not more than a hundred years old. Well, these people, I'm afraid they don't know what they are enshrining, maybe even this Luwu mountain god was made up by some people when they have nothing to do."

Yao Peizhou stood beside him and said, "One must have some faith, whether it is true or not, otherwise how would one survive so many long nights?"

"What about you? Do you have it too?" Shi Xuan turned to look at him and asked with a smile.

The light reflected on Shi Xuan's face, his eyes contained the stars and the sea, he was clearly a different person from the usual innocent little mermaid who knew nothing about the world.The distance between Yao Peizhou and him was no more than one person, and he just stared at him quietly, as if looking for another shadow through him.

Children holding candied haws and small windmills passed by them, and the laughter like silver bells passed through the evening wind and was sent to everyone's ears.On the temporary stage set up on the left side of the square, dancers from the city’s art troupe are performing a song and dance drama, describing in detail the "Suppressing Gu Sculptures" that has been familiar to the people of Songhai from ancient times to the present.

After a long time, Yao Peizhou hoarsely said, "Yes."

"Really?" Shi Xuan asked him as he walked forward: "What is your belief?"

This time Yao Peizhou did not answer him, but walked side by side with him with his head down, holding his fingertips when the crowd was about to be squeezed away, and locked him firmly in his around.

Shi Xuan held a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and was sticking out the tip of his tongue/lightly/licking the sugar coating on it, and Yao Peizhou, who was following behind him, had both hands full of various snacks.Shi Xuan walked all the way and ate all the time, but he only tasted a small bite of everything.

It's not that he wants to waste it, but that the little mermaid's digestive function is limited, and he can't satisfy the appetite of this big fox at all; he has more energy than energy, and he is greedy but can't eat, so every time he eats, he will give the rest to Yao Peizhou .

As the name suggests, delicious food should be shared with others.

Yao Peizhou followed behind him, silently looking at the half piece of steamed mung bean cake he just stuffed into his hand, and there was a circle of small tooth marks on it.Take a bite in the direction of the tooth marks, and immediately the fragrance and sweetness of mung beans spread between your lips and teeth.

It's too sweet--

Yao Peizhou was thinking while stuffing the remaining steamed cake into his mouth.

"The mountain of Luwu has no vegetation on it, but many gold and stones. The water of Zegeng flows out, while the Nanliu flows into the torrential water. There are beasts in the water, and the name is Gu carving. Its shape is like a carved surface with horns, and its sound is like the voice of a baby. , is cannibal..."

There was an old man on the side of the road, babbling and singing with an erhu. The old man had a strange singing voice, and he couldn’t tell where it was from. He wore a mask with a strange shape, covering his eyes and the bridge of his nose; Pedestrians would stop and watch him for a while, and then leave with the people around him with the expression of "there is something wrong with this old man".

Shi Xuan bit off a candied haws, which made his cheeks bulge. He followed the crowd and stopped to look at the old man for a while. After the song ended, the crowd dispersed. He was about to move forward, but was stopped by the old man. : "Since you are a predestined person, why don't you listen to what the old man has to say?"

Shi Xuan crushed the candied haws and swallowed it, then looked back at him: "Are you talking about me?"

The old man nodded and waved at him, signaling him to come closer.In an instant, this place became the most secluded place in the noisy street, with people coming and going, bustling and bustling, as if they couldn't see the small square table, the old man with white hair and mask, and the timeless man standing in front of him. Xuan.

When Shi Xuan turned his head, he found that Yao Peizhou was standing not far behind him, but he seemed to be frozen, and he didn't notice the abnormal movement at all.The old man was a little interesting, Shi Xuan raised his eyebrows, and became interested for a while.

"Fateful person..." He knelt down in front of the old man, and when he raised the corner of his mouth, he could clearly see the sugar stains sticking to his lips: "How is fate?"

"Half." The old man gestured to him and looked at him with a smile: "You and I are both half."

Shi Xuan tightened his grip on the candied haws, and immediately asked, "What is half?"

"Half is half." The old man said slowly, his voice was very deep, like a bell ringing slowly in a temple, which made people feel inexplicably quiet.That pair of old dead tree-like hands patted on the erhu, only then did Shi Xuan realize that the erhu had no strings, and then he heard the old man continue to say: "The body and the soul are not the same person, they are half; the soul is incomplete, Also half."

"You..." Shi Xuan glanced at him, then turned back to look at Yao Peizhou subconsciously, and found that the other party was standing there without any response, so he turned to look at the old man with a serious expression: "You I can tell?"

The old man smiled and didn't answer, but took off the mask on his face and put it gently on Shi Xuan's face: "Don't worry, your friend in the same industry can't see you."

"I'm a dead person, and my spirit and shape are all damaged. Why do I possess him?" The mask can be fixed on Shi Xuan's face without knots. He looked at the old man through the mask and continued to ask road.

The old man replied with a smile: "The mortal relationship is not over, the obsession is too deep, and someone is concerned, it is nothing more than an unclear account with this world."

"I took his body, where is his soul now?" Shi Xuan asked him.

The old man shook his head: "I don't know about that."

In Shi Xuan's eyes, the figure of the old man became more and more blurred, and he was about to disappear with the wind, Shi Xuan quickly asked: "Dare to ask the old man Gao's name?"

"No name, no surname." The old man's voice was full of smiles, and he said in the warm and soft light: "It's just a story made up by a group of people who have nothing to do."

When the light faded, a few stalls on this side had disappeared.The hustle and bustle of the surroundings poured into Shi Xuan's ears again, he touched the mask on his face, and chuckled lightly: "This old man... quite holds grudges."