Night Talk Hundred Stories

The sky is high and the clouds are far away. Occasionally, a group of geese return in the extremely clear blue sky, gracefully passing by the white clouds, leaving a few long chirps, resounding through the blue sky.

Driving along the road, the leaves on the side of the road were either withered or falling, which looked a bit bleak. Looking far away, it was actually withered and yellow.

Qinghe leaned against Hei Yao, but his eyes fell on a little hare beside the road. The gray fur little rabbit was only about the size of a palm, and it was standing upright. Its pair of bright black eyes turned around and looked around. something.

Seeing that their carriage was about to pass the little rabbit, Qing He grabbed the reins: "Wait a while."

Hei Yao stopped the carriage as he said, and saw Qinghe groping in the carriage, found a piece of emerald green pastry, and said with a smile, "Are you willing to give this to him?"

This mung bean cake was bought in the last town, and it is the ancestral recipe of that merchant. It is said that it is the only one in the world, and the taste is also very good. Qinghe is only willing to eat one piece a day, like a treasure.

Qing He pursed his lips, carefully broke off half of the dessert, stretched it out in front of Hei Yao, and said, "I'll give it to you."

Hei Yao bit off it in one bite, chewed it twice before swallowing it, "It's gone."

"I'm gone too." Qinghe glanced at him, and then threw the remaining half of the pastry to the little rabbit. The little rabbit moved its ears and saw a piece of green falling in front of its eyes. Turned around and ran away.

"..." Qinghe stared dumbfounded at the little rabbit that suddenly disappeared, then turned his head and looked at Hei Yao with great aggrieved eyes: "I can't even bear to eat it!"

Hei Yao laughed loudly, and rubbed his hair with one free hand: "That little thing that doesn't know good or bad, I'll catch it for you?"

Qing He shook his head, and rubbed against Hei Yao, "Let's go."

Hei Yao flicked the rein, and the bay red horse immediately took a step forward. Qing He sat in front and swayed his legs, while saying: "I won't feed it again, you bad guy!"

As he said that, he thought of the rabbit's thrilling way of running, and felt a little guilty again, "Did I scare it to death?"

Hei Yao smiled while driving: "Rabbits in the world are generally timid, even a fallen leaf can be scared to death, let alone you threw such a piece of snack?"

"Really?" Qing He blinked, then grabbed the car and turned to look at the place where the rabbit was just now, "Then...then I will give it to it gently next time."

"You are kind to it." Hei Yao shook his head, "I have to share a snack with it."

I don't want Qinghe to refute him seriously immediately: "You don't like dim sum."

Hei Yao stroked his chin, thoughtfully said: "If you give it to me, I really like it."

It has been more than half a month since Hei Yao's soul returned, most of the wounds he suffered from the battle with Pixiu that day have healed up half of the time, and because he took all the spiritual power for his own use, his cultivation level has improved for a while. It was a big rise, but it was a blessing in disguise. Hei Yao held Qing He in his arms to comfort him, and then the young man who had been frightened every day gradually returned to normal, and he no longer bowed his head in silence as soon as he looked at the scars on his body.

After the two of them finished recuperating, they immediately set off to leave the town. Although Qinghe didn't say anything, Hei Yao knew that because of his injury, he had some grudges against that place in his heart, so he took Qinghe away early, and they kept going along the way. After a lot of laughter, Qinghe finally let go of the depression in his heart.

The two laughed and laughed all the way, the sun was getting higher and higher, and the sunlight shone down like a golden thread, Qing He opened his palms with squinted eyes, and then slowly closed his ten fingers, only feeling the warmth of his palms, he involuntarily curled the corners of his mouth .

Hei Yao turned his head to look over, and saw the young man looking up at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as clean and lovely as dewdrops in the morning, the warm sunshine fell on his cheeks, and cast a light layer on his long eyelashes. gold.

Hei Yao stretched out his hand to smooth out the white hair around his shirt around his neck, and finally couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss on his forehead.Qinghe's ears turned red immediately, almost bleeding.

Hei Yao chuckled, in the past it was common for the two of them to be so intimacy when they had never communicated with each other, Qinghe was always open and upright, but now that Qinghe is new to love/desire, he knows that such a move can only be done by an extremely close person in private He didn't know how to dodge it, so the two would blush every time they got close, and he didn't know how to avoid it, so he just stayed there obediently and blushed alone.

But it became more and more likable.

The corners of Hei Yao's mouth also raised slightly, Qing He was dissatisfied seeing his smug face, why was Hei Yao still so smug when he felt embarrassed?Thinking about it, he raised his head recklessly and bit his chin, it didn't use much force, it just made Hei Yao feel a little itchy.

But Hei Yao saw that he seemed to be really upset, so he suppressed his smile, pointed to the city gate not far away and said, "Look, we're almost there."

As expected, Qinghe's attention was diverted by him, but he saw a city gate with bluestone walls and bricks standing majestically not far away. On the top of the gate tower, there was a vermilion lacquered plaque with three big characters "Qingzhou Mansion" written on it, horizontally and vertically, with excellent style .

There are some people coming and going under the city gate, which can be regarded as very lively.

After passing the city inspection, the two went to the inn in the city as usual, like people who have traveled for a long time, Qinghe ordered the room as usual, and was very satisfied with the extremely quiet environment in the room.

After resting for a while, Qinghe took Hei Yao to the downstairs lobby for dinner. While waiting for the dishes, he heard someone on the table next to him muttering: "I don't know if the Lord River God is satisfied with the sacrifices. If the river continues to be closed like this, I don't know if there will be more people this year." How many people can't live a stable year!"

Another person took a sip of wine and said, "Who said it wasn't! For some reason, the river was closed this year..." Then, the person lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Tell me, did you cross the river this year?" Is there something unclean that makes Lord River God unhappy?"

Another person sneered and said, "There are so many unclean things passing by on this river, why are you unhappy this year?"

The man who spoke before said: "You don't know something. Earlier, a foreign merchant capsized on the Changqing River. I'm afraid that thing..." He didn't finish his words, but the rest of them understood. They all looked at each other and smiled, shaking shook his head.

Although their voices were low, Qinghe and Heiyao could still hear clearly, Qinghe and Heiyao laughed after hearing this, "If we go back to Wanyu Mountain, are we considered mountain gods?"

Hei Yao raised his eyebrows, "If you want to, we will."

"Ah~" Qinghe's eyes widened slightly, "Then can we also accept some sacrifices?" He said, counting on his fingers: "Mung bean cake is the same, fried tofu is the same, lotus rolls are the same..." He kept his head down and was concentrating, Hei Yao thought it was funny, grabbed his hand, squeezed all ten fingers of his in the palm, and said with a smile: "Why do you just remember to eat?"

He laughed again: "You have eaten a lot during this journey, and I have never seen anyone who loves food as much as you do."

Qing He frowned and said with a smile: "Then, I'll bring you some roasted lamb legs with honey, do you want it?"

Hei Yao pretended to ponder for a moment, and under the expectant gaze of the young man, he said slowly: "If you gave it as a gift, you can consider it."

"Nonsense." Qing He wrinkled his nose and retorted: "You obviously like to eat."

While talking, Xiaoer brought up the dishes they ordered. Among them was a delicately crafted dim sum made of glutinous rice that was squeezed into thin petals, and carefully arranged in the shape of jasmine flowers, occasionally embellished with some bright yellow flowers. The broken points are very pleasing to look at.

Qinghe's attention was immediately attracted, Hei Yao let him go to get the chopsticks, Qinghe picked a () flower and tasted it, very happy: "It tastes very good." Saying that, he picked another one Send the flowers to Hei Yao's mouth.

Hei Yao stuttered, nodded and said: "Not bad."

Qinghe said: "Look, just talk about me, you also like to eat."

"You..." Hei Yao shook his head helplessly, but his expression was full of tender pampering.

The author has something to say: two foodies XD