[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

Xieyulou was far away from the second master's mansion, and it took Wen Yu nearly an hour to get there, stopping and going, and the originally chaotic thoughts along the way became much smoother.

When Wen Yu walked into the living room of Xie Jiuye's house, Xie Jiuye was sitting on the sofa, just like in the past, gently holding the celadon tea bowl in his white palm, took a sip of the tea soup, then slightly raised his eyelashes, staring at Wen Yu, who was leaning on the door frame, calmly said, "You're here, how are you?"

The corners of Wen Yu's lips curled into a slight arc, and she walked forward gracefully, sitting calmly beside Xie Jiuye, and Shi Shiran replied: "I have already met with Second Master as scheduled, Jiuye, you Don't forget what you promised."

The warm sunshine sprinkled on Wen Yu's face, making her look softer and calmer.Xie Jiuye had imagined that Wen Yu would reprimand him, doubt him, and even plan to never see each other again, but he never expected that Wen Yu would be so calm and calm, letting go of everything gently, even saying nothing Don't ask.

This kind of calm makes Xie Jiu think of the sea, calm, silent and calm, but it can't make people feel at ease, there is always an inexplicable uneasiness lingering in people's hearts.

Thinking about it, Xie Jiuye had a smile on his lips, no longer as elegant and gentle as before, his smile was extraordinarily delicate, revealing a bit of indifference, "Xie will not break the promise."

As the words fell, he slightly lifted his eyelids, the brilliance of his eyes hidden behind the lenses flowed, his brows were slightly raised, and his temperament also changed slightly, with a hint of bewitching and seductive color shining in his rigorous and gentle.

Wen Yu was different this time, sitting very close, so close that she could clearly see the fine and small layer of fluff on Xie Jiuye's face, she looked back, and pressed the shallow lip line hard, it was as moist as water There was a little sparkle in his eyes where Xie Jiuye couldn't see.

Their relationship seems to be harmonious and harmonious, but in fact it is in jeopardy, just like the soap bubble, which is colorful and radiant when it is not broken, but it cannot withstand a light touch, or even the scorching heat of the sun.

In fact, both of them noticed such a delicate situation, but for some reason neither of them made the decision to explain it.

The reason Xie Jiuye didn't explain was that he already knew that Wen Yu had completely seen through it.But then again, if Wen Yu hadn't figured it out, he wouldn't have explained it. Sometimes ignorance may not be a kind of happiness.

The reason Wen Yu didn't speak was because she expected Master Jiu to explain it to her frankly, but she also knew it was impossible, the more she knew about the person opposite, the more she knew it was impossible.

Not opening his mouth was just hoping that Master Jiu would pay her more attention, even for a second.If she opens her mouth, she is afraid that one day she will not be able to see through Master Jiu. This is a situation she does not want to face.

He is her puzzle, and she is also his puzzle, each groping for each other in the dark, looking forward to dissipating the fog covering the other side bit by bit, even if the process is desperate and the ending is turned upside down, they are willing .

This surging, bewitching feeling is probably what ordinary people call love.The surface of this stream called love is gentle and calm, and it merges into the sea quietly, as if it has lost its bright colors, but the dark tide in private is surging, ups and downs, and only the person involved can experience it one by one.

(Shizhi: This passage is very tiring ⊙▽⊙, the two upstairs are not normal compatriots, please forgive me.)

After contemplating for a moment, Wen Yu's eyes naturally stopped on Xie Jiuye's hand which rested lightly on the armrest of the sofa. The wrist bones of the hand were very thin, and the finger bones were long. The man's elegance contained a bit of a woman's delicacy, but This delicateness is probably the result of his lack of love for his body.

Wen Yu's gaze moved up, staying on the small, round scar looming between her sleeves, and finally said the words that had been entangled in her heart day and night since she discovered this secret, in one breath. Come out, "Master Jiu, next time I will let Wen Yu inject you, your technique is too unprofessional." It is easy to hurt yourself.

Xie Jiuye was shocked all over, without blinking his eyes, he stared at Wen Yu blankly, after a long time, he lowered his eyes and smiled shallowly, his vermilion thin lips curved slightly, then raised his eyes to look at Wen Yu again, with a twinkle in his eyes With vibrant colors.It was only a moment before and after, but the Wen Yu at this time was already different in his eyes, everything about Wen Yu in the old days had disappeared without a trace.

The setting sun outside the window swayed the golden thread indulgently in front of the two of them, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to be like nougat, congealed into a ball, but it seemed to be slightly different, flowing softly and thickly in the air.

Xie Jiuye squinted his long and narrow wind eyes, stood up sideways, looked through the glass at the crimson setting sun, then at the black distant mountain and the small pond downstairs, where the lotus flowers had long been Withered and withered, leaving only the withered and black color, I said hello lightly.

The interlacing of light and shadow made Xie Jiuye's half face facing Wen Yu glow with golden light, beautifully like a wonderful oil painting.

Wen Yu walked behind Xie Jiuye. The man in front of him had a hand behind his back, his back was straight, and his posture was as graceful as a jade tree in a fairyland, a lush forest and bamboo.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at Xie Jiuye's back lightly, the light in his eyes was all restrained in the black pupils, but the long eyelashes were stained with the first frost, under the cover of the afterglow Shining with crystal light, her tone was light and light, but not to be questioned, "Qi Wen, before you saw me just now, you probably got an injection first."

As he said that, Wen Yu's slightly warm fingertips gently rubbed the tiny wound. Xie Jiuye's arm was very cold, showing an unhealthy white color. Gorgeous blood beads jumped out from the wound, slowly following the texture of the skin. It flowed slowly, leaving a light pink mark on the fair skin, like a layer of red rouge, enchanting and lethargic.

When Wen Yu's fingertips gently covered his arm, Xie Jiuye froze. Wen Yu probably wanted to check his wound, so he thought for a while.After a while, Xie Jiuye finally came to his senses, trying to relax the muscles in his wrists to make himself look normal.

But what I didn't expect was that the next second Wen Yu hugged him recklessly, and the mind that had finally relaxed immediately tensed up again, and the clothes on the back were bit by bit by Wen Yu's tears. It was a little wet, and the breeze was blowing, and it was slightly cool.Xie Jiuye closed his eyes, suppressing his urge to break free from his embrace, but the expression on his face was a little at a loss. This was the first time he was hugged like this, and he was not used to it.

Outside the window, the sun is sinking day by day, whether people want it or not, the night is swallowing up the light bit by bit.The faint moonlight quietly rose from the top of the mountain again, arranging for Wen Yu and the others an ever-changing, hazy, twilight world with a little bit of poetry.

The author has something to say: I am exhausted from writing, please comfort me.That laziness is also because of this reason [touching head shyly]

The hug scene has been added, it should be considered a bit sweet.

I beg the diving angel to comment more, the author wants to know how many people are watching, and the author likes to read comments the most.

If there are deficiencies and bad points in the article, please point them out, so that the author Jun Shizhi will know his own bad points and can make progress. It is very sad to stay where he is. ⊙▽⊙

☆、Adjutant Fanwai (1+2)

What will his future wife look like?

Zhang Rishan would be lying if he said that he hadn't thought about this question.When talking with subordinates, it is inevitable that such topics will be involved, but those soldiers usually talk about wives and the like, which is not so elegant.

The wife he envisioned is gentle, graceful, and capable, just like the characteristics of most women in this era, ordinary.

Zhang Rishan also knew that even if he didn't say anything, if he didn't expect it, Buddha would arrange a suitable marriage for him when the age and time came.

When he was with the Buddha in the early years, he secretly made up his mind to follow the Buddha for the rest of his life, and he didn't care much about such illusory things as love. It was precisely because he didn't care that he didn't mind the arranged marriage by the Buddha.

When I first met Wen Yu, she looked like a tomboy, with a dark face and no ladylike temperament at all. With her thin body, she was like a pretty boy with fine features.

When he stopped her, she was wandering, her eyes were empty, and she didn't know what to think, but unexpectedly, she was very alert, and this alertness did not seem to appear at her age and status.

And her origin is also quite mysterious, except that she arrived in Changsha a year ago and the things she experienced in Changsha can be found out, the previous things can't be found out at all, as if she appeared out of thin air, there is no clue. Do not stay.

When Foye accepted her as his righteous sister, she was calm and knew how to fight for her own interests. Even when Foye briefly explained the reason, she played cards unreasonably and asked Foye if he and the girl had emotional entanglements. It really made people laugh .

He had seen quite a few girls with strong wrists, all the women in the Huo family were like this, and Huo Sanniang was the best among them.

Let alone an ordinary girl, but he has never met Wen Yu who is so unforgettable to him. Wen Yu has a very precise positioning of her life, and she is the kind of person who is very planned. What should I do now, and I will even pay attention to the current situation and make perfect preparations for the future.

Such a person, let alone a woman, most men can't do it either. People may see everything about others clearly, but they often can't see everything about themselves.

Just as Lu Xun was angry, most people in this era are numb. Maybe it is the hard life and the oppression of foreign enemies that have damaged their memory and dampened their enthusiasm.

In the face of suffering, they have learned to be dull.Although alive, it is like a walking dead; although there is a smile, there is nothing in the smile.

But Wen Yu is different, no matter rich or poor, she lives with a very serious attitude, works hard and makes progress.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself, but the vigor in her heart was as hot as fire, shining with dazzling light, which couldn't be concealed by her slightly cold appearance.

But if it was just like this, Zhang Rishan would not like Wen Yu, at most he would admire him, just like treating a Buddha.

The love between Buddha and Miss Xinyue is probably vigorous, resisting, struggling, forcing each other, overcoming many obstacles, and it can barely be regarded as a love of life and death.

But what he is looking for is just a period of plain and stable years, without turbulent waves, without stormy waves, and only some ordinary and warm trivial things.

And when we are getting old, meeting her in front of the door, a little bit of sweetness naturally rises from the bottom of my heart, intertwined with a little sadness, slowly flowing through the two of them, slowly turning into tranquility and epiphany, Under the caress of the setting sun, we passed away hand in hand.

This kind of life without the slightest force, without half-deliberateness, and casual nature is more rare than that kind of pledge of eternal love, and it is also the truest desire in the heart of a person like Zhang Rishan who has survived step by step in the hail of bullets.

Because of typos, Wen Yu, who was teased by him and the Buddha, but pretended to be calm, did not give him such a feeling;

Wen Yu, who deliberately made fun of Mr. Guowen, did not give him such a feeling;

Wen Yu, who asked him seriously for his Chinese homework, still didn't give him such a feeling;

In order to practice spear skills well, Wen Yu, who worked day and night, still didn't give him such a feeling.

But these are like the long fuse before the dazzling fireworks are set off, gradually narrowing the distance between him and Wen Yu.

Until that afternoon when the sun was warm and the cool breeze was refreshing, at that moment, looking at Wen Yu who was dressed in white, he suddenly felt dazzled.

The past was like smoke, one after another, intertwined and entangled in his mind, a secret and unspeakable emotion quietly rose from his heart, overflowing his whole heart unstoppably.

Some people say that parting is like a mountain. When you climb over it, you are always tired and uneasy. Once you climb over it, you will usher in a peaceful life with Wen Yushui.

He is still young, Wen Yu is also in the prime of his youth, the rest of their lives is still very long, time and life will not be an obstacle between them.

When he came back and revealed his feelings to Buddha, he and Wen Yu could be together happily. With this in mind, he and Buddha went to the grave together.

In the mine, there were a lot of weird and weird things, but they couldn't startle his heart in the slightest.There was no danger along the way. Although Buddha suffered some injuries, they returned safely.

But what he originally planned to say to Buddha, he couldn't say anything in front of the names of the brothers who died one after another.Just when he was disheartened, things turned around.

When he entered the study again, the Buddha asked him if he liked Wen Yu. For a moment, time and space were silent, and all kinds of past events flashed in his mind, like silhouettes, flowing slowly before his eyes. The emotions are intertwined and merged into a simple sentence of love.

But after Foye met Xie Jiuye, everything changed.Although Buddha didn't say anything to him, from the conversation with his eighth master, he had already told him everything.

He exhausted all his strength for the rest of his life to control his emotions, and kept telling himself that Buddha's decision was not wrong, and he should agree, but why was he still so sad.It turns out that when we climbed over a mountain, we didn't meet each other, but another mountain.

The car was gradually going away, it carried Wen Yu and Ba Ye, and the destination of the car was Er Ye's house.His eyes kept following that car, no, maybe it was Wen Yu in the car, the person he liked, until everything disappeared.

Everything in the past is like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, like a shadow reflected in a mirror, silver-gray.His heart was extremely quiet at that moment, like the middle of the night when it was snowing heavily, the sky was a thin gray curtain, so silent and quiet, and finally turned into the dead silence like a tomb, with no sound at all.

He leaned against the screen window alone, wanting the emotions boiling in his heart to turn into steam and rise to the sky like water drops on the ground, and finally disappear without a trace.I want everything to belong to Popin, I want to go back to my former self.But the water vapor recondensed into raindrops, returned to the ground, and returned to his heart.

Outside the window, the stars are busy, and the moon is glowing with cold light, falling into the clear light of the room.In the small garden downstairs, scattered and trivial fireflies floated in the thick air, and the fireflies flickered on and off, resembling the unspeakable emotion in his heart.

Wen Yu's frowns and smiles flashed in his mind, and he tried to draw her outline in his heart over and over again until everything between her and him was clearly recorded.

Even if they can't stay together in this life, he doesn't want this emotion and this memory to be blurred and faded due to the passage of time.I would rather have this feeling in my heart, let it be like Shaoxing rice wine that has been aged for decades, slowly ferment, and the fragrance will last for a long time.

The author has something to say: This is the first episode. I suddenly felt a little heavy when I wrote it. There were still some later, but I couldn’t write any more. I will write the rest tomorrow ([-])

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Originally, I wanted to write the main text, but when I heard a song suddenly, I came up with the idea of ​​writing the adjutant's side story. Although it is a side story, it is more about the adjutant's mental journey.

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The reason for writing this is that the adjutant cannot be the hero of this article, and the scene where Wen Yu was with him was deleted. After all, he is cute but unavailable.

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(1000) It has been changed, the number of words is a bit small, only [-] words, and they have been merged together.

☆、11.13 Notice

Recently discontinued for the following reasons:

1. As the mid-term exam is approaching, Shizhi wants to get a good grade in the exam.

2. Silly Shizhi participated in many activities with passion.

3. There is also a sad reminder that the two courses of the open online course are extremely long, →_→ plus the teacher will know how many times you watch, and you have to write a video mid-term report.

4. I am doing the PPT of the questionnaire again tonight

→_→Shi next time vowed to either design a questionnaire, or only do things like taking pictures, and resolutely not do PPT.

Because the PPT is equivalent to rewriting the report, that is, the analysis of the cause of the problem. The students in the front only did a few percent and did not explain the reason. Every time they have to do it very late, at least five hours. In fact, it is mainly me. I force myself, I don't want to be perfunctory.

The point is, Shizhi didn't update tonight, and it will be a long time in the future, and it will be hard to say in a month. -_-#