I have been assisting these years

The Nuo opera in Jinchi has always been famous, and it is even more lively before and after the Moon God Festival.

There are many hawkers selling masks on the road. In the distance are fireworks exploding in the sky. Many people in the crowd are wearing masks.

Qi Jin bought one casually and handed it to Feng Changyu.

The masks in Nuo opera are very colorful, some are funny, and some clowns have hideous faces.

Feng Changyu stared at the clown mask in his hand, the fangs were drawn particularly clearly.

She glanced at Qi Jin, and Qi Jin tilted his head, "Then I will trade with you?"

Feng Changyu shook his head, "I like everything my junior sister gives me."

Qi Jin suddenly thought of Feng Changyu's ignorant appearance when the other party was recovering in Weicheng Wangcheng.

"I want this, this, and these."

Qi Jin turned to the stall owner and said that he wore one on his face and many more on his wrists, as if she was a mask seller.

"You can change it and have fun."

Qi Jin didn't spend any money when he came here, and when he learned that she was going to travel, her second brother asked Xian He to give her a lot of gold and silver treasures, and he almost exhausted that thing to death.

She spent a lot of money, and she looked like she didn't know the sufferings of the people.

If Wen Xuanqing was there, he would probably have another headache.

Both the senior sister and the second senior sister seemed to be wealthy, which made him a poor and stingy boy.

The mask is quite big, and it is always inconvenient to wear it. Qi Jin turned his head and saw Feng Changyu's covered face, only the contours of the cheeks and earlobes, connected to the skin on the side of the neck, it looked so bright under the flickering lights. It's getting better and better.

Just by looking at the little skin that leaked out, you can tell that it looks good.

After walking a few steps, she thought it was troublesome to wear it, and felt that it was not as good as the mask on the Moon God Festival, so she covered half of her face.

She pushed back the mask and gazed at the stars in the sky.

Feng Changyu also felt that the mask was a great hindrance to her vision, and was about to lift it off, but she didn't expect a child playing on the road to bump into her. She didn't notice it and staggered.

He was helped by Qi Jin.

"Tangtang Qiuxian even killed the first disciple, and was knocked down by a child."

She has always liked to be quick with the tongue in this regard.

Feng Changyu snuggled up to Qi Jin, "It's not that junior sister insisted on making me wear a mask. The road ahead is dark and I'm afraid."

Qi Jin twitched the corner of his mouth and pushed Chang Yu.

"Don't disgust me," she stretched out her hand to straighten Feng Changyu's crooked mask, "Don't worry, I'll just follow the road."

Feng Changyu laughed.

"Be normal."

……

Jinchi is not far from Boundless Moon, probably because the Nuo opera is indeed famous, but some people come from thousands of miles away.

With the full moon hanging high, Qi Jin dragged Feng Changyu, who was said to have difficulty walking because of wearing a mask, into a theater.

The hall was full of seats.

Qi Jin could still see quite a few disciples wearing Zhengsu Xiu's robes, as well as those from the Lianzhu School.

This group of people likes to join in the fun too, don't they have access control?

Thinking of Yu Qingque's fellow disciples who couldn't go down the mountain without any problems, Qi Jin couldn't help but shed a tear of sympathy.

She bribed a few children who were playing around with the mask hanging on her hand, and coaxed them to give up their deeds to her.

Feng Changyu stood aside, he didn't expect Qi Jin to be so brazen.

Satisfied, the brazen man pushed Feng Changyu onto the bench, grabbed a handful of melon seeds he bought at some time, and started nibbling.

Once the play was over, this time it was Meng Jiangnv who was reenacted. Qi Jin had heard this story when he was a child.

Didn't expect it to be in the book.

A little bored, she looked sullen, eating melon seeds to pass the time, and turned her head to find that Feng Changyu was looking at it seriously, and she didn't even eat melon seeds.

The courtyard was huge, decorated with lanterns and festoons, Qi Jin's eyes wandered and he looked around randomly.

Suddenly, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

It was a woman also wearing a mask, covering her entire face, who just stepped through the door.

As if sensing Qi Jin's gaze, he nodded at her.

This kind of ghostly aura made Qi Jin feel uneasy. She was about to turn her head to ask Feng Changyu, but she didn't expect to be held down by the other party.

The other party's voice reached Qi Jin's ears——

"Don't act rashly."

Sound transmission will always lower the human voice.

Qi Jin felt his ears itch.

She could sense the ghost aura, it was impossible for Feng Changyu not to feel it.

But this person is also very abnormal today, he still looks like he is watching the Nuo drama seriously.

The mask was not very breathable, Feng Changyu pushed the mask up, covered his forehead like Qi Jin, and put on the veil again.

Qi Jin: "..."

Such a lively occasion, the performance is indeed a tragedy.

Qi Jin felt very bored.

I don't quite understand why people in ancient times judged a good-looking person when they saw someone handsome and then recruited a son-in-law.

I don't understand why the little girl agreed to Huanhuanxixi's wedding, but after her husband was arrested, she traveled thousands of miles to find him.

It's a bit of a joke.

But the grief performed is really contagious in the unique emphasis, and many people are immersed in it, and they can't stop feeling sad.

Bloody confession.

Marriage is the fusion of flesh and blood, can you admit it?

inexplicable.

Qi Jin yawned, feeling that the tasteless melon seeds made her mouth feel uncomfortable.

Besides, someone was staring at her all the time, making her want to twist her body all the time.

After the play was over, Qi Jin got up, and the sleeves of her repaired robe were deliberately scratched by the gentle Qi Jin in the previous competition.

It's a pity that this Shuzheng specially added a trim robe with Jingyu's special tree silk.

A lot of people got up, and a lot of people came.

Qi Jin turned his head and asked Feng Changyu: "Are you still watching?"

She is just trying to have fun and gain insights.

It seems that Feng Changyu likes it a lot.

"Don't look at it."

Feng Changyu reached out to take off the mask on top of his head, and it happened that Qi Jin also reached out.

But she didn't move as fast as Feng Changyu, the mask was put into the spirit bag and disappeared.

"How can you take the money I paid for yourself?"

"What Junior Sister gave me is naturally mine."

Feng Changyu smiled, wearing a veil she lost those contradictory aesthetics, but was very unified and soft.

Qi Jin snorted.

"It's not that you don't have money."

"That's different."

Feng Changyu pursed her lips, she had too little, and pure giving was even more precious.

The fluffy hairpin that Qi Jin gave to her last time had long since disappeared with the recovery of Wangcheng.

It's all things that can't be left.

Including the jar of wine called Really Good Drinks.

Qi Jin felt that every time Feng Changyu pretended to be mysterious, she walked out immediately.

There are many stalls selling fireworks outside the courtyard.

Qi Jin was disturbed yesterday and didn't play enough, so he couldn't resist buying a few tubes.

But this side of the street is narrow and crowded, so it's not convenient, so she found an open place.

The Boundless Moon is near the sea, and the Golden Pond is also near the sea, but it is not as wide as the Boundless Moon.

Qi Jin tugged at the thread, and suddenly the fireworks shot up, blasting a pig's head above his head.

She laughed out loud.

Turning to see that Feng Changyu was still studying with his head down, he leaned over to teach her, "Pull up and then down, hey, hey, you're too strong, why did you tear off and waste my money."

She said so, and stretched out her hand to give the other party a tube.

Feng Changyu finally managed to release one, and with a bang, it exploded like an ordinary firework.

She didn't hide her frustration, Qi Jin looked at her like this, and comforted her: "Put another one, anyway, I bought a lot."

She gave half of it to Feng Changyu, and walked a few steps forward by herself, slamming several tubes in succession.

This kind of experience was too novel, and when Feng Changyu came back to his senses, he found Qi Jin standing on the shore in a daze.

This piece of sea is called Yuan, and it is quite boring to connect with Suihai in the east.

"You choose Boundless Moon, do you want to go with the sea?"

Feng Changyu walked up to Qi Jin and asked.

Qi Jin: "What am I going to do?"

Her tone of voice didn't look like the usual one that could tell a little bit of emotion, "Why do you ask that?"

"I feel like you're thinking of her."

Qi Jin: "Su Ming pillow?"

Feng Changyu nodded.

"you like her?"

Qi Jin shook her head first, then nodded, she looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, her outline was a little thin.

"I like it a little more than ordinary people, but it's not enough for what you said."

The source of her emotions is the uneasiness of not being able to contact Su Mingzhen, and the regret of not seeing him off.

She convinced herself that she wanted to try, but she didn't have the time.

"What is it like to like ordinary people?"

Feng Changyu asked again.

Qi had discovered early this morning that Feng Changyu's brain circuit was different from others'. She had many problems, but most of the time she didn't open her mouth to make her aloof.

Because it is a problem child when he speaks, and most of them are brainless.

"It's like my liking for Shuzheng, my junior brother, and Yuling..."

"what about me?"

Qi Jin is stuck.

She couldn't help looking at Feng Changyu, feeling that this person often said some mysterious words, but he didn't seem to understand the world at all.

"good."

I didn't have the fear before, and I didn't hate it.

Qi Jin thought about it carefully, and he still cared a little more than ordinary disciples.

At least Senior Sister.

If she really can't go back in the future, the friendship of the same family still has to be scrupled.

"What is okay?"

Qi Jin: "..."

She thought for a while, "You are my senior sister."

But she didn't expect Feng Changyu to be relentless, "What if compared with Su Mingzhen?"

Your personality is wrong again.

Qi Jin felt a little headache, she knelt down and held her face, "There's nothing like it. When I was just starting out, I always took classes alone. Su Mingzhen treats me well, so naturally it's different."

"So you will become a Taoist partner with someone who treats you well?"

"The junior brother is also very kind to me, should I also become a Taoist companion with him?"

Qi Jin sighed, "It's different."

She finally understood that Feng Changyu couldn't tell the difference between good and good.

It's like she thinks there is only one kind of difference in liking.

"I have a good impression of Shuzheng because of my close acquaintance with Shuzheng since I was a child, and I have a good impression of my younger brother because he is good, and we take classes together...ah, what should I tell you..."

Qi Jin's head hurt even more.

"In short, how can such a big matter as becoming a Taoist couple be decided just because the other party treats me well?"

She herself can clearly analyze feelings, classify them into different categories, and make suggestions for others, but when it comes to herself, she feels that it is extremely complicated.

In the final analysis, she dared not try.

Don't dare to experience, afraid of the future.

Might as well not.

"Then I feel happy when I see Junior Sister. When Junior Sister looked at me distractedly during the competition today, my heart beat very fast. What is it?"

Suddenly it began to rain lightly, and the rain fell on his lips thinly, but Qi Jin's scalp went numb from shock.

She didn't dare to turn her head at all, for fear of meeting Feng Changyu's eyes.

You don't need to look to know what the gaze is, very focused, but also very stubborn, just like the curiosity when trying any new things before.

Curiosity can kill.

She sighed.

"Didn't you answer it yourself?"

Qi Jin's boots lit the sandy ground, and the messy marks under her feet seemed to be in a state of turmoil at this moment.

"joy?"

Feng Changyu murmured.

When she was about to say the remaining two words, Qi Jin covered her mouth.

Although she was usually bold, she did not dare to touch Feng Changyu.

After all, the heroine plus the title of big sister still has a lot of prestige, and she only dares to provoke her verbally.

"do not talk."

Qi Jin looked at Shangfeng Changyu with puzzled eyes, and swallowed the remaining three words "Aren't you".

It turned out that she really wasn't self-indulgent, when did this person have such an idea.

It's going crazy.

The moonlight was cold, and for some reason there was still a drizzle.

The hair on Qi Jin's forehead was wet, but his eyes were so deep that he didn't look like her at all.

I have changed.

Feng Changyu changed.

Then I am still me, Feng Changyu is still Feng Changyu?

This stare at each other didn't last long, a strong ghostly aura rushed over, Qi Jin let go, Feng Changyu also calmed down, the two turned around at the same time, and looked at the person who came.

The man was alone.

The long black skirt accentuated her figure, and when she took off the Nuo opera mask, her faces appeared contradictory even under the drizzle.

"My sister..."