death like wind

There was still light snow in the morning, and the sky cleared up in the afternoon, the street returned to its grand scene on the first day, the dark clouds pressing down on the sky also faded a lot, the dead branches sprouted new shoots, the cracks in the walls were green, and vines grew from the windows. The head hangs down, and the green shade falls.

Su Jin propped his head up to look at the painting in the veranda outside the window, but his mind was flying to the sky. In fact, he didn't think about anything, he was just in a daze.

Yan Xilin approached him with a plate of fruit, twirled a grape and stuffed it into his mouth with a slight smile, the mole under his eyes was shining brightly, covering up the surrounding scene, and he suddenly felt that there was only one in the world. one person.

"What are you thinking about?"

Intentionally or not, Yan Xilin's fingertips brushed against Su Jin's pink and tender lips, and the nervous young man suddenly ate grapes and said, "I'm wondering where the dreamer will appear."

"At the right time, she will naturally appear in the right place." Yan Xilin Yingbai peeled the grape skin with her fingertips, and fed it to Su Jin's mouth with a smile.

"Do you have a clue?" Su Jin collected her wandering mind, turned her head and looked at him eagerly, her iconic peach eyes were full of water, which made people's mind tremble for a while.

Yan Xilin turned his head to look out the window, and said, "I have some ideas, but I'm not sure, I'll know when the time comes."

"Yeah." Su Jin opened her mouth to signal more, and whimpered twice, her appearance was extremely cute, her chubby little mouth glistened with water, and Yan Xilin kissed her in a daze.

The fresh smell of grapes spread to the nose and tongue, Su Jin was pressed against the back of the head, and struggled twice with her arms against his chest, and then slowly loosened her strength, so weak that she hooked his neck to respond, the NPC in the wine shop didn't notice the screen Afterwards, they each went about their own business, the bustling din covered up the ambiguous and shameful sound of water, and only two figures hugging tightly were reflected on the screen through the skylight.

The warm wind blew past, shaking the flower branches, the crimson petals swirled and fell, and the dark fragrance floated, staining the god's body with dust.

Some people are willing to bear the punishment of God, fall into the sky, and fall into the spring tent of beauty.

During the dinner at night, Li Yaxin excused herself not to come because she was not feeling well, but the rest of the people happily toasted Su Jin and his party. The hospitality was hard to turn down. Su Jin was a little embarrassed holding the wine glass. He didn't like this kind of low-quality wine the most because it hurt his throat.

Just about to frown and take a sip, Yan Xilin took the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "He doesn't know how to drink, so I'll drink it for him."

The boss appreciated his face, and the rest naturally applauded and refilled him a big cup.Yan Xilin drank it without hesitation, without frowning.

Everyone was happy to see it, so they poured him several big bowls in a row, and Yan Xilin didn't refuse, and took it with a smile. He seemed to have never drank this kind of spicy liquor. Su Jin snatched his bowl and persuaded him, Yan Xilin said with a smile: "I don't want them to respect you anymore, but it is worth celebrating for letting go of all worries today. "

At the end of the drink, no one respected Yan Xilin anymore, but he seemed to be addicted to drinking, drinking one cup after another without stopping his movements.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Jin didn't know what Yan Xilin would look like when he was drunk, so in order to protect Yan Xilin's image, she dragged him away quickly. Even when she left, Yan Xilin was still holding the pot of wine , blushed a lot, let Su Jin hold his hand, and followed Su Jin obediently.

When they got to the room, Su Jin closed the door. Seeing that he was about to pour wine down his throat again, she hurriedly grabbed it, but she was not as strong as him. She rushed to grab it, but Yan Xilin pushed him down. The movement was really bad, Su Jin blinked her watery eyes and dared not move.

The candlelight was dim and flickering, and the soft light shone on the two of them. Yan Xilin was so beautiful, her eyes were full of steam, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Su Jin seriously and attentively.

"Okay, get up, my arms are sore from the pressure." After doing this for a long time, Su Jin couldn't help moving her body, the alcohol smell at the tip of her nose was too strong, and he was a little dizzy up.

Yan Xilin held Su Jin tighter with one hand, sniffled and said, "You feel uncomfortable, so you have to leave?"

This is the most confused thing to say?Su Jin didn't reason with the drunk, and was pushed away and sat up.

After all this tossing, most of his clothes were undone, and his belt was unknowingly rubbed off.

There was a knock on the door, and Su Jin roared, "Who is it?"

"Master, the magistrate is hosting a banquet tonight to celebrate the cracking of a major case. Please be sure to be there, and I will reward you."

Su Jin doesn't even want the nightmare props. At this time, he can't leave a drunk man in the house. Besides, the master has been activated. It is unknown how dangerous the mission he issued is, so there is no need to take his life out. .

Su Jin refused neatly: "I won't go, it's not that I don't want to show face, we've already fallen asleep."

They have already completed the main task, so why bother to go to Zuishu.

The master wanted to persuade him again, but Su Jin didn't reply to him anymore, so she had no choice but to give up and leave resentfully.

Yan Xilin lay on the bed in a daze with the wine jar in his arms. He looked at Su Jin, his eyeballs followed him. Under the candlelight, the mole under his eyelids was like a cloudy tear, which refused to fall for a long time. Between the brows was the melancholy that he tried his best to hide, biting his lips lightly, looking a little aggrieved.

After tidying up her clothes, Su Jin went to snatch his wine jar, but still didn't snatch it, so she coaxed angrily, "Give me the wine jar, how about I satisfy your small request?"

"Okay." Yan Xilin's shallow eyes instantly glowed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Su Jin felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in her heart.

"Then you make a request, and I will definitely satisfy you within my ability." Su Jin sat on the chair with her legs crossed, ordered herself a cup of tea and took a sip.

Yan Xilin didn't even think about it, and said directly: "I want to sleep with you!"

"Pfft—" The tea in his mouth was sprayed out smoothly, and Su Jin coughed uncontrollably, unable to laugh or cry: "The poor monk has been abstinent for a long time, forgive me for being powerless."

Yan Xilin approached him slowly, hooked his neck and sat on his lap, staring at him blankly, winking like silk, fascinated: "What nonsense are you talking about again?"

The air is full of the intoxicating smell of alcohol, penetrating into the skin, as if awake or drunk, Su Jin shook her head, thinking that she hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, why would she be confused, could it be that drunkenness can also be contagious.

Obviously it was Yan Xilin who was talking nonsense, Su Jin pushed him away and said, "You're drunk." He stood up and walked over to open the window wide, so that the cold wind could blow in.

Yan Xilin lazily leaned back on the bed, raised her winking eyes, raised her brows, with a flirtatious air, but what she said made people dumbfounded: "I'm not drunk, don't talk nonsense, I'm not drunk for a thousand cups, Even if you occasionally want to drink away your worries, it won't work."

Su Jin felt that he was acting like a child, so she leaned over and asked curiously, "Do you have any worries?"

Yan Xilin looked at him smiling like a child, and said foolishly, "It's gone now." He reached out to hug him, but looked dazed, hugged the air, and fell on the bed, like ink. The long hair spread down, glowing with a soft luster.

He sat up in a daze, looked at Su Jin, he didn't know what had offended this person, he looked a little aggrieved, his eyes looked at Su Jin so brightly that he could shake him.

Su Jin was dazzled by the beauty, watching Yan Xilin hold the wine jar and drink herself again, her clothes were soaked.

Su Jin sighed, thinking that it was only this jug of wine anyway, let him drink it, and just took a sip and spit three sips like this, and in the end, not much went into his stomach.

Yan Xilin wiped away the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, his lips were bright red, and he looked at Su Jin unblinkingly with a pair of winking eyes.

After a while, the jug bottomed out. Yan Xilin turned the jug over and shook it, only a few drops of wine dripped out. He was so dazed that he sat on the bedside with the jug in his arms, and kept looking at Su Jin. .

Su Jin sneered, and said: "It's gone after you drink it all, I'll get you some hot water to wash up, and then sleep well, you know?"

Yan Xilin stared at Su Jin in a daze, and it took him a long time to react. With his mouth pursed, he stretched the wine pot towards him, and said, "No, I want more!"

Su Jin thought that the tea would sober him up, so he poured a pot of tea into the wine jar, and said to him without changing his expression, "Here, drink it."

It's hard not to laugh.

Yan Xilin drank a few sips and noticed that the taste was not right. His brows became more and more frowned, and he looked into the jar in doubt, and said, "Why is the taste different from the previous one?"

Su Jin suppressed her laughter until her face turned red, and her voice trembled: "It's a new variety, and people with good taste will naturally find it delicious."

This is as nonsense as the emperor's new clothes, and it also bullies Yan Xilin's brain at this moment.

Yan Xilin drank a few more sips, his face was very aggrieved, he threw the wine jar under the bed, fell back on the bed, then lay on the edge of the bed again, staring at the ground with slack eyes, and his voice was insignificant Wen: "The fruit wine you make is delicious, and you can't find it in this world anymore."

Su Jin naturally thought he was talking nonsense, fruit wine?He knows how to drink it, but forget about brewing it, Su Jin thinks she can brew poisonous wine.

Or maybe, he had the wrong person?Su Jin thought about it, and asked, "What kind of person am I who can make fruit wine?"

That stunning face showed a bit of confusion: "What kind of person? Let me think about it..."

After thinking for a long time, Yan Xilin still couldn't say anything, he stared at the dim candlelight dumbly: "It's been a long time, I... can't remember."

Although he was laughing, looking at the tear mole under his eyelids, he was telling endless sadness, which was so bright that it was piercing, and his black hair was scattered all over the bed. He was clearly an alluring talent, with infinite elegance, but now he was lying on the edge of the bed in a daze, sad and lonely .

Su Jin originally thought that she would be sad too, but she didn't have the slightest thought of being sad. Seeing that it was hard for him to calm down, she took the opportunity to run out and boil a basin of hot water.

While boiling water in the kitchen, I vaguely heard the sound of opera coming from the front yard. The opera singing was shrill and thin, very piercing. It looked extremely gloomy in the dark night, but because it was too far away, I couldn’t hear it clearly. Probably, Su Jin didn't take it seriously, and returned to the room with the basin after boiling the water.

Like the old mother, she had to change Yan Xilin's alcohol-smelling clothes, and then wiped his face and hands carefully. Yan Xilin sat obediently and let him do it, her long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering her eyes. .

"Ajin."

"Ok?"

"Don't run away, can you?"

Su Jin rolled her eyes, he didn't even move a bit, why did he run away, she responded casually, and covered him tightly with the quilt after packing up.

Turning off the lights, I was tired and paralyzed on the bed. After a while, I got into someone under the quilt, and hugged him like a pillow. Yan Xilin rested his head on the crest of his neck, and brushed his sensitive neck when his eyelashes trembled. , numb to the apex of the heart, sour. Soft and itchy.

Su Jin paused her hand when she was about to struggle, but hugged his waist hesitantly. In the dark, he opened his bright peach eyes, full of confusion. Do you like this feeling?It felt like something was stuffed into my heart suddenly, it was full, a little uncomfortable, but more joy.

The warm breath is shallow and light, the air is full of intoxicating sweetness, the darkness magnifies the senses, and they can hear each other's heartbeat ensemble, which is the most beautiful lullaby in the world. After a while, they fell into a deep sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, the faint sound of opera is still echoing.

On the second day, before the rooster crowed, Su Jin was shaken awake. She opened her sleepy eyelids, and a fat face appeared in front of her. Su Jin shivered in fright, and all the sleepy people disappeared in an instant.

"Hu Daren, you scared ghosts early in the morning!" Su Jin pushed him away and sat up, her heart still pounding.

Hu Daren's face was pale, he swallowed with difficulty, and tremblingly said: "Something has happened!"

The sky outside the window was dark, it was the darkest moment in the world at dawn, the black clouds were heavy and within reach, and the cold wind blowing had a fishy-sweet smell.

Su Jin got up slowly and put on a winter coat in the cold, raised her eyes and glanced at Hu Daren, with a calm posture: "What happened?"

Hu Daren took a deep breath, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, took a deep breath after drinking it, and said: "Tonight, everyone is dead. All gone!"

Su Jin didn't hold her face tightly, feeling dizzy in front of her eyes: "What happened?"

Hu Daren and Su Jin stared at each other, with a question mark on their heads.

"I do not know either."

The author has something to say:

This chapter sprinkles sugar, is it sweet?

It feels like I've sprinkled a lot of sugar on it.