It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 88 88. Don't get emotional, don't miss secretly, don't look back...

The heavy rain poured down, and the outline of the worship hall was blurred.

Kelp rolls, mushrooms, udon noodles... the simple ingredients taste delicious when dipped in sauce, and it warms the stomach.Ju Qingxian grew up in a wealthy family since he was a child, not to mention the spirit, the material is definitely rich enough.He seldom eats udon noodles, but this bowl of udon noodles is different from any udon noodles he has eaten so far: fresh, chewy, and fragrant.

Because it was so delicious, after eating a bowl, he unpacked a packet and put it in the pot to eat the second bowl.

The heat that was taken away by the rain came back, and my belly was bulging, full of happiness.After eating, he sat under the rain cover of the main hall and looked at this hazy world. He thought that he was absolutely free now, as free as rain that could not be traced.

"Hey, how does it taste?" Hagiwara Rinko raised her head and asked.

"To be honest, it's very unpalatable!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I didn't say that I cook delicious food." Rinko Hagiwara didn't even bother to scold him for lying, and put on a relaxed expression, biting the white and thick udon noodles with a little oil on the corner of her mouth.

"Can you cook other meals?" Ju Qingxian asked curiously.

"Well……"

Rinko Hagiwara narrowed her eyes and thought for a while.

"In addition to cooking udon noodles, I also like to cook jellyfish. Most people like to eat it raw with wasabi, but I prefer to boil it in water and use it for dipping in soy sauce. How about you?"

"Same as you."

"Let's just say, Bai Zhuo is number one in the world."

"... tastes like a high school boy."

"You're only a high school boy, no, you junior high school boy, stop talking nonsense."

"Let me ask you, do you know how soy sauce is made?" Ju Qingxian turned around and asked.

"Uh...wheat or something? Or soybeans?" Hagiwara Rinko was lost in thought, and said uncertainly, "Put it in a large barrel, ferment it, and then extract it..."

"It came out by itself. There's a big pond in northern California that pumps out amber-colored soy sauce all the time, supplying the world's soy sauce needs. It's beautiful there, and you'll love it when you've been there. "

"Amazing!"

Rinko Hagiwara had an incredulous expression on her face.

"It's said that occasionally jellyfish come out of it."

"fake!"

"Of course it's fake. Do you actually have to distinguish it before you know it's fake?"

"Too, too much!" The girl's pretty face instantly turned red, even her slender neck was stained red.She clenched her left hand into a small fist and banged on the table with a face full of resentment, "Ju Qingxian, you shouldn't be! How can you use jellyfish to lie, it's too much!"

Her earnest protest was really funny, and Ju Qingxian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After lunch, the tableware was cleared away, and the aroma of seasonings was still in the air.

Ju Qingxian took a few deep breaths, stretched his waist and relaxed his back, made a simple movement of waving his arms in the moist air, and reached out to catch the rainwater outside to wash his face.

The rainwater falling from the eaves covered the entire Kagura Hall like a curtain.

— as if sinking to the bottom of the water.

Rinko Hagiwara packed her things, the kitchen door was hidden inside the house, and the cool breeze passed over her skin, making people feel refreshed.She washed all the pots and pans, wiped them with a cloth and put them in the cupboard. The ashes in the brazier were neatly piled up, and the soy sauce cake was wiped clean.

In the small and small things, you can feel the delicate tenderness unique to girls and the amiable atmosphere.

Ju Qingxian was leaning against the pillar, with his head resting on his right elbow, half lying in the water curtain.

The fragrance of grass mixed with the fragrance of flowers rushed to the nostrils.

It is gardenia fragrance.

It seemed that gardenias were blooming somewhere covered by the rain.

The refreshing wind gently blows the cuffs and front of the jacket, like a pair of gentle hands caressing every inch of skin.At noon, Ju Qingxian felt sleepy again, couldn't help but yawned, and got ready to sleep.

"Ah, I'm exhausted!"

Hagiwara Rinko also yawned, and raised her snow-white fingers, as if chanting a spell, and patted her mouth with those fingers tiredly two or three times.Her small front teeth are extremely white and lovely, and when they are exposed, they bring an indescribable charm to her face—like a drop of spice dripping onto her face, softly harmonizing her face, strengthening the youthful beauty.

"Did your hands get scratched?" The girl asked Tachibana Qingxian.

Ju Qingxian raised his hand to look, then shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

"It's better to clean and disinfect, it will be troublesome if you get infected." Hagiwara Rinko picked up the umbrella by the door, "Wait for me a while, I'll go get some medicine and bandages."

"I'll go with you."

Ju Qingxian stood up and reached for the umbrella.

Hagiwara Rinko glanced at the strong wind and rain outside, but didn't refuse, and handed over the umbrella directly.

Walking along the narrow corridor to go deeper into the Hachiman Shrine, the rain came in from the outside, and the two had to walk as far as possible along the inside.Rinko Hagiwara was in the innermost place, one shoulder kept rubbing against the wall, and the other shoulder touched Tachibana Kiyoshi's shoulder from time to time.

After a while, another hall appeared in front of the corridor. The wind and rain corridor eaves were divided into two directions in the dry landscape decoration, and the two turned to the left and continued walking.

Suddenly there was a sound of clogs rattling in the wind and rain, and a middle-aged man in a priest's uniform walked towards him.

Subconsciously, both the boy and the girl consciously separated their bodies and moved sideways to make way for him... There was a feeling of guilty conscience.

In fact, Tachibana Qingxian has read a sentence before: General friendship can be regarded as love, and love can also be regarded as friendship.Before everyone takes back their precious masks, the devil always paints the shoulders and corners of the mask little by little without anyone noticing.

But he doesn't have to worry about that for now.

There is no friendship between him and Miss Rinko.

Rinko Hagiwara took him to the large-scale main hall, asked a authority to ask for disinfectant and bandages, and then returned to the Kagura Hall non-stop, kicking him into the bathroom.

Under the dim light, the girl's body stood gracefully in the shadows, as if full of sorrow and emotion.

"Are there any scratches besides the hands?" She asked with her little feet on the cypress floor.

"knee."

"Roll up the skirt."

Ju Qingxian couldn't help frowning: "Isn't it necessary?"

In terms of feeling, I am now like a child who fights with someone and gets covered in mud and water, standing motionless in front of his sister and being scolded.

"Hurry up, the wound must be disinfected to prevent mold infection." Rinko Hagiwara scolded him, and as he moved a wooden basin down, there was a rush of hot water.

Ju Qingxian was sitting on the small bench in silence.

Hagiwara Rinko didn't blush, nor did she have any unnatural expression, but slowly rolled up his red witch's crotch.Under his left knee, there is a scratch mark, and fine sand can still be seen in many gullies.

"There's so much sand, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Rinko Hagiwara scolded him, moved her face closer, and pointed the shower at the wound.

The clean water rushed down, Ju Qingxian gritted his teeth, and looked down at his rosy round knees—the soft skin was washed by the water, and the abrasions were more clearly revealed, showing a slight pink color texture.

Once the water flow stopped, bright red blood gushed out as if waking up, staining the ground a lot red.

"Your physique is really troublesome. Once the blood flows out, it is more difficult to stop the bleeding than other people's. The abnormal blood coagulation function may be a kind of curse on you. The purpose is to make you bleed to death one day..."

Rinko Hagiwara muttered a few words, and took out a white paper talisman with her hands like a magic trick.

"—Evil spirits retreat!"

boom!
There was a burst of sparks from the paper talisman.

It was burning... Ju Qingxian was dumbfounded, and asked in surprise, "A trick?"

"That's right, the little girl is an itinerant geisha Rinko who walks around the streets and performs tricks to earn money..." Rinko Hagiwara rolled her eyes at the blind guy, and threw the fingertips holding the paper talisman forward, "Be careful In the future, you will be tricked into obsession by me, and you will obediently offer up all your money..."

The firelight drew a parabola and fell on Tachibana Qingxian's knee.

"hiss!"

Ju Qing shivered in pain.

Hagiwara Rinko had quick eyes and hands, and covered the flames on his knees.Ju Qingxian only felt a burning sensation spread all over his body in an instant, but this feeling was extremely short-lived. After the girl let go of her hand, the painful feeling disappeared without a trace like rainwater seeping into the desert.

"Are you ready?" Ju Qingxian lowered his head and asked.

"It should be fine..." Rinko Hagiwara picked up the shower and rushed towards his knee.

After the ash covering it was washed away, a wound that was twice as large as before was exposed, which looked a little hideous.

"Although it looks more serious, at least it has been washed clean, and the bleeding has stopped..." Rinko Hagiwara showed a pure and happy smile on her face, pouted her mouth slightly, and leaned in front of his knee, "Ah, huh~"

Warm breath exhaled.

A trembling and throbbing suddenly flowed down Ju Qing's spine.

"Rinse it with disinfectant water, and then wrap it in gauze..." Rinko Hagiwara's small hand touched the skin on his knee inadvertently.

Those white and tender elegant fingertips seemed to exist for caressing.

They are so slender, soft and springy, like a ray of warm sunlight on the parquet floor through a tiny crack in the door.

Ju Qing stared blankly at the fingertips slowly moving along her knee.

There seems to be something mysterious on the fingertips, as if a thin transparent thread is about to be pulled out from the fingertips, it has the magic power to reprogram time.

He took a deep breath, and some kind of emotional vortex quietly appeared in the long river of psychology.

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I have been sickly and extremely willful since I was a child.

I am rather bored and irritated by my frail physique.But what really bored and irritated me in my teenage years was the completely opposite extremes in the evaluation of me by adults and children. In the eyes of children, I was a frail, sick and extremely capricious teenager who was doted on.In the eyes of grown-ups, I am a talented and omnipotent Mr. Qingxian.

Being a double-faced person is really tiring.

If anyone can know the real me, it must be Congzi.

She is my first sister.

In front of my sister, I am the docile, pure, obedient, cute toy-like "Qing"...

What I miss the most about my sister, apart from that gorgeous black waterfall hair, is the pair of slender hands.In this situation, a memory from a certain day in the past suddenly flooded into my heart.

It was the summer when I was ten years old.

The rainy season is about to enter, and my sister and I are sitting side by side under the locust tree in the yard, and my sister teaches me to practice Japanese calligraphy.The template used for practice that day was "Xiao Cang Yi Poem".I wrote on the paper, "The strong wind and waves shattered the reef, and my heart is broken and I still miss it." My sister wrote next to me, "The guards of the palace burn the bonfire, burning the night and day, extinguishing the heart and feeling lonely."

My handwriting is still quite immature.

And my sister's handwriting is smooth and delicate, like a female celebrity.

However, my sister said at the time that although my handwriting is immature, there is a burst of masculine emotion hidden in the clumsiness, which is in sharp contrast to her smooth and soft.As she said this, her long, thick, black hair was blown up by the wind and slid down her shoulders.But her tiny fingers are still holding the pen tightly, and she is still meticulous... I stared intently at her lovely concentrating profile from the side, and her shiny and clean front teeth biting her lower lip tightly.

...the melancholy dark scent of ink, the rustling sound of the brush tip sliding on the paper like a breeze passing over bamboo leaves, as if in the sea of ​​eternal night with scattered moonlight.

At that time, I naively thought that that scene could last forever.

However, that day, when the reddish evening clouds hung like splashed ink patterns on the sky, dense crows were cruising slowly, and the sky took on an infiltrating dark blue hue—my sister’s delicate eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth were like phantoms A haze appeared in front of his eyes.

"Qing, what would you do if my sister suddenly disappeared one day?" She lowered her voice and spoke quickly.

"what?"

"Remember, you have to learn to be a calm adult. Don't get emotional, don't miss secretly, don't look back, live another life of your own..."

Speaking of it, my sister has this problem since she was a child, and sometimes she deliberately said some scary things to scare me.

Although she didn't look like she was acting on purpose at that time, she didn't show that kind of sad look on her face, but she seemed to be revealing a life-threatening event, serious and solemn.

I got used to this routine, so I casually asked: "You said you suddenly disappeared, why?"

"I can't tell you why."

My sister laughed and said.

Looking back now, my aristocratic attitude and indifferent heart may be exactly what my sister wishes for.My sister deeply knows that I will never shed a single tear about what will happen and what has not happened yet.Knowing this, she planted this seed two years earlier, let me water this seed silently, wait for it to germinate, and let it grow densely in my heart, indifferent to anything else.

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Two years have passed in the blink of an eye...

As soon as Tokugawa Satoko's figure appeared, she immediately turned around and left. In the bathroom, there was only a girl who was carefully bandaging the wound on her knee... Tachibana Qingxian looked at her tender white fingertips, feeling a sense of unprepared familiarity.

In that quiet evening, my sister's little yawn hidden under her black hair... The memories of the past are vivid in my mind, rippling with lonely elegance.

Ju Qingxian felt that her throat was a little dry, and couldn't help asking her, "How many people are there in your family?"

"Why are you asking this?" Rinko Hagiwara asked, raising her head.

She was wearing a beautiful long-sleeved priestess costume, with smooth and black hair, revealing a fair and bright forehead.

"Just curious." Ju Qingxian said casually, "Are you not an only child?"

"Temporarily yes."

"Hey, I heard that in a family with only one child, the relationship between parents and children is not very good. Is it true?"

"Where is this?"

"How is your relationship with your parents?"

Rinko Hagiwara suddenly felt that she couldn't answer.

It never occurred to her to discuss this.

"Why are you talking about this? If you want to talk about the relationship, it's really not good. My mother's health is not very good, and I don't know if the burden of giving birth to me is too great. Now I want a boy to take care of her or something..."

After saying this, she stood up and walked out of the bathroom as if she was tired.

She didn't evade the answer, but she didn't go too deep either, and it was a frank, honest answer anyway.

Tachibana Qingxian slowly came out of the bathroom.

Amidst the sound of wind and rain, the girl leaned against the pillar and looked outside, as if she was waiting for someone to arrive.

The soft, close-fitting priestess clothing showed a small bulge in the chest, and she sat with her legs folded under her hips, waiting with eyes like gazing at the distant scenery.

Ju Qingxian didn't dare to approach her.

He felt very strange now, his whole body was hot, as if on fire, and he even felt a little ringing in his ears.With his back to the girl, he opened his neckline, untied his belt, and exposed his chest.However, the flames in the body still spread the flames to all parts of the body, and it seemed impossible to calm down...

His whole body lay down, touching the cold floor.

His temples were still throbbing with heat.

The back is naked and bathed in the moist breeze, and it is as delicate as jade. The slight bumps on the back indicate that this is not a woman's skin, but is filled with a little bit of coldness from the skin of an immature teenager.

"what happened to you?"

Rinko Hagiwara turned her head and looked over.

His skin was extraordinarily fair and tender. On the left shoulder blade, a clover birthmark flashed hastily, and then hid its trace under the gaze of the little witch.

When the girl turned her head to look over, her delicate little face seemed to make him feel a moment of great longing... Today, two years later, he saw the incomparably gorgeous brilliance of his sister's girlhood.

In the wind and rain of spring, 12-year-old Tokugawa Satoko.

She smiled lightly, covered her lips with her soft and slender hands coquettishly, and walked towards him.

"I, I..." Ju Qingxian raised his hand, and the sound he made was an animal cry of pity for life.

Her slender and graceful figure resembles the voiceless sound of shamisen.

Make up for the regret of missing...

"What's the matter, okay, why did it suddenly happen..." The girl squatted down, touched his forehead with one hand, and immediately shrank back as if she had been scalded, "It's really hot, it's even 40 degrees, you How could the curse be induced suddenly? Did you think of something uncontrollable? What to do?

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Two positive, the state is not very good.

(End of this chapter)