snake coffin

Chapter 325 Only you
Although Mo Xiu was a little worried, he nodded after hearing what I said, and left the room.

I sat in front of Gu Yushi's computer desk, turned off the power of the display screen, and looked at the face in the dark display screen solemnly.

In my memory, this face is like this.

Every morning, I wake up and look in the mirror, and I also apply toner, and I always feel that my face is tender and supple.

I also went to Liang Xue's beauty salon because of acne, or secretly put on a mask, and went to blackheads...

I have seen this face countless times in the mirror.

I remember it very clearly, it has always been like this, but there is another face in Gu Yushi’s computer...

Do not!
To be precise, it was another person!

I calmly stared at my face on the screen, and reached out to pat it.

The face has become very thin, and it is not like before, with fat breasts that sway when patted.

Now her chin is pointed, and her beautiful skin is so beautiful that it shines.

I looked at my face and felt a little confused.

I thought I was quite calm about accepting these strange things.

I can accept any scene I haven't seen before.

But what about practicality?

I don’t even know who I am or what I am.

Gently pressing the switch of the display screen with my hand, I opened the photo above from the beginning.

Starting from the first 1 year old, Gu Yu's standard 1 year old is before 1 year old. The distinction is very clear.

I don’t have those memories, so I don’t remember them, but as the photos go by, thousands of scenes from the photos flash by, and there are always a few that I remember clearly.

For example, the graduation photo of elementary school was taken in Zhenxiao. At that time, I was relatively tall, so I was supposed to stand in the second row behind.

But Zhang Hanzhu is relatively short. We wanted to stand together, so we squeezed together.

In that photo, the one who was squeezed head to head with Zhang Hanzhu, smiling so much that she didn't even have eyes, was the dark and thin girl.

But the list below, next to Zhang Hanzhu, is "Long Ling".

That photo was taken uniformly by the school, and it cost five yuan a piece. Each person in the class had a plastic photo, and no negatives came out.

But Gu Yushi's computer contained negatives, the kind of negatives that had been compiled into a roster.

Further back, what kind of school sports meeting, as long as there are photos, Gu Yushi also has them.

I recall photos one by one, and I remember clearly that I am what I am now.

One of them, in particular, is in the school corridor.

At that time, Zhang Hanzhu and I were leaning on the railing and using the glass window as a mirror, imitating the appearance of those empresses in the Gongdou drama, pinching the orchid fingers, rolling our eyes, and making a domineering appearance...

But in the photo on the computer, whether it was the person taking the secret photo or the reflection in the glass window, it was the dark and thin little girl.

I kept flipping through it until I was 17, and the two pictures suddenly changed.

Two photos that are so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary, and the photo spots of the two photos are all in front of my house.

Looking at clothes or something, it's not a specific day, let alone anything special happening.

It seemed like that, the one who went back that night was a dark and skinny little girl, and when she woke up, it was me who was sent to school by my dad.

It was so simple, but it made a huge difference.

I kept switching between the two photos, but still couldn't find any clue.

In my memory, my parents only had me as a child. When others persuaded him to have a son, my father always said that my daughter is good and caring.

But now, they hid a white wooden coffin on that half floor, raised the dragon spirit, and raised it with a daughter.

Did they really never find out?

Are you still so kind to me?

I lay down in front of the computer desk, switching between the two photos with my fingers, going back and forth non-stop.

Everything seems to be blank in my mind.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard from behind.

I looked at the reflection on the screen and knew it was Ah Wen.

With a wry smile, "Did Mo Xiu tell you?"

"What are you doubting?" Ahwen looked at me, pulled up a chair and sat aside: "Don't you think you are a dragon spirit? Now that you are not, wouldn't it be better?"

"What about Moxiu?" I withdrew my fingers from the keyboard.

Putting it on his chin, he looked at Ah Wen: "The black snake that guarded me in the dream in my memory, wasn't Mo Xiu? Or, have I never had such a dream at all?"

Ahwen shook his head: "It's not important. Do you care about this?"

I also shook my head and said with a wry smile: "I resisted that black snake at first. It's just that Mo Xiu got along with me and developed feelings for me."

"I just don't know, which of these memories are true and which are false. Moxiu's feelings for me may come from the company of the next 18 years. I'm afraid even he..." I felt a little swollen in my heart, as if There are a lot of emotions rolling, but I can't tell what it is.

Chao Awen smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe I'm being pretentious, but..."

"I can't tell." I tapped my fingers randomly on the keyboard, switching between the two photos: "I would rather not be a dragon spirit, but I don't want to be the dragon spirit who made a snake coffin in Bashan."

"But I always thought that Long Qixu was my father, my mother... Mo Xiu loves me!" My eyes sank, and I smiled wryly, "What if they're all not because of me?"

Awen's eyes darkened and he whispered, "You still have Mo Xiu."

He didn't deny it or explain it.

Something slowly fell in my heart.

It's like before taking an exam, you know you won't do well in the exam, but you still won't give up until you get the results.

When the results are announced, they will be even worse!

Although I was prepared and had some assumptions, my heart still kept sinking.

"What do other people look like when they look at me?" I looked into Ah Wen's eyes, "What do you see me like?"

There must be something weird between two people who are completely different from each other and can't be discerned in the eyes of outsiders.

"You are you." Ah Wen exhaled, and turned off the display screen: "You can end the past and never think about it. Just go after you've done it, and that's fine."

"Looking back..." I suddenly remembered Qin Mipo's words.

Ask about the present, look at the future, and ask about the past.

The hardest thing is to ask about the past, but it turns out to be true.

My fingers were on the keyboard, typing randomly, and the keyboard sound was a bit raw. It was obvious that it was rarely used in Gu Yu.

Ah Wen sighed deeply, and slowly turned out.

In the whole cave, I was alone again.

I lay down in front of the computer desk. After a while, I smelled the delicious food.

Mo Xiu put the tray next to the computer table: "Eat some."

There was one meat and one vegetable dish on the tray, and it was served with a bowl of clear soup noodles, not rice.

It is obviously not the food made by the Gu family, and the food Bashan eats is not like this.

On that surface, there is also a candied egg lying on it.

The egg is golden on the sides and milky white in the middle, but the half-cooked egg yolk below is still visible.

Obviously this was done intentionally by Mo Xiu.

I stared at the bowl of noodles and blinked.

There seemed to be chilli in the noodle soup, which choked my eyes sorely.

"Candy-centered eggs, I fried them using a magic technique. They are just right." Mo Xiu handed the noodle bowl to me.

Picking out noodles: "Eat it quickly, it will be cold after you leave it. When you left Qingshui Town, you wanted to eat this candied egg, but you haven't had it yet."

I took the bowl, picked a noodle and bit it in my mouth.

He looked up at Mo Xiu and blinked.

But I found that the noodles were a bit spicy, my eyes were burning, and something fell down along the chopsticks.

Moxiu's face felt a bit heartbroken, and he stretched out his slender fingers, sweeping across the corner of my eyes: "What do you want to ask, ask after eating the noodles."

I bit my noodles and shook my head feebly.

He ate big mouthfuls, but found that he had never understood Mo Xiu.

From the moment he appeared, I thought he was the black snake in my dream.

His memory was confused, and I never understood him. I just thought that his love for "Dragon Spirit" was transferred to me.

Now, it's me who's causing trouble.

I bit into the candied egg, but the egg liquid seemed not as sweet as I remembered, and even had a fishy taste that made me feel sick to my stomach.

The feeling of vomiting was there, but I couldn't suppress it no matter what.

I quickly stood up, covered my mouth and ran outside.

At the edge of the pool in the cave, I leaned on the wall and squatted by the ditch where the water came out, vomiting non-stop.

But apart from the few mouthfuls of noodles I ate, I couldn't actually spit out anything.

Mo Xiu patted my back and held my forehead with his warm palm, so that my forehead would not feel so uncomfortable when I vomited.

I was so dizzy from vomiting that I couldn't remember.

In the end, do I like to eat eggs with candied centers, or does the dark and skinny little girl like to eat eggs with candied centers?

"Drink some water." Mo Xiu led the stone bowl and brought me a bowl of water: "Rinse your mouth."

I took the bowl and took a sip.

Looking up at Mo Xiu, his eyes were still so clear and black, looking at me seriously.

Still trying to smile at me.

My heart felt warm and sour.

A burst of pain, another burst of sweetness.

I rushed over and hugged Mo Xiu.

Rubbing it on his face, she suddenly burst into tears: "Mo Xiu, apart from falling in love with you, I don't know which of my preferences, family, and friends are mine!"

"Mo Xiu, only you are mine!" I hugged Mo Xiu tightly, not daring to let go.

I'm afraid that once I let go, even Mo Xiu will no longer be mine.

(End of this chapter)