Pampering the sea

Xin Yue was stunned for a moment, her hair fell from her ears, covering one of her clear eyes, she stretched out her hand, and smoothed her hair slowly and tremblingly, leaning her back weakly on the waist-high rock , his lips were a little pale, and he said slowly:

"Didn't he disappear? I don't know if he died or wandered around."

A gust of wind blew, and the waves gradually surged, but within a few seconds, they calmed down again.

"Actually, he's here..." Yan Zhan opened his mouth suddenly, looking at Xin Yue with dark eyes.

"What?" Xin Yue raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Zhan fell silent, like a sea that suddenly fell silent, without speaking or moving, his whole body was silent like a lifeless sculpture, his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he still had something to say, gradually, Words spread from his heart, but they were choked in his throat. His slender fingers trembled like the wings of a butterfly, but he still couldn't make a sound.

For a moment, he felt he lost his voice.

"It's nothing, maybe, he is dead."

After saying this sentence, Yan Zhan felt very cold, as if he was in winter. It was completely cold, and the wind kept pouring in from his wide sleeves. The chill was like a poisonous snake, spreading across every part of his body Biting every inch of it, his lips also lost their color, pale as snow in the polar region, suddenly blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, like a dead peony, slowly, slowly Flow down.

He wiped it away gently so no one could see it.

"I'm sorry, Xin Yue..." As if it had been accumulated in his heart for a long time, he finally lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry. You are weak now. It's okay if you can't help me. I can handle it. It's just that you're easy to bully, so I'm just fooling you. In fact, I'm not afraid of a hundred opponents like that." Xin Smiling softly, Xue Nen's face evoked a gentle arc, her voice was as soft as a white cloud, and she said to Yan Zhan comfortingly.

"I didn't say that..."

"Ah?" Xin Yue raised his star-like eyes, "I didn't hear what you just said clearly."

Yan Zhan stretched out his hand, and gently smoothed her slightly disheveled hair. The sadness in his eyes was replaced by tenderness. He looked at her, shook his head slowly and said, "It's nothing."

"Go back, it's very cold here, your face is as white as a ghost, let's go, get some rest early."

Xin Yue took his hand and walked back naturally.

A warm feeling came from the clasped palms, Yan Zhan was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Even though he knew that she only regarded him as a friend, he was still willing to succumb to such warmth, even if he couldn't get it, he would be willing to do so.

Chu Zhiling woke up from a nightmare.

In fact, he seldom has nightmares, because there are very few things that can make him frightened, but these days, for some reason, he always dreams of a man in a dark blue uniform holding a sword against his chest, and He fell to the ground, accepting the condescending gaze of the other party.

In fact, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He only had a deep memory of those frost-like eyes. Those eyes were very indifferent, but hesitant, struggling, and even the sword in his hand began to tremble.

Chu Zhiling always felt that it was an acquaintance, someone he had known for a long time, but he was not sure who that person was, let alone know what kind of past they had.

It's just that at a certain moment after waking up, there will be a special pain in the chest, as if someone has stabbed him forcefully.

Chu Zhiling couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he simply got up and walked around the corridor outside.

The soft sound of sea water slapping the sea surface, and the wind blowing gently, soothes people's nerves, as if it can soothe all pain.

When Xue Ji came out, she saw such a scene. The man was casually wearing a single shirt, walking slowly under the moon. He seemed to have something on his mind. Blowing over, I could vaguely hear his sigh.

He seems to have aged a lot, in the dead of night.

Xue Ji went back to the house and took out a piece of clothing.She walked forward slowly, as if she didn't want to disturb Chu Zhiling, she walked gently, the wind chime of Mota on the high place rang in the distance, and the sky and the earth were as hazy as the veil of a shark.

The moon was high and bright, walking among the clouds, the sky and the earth were pale, she took the clothes to cover him, he immediately turned his head, the movement was too fast, so that it was too late to hide the disappointment in his eyes when he saw her.

She almost blurted out that sentence, who told you to remember it forever?

"Thank you." Chu Zhiling smiled lightly, took the clothes from Xue Ji, put them on, "Why did you come out?"

"Because I can't sleep either." The woman's voice was soft, she raised her head and said, "Brother Ling."

"Well, what's the matter?" Chu Zhiling slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Can I take off the mask?"

Chu Zhiling was stunned for a moment, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, as if some emotion was rushing through his body, and his heart tightened with Yousi, he looked at her, and shook his head slowly .

"It's all at once, good brother, good brother." The woman covering half of her face took Chu Zhiling's hand and said affectionately and coquettishly.

"Wow... there are mice!" A small black shadow flashed across the ground, and the woman cried out in a low voice, shrinking into Chu Zhiling's arms.

Chu Zhiling was taken aback, and the person in his arms trembled slightly. This shoulder, this smell, this voice, all of these made him frown. Maybe the moon tonight is a bit hazy and in a trance Dazed, as if back under the grape arbor a long time ago, the girl showed a rare softness, and looked at him with a chuckle, hey, are you still angry?

He slowly raised his hand, the moonlight hit his knuckle fingers, he wrapped around the woman's thin shoulders tremblingly, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Brother Ling, why do you keep letting people wear masks? Are they ugly? Don't you want to see me?" The woman complained softly in his arms.

Chu Zhiling shook his head. For a sudden moment, many inexplicable and unclear emotions spread from the deepest part of his heart, and gradually flooded. He smiled in a trance, like a terminally ill person, slowly, His expression suddenly softened, and suddenly he stretched out his hand bitterly, towards the woman's face, and gently lifted off the mask that covered most of her face.

The mask is silvery white, very thin, and the moonlight shines on it, showing a metallic texture.

A face appeared under the moon like this, such an outstanding face, as delicate as a lotus, as elegant as ink, with eyes like jade, skin whiter than snow, and a small tear mole at the corner of the eye.

Just like fine porcelain, fragile, quiet, and white as ice jade.

Caught off guard, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around the woman's waist, and the man's lips fell towards hers.