"Students" Conspiracy

Qiying took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent breath, looked away, got up and cleaned up the cups on the table, sealed the half-filled wine jar and put it outside the tent.After working for a while, there was nothing to clean up in the tent, the only thing left was to move Jing Che, who was sleeping soundly on the table, to the bed.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and carefully hugged Jing Che.

The girl's drunken face reveals a natural rouge, which is too delicate and beautiful.Under the faint candlelight, the hairs on her face seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of gold, and the roots were distinct.

Qiying glanced at it reluctantly, then immediately looked away as if she had committed a crime, and hurriedly placed Jing Che on the bed.

In the end, he stood by her bedside for a long time, the candlelight hitting his back and casting dense shadows on the wall.

When she said she liked it, who did she like?It's really curious to hang my appetite, but I can't ask more questions.Anyway, it's not me anyway.Sighing, Nanakage turned around and left.

Day two.

Jing Che completely forgot what happened the night before, and felt dizzy after waking up. After packing up and washing up, he went out for a walk. In the end, he was so bored that he climbed up the ladder and sat on the wall, looking at the military camp not far away. The densely packed human head blurred in front of his eyes.

The scorching summer is just right for sleeping, and the eyelids of the people who wake up after a while are half-closed.Turning around at this time, I saw Qiying standing below, I don't know how long it has been here.

He looked up at her, smiled, and said, "The sword master is here."

Jing Che didn't turn around, he was so startled that his feet loosened, and he leaned back from the wall.

He exclaimed, but fell into someone's arms.

The hazy smell of alcohol loomed and poured into the tip of her nose overwhelmingly, warm hands wrapped around her waist, her arms sank down, and then held her up firmly.

Raising her eyes in a panic, she met a pair of pupils that were as black as ink, and a small her was reflected in them.

he came.two months and six days

She was almost overjoyed, and panic appeared in her eyes: "...Master."

She narrowed her eyes and jumped out of his arms. After waiting for so long, she definitely never expected that this was the scene she saw for the first time.For a moment, he was not sure what tone to use to speak to him, but he suddenly became hesitant and at a loss.

Baili Fengjian smiled, as if nothing had happened, as if the cold war of the previous two months no longer existed, as if he had never remembered his quarrelsome words in Miaojiang that night.The current situation was just that she had gone shopping outside, and it was so simple for him to pick her up.

He has always been that calm person, even if the bottom of his eyes is slightly unnatural at the moment, he will not be seen through: "Ah Che."

She stared at him, he was still the same familiar look, and upon closer inspection, he found that his stubble had been trimmed a bit, and his black robe was neatly trimmed, without his usual slovenliness—it was obvious that there was a woman around him. rational result.

The tone became awkward again, and he asked vigorously, "Why are you here?"

"Take you back." There was some uncertain euphemism in his tone.

Jing Che stood in front of him a few steps away, and the person she was looking forward to was suddenly close at hand, maybe it was too sudden, she always felt like she couldn't reach out her hand, like a phantom.

She didn't speak, Qiying beside her was a little anxious and wanted to come out to smooth things over, but what she said didn't make sense, lame and dull: "Ache, if you don't leave, you won't be able to pay for your revenge."

Jing Che glared at Qiying. Although he knew in his heart that he was doing it for her own good, he was also slightly annoyed that he didn't save any face for her.

"I've troubled you all these days," Baili Fengjian nodded and smiled at Qiying first, and then said to Jing Che, "Ah Che, hurry back and pack your things."

Jing Che didn't refuse, nor did he answer directly, he turned around and walked into the camp, which was his tacit consent.Although she always didn't know how to restrain herself, after all, he came to pick her up in person this time, so she had no reason to be angry any longer.

Baili Fengjian followed behind.

Lifting the curtain and entering the small tent where she was temporarily staying, her footsteps stopped at the door, she couldn't help being shocked.In sight, piles of straw plugged the gaps where the wind leaked in, a simple bed was placed in the corner, and a small table next to it, the tea on it was completely cold.

In the past half a month, she has wronged herself like this?In his memory, she has always been a picky and delicate person, who can rarely endure unsatisfactory days.

Baili Fengjian moved his mouth, but didn't know what to say.After two months, there was inevitably a estrangement between the master and the apprentice, and the relationship became awkward.

The mouth shape changed again and again, and I didn't know which sentence to pick first after a thousand words, and finally asked: "How did you sleep here?"

Jing Che hunched over and was busy packing his things, and replied perfunctorily and impatiently: "Okay."

"What about food?"

"it is good."

"What about people?"

She stopped what she was doing, turned her head, and said harshly, "Why do you care so much about me?"

"Just to be polite, I don't really want to know." Baili Fengjian answered calmly.

He really shot himself in the foot with a stone. Jing Che felt a pain in his heart, but his mouth was unforgiving, and his tone was inexplicably enchanting: "Speaking of which, I would like to know that you have lived with that military prostitute for so long. God, what did you do?"

Even if he said it in a mocking tone, he lacked confidence, and he knew that he was deceiving his ears with a guilty conscience.In fact, every day, her heart is full of speculation about how he and that woman are doing. Without her, Yun Tanfeng is lonely or more ambiguous.

With his back turned to him, he covered his emotions and tiptoed to remove a box from the cupboard, but he couldn't reach it with his hands.

Baili Fengjian walked over to take down the box for her.It was the finger that touched her fingertips, and the breath of the whole person enveloped her back.

She stood there in a daze, listening to him slowly, but with a bit of habitual indecency: "What else can you say?"

The heavy felt curtains tightly block the light, but the wind blows in from nowhere, and the warmth is filled with the bitterness of melting snow.When it touched the arm that was held up high and exposed a section of white lotus root, a layer of pimples formed.

With Jing Che's back turned to him, his voice fell obliquely from behind and above, as lazy and deep as ever, yet irresistible.

The words condensed from this voice are heart-wrenching.Knowing that it is poison, but blindly addicted to it, taking the slant of the sword, drinking poison to quench thirst.

"Yeah, one is willing to prostitute, and the other is happy to sell, what else can I do? It's superfluous for me to ask." Jing Che pondered for a while, then slowly withdrew his hand and brought it to his belly.She still turned her back, and concealed the deep and tactful sadness with a harsh ironic voice.

This time he came to pick her up and was not happy at all. He is also a proud person. He has made a step back for her. It has been so long, and his anger should be gone. Is she still blaming him?But such ugly words from her mouth finally made Baili Fengjian frowned: "You really want to talk like that?"

"You don't care about me?" Jing Che retorted viciously, turned around and pushed him away, but turned his head quickly without confidence.The sockets of the eyes suddenly became terribly red, but they were so dry that no drop of water could be squeezed out.

Frowning and bowing, he untied the almost packed package, took out all the things inside and put them outside.

Baili Fengjian was so annoying that he grabbed her wrist with unnatural strength, as if he wanted to crush her.He pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, his lazy eyes froze, revealing his anger, like a lion finally annoyed: "It's been two months, how long are you going to mess around?"

"Isn't it just what you want if I continue to stay here?" Jing Che asked unhurriedly, "Save me from disturbing you and that woman's time in Yunqin Peak."

"How decent is it to stay here!" The voice suddenly raised, Baili Fengjian was really angry with this appearance.

With his hands still held, Jing Che squinted his eyes, and sensitively grasped the clues in this "Cheng He Tai System": "What do you mean?"

"Do you, a girl, know what to do? After living with a group of men for two months, what's the matter with the smell of alcohol in the room—"

"You said I was undisciplined? You accused me of drinking?" Jing Che interrupted him almost in a rage, "That woman is a soldier|prostitute, why didn't you say she was undisciplined? Why didn't you accuse me of drinking like you Yourself? What qualifications do you have to say about me!"

"Qualifications?" Baili Fengjian sneered, wrapped her wrists around her and forced her to a corner, with a shadow covering her body, "I am your master, is this qualification enough?"

He habitually confronted her in a condescending posture, and when she raised her eyes and stared at him viciously without giving in, he sensed the ambiguity of this posture.

Her back was leaning against the cold wall, and he was almost in front of her, still holding her wrist tightly.The arrogance in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and her eyes were still closely following his face, but her expression seemed to be insane.

Baili Fengjian knew something was going on, let go of his hands quietly, and wanted to take a step back, but Jing Che suddenly stepped forward and hugged him without warning.

The entire tent was dark and dark, as if it was airtight.The fierce quarrel suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were suddenly as quiet as stagnant water.The cold air slowly circulated, brushing over hot cheeks and cold fingers.Pressing against his chest, the warm body temperature seemed to be unreal, but only the pounding heartbeat was real.

This hug came too fiercely and suddenly, one moment they were tit-for-tat and wanted to strangle each other to death, but in the next second they seemed to be ambiguously melting into each other's bodies.Baili Fengjian didn't have time to react for a while.

And when he reacted, her enthusiasm was like a circle, and he couldn't get out.It's not that he didn't know how to refuse, but when facing her, he always lost his mind.

Because she is like this every time, without compromise or transition, without leaving any room for herself, let alone others.Do what you want in your temperament, like a waterfall pouring down from a spring, proudly surging among the rocks, going your own way, and will never turn back and go back.

"Master, I swear," her tone calmed down, as sweet as ever, like a thin thread wrapped around her ears and heart, and the expression buried in his chest was sad, "I really don't want to be with you as soon as we meet. You quarrel."