Globe Trekker

Chapter 12

After knocking on the door three times in a row without answering, Wang Yuehan slowly pushed open the door, and a burst of pungent alcohol smell rushed over her face, causing Wang Yuehan and the maid Xiaozhen to cover their noses.

Wu Ming turned over unconsciously, and continued to sleep tightly under the quilt. The even snoring disappeared, and the long breathing sounded.

"This sloppy drunkard." Xiaozhen couldn't help muttering.

Wang Yuehan glared at Xiaozhen reproachfully, walked lightly to the fireplace, looked at it carefully for a moment, her face was full of doubts: a fireplace made of regular block rocks is definitely a rare and new thing, it looks rough but Strong and ingenious, the stone textures of red and black are smooth and interlaced, and the combination has a unique aesthetic feeling.

Wang Yuehan only saw this kind of similar thing from foreign pictures, and felt novel for a while, thinking of the simple and beautiful steeple shape of the hut, the chic terrace two feet above the ground in front of the door, the thick log pillars and the pine railings that exude natural fragrance , and then look at the double-layer plank walls, stools made of tree roots, simple and practical furniture and other items in the house, and find that the whole house has a unique, rough and lively style, but it also exudes a warm atmosphere.

Xiaozhen didn't have Wang Yuehan's eyesight and mood, she pouted to add firewood to the fireplace, walked quickly to the back door and opened it, so as to blow away the pungent smell of alcohol in the room, but when she opened the back door, she was lured by a long-haired bamboo flying frame. The coming spring water is attracted, and the gurgling water gushes happily from the bamboo tube port in front of the corridor eaves, and falls on the inclined surface of the large stone slab on the ground. The water volume is not small but the sound of the water is not loud.

Wang Yuehan also followed, and the two of them looked around and whispered, very curious about the ingenuity of the sleeping alcoholic in the room.

After standing still for a while, Wang Yuehan bent down and picked up the wooden barrel where the dirty clothes were soaked. Xiaozhen immediately snatched it, connected the water and picked up the saponins on the side, and began to scrub quickly.Wang Yuehan found a bamboo broom by the back door, returned it to clean the house, and after cleaning carefully, found a cloth towel, soaked it in water and wrung it dry, carefully wiped the few pieces of furniture in the house, and finally did not miss the surface of the fireplace.

After tidying up, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Wang Yuehan's nose, and her hair on the sideburns was soaked in sweat, sticking meekly to her creamy face. Xiaozhen had finished washing a few dirty clothes, and she surprisingly didn't utter a single word of complaint.

Both of them had a bit of shyness on their faces, but they were natural and not far-fetched, as if everything should be done, not to mention that Wu Ming's stern temperament had an indescribable attraction, it was just that Wu Ming rescued people in danger. Their righteous deed filled their hearts with gratitude. Doing something for Wu Ming at this time was really insignificant compared to the grace of saving his life.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and Wang Yuehan hurried to close the front door. The fire in the fireplace stopped swinging, and the blazing fire doubled its brightness. The aroma from the burning camphor wood in the furnace slowly diffused in the warm cabin.

Standing behind the closed door, Wang Yuehan looked at the clean and tidy room, her eyes finally fell on Wu Wei's chiseled face, with long sword eyebrows, straight nose, and slightly raised resolute chin covered with short beard. So familiar yet so strange, this handsome face against the background of messy long hair, looks so handsome and willful.

Unknowingly, Wang Yuehan's heart was pounding, and at the same time, the doubts in her heart became more and more intense: they are too similar, too similar!
"why you?"

Wu Ming who woke up was startled, looking at Wang Yuehan who was jumping up in a daze, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Xiaozhen who heard the sound ran in quickly, and went out to dry clothes again when she saw that there was nothing to do.

Wu Ming quickly grabbed the robe and put it on his body. He quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes. He went to the fireplace and poured himself a bowl of water. Wang Yuehan said nothing.

Wang Yuehan calmed down, hesitated for a moment, came to sit down opposite Wu Ming, took a bowl of water from Wu Wei, put down the bowl and brushed away the hair covering her face: "I'm sorry, I knocked on the door when I came in, and the door is also closed." I didn’t tie it up, and when I came in, I saw that you weren’t awake, so it’s not easy to wake you up.”

Wu Ming didn't know what to say to the good-tempered Wang Yuehan. He drank a large bowl of water in one gulp, filled another glass, rubbed his swollen temples and asked, "Today is not a day for offering incense, why are you here?" ?”

"We came here specially to thank you. I couldn't find you on the Qinglong Festival. They said that you went into the mountains. I guess you are at home today." Wang Yuehan's voice was gentle and calm.

The sound of shaking clothes came from the backyard, Wu Ming frowned, paused for a while and said in a low voice, "Let's forget about it, there's no need to worry about it."

Wang Yuehan shuddered slightly, feeling a little bit of warmth in her heart, saying "There is no need to worry about it", isn't it a kind of understanding, a kind of relief?Wu Ming's seemingly plain words moved Wang Yuehan's heart.

Wang Yuehan lowered her head and took a sip of water to hide the panic in her eyes. After a long time, she gently put down the bowl and mustered up the courage to stare into Wu Ming's indifferent eyes: "I have inquired for a long time, and all I know is that your surname is Wu. Daoist priest, with superb medical skills and a warm heart..."

"What do you want to say?" Wu Ming interrupted Wang Yuehan rudely.

Wang Yuehan bit her red lips: "You look very similar to a person. That person is my elder brother, from the second phase of Guangzhou Whampoa Military Academy. He died in the Northern Expedition to Wuchang four years ago. He hangs in the main hall of our house." Photo."

Wu Ming stared into Wang Yuehan's eyes: "Don't you think it's ridiculous? There are so many people who look alike in the world. I'm a child of a poor family. I grew up in the mountains. I don't seem to have anything to do with the brother you mentioned, right? Wang Miss, if there is nothing else, please go back!"

Xiaozhen returned to the house after drying her clothes, and stomped her feet with hatred when she heard this. Wang Yuehan stood up sadly, and was about to apologize and leave when she suddenly remembered something, and slowly raised her head to look into Wu Ming's eyes: "Mr. , how do you know my surname is Wang?"

Wu Ming quickly realized: "I heard from Junior Brother Cheng Yuan that you came to me twice. There are some things I shouldn't have said, but I still want to tell you that I will leave this place for a long journey in a few days. , if Ms. Wang wants to thank you in person, you've already done it."

"Why are you like this? It's a pity that people at the bottom of the mountain said how wonderful you are, but I didn't expect you to be such a person. My lady and I have gone up the mountain four times to thank you. Is it easy?" Xiaozhen couldn't help complaining loudly.

"Xiaozhen!" Wang Yuehan quietly pulled Xiaozhen, and Xiaozhen leaned on Wang Yuehan's arm, glaring at Wu Ming angrily.

Wu Ming stood up: "Little girl, don't be arrogant and fight for a moment of quick talk. If you don't pay attention, you may not only hurt yourself in the future, but maybe your young lady will also be hurt."

"You..." Xiaozhen was speechless, and suddenly remembered that the old man at home had scolded her for this, and also said the phrase "disaster comes from the mouth", and she vowed to correct it.

"Thank you Mr. Wu for teaching!" The understanding Wang Yuehan relieved Xiaozhen. She knew that although Wu Ming's words were harsh, it was for Xiaozhen and herself.

"You're welcome, you have already thanked you."

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he returned to the bed, quickly put on his shoes and buttoned up his Taoist robe, strode over to open the door, walked to the cliff in the front yard, looked up at the sky where dark clouds were gradually accumulating, feeling agitated for no reason.

The mountain wind becomes stronger, the towering ginkgo trees shed pieces of withered and yellow leaves, the bamboo sways slightly, and the forest waves undulate, it seems that the sky is about to change.

Putting on woolen coats, Wang Yuehan and Xiaozhen came behind Wu Ming. Seeing Wu Ming staring blankly at the dark cloud-moving sky, motionless, with his long hair flying in the strong wind, Wang Yuehan was suddenly a little crazy.

Pausing for a moment, Wang Yuehan said goodbye to Wu Ming politely again, tightly scarfed and hurried away with Xiaozhen.Walking through the path shaded by the bamboo forest, Wang Yuehan felt a sharp pain in her heart. She seemed to see the unconcealable melancholy deep in Wu Ming's indifferent eyes, and felt that Wu Ming's tall and straight back seemed extremely lonely.

Wang Yuehan suddenly stopped and looked back, her beautiful eyes were flushed, she didn't know why she was like this, and she didn't know why she was so lost and sad, she only knew that maybe from now on, she would never see this person who suddenly broke into her dream again. in the shadow.

The two walked out of the mountain gate and hurried down hundreds of meters along the winding stone steps. The howling wind suddenly stopped, and the sky and the earth were gray and quiet.A few drops of bean-sized icy rain fell and hit the stone steps with a ticking sound. Xiaozhen looked at the sky in panic and found a vast curtain of rain hanging under the western sky, which soon covered the mountains in the distance .

Xiaozhen was so anxious that she pulled Wang Yuehan and ran together to the sunken rock wall beside the mountain road: "Miss, hide here from the rain. You are just sick, and you will definitely fall ill again if you get wet. I will run down the mountain and call Uncle Maolin." Bring an umbrella to pick you up, and there is a coir raincoat on the carriage."

"Xiaozhen, be careful!" Wang Yuehan shouted to Xiaozhen who rushed down the mountain.

The raindrops were getting bigger and bigger, and the hail mixed in the rain curtain fell all over the sky, and the sky and the earth were full of the howling of the wind and the sound of rain.

The splashing rain did not leak through Wang Yuehan who was close to the rock wall. Her face was dripping with water, and her whole body was shivering with cold.

Suddenly, an oil-paper umbrella covered the gap above the rock wall, and the dim-eyed Wang Yuehan smelled the familiar breath. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at Wu Ming's familiar face with a complicated expression.

Half of Wu Ming's clothes were already soaked, and water droplets rolled down from his wet long hair, but his eyes were still so indifferent. After asking that Wang Yuehan could walk on his own, he took the lead and walked in front of Wang Yuehan, escorting her slowly. Go down the slippery stone steps.

Wang Yuehan followed step by step carefully, seeing Wu Ming walking half a step in front of her side, but holding the entire umbrella on her head, bursts of excited and sad feelings surged in her heart for no reason, uncontrollable tears came out of her eyes, mixed with rainwater rolling down.

(End of this chapter)