Reading The Remnants

The gray sky pressed the morning like dusk, making the mind that was not so clear, even more tired. Li Shixi was still not awake, and A Luo went out early in the morning. A Yin sat at the dining table, the opposite was biting. Song Nineteen of Xiao Long Bao. Ayin tilted her head and looked at her. Seeing her bulging cheeks, her apricot blossom-like water eyes blinked and blinked as she chewed, she couldn't help but say, "We are going to Jinyun Mountain today, you have a bottom line in your heart. No?"

Song Nineteen raised his eyes to look at her.

"I guess, you are a monster." Ayin's arms were folded on the table, and Song Jiu's slightly raised eyes were alert and clear, and his pupils were big and dark, becoming more and more like Ahuang who was guarding the gate next door.

Song Jiu blinked twice, and her eyebrows frowned slightly. Her frown was also unlined, only half of the left and right ends protruding like earthworms, like a pair of hidden horns.

Eight or nine is not far from ten, Ayin nodded with affirmation. She was afraid that Song Nineteen would be upset, and added: "The spirit is not bad. If you are a fox, cat, rabbit, or something, you have changed your shape in winter, how much can you put it away? My arms are warm and warm."

Song Jiu took a bite of the bun, thought twice, and asked her, "What if it's a pig?"

"Can you look like a pig demon?" Ayin rolled his eyes, "It's just like the youngest one, Tu."

Song Jiu smiled lightly, swallowed the last mouthful of Baozi Pi'er, softly supporting his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ayin was bored sitting with her. He thought about gossip, sat up straight and shook his chin at her: "Are you paying attention? A Tao is gone, and A Luo's umbrella is gone. You said, what's the way here? ?"

Song Jiu tilted his head: "Didn't you face A Luo frankly? You should ask her."

A Yin lowered his throat and disagreed: "After all, sincerity is important for you to be tender, but if you are in love, if everything breaks apart and talks about it, it won't be interesting. You have to guess by chance."

"Really?" Song Nineteen thoughtfully.

Seeing that she was about to resuscitate her, Ayin raised her head while the iron was hot: "For example, if you have any inconveniences, you can talk about it with eleven. Just tell me, let's discuss it, maybe we will know the law."

Song 19 nodded, lowered his face, the shadow of his eyelashes trembled, then raised his eyes and asked her, "Then you tell me, what should I do to be the one above?"

The gentle footsteps stopped at the corner of the stairs, and Li Shiyi in the shadow pressed his lips, his eyes swept downward.

But when Ah Yin was taken aback, she stretched her eyelids twice before she understood what Song Jiu was saying. She raised her neck and took a breath, staring at Song Jiu intently: "You have such aspirations. ."

Song Nineteen then became embarrassed with hindsight, pressed Peach Pollen's lips, and still nodded stubbornly.

Ayin stood up the chopsticks in his hand, as if it was a thumbs up for praise, and even he didn’t have time to think about “on top” in the future. Looking at the appearance of Song Jiu, it seemed like a plan. For a long time.

With a "tsk", she lifted her eyebrows and swept her eyes back and forth on Song Jiu's calm and pretty face. Not long after she leaned sideways and put her arm on the back of the chair, she twisted her eyebrows in her heart.

The fear came suddenly. Could it be that a few of them had nurtured the Nine Masters. What if... She should have been the one above?

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to speak anymore, she just laughed on her own, and stopped the topic: "I don't know."

After peeling the melon seeds a few more times, I saw Li Shiyi coming down from above. Ayin took a few glances at her because of what he said. There are many, if there is a pause in the action, and there is a cool gentleness in the pause.

She heard Li Shiyi leaning on the back of the chair and immersing her head in a whisper to Song Shiji. In the poorly lit room, the silhouettes of the two people overlapped even more lingeringly. Feeling sad again.

It seems that the two vines that were originally entangled have their own trees. Seeing that they grow better and climb higher, they are no longer stumbling like before. No one can carry anyone, but they still remember it by chance. On some windy and rainy days, I don’t remember whether it is east wind or south wind, or light rain or heavy rain, just enough to remember the feeling of clinging strongly.

Naturally, this has nothing to do with love, and the true heart of the world is not necessarily the only kind of love.

She cleared up the sudden turmoil, and then she walked the past quietly.

In the afternoon, I was finally willing to let some sunlight come in and put a layer of golden paint on the dead wood in the yard. Li Shiyi and Song Shixi were in the yard with Aluohou, waiting for the uncleaned Ayin. There was the sound of creaking wooden planks, and the girl with short and high heels went upstairs to change a pair of leather shoes. Li Shiyi retracted Song Shijiu, who was leaning on the swing, and threw it at Arrow, who bowed his head to arrange the paper umbrella.

It was an extremely eye-catching umbrella, pasted with plain wood-colored oiled paper, but the ribs seemed to be carved ebony wood, exuding the scent of tung oil. Arrow heard Li Shiyi's gradually clear footsteps, without raising his head, he said softly, "It's called a lantern."

The lantern is her magic weapon. It hasn't been used for many years. Now that she has no umbrella, she sent someone to send it.

She opened the lantern and held up a blooming shade. The sun spread out from the translucent umbrella surface and enveloped her pale face. She dropped her eyelashes and threw the lantern gently upwards, with her index finger resting. The lower end of the umbrella bone was slightly lifted, and the umbrella slowly spun up, like a full moon intact and old.

A faint but determined murderous intent spread from the rotating umbrella surface. Li Shiyi raised his face and saw A Luoyang retract the umbrella with his hand, and then set it up as usual to cover the shade.

"I don't know if it is because of my soul gathering in the past two months, or because you are by my side, and my spiritual consciousness is awakening day by day, the effect of the soul restraining order on my body has been reduced a lot." Forty-nine cities were limited by the residences. Arrow was aware of it when he applied hot water to the sick Ain. It was only a try to send a lantern.

"The lantern was given to me by you." Arrow smiled pale and softly, "I don't know if I went up the mountain today, the rain won't fall."

Li Shiyi didn't follow the topic, but suddenly said, "I heard that you ordered the rain to fall for 22 days in Taishan Mansion."

That day, the conversation between A Luo and A Tao, only Li Shiyi, who has a clear ear and clear ear, understood. Only she who has been reading the ancient books of Taishan Mansion recently knew that the umbrella left by A Luo was called Youxing. It is one of the treasures of Taishan Mansion and has the function of gathering souls and souls.

Arrow was fined eighty-one times to drink soul whip, whipping out an unstable soul, and to repair his spiritual consciousness, he brought Yuxing with him. But now she left the Yuxing star to A Tao, and with only seven days of holding an umbrella, A Tao can save her soul, and she will become an adult, without having to cultivate for more than a thousand years.

A Tao takes care of her and naturally knows the function of traveling stars, and the rain on the 22nd is the hidden grace of Lord Futi.

Enzhun had the excuse of holding an umbrella for seven days, allowing her to have memories of two months and eight days, letting her remember the heartache and throbbing of rebelliousness when she was taking medicine near her.

Arrow lowered her eyes, her beautiful side face looked like an ordinary lady, she should have been more decisive, but she suddenly had a feeling of empathy, she looked at Tao at that time, and her heart repeated He asked, why did he retreat without hesitation when he couldn't love Ah Yin that day.

To remember, to live up to.

I remember my sincere and frank love, and I will live up to the loneliness I may not have in the future.

So she thought, perhaps she also wanted to remember the myrtle who had only grown into a short time under the eaves.

She didn't speak, but Li Shiyi's voice like autumn water rang from the side: "What if she is not willing to use it?"

Arrow paused, his thumb slid on the rib, his eyes looked at Ah Yin who was wrapped in a coat and stepped out of the room.

Ayinwo rubbed her white hands twice in one breath, smiling demonly, and walking towards her.

Arrow whispered, "That's fine, then it's okay."