Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 233 Now Volume Two: Seventh Day of July

The magpie bridge comes out in waves, and the dragon car flies out of the sky.

The calendar on the bedside table records the happy days every day.

Today is August 2012, 8, and there is still one week before leaving school.

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Qiqiao Festival, also known as Qixi Festival.

"Hey, silly dog, I told you not to stay up too late yesterday, and it turned out to be like this."

The soft moonlight shines on the boy's side face through the window, accompanied by the girl's sweet voice.

"What time is it now, Xixi?"

Chen Mu rubbed his sleepy eyes and woke up, and what he saw was Li Xinxi's familiar delicate face.

The girl in the yellow skirt was wearing a baggy apron, and her brows were tightly wrinkled.

"I told you yesterday, you should go to bed early."

"That's not because our family's Xixi is so powerful, she really can't stand it."

The boy stretched unhurriedly, and then moved his gaze to Li Xinxi's lower abdomen.

"I didn't see you say that yesterday, obviously you were very stubborn at the time."

Sensing Chen Mu's strange gaze, Li Xinxi rolled her eyes at him, and pouted her mouth in displeasure.

"Don't be so talkative here, if you talk any more, you'll practice later."

"Scared... It's scary whether it's a morning workout or an evening workout."

Hearing this, Chen Mu's face showed a look of fear for a moment, and even the remaining drowsiness was swept away.

You may feel very happy before you have experienced it, but after experiencing a lot, it is a real nightmare.

In this experience, boys and girls may feel differently, but they all have their own difficulties.

"Get up, get up, and make dinner for Mu Mu."

The little squirrel kicked Chen Mu again, and dragged the boy from the bed to under the bed abruptly.

"Miss, can we not pinch the waist?"

"This is the only thing that doesn't work—" Li Xinxi's voice became colder: "Even if you have already trained early, after these two months of experimental observation, there is still room for improvement."

"Let me see. In the future, you will not only use the method of pinching the waist, but also cooperate with other methods to improve. By the way, I made tremella wolfberry soup for you, Gouzi."

"Why is this again—" Chen Mu's distressed cry came from the room.

"Who is Gouzi, you sleep in lately every day recently, and I have only learned cooking for a short time, anyway, I can only do this now."

"Come out quickly, eat in the yard tonight." The little squirrel urged again eagerly, but the sound of thumping downstairs drifted farther and farther away.

"It seems that I still encountered Waterloo at the beginning, how could I know that it will be so hard now."

When Li Xinxi's voice completely disappeared, Chen Mu dared to sigh heavily.

The boy sat on the edge of the bed and quietly stared at the calendar in front of him, his eyes flickering non-stop.

"Mumu, today is Qiqiao Festival."

The words in his ear brought Chen Mu back to his senses, and he quietly looked at the girl in front of him.

The time spent in a daze is often only a moment, but I have already sat in front of the stone table for a long time.

"Qiqiao Festival is a very traditional and formal festival."

"On this night, all women in the world will pray to Zhinu for her wisdom and skill."

The boy didn't wait for a long time before he saw Li Xinxi walking slowly with a small bowl, her face was full of sweet smiles.

"Then Xixi, why don't you do this?"

"Idiot, I have to be busy feeding my dog ​​dinner."

Li Xinxi stepped heavily on Chen Mu under the stone table in the courtyard, and continued to speak.

"I found out, Mumu, you really look like you are in the late stage of lazy cancer in the second half of your vacation."

"Open your hands for clothes, open your mouth for food, and even pants."

"Then it's not that my Xixi is gentle and considerate, allowing me to devote myself to painting."

Quietly enjoying Li Xinxi's feeding movements, Chen Mu's face was never without a happy smile.

"In the past two months, I have improved a lot in painting—"

"That dog, can you draw a picture of a meeting between magpies and bridges?" Li Xinxi tilted her head, with a hint of teasing in her words.

"Should...probably possible", Chen Mu threw out three uncertain words in succession.

"The meeting of magpies and bridges is always a picture of gods. No matter how good we mortals are, we can only rely on imagination."

"Tch, that's why I can't draw it. I thought you are so good, Gouzi." Li Xinxi still looked disdainful.

"The definition of a god also needs a reference. In fact, compared with ordinary people, we can be counted as... half gods."

"I don't think so..."

"Forget it, there's no need to feed it to you, I'll take care of the rest myself."

The little squirrel was so angry that he snatched the remaining half bowl of wolfberry soup from Chen Mu, and swallowed it in front of Chen Mu.

Not only did he intentionally make loud noises during this process, but he even wiped the corners of his mouth with unfulfilled desire.

"I personally feel that the recent craftsmanship is obviously much better than before. Why don't you like to eat dogs?"

"It's a fact that the craftsmanship has improved a lot, but I can't stand eating the same thing every day."

Chen Mu helped his forehead helplessly, then turned his gaze to the empty small bowl in front of him.

"I remember at the beginning, Xixi, you would occasionally make a bowl of mung bean porridge, but now you can't remember the taste of mung bean porridge."

"I'll make it for Mu Mu tomorrow, but today I'm lazy, so you'll be hungry—"

Li Xinxi pulled Chen Mu up from the table, and grabbed the arm of the young man beside him.

"Since it's Qiqiao Festival today, don't be busy painting until bedtime, and go shopping with me for a while."

"I'm sorry these days, Xixi, you know, painting is very important to me."

Chen Mu lowered his head and looked at the girl beside him, who was bathed in the bright moonlight with her.

The boy and the girl closed the gate, crossed the courtyard, cuddled up and walked slowly on the deserted embankment at this moment.

"But... I am also very important." Li Xinxi's voice softened a little.

"It is precisely because you are important, Xixi, that painting is important." Chen Mu pinched Li Xinxi's cheek, and a trace of worry appeared on his face.

In the past two months, for some reason, there was no trace of the system that was noisy on weekdays.

If it weren't for the occasional conversation between Da Nian and Chen Mu, he would even have suspected that the system had run away with Dave.

The seven emotions lacking in the three-star mission have not yet been activated, which makes Chen Mu even more concerned and worried about the girl beside him.

In fact, after the game level two months ago, Chen Mu had already had a vague guess about the identity of this unscrupulous system.

But now that Xiaojiu and the adult he was talking about are not around, naturally there is no chance to abduct the children to verify.

Besides, what if it matches the guess and verification in my mind?

It has been so long since the system descended on him, Chen Mu no longer wants to think about his intentions.

The only thing he wants to do now is to fulfill the requirements of the system as much as possible, so as to heal Li Xinxi.

This is the reason why Chen Mu practiced painting almost crazily in the past two months.

"Hey, Gouzi, are you in a daze again?"

The dazed expression was pulled back by Li Xinxi again, and he waved to Chen Mu by the way.

"I can't draw something like a magpie bridge, but what about the grape trellis?"

"Grape stand?"

"It is said that during the Qixi Festival, lovers will hear the whispers of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl under the grape trellis."

"This...it should be able to be drawn, but where are the grape trellises around here?"

"Idiot—" Li Xinxi tapped Chen Mu's forehead on tiptoe.

"You forgot, there are grape trellises in the school."

"School?" Chen Mu tilted his head accordingly: "Speaking of which, it's only been a week since I left school."

"So Gouzi, your summer homework hasn't been done yet?"

"Well... let's not talk about this, let's go a little faster, or we may have to climb over the wall later."

Chen Mu smiled helplessly, then waved his hands and started a haha.

"Homework... don't be in a hurry, wait until the day before."

"I want to practice cooking, and I will give you my share when the time comes."

"...", Chen Mu suddenly felt that a mountain was pressing on his heart.

The two looked at each other, and remained silent all the way.

"Xixi, will you go first or should I go first?"

At the familiar location of the wall, Chen Mu and Li Xinxi stood hand in hand.

"Let me go first, Gouzi, copy it a little bit."

The little squirrel crawled along the trend very quickly, but was stopped by Chen Mu in the middle of the position.

"Don't be like this Xixi, it feels very dangerous, stand on my shoulder."

"Gouzi, what's wrong with you, what's there to worry about."

Li Xinxi slid down a little, but fell into the arms of the young man.

Under the bright moonlight at this time.The girl slowly stood on the boy's shoulders, and then sat on the wall with her little feet swinging.

In contrast, Chen Muli did not move, but looked up at the smiling girl.

It's like waiting for a long time, looking at each other from bottom to top.

The two looked at the grapes protruding from the wall, but they didn't move a single bit.

"Mu Mu, I actually heard some whispers just now."

The girl sat on the fence and smiled slightly.

"What did the Cowherd and Weaver Girl whisper?"

The boy stood under the wall and looked up.

"The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl said—"

"Whatever you think about, what you think about and what you love."

"It's not as good as the stars piercing the Milky Way."

(End of this chapter)