come into my arms

【Street news】

In the Jiumenqiao market in Shengjing City, as in the past, there are people coming and going, bustling, shouting and bargaining.

On Caishi Street at noon, the sun was scorching, and people's hearts were floating.An uncle who sells pork sneaks away, and whispers with his head to the aunt who sells cabbage next to him.

"Hey, his auntie, have you seen that handsome young man?" The uncle pouted, and there was a strange and surprised gleam in his shrewd eyes.

"Uncle, are you talking about that young man?" The aunt who sold cabbage kept moving her hands, swiftly picking out the wilted leaves in the tub.With slightly cloudy eyes, he quietly looked at the young man who was walking among the crowd with the piglet in his arms.

"Yes," the uncle nodded, as if he had found someone who could share the gossip with him, and he was quite happy to talk about it.

After a while, I didn't know what to think of, shook my head and sighed: "What a good young man, even if he hugs the piggy all day, I haven't seen him let go of him."

"Let me see, this young man probably doesn't have a good brain." The lady proprietress in the jewelry store, dressed in fancy clothes, squeezed her throat and gently pressed the flower yellow that had just been pasted on the side of her forehead, half mocking.The tiara on her head also followed her movements, shaking a few times.

"Hey, this young man is so handsome, he's stupid if you say so," the waiter of Changfeng Restaurant leaned on the side of the porch, as if he was free, with a white cloth scarf on his shoulder.The two slender legs dangled leisurely, and sighed along with them.

"Yes, yes, what a handsome young man, if I hadn't held a piggy in my arms all day long, I would have given him my daughter, what a crime, what a crime," the cabbage aunt agreed In response, he kept moving his hands, piled up a lot of discarded vegetables in front of him, and shook his head regretfully.

When the shop waiter heard what the aunt said, he felt happy, and immediately smiled, "It's thanks to this young man who is stupid, aunt, promise me your green flowers!"

"Go, go, my Cuihua will not be given to anyone!" The aunt suddenly turned her eyebrows coldly, her face changed as soon as she said it, and she rejected it impatiently.

The waiter in the shop suddenly turned pale, with ruthless eyes, and gave the young man a sneaky look. The aunt would only tell him that he has no power or influence.

"Tsk tsk, I think this young man looks like a scholar. This scholar is stupid in reading and reading. Idiots and fools are not as happy as a beggar like me," the beggar lying on the corner of the wall with his legs up With a dog's tail grass, it moves up and down.His hands are not idle, and he slaps his dirty feet from time to time, and his vulgar face is full of interest and sarcasm.

"Hmph, even being stupid is better than a lazy beggar like you!" The shop waiter seemed to have a sense of superiority, or maybe he couldn't get used to it, spat, took the cloth towel on his shoulder, shook it hard, turned and entered wine shop.

The shop waiter entered the wine shop, and the peddlers in the market, after being told by the beggar, lost interest and began to gossip, and dispersed, busy with the work at hand.

The young man at the center of this topic is indeed a bit more handsome.

The face is well-defined, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sideburns flying sideways, high nose bridge, and thin lips as red as blood, giving people a feeling of indifference and coldness.If it wasn't for the green clothes and long gown, the gentleness and politeness towards others, and the Confucian style all over his body, he wouldn't be able to tell that this is a white-faced scholar.

Qin Huaijin, who was holding the little wild boar, turned a blind eye to the pointing and pointing of the people around him, and passed in front of them without changing his expression.Straight away in the bustling market, turning and turning, until the sleeves of the green clothes fluttered, and the tall and straight figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Qin Huaijin, who went out to seek medical treatment every day, was the same as usual today, except for a few bunches of herbs, and got nothing.When he came back to this small courtyard, he was different from the cold face in front of others, with sharp-edged brows and slightly sad.

He put the piglet on the table, and poured out the herbal elixir in his arms.

The little piglet jumped out of his arms, twisted his fat body, and then wandered around the herbal elixir happily.The faint fragrance of the herbs was just what it wanted, and the pig's nose kept pushing against the herbs on the table.

"It's clear, it's clear... when will you...remember me?"

Qin Huaijin was sitting on a stone bench, propping her chin with one hand, holding a piece of herb in the other, shaking the blade of grass, and teasing the pig's tail.Looking at the piglet who was gently arching herbs on the stone table, he ignored his teasing at all, with a gloomy expression.

huh huh huh huh......

Piggy just hummed in his nasal cavity, sniffing a round herbal medicine lightly, and seemed to find it pleasant.With a cry, he arched vigorously, and smacked his lips from time to time.The pig's tail behind him was slightly curled up, shaking it a few times from time to time, which was very pleasant.

"It's clear, it's clear, can you talk to me?" Qin Huaijin muttered to himself as usual, looking at the self-entertaining piggy who didn't understand human language.In his indifferent eyes, there was misty eyes, as if he didn't want the piggy to give him an answer.

The piglet on the stone table seemed to be bored with the chattering people in front of him, turned his chubby body, turned his back to Qin Huaijin, changed the direction and continued to hold its herbs.From time to time, it makes a cry of wailing, which is really cheerful.

"Siming, are you still blaming me? I know I was wrong." Qin Huaijin heard its howling and thought she had received a response.In the clear, almost transparent eyes, there was a look of excitement.

He picked up the piggy and put it in his arms, half happy, and then stroking the piggy's smooth fur with guilt.The piglet was tickled by his touch, and kept kicking its four little hooves vigorously, snorting rapidly, and whining in its mouth was very shrill.

"Siming, don't ignore me like this, it's my fault."

Qin Huaijin hastily let go of Piggy who was struggling in his arms. Piggy got a gap, jumped off the ground and ran away.I don't care about the good-smelling herbs on the table, starving to death is a small matter, but injustice is a big deal, and escape is more important...

Qin Huaijin seemed to be used to the movement of piggies running away. With a light tap of his finger, a transparent barrier blocked and wrapped piggies.Piggy's four short legs, like clockwork, didn't stop for a moment, but they didn't move even half a step.

The breeze was blowing, and on the edge of the yard, the peach leaves fluttered with the breeze, and the ground fell red...

Qin Huaijin looked at its movements and the remaining flowers all over the ground with a sad expression.After a long while, his eyes gradually became empty, and he fell into memories.