come into my arms

[This revenge is not to be revenged, it is not my race]

At noon on a hot day, the fire is burning.

In the midsummer weather, the atmosphere of the earth is hotter than one day, the branches in the mountains and forests are full of flowers, and the grass and leaves are gradually turning green.

The chirping of cicadas, the chirping of birds, and the flying of butterflies are truly a beautiful summer scene.

At noon when the sun is high, it happens to be the time of summer fatigue.Every summer, countless cicadas that have been lurking underground for 17 years break out of the ground.Just to sing a song in one summer and end the last time of life.

Every sound they make is a funeral song sung for themselves.This is a sad story, it sounds very poignant, and it makes people cry.

But the poignant beauty of the wind and the moon is not something that most people can understand and appreciate.Unfortunately, Gao Yanjun belongs to that minority.The noisy cicadas chirping by the window, one after another, was very annoying.

The trees are shaded and the green leaves intersect.The little black snake lying on the trunk, hiding under the leaves, almost merged with the tree.

Maybe the cicada sang so cheerfully that it didn't feel a little sad.Maybe it's because the cicada's singing voice is too "pleasing to the ear", which makes it so moved that it wants to send it to hell as soon as possible.

The little black snake clung to the branch, twisted its body slightly, and moved forward bit by bit.The small black eyes hide a dark and dangerous light, staring at the singing Cicada in front of him, spitting out long red letters from time to time.

"I'm so happy today, I'm so happy today! Everywhere is beautiful, everywhere is beautiful!" The brown cicada fluttered its transparent wings, lying in the gap between the trees, singing ecstatically.

"To shut up!"

"Hmph~" Cicada fluttered her wings, lay down on another branch, and stopped.

"Boy, you are too noisy!" The little black snake spat out a long message, provoking the fleeing cicada without caring.

"Hmph, it's none of your business!" Xiao Cicada shook her body and sat comfortably on the branch.

The little black snake half-bowed its body, turned its head to the right, its eyes were shining brightly, and its teeth were slightly open, as if it was ready to go, "Heh, do you want to try my sharp teeth?"

Cicada's thin legs moved back twice, ready to run away at any time, and he tried to challenge, "You...you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Heh~, I don't mind stuffing my teeth." The little black snake saw Cicada's timidity, and his posture relaxed a little, as if he was in control of the overall situation.

"I...I'm not afraid of you, hum, I'll just sing, la la la~~~Pika Pikachu~~"

The little black snake narrowed its small eyes slightly, he felt that he must be too kind.Otherwise, the little knowledge in front of you is ignorant of flattery.The provocations again and again made him uncontrollably angry, and the long red letter exuded a dangerous atmosphere, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The summer is hot and the heat waves are rolling.Gao Yanjun lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to rest.

Wearing a milky white gown, he was scorched by the heat wave, sweat dripped from his back, and the sweat drenched his clothes little by little, making his clothes sticky against his skin, making him very uncomfortable.

The ignorant cicadas outside the window were shouting loudly, even though he was originally mild-tempered, he couldn't stand the constant bombardment of noise.He tossed and turned on the bed, plugging his ears with beautiful soft cloths could not save him.

The penetrating voice pierced his eardrum one after another.

Really annoyed, he sat up abruptly and rubbed his hair.The gentle and handsome facial features were stained with impatience.Glancing bitterly at the leafy poplar tree in front of the window, he was almost certain that that annoying guy was in the gaps between the leaves according to the direction the sound came from.

The bark of the poplar tree is dark brown, with intricate and orderly tree lines, which inexplicably turned into phantoms in Gao Yanjun's eyes.All phantoms point to that annoying cicada.

Looking from his direction, there just happened to be a slight bulge of a color that didn't match the bark.

Gao Yanjun's starry eyes lit up and his sword eyebrows raised lightly, he thought it was the one who disturbed people's dreams.Calm down a little, stand up leisurely, pick up the inkstone on the bluestone table, regardless of 21, raise your hand and throw it at the bulge.

pop~

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and everything was silent!

The heat wave in the air seems to be less turbulent, the heat has subsided a lot, and the cicadas on the tree seem to have been knocked out, and there are no other...sounds z

After a while, there was another snap, and something fell from the tree.

What followed was only a slight hiss and the sound of mud rubbing, and it was gradually swallowed by the hot noon air after a while.It didn't catch Gao Yanjun's attention at all.

Gao Yanjun's light blue clothes fluttered, and he clapped his hands neatly. The endless noise finally stopped, and his mood immediately improved.

He didn't even bother to see what was going on with that damned guy. His long and narrow eyes blinked slightly, his eyelids drooped, and he seemed to be half-squinting. He stretched out his hand to pat his mouth, and yawned deeply. He turned around and lay comfortably on the bed with his hands Gently put it on the lower abdomen, and after a while there was a long exhalation and ups and downs in the room.

As if feeling that the years are peaceful, the corners of Gao Yanjun's mouth slightly curled up while lying on the bed, and the corners of his eyes also smiled slightly, gradually sinking into a dark and sweet dreamland.

The world outside the window is a different scene.

"Hahaha, if you meddle in other people's business, you will suffer retribution. Brother Blackie, retribution~~"

Cicada fluttered his wings, hovering in mid-air and laughing recklessly.

A small black-brown snake writhed violently on the ground, and the dust that flew up due to the writhing filled the air with a touch of blood.

"Shut...mouth!" The little black snake squeezed out a broken voice from its teeth.

The long red letter was stretched and shrunk, but it lacked the aura of talent, but it was full of anger and anger, which was clearly visible.

"Pfft~hahaha! Today is a good day, good day~~"

Cicada fluttered her wings, circling and circling, the transparent wings, in the sunlight, reflected the crystal light along the rays of light.

"Hiss~~ Who the hell is...?!" The little black snake writhed in the mud, the mud was wet with blood, and the ground was in a mess.

Cicada looked at the injured little black snake without any sympathy, and smiled exaggeratedly, "Little black brother, hahaha..."

"Today... you are lucky, spare your... life, let's go..."

Knowing that he hovered around the little black snake for a while, he laughed quite proudly, "Ouch~ Brother Xiao Hei is really amazing~ I won't accompany Xiao Chan."

"roll!!!"

"Brother Xiaohei, don't be angry. Xiaochan thanked you here, thank you brother Hei for preventing this disaster for Xiaochan." Xiaozhi thanked him in a seemingly polite way, clasped his hands in a dignified manner, If it weren't for the sneer that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, the little black snake would have almost believed it.

"..."

"Hahaha, today is a good day, everywhere is beautiful..." Cicada hovering above the little black snake fluttered its wings and sang a happy song, flying farther and farther...

"No disaster, no disaster!" The little black snake lay on the ground, groaning without any resistance.

Next to the snake, lay a piece of green inkstone safely, as if it was just thrown out of the window by someone.

The little black snake resisted the pain in the snake's body, slowly wriggled until it touched the emerald green inkstone, rolled up bit by bit, and curled the entire inkstone into its arms.

He lay on the inkstone, feeling the coolness from the emerald jade on the inkstone, which slightly relieved the pain in his body.

Dusk is approaching, the sun is slowly slanting westward little by little, and the heat of summer is steaming, but at dusk, the heat has not dissipated much.But the little black snake is not hot at all.

One is because of his own cold physique, and the other is because of the injury, the pain of the wound, the only thing that makes him break out is cold sweat, and the emerald jade of the inkstone, the jade is slightly cool, and there seems to be a bubbling coolness in the jade. do.

The little snake curled up, its eyes seemed to be unable to open.It seems to be asleep, and it seems to be awake again. No matter what the situation is, it always maintains the vigilance of a cold-blooded animal.