The devil wants to counterattack today

The galaxy turns in the sky, and the curtain hangs in the world.The night sky is as dark as splashed ink, the moonlight is hazy, occasionally there are gusts of breeze blowing by, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

Mo Chi tapped his toes, got up and flew to the kapok tree behind the house, stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the fiery red of the tree with obsessive eyes, and murmured: "The flowers are already blooming."

It seems that this touch of red can temporarily soothe the strange feeling in my heart.

It is said that the flowers and leaves of kapok are not there, and the flowers are red and the leaves are not green.

Before going to Heyan Mountain, the kapok tree was still bare, but I didn't expect that it would be full of gorgeous trees when I came back this time.

Mo Chi walked slowly to the base of the kapok tree, squatted down, and dug around the root of the tree with his bare hands.

Maybe it's because I've been in the mortal world for too long, and I seem to have forgotten that just by using spells, what I want to get can be broken out of the ground in the blink of an eye.

With his slender fingers, he scraped away the dead flowers and fallen leaves, and dug away the soil covered by the tree. After a while, a jar of wine was revealed. Mo Chi clapped his hands, and hugged the jar of wine in his arms with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.He didn't care whether the ground was clean, he sat down along the tree trunk.

As soon as the wine jar was opened, a faint fragrance slowly wafted out. Mo Chi, who loves good wine, felt happy, and a little starlight bloomed in his eyes: "It really is a good wine."

He managed to find this jug of wine from Gu Canglan. Thinking of Gu Canglan's sad and remorseful face at that time, Mo Chi couldn't help but chuckle.

He rested his head on the tree with one hand, picked up the wine jar with the other hand, and tilted his head slightly upwards. The movement of lifting the wine jar was indescribably elegant, and the wine was poured into the mouth accurately without wasting a single drop.

The kapoks are blooming beautifully, and the wind suddenly blows, and there are many.

A few kapoks fluttered down on Mochi's shoulders and robe. His slender fingers gently picked up the kapok that fell on the robe, and brought it to the tip of his nose to sniff.

If you don't smell it carefully, you won't be able to detect the faint fragrance, which is like a dream.

"Treasure...no matter how hot or cold it is, the flowers that bloom for less than one month every year should be cherished."

The tip of the nose is the fragrance of kapok, but the mouth is whispering foolishly.

***

Behind the house, there is a tall and straight tree with red flowers in full bloom. The flowers are burning like raging fires, dyeing the sky red.

"Do you know what kind of tree this is?" Mo Chi couldn't help asking while pulling Xiao Chuxi, who had just reached his shoulders.

There are tens of millions of flowers and plants that he has seen, but he has never seen such a tree that is as wanton as a raging fire.

Chu Xi answered solemnly in a childish voice: "This is a kapok tree. There was originally a large area on the back mountain, but it was all cut down by the government."

"It's a pity, but why cut them all?"

Chu Xi thought about it seriously for a long time, and finally said in frustration: "I don't know, this tree seems to have existed before I was born, but it only blooms once a year, and it withered after less than a month."

After a pause, he continued: "I once heard the master tell a story about the kapok tree."

Hearing this, Mo became interested: "Oh, why don't you tell me about it?"

Chu Xi looked at the kapok that fell in his hand, tilted his head and fell into memory.

It was rumored that a general was out fighting all the year round, and he could only see his wife once a year, and his wife always worried about his life and death, so when they parted again, his wife made up her mind to follow her husband quietly.

Later, he was discovered by the general, and his wife was forced to die. The general had no choice but to make an exception and take his wife to the battlefield, but he was only allowed to walk around in the tent.

Although the distance with the general is closer, the days of seeing the general are still numbered.Year after year like this, the general was a little bit unable to do what he wanted, so my wife advised the general to let go of these military affairs.Standing under the kapok tree with his wife in his arms, the general promised that this would be the last time.

Mo Chi, who vaguely guessed the ending, couldn't help but ask, "What happened next?"

Chu Xi gently placed the kapok in his hand next to the tree root, but a trace of sadness flashed across his tense face.

Later, the news of the general's triumphant return came, and the wife couldn't wait to stand under the kapok tree in front of the camp and wait for the general to return in victory.

As soon as the general arrived, he saw his wife in red, looking forward to it under the kapok tree.The pure white kapoks are falling one after another, so beautiful that it is unreal.

The general hugged his wife tightly, and finally smiled on his always serious face: "We can finally live in peace."

Unexpectedly, an arrow pierced their long-awaited wish, and the general watched his wife die in front of him.

I don't know whether those pure white kapoks were stained red by the lady's clothes, or by the wanton flow of blood.Everyone only knows that the bright red eyes are full of heartache that day.

The general finally became the iron-blooded Rakshasa who frightened the enemy, and he vowed never to let the enemy have the chance to hurt his own people again.

Later, he ordered people to transport the tree back and buried his wife's body under the kapok tree. Since then, the kapok has turned red like blood, just like the lady in red, and like that hot blood.

Until the general was conspired to deal with the remnants of the southern barbarians and was poisoned.

The doctors in the army all said that there is no cure for this poison. The general guarded the kapok tree in the courtyard every day when he returned home. He wanted to be buried under the kapok tree with his wife after his death.

But I met a genius doctor by accident. Coincidentally, the kapok was the antidote, and at the moment when the kapok was blooming, the genius doctor picked the fiery red kapok in the courtyard to make medicine. After drinking it, the general gradually improved. The general was saved, or the wife saved the general.

For a while there were different opinions.

The general spent his life in exchange for the well-being of the people, and stayed in front of the fiery red kapok tree for the rest of his life. The old queen was finally buried with his wife as he wished.

The general saved the country, and Kapok saved the general.The general is a national hero, and the kapok who saved the general should also be called a hero.Later, people called the kapok tree a hero tree, and said that the kapok symbolized cherishing.

As he said that, Chu Xi raised his eyes as black as lacquer, and tightened his grip on Mo Chi's hand: "Treasure the person in front of you."

Hearing the last sentence, Mo Chi swept away the unhappiness in his heart, and looked down at Chu Xi who was pulling him.

"Ah."

As the ending sound rose, he raised the corners of his lips, and with a warm smile on his brows and eyes, he reached out and rubbed Chu Xi's little head, and said with a smile, "Then you have to hold me tight."

***

Under the tree, kapok rose.

"Cherish flowers...cherish people, how should I cherish now?"

Mo Chi, who was caught in the memory, suddenly opened his eyes, but there was a paranoia in his eyes that had never been revealed before. A wry smile formed at the corner of his mouth, he raised the wine jar in his hand, and continued to drink.

For him, liking means liking, he has never been a hypocritical person, as long as he thinks about it, he will follow his own wishes, no matter what happens in the future, as long as it is what he decides, no one can stop it.

Here, Chu Xi, who came back to the house, also had trouble falling asleep. Ever since Mo Chi left, he hadn't slept soundly. Whenever he fell asleep, he would have nightmares. Every time he woke up, he would be sweating profusely and his heart would hurt badly.

This uneasiness was always in his heart, and even after Mo Chi came back, it didn't disappear or lessen, on the contrary, it became more obvious.

He was full of worries and wanted to see Mo Chi, but he didn't expect to see such an unreal scene as soon as he went out.

A modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

"This wine is quite strong."

At this moment, two red clouds had floated on Mo Chi's face, and he murmured foolishly.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the mortal world, his drinking capacity would be so bad.

Suddenly feeling a hot gaze looking at him, Mo Chi turned his head and saw Chu Xi not far away.

At this moment, Chu Xi was dressed in white clothes that surpassed the snow, and his black hair was untied and fluttered slightly by the night wind. The moonlight lightly shone on this person, showing a bit of softness, which also made Chu Xi look so handsome. Ordinary people seem to have stepped out of a painting.

When he met those extremely deep eyes, Mo Chi's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered the scene in the river today and the soft kiss. His heart became dry, his cheeks turned redder, and he became a little sober at the same time.

"Want to drink together?"

In order to break the delicate atmosphere, he raised the altar of wine in his hand towards Chu Xi.

Chu Xi stood motionless and looked at Mo Chi who was holding up the wine. After a long time, he walked towards him slowly.

He didn't sit down when he walked up to Mo Chi, but reached out to take the wine jar he handed over, leaned forward and took a mouthful, then bent down, raised his hand and gently pinched Mo Chi's chin.

Mo Chi was forced to raise his head, Chu Xi looked at those slightly drunk eyes, lowered his head, kissed the soft lips, and transferred the wine in his mouth to Mo Chi's mouth bit by bit.

Mo Chi's eyes widened in an instant, looking in shock at the handsome face so close, he forgot to shut up for a moment, the wine overflowed from his lips, flowed down his neck, and disappeared into his clothes.

Looking at Mo Chi's reaction with satisfaction, the curve of her lips deepened.Although Mo Chi didn't respond to him, he didn't push him away either. As for... you can take your time.He stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the wine stains on Mo Chi's mouth, and there seemed to be soft waves floating in his beautiful eyes.

Mo Chi regained consciousness with a look of embarrassment, coughing non-stop due to choking on the wine in his mouth, his fair face instantly turned red like a woman rubbing rouge, I don't know if it was because of coughing or shyness.

Chu Xi gently stroked Mo Chi's back again and again, and said warmly, "It's all right."

Mo Chi blushed even more when he heard these words, and at the same time became angry. The hateful thing was that his cough became worse, so he could only give Chu Xi a hard look.

After finally recovering from his breath, the first sentence he spoke was Chu Xi’s name, but his beautiful eyes were calm and calm, and even his voice was cold: "You are not allowed to do this again. unless...unless you want me to stay longer."

Although he knew that it was shameful to threaten Chu Xi by leaving, but if both of them fell into this vicious circle, it would be of no benefit to anyone, and there would be no result for them to be together.

Hearing that Mo Chi said the words to leave without caring, Chu Xi was stunned, only feeling a sharp pain in his chest, like densely packed small needles going back and forth inside, he took a step back slightly, pale His face was a little scary, and then he lowered his eyes and said silently: "You don't want me to do this, I don't do it, please don't say leaving so easily."

Don't just leave him alone.

The second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat, as if Mo Chi's consent to the foreword was already a great gift.

When Mo Chi saw Chu Xi's instantly pale face, his heart trembled. Under the delicate light green armband, his fair and slender fingers curled up slightly.

Seeing that Mo Chi didn't reply, Chu Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, and if he looked carefully, he could see his trembling eyelashes, but at this moment, he smiled: "You clearly know that I care about you the most."

Turn around and leave.

Mo Chi's drooping hands clenched into fists, his throat moved, as if he was about to blurt out something.

The author has something to say: the story of the kapok is purely fictitious, please do not pay attention to it (*/ω＼*)