Sparrow Feather

"Honey, do you like that?" The count looked at the various masks in front of him.

Each mask is very delicate, and finally the little black bird chose a black one, covering the upper face, revealing pink lips and dark blue pupils...

When entering the banquet hall, the attendant wearing a simple white rose pattern mask asked him to draw a ball, NO.50.

When they came in, everyone was wearing masks and got together in twos and threes.

The purpose of the little black bird is very clear, which is the dessert area.

"Young Master Jin's mask today is really good," Nanluo City Master said with a smile. He was wearing a dark gold mask, revealing golden pupils.

"City Master Nanluo, today is also very good," Little Black Sparrow said casually, seeing the person wearing the fiery red mask approaching.

"Gold?" the voice of the fiery red mask.

"Deen?" the little black sparrow said, a little surprised.

"Jin, relax properly," Dern seemed to understand the little black bird's doubts, and explained.

"Master Nanluo, hello," De En said again.

"Master Deen, hello," Nanluo City Lord nodded.

"Then we won't bother you, Jin, go over there, there are pastries you like over there," Dern smiled, grabbed the little black bird and left.

"Kim, he's not a nice guy," Dern whispered.

"Well," the little black sparrow nodded, but didn't say anything.

"Well, by the way, do you know what the first number we drew was?" Dern asked curiously.

"I don't know." Of course, the little black sparrow didn't know what it was for. After all, he only set two themes, and the other small banquets were all organized by the butler. None of them knew. The butler meant that they wanted to add mystery sense and fun.

"I'm quite looking forward to it," Dern said curiously. This kind of lottery is actually very common, but there are too many ways to play it. He thought that the earl's arrangement must be more interesting...

In fact, if there are too many people attending the banquet, it is meaningless. There are not many people participating tonight, most of them are young people. Crisp, everyone wears masks, caresses, pretends, indulges, masks, pupil colors, voices...

Spinning, jumping, indulging, the dark blue water lilies bloomed on the dark floor...

The little black bird watched this scene, someone invited him to dance, invited him to drink, he smiled and refused...

He was in the middle of the noisy crowd, enjoying the silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to have a session next, remember the number you drew at the door?" A clown jumped out of nowhere, holding a microphone, and there was a shaker next to it.

Seeing everyone quiet down, the clown smiled and said, "Our next session is called "Best Partner". We will randomly draw a number, and the person corresponding to that number will choose another number, and then the two will read poems to each other." , let's see if you are the best partners in this match!"

"So that's it, Kim, what's your number?" Dern asked immediately.

"The number of the Lord Xixi is 37," the little black sparrow replied.

"Ah? Ah! No, I'm..." Dern immediately shy.

"Come on," the little black sparrow patted Dern's shoulder and left.

"Hey, Jin, where are you going?" Seeing that the little black sparrow was about to leave, De En asked immediately.

"I'm going to get a piece of cake," said the little black sparrow.

The shaking machine started to shake and rotate very quickly. The first number is 0, the hundreds digit, the second number, 6 tens digit, and the third number, 3.

"No. 63! Is No. 63 there?" The clown shouted immediately.

"Yes," the man in the dark blue mask raised his hand.

"Okay, sir, who do you think your partner will be?" The clown said immediately.

"Number 19!" said the dark blue mask.

"Okay, number 19 is..." The clown looked at the dance floor.

"Here," the bright silver masked man came out.

"Okay, then let the two of you twist your balls. Mr. No. 53 will read first, and Mr. No. 19 will read later. May you two be the best partners." The clown said with a smile.

"I have a secret rose in my heart."

"Ah, the sea!"

"..."

"..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Why is this..."

"It's too embarrassing!"

"horrible……"

"Don't get this..."

Although the faces of both of them are not very good, but fortunately...

"Okay, now let number 19 roll the next number," the clown immediately changed the subject.

"28."

"180."

"The most beautiful scenery I have ever seen."

"You and I live on the hillside."

Although there is no first embarrassment, but it is still wrong...

"33."

"69."

"The sound of rain outside the cabin."

"Yunjuan Yunshu, where are you?"

……

If this goes on, three or five of them will be either embarrassed or confused. Anyway, none of them are right.

"43," a woman in a colorful butterfly mask.

"91," the woman in the white butterfly mask.

"A thousand and one mirrors reflect your face."

"I started with you, and I ended with you..." The woman with the white butterfly said softly...Under the mask, there is no need to laugh...

"103," was Dern.

"37," is the Lord of Xixi.

"You told me that you would love me forever..." Deen's voice trembled slightly, maybe he didn't expect these words to be written on the paper...

"Father's love is like a mountain." City Lord Xixi said these four words calmly...

"..."

"..."

"Why do I feel so weird..."

"It turns out I'm not alone, I feel that this note is weird..."

"Yeah, I just read this note secretly, and guess what?"

"How about it?"

"No words at all!"

"What did you say!"

"There is no writing on the note, so what are they looking at?"

"I didn't want to understand..."

Yes, there are no words on one note, but there are words on two notes. This kind of paper is called memory. When two people twist it at the same time, it will automatically search for your current thoughts and then appear. It's not just for fun, but to test whether there is a tacit understanding between you...

When the host of Xixi was shaking the trumpet, Deen walked to the side of the little black sparrow, a little disgruntled.

The little black bird didn't say anything, just looked at De En and gave him a piece of snack.

"Thank you," Deen forked a piece, took a bite and said, "Actually, I know... well, that's all, it's pretty good."

"Yes," the little black sparrow nodded.

"But I'm so unwilling!" Deen said again, pursing his lips, unhappy.

"It's nothing, you just admire him very much," the little black sparrow said calmly.

"He guides you, you adore him," the little black sparrow said again, adoring guidance and loving, pure infatuation, fervent desire, too pure, and destined to be exaggerated... The little black sparrow lowered its brows and eyes, and stopped talking ...

"88."

"50," said in a deep tone.

"This city is suitable for people to live in." Dark blue mask, dark blue military uniform, fat figure...

"And you are naturally suitable for my soul..." Little Black Sparrow looked at the words on the paper, the golden words...it felt very absurd...absurdly terrifying...

This city is fit for man, and you are fit for my soul...

He was eventually drawn into the noise.

The author has something to say:

Most of the poems are excerpts... Chinese and foreign are not limited... the rest are edited...

Then I won't write the source... (I don't want to say that I actually can't remember...)