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At first Long didn't pay much attention to Ming Che, but now he started to care about it inexplicably after being muttered by Xiao Tao Wan.

Mingche, after his rebirth, had never been mentioned by Shen Qingzhuo. If it wasn't for the fat orange cat that came back, he probably would never have paid attention to this name.

Long put one hand on the window sill of Shen Qingzhuo's room, lost in thought.

Shen Qingzhuo came over from the backyard, saw him standing there, was stunned for a moment, looked up, and confirmed that this was his house.He paused, then turned and left as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Long called out: "Wait!"

Walking around in front of Shen Qingzhuo in three or two steps, Long frowned and looked at him a few times, before blurting out: "You want to go out to find Mingche?"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

He said "um" in some doubts, but didn't realize who "Ming Che" was for a while, and then he remembered something after a while, and shook his head.

Long got a negative answer, but didn't seem satisfied.It just so happened that there was nothing to do in Yaoshi today, Long didn't have to go out, and he had a lot of time to stare at Shen Qingzhuo. Shen Qingzhuo was stared at like needles on his back, and finally went to the study helplessly, and closed the door.

... Even when the door is closed, it feels like the line of sight is about to pierce a hole through the thin door panel.

After staring at each other until night, the two sides went to rest separately.

Unexpectedly, after sleeping until midnight, Long turned over, subconsciously swept his hands, and suddenly woke up.

After regaining his senses, he clicked his tongue and spread it out on the couch for a long time, feeling that being alone was so boring, so he simply turned over, casually put on his outer robe and went out.

It was a bit of a surprise to go out this time.

Shen Qingzhuo actually didn't sleep either.

The plot of Shen Qingzhuo's house is quite large, in addition to the front yard and the house, there is also a backyard.All kinds of green plants are growing in the backyard, and a clear pond has been dug, with a small pavilion beside the pond.

Usually people like to plant some lotus and lotus in a small pond, but there is nothing in this Shen Qingzhuo pond, the clear water is swaying, and you can see the strangely shaped stones under it when you look down.

——Oh, now there is a pair of mandarin ducks like wild ducks.

This pair of mandarin ducks came here yesterday, one of the wings was injured, and the other flew here with it, temporarily settling down.

Shen Qingzhuo didn't drive them away, and even took some small fruits to feed them.The two wild mandarin ducks had to be taken care of by him, so they simply stayed here ostentatiously. At this time, they were hugging their necks intimately and sleeping in a ball.

The breeze blew past the treetops nearby, and the leaves rustled. Shen Qingzhuo had just bent down to put the small fruit on the bank when he heard a voice behind him: "Hey, there is a lamp."

——It was the man who came here uninvited and refused to leave.

Shen Qingzhuo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and really wanted to drive him away...but he had no choice, he would not quarrel and fight with others, and this man who called himself "Dragon" did not know what was going on, every time he was about to exit to see off his guests Injure yourself back.

What could he do? Seeing the innocent look on the man's face of "I'm hurt, why don't you heal me?", he couldn't help but give in again and again.

Shen Qingzhuo really likes Kongming lanterns, and makes a lot of them every day. In this house, Kongming lanterns of different sizes can be seen everywhere.Long poked the one on the stone table and asked, "Can I put it?"

Shen Qingzhuo made a dispensable "hmm".Long snapped his fingers, and the lamp turned on, and then pushed it lightly, and the lamp floated out of the pavilion by itself, and rose into the night sky unsteadily.

Long asked: "What is the meaning of putting this lamp?"

He had pinched three thousand lanterns for Shen Qingzhuo with spiritual power before, but that was only because he knew that Shen Qingzhuo liked Kongming lanterns.As for why he likes it, Long doesn't know.

He didn't even understand the meaning of emancipating the Kongming Lantern.

Shen Qingzhuo looked up and watched the small Kongming lantern fly farther and farther, gradually turning into a bean-sized light, and said softly: "Maybe it's looking back at the past and waiting for the old man."

Long raised his eyebrows: "Waiting for someone? You make so many lights, who are you waiting for? Has he come back?"

He vaguely guessed something, and continued to ask, insisting on Shen Qingzhuo to give a definite answer.However, Shen Qingzhuo was even more at a loss than him. When her bright eyes looked over, her eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment: "...I don't know."

He was dressed in white, and the hem of his clothes swayed slightly in the breeze, and his whole body was soaked in the soft moonlight, as if he was about to become a fairy in the next moment.

Long suddenly felt that he had become so alluring, that innocent and confused look, very much like the little flower bud that had transformed into a human form in his arms thousands of years ago, pure white and flawless, arousing pity for no reason.

Long's heart felt hot, he couldn't stand his small eyes, turned his eyes away, and couldn't help but secretly cursed Mingche and him for messing around with the cats.

Turning his eyes away, he saw the drawing paper on the table again, and it seemed that something was still being drawn on.

He unceremoniously stretched out his two fingers, picked it up, and looked at it carefully.

Shen Qingzhuo followed suit and frowned slightly.

The painting was drawn by him in the morning. In the painting, there is a clear pond with clear water, and various gemstones and jade pieces at the bottom of the pond are shining beautifully, like stars falling on the pond... This is the scene that Shen Qingzhuo often dreams about recently. He Suspecting that it was related to his lost memory, he drew it and left it here.

Long looked at it over and over for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Something is missing." Sensing Shen Qingzhuo's suspicious gaze, he handed the painting over, and said boldly, "I'm missing something."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

He didn't want to talk to this man, turned around and wanted to leave, but He Long blocked his way with a wrong step, grabbed his wrist half forcefully and half threateningly, and forced him into the pavilion step by step: "Now that the painting is done, You have to paint it all."

He put the paper back on the table and looked at the person with burning eyes: "Draw a dragon."

The palm of Long's palm was scorching hot, Shen Qingzhuo's skin was slightly cool, shivering from the heat, he pulled his hand uncomfortably, but did not pull it out, the man said solemnly: "Anyway, I can't sleep and I don't want to draw, so let's watch the moon! Chatting with a beautiful woman, it's probably a good feeling."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

In terms of rascals, he had never seen a more rascal than this man.

Shen Qingzhuo felt that he should be angry, but when he saw the sinister and proud smile on Long's lips, he suddenly felt his stomach full of anger, and he was terribly tolerant of him inexplicably.

After a stalemate for a while, Shen Qingzhuo said helplessly, "Let go."

Long smiled and let go, watched him compromise and walked to the stone table, re-grinded the ink, and stopped him when he was about to write: "Do you know how dragons draw?"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

Long said: "I'm very picky. If you haven't seen a dragon, I can let you take a look. How about it?"

--not so good!

He was originally prepared to deal with his completed painting, so how can he be picky!

Shen Qingzhuo pursed her lips, and just about to refuse, Long already leaned forward and stretched out his hand towards him.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, the pavilion was very small, his back was against the pavilion pillars, and the next moment the dragon stood in front of him, trapping Shen Qingzhuo between his chest and the pavilion pillars.

Shen Qingzhuo only saw the dragon raised his hand, and then the shadows on his eyes fell, and the dragon's hand covered his eyes, and the lazy voice fell into his ears: "I will show you the dragon."

Shen Qingzhuo had no time to resist, the darkness in front of him receded instantly, and the scene that replaced it made him suddenly widen his eyes.

A majestic big black dragon, a big black dragon that soars freely under the sky.

Black scales, sharp claws, domineering horns, and wildly wagging tails.

Some similar scenes surged up in his mind at the same time, making him unable to tell whether what he saw was the illusion created by the dragon or his original memory.Until the big black dragon had enough flying, it landed lazily on the edge of a pool of clear water, let out a dragon cry, rolled its tail into the water, and rolled up a handsome naked boy.

The boy was rolled onto the shore, and he exclaimed, the big black dragon suddenly turned into a human form, held him tightly in his arms, and nibbled on his tender cheek.

The boy was probably tickled by him, and turned his head slightly.

From this side, Shen Qingzhuo saw the young man's face clearly, and was struck by lightning—this young man looked exactly like him when he was a teenager!

The person transformed into the big black dragon also turned his head, it was the face of the rogue tenant

The two hugged each other intimately, extremely intimate.

The blush on Shen Qingzhuo's cheeks suddenly rose, and he almost tore off Long's hand hastily, and was about to leave after pushing him away. not open.

"..." Shen Qingzhuo's earlobe was completely red, and after holding back for a moment, he could only say: "Rude!"

Looking at his blushing cheeks, Long wanted to take a bite, but held back, he just smiled and said, "Have you seen what the dragon looks like? Draw it quickly, and let you go back when you're done."

Shen Qingzhuo wanted to leave but couldn't, so he forced his face to be cold, and with one hand held by him, he used the other hand to dip the pen into the ink, and wrote quickly.

But for a moment, a big black dragon that was sleeping wantonly in the clear pond jumped on the paper.

Long couldn't help laughing, even with a smile in his words, he leaned next to Shen Qingzhuo to look at the painting, and all the heat from his speech hit Shen Qingzhuo's cheeks and ears: "It looks good."

He pushed forward, almost rascal: "I've given you all the paintings, how about...give me a name?" He stared at Shen Qingzhuo's blood-red earlobes, and breathed lightly, "I don't even have a name yet."

This was something he suddenly realized when Xiaotaowan mentioned Mingche frequently in the afternoon. Even Shen Qingzhuo had a name, and he hadn't had a proper name for so long—this is impossible!There is no face-to-face!Tiantian reads a lot of books, so I have to catch him and get one for myself!

Shen Qingzhuo was not in the mood to entangle with him, the scene of the black dragon and the young man embracing each other was lingering in his mind.He looked down at the painting, and blurted out: "Chi Ming—"

Long said "Huh?", carefully pondered these two words, and repeated: "Chi Ming? Long Ming in the pool? It's not bad." He laughed happily, watching Shen Qingzhuo was about to be forced to With the appearance of the limit, he finally let go of his hand mercifully.

Shen Qingzhuo let him go, forced himself to be calm, hurried around him, almost as if fleeing, and walked away in one go.

There was a vague laugh from the man behind him.

Shen Qingzhuo bit her lip, quickly returned to the room, closed the door behind her back, and leaned against the door panel, her heart that had been lonely for a long time was beating extraordinarily happily tonight, and it took him a long time to calm down before gradually calming down.

There was silence all around, only the sound of his own rapid breathing could be heard.

He walked to the window and pushed it open. The thin clouds in the sky drifted away, and the new moon reappeared, and the ground was full of moonlight.The calls of the two wild mandarin ducks could be heard vaguely, they were probably startled by the man's laughter just now, and they calmed down after barking a few times.

The appearance of two mandarin ducks sleeping with their necks crossed appeared in front of my eyes.

Shen Qingzhuo lowered her eyes.

...Looking at the evening mirror, hurting the scene, remembering the past in the later period.On the sand and on the poultry pond, it is dark, and the clouds break through the moon and the flowers play shadows.

On the sand and on the poultry pond, it is dark...

Just now, in a hurry, he actually gave that person such a name...

The blush that had finally faded quietly climbed up the earlobe again.Shen Qingzhuo gritted his teeth, bent over to the table, and poured two cups of cold tea in one go.

The author has something to say: "Looking at the evening mirror, hurting the scene... the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows" is a poem by Zhang Xian (Song Dynasty).

ah!Dahei finally has a name!

Dahei: Thanks to Mathematics Xiaoba for giving me the name, I will reward you with a gift bag x1! (claw-ing)

It's hot, I'm a little busy on weekends, I save the manuscript on Saturday, and it may be too late to finish writing on Sunday.

If there is no time to update at [-]:[-] p.m. on Sunday, it will be made up at [-]:[-] p.m. on Monday.

I try to write as much as possible! (scratch the bald head.jpg)

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Thank you for the 2 nutrient solutions of the cute little Jiuzhu, Bobobo~