Thousands of years old silly white sweet

In the mall, he is used to intrigue and deceit. Xiujue dare not consider himself a good person, but he is definitely not a pervert, and he doesn't have any, any eccentricities.

Therefore, he easily pushed his physiological reaction to "drinking some wine" and "too long abstinence". After making excuses, he hugged the soft and fragrant holly The body fell asleep.

Tonight, Xiujue dreamed of Dong Changqing again, this dream was longer and clearer than previous times.

Dong Changqing in the dream was wearing a royal blue robe with gold thread and auspicious cloud patterns, his black hair was pulled up high with a gold crown, and a jade ring finger was worn on his white and slender fingers. He leaned lazily on the boulder, half-closed his eyes Eyes, let the breeze blow over his cheeks, like a wealthy young man who had nothing to do in ancient times, so comfortable and at ease.

Xiujue wanted to walk over, but his feet seemed to be weighed down by a thousand catties of iron, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

"Winter evergreen."

A female voice that sounded like a warbler called Dong Changqing, and then a group of girls in colorful brocade clothes appeared out of nowhere, surrounded Dong Changqing, and said some ridiculous things that were absurd. .

"Who said they were going to strangle God Erlang's hair? Why are you hiding here?"

"Sixth sister, he is a coward. It's not like you don't know it, why bother talking to him."

"Fifth Sister and Sixth Sister, don't be like this, if you really let Erlang God know, it's not good."

"Second sister, you don't know, the sixth sister gave her comb to her elder brother Yang Jian a few days ago, and it turned out... oh, oh, I won't say it, don't mess with me~"

"Okay!" Dong Changqing was impatient with their quarrel, and her delicate eyebrows were frowned.What he said was frivolous and arrogant, "Isn't it just the hair, you wait, I will make him a big bald man later."

Xiujue was angry for no reason.

In a daze of effort, Dong Changqing had come to him.

It was dark all around, only him had a ray of light that dispelled the haze irresistibly, he smiled sweetly, revealing deep dimples, and he called Erlang God like his sixth younger sister, "Brother Yang Jian, can I tie your hair for you?" OK?"

Xiujue heard his own voice in a trance, extremely indifferent, "Okay."

The hand with the emerald wrench passed through the long black hair.

"Winter evergreen! How dare you!"

People who have done bad things flee here and there with a burst of laughter.

Xiujue subconsciously chased after him and grabbed his hand.

"Well..." After being caught, the young man was indifferent, his bright eyes stared at Xiujue, "What if it's just cut, you don't even want Sixth Sister to give you a comb, and you don't want that hair either. .”

Xiujue clenched his fist, holding a knife in his palm, "Say it again."

"Just said, who told you to bring me here, brother Yang Jian did it on his own."

Xiu Jueming knew that he was not brother Yang Jian, but in the dream, he seemed to take the place of this person, and then got angry, he raised his hand, and raised the knife along with it, "I don't know."

"Why don't you know, Tiangong, I hate you the most!"

"..."

"President Xiu!"

Xiujue opened his eyes, the face of Dong Changqing was still in front of him, and the smile was still so sweet, "It's delicious!"

I didn't even open my eyes, just thinking about the delicious food.

Xiujue sat up and rubbed his sore forehead. He hadn't drank like this for a long time, and once in a while, the reaction was a little big, "Snacks can only be eaten after breakfast."

"Okay! Then I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face." Dong Changqing quickly got out of bed, but when she reached the bathroom door, she stopped and turned to look at Xiujue.

"what happened?"

Dong Changqing pursed her lips, and asked him cautiously, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Xiujue was taken aback, "What?"

his dream?He forgot.

"Just now, you seem to be very... um..." Dong Changqing was very difficult to think about adjectives, but to no avail, he sighed softly, "Forget it."

Watching him close the bathroom door, Xiujue couldn't help but sigh.

The forgotten dream made him feel empty, as if he had lost something important.

……

When Xiujue went out of Dong Changqing's room, Aunt Wang was making breakfast. She thought he slept on the second floor last night, and greeted him as usual, "Mr. Xiu, wake up."

"Yeah." Xiujue walked to the dining table and poured himself a glass of warm water, "Didn't he eat much yesterday?"

"I didn't eat much. The sweet and sour pork ribs and pot-packed pork I made at night were all sweet, so I only ate three bowls of rice."

Three bowls of rice is really not much.

Xiujue smiled, drank the water in the glass, and went upstairs to take a shower.

When he came down, Dong Changqing was already eating breakfast. Today's breakfast was Aunt Wang's specialty small wontons. There was a big bowl in front of Dong Changqing, which was five times bigger than the one prepared for Xiujue. Dong Changqing Qing ate the wonton and asked him vaguely, "Mr. Xiu, are you still going out today?"

I was going to go out, "No."

"Oh..." Dong Changqing agreed wearily, and continued to eat his wontons.

"...Are you not happy if I don't go out?"

"No way, I'm only happy when you're at home." Dong Changqing looked at him sincerely, not lying at all.

Successfully pleasing sensuality.

"After dinner, I'll take you out."

"Huh? Go shopping?"

In the past few months, Dong Changqing has only one destination when he goes out, which is the shopping mall. He has never even been to a supermarket. Just thinking about it makes people feel distressed.

Not knowing about others, Xiujue felt sorry for him, "Go out and play."

During the seven-day National Day holiday, there are a lot of tourists coming to the capital, and all the scenic spots are overcrowded. After all, the holidays are rare, and it is not easy to go out with the family. It is crowded... Just squeeze it.

Xiujue thought so too.

After lunch, he took Dong Changqing to the Forbidden City.

To be honest, it was also the first time for Xiujue to come to the Forbidden City. He never imagined that it would take half an hour to line up, shoulders to shoulders, toes to heels, standing in the crowd against the sun. feel good.

The two stood on the far side, and it would be better if they were next to the green lawn.

But even so, it is difficult for flowers who are used to living in the greenhouse to survive.

"I'm too tired..." Dong Changqing lay on Xiujue's shoulder with a mournful face, and asked him sadly, "Mr. Xiu, what did I do wrong?"

Xiujue handed him a lollipop and comforted him, "Persevere."

He snorted twice, took the candy that had been torn open, and stuffed it into his mouth, "How long will it take, I want to go home."

"very soon."

While talking, I have already reached the security check. There are two passages in the security check, one with bags and one with empty hands, "Go over there, hurry up, and wait for me there."

"En!" Dong Changqing bit the lollipop, and walked briskly to the other side.

As soon as he passed the security check, Du Xiujue, who was still in line, couldn't help but frown.

sorry.

The Forbidden City is so big and there are so many people, what if Dong Changqing runs around, gets lost, hungry, thirsty, tired, or injured?

In the blink of an eye, Xiujue even thought about Dong Changqing getting lost, how to get him back as soon as possible, already used to someone waiting for him at home, relying on him, looking at him with nostalgic eyes, Xiujue now , I can't accept the existence of holly evergreen in my life.

Fortunately, teenagers are well-behaved in most cases.

Xiujue looked at Dong Changqing from a distance. He was wearing light-colored jeans and a sweater, and a white baseball cap on the back. When he squatted on the ground, he curled up into a small ball. He was young, handsome, fair, and cute. This kind of Dong Changqing, even squatting without image, is still attractive, and many girls around him are secretly looking at him.

And men.

Xiujue walked over, blocked a few aggressive lines of sight, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Let's go."

Dong Changqing raised her eyes and looked at him with wet eyes, "I want to take a rest."

"Go over there and rest."

There is a coffee shop in the Forbidden City, which is integrated with ancient buildings, and the price is very high. Compared with resting here, tourists prefer the free benches in the Forbidden City.

Compared with one or two hundred yuan, Xiujue wanted Dong Changqing to be more comfortable.

"Two glasses of lemonade, with ice."

"OK, just a second."

Dong Changqing sat on the chair and looked around for a while, "President Xiu, what are we doing here?"

Dong Changqing didn't think the Forbidden City was so grand, the only impression was that there were so many people.

Xiujue was at a loss for words, but he didn't know how to explain to him, "Come, visit."

"visit?"

"Yes, the Forbidden City is the imperial palace of the Ming and Qing dynasties, also known as the Forbidden City. In the past, the emperor lived here. It is one of the largest and best-preserved ancient wooden structures in the world. It already has a history of more than 600 years. .” Xiujue introduced the museum to him in the tone of a tour guide.

Dong Changqing blinked, "It's only over 600 years old."

"..." Xiujue was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

Well, he admitted that he said the last sentence on purpose, and he had already expected Dong Changqing's reaction when he said it.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm stupid?" Dong Changqing rarely became serious, "What I told you is the truth, but I can't prove it to you... Do you know that the day I was sealed, I cried It was so miserable, and Nuwa and I swore that we would never do anything wrong in the future, and let her give me a chance."

Xiujue was stunned, and didn't want him to continue. He knew that indulging in fantasy would make his condition worse, but he still asked uncontrollably, "And then."

"There is no more..." Dong Changqing looked away, a little sad, "I thought at that time that Nuwa was the most powerful god, even if the sun and the moon disappeared, she would still exist, but now she has disappeared... Me too, will disappear sooner or later."

His expression, as if he had been weather-beaten, an old man in his twilight years, made Xiujue feel depressed, "According to what you said, there will be reincarnation..."

"No, there isn't even a single ghost, how can there be reincarnation..." Dong Changqing suddenly smiled, silly, "Sometimes I also feel sick."

Xiujue curled the corner of his mouth and rubbed his head, "It's a good thing if you realize it."