flagship summer song

Chapter 32

Xu Xiaoxian had a strange dream. He was chased by a huge bat. After running for a long time, he was so tired that he fell down. Both shoulders, sharp teeth bit his neck, and the pain made him wake up with a start.

He opened his eyes, and the people beside him got up and left at some point. He felt that the quilt was tightly wrapped around him, and wondered if Chen Yao brought all the quilts from the whole family to cover him. It was so warm that he couldn't breathe Angrily, he stretched out his hand under the quilt and touched his neck, but he was not bitten by the bat.

Chen Yao pushed the door lightly and came in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. Xu Xiaoxian smelled the bitter taste and subconsciously didn't want to drink it.

Chen Yao put the medicine bowl aside, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Xiaoxian, who was tucked into the heavy blanket, and touched his forehead. The fever had subsided, and he said, "Just one bowl, I won't give it to you if you want to drink it." You're done."

Xu Xiaoxian finished the drink bravely. He rolled his eyes because of the bitterness. He quickly took the teacup handed by Chen Yao and rinsed his mouth. He still felt the bitterness in his mouth. He wondered why Chen Yao's medicine was getting more and more bitter...

Chen Yao took the medicine bowl, came back and brought him a coat, and asked him if he wanted to go out for a walk, because he had been lying down for a week, and his body would probably fall apart if he slept again.

"Hasn't the little goddess come back yet?" Xu Xiaoxian put on her clothes and got up to put on her shoes. The injury on her finger is still not healed, and it still hurts if she puts a little force through the gauze.

Chen Yao shook his head.

Xu Xiaoxian sat by the bed in a daze. Chen Yao brought a white ribbon and tied it lightly on his right arm. He looked up and saw that Chen Yao's sleeve was also tied with a white ribbon.

"Chen Yao, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xu Xiaoxian looked at Chen Yao with folded arms, and suddenly asked, "Why are you still here?"

"There's nowhere to go, my uncle kicked me out." Chen Yao took out the scarf that Xu Xiaoxian stuffed in his bag, and wrapped it around Xu Xiaoxian.

"What's the matter? Even if your uncle doesn't like you, he won't drive your sister's child out of the house, right?"

"Thanks to you," Chen Yao helped Xu Xiaoxian out of the room, the sun was just right outside, Xu Xiaoxian squinted his eyes, and saw Mr.'s bamboo stick leaning against the corner, he couldn't help but stop, Chen Yao glanced at him , so he went to get the bamboo stick and asked him to walk around the yard with the bamboo stick.

That day, the Lin family hosted a banquet and invited Chen Yao and his uncle to be guests. By the way, about the matchmaking between the two families, Chen Yao originally thought that his uncle didn't like him, so he probably wouldn't agree to the marriage. After all, Chen Ke, the eldest son of the Chen family, has not been found yet. , it's my turn.

It happened that the girl from the Lin family wanted him by name, and he was also in a depressed mood at the time. At the banquet, he told him that he had someone he liked, and he was determined not to marry anyone else.

Xu Xiaoxian tilted his head and thought for a while, then murmured: "No wonder, it turned out to be such a 'peach blossom'... That must be something Mr. Chen did to Miss Lin in the past? Otherwise, how could a girl like you fall in love with you?"

"She used to live in Lin's house, and Lin Dao and I would take her to play when we came back from studying. There was nothing special about it, it was just a joke."

"You pretend to be husband and wife and play house?"

"Really, didn't you play when you were young?"

Xu Xiaoxian shook his head in a daze. He didn't have any playmates when he was a child. In his memory, he was always hungry and was always looking for ways to find all kinds of food to fill his stomach.

"Then what did you play when you were young?"

Xu Xiaoxian tilted his head and thought for a long time before saying: "...Climb the tree."

"You seem to like staying in trees?"

"My mother hid me in a tree before she was alive, but she was discovered. When the master arrived, more than half of my original soul had been torn out." Xu Xiaoxian looked up at the bamboo stick in his hand, and said, "Actually, sir Those who should save me, I was born in hell, and I will take other people's lives as soon as I was born, if I hadn't been born, my parents' life would be fine."

"If you are not born, what will I do?"

"It's not my business?"

"Okay, none of your business, I'll always be damned when I get there anyway."

Xu Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the snow under his feet.

Chen Yao suddenly felt that he had said something wrong, patted his face lightly, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, Banxian, don't be angry..."

Xu Xiaoxian shook his head, raised his head and smiled, and said, "Chen Yao, don't call me Banxian, call me by my name."

Looking at Xu Xiaoxian, Chen Yao always felt that the person in front of him was different from the first one he saw.

Something seems to be missing.

"Let's go for a walk." Chen Yao looked up at the sky, the sun was just right, "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Xu Xiaoxian shook his head, clenched the bamboo pole in his hand a little bit, the white gauze on his fingertips overflowed with traces of blood, he didn't realize it.

Chen Yao gently pulled his hand away, but didn't speak, just took the bamboo pole away, untied the bandage and bandaged it again.

Xu Xiaoxian: "I'm sorry."

"Ah."

"……You're angry?"

"No."

Xu Xiaoxian lowered his head, lightly shook the hands hidden in his sleeves, and then let go. After a long silence, he said, "Chen Yao, you can go back, I'm fine, I want to be alone..."

"I won't go, you don't want to see me, I can hide away and not appear in your sight," Chen Yao took a deep breath: "I won't bother you either... I just want to watch you take care of yourself .”

Xu Xiaoxian didn't speak, didn't even look up at him, he bit his lip, turned around to leave, but felt someone grab his sleeve.

"Then you stay here." Xu Xiaoxian still lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and when he saw him stop, he let go of his hand, "This is also your home."

Chen Yao took a step forward, and stretched out his arms to hug Xu Xiaoxian. Xu Xiaoxian didn't hide or respond to him. He didn't dare to use force, but gently wrapped him in his arms, and his cold hair slid across his face.

"Xu Xing, just treat me as a repayment."

"It's obviously a hooligan," Xu Xiaoxian took a step back, broke free from his embrace, reached out and grabbed the bamboo pole and jumped to the center of the yard to perform a set of stick skills, kicking up a lot of white snow, and the last trick was to paint the bamboo pole on the ground After making a circle, Chen Yao saw that the stick had enough intention to fall but not enough strength.Xu Xiaoxian stood in the circle, glanced at Chen Yao, twirled the bamboo pole in his hand, threw it back to him, and said, "Chen Yao, this is what my husband taught me, and now I pass it on to you, remember ?"

"I just read it once..."

"Should I show you one move at a time! Xiaoxian doesn't have that skill!"

Chen Yao touched the bamboo stick in his hand, but said with a smile: "If you don't teach it seriously, I can't learn it."

"I love to learn but not to learn." Xu Xiaoxian rolled his eyes at him, turned around, and said softly: "Chen Yao, my body is not suitable for martial arts. Although the master's stick method is not very powerful, it is enough for self-defense. You You can bully children with a little skill, but you will always suffer when you meet an opponent... You can't expect someone to block robbery for you every time."

Xu Xiaoxian bent down and picked out a small stone from the snow, and flew towards Chen Yao's face with his backhand. Chen Yao froze for a moment, but still easily grabbed the wobbly flying stone with his hand.

He stared blankly at Xu Xiaoxian, and suddenly remembered that in the bamboo forest that day, Xu Xiaoxian didn't throw stones around.

"Why are you pretending you can't?"

"Why make trouble for yourself?" Xu Xiaoxian stood up, stretched, and said with a smile, "Chen Yao, I know my body well. It's nothing important. I don't want to exhaust my energy."

Carrying the husband's body back home has seriously exhausted his body, and his gauze-wrapped hands are not even strong enough to hold the bamboo pole tightly.

Chen Yao put the bamboo pole by the wall, walked up to Xu Xiaoxian, stretched out his hand to grab Xu Xiaoxian's wrist, and said, "Come with me to the street."

"Ah?" Xu Xiaoxian was dragged out of the yard by Chen Yao before he could react, and walked towards the city. He felt that Chen Yao's hands were a little cold, so he asked, "Chen Yao, are you cold?"

"It's not cold, what's wrong?"

"Your hands are very cold." Xu Xiaoxian grabbed Chen Yao's hand with his backhand, and he could still feel Chen Yao's cold hand through his fingertips through the gauze.

"Would you like to help me warm my hands?" Chen Yao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xu Xiaoxian, thinking that he would be given a contemptuous look, but it didn't happen.

Xu Xiaoxian just let go of his hand gently, knelt down to find something on the ground, looked at it for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Chen Yao's sleeve, pointed to the snow in front of him, and said, "Master Chen, help me dig out the snow. here."

"What are you looking for?" Chen Yao knelt down as he said, and reached out to dig through the cold snow. When his fingertips touched something, Xu Xiaoxian took it out first.

A palm-sized black pebble.

Xu Xiaoxian took out a small writing brush from his pocket, dipped the tip of the pen in the snow, and wrote something on the cobblestones.

After finishing writing, Xu Xiaoxian put the pen back into his bosom, and covered the stone with both hands. After a while, he put the stone in Chen Yao's hand.

The stone felt warm in his palm.

"Why don't you get yourself one?"

Xu Xiaoxian raised his tightly bound hand by Chen Yao, and said, "I'm already like this, don't worry about it!"

Chen Yao looked at those hands, and suddenly saw something wrapped around the little finger of Xu Xiaoxian's left hand. He thought it was accidentally hung on it during bandaging, but when he stretched out his hand, he didn't catch anything.

Xu Xiaoxian was a little strange and asked him what he was doing.

He shook his head, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and said, "Maybe I made a mistake."

"See what?"

"I can't see it clearly, it's a bit like a red line or something."

Xu Xiaoxian froze for a moment, raised his hands to the sunlight and looked carefully for a long time, but saw nothing.

Xu Xiaoxian: "No way? Can you see my red line? Could it be that I, Xiaoxian, will finally meet a destined person?"

Xu Xiaoxian dragged Chen Yao and asked him to see where the red line connected, but Chen Yao shook his head: "It doesn't connect anywhere, it's just a short section, and you can't see clearly from behind."

Xu Xiaoxian drooped his head in disappointment, but Chen Yao felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to know where the red line went, but he didn't want to know. He was afraid that the person at the other end was not him.

It was approaching the Spring Festival at this time, and the market was very lively, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and it was booming, but the two of them had their own concerns and were not infected by the atmosphere at all.

Walking to a street corner, Xu Xiaoxian suddenly remembered the oil-paper umbrella, and turned into that alley unconsciously. After half a year, he no longer remembered where the old man sold him the umbrella. Just relying on feeling to avoid the crowd in the alley and search for it.

As he walked into the alley, there were fewer and fewer people. After turning a few turns, the street was no longer hawking, and the street was even less crowded. When he turned his head, he couldn't find the original path.

"Strange, why..." He suddenly felt that he couldn't see clearly, as if there was a sudden fog, and the surroundings were completely white. He rubbed his eyes, touched the cold bluestone brick wall, and continued to walk forward.

He didn't know how long he had walked, when he suddenly felt something rushing from behind him, he quickly squatted down, only to see a black shadow flying past his forehead.

He smelled a smell of rotten flesh, and couldn't help feeling sick. Looking at his hands, the white gauze was stained with blood at some point, but he didn't notice it. He always felt that it wasn't his own blood.

Turning his head to look, blood was oozing from the cracks in the bluestone brick wall beside him.

"Gu?" He looked at the fog around him, as if he had been struck by a Gu art. He looked back again, only to realize that he had forgotten about Chen Yao.

"It's fine if you're not here, so as not to trouble him again," he sighed, took out two talisman papers from his pocket, drew a few lines on the talisman papers with the blood of someone with his fingertips, and read softly After a few incantations, the talisman paper broke free from his fingertips, and ignited purple-red will-o'-the-wisps. One flew to his side, and the other flew into the mist in front of him. Wherever it passed, the mist dissipated.

He got up and slowly followed the will-o'-the-wisp, and the further he walked, the heavier the stench became, and even the ground under his feet was covered with blood.

He frowned, covered his mouth and nose, thinking how could there be such a place in the world.

"It's a good thing Chen Yao isn't here..." He turned his head and looked at the still fog behind him, and murmured, "He won't come after him, will he?"

He was worried, but also kind of looking forward to it.

He shook his head, drove those thoughts away, and continued walking forward.

……

But Chen Yao walked in the market for a while, and felt that there were fewer people around him, and when he turned around, Xu Xiaoxian was no longer there.

He searched back and forth on the street several times, but he still couldn't find anyone. When he looked up, the sky was a little dark, and he suddenly felt uneasy. He bumped into an old man in a hurry, and he quickly helped him up and apologized repeatedly.

The old man was a bit fat, wearing a bamboo hat, with white hair and blue eyes, and a ruddy complexion. He grabbed Chen Yao's arm and stood up, asking softly, "Master, are you looking for someone?"

Chen Yao nodded, seeing that the old man was not injured, and hurried to leave, but was caught by the old man.

"Young people, don't worry, those who are destined will meet each other," the old man scratched his head, and looked at Chen Yao's hand with a smile. Chen Yao followed the old man's gaze, and couldn't help being surprised. A bright red rope, the old man looked at his expression, smiled with satisfaction, let go of his hand, took out a rattle from the bamboo basket behind him, shook it loudly, handed it to Chen Yao, and said: "I have a predestined relationship with the young master, so give this little object to the young master to play with."

"This..." Chen Yao didn't want to receive rewards for nothing, but wanted to return the rattle, but the old man waved his hand, turned and pointed to the deep alley next to him, where the end of the red rope was connected to the end of the deep alley just now.

"If you go far, it will be difficult to find."

The old man patted Chen Yao on the shoulder, turned around and walked into the crowd. Chen Yao was about to ask who the old man was, but when he turned around, there was no one.