Taibai into the moon

Chapter 12

Yun Qichen insisted on sleeping on the ground.It is said that the death bed is unlucky.Huairou only thinks that he is full and free.

Huairou looked up and looked at the ceiling.Xie Yi and him slept on the other side with their feet crossed, breathing evenly, it seemed that they were already fast asleep.Tilting your head to the right, you can see the bulging quilt on the ground by the moonlight, which is cloud and dust.

Not knowing if he slept or not, Huairou murmured to himself.Why didn't I expect to be rewarded for nothing?Could it be... Is it because I have been under the fence for a long time that I take charity for granted?

What Huairou cares most about is that she has no memory and can only stay in Niaosongjian.Although Jianzhu was kind to him, he gave Qingfeng Tower to him, and let Xie Yi recognize him as his master.

But... Did I trouble them for three years?But a person of unknown origin.How can I repay the kindness that Jianzhu has shown me?

Although others don't mention it, Huairou panics every time she thinks that she has no roots like a duckweed. No one in the world has parents and brothers, even this dead son has parents who clean the house for him.

"Brother Huairou, are you asleep?" Yun Qichen interrupted Huairou's thinking, turned over to face Huairou.

Huairou was startled by his sudden voice: "No."

It's too dark here, Huairou can't see Yun Qichen's expression.

"Brother Huairou, the environment here is really rough, I can't sleep. Otherwise, why don't you play a tune for me?"

Yun Qichen's voice came from the darkness, still as unreliable as ever.

Huairou moved her hand under the quilt, caressing the jade flute on her waist.

"I won't." Huairou withdrew her hand.

In fact, Huairou played this flute many times, but no one could hear it.Huairou didn't know what the reason was, maybe it was because the spirit weapon recognized its owner.Since others couldn't hear her, Huairou never blew in front of others except when necessary.If someone asks, Huairou will say

Yun Qichen seemed to have known that he would say this a long time ago, and said: "Then lend me your flute, and I will play it for you."

"I……"

"I really like the flute, but I have never been able to afford it." Yun Qi looked miserable, and said again: "Brother Huairou's flute is really good. I fell in love with it immediately."

"..." Having reached this point, Huairou opened his mouth and swallowed the original words again.

Huairou thought to himself that since others can't hear the sound, can it mean they can't blow it too?

Huairou took out the mountain ghosts, and each of them stretched out a hand to pass it over.

Yun Qichen picked up the flute in a dignified manner, looked at it carefully, and then put it to his lips.Huairou thought he couldn't blow it, so he returned it to himself.Unexpectedly, what he said was really a compliment.

Fortunately, others couldn't hear this flute, otherwise Xie Yi would definitely jump up and complain.

"You... shut up!" Huairou didn't know why she believed his nonsense.

But the one who likes the flute very much is playing happily now, how can he stop just as he says.

The sound was blown intermittently, the breath was a mess, and the hands were pressed very fast, flamboyantly, but in fact there were not many accurate notes.Huairou got a headache from his blowing.

Finally, Yun Qichen finished blowing.

"Well, how do I play?"

Huairou looked at this self-righteous and self-satisfied person, and immediately became angry: "No, how, what, what!"

Yun Qichen looked at the flute in his hand, and said brazenly: "Impossible, you see that kid Xie Yi is still sleeping so soundly, if it sounds bad, he would have woken up long ago."

As Yun Qichen talked, he seemed to think of something, and said: "You don't want to avenge your own private revenge, thinking that I left without saying goodbye?"

"Hmph, I hate you..." Huairou was halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Yun Qichen saw that he stopped halfway, thought he couldn't speak, and said with a smile: "What do you think of me?"

Huairou looked at Yun Qichen, and under the moonlight, he roughly saw a silhouette, a sitting silhouette.

"Can you hear what you're blowing?" Huairou asked.

No one could hear this flute except himself, but Yun Qichen heard it today.

Yun Qichen didn't react, he was playing with the flute, and asked in confusion: "Of course I can hear it, I played it myself."

Yun Qichen stroked the body of the flute, which had been missing for many years.At this time, holding it again in the hand, a sense of satisfaction inevitably arises.

The room was so dark that Yun Qichen couldn't see Huairou's face.If he could see it, he would be able to see the surprise in Huairou's eyes, mixed with a little surprise.There are worries, puzzles, sadness and happiness.

So many emotions mixed in a pair of eyes.

Huairou didn't speak for a long time, Yun Qichen didn't know what happened.

"Brother Huairou?" Yun Qichen called out.

Huairou didn't speak, Yun Qichen was rather strange, and called out again.

"Huairou?"

Huairou still didn't speak, only shallow breathing.

"Waiting..."

"Go to sleep." Huairou turned over and lay down.

"Mountain ghost!"

Huairou thought the flute would return to her, but after waiting for a while, it didn't.

Oops!Yun Qichen quickly put the flute on the ground.

In Yun Qichen's hands, the mountain ghost didn't listen to Huairou's call.Yun Qichen pretended not to know, and lay down on his own.

The two of them tossed and tossed until midnight, and they were both tired.Besides, everyone had something on their minds and fell asleep after a while.

Day two.

Xie Yi got up early in the morning, Huairou and Yunqichen were both still asleep.

Strange……

Xie Yi looked at Master, Master always got up earlier than himself on weekdays, why is he not getting up like Uncle Yun today?

Xie Yi carefully crossed Yun Qichen and went to get the medicine jar from the car.The medicine has to be boiled for a long time, and it has to be boiled before breakfast.As soon as the curtain of the car was pulled, Tuanzi jumped out of it.

"Hey! Where are you going!?"

"Meow..."

The dumpling yelled and ran away.

"Young man, are you awake?" The old man came out of the vegetable field, holding freshly dug vegetables in his hand.Looking at Xie Yi, he said with a smile.

It was only during the day that Xie Yi saw it for real. Although the old man was very thin, he was very kind.

Xie Yigong saluted neatly and said, "Get up, old man."

The old man was taken by Xie Yi

Xie Yi smiled and said: "Old man, Uncle Yun has some hidden illnesses, can I make some medicine here?"

Hearing this, the old man immediately nodded in agreement, and went to pick up some firewood.

Yun Qichen was awakened by the smell of Xie Yi's boiling medicine outside, the smell was really strong, he had smelled it a lot these days, and he was afraid to avoid it.

Huairou stood up and straightened her clothes, then turned around to see that Huairou was still sleeping.He usually wakes up early, and today is the first time Huairou sees him falling asleep during the day.

It is already November and it is very cold outside.

Huairou covered the bed with the original quilt, which was very thin.It was so dark yesterday, Yun Qichen didn't notice how thin the quilt turned out to be.

Yun Qichen picked up the quilt he had made, picked off the straw on it, and lightly changed it on Huairou's body.

Yun Qichen sighed helplessly, and said, "Why don't you know whether it's warm or cold?"

Yun Qichen covered the quilt, and brushed aside the broken hair on Huairou's forehead.Taking a deep look at the person on the bed, he turned and left the room.

The author has something to say: Ah Rou is so lonely, these years.