Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

Two or three days later, when the sky was clear, I painted Laoyao on the top and pressed the swollen calf on Tu’s sister-in-law, so that all of her forehead was sweaty. Ayin brought fresh lychees in, thinking that Tu’s sister-in-law would not be able to eat it cold. , He put it aside and said, “Fang squirts through the ice water, and let it dry before eating.”

Sister-in-law Tu had bare calves and was very embarrassed. She only smiled shyly: “Lao Ayin is here.”

Ayin leaned over to look at her, and gave a couple of distressed: “Look at this leg, it’s swollen like a radish, and there is a pit under one finger.”

Sister-in-law Tu rubbed her stomach and sighed with a smile: “This is how a woman’s house is, she suffers.” She paused, and then said: “This is my experience this time. Later, Girl Ayin has a body, I can take care of it more or less.”

A Yin hurriedly waved his hand, straightened up and stretched his slender waist, and laughed: “Don’t, I’m not so lucky.”

Sister-in-law Tu didn’t know what she was doing for a living, so she smiled lovingly only when she was ashamed of a little girl. The youngest Tu’s head hooked his head, and did not answer to joking, only a new line said: “How about nineteen? I didn’t see her all morning.”

“I was about to tell you,” Ah Yin folded his arms, “You will be free in a while, come to the yard, I have something to ask you.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and twisted a few lychees, gathered them like a walnut, and greeted his sister-in-law Tu with a smile before moving out.

Just after slapped the wind twice, Tu Laoyao pulled the door out, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, pulled the trouser tube, and Dala sat down on the stone bench next to the grape rack: “What’s wrong?”

The hot head hit him so that his nose is not his nose and his eyes are not eyes.

“It’s been two months since the 19th Kungfu exercise. I haven’t seen any improvement. I’m looking for you to think about it.” Ayin peeled off a lychee, and the crystal clear flesh was reflected in the flying jade hands.

It’s up to him to think about it, but casually, he didn’t expect anything from him.

Knowing it, yelling, the youngest Tu’s face was wrinkled, like an old pug: “Sure, let me think about it.”

He is not used to other people asking him to use his brains, especially grandma Yinda who is so nice and irritable, as if he is very worthy of him, so he racked his brains to make a suggestion.

“Can’t think of it.” Squeezing his brain clean, the villain in his heart knocked on the empty skull, making a bang.

A Yin snorted and stuffed the lychee into her mouth as expected, with her tongue clasped and her cheeks bulging slightly, and said vaguely: “I ask you, what was the situation when she used the spell last time?”

“Ma’ershan, the beast, we are dying. She,” Tu’s youngest man lifted his white jacket, “deformed.”

“Pig brain.” Ayin rolled his eyes, hating iron for not making steel, “Is that we going to die? It’s Li Shixi who is going to die.”

“Yes, yes.” Tu’s youngest replies hurriedly. The scorching sun made his ears dizzy, but the aunt in front of him was holding several refreshing lychees, and he didn’t give him a single one.

Seeing him staring eagerly, Ah Yin finally handed one out, tempting him in a good manner: “That’s it. As the saying goes,’learning has no bounds and working hard to make a boat’, what does it mean? Doesn’t it mean to have to suffer and to be forced, and to be forced out? Potential. She has such a comfortable life now, where is the desire to kill and overwhelm her? We might as well put her in that critical situation and give it a try.”

The youngest Tu Yao was still thinking about “learning the sea” or “boat”, and he didn’t know if it was such a usage. After comprehending for a while, feeling that there is some truth, he asked: “Then, who is going to assassinate Li Shiyi?”

His head is sticking to his neck, and he is in stage fright from the strands of hair to the heels.

Ayin curled his brows and akimbo: “When did I say I was going to kill Li Xi’an?”

Tu Yaoyao blinked.

Ayin laughed angrily, and slapped the remaining lychees on the table with a “hum”, playing the piano to the cow.

The youngest Tu finally reacted, grabbing her irritated flying silk, and pulling her back, with a flash of inspiration to the soul: “I have a way, I have it.”

Ayin squinted at him, her mouth stubbornly noncommittal.

The youngest Tu was mysterious, grinning and shaking his legs: “Grandma Yin, please be fine.”

On the second day, Song Nineteen rested at noon. The door panel was slapped. She wrapped her close-fitting cotton skirt and went to open the door with sleepy eyes, but when she heard a gust of wind, she was smeared from the threshold by the youngest girl and Ayin. She stood up and pushed her against the dressing table. Ayin was holding the red perm brazier, with anxious sweat on her face: “It’s amazing!”

Song Nineteen was startled, and the youngest Tu squatted down and put the new leather shoes wrapped in oilcloth on her feet: “Something happened!”

Song Nineteen hurriedly turned her head, and Ayin held her face back with a palm, involuntarily curling her hair, and instructed the youngest Tu: “Replace the rouge and gouache I brought and put it on.”

With a sigh of relief, a burnt smell floated from the smoking hair, and Song Jiu was anxious, pulling Ayin’s wrist, and saying, “Why…what’s the matter?”

Ayin rolled her head in twos, and moved the two sides smoothly. He picked up the Luo Zidai that Tu’s youngest had just opened, and leaned over to draw Song Shiji’s eyebrows delicately: “Li Xi has gone for a blind date.”

Blind date? ! Song Nineteen widened his eyelids, and opened his lips to allow Ah Yin to finish the two strokes of the grease.

Her mouth was dry and her tongue fluctuated sharply, her chest undulating sharply, as if she had slept for a long time, her heart flustered and short of breath. It took a while before she moved her nose and cautiously confirmed: “What’s the meaning of a blind date?”

Ayin put her makeup on, pulled her into the screen, looked at her silly and stupid, simply sighed and put on her dress for her, satisfactorily looked up and down, and together with Tu’s youngest general, it was like a misfortune. Song 19, struck by lightning, was crammed into the car in twos or twos.

The foreign car was rushing on the road violently. Song Nineteen’s heart was like a tire smashed by a stone. She was very uneasy. She managed to calm down a little bit, and then said: “What is she going to go on a blind date? “

Ayin flashed her eyes and looked away, deceiving the little girl again and again, and the thunder she had gathered was enough to clean up the eighteenth generation of her ancestors.

The youngest Tu was heartbroken, thinking that if I don’t go to **** and who goes to hell, he said loudly: “When I’m old, I want to have a family, I’m going to have a baby, but I’m not going to have a blind date!”

Song Jiu frowned and bit his lower lip helplessly.

Not long after the car stopped at a fashionable Western-style crossroad, Tu Yaoyao gently pushed Song Jiu down, and together with her looked up at the noble door face on the side of the road. It was a Western-style coffee shop with parasols, glass doors and diamond windows, and the waiters at the door also wore tuxedos and top hats, which looked very classy.

Tu Laoyao tapped the toe of the cloth shoe. Seeing this posture, the humbleness in his bones became haunted again, and he didn’t dare to move forward at all. Ayin leaned back lazily on the side of the car, touched Song Jiu’s face, and said, “You go in by yourself.”

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: “If you can’t beat it, call me again.”

Song Nineteen raised his ears like a cat, glanced at Ah Yin’s face, and nodded.

The layout of the coffee shop is very regular, with square decks, tofu blocks arranged neatly, scarlet sebum sofas lined with marble countertops, dark green small table lamps shining pearly, and they are placed underneath. A not very bright candle cup, except for reflecting the extravagance of the overhead crystal lamp, seems to be useless.

Li Shiyi retracted his gaze from the poor candlelight, clasped a small box of foreign matches with his slender, white fingers, and knocked it lightly on the table.

At the moment, she has Erlang’s legs, sitting upright, and she is lazy and elegant. The young gentleman opposite is dressed in an off-white suit with a triangle scarf tucked into her chest pocket. His short hair is neat and meticulous, and even his nails are very trimmed. It is decent.

With a polite and cordial smile, he took a sip of the coffee, softer than a sip, and slowly let it go before he said: “I just said that Miss Li is a southerner.”

Li Shiyi frowned his slender eyebrows, and slightly impatiently rolled the match in his palm. The youngest Tu babbled with her early in the morning about the business. It was the cousin of Tu’s sister-in-law. Because of the wealth of the family, she only looked down on others and looked down on him. She was urged to give up her disguise and dress decently. It’s not easy to lose the share of Tu’s youngest.

Although Li Shiyi didn’t quite understand his relationship with Tu’s youngest member, but he unconsciously compromised with the gentle and watery gaze of Tu’s sister-in-law.

However, the man on the opposite side asked her what she drank and what she ate when she came in. She talked about coffee and asked her birthplace. She also talked about her birthday when she was about to be old. At first, she thought that rich people had many taboos. Feeling wrong.

She gave an inaudible “tsk”, about to get up to take her coat and leave. Just when she turned her head, she heard a pretty voice: “Li Shi!”

She raised her eyebrows, and the shadow enveloped her. As soon as the fragrant wind disturbed the beautiful woman, Song Jiu took the skirt and sat next to her, keeping a palm of her hand.

She was calling her, but she was not looking at her, half-opened and half-closed looking at the opposite man. The man was a little startled, but his good upbringing didn’t make him fluctuate. He even slightly nodded, and after condensing the surprised look, he smiled and said hello.

“This is?” He looked at Li Xi.

Li Shiyi glanced at Song Shijiu, and the tip of his tongue scraped lightly on the upper jaw, and a few words popped out: “Sister, nineteen.”

As soon as Song Jiu’s chest swelled, his teeth bit the corner of his mouth and turned to look at her.

In the past, she always said that she was her cousin. She was very happy at that time, but now it is not full of taste.

The man raised his brows “Oh”: “Miss Nineteen.”

Who allows you to call my girl. Song Jiu pursed his mouth, his sharp chin was bulging, and the gully was crisscrossed with grievances and anger. The aggrieved person seemed to be Li Shiyi’s indifferent “sister”, but it was Li Shiyi’s well-cut dress who was angry.

The hair was combed smoothly and neatly, and the surface was as smooth as a stream of water. The clothes and pants were all brand new, and they were also equipped with small leather shoes with short heels. Without the disguise, her eyes were dangling in the old wine, and her face was expressionless. As long as she smiled, she would be intoxicated with a little smile.

She lowered her head and unconsciously wanted to touch something. When she raised her hand, she only touched the coffee in front of Li Shiyi. She held it up like a rescuer, but when she saw the man on the opposite side raised her hand and held it down, she apologized: “This cup is for eleven, latte. I will order another one for the nineteenth girl.”

He said, handing the wine list to Song XIX, and said with a smile: “The cappuccino here is also good.”

An eleven, a nineteen girl, she didn’t quite understand what was pulling and what was stuck, she obviously knew how to read, but the characters on the wine list looked like an earthworm crawling, and the twists were very distorted.

The more she watched, the more upset she became, and simply handed back the list, still holding Li Shi’s coffee without letting go: “I will drink this, will it be possible?”

The last three words are for Li Shi. Li Shi half leaned on the deck and looked at her, raising half of his eyebrows: “Sure.”

The fashionable coffee shop, the weird gentleman, and the sudden appearance of Song Shiji and Li Shiyi took a few things lightly. It is not difficult to see who is behind this one.

The man did not feel offended because of Song Jiu’s arrival, or said that the small episode could not match his interest in Li Shi. Speaking.

Li Shixi buried his head, still playing with the matchbox, thinking about how to find an excuse to say goodbye, but he looked up and was stunned for three or two seconds.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the unconscious man in front of her. She was still in high spirits with a poem in her belly, and when she spoke of rising, she had the slight gesture of waving her fingers gently. But the skin on his hand seemed to be constantly sucked by the water pump, and every inch of it became dry, and the wrinkles were like dead skin floating on the surface, extending from his fingers to the wrist, spreading all over the raised neck of his Adam’s apple, eroding. The corner of his eye is arrogant.

His hair, his dark and thick hair, bloomed early in a flash, and the clouds were white on the temples, seeming to be overwhelmed by the weight of Frost and Snow, and his youthful spirit was overwhelmed.

He seemed to be abruptly beaten by the sudden aging, closed his eyes and shook his head, cleared his throat, and the next second he met Li Shiyi’s tightly closed thin lips.

Li Shiyi blinked his eyes, and seeing the old man who had just been twilight turned upside down, he quickly returned to his first appearance, and even backed up a little bit, then back again, and replaced the hard stubble on the top of his lips with it. Soft fluff.

All changes come too fast, like a revolving lantern that switches quickly.

As soon as Li Shiyi’s jaw was closed, the alarm bell rang, and she hurriedly glanced at Song Shijiu. She lowered her head slightly without joy and anger, still holding the remaining temperature of the coffee in her left hand, and resting her right hand on her knee, her palm facing towards On the top, the five fingers emptied together and made a motion that looked like holding a ball.

The lines on her palm seemed to be filled with blue Yingying liquid, wandering around like tangled threads, clustered into a small group of pale blue gleams in the palm of her hand, Li Shiyi looked at her movements and glanced at nothing. The man who knew, Song Jiu neatly turned his fingers to the right, and he quickly became old, Song Jiu turned his five fingers to the left, and he actually started to become young again.

With such overlaps and changes, the man was already in a trance, and his speech turned upside down.

The effect of time is strangely acting on him, making his back chill. Fortunately, there are no people in the cafe at the moment, and the backrest is high. If someone sees him, I am afraid that he will immediately scream in his throat.

Song Jiu tilted his face and glanced at Li Eleven. Her long curly hair concealed her exquisitely crafted face. The blush in the corners of her eyes didn’t know if it was caused by Ah Yin, or she was born at this moment, ghostly and enchanting. , As if the phoenix about to spread its wings, revealing the unparalleled pride.

This is not Song XIX.

With a soft “pop”, the phoenix wings at the end of the eyes buckled quickly, and lay back docilely. Song Jiu opened his black and white eyes and looked down at his hand.

Li Shiyi just put his hands over her hands calmly, her palms pressed against her, her fingers were firmly clasped, and her practice was cut off like a power failure.

She did not look at Song Jiu, only curled her eyebrows to look at the man who returned to normal, pinched Song Jiu with her fingers, and then stood up apologetically: “I am unaccompanied.”

As soon as the voice fell, her hand grabbed Song Jiu’s wrist and led her into the bathroom with a faint expression.

With a “click”, the narrow compartment was locked. Li Shixi relaxed and leaned his back against the wall. On the opposite side was Song Shiji, who was smashing the eggplant. She put one hand back in her pocket, while still turning the matchbox with the other, rustling. The sound of the sound rises and falls in the dim space with the breath of the two people, seeming to miss the movement if you don’t pay attention.

She didn’t question anything, didn’t even plan to speak, but waited patiently for Song Jiu to calm down. Song Jiu always sticks to her, but at this moment he consciously takes a half step back and sticks himself to the wall. Looking at the slightly bent knee of Li Shiyi’s right leg opposite, his right hand is holding the skirt, and the back of his hand is shaking slightly.

She opened her hand, wiped it **** the skirt, and caught it again. Her mood was terribly complicated, both the excitement of learning, the sadness of not being dismissed, the nervousness of fearing Li Shiyi’s irritation, and even the shyness of being in the same room for the two of them.

Several spirits of the Eight Immortals jumped up and down in her mind like crossing the sea, fighting one after another, and finally witnessed the sadness of Li Shixi’s blind date gaining the upper hand, causing her to stand alone with her mouth pursed.

After a while, she heard the person above her head sigh slightly and whispered: “I didn’t know it beforehand.”

Song Jiu raised his eyes suddenly, and Li Shiyi looked at her and repeated it again.

“I have no idea.”