Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

Ah Yin thought of her cold in A Luo’s cough, so she withdrew into A Luo’s arms peacefully.

If it doesn’t happen, it won’t happen. Is it possible that the overlord will make the bow hard? It seems that she is Meng Lang.

She yawned and fell asleep while smelling the medicine on Arrow’s body.

I slept comfortably during this sleep, the curled muscles and bones sprouted, and the fruit of tenderness and sweetness came out of itching and crisp. After spending a few days with her, Arrow made her ill nest healed, and his face was radiant, as if he had fallen into the candied fruit.

She watched Arrow write poems, paint, look at paintings, and look at her again. She remembered that she always wanted to raise a snow-white cub when she was young, and then she wanted to raise a mighty black cat, but when she was a child, she was poor, and then she followed her Master to leave her homeless, so she forgot this extravagant Xiao thought.

Now she looked at Aro, and felt that her pale cheeks were like a white rabbit, her satin hair was like a black cat, and her watery eyes were sugar snowballs she had greeted thousands of times, and even her eyelashes were bunches of hawthorns. The bamboo stick, she satisfied all her extravagant Xiao Xiang and retrieved all the lost desires for her.

In fact, I bought a lot of things later, such as clothes from the Kinmen Garment Bureau, double-headed abalone from Taiping Pavilion, and a cream made from sweet-scented osmanthus from Germany and scented with Indian sandalwood. But she has never had the satisfaction of “owning”. With Arrow at this moment, she seemed to have something of her own in the true sense, which made her love it and couldn’t move her eyes away.

As usual, A Luo had to take medicine with A Tao for half an hour every day. Although A Yin had a taste, he became a girlfriend because of it. He always had to be generous, and it was inconvenient to say anything.

At noon that day, she went downstairs and saw Li Shiyi sitting at the dining table and opening a jar of salted egg crab yolk sauce that the youngest member had brought along with her letter. Song Shiji bowed her head seriously and cut the paper.

Like fine sand, the crab roe was in the oil, bright like gold, the meat smelled over the lake and the sea, and it was naturally a first-class fragrance. Li Shiyi glanced at it and was about to close the lid. Seeing Ah Yin swallowing, he asked her, “Do you want to eat?”

The leftover rice in the morning is still in the kitchen, which is also very good to mix.

Ayin held his cheeks, shook his head and sat down: “No, I have gained weight these days.”

He was complaining, but a pair of peachy eyes squinted, and the spring breeze was triumphant with horseshoes.

Song Nineteen was happy to see, Ayin loves to talk nonsense, but he never lied.

Li Shiyi glanced at her: “Where is Arrow?”

Ayin’s left hand propped his temple, and he half-paralyzed in a lazy manner. At first, he laughed, and then stared at the index finger of his right hand drawn in a circle on the table: “Aro, our house…”

“I took the medicine, and I’m resting.”

She slipped the corner of her mouth. The saying “Aro, our house” made her very happy, and she even saw the old wood on the tabletop a little bit more energetic.

Song Jiu smiled, blinked at Li Shiyi a few times, shook his head and repeated in a low voice: “Aro, our house.”

Ayin straightened up, with arms folded on her chest, staring at her: “I loved learning since I was a child, but now I am older, and still looks like this.”

“You just put it in front of your eyes, what do you learn from me?” She winked, “You should say-‘our family eleven’, you learn to learn?”

She looked at her with a lot of time. Song Jiu’s ears were covered with pink, and she glanced at Li Shi’i. She couldn’t open her mouth anyway. She was quiet for a while, and the embarrassing atmosphere was silently spreading, and Ah Yin was proud. , But listened to a cold voice: “The wind and cold of Arrow in your house is not good yet?”

Ayin turned his head and saw Li Shiyi buckle the glass jar, and glanced lightly.

Ayin heard her overtones: “What?”

Li’s eleven fingers put his fingers on the iron lid, and three words came out from his thin lips: “Drinking Soul Whip.”

The fluff behind Ayin’s ear trembled, and her heart was upset, and she asked her, “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know what it means, but when she was taking the medicine yesterday, she vaguely heard these three words.” Li Shiyi said, “You should ask her.”

Ayin “hiss” raised her waist and frowned suspiciously: “She hasn’t been taking the medicine in the past two days, can you hear it?”

Li Shiyi lowered his eyes, turned his head slightly to the right, and said, “My sense of hearing seems to be becoming clearer.”

She could hear the ticking rain under the old bricks and tiles in the alley next door, the new mud from the corners of the eaves, and the footsteps that fell on the street when she returned from buying vegetables for five dollars, and… she He raised his head and glanced at Ah Yin, tucked a secret smile at the corner of his mouth.

The phrase “nothing” that a girl got when she was not ashamed or embarrassed.

She didn’t speak, but the corners of her mouth bent a little bit like the most straightforward words, making Ah Yin’s cheeks flushed instantly, blushing inexplicably, but also convincingly.

She raised her hand to hold her face, her palm pressed down the sudden shame, and did not dare to ask Li Shiyi any more. She only slammed the heel of her shoes on the spot, and whispered: “I’ll go here. Ask.”

After she finished speaking, regardless of the reaction of the two, she coughed and moved her shoulders upwards.

The disappearing shadow took away the irritating fragrance, and the hall became quiet again. Song Jiu smiled and retracted his eyes, still bowing his head as a paper-wrapper. The sound of paper cracking, like a hungry silkworm gnawing mulberry leaves, like an intermittent stopwatch, and all the whispers pointing to tranquility and tranquility. A cool shadow fell between the wandering fingers, she raised her head and ran into Li Shi’s eyes.

Li Shiyi stood beside her, supported the back of the chair behind her with his right hand, looked at her faintly, and said, “She’s gone.”

Song Nineteen didn’t know, so he put the paper man on his knees, raised his head and nodded: “Yeah.”

“It can be said.”

Li Shiyi’s throat was very soft, and it flashed past like a gentle light and shadow in her eyes. Song Jiu was stunned in her eyes, and he fell in the wind easily: “What are you talking about?”

“What do you mean?” Li Shiyi tilted his head slightly and asked her back.

In the ear was a sentence left by Ah Yin-“Our house, Li Xi, do you learn to learn?”

Song Jiu withdrew the eye wave, stretched out his hand to hold her cuff, and touched it a few times, and then a smile entered her eyes. She looked at Li Shixi with crooked eyebrows and didn’t speak, but just smiled.

Li Shiyi also smiled, lifted his hand from the back of the chair, scratched Song Shiji’s chin, and nodded gently: “I heard it.”

A faint smell of medicine floats on the second floor, smudging Gu Mu’s sense of age appropriately. Ayin opened the door. The inside was not as dark as the previous few days. The curtain was drawn a little bit, enough sunlight to open up the land. The interior was cut off by the smoke from the incense burner. Arrow stood in front of the brightest desk with his back facing away. Window lattice writing.

The long hair lay docilely on her back, in the shadow of the dark corners as if surrendered, only the small half of the sun shining could detect the ends of the restless hair, one or two slightly curled up, Her ghostly silence added some playfulness.

Ayin walked behind her, his eyes caught on this extraordinarily playful look.

After finishing the stroke of the pen, Arrow looked at Ah Yin, smiled softly, and said, “Morning.”

She is always polite to Ah Yin, but her politeness is full of ambiguity, which makes an out-of-date voice like a sentimental code word.

Ah Yin directly pierced Arrow’s secret words: “Two hours ago, when you woke up, that was the same sentence.”

Aro smiled, bowed his head and dipped the wolf into the ink.

Ayin didn’t want to go in circles with her, taking care of her movement of sleeves, and said, “When is your illness good?”

Arrow moved his wrist intently: “It has improved a lot in the past few days, and it will take me three or two days without medicine.”

Ayin let out a “Well”, put his back on the edge of the table with both hands, and asked her tentatively: “I will boil this medicine for you, will it work?”

Arrow’s movements paused, and he looked up at her.

Ain simply sat on the table, looked at her with his head, his brows piled up lightly, bit his lip, and then said, “Master Futi, we have said it before. I’m not righteous. I’ll be honest with you, right? ?”

She called “Master Futi” to the apex of A Luo’s heart, but her face was so sultry that her natural charm was picked up by the sun, and she swallowed her soul like a monster. Arrow put the pen down, picked up the silk on the side and gently wiped the ink stains between his fingers, and said in a low voice, “Don’t ask, I will tell you too.”

“It’s just that I don’t know how to speak.”

She lowered her neck slightly, her eyes fell on the wet ink, and she passed the words slowly, then looked up into Ah Yin’s eyes, and her chest sank.

Ayin suddenly felt an unprecedented panic in the action she was about to speak. She grabbed A Luo’s hand and raised her tone slightly: “What did you do?”

Her mind passed the words quickly: “Cultivating one’s body? Change your family status? Or… are you going to rebel?”

She took a deep breath, her face turned pale, and her voice was as fast as a beanie: “Don’t be stupid and do violent things. You can be your Lord Yama, so I can have a backer. ,you……”

Arrow’s thin shoulders trembled and smiled softly and cleanly. She shook her head: “It’s not for you, it’s me.”

Ayin’s hanging heart fell in half at once, and it was not hanging in the middle. She saw Aro pull out her hand and return to her neck, pulling her hair to one side, and then moving upwards. One by one, unbutton the robes of the robe.

The white and delicate skin spread out from the ink-colored robe, like a pair of fine Danqing is showing the mountains and dew, Ayin watched fixedly, breathing paused, and the tempted tension peeked from her slightly opened lips. When he came out, he just braved his head and was beaten to death by Arrow’s turn.

She emptied her eyes and looked at Arrow’s bare back in disbelief.

The curve of the waist is still as good as it is drawn in the painting. The shoulder blades hung on it like a butterfly wing. In the center is a shallow gully, and a reserved shadow is piled up between the suet jade-like texture. This should be a body that has been meticulously crafted, if you can ignore the messy scars above it.

The scar is already very shallow, with a faint red on the edge, which is the tenderness of the newly grown flesh, but Ayin looked at the width of the scar, with the shape of the cross winding all over it, it is not difficult to imagine the person in front of it. What kind of torture has been suffered.

She squeezed her hand, took a deep breath and let it go. She didn’t move her fingers, and she didn’t even have the courage to touch her. She just pressed her tightly against her slightly trembling thigh, and her lips were pressed and pressed again to make her tone appear. Not so blunt: “This is… Drinking Soul Whip?”

A Luo was taken aback, turned half of his face, looked at the corner of Ah Yin’s restrained mouth, and nodded for a while.

“I originally had a marriage.”

When the conversation started, Ah Yin’s face turned pale. She raised her eyes to look at her, and even the flustered expression forgot to manage.

A Luo calmed her with his eyes: “Taishan Mansion palms the spirits of the Three Realms, and the gods covet it. More than six hundred years ago, the Tushan Fox tribe asked for marriage to Taishan Mansion, and Lingheng promised me to Tushan. In 1967, it was recorded on the family register.”

She lowered her eyes: “Aheng asked me, I didn’t meet you at that time.”

I didn’t meet one sentence, and wrapped Ayin’s fallen heart, still stained with dust, and it was painfully stained.

Arrow said: “I don’t want to marry now.”

She moved her eyelashes, and Ah Yin saw a little arrogance and dignity that was well hidden. This pride made her only able to talk about it, and she didn’t want to mention anything in the meantime.

After returning to Taishan Mansion, she requested an order to retreat from the mansion, and was sentenced to eighty-one soul-drinking. She was still suspicious when she knelt at the center of the torture platform. The pain of shaving the flesh makes the Buddha weep and the ghost cries.

She is the underworld by the yellow spring, and where does it come from three souls and seven souls.

Until the thick-fingered whip fell on her back for the first time, she clearly saw a silhouette like herself trembling from her eyebrows in the pain of splitting liver and gallbladder, and she yelled a trembling sound from the side of Huangquan. Wailing.

The underworld moves, the Yama punishes, the ghosts are afraid, and the Taishan is withered.

She lay on the ground in a cold sweat, and thousands of fires seemed to be on her back, which made her mind tremble, and she couldn’t say a word. The heart-piercing pain didn’t even dare to breathe hard, so she could only think about it dullly with her **** lips.

Recalling the soul that had just been intact, recalling the tears that fell on the letter paper, recalling that when I saw the cockfighting girl by the Naihe Bridge, there was a heavy tremor in my chest, as if something was taking root.

The sunlight pouring in like silk threads in front of you.

Aluo’s amber eyeballs were shining, reflecting the stunned girl in a perfect and tolerant manner. She stretched out her right hand and touched Ain Fenghua’s cheek with her fingertips, and said to her: “You cried out of me. soul.”

The sorrow and sorrow in Ayin’s heart rose. It turned out that her moaning and gasping that day was due to the medicine. It turned out that she had treated her badly, but she had always been determined and tolerant to the maximum. She began to restrain her. I thought about how she could hardly support Li Shiyi when he called A Luo back, but she hurried back to her without stopping.

She didn’t want her to be aware of her distance and birth score, because she was afraid that she would be worried, but she was as careless as she wanted, believing that even Xiao Nineteen had seen a flaw in the wind and cold.

Ayin bit her lower lip, not wanting or crying.

So Feng Qingyun calmly let go of her tortured lips, trying to say something, she digged her heart out, but she didn’t have any decent words. She looked up, but saw A Luo staring at her for a long time, too quiet.

Ayin took a sigh of relief and asked her, “What are you looking at me for?”

Arrow said: “Afraid.”

“What are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid you feel bad.” Arrow smiled lightly, “I’m afraid you don’t feel bad.”

A Yin’s heart twitched, and asked her with her chin stretched: “Then what did you see?”

Arora smiled with her hand as she wished: “You feel bad, and I am afraid that I will see you feel bad.”