Yun Zimo was really curious about her and Wuyou's affairs, so he asked her how she got into trouble and whether she was also injured.
But Wushuang didn't say a word.
Yun Zimo became more and more curious, but had no choice but to give up questioning.
Then he talked about the scenery and people in the capital, his friends, and some interesting things at home. He talked about whatever came to his mind and rambled on for a while.
As expected, Wushuang didn't make fun of him.
No matter what he said, she listened quietly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Yun Zimo was so sleepy that he couldn’t hold on any longer. His head kept clicking like a chicken pecking at rice, so he lay on the bed string and said, “Let me lie down and say, if you want to sleep, call me...then
I'll go back to sleep, and you can rest too."
"Yeah." Wushuang responded.
"Where did you just talk?" Yun Zimo yawned, then remembered that Yun Zichen was afraid of women, and then started talking about the history of women's fear.
Originally, when he was sitting, he could barely keep himself up, but when he lay down like this, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell asleep while talking.
Wushuang glanced at him and then looked at the sky outside.
It's not even the fourth watch yet, and it's still some time before dawn.
She's not sleepy yet.
She raised her hand to push Yun Zimo awake, but seeing that he was really tired, she took her hand back, pulled the blanket from the inside of the bed and threw it on him.
The anxiety and worries in my heart seemed to dissipate a little.
Wushuang lay back, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
…
On the second day, Yun Zimo was woken up by someone.
"Master, Master, why are you sleeping here?" The woman's voice was full of doubts.
Yun Zimo rubbed his eyes, and then he saw clearly that he was lying next to Wushuang's bed and fell asleep.
At this time, Qingfeng stood outside the screen and looked at him with wide eyes.
Next to Yun Zimo stood the woman hired to look after Wu Shuang.
Yun Zimo was stunned for a while, and then reacted slowly. It seemed that he was talking last night, and then he fell asleep because he was too sleepy to hold on.
Wushuang had already woken up, and his expression was as indifferent as usual, "I'm going to change the dressing, you go out."
Yun Zimo: "..."
He stood up, turned and walked away.
When they arrived in the yard, Qingfeng helped Yun Zimo beat her stiff shoulders and whispered: "How come this Wushuang girl doesn't know what's good? Young Master, you took care of her all night, what's her tone?"
"Okay." Yun Zimo moved his neck, "She's always been like that, and you didn't know it until today. Don't talk too much... I'm hungry."
"My subordinates have prepared breakfast. You can use it after you take a shower."
"good."
Next, Yun Zimo washed up and had breakfast.
I originally planned to visit the sea market outside Yuezhou City today, but I didn't sleep well, so I naturally gave up and went back to the house to catch up on some sleep.
What Yun Zimo didn't expect was that from that day on, Wu Shuang changed his gender and had to ask himself to talk every day.
How could Yun Zimo have so many things to chat with her about?
But I stopped working in three or two days.
Early that morning, just as Yun Zimo was about to go out, he heard Wu Shuang calling him.
He stepped to Wushuang's window and said, "I'm going out. If you're really bored, I'll help you find a storyteller to tell you."
Wushuang refused: "No."
"Then I'll find you a singer."
"no."
Yun Zimo took a deep breath: "Then do you like to listen to operas? I'll invite a theater troupe to come?"
"No." Wushuang raised her eyes and looked at him: "I want you."
This statement is somewhat ambiguous.
Wu Shuang frowned after speaking.
Yun Zimo also opened his mouth in surprise, but quickly reacted: "But I have said everything I can say, I can't just tell those things over and over again, right?"
"Why not?" Wushuang said, "I don't mind those who listen, but you, the one who speaks, don't want to do it anymore?"
Yun Zimo: "..."
"I'm going to the yard to bask in the sun." Wushuang looked at him: "Take me out."
Yun Zimo said with a serious expression: "I really can't tell stories."
"I know."
Wushuang said calmly: "I don't want you to tell a story, I want you to talk, you can say whatever you want."
Yun Zimo: "..."
He hasn't gone out for several days and hasn't seen much of the excitement in Yuezhou City.
And today is the Poseidon Festival.
Didn't he travel a long way to Yuezhou City just to watch the Poseidon Festival?
How can you not go out today!
He tried to negotiate with Wushuangda, "Let's do this. I'll go out during the day and come back to talk to you at night."
"No. Right now."
Wushuang is obviously unreasonable.
She stood up from the bed and hopped to the door.
Yun Zimo couldn't care less, and quickly helped her steady, and asked with a troubled face: "What do you want? Today is the Poseidon Festival. If I miss it, I will have to wait another two years, and I will come in vain!"
"Poseidon Sacrifice?" Wushuang was stunned. He didn't know what he thought of, but he let go of Yun Zimo's hand, "It's up to you."
She covered her waist with one hand and jumped on one foot again to the bed.
As a result, it would be difficult for Yun Zimo to leave.
He suddenly remembered that Wushuang had not gone out for a long time. He only went out to bask in the yard every day. The only person he could talk to was himself. He would definitely be lonely and upset.
The Poseidon Festival is very lively.
I want to join in the fun, maybe Wushuang does too?
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly understood her a little bit.
He walked to Wushuang's bed and sat down, asking warmly: "How about I take you out?"
"Not going."
"This is the Poseidon Festival. It's very lively. If you miss it, you'll regret it." Yun Zimo tilted his head and looked at her: "I asked Qingfeng to reserve a seat in the restaurant with a good view. We don't have to crowd around. We can just sit upstairs.
Just watch it.”
"Then it's settled!"
Without waiting for Wushuang to object, he made his decision and called the woman outside to come in and help Wushuang change clothes.
Wushuang said coldly: "I won't go!"
"no!"
Yun Zimo laughed and said, "Don't you want me to talk to you? I can talk to you anytime when I go out... Well, your clothes are not bad. If you don't want to change, just leave like this."
He reached out and hugged Wushuang.
Wushuang shouted angrily: "I said I won't go, don't you understand?"
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment.
Wushuang often makes sarcastic remarks, but most of the time it is a habitual tone and does not reflect his mood.
At this moment, Yun Zimo could tell that she was really in a bad mood.
Is she unhappy because she has to go out?
Yun Zimo was silent for a moment and sighed: "Then I won't go either. I'll take you to the yard, and then I'll talk to you whatever you want to hear."
"No need!" Wushuang said coldly, "You don't have to worry about me, just do whatever you want."
Yun Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling Wushuang was a little strange.
She is no longer the Wushuang who teased him with words these past few days.
And as if someone had poked him into something, he immediately closed himself up.