In an old and widely circulated nursery rhyme in Wangquezhou, it is mentioned that in an era so long ago that even Emperor Xuan Cang felt that it was far away, there was once a moon palace above the nine heavens, and a glazed well inside the moon palace. The clear brilliance of the moon
They are all its well water. Wherever the moonlight reaches, every detail of the well water appears. And every moonlit night on earth, there will always be curious fairies in colorful clothes, peeking into the well to see the common things in the world, the joys and sorrows of the world.
At this time, if the moon palace in the nursery rhyme is still there, and the fairy who is infatuated with the mortal world is still there, then the man in the moon only needs to glance here lightly, and he can see a wall man and a girl in a small window.
A layman.
The beauty with bright eyes and good gaze lowered her eyelids slightly, while the man with regular eyebrows lowered his head and said nothing.
The moonlight was like water, the night was quiet, and the two people in front of the window were silent for a while.
Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Rong who lowered his head and was busy with his mouth, narrowed his fox eyes, and said softly: "Let's just be good friends now, okay? Don't think of me as a little girl, I'm not little..."
Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly swallowed the food, nodded and said: "Okay! It's a deal!"
Seeing Zhao Rong's embarrassed look, Su Xiaoxiao smiled lightly.
Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the first time she has taken the initiative in front of him. She has been bullied by him before. It turns out that this bad guy is sometimes afraid.
The little fox demon bit her pink lips lightly, and suddenly became self-sufficient in certain things that manipulated men's mentality. After all, she was a woman from the fox tribe. Even though she had no experience in love, she was born with racial talent in this area.
In fact, she wasn't very sure why she cared so much about the difference between friends and relatives between the two. She only had some vague feelings in her heart, telling her that she must choose the former.
She had listened to the words of her grandmother who had gone to Duyou City since she was a child, and never paid attention to men who took the initiative to approach her. Over the years, she had only taken the initiative to get close to two scholars.
One was the handsome scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam and stayed overnight in Poguan. However, at that time, she took the initiative to show up with the idea of a romantic encounter. Before she could say anything, she was so frightened that the other person ran away.
The other one was the scholar in front of her who was just an ordinary-looking scholar in the eyes of the Fox clan. Although when they first met in a bookstore, she thought he was just like other men who couldn't control their eyes. His eyes were very annoying to her.
On the boat, she even felt that he was a bad person with bad intentions when he took the initiative to mess with her, so she avoided him and didn't want to have anything to do with him.
but.
That day above the sea of clouds, on the deck of the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry, with everyone watching indifferently, as if watching the excitement, and no one intervened, she was in the Yuanying realm that made her feel terrible when she thinks about it now, and gave her nightmares from time to time.
Under the great monk's sword, he and he were the only one who slowly walked out from the crowd. His steps were staggered by the swaying of the ferry and the pressure of the terrifying swordsman's breath in the air, but his direction remained unchanged and unwavering.
stood in front of her.
She knelt on the ground and raised her head, with a few tears hanging on her cheeks. She looked blankly at the thin and trembling back in front of her. His right hand was holding the hilt of the sword tightly, and his fingertips were white.
, but the waist of a mortal is still straight. She knows that she is still likely to die, but there is an extra stupid scholar with no cultivation to be buried with her, in exchange for a moment of rest, she feels very guilty, but she also
She was very happy. She knew she shouldn't be happy, but she just couldn't help it.
The image of a weak back in front of her was like a ray of warm midday sun on Qiantang Mountain, shattering the last trace of despair in her heart, and like a thick high wall blocking her from the tide of indifference coming from all directions.
Isn't it because I secretly ran out to find my grandma because she was the only person in the world who loved me and treated me well?
I like to read novels about talented people and beautiful women, and take the initiative to "encounter" scholars in the middle of the night. Isn't it because I want to meet a reliable man and exchange one heart for another?
They all just want to be "cared about".
After being rescued by him on the ferry, she had no idea of committing herself to him, because to her, the love she had never experienced should be a very solemn and serious thing, rather than being given to others casually.
, as a gift in return, given randomly.
How can you let others cherish something that you don't cherish yourself?
After getting off the boat, she "secretly" followed Zhao Rong, firstly to try her best to repay the kindness, and secondly because she was a road fool and didn't know the way to Duyou City at all.
Even though she had been bullied by the bad guy along the way, she didn't feel too uncomfortable. At most, she would hate him a little when she was first bullied, but she would get over it soon, even if he didn't come to comfort her.
, she would also mutter about Zhao Rong after a while, and slowly forgive him in her heart.
Because she knows that the bad guy in front of her should be one of the only two people in this world who cares about her.
She originally thought that she and Zhao Rong would be like good friends and fight all the way to Duyou City. However, for some reason, after mistakenly thinking that he and the man named Lin Wenruo had a special relationship beyond friendship a few days ago, she
Suddenly, she felt a sense of disappointment in her heart of having something she loved taken away, and some indescribable strange feelings. She suddenly panicked and was at a loss. She subconsciously hid herself and said her blessings to them happily on the surface.
if.
This is the first time she has hidden her emotions. In the past, the expression on her face was an accurate meter. She laughed when she was happy and cried when she was wronged. There was no need for any cover-up. It felt very uncomfortable to wear a mask.
Although the misunderstanding was resolved later, she still felt scared for a while. She told herself that this was because she didn't want to lose her good friend. If the other person found someone he liked, he would no longer care about her as before.
So she hurried to pick fruits for her good friend, learned to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for him, and caught fireflies in the flower forest. She wanted to please and please him, but she didn't expect that tonight, in the dark room, she heard him say that he had always regarded her as his sister.
Finally, that strange smell and feeling of emptiness came over me again.
You bastard Zhao Rong, you promised to be good friends who fight together, but why do you try to come up with all kinds of weird things for me? It really doesn’t make me worry, can’t you be as good as me? You are single-minded.
Treat good friends well...
Zhao Rong didn't expect that the little fox demon under the moonlight had so many thoughts. Seeing her staring blankly at his face without speaking, Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes. Seeing that she didn't respond, he muttered in his mouth and moved his hand again.
It covered her white forehead.
"You, what are you doing?" a voice said weakly.
Zhao Rong took back his hand, looked at her resentful eyes, and felt no embarrassment. He said confidently: "Why are you crazy again? How many times have I told you, your little girl, don't look at my face too much, you will not be able to bear it.
living."
Su Xiaoxiao didn't answer. She raised her hands, put them together, and stretched out toward the window. The moonlight was like water, and she seemed to be holding a handful of moonlight, tilting her head and looking at it carefully.
"Zhao Rong, have you missed any important people or important things?"
Zhao Rong glanced at the moonlight in her hand, raised his head to look at the bright moon, squinted his eyes, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Yes."
Su Xiaoxiao looked up curiously.
"That happened a long, long time ago. At that time, I went hiking with some classmates, um, classmates. Halfway through, she suddenly squatted on the ground, held my hand, and asked me to carry her when she was tired.
I thought she was joking, because we were just friends who liked to quarrel and fight, so I held her hand and asked her to get up quickly, but she wouldn't get up and looked up at me expectantly. I was a little confused at that time.
I understand, but I’m still young, so I don’t know what to do when encountering this kind of situation, and the classmates around me are watching..."
"What happened next?" she asked.
"Later? Later... I ran away, leaving her behind, and ran down the mountain desperately."
"Then what?" She bit her lip.
"Then? No more, she transferred to another school and left."
"If you were given another chance, would you squat down and carry her?" She stared at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked up at the bright moon, "No."
"Why."
"I couldn't make any promises to her at that time."
Su Xiaoxiao whispered: "Zhao Rong, you are such a bastard."
Zhao Rong was stunned, withdrew his gaze, looked down at the little fox demon bathed in the moonlight, tilted his head and put his face on the back of one hand, watching him calmly.
The woman in front of me has eyes like horizontal waves, breath like Xiang smoke, face like white jade, a person like the moon, and the moon is like a person again.