"If you want to live well in the world, why do you have to work so hard?" Ming Luan asked softly.
Waiper didn't hear it.
She was pillowed on Ming Luan's lap, her eyes were closed, she was sleeping peacefully, she looked soft and sweet, like a fragrant bean bag.
Ming Luan didn't know why such a metaphor welled up in his heart.
When she was a child, she hid behind the village chief's window and peeked through the gap to watch Sui Hanniang making bean buns. The snow-white noodles are wrapped in soft, fragrant and sweet bean paste. The moment the pot is opened, the white aroma billows in the room and emerges a little bit from the gap in the window.
It was freezing cold, she squatted in the corner, inhaling the scent that leaked out, and felt that there was nothing happier than this. Sui Han walked out of the house holding the bean bag, saw her at a glance, smiled, broke off a small piece of the bean bag, threw it on the ground, kicked her in front of her, "Do you want to eat?"
The snow-white skin turned gray, covered with gravel and dust. Peiyu rushed over to pick up the dirty bean bun, split it in half, she gobbled up one half and stuffed it into her mouth, and took the other half back to the cowshed for her mother to eat.
But that was really too little, Peiyu swallowed it before she tasted anything, the rough gravel rubbed her throat, and a trace of sweet bloody smell spread in her mouth, her mouth was full of blood, but He giggled, thinking that if he could eat another piece, it would be fine even if he died immediately.
Thinking of this old incident, Ming Luan smiled lightly.
It has been a long time since she remembered Peiyu, the clean child hidden in her heart. Huai Bo sleeps on her body, looking defenseless like a sweet and soft bean bag, Ming Luan really wants to tear her into his belly, but feels that he is no longer good enough for her.
She closed her eyes, and tapped gently on Huaibai's soft lips. The sweetness in her memory passed through many years and filled her empty chest again. For the first time, Mingluan gushed out such a deep longing, wanting to To have a person, to possess her, to desire her.
Mingluan's breathing was fierce and trembling, he put his hand on Huaibai's shoulder, after a while, he slowly moved his lips away, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, looked up at the sky full of stars, desperate like a trapped animal .
When she was young, she never imagined that she could eat a hot meal of bean buns, and she never imagined that she would become such a person. She didn't want to be a bad person. Although she was born in hell, it was Hua Niang who educated her, the beautiful and kind woman who seemed to her like a fairy. She wants to be like a flower girl, who can eat hot food and hot dishes, and always smile to convey kindness to others.
She was trying to be a good person.
Suffering a lot silently, forgetting it in the blink of an eye, and wanting to give it back to the world with a little bit of grace.
At this moment, Mingluan thinks of the humble and pious wish in the past, but feels like a dream, not ridiculous, but sad.
Huai Bai's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly woke up, meeting a pair of gentle eyes. Her face was slightly red, she covered Ming Luan's eyes with her hand, and said: "What are you looking at? Don't look at it."
Ming Luan held her wrist.
Huibo said, "What are you doing?"
Before he could finish speaking, his hand was pulled down, and the back of his hand was gently kissed.
"You should cover my place," Mingluan said, "otherwise I always want to kiss you."
Embarrassed and annoyed, Huai Bo quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Deng Tuzi!"
Ming Luan laughed softly, put his slender fingers on his lips, still savoring the taste just now. After a while, she smiled and said to Huai Bo, "You are sweet."
Waib glared at her.
The two traveled to a small town in Xishan, where black lanterns were hung on the streets, offerings such as fruits and vegetables, rice wine, rice, pastries, etc. were placed in front of every house, and many people wearing strange masks and white sheets lined up to sing and dance in the street.
Huai Bai couldn't find a trace of evil in this quaint little town, so he asked in surprise, "What is this?"
Ming Luan laughed and said, "They are having a festival."
"festival?"
Ming Luan nodded, "This is called Reincarnation Festival, a festival to celebrate death and reincarnation. People here feel that death and life are one, there is no life and no death, no death and no life, celebrating death is also celebrating new life, so every year In October, the whole city will celebrate."
"No life, no death, no death, no life?" Huai Bai murmured, "People here are really open-minded about life and death."
Mingluan was very impressed with this small town.
This is the only place where she didn't slaughter the city.
In her previous life, she wandered aimlessly in the world, seeing villages slaughtered, and cities slaughtered. Wherever she passed, blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the fields, like hell on earth. It happened to be at this time, it was the reincarnation festival, those people rejoiced, they were not afraid of the spreading blood, they danced and greeted death, it was really disappointing.
These people found them, sang and danced around them, and a man wearing a ghost mask handed Wyber a skull mask. Huai Bai took it, and asked curiously, "Why didn't they give it to you?" She glanced at Ming Luan, and immediately understood——
This person is all in black, which is quite suitable for this place, and there is no need for a mask.
"What are these pastries at the door?" Huai Bo put on his mask and looked around curiously.
Ming Luan said: "This is for the dead relatives. The ones on the street," she pointed, "are for the lonely ghosts who have no relatives in the world, so that they can enjoy a good meal."
"You know all this?"
Ming Luan curled his lips slightly, "I've been to many places."
Some great experts like to practice hard in the cave, while others like to travel around the world. Huai Bai is not surprised, but he is more and more curious about this person. "Are you Elder Shengren Zhuang? They practice reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles."
Ming Luan shook his head, "Although I have traveled thousands of miles, I don't like to read thousands of books."
Huai Bai laughed out loud, his almond-shaped eyes sparkled with the bright warm sun, "Then where did you come from?"
Ming Luan also smiled, "A wealthy idler."
"What kind of wealthy and idle person can teach someone like you?" Huai Bo said: "If there is a chance, I really want to pay a visit."
Mingluan said: "She is dead."
Huai Bai was stunned for a while, and the smile on his face disappeared, "I'm sorry for bringing up your sadness."
"It's nothing," Ming Luan said, looking at the city with hands behind his back, "Life is death, and death is life. I'm not... sad." When it came to being sad, she hesitated a little, and looked sideways at Huai Bai , laughed out of relief again, hooked her hand, and asked: "Do you know that there is something in this world that can turn back the waters of the underworld and return the dead?"
Huai Bai was startled, "What is it?"
Ming Luan put her hand on her chest, "I don't know where the love came from, and it goes deeper and deeper. Those who live can die, and those who die can live. Those who live can't live with death, and those who die can't be resurrected are neither," she spit out. In a calm tone, he said slowly: "Love is the ultimate."
Huai Bo clenched his fist and lightly thumped her chest, "Irreverent!"
The corners of Ming Luan's mouth were bent upwards, his eyes seemed to be burning with hot water from a boiling spring, and the end of his eyes were burnt red, as if a smear of rouge had been smeared obliquely. She looked at Huai Bo carefully, and said slowly: "You also like me, if not, why did you defend me everywhere when we first met?"
Huai Bo snorted a few times, "I was being polite."
Ming Luan smiled lightly again, his eyes sparkling, extremely gentle and charming, making people want to drown in them, "You often peek at me."
Huai Bai bit his lip, his face was blushing under the mask, "You, where did you see me peeking at you?"
Ming Luan took out a mirage bead.
Huai Bai was anxious, "You actually recorded it secretly?!"
Ming Luan innocently twirled the Mirage Orb, "What can I do? If it weren't for this, would you admit that you like me?"
Huai Bai reached out to snatch it, Ming Luan gave her the Mirage Pearl without any resistance, and then blinked, "It's not just this one."
"you… "
Mingluan approached her, and lowered his smiling voice, "You take the initiative to kiss me, or if you say you like me, I'll give you one, how about it?"
Huai Bai was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, "Shameless!"
Ming Luan smiled.
After two lifetimes of vicissitudes, she has long been worn to be invincible, her heart is covered with thick calluses, she shrugs her shoulders without pain, and carries out her shameless image to the end, "If you do it with me once, I will give it all to you, okay?"
Huai Bai was trembling with anger, but in the shame of being offended, a very strange emotion grew, her heart beat violently, as if someone inside was beating a drum, again and again, shaking her whole body numb , throbbing.
Pedestrians pretending to be ghosts happily ran past them.
The black lanterns swayed gently, and a long coffin cart drove up the road. A square red sandalwood round chair was driving in the front of the cart. Yan Jun with a black yarn and jade belt was sitting on it, and a thin scholar in green clothes stood on the left side, holding a judge's hand. Pen, life and death book hanging on the waist, standing side by side with the bull's head and horse face on the right side, and a few little ghosts behind the car, holding flower baskets in their hands, constantly throwing flowers on both sides of the road.
These flower quilts have been stored in the spirit stone box for several seasons, and they are only given to everyone with blessings today.
People cheered and jumped for flowers.
Ming Luan stretched out his hand and caught a branch of red beans. The bright red and round red beans hung on the thin branch like drops of red tears of lovesickness.
"give you."
Huai Bo ignored her and squeezed into the crowd to grab the flowers. After a while, she came over with a branch of peach blossoms.
Ming Luan's eyebrows were slightly curved, and the red beans in his hand shook slightly, "A branch of red beans and a branch of peach blossoms, we really match."
Weibo bit his lip.
Mingluan looked at Hongdou, suddenly smiled and said: "I can give you all the phantom beads, as long as you..."
Huai Bo interrupted, "What do you want again? I won't give it, I won't kiss you, and I won't be like you."
Ming Luan's lips curved, and curved again, his face was like a spring breeze, and he said softly: "What are you thinking, why are you so unprincipled?"
Huai Bai picked up the peach branch and twitched it lightly on the back of her hand, "You have the nerve to say me?"
Ming Luan said: "What I want is very simple, you can buy it in the market, will you give it?"
Huai Bo asked curiously, "What do you want?"
Mingluan stretched out two fingers, "One liter of red beans and one liter of black beans, don't you think it's simple?"
Huai Bai was a little unbelievable, "So easy?"
Ming Luan nodded with a smile.
Huai Bo didn't believe her very much, and felt that it would be okay to try it. Black beans and red beans are not precious things, and the loss is only a few copper coins.
Just as a rice store opened on the road, she walked in and bought a liter of red beans and a liter of black beans. The waiter in the store was slightly stunned when he heard about it, and carefully wrapped it in red paper for her, and said a word of blessing when sending it to her.
Huai Bo didn't quite understand, so he brought two liters of beans to Ming Luan, "Is this possible?"
Ming Luan smiled and gave her a few mirage beads, carefully took the things in her hands, held them with both hands, cherishing them very much, with a lingering smile on his face.
Huai Bai didn't know why, "Do you like eating red beans and black beans?"
Ming Luan chuckled, "I accept it."
The lovesickness of these two lives.