Looking here, I don't know if I just opened it after hearing Xue Xian's words, or I have been watching it for a while.
Because the light of the oil lamp was already dim at his place, Xue Xian couldn't see his eyes hidden under the shadow of his brow bone, but even if he could see it clearly, with Xue Xian's brain after a night of nonsense, he probably couldn't tell the difference. out the emotions.
It should be as smooth as ever...
Xue Xian repeated: "Something moved."
Therefore, some things really need to be controlled. After being too laissez-faire, people will not only become lazy and do not want to move, but also stupid. At least Xue Xian's dazed appearance is absolutely abnormal. It wasn't obvious when he spoke along the lines of what had already happened. Now he encountered an unexpected situation, and his whole person became a little dazed.
Xuan Min sat in the semi-darkness and looked at him for a moment before answering, "Yes."
His voice seemed as quiet as a lake in the extremely quiet night. Under the wrapping of the warm yellow fire, it even lost its edges and corners and coldness, revealing a sense of gentleness, which made people feel a little inexplicable in their hearts. Emotions come.
Xue Xian was stunned for a moment in this mood, and didn't come back until the screeching sound in his pocket sounded again.
After three noises, he finally recovered a little from being lazy and stunned, lowered his eyes, and reached out and touched his pocket.
The sweat that had evaporated earlier was soaked in the pockets, and it looked slightly damp. So when he took out a thin iron card, the surface of the iron card was covered with a layer of light mist.
Dang bang.
When Xue Xian took out the iron card, the brief and slight vibration sounded again.
This time Xue Xian could be sure that it was one of the iron cards that was struggling. He placed the 20 or 30 thin iron sheets on the table beside him, and his slender fingers ruffled through the light by the light of the oil lamp.
Dang bang.
"I found it." Xue Xian said, pointing at one of them and picking it out.
"Maybe the resentment hasn't dissipated." Xuan Min said.
Xue Xian let out a lazily "hmmm", holding the iron plate close to the oil lamp, squinting his eyes and looking back and forth, and then carefully identifying the scratches on the back of the iron plate. After a while, he "tsk", "I don't know."
The scratches were too deep and messy to make out the original strokes, let alone what was written on them.
Xue Xian sat up straight, holding the iron card and reaching out to Xuanmin.
Xuan Min: "What?"
"Here, let's get over it." Xue Xian said lazily, then turned to look at the piles of military cards, counted them, and said, "Twenty-eight, do you still have to burn incense? Then you have to prepare twenty-eight sticks."
As he said this, the iron card in Xue Xian's hand didn't know whether he understood it or what, and trembled twice again, as if trying to get it out of Xue Xian's fingers.
"Don't move." Xue Xian rushed to the iron sign.
do not move…
When Xue Xian, who had previously wanted to vent his anxiety, was pulling his hand in the fog, Xuan Min seemed to have said this, and he said it more than once.
As soon as these words came out, Xue Xian's lazy mind couldn't help thinking of Xuan Min's voice mixed in his breathing, and the words stopped abruptly. When he came back, there was a slight warmth in his ears and cheeks. .
He held the iron card stiffly and glanced at Xuanmin.
Xuan Min lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his eyes again and swept across Xue Xian's face. His eyes finally fell on the iron card, and he never met Xue Xian's, and he didn't know if he just slipped past or deliberately moved away.
After the mist had been dissipated, Xue Xian and Xuan Min always spoke in a casual and lazy tone, trying to suppress the ambiguous feeling of embarrassment by speaking in the same way as usual.
After all, although he has lived for many, many years, this is the first time he has encountered such a scene, and he does not know how to deal with it. A busy passing by.
After a long time, the chaotic and hazy memory fades away, and maybe it really becomes an ordinary trifle that can be forgotten at any time. As for how he and Xuan Min got along and how they got along, there is no need to change anything because of it.
This may also be the reason why Xuanmin attracted the fog in the process. With a thick layer of fog, they couldn't see each other's faces, so they couldn't catch each other's eyes and emotions, and it was more like a confused dream. It will not generate too many unnecessary effects.
But now, when he couldn't help thinking of those scenes because of some words, and some emotions rushed up, he discovered that some things were not spontaneous in tone.