The building boat was swaying with waves, and the scorching sun was just right, illuminating the water surface.
The person in front of him turned his back to the river, smiling like a flower, and his curled eyelashes trembled, like a pair of flapping butterfly wings. Nan He felt that a butterfly also flew over his chest, and it gently stopped on the branch, awakening a spring flower.
The man's black and white eyes were a little bit of hilarity, a little eager to try, and reached out to his ear.
Nan He suddenly began to be afraid of Bai Shengsheng's hand, and his instinct told him that he had to dodge, but his body was pinned to the ground, unable to move. , grasped his sensitive ears.
She was still smiling, her eyebrows and eyes were all dyed with joy, and her white teeth bit her red lips lightly.
Nan He found that a strange change had taken place in his heart. He suddenly understood that the so-called adulthood was not only because his body was reshaped and his strength became stronger, but it also meant that he would naturally produce some kind of new life from the depths of his heart. emotional needs, some mysterious, unspeakable desire.
His heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably, faster and louder.
The roar of the waves beating on the bow seemed to be drowned out by the pounding heartbeat in my chest,
He didn't feel like he was standing on the deck of the bow, but on the edge of the abyss. Seeing Cangju and misogynist, they were all bruised and bruised from falling here, but they were still ready to jump down with their eyes closed.
It was like a battle, before it even started, he was about to lose. Fighting is the instinct of the Sirius clan, and he does not allow himself to fail in battle. Failure, for him, often means death.
But this time, he was standing on the edge of the abyss and had nowhere to go.
The man was still laughing in the sunshine, calling him in a soft and soft voice, "Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan."
"I don't want to." "Let me touch it."
The soft and soft tone is stronger than the sharpest teeth. The gentle and gentle palm is more terrifying than the hardest claws.
Nan He began to throw away his armor.
As a Sirius, he knew that he could only choose one partner in his life, and once this heart was handed over, he could never get it back. However, the one in front of him is just a human being, and human life is only a few short decades. In the long years to come, he will be more miserable and lonely than before.
What should he do
He was helpless.
That man was in control of his weakest vital point, and he refused to let go, making him disarm and surrender, unable to resist.
With sweet words in her mouth, she was cruel, and finally ripped open his chest, put her hand into his flesh and blood, and held his hot heart.
Ignoring his pleading in the slightest, he took it off and carried it away like that.
Nan He closed his eyes, her ears were touched by her, and her tail was touched by her.
…
The boat arrived in Fengzhou, abandoned the boat and boarded the car, changed to the land route, and went directly to Tianlang Mountain.
At the foot of Tianlang Mountain, Mrs. Lou Tai refused to let her servants and servants follow her.
"I'm going to see an old friend. I don't need so many of you to scare her."
As she said this, Yuan Xianger knew that Mrs. Lou looked impulsive and happy, but she actually knew it. Knowing that demons are moody and unpredictable, she insists on keeping the promise, but doesn't want her family to accompany her on the adventure.
She even said to herself, "Xiang'er, take me up the mountain, show me the way, and let me find the rest by myself."
Of course, Yuan Xianger wouldn't touch the spirit world of Tianlang Mountain by herself. Under Lou Xian'en's thousands of admonitions and sorrowful eyes, Yuan Xiang'er led Mrs. Lou Tai up the mountain.
The snowy mountain road is not easy to walk. With an elderly man, this road is even more difficult to walk. The last time Yuan Xianger went up the mountain from the direction of Queqiu Town, he walked alone for most of the day. I don't know how long it will take this time.
But Mrs. Lou Tai is admirable. She leaned on crutches and walked on the slippery snow step by step. She neither shouted tired nor complained, but kept up with Yuan Xianger and Nan He's footsteps without saying a word.
Go further inside, and even a little trail is gone. Yuan Xianger reached out and took her arm, walking on the steep hillside, for fear that she would accidentally roll down the hillside.
"It's fine, just hold yourself tight. I can go. I'm so happy today. Thinking of seeing Ah Yan, I can go no matter how far away." It was no longer suitable for rock climbing and Yuan Xianger felt that she should carry her for a while.
"I'll carry you." At this time, Nan He squatted down in front of Mrs. Lou.
"No, no." Mrs. Lou Tai quickly waved her hand.
Nan He just squatted still and looked back at her. Those amber eyes looked cold and clear, a little bit different from the coquettishness of human beings. But his movements were warm.
Mrs. Lou Tai was stunned, thinking of the past time in a trance,
"Why is it so useless, I can't walk well, come up, I'll carry you." The misogynist squatted down in front of her and turned her eyes to look at her.
Mrs. Lou Tai finally accepted Nan He's help and fell on his back.
"Thank you so much, young man. Actually, my feet are really going to die. I'm still getting old after all."
Nan He didn't say a word, he just stood up, stretched out his slender legs, climbed the steep mountain in a few strokes, looked back at Yuan Xiang'er,
Yuan Xianger looked up at him at the foot of the mountain. 0
Perhaps this man is suitable to stand between such green pines and snowy mountains. He has a beautiful and delicate face, long eyelashes drooping down, a charming arc drawn from the corners of his eyes, and his glazed eyes gently rolling in the winter sun, which makes him look a little cold when he is not talking. It feels so close.
But Yuan Xianger knew that he was far less cold and calm than he seemed.
He is a gentle and lonely creature, obviously trying to get closer, but always ready to run away.
It seems that it is not as easy as Mrs. Lou Tai said to make him happy.
On the boat these days, she did her best and said a lot with her heart and lungs, but Nan He's mood seemed to be lower for some reason, and he even showed a little sadness occasionally.
But Nan He is so beautiful, no matter what kind of expression appears on his face, it can evoke reverie.
When you are happy, you will feel better, and when you are sad, you will feel pity in your heart.
Just like this time, he stood under the Panasonic on the snowy mountain, with ice muscles and jade bones, shining brightly. Those lips were pursed lightly, a hint of pink—the smell could be especially sweet there.
Yuan Xianger was taken aback by her own thoughts, and she began to suspect that it was because Nan He had kept a human form by her side these days, which made her feel some inexplicable emotions.
Yuan Xiang'er shook her head to get rid of her messy emotions.
It's all to blame Nan He for being so beautiful. It's not just a matter of face. He and he have a natural moat that spans races. He is a monster and I am a human, completely different types of creatures.
But—isn't the master also a monster
Yuan Xianger climbed up in confusion, thinking about something, slipped her feet and almost fell.
"It startled me." Wu Yuan hurriedly grabbed her shoulders, "Ah Xiang, you are looking at Nan He, you can't walk well."
"Don't talk nonsense." Yuan Xiang'er covered Wu Yuan's small mouth and looked up at Nan He, who was waiting on the top of the cliff.
Nan He was also looking at her, because Wu Yuan's words brought a smile on his face, so Yuan Xiang'er also laughed.
…
"It's there, it's there, I'll never forget this place." Mrs. Lou pointed to a locust tree with branches not far ahead.
She got down from Nan He's back, straightened her clothes, and helped her hair on the temples.
"How, do I look okay?" She couldn't restrain her emotions, and her face flushed with excitement.
"Yes, you look in good spirits."
Yuan Xiang'er looked at the dark old locust tree that had grown for many years.
A pale little girl appeared behind the black locust tree.
"How dare you come here." Her expressionless face seemed to be wearing a pale mask, and she stretched out her fair arm towards Yuan Xiang'er, "Where is my golden ball, was it stolen by you?"
A huge shadow of a moth appeared behind her, and countless gray-brown moths suddenly started up from the forest, densely hovering in the air.
"The golden ball is here, it's a little broken," the white-haired old lady came out from Yuan Xiang'er, took two steps forward, and carefully handed the golden ball in her hand, "I'm on my way here, I just fixed it ."
The exquisite golden ball that had just been restored and was made by goblin glittering gleamed golden in the winter sun.
The misogynist looked at the ball, and suddenly noticed this human being who appeared out of nowhere. Her eyes blinked, the mask-like face seemed to have cracks, and the dark and dull eyes enlarged outwards.
The white-haired old man, holding a golden ball in his hand, walked over to the girl under the locust tree.
The misogynist tilted her head motionlessly and watched for a long time. Even the moths buzzing and flying in the air stopped moving and stood silently in the air.
"Ah... Chun?" The misogynistic tone was cold, and she said coldly, "It's you? You are so old."
"Although I'm a little old, I can still play with the Delicate Ball." Mrs. Lou Tai leaned on a cane, and with a gentle smile, held the golden Delicate Ball between her fingers and turned it.
She moved forward step by step, and finally, after fifty years, came to the front of her friend,
"Ah Yan, I'm back, come to play with you."
The golden ball rang softly, and Qingyue's bell filled the treetops of the snowy ridge, filling the 50-year wait.