"Why suddenly want to send me something?"
"Not very clear." He smiled slightly.
"not sure?"
"I mean, I don't know why."
She couldn't help but laughed, her voice fluttering, teasing him: "You want to give me something, but you don't know the reason?"
"It may be instinct."
"instinct?"
He seemed to be phrasing, and paused for a moment: "A man has... instinctive behavior towards a woman he likes."
Shiyi moved and said softly: "Whatever you want to give." Those that exist are foreign objects, and they don't take them with them when they are born or not. She doesn't care what he gave.
This sentence is enough.
She is wearing pajamas, with a low neckline, and a little movement of her body makes her look beautiful. He sat leaning on the side of the couch, close to her waist, and in a brief silence, his gaze moved from her face to her chest, and then to the arc of her waist. Shi Yi was seen a little dizzy. In this restless silence, he moved his fingers, at first just trying to disperse the hot discomfort, but in the end it was a ghost and reached out to touch his face.
I don't know if he wants it or just wants to see it.
She couldn't see through his thoughts.
"Send jade, what are you accustomed to wearing?" He finally raised his eyes and looked into her eyes.
"Why is it jade?" She thought about it and understood, "That's true, your family is more traditional."
He laughed, reached out through the neckline of her nightdress, and slid directly to the back, peeling off most of the nightdress with one arm: "Have you seen "Shu Wen Jie Zi"?"
"I've seen some, I don't remember very clearly..."
The underwear was untied and wrapped around his arm.
He leaned over: "'Jade is the beauty of stone,'" he whispered, "it's very suitable for you."
She put his shirt on her chest, and it was close to the fabric, and she felt a little uncomfortable with friction. The bodies of the two people were quite crowded on the couch. When she couldn't bear to speak out, she happened to hear Lian Sui and Lian Rong in the courtyard outside the window. The moment the voice of the girl stopped talking abruptly, her lips were also covered. He blocked it.
The two girls downstairs immediately guessed what was upstairs.
All the voices faded away.
Only the cicadas cried, the rhythm moved, and the ears and temples were rubbing together.
"Sometimes there are beauties, IKEA is a good room." He read her name in her ear.
Timely.
There are beauties at times, and IKEA is suitable for rooms.
Her name, he thought so.
When Shiyi woke up early the next morning, Zhou Shengchen was no longer there.
She was alone in the small hall, eating breakfast slowly. Lian Sui and Lian Rong accompanied them carefully. A few days ago, she would chat with the two girls at breakfast, but because last night... She was a little embarrassed and didn't say much to them. When she put down the spoon, Lian Sui cleaned up the dishes on the table, finally breaking the embarrassment: "Today is the Midyear Festival, and the lights will be set off."
"Will there be lights here?" She has never set off water lanterns in Zhongyuan, and only saw land lanterns once or twice during the Shangyuan Lantern Festival.
"Yes," Lian Rong laughed, "every year."
People are yang, ghosts are yin, land is yang, and water is yin.
Water lanterns and land lanterns are both landscapes. It’s a pity that these customs are not there anymore in the prosperous city like Shanghai. She remembers that every year during the Ghost Festival, at most, the recording of the day will end early. Everyone chanted "Ghost Festival, go home early, don’t be outside." Run away", that's all.
"The second young master and the second young grandmother have arrived just now," Lian Sui thought of something, "the second young grandmother is pregnant, so she won't go to light up the lights."
Let the lights shine.
It is a taboo to go for a physically fit woman, so as not to affect the fetus.
Shi Yi suddenly remembered the last time she came by herself, the woman who died suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. But it seems that everyone takes this kind of thing very lightly, including Lian Sui and the others when they mentioned Tong Jiaren's pregnancy, but they were only completely narrated, without joy. She wanted to ask a few more questions, but in the end she just hummed.
She remembered Zhou Shengchen's words:
This house has 68 large and small courtyards and 1118 houses. It is very crowded and mixed.
Therefore, it is better to ask less and talk less.
He didn't come back by accident at night, and he left her for dinner in this small courtyard.
She knew that his mother had arrived with Zhou Wenchuan and his wife, so he arranged this because she was afraid of embarrassing her mother. Fortunately, there is also Zhou Wenxing, who can always show up at the right time, so that she can feel relieved. She arrived after dinner at the right time and accompanied her to light up the lights.
"My mother won't go to light up the lights tonight," Zhou Wenxing smiled, showing her teeth, "You don't need to be too nervous."
She hummed: "Is she unwell?"
"Maybe, I'm not sure, it's okay to watch at dinner," Zhou Wenxing thought for a while, "Maybe I just don't want to go."
The two of them were talking, and the light in their hands had been placed on the water.
There was wind on the water, and the floating lotus lanterns lighted and extinguished, and their shadows overlapped.
On the bank are all Zhou family members, young and old, three or five gathered in one place, talking casually.
At first Shiyi didn't want to take a boat, but Wen Xing insisted, and she didn't say anything.
Wen Xing sat on the side of the boat and said that he was happy. He couldn't help but chuckle: "One year Guiyue I went to Singapore and saw an open-air concert with stars singing on it, but no one was seated... I Ah, I ran over and sat happily..." She laughed as she talked and couldn't help coughing. "Later, my classmate pulled me up and realized that it was the place for the ghost to sit."
He seemed to be happy, but he didn't know why, and the cough got worse.