The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is flowing.
Yue Peng pulled off the scarf from his eyes, and there was only a high threshold between them. His wife was dressed in cloth, and the silvery-white moonlight surrounded her colorful feathers and arrows, as soft and clear as mercury.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, Hua Rong's eyes flashed with flowers, and there was a fragrance in her nose. It was a large bouquet of wild flowers that almost completely covered her face: "Sister Seventeen, here you go!"
She subconsciously took the flowers, the fragrance was lingering, and her heart was beating wildly. Before she could speak, she was hugged tightly by a pair of strong arms, and in her ears was his gentle voice: "Sister Seventeen, I miss you so much..."
Afraid of being crushed into pieces, I couldn't struggle, and my voice was choked with sobs: "Your things have been given away, you can go..."
Without saying a word, he picked her up violently with his hands. She lifted her feet off the ground and exclaimed: "Pengju, what are you doing? Put me down..."
He turned a deaf ear, hugged her quickly, closed the door and headed towards the place where the light was on - that was her room, which was lit with a bright orange bean, like a bright light in the night.
There was a blur in front of his eyes, and he didn't dare to face the light too much, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could see the general outline. He held his wife in his arms, and as soon as he entered the room, he smelled that special smell - it was the clean and fragrant smell of his wife. , this room is filled with the gentle smell of women, rather than the empty, deserted and lonely smell of the wooden house where I live.
Hua Rong struggled hard and got out of his arms. She was panting with her heart pounding and said angrily: "Peng Ju, what are you doing? Get out..." When she saw that Yue Peng couldn't move, she stretched out her hand to push him, and he took her hand. , she said angrily: "Okay, if you don't leave, I will leave..."
She struggled hard as she spoke. Yue Pengju's eyes couldn't stand the stimulation of the light, and they dimmed. He covered his eyes and felt a strong sting. He couldn't hold her back for a while and had to let go immediately. Hua Rong walked out angrily: "Okay, If you want to stay, I will give this place to you..." She ran out quickly and heard his shout behind her, "Sister Seventeen..."
She was unmoved and was about to run out of the door. His voice was faint, like a wronged child: "Sister... my eyes hurt..."
This "sister" touches the softest feelings in my heart, full of incomparable deep affection, the most beautiful tender emotions in the past. I and him are more affectionate than husband and wife, deeper than brother and sister, that kind of mixture of family affection and love. , has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, how can it be eliminated in a few words
He suffers from eye disease. In the past when he was in Tanzhou, he could still deduce that Li Qiaoniang was taking care of him, but what about now? Who can take care of him now? She suddenly turned around and saw Yue Pengju squatting down at the door of the hut, covering his eyes, looking in agony. She hurried back, helped him up, and asked anxiously: "Pengju, what's wrong?"
"I have an eye disease and it hurts..."
Under the light, she saw that there was a layer of sweat on his forehead and his eyebrows were tangled together. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain. She hurriedly helped him lie down on her bed. As soon as his body was next to the bed, Yue Pengju breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn around, his hand was tightly held, and his voice was weak: "Sister Seventeen, don't go..."
She brushed his hand away: "I'll apply it to your eyes first..."
He hesitated for a moment before letting go of his hand. Although he closed his eyes, he turned sideways and faced her direction, listening carefully to her footsteps. Hua Rong had no intention of watching his small movements and quickly went to the table in the corner to put it on the table. Opening the lid, she brought over a bowl with a pounded medicinal syrup. She quickly came over with it, washed her hands, took the medicinal syrup and applied it carefully on him. The herbal medicine entered his eyes, and there was a feeling of coolness. Yue Pengju remained silent. Lying there, motionless, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. The hands that applied the medicine to him were so gentle and smooth, gently brushing from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. Such care? No one in this world can compare to her. What's more, she has already prepared ointments in her room, and she is obviously worried and concerned about herself every day.
This made his heart bloom, and he wanted to hum loudly, la la la, la la la, but he did not dare to speak, and the corners of his mouth twitched, which was very funny.
Hua Rong was busy taking care of him, so why did she notice his expression? Finally, she found a piece of clean white cloth, wrapped it around him, passed it around the back of his head, and tied it carefully until it was clean, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The lights flickered, and she looked at him carefully. Only then did she realize that her husband was unshaven and looked haggard. She thought it was due to the busy life and worries about herself these days.
After all, I love him and miss him in my heart. Seeing him so haggard, I feel very sad. I can't help but reach out my hand and gently touch his cheek. He coughs, Hua Rong wakes up and his face turns red, but she is glad that he can't see his expression. He quickly retracted his hand.
She was about to stand up, but as soon as she struggled, she seemed to be firmly restrained. One of his hands had been quietly and tightly pulling on one of her clothes. She was slightly annoyed, and looked at the bouquet of wild flowers she had thrown next to her, and then at the Looking at the slight smile at the corner of his mouth, I realized that I had been deceived. This guy tried every means to trick me into opening the door. It turned out that he didn't just "leave after delivering the things", but had made up his mind to "stay here and not leave." ! .
A soldier never tires of deceit, and that's what he is, actually using "tactics" against himself!
What kind of person is so cunning? Damn it!
"Your majestic Yue Pengju, you don't keep your word. You clearly promised to give me something and then left."
"How can I be wrong?"
"Then why don't you leave?"
"You haven't confiscated the things yet."
"I'll take it, you go away..." She reached out to pick up a wild flower and brushed it on his face.
"This is not what I want to give you!"
"ah?"
His expression was cunning and infinitely proud: "Sister Seventeen, I gave myself to you, and you haven't confiscated it yet, how could I leave?"
If you don't accept it, he will stay put; if you accept it, you will have to go with him. He has a good idea!
Hua Rong was so angry that he couldn't speak.
She struggled again, but he couldn't see her, but he still held her clothes tightly, smiled, and looked a little aggrieved, and muttered: "Sister Seventeen, these days, I miss you every day, you have Didn’t you miss me?…”
"Hmph! No!"
"Sister Seventeen, my eyes hurt..."
"If your eyes hurt, take a good rest and don't talk nonsense."
"where are you going?"
"Don't worry about me..." She said as she struggled to get up. Before the word "I" could be spoken, he stretched out his hands, and her body softened and she was already hugged in his broad arms. She was so angry that she was about to He wanted to scold him, but his mouth was sealed and he couldn't even say a word.
As soon as his lips left, Hua Rong slowly regained his breath, and his mind became somewhat clearer. She hurriedly put her hand on his chest and struggled to get up and leave. Where could Yue Pengju let her go? He bent his hand and called her softly: "Sister Seventeen, Sister Seventeen..."
The messy clothes were thrown on the ground, his and hers. At this time, Hua Rong had completely forgotten about "breakup", "vindictiveness", and all kinds of unhappiness. She completely collapsed in his arms and let him caress. Sweet love, sometimes violent storms...
It took a long time, but their bodies were still stuck together, hugging each other tightly, both of them dripping with sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the water.
He smiled slightly and said tenderly: "Sister Seventeen, I only like you. I will only like you in this life. We will never be separated in our lives..."
She pillowed softly in his arm, close to his chest, warm and broad. She had no strength in her body, but she was completely relaxed and happy, boundless in comfort. She curled up slightly and was still twitching slightly.
"Sister Seventeen..."
"Um… "
"You are not allowed to mention breaking up with me from now on, and you are not allowed to mention it again! These days, I am worried to death."
She said nothing, just closed her eyes and leaned in his arms.
He hugged her shoulders tightly, stroked her messy forehead, and listened to her silence. His hands stayed on her eyelids, and he felt her long eyelashes fanning into the palm of his hand like a small fan, tickling, He came close to her, and suddenly took advantage of her unpreparedness and gently bit her ear: "Sister Seventeen..."
She was startled by this unexpected attack and struggled slightly, but he restrained her and bit her slightly tighter: "Sister Seventeen, don't leave me! Do you hear me?"
Hearing this "hmm", he slowly let go of her, pressed his lips to hers, and said softly: "Don't ever distrust me again, never get angry easily, and never run away from home! If you have anything to say, I will definitely You have to tell me clearly in person..."
She was nestled in his arms. At this time, she had completely lost the ability to distinguish right from wrong. He just said whatever he said. She only nodded and agreed with "uh-huh", as if she was under a spell and hypnotized. Her body and mind were still intact. It was warm, like being in the clouds. Such complete relaxation swept away all the unhappiness that had been suppressed in her heart. She did not open her mouth, her eyelids were tired and could not open her eyes. She nestled in his arms and fell into a deep sleep. .
It wasn't until her faint breathing sounded that Yue Pengju reached out his hand with satisfaction and extinguished the light that had already been extinguished. The room was dark, and after a while, he could feel the moonlight pouring in from the window.