Xie Wen pulled the flower into his hand, but saw that the petals curled up and withered at the moment they touched him, turning into a mass of tan dead in a blink of an eye. With a flick of a finger, it loosened.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the dead object in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, he raised his eyes, and he was frowning at him when he saw it.
Xie Wen lowered his hands behind his back, and asked him a few steps away from the flowers and branches: "What did I do wrong and you want to look at me like this?"
"… "
He pursed his lips when he smelled it.
He was just simply looking back. But when the other party asked this, he could only hold his face and say, "I have something to ask you."
Xie asked: "What's the matter?"
When smelling: "… "
Wait until I think about it.
Fortunately, he responded quickly, and he thought of one without much pause: "Where's your clothes?"
Xie Wen lowered his head and took a serious look at himself—all clothes and pants.
…
After hearing it, he said, "I said the coat you put on your hand, the black one."
Xie Wen seemed to remember that dress: "Oh, that one. There may be so many people that I forgot where it was."
"Aren't you going to look for it?"
"Forget it." Xie Wen didn't care and said, "It's not an important thing, just buy it if you lose it."
When I heard it, I was poor, and I couldn't understand his arrogance.
Seeing his brows getting tighter and tighter, Xie Wen suggested again, "Would you accompany me to the mountain to find it? But the mountain is a bit big."
do your dream. How big is this mountain
Turn around when you smell it.
Xie Wen laughed in the back, coughed a few more times, his voice was more muffled than when he came, and his health seemed to be worse.
Although the neighbors and friends who came to see Shenqiao didn't know him, they still asked a few questions with concern: "I'm sick? I'm still rushing to the mountains when I'm sick. It's cold in the mountains."
Xie Wen far waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
Although he doesn't speak seriously, he looks like a good-natured person, but...
When Wen Shi turned along the mountain road, he couldn't help but turned his head again.
He saw Xie Wen coughing a few times against the tip of his nose, and when he passed a tree, he lost the things in his hand. His expression was light, morbidly pale, unable to see emotions, and seemed a little dull.
When he smelled it, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered that it should be the flower he picked up before.
When I just came out of the cage, I was actually tired and hungry when I smelled it, and it was difficult to hold my breath. But he still calmed down and tried to see Xie Wen's spirit.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the suffocating aura.
It was several times higher than when we first met, and with his teeth and claws, the evil spirit was thick and strong. Where the black mist escaped, the glowing flowers and trees dimmed, as if they were lingering.
There was a buzzing in his head when he smelled it, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
The scene disappeared again, Xie Wen still looked gentle and gentle, and walked down the mountain with his eyes down.
***
The bus stopped at the foot of the mountain, and everyone came one after another.
Xia Qiao no longer cried or spoke, his eyes were so swollen, he just stood there blankly. The neighbors and elders couldn't bear it, and half-supported and half-pulled him all the way to get him into the car and put him in the seat where he came.
After a while, his dull eyes turned, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Brother Wen?"
The neighbor, Aunt Liu, sat behind him, and he never saw such a half-aged junior cry. She patted Xiaqiao on the shoulder, pointed out the window and said, "Come on, now, talk there."
Xia Qiao was a little late, and turned to look.
When I saw the news, I was standing on the side of the road a few steps away, talking to Xie Wen who had just descended the mountain...
Mainly because Xie Wen was talking and listening when he smelled it.
Maybe it was an illusion. Xia Qiao felt that the distance between the two was a bit far, anyway, it was a bit farther than the normal speaker, showing a subtle sense of strangeness and avoidance.
Of course, Xia Qiao didn't know why, but felt strange.
Xie Wen simply said a few words, then waved his hand at Wen Shi and walked in the other direction. And when he heard it, he walked towards the bus.
With long legs, he grabbed the handrail and went up to the fourth step in two steps, and sat down beside Xiaqiao with a blank expression.
The driver took off the cigarette, turned his head and asked, "Is it coming up? Is it still bad?"
Wen Shi said: "No, let's go."
Xia Qiao was stunned for a moment. Aunt Liu and the others were even more enthusiastic. They pointed to Xie Wen's back in the distance and said, "What about him? That friend of yours, doesn't he get in the car?"
"He's not coming." Wen Shi said.
"why?"
"If you have something to do, go first." Wen Shi said.
Xia Qiao glanced at Wen, although Brother Wen always had such a cold face and spoke hard. But he still felt that he was in a bad mood when he smelled it.
"Brother Wen, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qiao didn't have much energy, but still asked.
He lifted his eyelids when he smelled it, but didn't understand: "What?"
"That..." Xia Qiao asked slowly, thinking about it, "Xie asked what he said? You don't look happy."
Wen Shi frowned slightly and looked at him with a "what are you talking about in your sleep" eyes: "Ah?"
Xia Qiao shrank back again, leaning against the car window, "It's alright, I saw it wrong, and I didn't say it."
But Aunt Liu didn't give up.
On the way here, she sat next to Xie Wen. Young people are extremely seductive and graceful, who doesn't like it. She patted the back of Wen Shi's seat and said, "If you come by this car, it's better to take this car and go, otherwise it's not very lucky."
This kind of inauspiciousness seems to be rigid, and I have never heard of it when I smell it.
But he still glanced out the window, just saw Xie Wen get into a red car, and leaned back in the seat.
"Then these people? Gone?" the driver asked.
When smelling: "Hmm."
The driver hurriedly stuck his head out of the window, took two sharp breaths, slammed down the butt of the cigarette, and then drove back to the city with the steering wheel.
***
The Baishi shed in Minghuafu Garden has been completely demolished, and this funeral that lasted for several days is over.
Aunt Liu lives in the front building and is known for being a warmhearted person.
She got out of the car and kept babbling on, for fear that the two young people would not know how to behave in a disorderly manner: "After a while, I will cross the brazier, and I will eat some red dates and white cakes, and then when you go home, put the bed and sofa together. Move everything around, clean up."
Xia Qiao was still very shy, nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt."
"If the two of you can't make it, just knock on the door and tell me, Auntie will help you, ah." Aunt Liu followed the team across the brazier and said, "After cleaning everything, take a shower and then sleep. , you must take a shower."
Xia Qiao replied, "Okay."
He was dazed and made every move. He would take whatever others put him in, and fill his mouth with whatever he was told to eat.
When he finally came back to his senses, he realized that the crowd had already dispersed, and he had returned home.
The room was empty, and so was he, as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Suddenly, someone patted his head gently.
Xia Qiao covered the back of his head and turned his face to look over. He passed by him when he heard the news, his left thumb and forefinger were lightly twisting, not knowing what he was twisting.
"Is there any incense left?" Wen Shi glanced around.
Xia Qiao was stunned: "Yes, do you want it?"
"Go and smoke one." Wen Shi said.
He always gave people a feeling of "turning his face when things went wrong". Xia Qiao wanted to get close to him, but was a little afraid of him, so he hurriedly went to get it after receiving the order.
When he came back with a stick of incense, Xia Qiao asked, "Why do you light incense, bro?"
"Come here." Wen Shi tilted his head toward the backyard, motioning him to open the door.
The backyard of the Shen family villa is very large and empty. In the past, Xia Qiao always wanted to buy some flowers and plants to display, but Shen Qiao always said "leave some space" and didn't know why.
When I smelled such a piece of open space, I didn't find it strange, but it was clear on my face.
So Xia Qiao suspected that the "stay" that Shen Qiao said before was reserved for him.
"Give me the incense." Wen Shikong moved his fingers, motioning Xia Qiao to hand him something.
Xia Qiao obeyed obediently.
When he smelled it, he squatted down and let the incense ashes fall between his lightly twisted fingers.
Xia Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and saw what he could only see in the cage—the black smoke that was wrapped around Shen Qiao and melted when he smelled it.
"It's not..." Xia Qiao widened his eyes.
He was still twisting his fingers when he smelled it, and there was not much smoke left, and he twisted it into a long strip, like a wooden branch.
He stretched out his hand, and the thing stood on the soil.
There was a gust of wind out of nowhere, and the incense only rushed towards Xiaqiao, causing his eyes to burst into tears, and he covered his face and coughed for a long time.
After he eased his fiery strength, he opened his eyes again and found that there was an extra sapling in the soil in front of him, with slender and handsome branches.
Xia Qiao was startled, and could not avoid sitting in the mud: "What is this?"
"Bai Mei." Wen Shi said.
Xia Qiao said in his heart that I didn't ask about the species: "Where did this come from?"
"Didn't you see it just now?" Wen Shi looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.
"I know, I... I saw that the black gas you sucked from grandpa just came out again, and then this tree was added."
When smelling: "Hmm."
Xia Qiao suddenly ran out of words.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and asked incredulously: "So it is..."
Wen Shi thought about it and said, "You can think of it as a sinking bridge in a sense, or it can be regarded as something the sinking bridge left you."
Xia Qiao looked at the sapling steadily, and suddenly remembered where he lived when he was a child. There was also a small white plum forest nearby, which seemed to grow up unconsciously.
He seems to suddenly understand their origin now - Shen Qiao is also a judge, and he has sent many people away, so he should have done the same thing.
"Everyone..." Xia Qiao swallowed the word "death" and said, "Will it become like this?"
He said, "I like this."
Xia Qiao wanted to say that I liked it too, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was not so sad, as if Shen Qiao was still looking at him gently and lovingly somewhere.
He stood up when he smelled it, and pinched his phalanx with his fingers hanging by his side.
Xia Qiao also got up and circled around the sapling several times, as if he wanted to touch but did not dare to touch it.
"Is this tree going to be fertilized?" Xia Qiao asked.
When smelling: "It will grow by itself."
Xia Qiao said "Oh" and asked again, "Can I water it?"
When smelling: "I haven't poured it before, you can try it."
Xia Qiao did not dare to move again.
When he smelled it, he said angrily, "It rains every day outside and I don't see it pouring out."
Only then did Xia Qiao feel relieved, and wandered around to find the kettle, as if his soul had returned.
Wen Shi leaned against the door and watched him water the saplings after he was busy, and suddenly felt that the person who made the puppet must have a strange skeleton, otherwise how could he make such a two hundred and fifty.
***
With this white plum, Xia Qiao finally came back alive.
The house is a bit big, and it's a bit of a struggle to tidy up for two people who don't do housework well. Like Wen Shi hamster moving food, it took him two and a half days to move the sofa, table and chairs at home little by little.
In the afternoon after finishing everything, Xia Qiao planned to clean it up again, so he took out an item from the cabinet.
Wen Shi was looking for a big broom everywhere, when he heard the disc-like thing sticking to the ground, coming over with a humming sound, so that it didn't slam into his feet.
"What is this?" Wen Shi stared at it with his eyes down, his expression between "please it roll" and "step on it".
Xia Qiao hurried over, kicked the noisy thing away, and coaxed, "This is a sweeping robot."
"Do you still use a broom then?"
"No, no." Xia Qiao waved his hand.
He heard an "oh" sound and calmly accepted the existence of this thing.
Xia Qiao said in his heart that Brother Wen was Brother Wen, and he was calm, and at first glance, he had seen the world.
As a result, as soon as he finished his emotion, he found that Wen Shi had turned over a box of Baixu from the refrigerator again, and crunched for two hours with no expression on his face, just staring at the robot vacuum cleaner.
"Brother Wen." Xia Qiao moved to his side, pointed to the box and asked him, "Can you be full after eating this?"
He didn't lift his eyelids when he smelled: "No."
Xia Qiao: "Aren't you very hungry now?"
When smelling: "What do you think?"
"Then what should I eat?" Xia Qiao asked again.
"People." A word jumped when he heard it.
"..." Xia Qiao hurriedly ran away.
Thanks to these two hundred and fifty blessings, the hunger that had been suppressed for a long time when I smelled it came back on fire. He has a problem now, when he is hungry, he thinks of someone...
No, go away.
Wen Shi said to himself in his heart, and then he went to open the refrigerator again.
Xia Qiao followed and glanced at it, Bai Chun had already finished eating. When smelling, his eyes fell on the row of drinks.
Xia Qiao was positive this time: "Well, Brother Wen, let me introduce you to—"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Shi took a can of Coke from it, snapped open the tab, and said coolly, "I died in 1995, not in 65."
Xia Qiao: "..."
Well, you can hear it, the mood is even worse.
Xia Qiao didn't dare to talk too much, didn't dare to run far, just shrank to the side and silently brushed the phone.
After a long time, he heard his brother ask respectfully, "Xie Wen, is there any movement?"
Xia Qiao: "Huh?"
He frowned when he smelled: "Didn't he say he wants to rent a house and move?"
Xie Wen has not heard from him since he went down the mountain that day, as if the world had evaporated, and he never asked about the house again. Makes me feel a little weird...
Of course, it's mainly because of the strange smell.
After all, two and a half days is quite short in Xia Qiao's concept, and it will pass in a flash. Two and a half days without contact is not a problem at all.
But he didn't dare to tell Wen Shi like that, because he thought his brother Wen might be starving.
"Then let me... get in touch?" Xia Qiao asked.
He didn't make a decision when he heard it.
Just as Xiaqiao was looking for the number, he suddenly said, "Where is Xiping Garden? Do you know the way?"
Xia Qiao blinked: "Ang, I know."
what? Are you going to eat people
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