Song Nineteen had a long dream.
In the dream, she was playing cards with Ayin, Ah Luo, and the youngest Tu. There was a rattling sound on the card table, and Ayin took a mouthful of melon seeds. He peeked at Ah Luo and returned to his senses. After a while, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to get up and squat on the stool. Ayin scolded him for squatting too high to peek, and the two of them fought each other.
Li Shiyi passed by, put a glass of warm water next to Song Shijiu's bed, bowed his head and said to her, "Don't sit for too long."
Song Nineteen held the warm water, as if holding Li Shiyi's warm heart.
After holding it for a while, the water became Zhongshan's hot spring again. She was soaking in the soup with her naked body in it. She drank wine before, her cheeks were flushed, and the hair she pulled up was dripping with water. She leaned against the pool with her arms on her back. Ask Sichun's concubine Yu: "You say tempted? tempted, what is it?"
Love, what is it
It is the willow leaf that tugs when the wind blows, the lingering eaves when the rain dissipates, the temperature of Li Shiyi's back to test the temperature when he pours the water, the opposite side of Ayin Guazi'er who always turns to Aro, and the one who responds to Tu Lao Yao. Hearing Sister-in-law Tu's shout, he put down his cards and slipped away.
In the future, I will make up for it shamelessly.
Youngest Tu always loves to make amends. Hey, he shrank his neck twice, saying I'm sorry, sorry, but don't take it to heart.
Song Nineteen clenched his hand until it turned white, and the other hand tightly grasped the wrist of the person in front of the bed. His face was red and his eyelids were trembling. He was talking nonsense with his lips trembling. When he got closer, he could hear her mouth being dazed. One: "I'm sorry."
Repeatedly, shivering, it made my heart tremble when I heard it.
After a while, she stopped. When she opened her eyes, she was calm. She didn't even stare at the top of the bed for a while, and turned her head to face the people in the room.
It was still the yard of Douding's house, and it was still the bed where she and Li Shiyi lived together. There were some cracks in the walls, revealing a corn-like fault inside. There was a smell of grass in the room. , The tables, chairs, cabinets and cabinets are all broken, and they scream when they move, but there is a girl standing in the center, making tea with her neck down.
Song Nineteen frowned in surprise the moment she saw her clearly. She was wearing the old wide black robe, thick cloth shoes, long soft hair set aside, and the face was clear soup with little water, not even the slightest decoration. No, both hands are very pure, if it is not for the appearance of ten fingers that have not touched the spring water, there is nothing incompatible with this room.
Song Nineteen moistened her lips and wanted to call her, but she didn't know what to call her. She was dressed the same as Li Shiyi before, but Song Nineteen couldn't be in Ling Heng's place like last night. In her arms, she called out to her with tears in her eyes, "Eleven."
She began to feel embarrassed because she found that, no matter Ling Heng or Eleven, she still liked the person in front of her so much, and it didn't weaken in the slightest.
Because of this, she couldn't be coquettish and foolish as usual. She wasn't sure whether Li Shiyi, who had returned to consciousness, would want her after such a catastrophe.
She's not the lawless girl she used to be, she's made a mistake.
The person in front of him turned his head, saw Song Nineteen looking at her, put down the teapot, handed it to her, and said warmly, "Wake up."
Song Nineteen sat up, and a small movement hurt her so much that she gasped for air. She slowly moved around, took the tea in her hands, was stunned for a while, and then gently placed her right shoulder. With a shrug, he realized that all the broken bones were taken back. She glanced at the person beside the bed and asked in a low voice, "How many days has it been?"
"Seven days." The two words were mouth-wateringly sweet.
"Xiaodouding they..."
"Okay." Two more words with a long aftertaste.
"I..." Song Nineteen lowered his head.
But she heard a very soft voice lift her chin: "You call me."
Song Nineteen looked at her, his eyes were wet, he blinked weakly twice, moistening his pale lips.
The girl reflected in her eyes tilted her head and looked at her tenderly.
"Eleven." Her eyes flashed like a flash, and she unconsciously twisted a quilt in her hand. Just because these two words fell, Li Shiyi, who was beside the bed, hooked her fingers and put them in the palm of her hand. Knead gently.
From the pulp of the fingers, to the knuckles, to the numb palm roots, Yi Cun Cun woke up her fingers, and avoided the wound on the top meticulously.
Li Shiyi did this when she knew her identity for the first time when she was in the Snake Cave, but now she is doing it again, like a reminder that she doesn't have to resort to words.
The clothes she specially changed, the name she asked for, and the skillful movements were all touching Song Nineteen's memory, all telling her - don't be afraid.
Song Nineteen's heart became unbelievably soft for a moment because of her actions, a soreness in her nose choked her throat, she bit her lower lip and lowered her head silently.
Yu Guangli Li Shiyi seemed to be pulling the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "It's a good call."
Before Song Nineteen could return to her senses, she pulled out a long object from behind her, spread out Song Nineteen's five fingers with the other hand, and placed the object in her palm.
With her words just now, it sounds like a reward that suits her heart.
Song Nineteen took a closer look. It was a fan, the same size as the one she used before, but a little heavier. The fan surface was the same as that of Zhongshan's morning light, but the ribs were replaced. It was replaced with wood, which was pitch-black and faintly glowing with an ancient light. She reached out and touched it, and there was some blood in it. The top and bottom of each one were engraved with small dragon scales.
She glanced at the dragon scale, and then at Li Shiyi, feeling that she was really being coaxed.
The dragon scales were clearly carved from Li Shiyi's hands, which meant that it was very subtle, like an adult embroidering a small name on a sweat towel for a young child.
She glanced at Li Shiyi again, and Li Shiyi only looked at her with warm eyes, just tucked the corners of his mouth, as if waiting for her evaluation.
Song Nineteen suddenly had a strange intuition, feeling that this shy girl, along with the goddess who was indifferent and alienated in her bones, were using unskilled tricks to soothe her.
Or rather, redeem her.
Song Nineteen then touched and touched the small dragon scale, his teeth biting and biting the tender meat on the inner wall of his mouth, and after a while he asked her carefully, "What is this?"
"The dragon's right claw."
When it was cut down, it was only half a person's length, and after a little spell, it became extremely small. Li Shiyi took the most delicate metacarpal bone and redo this small floating fan for her.
Song Nineteen took a small breath and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. She fainted that day and didn't know how the dragon's claws were left. She wanted to ask a question or two, but remembered Mr. Tu, but she couldn't find anything interesting.
Her eyes were foggy, and she finally hid a story that couldn't be told, and her original radiance was caged into a solitary lantern covered with stars and moon.
But Li Shiyi didn't try to comfort her any more, he just pursed his lips and said to her, "If you just smile."
Song Nineteen looked at her sideways.
Usually the word "ruo" is followed by "ben" or "just" in the second half of the sentence, but Li Shiyi didn't follow it. He just lifted the corner of his mouth lightly and drew her with his eyes.
Song Nineteen let go of his biting lower lip and stared at her in a daze, followed by a slightly ugly smile as she lifted the corner of her mouth.
She was a little annoyed, even at this time, she still obeyed Li Shiyi's words, even more obedient.
Li Shiyi raised her hand slightly, touched her chin, and said softly, "I see."
Song Nineteen was lost, but he was not stupid. He stared at her face alertly, for fear of missing a clue.
However, Li Shiyi smiled and knocked on the Shentu decree on his waist, and there was a sound of knocking on the door.
Crackling, beating, beating, no education at all.
Song Nineteen's heart was turned upside down by the knock on the door, as if she had been put into a frying pan, no matter what fruits and vegetables were stir-frying, the big and small fire made her dizzy, and there was even something that could not be avoided. The black smoke caused Song Nineteen to cough slightly.
Song Nineteen looked at Li Shiyi as if asking for help, as if waiting for her to deny it, but her transparent eyes made guesses run. It's not Xiaodouding, Xiaodouding is not so tall, it's not Chunping, Chunping doesn't have such strength, and she's not from the village, there is no reason, Song Nineteen just knows.
She grabbed Li Shiyi's sleeve and was about to say something, but the door couldn't wait, she pushed it open with a "slap", and a pot of clothes came in first, her face hidden behind the clothes, and she said recklessly: "Wake up. Okay? What to eat, do you want to eat saozi noodles? There are also ready-made dumplings. Knock on for a long time, and don't open the door, are you stupid?"
"Little Nineteen?" Enlarged in front of him is a big face like a pancake. The heaven is full and the pavilion is round. There are some pimples on the cheeks. Hanging to the base of his ear, he grinned.
The smoke like cooking vegetables choked into his eyes, Song Nineteen looked at the smiling face of the youngest Tu, and tears rolled down his throat as soon as he moved.
She cried helplessly and silently, and her expression was blank, as if she was looking at a painting called Mr. Tu through the glass.
"Stupid." Mr. Tu retracted his smile and said to Li Shiyi worriedly.
Li Shiyi tilted his head slightly, motioned him to go out, then sat next to Song Shijiu, helped her on his shoulder, patted her lightly again, and then said, "This time, it's Jiaolong's left claw."
Tu Lao Yao was originally related to Shen Tu Ling and was not part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so it would not be difficult to keep his soul behind.
She used another dragon claw to make up a ghost bone for the youngest Tu, so that he could return to the world with a physical body, but it was a ghost, and he had to return to Shentu Ling every night to rest, otherwise his spirit would become increasingly weak. .
Song Nineteen was stunned to hear what she said, but she didn't show any description of ecstasy. She was still a little bit lost, and she was still a little dizzy, just because for the first time she truly understood what loss is, and it's also the first time. Once lost and found.
It turned out that the sense of loss was not because the youngest Tu had hardened his tongue and died, but just two words—if.
If she hadn't been brave, if she hadn't made a fool of herself, if nothing had happened, Mr. Tu wouldn't have become this unremarkable appearance.
And what was lost and found was not that the youngest Tu opened his eyes and took a step, it was just two words - stupid.
There were other things. She looked at the dark green under Li Shiyi's eyes in her wet eyelashes, thinking about how she had meticulously carved the scales on the fan bones when she was in a coma, and how she had painted the old skin with each stitch. The ghost bones of the youngest were sewn together. It was not her own fault that she sewed the youngest.
She heard Li Shiyi touch her hair, and said softly, "Youngest Tu has been confused for half his life, and he is smart once in the end."
Although he gave up a body, he saved Li Shiyi and Song Shijiu, and knew that Lingheng had the ability to save him.
She remembered that when Mr. Tu opened his eyes for the first time, he smiled at her and said, "Master Fu, I am a ghost, and I will be your brother from Taishan Mansion in the future. Take care."
She asked him what he wanted.
He picked his eyelids and said, "Can you let me keep my mother-in-law in the same way?"
After he thought about it, he went back and told his mother-in-law that he had taken the elixir of life, and his mother-in-law was stupid. He believed anything he said, otherwise, how could he have been slandered by such a poor and poor bastard in the first place
After this life, the mother-in-law died, and he returned to Taishan Mansion, guarding Li Shiyi and Song Shijiu.
As such, it's wonderful. For the rest, there are only a few details.
Li Shiyi thought about this and smiled slightly.
She heard Song Nineteen snort softly on her shoulders. She calmed down and woke up. She suddenly exhaled hot air and said, "Your spells are so high."
It turns out that even Ayao and Jiaolong have to be afraid of three points, so... "Then..." She hesitated.
She heard a warm smile from the person above and continued, "Then, I didn't have to fight you for so long back then."
Song Nineteen raised his head, his heart pounding: "What do you mean?"
"Think for yourself."