Waiting makes the night long, and it also breeds many possibilities in the sky.
Li Shiyi was wearing a crow-blue gown. Before going upstairs, he just sat in the living room and carved a gadget with a lamp. The wood in his hand is slender and long, and the neat scales are carved by the exquisite knife work. The fingers cover the deer-like horns at the top, and sweep the sawdust on it.
Only halfway through the carving, she stopped. What the dragon looks like, she has never seen it with her own eyes. On the New Year pictures, in the book, the dragon's eyes are protruding viciously, like a copper bell, very mighty, but she pressed the tip of the knife against the wooden surface, and always felt that she should have soft eyelids, upward eyelashes, long and thick eyelashes, and Watery pupils.
If he smiles openly, he will squint like a crescent moon, and there are lying silkworms made of honey.
She put down the wooden sculpture and began to miss Song Nineteen.
Speaking of which, Song Nineteen was named by her. She didn't think much of it at first, so she called it casually and perfunctoryly. I don't know if she likes to hear her cold "Nineteen" or the respectful "Nine Master" from others.
Her old friend, Zhu Yan, Yu Shi's concubine, what do you usually call her? Is it Ah Zhu, or Ah Jiu
Ajiu, Ajiu, and Li Shiyi also felt a little pleasant.
On the other hand, I never cared whether "nine" or "eleven" was bigger.
She tightened her gown, stood up, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of boiling water, leaned against the table while blowing it, and drank it in small sips. She looked up at the swinging pendulum of the Western bell twice, then she straightened up and opened the door. I want to go for a walk in the yard.
The old wooden doorman shouted loudly, as if opening and closing would cut off a piece of meat. Li Shiyi frowned, but when he looked up, he saw Song Shijiu standing in the courtyard.
There are many heart-wrenching moments in the world that are "just right" and "fortunate". For example, the person whom I just missed just appeared in front of me, and Song Nineteen's appearance can also be called a blessing.
Li Shiyi stared at her earnestly, still in Qian'er's moon-white cheongsam, the raccoon fur of the coat was stained with two broken leaves, and there were two inconspicuous pieces of dry ashes on the hem of the clothes.
Her curly hair was a little messy, and she frivolously surrounded her beautiful face, which was more vivid than her regular appearance.
What's more vivid is her expression, her eyes are smart and lively, but her eyelids are lazy, and the corners of her mouth are slightly hooked, and she doesn't know whether to smile or not.
Li Shiyi took another look at Yelu on her temples, as if she had been standing there for a while.
She was a little annoyed, thinking that she was too focused on carving just now, and she didn't hear her footsteps.
"Where did you go?" Li Shiyi asked, his voice like the wind sneaking into a dream.
And Song Nineteen's answer disturbed Qing Meng even more, she said, "You know."
Her eyes were calm and tacit, and the person opposite her always knew where she was.
Li Shiyi's eyes moved, remembering that when he was sitting in the bathtub, he heard the sound of breathing on the roof.
On the roof, Song Nineteen was lying on his side by the high back of the bricks and tiles, his cheeks resting on the back of his hands, and the undulating curves of his body were as beautiful as the mountains outlined by the holy hands of Danqing. Just like when she was in Zhongshan, she exhaled and inhaled, opened and closed her eyes, thought quietly, and quietly felt the body temperature of this courtyard.
Jackdaw stopped at her waist, leaves fell in her hair, she came from nature and returned to nature.
But in the end it was different. There was no crisp sound of Ah Yin throwing mahjong in the bird call, and the sun, moon and stars couldn't match Li Shiyi's slight snort when he smiled.
She closed her eyes, all Li Shiyi was in her eyes.
She still liked her so much, that love was not compressed by the expanding memory, but unwilling branches were born in the gap, scratching her heart softly.
After Li Shiyi listened to her whole ups and downs of breathing, when he regained his senses, he realized that the water in the wooden bucket was cold to the bones. She stood up and walked downstairs to play the sound of dominoes, while Song Jiujiu was usually the favorite. The entertainment did not lure her.
Her favorite snack didn't lure her either.
At night, Song Nineteen's breathing could still be heard, and Li Shiyi lay on the bed and waited, waiting for her breathing to become long and regular, and for her to have a sweet dream.
She often suppressed her worries about whether she would catch a cold, and often wanted to put on a coat for her sleeping.
Even if she was born with a divine bone, the temperature of the mortal world could not help her, and could only make Li Shiyi's worries useless.
However, the softest part of the human heart is called useless effort.
Song Nineteen looked at her and said, "You ask again knowingly."
Li Shiyi asked again knowingly, but Song Shijiu didn't say whether she liked it or not.
Li Shiyi's nervousness came to an end later, and termites eroded her internal organs like wood. She didn't play tricks on Song Shijiu. On the contrary, she lost her confidence.
Song Nineteen grew up in a honey pot, and was born sweet and smooth. This was the first time she had a quarrel with her. However, Song Nineteen would eventually find out that falling in love is not a honey pot. If she accidentally tasted a little bitter Harmony, will there be regret and shaken
Li Shiyi moved his ring finger holding the cup, and then he realized that the water in the cup was boiling hot.
Song Nineteen had a panoramic view of her small movements, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, walked towards Li Shiyi, and was about to speak.
The tip of her tongue flicked between her lips and teeth, and she murmured half a word with a smile, not knowing whether it was "Ling" or "Li", and finally she said, "Li Shiyi, you have today too."
She should have said this a long time ago, and imagined that when Ling Heng was deeply rooted in her own life and death, she hummed contemptuously and disdainfully.
In the end, she said this sentence, but said it so softly, so sweetly, so reluctantly.
She looked at Li Shiyi, and suddenly felt a sense of fate.
"In the past few days, I have thought about it a lot, and I am a little unconvinced."
"I'm not convinced when I lowered my body and said I liked you, but you turned me out."
The handsome, unrestrained and unrestrained Nine Masters have been cultivated to have such a warm appearance, and that person even took advantage of the fire, kidnapped his heart, and even pushed three obstacles and four gestures, and finally reluctantly accepted. Down.
She looked at Li Shiyi with some pride that Song Nineteen had never had before. This pride made her look radiant, but she did not have the sharp edge she used to be, and was wrapped in a soft coat.
Softer than her eyes were her words, she said, "But you let me in after all."
The girl who is just the right age, standing in the yard overflowing with moonlight, also seems to be standing on the heart of Li Shiyi who once closed the door and thanked guests.
"I was down there just now, looking at your window. I think if you open the window and look at me, I won't care about you."
"You didn't open the window, but you appeared in front of me. What should I do? I didn't expect it, but it seems to be better than I expected."
"I want to blame this unreasonable trajectory, but I don't know how."
Her words were sincere and gentle, and stretched Li Shiji's chest to an infinite size. She had never been so moved. The hot water in her hands lost her consciousness, as if her hearing was superfluous. She just wanted to sink in Song Jiu's eyes. , sinking into her closed lips.
She saw Song Nineteen tilted her head and said, "But you shouldn't guard against me, you are wrong."
Li Shiyi pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."
Song Nineteen smiled, put his hands behind his back, and said, "But you're defending me because I'm too powerful, right?"
Li Shiyi's smile spread from his lips and nodded, "Yes."
Terribly awesome. Walking, sitting, lying down, speaking and expression, all were at the point that Li Shiyi couldn't let go of. She was the most powerful monster Li Shiyi had ever dealt with, and she was also the most difficult tomb she had ever visited.
Song Nineteen was delighted, he picked up his heels, and reached out to hold Li Shiyi.
Holding her hand, she suddenly sighed. She couldn't tell anyone how she felt when her memory came back, as if she was a patient who had been paralyzed for a long time. Her body started to feel numb from her toes, and she started to move inch by inch. The numbness made her extremely uncomfortable. Can't wait to return to the sickbed, but she needs these legs so much to walk to Li Shiyi's side in good condition.
No matter whether it is Ajiu or nineteen, she is finally a complete girl, having a heavy dream, and having a real lover by her side.