Enjin put the other leg on the edge of the bed, and lifted the hem of the skirt upwards. This time he was facing the direction of the head of the bed, and Gu Meng could clearly see his every move through the dim light from the window.
Enjin rested her chin on her bent knees, and held an old-fashioned folding razor in one hand, shaving slowly along the curve of her calf, making a soft "rustling" sound. Whether it's the gesture of raising his orchid fingers when holding the knife, or the movement of tilting his head and stretching the side of his neck, it makes people feel a natural coquettish attitude. More woman than woman. But in terms of momentum, he doesn't lose to any man. Charm and strength coexist, such a wonderful combination unexpectedly creates a kind of handsomeness that blurs gender in Enjin.
Gu Meng waited and watched for a while with mixed emotions, then shook the quilt and lay down, ready to continue to sleep. He comforted himself by saying that it was all, that his boyfriend would form a new personality in a few days, and from another point of view, it could be regarded as letting him experience different types of handsome guys. Just take it as a harem.
Gu Meng pulled up the quilt and sighed helplessly—
What treasure did he pick up
One quarter is better than six.
Gu Meng turned over on his side, lay down and was about to fall asleep, but within two seconds, he seemed to suddenly think of something, so he propped himself up and half sat up.
"Enjin." He asked uncertainly, "Did you hear a strange sound just now?"
Enjin raised the razor in front of her eyes, raised her chin, blew lightly on the blade, and said, "Plop."
"..." Gu Meng patted the edge of the bed in distaste to prevent leg hair from falling on it, then looked at Enjin and said, "What?"
"Something fell into the water." Enjin lowered his head and stroked his smooth calf, and said, "It fell into the cloth pot in the courtyard."
There is an open window next to it, sending a faint cold wind. After hearing Enjin's words, Gu Meng knelt up and leaned against the window, looking into the square courtyard. It turned out that it was foggy again outside at some point.
The gray fog at night blurs everything. The cloth drying rack became a tall and slender shadow, and there were long strips of cloth dangling and fluttering all over the courtyard. The cloth cooking vat in the northwest corner is facing the window, still bubbling, forming a stocky and squat silhouette through the fog. But the firewood burning below is clearly visible, and the orange light emitted is licking the tongue of fire up and down, tirelessly. Next to the tank is a rockery made of stones.
The windows of the room have a good view, and you can clearly see any movement in the courtyard from here. Gu Meng knelt on the bed, propped her elbows on the window sill, leaned out her upper body slightly to look around, and after looking for a long time, she didn't find anything unusual.
"The noise was quite loud at that time, and the thing that fell into it must not be a small thing..." Gu Meng said to herself, then turned to look at Enjin, "Did you see clearly what fell into the tank?" Yet?"
Enjin hugged her legs and was busy, absent-mindedly said: "I didn't watch it at the time."
When the sound of falling water sounded in the yard behind, Enjin was addicted to shaving her legs and couldn't extricate herself, so she didn't turn her head, just listening to the sound to identify the general direction. As for what fell into the water tank, he didn't care at all why there was such a strange movement in the house in the middle of the night.
Gu Meng looked out of the window at the simmering cloth pot that was simmering slowly, the thought of dying flashed by, and she suddenly wanted to go out to see what was in the pot. But it was just a momentary thought. It's midnight now, the fog is so heavy, and there are white paper lanterns hanging everywhere, the atmosphere is really scary. In addition, it was the first night, and he hadn't figured out the dungeon routine yet, so walking out of the room now might be bloody.
Gu Meng still decided to get up early tomorrow to see it. Thinking of this, he closed the window again, only opening a small gap. In fact, sleeping under the paper window makes people feel a little daunted, lacking a sense of privacy, as if whoever passes by the corridor outside can take a look in.
Gu Meng said: "I'll go to sleep first."
"Wait!" Enjin suddenly raised her head, her expression changed in a second, becoming serious.
"What's the matter?" Gu Meng was made nervous by him, and leaned forward hugging the quilt, "What happened?"
Enjin raised her face slightly and looked at the void above her. She pinched her earlobe with her left hand and slowly rubbed it, looking as if she was deep in thought.
"Enjin?" Gu Meng couldn't wait for an answer for a long time, worried for him, and whispered, "Did you see something?"
Follow Enjin's line of sight and look up. Nothing but blackness, only the heavy outlines of the beams.
"You said..." Enjin rubbed her earlobe for a while, and finally said, "Should I get my ears pierced tomorrow?"
Gu Meng said: "... huh?"
Enjin looked at Gu Meng and asked for advice: "I saw a pair of jadeite earrings on the street today. They are green and transparent, and I think they look good. So I'm thinking about getting my ears pierced. What do you think?"
Gu Meng: "..."
I feel like I'm going to hit someone.
Gu Meng restrained herself and wiped her face. She didn't look at Enjin any more, and just pulled up the quilt and lay down. I thought, that's all, even if the person in front of me is a fool, he still has to love. Used to it.
Gu Meng turned her back to the window, and said in a calm tone that disregarded the world: "It's as long as you are happy. Really."
He closed his eyes, opened them again after a while, and couldn't resist telling him, "Go to bed early after shaving."
"Okay." Enjin leaned down, with a slight smile in her soft voice, "I love you, Mr. Gu."
Then, Gu Meng felt a warm kiss on her cheek.
Five minutes later, Enjin closed the folding razor, looked at her two smooth calves, and unconsciously drew the corners of her lips slightly, showing a very satisfied look.
Everyone in the same room fell asleep, except for the sound of light breathing one after another. After getting off the ground, Enjin patted the hem of the cheongsam skirt, picked up the suit jacket at the corner of the bed with her fingertips, and flung it in a half circle in the air chicly, draping it over her shoulders. Then, without taking off his shoes, he stepped onto the bed, passed the sleeping Gu Meng, bent down and pushed open the paper window on the wall to get out.
After landing lightly, Enjin closed the window with her backhand. He pulled the front of his coat and walked towards the water tank in the northwest corner of the yard.
Almost the moment he walked down the corridor and stepped into the open-air courtyard, Enjin felt a prying eye. His gaze was in the dark, falling on him through the layers of fabric floating on the drying rack, and it seemed to be playing a game called "hunting".
Enjinniao, who was not a bird, passed through the thick fog and walked to the cloth cooking vat without stopping. He lowered his head and looked in. A jar of water was boiling and bubbling.
The rising water vapor blinded the sight, Enjin raised his hand and fanned it, and the white water vapor dispersed a little. This is a ridiculously large water tank, and it is not a problem for an adult to squat in it. The water is also very clean, and the reddish-brown lines on the bottom of the tank can be vaguely seen through the boiling water bubbles. It can now be seen that nothing has fallen into the tank.
Enjin backed away a little, and found that there were patches of wet dark water stains on the concrete floor around the fire. Judging from the scope and area of the splash, the things that fell into the tank at that time were indeed quite large. He looked at the rockery behind the water tank again, and made a visual inspection. Maybe the rocks on it rolled down and fell into the tank to achieve this effect. But there are no stones in the tank.
I don't know if it's because of the late autumn, or the unique characteristics of the yin house, but the temperature here is very low at night. Enjin gathered her coat to wrap herself, and already had a rough guess in her heart. His hairless calf was bare, and it was chilly when the cold wind blew by. He unconsciously rubbed his two slender legs against each other.
In addition to the sound of boiling water, there is also the hunting sound of dyed cloth hanging in the air to be blown by the wind. Seeing that there was nothing worth checking, Enjin turned around and walked back.
When passing a certain location, he stopped suddenly.
A piece of white cloth hangs from the high shelf on the left, and when it floats back and forth in the wind, the black figure falling on it is also twisted and fluttering. It was the shadow of a woman. Petite, with graceful body curves.
Enjin glanced down to the left, only to see a pair of bright red embroidered shoes stuck between the ground and the cloth. Above it was a pale and bloodless ankle.
Time seemed to stand still in the courtyard for an instant. On one side is a tall man and on the other is an unidentified woman. No one moved anymore, they were silently confronting each other through a trembling white cloth.
After a while, Enjin withdrew her eyes lightly, looked ahead, and said lightly: "The shoes are good. There is a chance to throw the link." After speaking, she left with her head upright.
woman:"… … "
After the dead silence returned to the courtyard, suddenly, a pale, thin hand protruded from behind the cloth and grabbed the edge of the cloth. That hand clutched the cloth and squeezed it tightly, looking very hard. It was obviously a piece of white cloth, but red dye was wrung out, flowing down the pale hand, like bright blood.
When I woke up the next morning, the fog had stopped. The sky above the ancient town reveals a kind of grayish blue that is neither gloomy nor gloomy. Looking up for a long time makes people feel depressing.
When the players met in the courtyard, their first reaction was to silently count their heads, and only after finding out that they were all online did they ask about what happened last night.
"The quality of sleep is not bad." Wen Lei held a carved mirror, stood on the steps of the corridor and wiped his hair against the light, and said proudly, "I didn't wake up last night, don't look at the terrible decoration of this house, it's all a bluff , nothing happened after sleeping all night, my young master is not afraid at all."
A middle-aged man in a red gown passed by, poured a basin of washing water on the concrete floor in the yard, and snorted indistinctly. It seems to express doubt and disdain for Wen Lei's words.
The middle-aged man's surname is Wang. He shared a room and bed with Wen Lei last night. Because he is a contractor, everyone calls him Boss Wang.
Hearing the laughter, Wen Lei immediately gave him a displeased look.
"I think this place is very spooky." Xiaojia Biyu's complexion was not good when she got up, and she was leaning on the porch pillar to caress her chest, and said sadly, "I was about to fall asleep, but I was disturbed by the strange noise in the yard." Woke up, with a plop..." She looked at the dyeing vats in the courtyard hesitantly, and continued uncertainly, "Did something fall into the vats?"
Bo Ye sat on the stone bench in the corridor, rubbed his eyes against the guardrail, and asked Tang Zhi, "Did there be strange noises last night?"
Tang Zhi was also sleepy and shook his head: "I didn't hear that."
Gu Meng crouched in the hallway brushing her teeth, spit out the foam after rinsing her mouth, shook her hands and stood up and said, "You two slept like pigs, of course I didn't hear you."
Bo Ye smiled at him: "Thank you for the compliment."
Gu Meng said: "All tanks were checked in the morning, and there is nothing in them."
He stepped up the corridor to go back to his room, but when he passed by Xiaojiabiyu, he was slightly pulled.
"Hey, wait." Xiaojia Biyu took a step forward, and before Gu Meng could react, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it on the corner of Gu Meng's mouth, reminding him gently, "There is toothpaste foam."
Gu Meng took a step back uncomfortably, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said, "...Thank you."
Most of the Jiangnan girls have a crush on handsome, gentle men, and someone like Gu Meng obviously fits the bill. And it fits a little too well.
Bo Ye stretched out his arms on the rear guardrail, looked up and sighed: "Our teacher Gu, who is suitable for both men and women, is suitable for all ages..."
Peter Pan once again used his dog-leg characteristics, ran to Enjin's side, and whispered: "Brother, can you bear this?"
Enjin squinted at Gu Meng, crossed her arms, walked up to a dyeing vat, raised her long leg and stepped on the edge of the vat.
The others looked at Enjin in puzzlement, and before they could ask any questions, they saw the big guy in the cheongsam easily kicking over a big vat.
Everyone: "..."
what happened
After the dye vat was dumped, the thick dye flowed all over the place and continued to spread, creating a spectacular scene.
Gu Meng said: "... Enjin?"
I don't know why he suddenly went crazy.
Enjin pulled on her coat and walked up the steps, passing Gu Meng without looking sideways, and said in a light and gorgeous voice, "Did you see it?"
"That's the current state of jealousy in my heart."
flipped.
Gu Meng: "..."
other people:"… … "
It's so vivid that it's hard to figure it out.
Bo Ye looked back at the huge dye vat, and said, "...my friend, your vinegar vat is too big."
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Thanks to Jing Keke for the two mines, and to Lan Dengjun for the mines~
Will update tomorrow. Come on, Lu Xiaokui!