Torrential rain.
Suzaku Street was shrouded in rain and fog.
Princess Xinyang sat by the window, quietly watching the heavy rain in the yard.
She was wearing pajamas, as if she had just gotten up from the quilt.
Yujin came out of the flower house, took the umbrella, brushed the rainwater off the umbrella, and handed it to the little maid beside her. Then she turned around and entered the house, and said to Princess Xinyang, "That peony is alive, but it can't be like this anymore. A few more times, even Daluo Jinxian can't save him."
Princess Xinyang didn't say a word, just admired the rain silently.
"The rain has all blown in." Yu Jin walked over, took off the stick that was supporting the Xuan window, and put down the Xuan window, "After this rain, it must be cold, and it just so happens that it will be the evening of the moon. ."
There was no heavy rain to watch, Princess Xinyang lowered her gaze, but still did not speak.
Yu Jin looked at her deeply: "Princess, are you worried?"
"I had a dream just now." Princess Xinyang said, "I dreamed of the child."
Yu Jin's eyes moved, and he asked tentatively, "Is it the little Marquis?"
"Yeah." Princess Xinyang readily admitted, pinching her left sleeve with her right hand, "He shouted to kill me."
Yu Jin's face changed slightly: "Princess!"
Princess Xinyang smiled lightly.
Yu Jin hesitated before speaking and sighed: "It's getting late, the princess should rest early."
…
Xiao Liulang woke up in the middle of the night. He was lying on the soft bed, and after a while of dizziness, he remembered that he seemed to be lying on the table and fell asleep, but why did he get to the bed? It doesn't seem to be his own bed.
"woke up?"
Gu Jiao's voice came from his ears.
The rain outside the house lightened, and the torrential rain turned into a patter of autumn rain, and the surroundings seemed to have the coolness of autumn all at once.
There was a dim yellow oil lamp on the candlestick.
Xiao Liulang turned to look at Gu Jiao, who was lying beside him. Her expression and voice were not confused at all, and she obviously hadn't slept.
The heart palpitations remaining in the dream calmed down little by little under her gentle gaze.
"What's wrong with me?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that the hoarse voice didn't look like his own, and his throat was full of pain.
Gu Jiao said, "You fell ill today because of the rain. Before your family came back, you had a very high fever. Clearance was taking care of you."
Xiao Liulang was slightly stunned: "He... takes care of me?"
Will the little monk still take care of people
Gu Jiao bent the corners of her lips and tapped the antipyretic sticker on his forehead: "This, he put it on you."
When Xiaojingkong had acne and high fever, Gu Jiao posted this for him, and he also prepared a box at home, but he didn't expect him to remember it, and even took it out and posted it to Xiao Liulang.
Xiao Liulang touched the cold and soft object on his forehead, and he felt a chill in hindsight.
Needless to say, he could guess that it was something in her small medicine box. He saw that the three of them had posted it.
Xiao Liulang is already very accepting of strange items in the small medicine box, but he is quite surprised that the small clear space can still take care of himself.
"The little guy still knows how to take care of people?" he murmured.
Gu Jiao curled her lips: "Not only that, he also fed you water, but you don't remember it yourself. It was raining heavily at that time, and there was no one at home, so he put on a small raincoat and went to the medical center to invite Doctor Song. home."
"Has he... come that far?"
Xiao Liulang was even more surprised.
The little guy is always at home and sings against him from time to time, making everyone jump around, and it is easy for people to misunderstand that he is a naughty and ignorant child.
But in fact, he is far stronger and wiser than children of the same age.
Gu Jiao looked at him: "So surprised?"
Xiao Liulang said truthfully: "I just didn't expect him to care about me so much."
Gu Jiao said: "Compared to me, he is more worried about you. He said that you are too good at taking care of yourself. You don't bring an umbrella when it rains. You might as well be a child like him."
Xiao Liulang explained: "I didn't think it would rain when I went out."
He went out too early, the sky was still dark, and he couldn't see the sky at all. When Xiao Jingkong went out, there was already a morning glow in the sky. He recently studied at Guozi Supervision, "If you don't go out in the morning, the sunset will travel thousands of miles."
He took his umbrella and raincoat with him.
Really reassuring kid.
Gu Jiao smiled slightly and said, "King Kong also said, 'I know my brother-in-law goes out early, but wouldn't he buy an umbrella on the way? You have to come back in the rain all the way, stupid!'"
The corner of Xiao Liulang's mouth twitched, yes, this disgusting little tone was imitated vividly.
Gu Jiao continued, "He also asked me if I didn't give you pocket money, so you can't even afford an umbrella."
Xiao Liulang: "..."
How did a four-year-old monk come up with so many things
Gu Jiao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took a medicine and handed it to him, then poured a cup of hot water: "Now that you are awake, drink the medicine."
Xiao Liulang sat up, took the medicine and drank the water.
Then he finally realized something was wrong: "Why am I lying on your bed?"
Gu Jiao blinked and said seriously, "I didn't carry you over here!"
Xiao Liulang: "..."
"Sleep!" After Gu Jiao put the teacup away, she lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead!
Xiao Liulang also lay down, but did not sleep, but looked at her for a moment.
Even with her eyes closed, Gu Jiao could feel the unignorable gaze from him. She opened her eyes and said, "Yes, I forgot to turn off the lights."
She said, and went to put out the oil lamp before lying down again.
The room suddenly fell into darkness and an eerie silence.
Xiao Liulang could hear her breathing that was not too even, and he still looked at her in the dark, and said, "If one day, you find that I am not what you see, will you be disappointed? ?"
"Why should I be disappointed?" Gu Jiao turned her head to him, "Also, isn't it what I saw? Is your face fake?"
She raised her hand and squeezed his face.
"… No," he said.
Gu Jiao's fingertips moved down and touched his small chest muscles: "Is this fake?"
Xiao Liulang took a deep breath: "...No."
"What about this?"
Her little hand poked his abs again.
Wherever her fingertips went, they were soft and numb, as if they were on fire.
Xiao Liulang hurriedly grabbed her restless little hand, worried that if she didn't stop her, if her hand went down, she would not know if she would poke something that shouldn't be poke.
"It's also true." He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch it."
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Xiao Liulang: Why does this tone sound so regretful
Xiao Liulang didn't let go of her hand, but he didn't use too much force. If she wanted, she could pull it out.
Gu Jiao didn't do this, she turned to face him, as if she really saw him in the dark night when she couldn't see her fingers.
The breaths of the two were endlessly entangled in the night.
Suddenly, she hooked his finger and asked, "Since you are real from head to toe, then I won't be disappointed."
But what if the identity is fake
What if I'm not who you think I am at all
Xiao Liulang calmed down and used a lot of courage to let himself speak: "Have you ever thought about it, maybe I'm not real..."
In the end it's indescribable.
In fact, Gu Jiao doesn't mind, it doesn't matter if he is the real Xiao Liulang.
But since he brought his words to the bright side, she is also willing to confess with him once.
Gu Jiao then looked at him: "Not the real thing?"
Xiao Liulang tightened her hand: "It's not real..."
"Ah!"
There was a sudden sneeze behind him, Xiao Liulang's tiger body shook, he turned his head and looked to the other side of him.
The night was so dark that he couldn't see it, but he reached out and touched it, and he really touched a small glutinous rice ball that was yawning.
"Why, why is he here?"
Xiao Liulang was almost in a cold sweat!
Fortunately, I didn't do anything to Gu Jiao, otherwise—
Gu Jiao snorted and said, "He didn't trust you, so he followed. He probably wanted to pee, so he drank a bowl of Sydney soup before going to bed."
As Gu Jiao spoke, she found a fire stick on the bedside table and lit the oil lamp.
Sure enough, the dazed little headroom had already covered his little ass. He was dreaming, dreaming that he was looking for toilets everywhere, and he finally found it!
"I'll come." Xiao Liulang said.
As soon as he picked up the small headroom, he didn't even have time to take off his pants, and the small headroom urinated...
Proper black history!
Xiao Liulang was pissed all over his face, with black lines all over his face: "..."
The next morning, Xiao Liulang was fine except for a sore throat and a hoarse voice.
Xiao Qingkong woke up comfortably on the Jiaojiao bed, refreshed.
He stretched out of the east room, and saw Xiao Liulang sitting in the main room sorting books. Last night, the books were wet by the rain that drifted in. The sky was clear this morning, so he planned to take the books out to dry.
He also saw the small clearance coming out of the east room, raised his eyebrows and said, "You peeed your pants last night."
Xiao Jingkong stared: "You are talking nonsense! How could I wet the bed! I didn't wet my pants when I was one year old!"
It's the truth, he's the only baby in the temple who doesn't pee his pants!
Xiao Liulang said: "If you don't believe me, go and see, your wet pants haven't been washed yet."
Xiao Jingkong ran to the backyard to see that it was the pants he wore before going to bed, it was really wet!
And this time he was wearing another pair of pants.
Xiao Jingkong's body swayed, and his little hands covered his mouth in disbelief: "This, this, this..."
Xiao Liulang came over, and the corner of his lips twitched: "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Xiao Jingkong waved a small fist and jumped in a hurry: "I, I, I didn't pee my pants! One, it must be you! It's you who pissed your pants! It's up to me to pee on me! If you don't believe me, look! Your pants are also there! Here! Wet!"
Xiao Liulang: "I was pissed by you!"
Xiao Jingkong firmly didn't believe that he had wet his pants. He even wet his pants even if he was so old as a bad brother-in-law. After peeing, he was shy!
"Humph!"
Xiao Jingkong's nose hummed away!
The future generals of the six kingdoms: this god will not have such a black history╭(╯^╰)╮
(End of this chapter)