The amount of alcohol burned by the ink is actually not bad.
However, on New Year's Eve this night, he was clearly worried, but in order to pretend that he had nothing to do, he drank the five altars of pear white with a smile. In the end, there was some confusion.
The teacher even dragged him back, and when he fell on the bed, the ink burned his throat and wanted to call the name of the teacher.
Habits, however, are scary.
In the past so many years, the people who have been with me are not the white moonlight in my heart, but the mosquito blood that I am tired of seeing.
As soon as he said it, he was still calling out the person he thought he hated.
"Chu nightning..."
Ambiguous.
"Wanning... I... "
The teacher was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Chu nightning who was standing by the door. Chu nightning just took Xue Meng back to the bedroom. At this time, he brought a bowl of sober soup in, and he just heard the murmur of the ink burning.
After he was astonished, he immediately believed that he had heard it wrong.
After all, the ink burns is called the master, and it is even if it is called Chu Wanning. As for Wanning-
He couldn't help remembering that time in the red lotus waterside, the two embraced each other and slept, and the word "wanning" was clearly called in the ink burning sleep, followed by a kiss on the lips.
Could it be that there is actually a little left in the heart of the ink burning...
Before he could think about it, he choked it out.
Chu nightning has always been decisive and straightforward, but the only thing is love, he thinks, he is a coward.
"Master." The teacher's pair of soft and bright eyes with peerless charm looked at him hesitantly, "You..."
"Um?"
"...Actually it's nothing. Since the master is here to take care of Ah Ran, then I, I will go first."
Chu nightning said: "Wait a minute."
"Do you have any other orders, Master?"
Chu nightning said: "You are going to Taohuayuan tomorrow?"
"… Um."
Chu nightning has no expression. After a while, he said: "You go to rest. A few people are outside, they have to take care of each other, and-"
He paused before saying, "Remember to come back early."
The teacher left.
Chu nightning walked to the bedside, raised the ink blankly, and fed him the sober soup one by one.
Mo Ran didn't like the sour taste, and he spit it out after drinking it for a long time. After spitting it out, I woke up a bit, opened my eyes, looked at Chu Wanning half-awake and half-drunk, and muttered: "Master?"
"Um. I'm here."
"Pfft." For some reason, he laughed again, his dimples were deep, and then he said, "Brother fairy."
Chu nightning: "..."
After speaking, he fell asleep again.
Chu nightning worried that he would catch a cold, and stayed beside him, twisting the quilt for him from time to time.
Outside the bedroom, many disciples haven't slept yet. In the cultivating world, there is a habit of keeping the year old, and most people are still in groups of three or five telling jokes, playing Pai Gow, or changing spells.
When the water leaks hanging in front of the Danxin Hall were all drained, it meant that the time of the year was coming. The disciples went out of the room one after another and started to set off fireworks and firecrackers.
The ink burned in a daze and was awakened by the deafening sound outside.
Opened his eyes and held the throbbing forehead, but saw Chu Wanning sitting beside his bed, his calm and handsome face did not have much expression, and when he saw that he was awake, he just said lightly: "Wake you up? "
"Master..."
After waking up, I couldn't help but feel a shudder.
Why is Chu nightning with him? What about the teacher
In your sleep, you can't say anything wrong, right
Mo Ran was uneasy, and he stole his eyes to see the look of Chu nightning. Fortunately, Chu nightning was nothing, which made him a little relieved.
There was a sound of firecrackers outside, and the two looked at each other for a while without embarrassment.
Chu nightning: "Go to see the fireworks?"
Ink burning: "Where is the teacher?"
The two sentences were spoken almost simultaneously.
It's too late to regret again.
The ink burned a little surprised, and opened his eyes slightly, as if he had never known him, and stared at his face for a long time.
After the silence, Chu nightning seemed to get up without caring, and when he pushed the door out, he turned half of his face: "It's all about keeping the year old, he shouldn't sleep, you go to him."
Sure enough, with such a bad temper of his own, even if he gambled all his courage and left him and himself to watch the fireworks bloom overnight, all they would get would be rejection.
It would be embarrassing to not ask if I knew earlier.
Back to the red lotus waterside, Chu nightning sat alone under the undefeated Begonia flower tree, alone, wearing a cloak to keep out the cold, watching the sparkling fireworks in the sky.
In the distance, the warm lights of the place where the disciple lived, and the laughter and laughter came, which had nothing to do with him.
He should have gotten used to it by now.
But I don't know why, my heart is very dull.
Probably after seeing the excitement of others, and then returning to his own coldness, it will be extraordinarily uncomfortable.
He looked at the fireworks one after another silently, one or two, and people were greeting each other happy New Year's Eve, three times and five times.
Chu nightning leaned against the flower tree and closed his eyes tiredly.
I don't know how long it took, I suddenly felt that someone broke into the enchantment.
His heart moved slightly, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, until he heard the sound of slightly panting breathing, and the familiar footsteps sounded, and stopped not far away.
There was a hint of hesitation in the boy's voice.
"Master."
Chu nightning: "..."
"I'm leaving tomorrow."
"… "
"It will take a long time to come back."
"… "
"I think that there is nothing to do tonight, and I have to get up early tomorrow. The teacher should have already slept, and he will not be in the old age."
The footsteps sounded again, this time they got closer, and stopped a few feet away.
The ink burned: "So if you are still willing, I..." He opened his mouth, and the following sentences were covered by a huge cluster of lively fireworks.
Chu nightning stretched his eyes, raised his eyes, and saw that the stars in the night sky were brilliant, and the silver frost and fireworks were scattered.
"… "
Chu nightning has always been arrogant, and has never been dismissive of the company of others because of sympathy. But at this time, when he looked at him, he suddenly felt that he couldn't say anything to refuse.
Probably because he was also obsessed with shochu.
At this time, Chu nightning actually felt that the chest was sore and warm.
"Since you're here, sit down." Finally, he said lightly, "I'll watch it with you."
He looked up at the sky, his expression seemed indifferent, but the fingers in his sleeves were secretly curled up due to nervousness. He didn't dare to go up close and look at the people around him, he just watched the fireworks on the horizon, the long night was long, and the fallen flowers were colorful.
Chu nightning asked softly: "Is it all right these days?"
"Well." Mo Ran said, "I met a very cute little brother. In the previous letter, I told the teacher. How is the teacher's injury?"
"No problem. Don't blame yourself."
A firework shattered and scattered into a colorful splendor.
That night, fire trees and silver flowers were never night, the sound of firecrackers, and a thin layer of gunpowder smoke filled the snow. They sat under the flower tree to keep the year old. Chu nightning didn't like to talk, and the ink burned to find something to talk to him. After talking about it, he was a little tired and fell asleep unconsciously.
Early the next morning, Mo Ran woke up and found that he was still under the flower tree, with his head resting on Chu Wanning's knee, and a soft and thick Firefox fur cloak on his body. The cloak's fur was smooth and exquisite workmanship. It is the clothes of Chu nightning to keep out the cold.
The ink burned slightly, raised his eyes, and saw that Chu nightning was sleeping against the tree trunk, his eyelashes fell, and the long and soft eyelashes trembled slightly with his breath, like a butterfly in the wind.
They actually fell asleep sitting under the tree like this yesterday
Should not be ah.
According to the temperament of Chu Wanning's obsessive-compulsive disorder, even if he is tired, he will go back to the house and sleep again. How could he be willing to make do with rest under the tree, and this fox fur on his body...
Did he cover himself
The ink burned up, the black hair was a little messy, the eyes were open, and he was wearing Chu Wanning's fur, and he was a little at a loss.
He wasn't too drunk yesterday, and although he can't remember some things clearly, he can still recall them in general.
As for later taking the initiative to go to the red lotus waterside, to accompany Chu night Ning Shousui, he also made a choice when he was conscious.
I clearly hated this person so much, but when I heard him ask "Would you like to see the fireworks?", when I saw him turn around and leave alone with his head down.
would feel sad...
Thinking about it, I won't meet again for a long time anyway, and the grievances in this life are not so deep. Chu nightning is so lonely, and it doesn't matter if I occasionally stay with him until dawn.
I found it outright.
Looking back now, I feel like I was really…
Before thinking about it, Chu nightning also woke up.
The ink burned and said: "Master."
"... um." The man who just woke up frowned slightly, held his forehead, and rubbed, "You... haven't left yet?"
"I-I just woke up."
Mo Ran found that he was eloquent and eloquent. Every time he encountered the indifferent face of Chu nightning recently, it was easy to stammer and knot his tongue.
After being stiff for a while, Mo Ran suddenly remembered that Chu nightning's cloak was still on his body, he took it off quickly, and hurriedly wrapped himself back on the shoulders of the other party.
When putting on a cloak for him, Mo Ran noticed that although Chu nightning had three layers and three layers in the robe, he lacked a cold coat, and after all, it looked thinner in the snow.
This thought made his movements even more anxious, and when he was fiddling with the tie, he awkwardly tied his own fingers in.
Ink burning: "..."
Chu nightning glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and said lightly: "I will come by myself."
"… it is good."
And he added in a sloppy way.
"Feel sorry."
"nothing."
The ink burned up and hesitated for a while: "Master, I'm going to pack up, go to have breakfast, and then set off."
"Um."
"... Let's go down to eat together?" Bah! After he finished speaking, he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide! What a mess! What are you doing to invite Chu Wanning together
Perhaps it was the regret that immediately appeared on his face after seeing the ink burning. Chu nightning paused for a moment and said, "No need. You can go by yourself."
Mo Ran was afraid that if he stayed with him for a while longer, he would say something more shocking, so he said: "Then I will go first..."
Chu nightning: "Okay."
The ink burned away, and Chu nightning sat under the tree for a while expressionlessly, then held the trunk and stood up slowly, but did not move.
His legs were burned by the ink overnight, and he was unconscious, and he couldn't walk at all.
Dullly standing under the tree for a long time, when the blood circulation recovered, Chu nightning dragged his legs and limped back to the house.
Sure enough, after sitting in the freezing weather all night, even though there was no snow on the ground under the cover of the begonia tree, I still caught a cold.
"Ah chirp!"
He sneezed, and the end of his eyes immediately became wet red.
When holding a handkerchief to cover his nose, Chu nightning thought to himself, I want to die... It seems... I feel the cold...
Elder Yuheng.
Sitting on three gods, he is the No. 1 Grandmaster of the time that various factions in the cultivation world are competing for. As soon as Tianwen went out, the whole world was shocked, and the white clothes descended into the world without color.
Such a powerful character, it can be said that he should be the strongest force owner in this generation.
It is a pity that no matter how powerful people are, there are weaknesses. The weakness of Chu nightning is that he is afraid of cold. As soon as it is frozen, it is easy to have a headache and a fever. Therefore, on the day when the ink burned and the teacher left the top of the dead, Master Chu not only disappeared and became smaller again, but also began to sneeze and runny nose without any suspense.
So this afternoon, when Feathermen came to pick up people, they received Xue Meng, Mo Ran, Shi Mei, who were healthy and healthy, and a poor little junior brother "Xia Si Ni" who didn't live in Ah Shou.
The author has something to say:
Small Theater "The Right Way to Fight with Elder Yuheng"
Xue Meng: Shizun Shizun! I wish you luck like Donghai Shoubi Nanshan, I will do it first as a tribute! goo goo goo...
Chu nightning: Well, drink it.
Take a cup, Xue Meng, rush to the street.
Teacher: Master, I will also have a drink with you, do it first as a respect.
Chu nightning: Well, drink it.
Teacher: Master, have another cup.
Chu nightning: Well, drink it.
Teacher: The teacher will come again...
Chu nightning: Well, drink it.
Teacher: Master...
Come down with four cups, teacher, and rush to the street.
Ink burning: Master, happy new year, I will do it first as a respect.
Bacchus Chu Wanning: Okay, drink it.
Ink burning: what to drink
Chu nightning: Wine, didn't you say that you should do it first
Ink burning: (smiling brightly) Yes, do it first for respect, the fourth tone.