After drifting for a day, I didn’t see the boat. Fortunately, I brought dry food and clear water, but it was inconvenient to start a fire, so I swallowed it raw. Gu Nanyi kept rowing in the direction of Xiliang during the day, but the plank of the boat was no better than a boat, and the back was still dragging With Ning Cheng, the speed couldn't be faster.
At night, the moon rises, the sky is as clear as washing, the snow-like moonlight spreads for thousands of miles on the sea, and there are shimmering waves as far as the eye can see. Sighing in the golden moon, he said a little rejoicingly: "Fortunately, it's not like in the storybook, but if you fall into the sea, you will encounter a storm. Looking at the weather, it will be sunny for a few days."
Gu Nanyi beside him didn't speak, and put the oar aside, Feng Zhiwei gave him a distressed look, and said, "You don't want me to paddle, and you don't want to stop. You've been tired all day, let's take a rest." Eyes rolled But when she saw Gu Nanyi hiding her hands in her sleeves, she turned her eyes away calmly, suddenly pointed to the sky, and said, "What a beautiful seabird!"
Gu Nanyi looked up, Feng Zhiwei made a sudden move, lifted his sleeves and dragged his hands, she had paid attention to the strength of her hand when she dragged, Gu Nanyi still shrank subconsciously, as if a little startled, Feng Zhiwei's sharp eyes , I have already seen that his slender and white fingers are densely covered with blood blisters, some of those blood blisters are broken, some are not, they are dark and purple, they look very scary.
She grabbed Gu Nanyi's hand, pursed her lips, and secretly scolded herself for being too careless. Gu Nanyi is not a boatman who has been paddling all the year round. It is impossible for him to master rowing skills. After a day of rowing like this, how can he not hurt his hands
Gu Nanyi seemed a little uncomfortable, and pulled his hands back, but Feng Zhiwei refused to budge, took off the hairpin that bound his hair, lit the waterproof flint, roasted the hairpin, and carefully began to pick out blood bubbles for him one by one.
Her hair was scattered in a bun, and her long black hair covered her whole body, some of which fell on Gu Nanyi's shoulders. Gu Nanyi leaned over to sniff, Feng Zhi smiled slightly: "Don't make trouble..." Ning Cheng raised his head and glared over, with a face like an adulterer wanting you to go away, Feng Zhiwei took the hairpin and compared Ning Cheng's eyes, Ning Cheng buried himself in the sea again with a swipe.
The noisy thing that was in the way was quiet, only Feng Zhiwei's light breathing and the long singing of the sea breeze remained all around, the faint fragrance diffused, mixed with the steaming breath of the sea, it was obviously not easy to identify, Gu However, Nan Yi felt that she could separate them clearly—everything that belonged to her would always be number one and clearest in his world.
He lowered his eyes and saw that Feng Zhiwei was kneeling in front of him with her half-wet skirt covered, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, her expression was serene, the moon behind her was as big as a disk, shining thousands of miles away, reminding one in a trance that now is the Mid-Autumn Festival , Mid-Autumn Festival, Gu Nanyi vaguely remembered that it was a day of reunion, he slightly curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction—well, it was very good and very reunion.
Feng Zhiwei broke through the last blood bubble, found a piece from her underwear that was not soaked by sea water, carefully wrapped Gu Nan's clothes, and suddenly felt that he seemed to be in a happy mood, without raising his head, he asked with a smile: "Thinking of it?" What's the fun?"
There was a sudden warmth on the shoulders, but it was Young Master Gu's arms that came over. He used a light and gentle gesture to wrap around her shoulders carefully, exerting a little force with his fingers, Feng Zhiwei involuntarily leaned on his shoulders.
Feng Zhiwei was a little uncomfortable, looked back at Ning Cheng, lying on the deck of the boat as if about to fall asleep, she wanted to struggle a bit, but heard the young master sigh.
Gu Nanyi seldom sighs, his sighs are different from the sorrows of ordinary people, they are light and light, just like the sea breeze wandering lonely under the reunion moon at this moment.
Feng Zhiwei's back stiffened, and suddenly recalled the father-daughter conversation that Xiliang Palace gave to the banquet that day, and felt sore, leaning on Gu Nanyi's shoulder and not moving.
Gu Nanyi didn't get close to her, he just rested his chin lightly on her temples, hugged her and looked at the bright moon in the sky, he seemed to be satisfied as long as he hugged her like this, he never opened his mouth, Feng Zhiwei knew that he was taciturn, and also Not wanting to break the silence and beauty of the night, I sat quietly.
This night, the sea tide was gentle, gently pushing the board of the boat, and the moonlight seemed to be sprinkled with silver, which made the two people clearly defined.
Feng Zhiwei suddenly heard Gu Nanyi softly say: "Reunion..."
Feng Zhiwei said "Huh?", and then realized what day it is today.
"Who did you spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with before?" She asked in a low voice.
Gu Nanyi seemed to think for a while before slowly saying: "I don't remember when I was young, but later my nanny would make pancakes for me, she would talk a lot and sing, but I don't even remember."
Feng Zhiwei listened quietly, thinking that the nights of consummation for many years in the past were in fact incomplete for him, even though surrounded by thousands of people, he was alone and alone until one day he finally understood the true meaning of reunion. Righteousness, but separated from those around him.
Fate had always been unfair to him.
She sniffed and tightened her clothes, and heard him say leisurely: "Wei, how nice it is to keep floating like this."
Feng Zhiwei let out a "hmm", and felt that the people behind her seemed to be happy again, as if they could really just float down without worries and worries, like a ray of wind, scattered in the universe with nothing to worry about.
It's good to float like this.
She quietly leaned against Gu Nanyi, and both of them raised their delicate jaws to see the bright moon on the sea in the distance. The characters are also like the fairyland Penglai. Is there really a Penglai in the world for those who are tired of walking to escape from the world, put their minds away among the green cliffs and white deer, and find the true happiness deep in their hearts
For a long time, amidst the long sea breeze and the low chirping of seabirds, Feng Zhiwei said softly: "Let me sing you a Mid-Autumn Festival song..."
Gu Nanyi gave a low "hmm".
"Mother Moon, grind the mill according to me, little girl, without my mother..."
The singing is soft, just like the sound of the sea, the sound of the tide, undulating in the vast world, the moonlight silhouettes the men and women who embrace each other silently, and flows leisurely with the water to Penglai in the dream.
Feng Zhiwei didn't know when she fell asleep, it seemed that she was tired from singing, and it seemed that Gu Nanyi had touched her sleeping point. The moonlight and sea water were so gentle last night, she seemed to hear the sound coming from afar in her dreams. The whispers from the sky were clear and far away, warm and earnest. In those whispers, she seemed to feel that someone had gently pressed his face to her forehead, and someone seemed to have whispered in her ear, Said: Take care, Zhiwei.