Come on, with the palm facing up, the five fingers are loosely curled, and because they are not close together, there is a little gap between each finger. It's just that he didn't stop walking, he didn't even turn his head to look at Xie Bai, his expression was as usual, the whole movement was like a casual invitation.
Xie Bai was taken aback by this action, and the fingers of his left hand hanging by his side subconsciously moved twice in the wide cuff. He looked up at Yin Wushu's face, then looked down at Yin Wushu's outstretched right hand, pursed his lips and remained silent.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally raised his left hand and placed it in Yin Wushu's palm.
Yin Wushu inserted his five fingers into the gaps between Xie Bai's fingers very naturally, and pulled Xie Bai into the street with an interlocking gesture.
At the moment when the frolicsome voices disappeared, Xie Bai heard him say something helpless and funny: "If you can still lose it like this, I really have nothing to do with you."
Chapter 27
For Yin Wushu's behavior, Xie Bai was actually not used to it.
When he was twelve or thirteen years old, Yin Wushu once commented on his character, saying that he "likes and hates a bit extreme" - once he accepts the closeness of a person, the whole world will be divided into two classes, this person and others except him Others are extremely dependent on and caring about this person, while ignoring others to the extreme, and there is almost no transitional class in between.
If one had to find a middle class, that is, people like Lou Xianyue and Luo Zhusheng who were not so completely ignored, the word "reluctantly" had to be added.
To Xie Bai, Yin Wushu was the only person close to him, so Xie Bai cared about his every comment and opinion. At that time he asked Yin Wushu: "Is this not good?"
Yin Wushu just patted him on the head, and said: "It's not bad. People are different, how you want to love and hate how to treat others, you can decide for yourself, others can't hinder you."
Xie Bai gave a "hmm", lowered his head and continued pounding the date paste seriously, without saying anything. After pounding for a while, he touched the peach branch with his free left hand unintentionally, tilted his head and asked Yin Wushu: "Do you hate people with such a temperament?"
Yin Wushu was carefully picking out the peach petals he had collected, without raising his head, he replied, "Of course not."
Xie Bai was relieved, and while continuing to pound the date paste into a finer texture, he shook his left hand and said, "Then I won't add meat and vegetables."
Hearing the words, Yin Wushu raised his eyes and glanced, and saw a plump caterpillar gently thrown back onto the tree by Xie Bai.
Yin Wushu: "..."
He asked dumbfoundedly: "If I say yes, are you going to smash that fat bug in and kill me?"
"Yes." Xie Bai nodded solemnly, without even watching him continue pounding the date paste. After a while, he pursed his lips and showed a shallow smile, and then, without accident, Yin Wushu pretended to slap him on the head as a punishment.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his polarized view of love and hate, and since that day, he has no intention of changing it, and he has put Yin Wushu in the exception position even more, because Yin Wushu doesn't hate it.
Therefore, although Xie Bai has always disliked skin-to-skin contact with people, touching Yin Wushu has always been acceptable.
He thought that he was already used to any touch from Yin Wushu, but on the day of the Lantern Festival, he found that he was still uncomfortable.
Obviously when he was a child, he often crawled into Yin Wushu's arms to keep warm, and he often held Yin Wushu's hand, patting his head and touching his face was very natural, just like touching himself without any burden. When Yin Wushu held his hand in the street that day, he felt a little weird.
Nothing was right from head to toe, especially the clasped hands.
So much so that he was led by Yin Wushu to stop and go in the market for a long way, and Sidu was still half adrift and did not come back.
It wasn't until Yin Wushu shook his interlocking hands, pointed to a stall selling lamps on the right, and opened his mouth to say something, that Xie Bai realized what was so weird—
So close.
This is different from their previous skin contact. There is an inexplicably entangled feeling between the fingertips and the fingertips. The touch is a bit too much, beyond the scope of intimacy, and closer to intimacy.
Xie Bai looked up at Yin Wushu, and saw him turn his head and asked, "There are too many people and I can't get used to it? Why are you so stupid when you enter the street?"
Xie Bai hadn't come back yet, he just replied in a daze: "Huh?"
Yin Wushu raised his other hand amusedly, and waved it in front of his eyes: "Young man Daihua, it's time to return to his soul."
Xie Bai: "..."
Stimulated by this teasing title, Xie Bai finally accepted it, and the subtle and weird thoughts just disappeared, and he glanced at Yin Yin.