As if being annoyed by him, a peach blossom branch suddenly broke away from the branch and fell off, hitting his head, and then slid along the back of his head into the basket on his back.
"what."
Yu Zhen raised his hand to cover his head and turned to look at the bag. Unfortunately, his viewing angle was limited and he could only see the corner of his cotton jacket and hat.
This branch looks good, how could it suddenly fall.
He felt more and more inexplicable, so he just turned around and unloaded the back basket, bent down to pick up the peach branch with flowers lying on the dry wood in the basket, and looked up at the peach tree again, trying to find out which branch was broken, but Only saw the bare branches.
The north wind blew, bringing a chill.
Yu Zhen held the peach branch with flowers, stood under the bare peach blossom tree, staring dumbly.
What about flowers, flowers
He looked down at the flower branch in his hand, and looked up at the bare peach blossom tree. He noticed that a branch at the highest point of the tree had been cut off abruptly. His heart trembled, and all kinds of gods and strange things appeared in his mind. Guessed, swallowed dryly, didn't dare to stay any longer, picked up the basket and ran towards the path down the mountain.
A few days after Ann's birthday, Yu Zhen started to dream again.
I still can’t remember the content of my dreams, my mind is getting drowsy every day, and what’s worse is that the coldness of the limbs that disappeared for a while also reappeared with the dream.
It was another sunny day. He sat on the high threshold of the gate with his huge dark circles under his eyes. He took a bite of the bun with pickles, chewed a few times without knowing the taste, and moved his sight unconsciously, and moved to the ground outside the door. On the splendid peach blossom branch, my throat choked and I couldn't eat it anymore.
It's been almost a week, and this strange peach blossom branch has been blooming brilliantly. The flowers on it are not faint or wilting, and the pink and tender are very gratifying, which compares him to a rotten wood.
Too strange.
He put the bun on the low stool behind the door, got up and picked up the flower branch, stretched out his hand to tear off a petal and twisted it, the rich flower juice covered his hand.
How can normal petals twist so much flower juice.
Thinking slowly, the scent of flowers permeated, and the sense of smell awakened the taste buds. He wickedly put the hand covered with flower juice into his mouth and licked, then the sweetness spread, and the chaotic brain suddenly cleared.
Ok
He froze, his consciousness seemed to be awakened from a deep dream, he looked at his hand in disbelief, and at the peach blossom branch that suddenly seemed very delicious at this moment, threw the branch away in panic, and wiped his hands frantically.
what happened? He actually thought the peach blossom juice was delicious, and even had the weird illusion that the peach branches might taste like chocolate.
There must be something wrong.
[Xiaozhen, there are some things in this world that don't exist if you don't believe it. You will understand when Grandpa leaves one day. 】
[You must carry this peace bead with you, don’t lose it, understand? 】
Suddenly, the words that Grandpa had chanted in his ear flashed in his mind, his hand rubbing stopped, and the speed of his heart beating slowly increased.
The problems of cold limbs, dizzy head, insomnia and dreaminess seemed to have appeared after he burned the peace bead. The auditory and visual hallucinations that he encountered recently cannot be explained by scientific theories.
The doctor said that the examination report showed that his body was completely fine.
The flower branches on the ground bloomed splendidly, and the sweetness on his tongue still did not disappear. He tightened his hands, feeling the temperature of the cold fingertips slowly recovering as the sweetness spread, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.
When it was over, he said to himself that the punishment for not listening to Grandpa came.
A low-key black luxury car was driving on an uneven dirt road, too slow for its performance.
"Uncle Weng, you drive slowly, brother is not well and can't stand the bumps."
Yin Le reminded him for the fifth time, and Weng Xiping in the driver's seat was helpless.
"Little master, it's time to turn off the slower train."
Yin Le glanced at the slowly receding scene outside the window, realizing that he had been silly again, smiled dryly to hide his embarrassment, looked at Yin Yan who was sitting alone in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and moved his butt uncomfortably. .
Originally, he should have followed him in the back seat, but recently the eldest brother was too silent, which made him become weird. He always feels that the current eldest brother has the "fairy" temperament of "non-eating fireworks". He feels that approaching at will is an offense to his eldest brother.
And I don't know if it was an illusion. The eldest brother who lost a lot of weight in a car accident not only changed a lot, but even looked different from before.
It is clear that the five senses are still those, but the color of the eyes and hair are getting darker day by day, and the lip color has gradually changed from the unhealthy dark red at the beginning to a light color that makes people look more unconscious.
Perhaps because of the weight loss, the facial features look more three-dimensional, the skin has also improved, and even the height seems to be a little higher than before.
It's like healed from a serious injury, but like going abroad to have a facelift.
Yin Yan, who had been looking out of the car window in the rearview mirror, suddenly retracted his gaze and looked up.
The brothers met their sights through the rearview mirror, and Yin Le was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly withdrew his sights.
"What's wrong?"
Yin Yan didn't move his expression, raised his hand to touch his face, and asked, "Is it ugly white now? There is no blood on my face."
The pale and slender fingers fell on his face, the joints were distinct, which was obviously a very seductive picture, but Yin Le suddenly felt a little sad.
"No no, brother is still so handsome."
He shook his head vigorously, feeling that he had just become a demon. Of course, a person's facial features would appear more three-dimensional when he loses weight. After a serious illness, the skin will be white in the hospital, and the hair color and pupil color will naturally become darker.
Eating nutritious meals every day, and being forced to lie in bed all day, it’s strange that my skin doesn’t get better after recuperating like this.
As for the height, the older brother used to have his back collapsed, so he didn't show up. Now, because the doctor always straightens his back, he naturally looks taller than before.
What kind of plastic surgery is not plastic surgery, his own brother, handsome is in his genes, plastic surgery.
Throwing the messy thoughts out of his mind, the sense of distance in Yin Le's heart disappeared unknowingly, and she turned around and grabbed the seat, and looked at her eldest brother generously, and exclaimed: "It's better for my mother to look good, this new The coat looks so handsome, but it looks much better than the jackets you bought before."
Yin Yan closed the placket of the dark long coat cooperatively, without speaking.
Yin Le's gaze fell on his hand following his movements, and then moved up again, resting on his much longer hair, although it feels that compared to the styling that the eldest brother used to make, now it is scattered randomly. Soft black hair looks better, but when I think of my eldest brother’s preferences, he says to please: “Brother, shouldn’t your hair be cut? When we get back to city B, how about let’s cut our hair together?”
"Little master sits firmly and is going uphill."
Weng Xiping interrupted the friendly communication between the brothers aloud. Yin Yan did not respond to Yin Le's request, and only followed his instructions: "Sit down."
"Oh."
Yin Le replied, obediently turned around and sat down, and adjusted his seat belt. He was so obedient.
The slope was not long, and it quickly went up smoothly, and a dirt road that was narrower than before appeared in front of him.
"Go straight."
Yin Yan spoke and adjusted his sitting posture a bit.
Yin Le felt that he might be devilish again. There was an illusion that his eldest brother was very nervous now. Obviously, his eldest brother was still expressionless, calm and unreasonable.
The dirt road is a bit tortuous, and the more you go in, the denser the woods and the narrower the road.
When a broken area of trees appeared on the side of the road, Yin Le's gaze was fixed, the happiness on his face was gone, and his lips tightened.
Weng Xiping also glanced sideways, then stepped on the accelerator and speeded up through this area.
The Taoist Temple was already in front of him, Yin Yan didn't even glance at the scene of the accident, his eyes were always on the front, and the Taoist Temple was reflected in his dark eyes. There was nothing else.
The car stopped on the side of the Taoist Temple and did not block the door very politely.
Yin Le had never seen such a broken door and such a broken house before his age. His eyes swept across the aging gap on the courtyard door and the simple tiled roof of the courtyard house. His little heart trembled and suddenly he felt a little weak.
In his mind, the future wife who saved his eldest brother is a delicate girl with a simple and warm temperament. Although the residence is simple, there is a flower field in front of the house, and a clear spring behind the house. He is not touched by common things, and is full of agility and nature. Breath.
He thinks that only such a girl is worthy of his eldest brother, so that the eldest brother who was broken by Han Ya will know his way back, fall in love at first sight, and understand that the true meaning of love is warmth and redemption, not hypocritical deception and indefinite despair. wait.
"Young master, brain supplementation is a disease that can be cured. Didn't the police say that the man who saved the eldest master was a young man living in Taoist temple. Paying off Qingquan and Huatian, I usually watch less idol dramas and read more books."
Weng Xiping ruthlessly pierced Yin Le's fantasy, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.
Yin Le returned to his senses, only to realize that he had unconsciously told the shame picture that his brain had filled out, blushing, and hurriedly looked back to the back seat to explain, only to find that the back seat was empty. After the car accident in his house, he blushed. The eldest brother who has become particularly calm has long since disappeared.
Ok? People? Didn’t the car just stop
He turned sideways blankly, and then saw his elder brother's handsome figure that made his legs weak at the door of the Taoist Temple.
View within.
Yu Zhen sat in front of the old wooden table, tightened his cold fingers, pursed his completely unconscious lips, looked down at the steaming peach blossom porridge in the porcelain bowl, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and touched it. The edge of the bowl.
There is no time or energy to think about those weird things anymore, and if it keeps cold like this, he suspects that he will be frozen to death alive.
Knock knock knock.
He stopped when he touched the edge of the bowl. He blinked in confusion and shook his head.
Why is there a knock on the door and auditory hallucinations again
Knocking, knocking.
The scent of peach blossom porridge floated up, and the frozen thinking began to turn.
He was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and finally realized that the knock on the door came from the courtyard door, not an illusion, and quickly got up, grabbed his hair that he hadn't taken care of after getting up in the morning, and pulled the bloated cotton clothes on his body. Turned around and walked quickly towards the gate.
It's strange that there was a knock on the door of Xiaodao Temple, which was rarely visited for a few years, and the sun came out from the west.
"Come here, wait a minute."
He raised his voice and responded, lest the guests were anxious, their hands had touched the brass bracelet on the door.
A faint scent of coolness passed through the crack of the door and penetrated into his nose. He pulled the door for a while, aroused by the strange smell, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
There have been too many strange things recently, deep mountains and dense forests are prone to accidents, now it’s not people who are knocking on the door, but...
knock.
There was a soft click again from the slightly opened door panel, and then a slender and pale hand stretched in from the crack of the door, buckled the door panel, and gently pushed the door open slowly.
The opponent's strength is not great, but Yu Zhen has no resistance at all, in other words, he has no thought of resistance at all at this time.
He looked at the pale hand on the door, and the memory of the corpse on the night of the accident quickly returned to the cage, unconsciously stepped back, his eyes widened, his teeth began to tremble, and he looked behind the opening door with horror.