On the playground with a red plastic track, blue and white students slowly walked towards the teaching building. Blue and white are not only the school uniforms, but also the color of the campus sky.
It's just that there is a little bit of red mixed in it.
A woman over three meters tall and wearing a red wedding dress swayed towards the teaching building with the crowd.
But it didn't attract the slightest attention.
Youhuang is now Feng Wuli's shadow and the anchor for him to stay awake. If she is allowed to leave, not to mention how panicked others will be when they find out that he has no shadow. Feng Wuli is afraid that Feng Wuli will fall into the manifestation of the past again. Hosted The muddled state of the torso.
"Yin Shen? What is that?"
After sitting back in the classroom, Jiang Nao was confused about the Yin Shen Feng Wuli said.
Feng Wuli was not particularly easy to explain. He quietly took out his mobile phone under the desk and tried to search on Baidu.
"The Chinese name, Yin God, the foreign name, yin god, represents part of the information, properties, and storage properties of maternal inheritance..."
Well, it’s useless.
"According to the Taoist explanation, humans are divided into yang and yin gods, which is very mysterious and related to reincarnation. I was born without a yang god, so I need this shadow."
In a small classroom, Youhuang stood next to Feng Wuli.
She is already tall, and including her golden hair, her head is basically touching the ceiling.
The wedding girl appeared in the classroom, wearing a bright red wedding dress as red as blood. The whole classroom lost its color under her dazzling red color.
She just stood quietly next to Feng Wuli.
The two classmates were chatting and laughing as they passed by her.
Had a cold war.
"Why do I feel a little cold?"
"Are you a virtual person?"
The right emperor's eyes were always on Feng Wuli who was sitting on his seat.
"Nine shadows, sprites, Youhuang... Doesn't your bracelet also have the shadow of Sister Wang? Why haven't you seen him come out before?"
"His name is Suo Guan. He has a salty personality. He is also a social phobia and is unwilling to communicate with others."
"ah?"
"Um."
Jiang Nao chuckled, and the wedding girl beside him slowly squatted down.
Even when she was squatting, she was taller than when Feng Wuli was sitting.
She was seen holding Feng Wuli's hand in both hands, placed it on one side of her face, and slowly closed her eyes.
"What happened to you today?"
Feng Wuli couldn't understand all her actions. Youhuang's intelligence was very low and he couldn't speak.
They never communicated verbally.
Only constant companionship.
"How about you wait a little longer? I'll go back with you later and walk with you."
The wedding girl just closed her eyes, her eyelashes were as beautiful as a fairy, and gently rubbed his hand on her face.
When school was over in the afternoon, it started to rain. It was drizzling intermittently. It should be raining soon.
Several boys rushed to work on the meal, and some asked in the classroom if there was an umbrella, so they took one and walked together.
Feng Wuli didn't go to self-study in the evening, so he went back to the incense shop after school in the afternoon.
But today he promised Youhuang to accompany her for a walk, so he planned to walk back.
It's only two or three miles away.
"Do you have an umbrella? Do you want to lend me mine?"
There was a sound of rain outside, and Jiang Nao raised the umbrella in his hand.
"Bring it, it's going to rain these days."
"It's raining so hard, right?"
"It won't be long. Besides, I'm not afraid of getting wet. It's up to you to stop getting wet."
"Can I think that Master is caring about me?"
Feng Wuli just smiled, "It will be very uncomfortable if you catch a cold."
Jiang Nao also laughed, "No, you have helped me get over the cold I had this year, and I won't catch a cold this year."
"Is there such a thing?"
"I'm going to the canteen, be careful on the way."
The little girl waved, and Miyagi Mirai, who was walking with her, entered the rain curtain. The rain fell on their umbrellas and broke into countless splashes. The back of the girl holding the umbrella gradually faded away in the rain.
"Let's go."
Feng Wuli smiled and held the wedding girl's finger.
She rarely came out, and she rarely came out to meet Feng Wuli once a year. However, there was no barrier between the two of them. Although she didn't speak, she just stood next to him, and Feng Wuli already understood a lot.
When he was a child, he only reached her knees, but now he reached her waist, but he still had to look up to see her.
I still remember the first time we met. It was in the mountains and forests of Huaiqing's hometown. She rushed over to him when she saw him.
Not really a particularly good memory.
When he looked up, he found that her eyes were always on him.
Feng Wuli smiled at her.
He held an umbrella, but she was caught in the rain. When she walked out of the school gate, Feng Wuli also put away her umbrella.
The wedding girl stopped.
"I can't hold an umbrella for you, so I'll get in the rain with you."
She still didn't move and squatted down;
Wipe the rain off his face;
She slowly closed her eyes and shook her head gently at him.
People holding umbrellas on the road, people coming and going.
Someone noticed that this boy who was soaked in the rain on the roadside acted strangely. He suddenly laughed when there was no one around and raised his hand.
Movements are particularly gentle;
It's like wiping rain off someone's face.
"It's okay, let's go."
He led the wedding girl for a walk in the rain;
She couldn't resist, so she let him go.
But she didn't let him hold a finger, but held his hand. Feng Wuli's hand was wrapped in her palm, and the other hand was placed on Feng Wuli's head to protect him from the rain.
Although her face was still neither happy nor sad, Feng Wuli felt that she was a little angry.
He smiled helplessly.
The gray sky, because of the continuous rain, seemed to have faded the color of the whole city. In this gray city, she walked on the roadside, like a black and white sketch of the city streets, someone added a red makeup wantonly with watercolors.
He just raised his hands, intending to block the rain and wind from Feng Wuli.
When he walked to the park, Feng Wuli saw a flower blooming well and picked it.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, "Lower your head and I'll help you put this flower on."
The huge and beautiful woman in wedding dress naturally obeyed him in everything.
She shortened her body to Feng Wuli, tied it up and coiled it on the black hair behind her head, and put a delicate red flower on it.
"It matches your clothes very well." Feng Wuli said with a smile.
The wedding lady waved and patted his chest gently. It turned out that she had just picked the flowers and got a lot of mud and fallen leaves on them.
She helped him get them off one by one.
Feng Wuli waited for her to finish, then said, "Let's go, we're almost home."
She took his hand again.
Pedestrians on the road were only up to her waist, and she was taller than the traffic lights on the sidewalk. The cars on the street were lower than her legs. Because Feng Wuli took several steps to take one step, her posture seemed very slow.
There was less than half a mile left from the old street, and the heavy rain stopped at this time.
The broken clouds revealed the sky higher and farther. Several holes opened in the sky, shooting down several rays of golden light towards the ground. As the holes became larger and larger, the clouds and rain in the sky began to dissipate, and the rays of light gradually expanded. , finally connected together, and in the blink of an eye the city regained its color.
The sparrows on the telephone pole shook off the water, and the stray dogs walked by wet on the roadside. Pedestrians who saw that the rain had stopped stretched out their hands to test, looked up at the sky, and put away their umbrellas. There were puddles on the ground. The water reflects the blue sky in a divided manner.
The sun sets over the western mountains, and there are still several black clouds in the far west, which are now crossed to Phnom Penh, while the continuous cumulus clouds in the east are rolling like an avalanche in the sky, all painted orange.
When we arrived at the old street, water dripped from the trees and eaves.
"I never said it, thank you for choosing me then."
Suo Guan chose the bracelet, the demon chose the mask, and Youhuang, the married woman, chose herself.
The wedding girl shook her head and said nothing.
She just leaned forward again and kissed Feng Wuli's forehead gently. Feng Wuli closed his eyes, feeling her tenderness.
When I opened my eyes, my own shadow was back.
She said nothing, but she said everything.
When he returned to the incense shop, Wang Xilou sat under the eaves of the courtyard to protect him from the rain, holding needle and thread and a piece of his clothes in his hands.
"He's back."
Without raising her head, she twisted the needle and thread with her fingers and looked at the clothes in her hands seriously: "Your clothes are unstitched, I will sew them for you."
There will always be someone who picks you up and loves you safely.
