I don’t know when a thin woman in red gauze appeared in Jiangnan.
She is like a breeze passing through the world.
Moreover, behind the woman in red, there is always a short-haired man wearing a strange mask.
A mother and son passed by the roadside.
"Mom, let me carry it for you!"
"It's no use, just come here."
"Daddy said I can help mom with work!"
The woman just smiled and rubbed the little guy's head.
The setting sun is like blood in front of Xishui Street, and night is about to fall in Jiangnan. In front of the broken bridge, a woman covered in gauze looks at the passers-by.
Look at the mother and son clinging to each other.
"You've been walking for several days, don't you have a place to rest?"
The man's voice sounded behind her, and she turned around slightly and asked coldly, "Who are you, and why have you been behind me for so long?"
"You gave me a bite to eat, and I'm waiting to repay you." The masked man said.
"No need, don't follow me anymore."
"I have nowhere to go." The masked man said.
Hearing this, Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows and softened his tone a little: "How come there is no place to go?"
"You're wandering around, why don't you go home?" He still complained.
Wang Xilou naturally had the money to stay in the hotel, but he didn't. If Wang Xilou asked, she wouldn't give him any money, so he had to stay on the roof of the hotel inn for a few days.
The thin woman paused for a moment before saying, "My family... was three hundred years ago."
The masked man smiled: "My home is five hundred years in the future."
The woman in red felt that this guy definitely didn't believe him, and she didn't want to explain much as he was messing around there.
If he wants to follow, just follow.
She turned around and left with a cold face.
It was rare for Feng Wuli to meet Wang Xilou, who was cold to him, and he was thinking about how to sue her when he returned. His figure was thin under the gauze, and he looked like he was about to go far away, so he quickly followed her.
Beside the broken bridge in the setting sun, two figures, a man and a woman, gathered together for four people. They had two umbrellas and two sets of footprints. It was a lot more lively than if they were alone.
The conversation between the two slowly drifted away.
"Why are you still following?"
"I told you I had nowhere to go."
"...Can you lend me some more money? I want to buy some clothes."
"Hugh's trying too hard!"
"Borrow some, I haven't changed my clothes in a few days."
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You have nothing to wear, what does it have to do with me?
The woman's hand under the gauze touched the purse at her waist and frowned. There were only a few taels of broken silver in it, but not much.
I have to make some money again.
It's just that this guy follows him so hard that it's hard for her to accept the reward from Qin Tian Prison.
The identity of a practitioner cannot be exposed easily. This is the rule of the immortals.
When she looked back, she saw this masked man following behind her. When she turned her head, the man asked her confusedly what was wrong.
She just watched calmly
Whatever;
The years are long, how long can he stay with me?
Wang Xilou is a very soft-spoken person.
Although she now has a cold face all day long, her essence has not changed. After Feng Wuli tortured her for a few days, she still gave him half of the few expenses she had to buy clothes.
The two walked along Jiangnan Road, rowing in the misty rain, holding umbrellas through the alleys with green tiles and white walls, watching the Li Ren play on stage, and listening to the storyteller's stories in restaurants. No matter where the woman in red went, There is always a masked man following behind.
Feng Wuli asked her why she had been living in no fixed place and had no place to go.
Wang Xilou lowered his eyes.
"I didn't know where I was going, so I walked from north to south, went beyond the Great Wall, and went down to Jiangnan. Everyone loves Jiangnan, but I just feel it's noisy."
"You can't do this. You have no place to go back. Of course you don't know where you are going. Why don't you find a place to stay for a while."
Feng Wuli didn't want to leave, this little zombie... No, now that she has cultivation skills, if this big zombie wasn't tired, he would have been tired a long time ago. If he had his cell phone with him, his WeChat steps would definitely be hundreds of thousands every day.
Wang Xilou looked back at him. She looked at the young man who had been following her for half a month.
Although I don’t know why I keep wearing that weird mask, after getting along with him for half a month, I know that the other person is indeed in his late twenties.
He talks about repaying kindness, eating her food, using her food, but he is not shameless at all, and sometimes he even complains.
Blame yourself for this, blame yourself for that.
The problem is, the other person doesn't make her feel disgusted yet.
Just like just now, he said he wanted to taste the candied haws, and asked himself how much money he had taken away with a very natural look.
She had lived for three hundred years and this was the first time she met such a person.
But this time, she nodded and said, "Okay, it's okay to find a place to stay."
After walking for three hundred years, I am indeed tired.
"Why do you keep a cold face all day long? I think you should smile more."
Wang Xilou didn't make any reaction, turned around and left, leaving only the masked man's thin back, hazy and graceful under the gauze.
Feng Wuli followed.
They bought a house by the Xiang River with a large backyard.
At first the woman fell in love with someone else, but the young man insisted on wanting this courtyard. Wang Xilou didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but the other man grabbed her arm and said it was so good.
How unbecoming it is to fight and fight on the street!
If it had been anyone else, she would have slapped him and made him lie on the bed for ten days and a half.
Wang Xilou couldn't resist, so he obeyed him.
"It's really inexplicable why I have to comply with his temper and still spend my money."
There was still no joy or sadness on her face, but she was a little angry, even though she still chose this courtyard.
But there was a fight before the purchase, and the relationship between the two seemed to have become a little stiffer.
Until noon——
"Come over for dinner."
She called the boy who was messing around in the yard to come over for dinner.
The house was relatively simple, with only a few tables and chairs, and the food on the table was still steaming. Wang Xilou took off his bamboo hat, his face was deserted, Feng Wuli wiped his hands, and sat down with the bowl in his arms.
After thinking for a while, he turned his back and moved the mask off his face a little before eating.
"Why can't you let me see your true face?"
"It's too ugly. I'm afraid I'll scare you."
He always had a hunch that it would not be a good thing for Wang Xilou to see his face now. He wondered if the interference in the future was too serious and he would wither in an instant.
Wang Xilou didn't ask anymore. He didn't want to say anything, so he didn't care. The two of them ate in the room and chatted about something.
"We can set up a store and let's do some small business." Feng Wuli said.
Wang Xilou pursed his lips;
The word "we" seemed a bit unfamiliar to her, but it seemed good.
"What kind of business do you want to do?" she asked.
"I'll let you make the decision this time, just say it."
She thought about it for a long time, and there was only the sound of clinking dishes and chopsticks in the room. It seemed that she was really thinking about doing something seriously, and she was very interested in it.
Although he has a cold face all day long, Wang Xilou is Wang Xilou, and the little zombie is always very cute.
She said, how about opening a flower shop.
Feng Wuli was silent for a long time and decided to make peace with her first.
"good."
Having a place that truly belongs to her is a wonderful feeling for Wang Xilou. Her calm mood has fluctuated a lot.
That's the expectation.
Like when I was a kid, I couldn't sleep on New Year's Eve, looking forward to picking up firecrackers, wearing new clothes, getting red envelopes, and watching the lion dance the next day.
The two of them chose a room each. Wang Xilou said good night to him, and Feng Wuli was stunned for a long time.
Scratched his head.
The cold Wang Xilou would also say good night to himself.
Feng Wuli was about to go back to his room to rest. He looked up and saw such a gorgeous night sky in the past. But at this moment, several uninvited guests came here.
Seeking revenge?
