In the early morning of the next day, Feng Wuli opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling. The room was very quiet.
There was a small, hot thing lying on his chest.
She was curled up in a ball, with her face facing her, her four cute pink flesh pads, and her furry belly rising and falling together.
He seemed to wake up from a hangover, his head still a little dizzy. He rubbed his eyes and found that Ye Ji was also awake, touching him without saying anything.
He asked: "Why does Xiaoye always sleep on me?"
"I am protecting you."
"Thank you Xiaoye for protecting me for another night."
"Then buy me a fishing rod!"
"How many chapters have passed and I still remember this."
"What are you talking about, meow?"
"nothing."
She jumped off Feng Wuli and walked to the door. She turned into a long, straight and cold beautiful girl with black hair. For a moment, she still kept her limbs lying on the ground. Then she stood up slowly, put her hand on the doorknob, and opened the door with a bang. opened.
It turned into a little kitten again and fell gracefully in the air.
As a result, he landed on his butt and fell to pieces.
He walked out of the room as if nothing happened.
Feng Wuli shook his head and got up. He turned around and saw a small schoolbag, a bamboo dragonfly, and a hydrogen balloon placed beside the bed.
The hydrogen balloon was no longer inflated. He looked at it and lost a lot of air over the course of the night. He looked like a ranger version of Bald Qiang.
At that moment, he seemed to be struck by lightning.
Memories of last night's death suddenly began to attack him!
Feng Wuli slowly flattened his body and lay down again.
Can a trillion-year catastrophe allow him to travel through time and space?
"Master Master is here, has Little Brother Wu Li gotten up?"
At this time, there was a change of light and shadow in the room, and a head appeared at the door.
Wang Xilou put on light makeup today, wore an apron and cotton mops, and had her hair tied up in a bun and hanging down on one side of her chest.
"Have you changed back?" She sounded slightly regretful.
Feng Wuli looked wary, "Is something wrong?"
"As agreed last night, master will accompany you to the ecological zoo today. I have already put on my makeup."
"……No, thanks."
"Really?" She was a little reluctant.
Feng Wuli was helpless, "If you want to go, I can go with you next time."
"When?" Her tone was very expectant.
"...You really want to go?"
"Bring Wanwan and Silly Cat with you. You might as well go out and have some fun."
"Tomorrow is Saturday?" He didn't care about this.
“If you want it, you must have it!”
"You can go out now, I want to change clothes, you..."
"Exchange it, it's not like your little Queque master has never seen him before."
Feng Wuli looked at her for a long time before the little zombie opened the door angrily and heard the other person's voice outside the door.
"Come down for breakfast!"
Feng Wuli looked at the schoolbag, the bamboo dragonfly, and the bald Qiang floating in the air for a long time, then smiled absentmindedly.
Wang Xilou obviously had more fun than himself last night.
I opened the curtains with a click, and a sparrow on the power line in the old street outside was startled. It was not the expected bright golden morning.
The weather is not sunny today, it is a bit gloomy in the morning, it may rain, it may be just cloudy, the wind is a bit cool, but with a comfortable body temperature, the mood will not be depressed because of the cloudy day.
The little zombie put on a white knitted shawl and was busy in the kitchen below. The little fox followed behind her, and Ye Ji ran away without knowing where she was all morning.
Probably to provoke the big dog next door.
This irritating little goblin followed Feng Wuli and blew her pillow many times, so that night Feng Wuli frightened him, and he obviously became much better behaved. Then Ye Ji went to the big dog every day for the past few days. Prestige brings blessings.
"It's so cold today." He said as he went downstairs.
“It’s hairy crab season again!”
The little zombie brought two bowls of noodles with the sauce she made herself. The little fox also held a bowl, with the little one following closely behind.
She took off her apron, and the little fox took it and ran back to the kitchen on her short legs, looking very busy.
"By the way, this is a moon cake wrapped in oil paper. Go and deliver it to that cicada. The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day after tomorrow."
Feng Wuli took it and said hello.
The morning breeze was slightly cool, and the jujube trees in the yard were beginning to lose their leaves. The flowers in the yard were also swaying. The little fox shook his calves: "It feels so comfortable."
"By the way, do you still remember what you said to Master last night?"
Wang Xilou held his face and looked at him eating breakfast with a smile.
Feng Wuli's face turned dark. He didn't know what she was talking about. He didn't want to pay attention to her because she was definitely making fun of him again.
What does the stupid thing I said last night have to do with who I am today?
But looking at Wang Xilou, who kept looking at him with a smiling face, he sighed and followed her.
"What words?"
"You said you wanted to marry the master when you grow up."
The wind was so unreasonable that he coughed repeatedly. Wang Xilou kept having fun on the side, watching his little apprentice make a fool of himself. The wind blew up in the yard, blowing down many flowers. The branches rustled, and the scattered flowers fell on the master and apprentice. passed between.
It wasn't until the young apprentice was ready to go to school that Wang Xilou cleaned up the dishes in the yard.
Riding his bicycle, Feng Wuli saw the tree from a distance, and there were already more people on the roadside.
A little girl held her mother's hand and pointed to the tree as she passed by and told her mother that Mr. Cicada was still in the tree.
The lifespan of a cicada on the ground is only two weeks, which is more than a month.
This should no longer be the one from that day.
But the girl's mother didn't say that. She just smiled and asked her to say hello to Mr. Cicada, and then left.
Feng Wuli saw a middle-aged man with cicada wings on his back and some strands of white hair, sitting on a branch, watching the little girl leave.
The middle-aged man looked back down and saw the young man passing by on a bicycle. He smiled and said, "Master Feng Wuli, you went to school again."
"I brought you mooncakes."
"You're too kind."
He did not jump down again, but climbed down the tree trunk and took the thing wrapped in oil paper from Feng Wuli's hand.
"That little girl also brought me a mooncake a few days ago. I've eaten it and it's delicious."
When he speaks now, he doesn't have the excitement of a teenager, but he appears to be much more mature.
"Can she see you?" Feng Wuli was a little confused.
"Probably not visible."
He opened the greased paper and took a bite. It tasted the same as before.
Many people noticed that Feng Wuli parked his bicycle on the side of the road, looking like he didn't know who he was talking to, and their eyes were focused on him, but Feng Wuli didn't care at all.
"But a few days ago, the little girl was leaving school alone. She was chased by a wild dog and ran past here crying. I drove the wild dog away for her, and the little girl kept looking at me. That time I seemed He saw himself in her eyes, but then he was gone again."
Feng Wuli smiled: "He should be a child with some spiritual sense."
Shi Ye smiled, eating mooncakes and said, "She thanked me, and I responded to her. I don't know if she heard it."
"Maybe."
"perhaps."
"Do you want to come to my house for dinner during the Mid-Autumn Festival the day after tomorrow? We will worship the moonlight and have a barbecue."
"Then thank you Lord Feng Wuli."
"You're not as lively as you used to be."
Shi just smiled, and his smile became much gentler.
He sat back on the tree, watched the boy ride away on his bicycle, and took a bite of the mooncake, which was as delicious as the one that day.
People in the city below were busy, and no one looked up to see the middle-aged man sitting in the tree. The cicada screamed very loudly, but after a summer, only Feng Wuli and only a little girl noticed it.
Today is Friday, and there are only two classes in the afternoon. It’s only half past three when school ends. After the noise, the whole building seems empty.
"Aren't you going back for the Mid-Autumn Festival?" he asked the girl who was still sitting in his seat.
There is a faint fragrance in the air. Jiang Nao's shoulders are very narrow. She looks like a small girl, but she is also 165 years old.
She shook her head: "There is no one when I go back, my parents are not here."
"Go to the incense shop. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Xilou will cook a lot of delicious food. After worshiping the moonlight, we will have a barbecue in the yard."
Jiang Nao was clearing away the stationery on the table. Girls' school supplies were as diverse as cosmetics. She thought about it and nodded: "Should I bring anything?"
"What can I bring?"
"You can't be empty-handed, right?"
In the eldest lady's opinion, going to someone else's house empty-handed is a sign of lack of education.
"Bring two urea bags in cash, one in each hand, otherwise everything else will be too vulgar."
She listened happily and gave him an annoyed look. Feng Wuli was writing the paper without moving as fast as a mountain.
Now that the air conditioner has been turned off for almost half an hour, the classroom doesn't feel hot anymore. The last few students have left one after another, and she looks out the window: "Summer is passing again."
"Yeah, I'll graduate next summer." Feng Wuli was still looking at the paper.
"Master has regressed a lot recently. This time I passed the Comprehensive Science Examination. Are you talking about taking the county magistrate exam?"
"...I've finished writing this set of biology papers. I won't let school go until I finish."
"OK."
She smiled and took out her mobile phone to play in the classroom: "I will accompany you. After you finish writing, I will go to the cafeteria."
Feng Wuli found that he had really fallen a lot, as if he had become lazier and lazier since the sprite appeared.
It can't be like this. The family is still looking forward to him as a college student.
He looked at Ti, and Ti looked at him, feeling disgusted with each other.
Abba Abba…
Concentrate on the questions.
A loud voice called Timi sounded next to her. She immediately pressed the down key and turned around to apologize to her classmates who were still studying in the classroom.
After a while, Feng Wuli pursed his lips and said, "Don't fight the king next to me..."
"I've got my headphones on."
"Didn't you never play games before?"
"I came down to play since you all were playing. I'm platinum now."
"emmm"
"One life per person? You write it after you die? I'm not very good at playing this role, and no one chooses the shooter." She suggested in a low voice.
"Okay." He reluctantly agreed.
Jiang Nao squinted his eyes with laughter, and gave a blood in the first two minutes. He handed it to him with a smile, and leaned close to watch him play. Their shoulders were touching, and time passed unknowingly.
