When he returned to the room, he found that Little Fox and Ye Ji were both in his room.
At this time, the two little ones were huddled in Ye Ji's tree hole-like cat nest.
There can be room for two children to squat in there, but if they really want two children, they won't be able to move while squatting in there. There is plenty of space for a cat and a fox.
It was Feng Wuli who was in the third grade of elementary school and bought it for Ye Ji with his pocket money.
Yeji liked it very much.
There was a faint light inside now. They probably had a lamp. They were still talking just now when they heard the sound of the door opening getting smaller and smaller.
A fox head poked out, then a black cat head poked out from beneath her.
"Lord Feng Wuli, are you going to sleep?"
"What are you doing in there?" he asked confused.
"Wanwan tells us a story!"
"Wanwan is studying with Lady Yeji."
Feng Wuli smiled, "I haven't fallen asleep yet. You guys can play for a while and go to bed soon."
The two little ones retreated back into the cat's nest. There was a faint light at the entrance of the tree hole, and there was the sound of the little fox reading. She was not reading a textbook, but an extracurricular reading. Feng Wuli listened for a while, as if he was a little prince.
He lay on the bed, checked his mobile phone, and bought a high-speed rail ticket to Jinling the day after tomorrow, which cost more than 300 yuan.
I asked Wang Xilou for her ID number and bought it for her.
Little zombie: But master wants to fly/stay
Little Zombie: [Small Plane]
Feng Wuli: We can’t fly, it’s not safe
Little Zombie: Do you need to know how to fly to fly? /stay
Little Zombie: Forget it
Feng Wuli: I want to eat spicy chicken noodles tomorrow
Little Zombie: Spicy chicken is so troublesome
Feng Wuli: I want to eat
Little zombie: hum
Feng Wuli couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth as he typed. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the little zombie was so cute.
Even though they live together under the same roof, they still can't help but want to get closer, but distance is such a wonderful thing. They are already the two closest people to each other. Under this situation, how can we get closer to some fermenting feelings? He doesn't understand.
After all, he is just a boy of eighteen or nineteen. Liu Xiaoxiao would drag him to read books and other books in junior high school. Wang Xilou's love has always been strong, and he is learning to respond to him.
Although it's more that I can't help it.
Feng Wuli: Good night little zombie
Little zombie:?
Little zombie: /angry
Little zombie: Good night, black-hearted disciple!
When he thought that there would be a lot of time in the future and they would continue like this, Feng Wuli felt that the world was beautiful. How could anyone think that immortality was not a good thing?
Spring water makes tea, Songhua brews wine, and the people around me are enjoying each other year after year.
When I think of this, I want to go out and hold Wang Xilou's hand again. A girl's hand is really the most amazing thing in the world.
"No, the little prince said, I am here to see my friends..."
Wanwan's voice was full of childlike innocence.
In fact, in some aspects of her mind, she is closer to a junior high school student who is fifteen or sixteen years old. She is much stronger than Ye Ji, who has the body of a high school girl but is no different from a brat.
"Why don't you read it anymore?" Ye Ji's voice came.
"Well, Wanwan has to look up this word first."
"Then I'll hold the lamp for you."
There was the sound of turning pages in the tree hole.
I can imagine a little fox reading a dictionary inside, a black cat holding a desk lamp, and the two cute little creatures huddled together.
Feng Wuli smiled: "Take out the book and I will read it to you two."
There was a rustling in the cat's nest.
Feng Wuli looked at the time, and it was already half past nine: "I'll read to you for half an hour, and I'm going to bed."
"It's so troublesome, Mr. Feng Wuli!"
The little fox came out with a book in her mouth and was extremely excited. She also loved clinging to Feng Wuli. Ye Ji followed closely behind and held a lamp in her mouth.
Feng Wuli turned off the desk lamp and put it aside. The light in the room was already bright enough, so he took the book and prepared to read to the two little monsters at home.
He was half-lying on the pillow, holding up his book. A fox was lying on his left arm, and a cat was lying on his right arm, squeezed together. The bellies of the two cute little creatures were furry and hot.
Feng Wuli looked at it, smiled and said to the little fox: "Tame, the word for tame is pronounced as tame, Xiyun tame."
"Xi~yun~tame." The little fox read along, so cute.
Feng Wuli continued to read: "What does domestication mean?"
"It's an act that's often forgotten, Fox said. It means making connections."
"The little prince asked confusedly, establishing a connection?"
Feng Wuli would also add his own tone to some characters' conversations to make it easier for Wanwan and Ye Ji to understand. At the same time, they laughed at him for being funny, and Feng Wuli laughed too.
In the room, Feng Wuli always smiled and read to them. Occasionally Ye Ji would ask some stupid questions without understanding, but she asked them naturally.
The doorknob suddenly pulled, and Wang Xilou poked his head curiously and saw three people huddled together, holding a book on the bed.
"What are you doing? I'm outside listening to you talking non-stop."
"Wang Xilou, get out quickly! We want to listen to Wu Li's stories, so get out quickly."
"While I'm reading to them, the little fox doesn't know many words. I'll teach her how to read by the way."
The little zombie's head shrank out, the sound of the TV outside was turned off, and then the door opened again.
She came over with a sullen expression: "Master also wants to listen."
"I'm about to go to sleep."
"Read it a little longer. I was the one who told you bedtime stories when you were a kid. Now it's your turn." She said that she had come to the bedside, kicked off her slippers, lifted the stupid cat up, and leaned against it like Feng Wuli. Lie down beside the bed.
Ye Ji lay down on Feng Wuli's chest with an aggrieved look on her face.
"When I was a child... you were the one who insisted on pulling me to listen to you tell me what you had done in the past five hundred years, and you wouldn't let me sleep until you finished listening to your story."
"..."
Wang Xilou’s face fell.
If he doesn’t listen, he will recite sutras.
She leaned on Feng Wuli's shoulder and smelled the same shower gel, but it always felt different from her own. Wang Xilou liked it very much.
Very satisfied.
I can't help but begin to look forward to eternal life.
"Of course, the fox said so.
To me, you are no different than thousands of other little boys. I don't need you and you don't need me.
To you, I'm no different than thousands of other foxes.
But if you tame me, neither of us can do without the other. At that time, to me, you will be unique in this world, and to you, I will be unique in this world. "
The Little Prince is a reading book for the second and third grade of elementary school. It is just right for Wanwan to get in touch with human knowledge. It is a very gentle story.
The fox and the rose both loved the little prince. The little prince was very lucky, and so were the fox and the rose.
The fox doesn't care about the wheat, she won't eat it, but if the little prince tames the fox, then the fox will also care about the wheat, because it will remind her of the little prince's golden hair.
The more Feng Wuli thought about it, the sleepier he became. His schedule was to go to bed before eleven o'clock and not stay up late. Although he would be fine if he stayed up all night for a few days or nights, his biological clock reminded him that it was time to go to bed.
Wanwan and Ye Ji didn't hear enough, so Wang Xilou started reading to them, and Feng Wuli kicked them out.
Rejected by two votes.
Only Wanwan felt sorry for him, so she weakly said that she should read it out, but Feng Wuli was embarrassed to disturb their interest.
One or two of them insisted on playing beside his bed.
He rolled up the quilt and lay aside. Wang Xilou's voice was in his ears. He felt sleepy and felt that the voice was getting farther and farther away.
Early the next morning.
The fourth day of National Day.
Even on holiday, he would still get up at around seven o'clock. The sky outside was hazy, neither sunny nor cloudy. Autumn was coming soon.
He went to brush his teeth and wash his face, just as Wang Xilou came out of the room.
Stretching, her pajamas were lifted up, her belly was smooth and delicate, and the rising hem of her clothes stopped under her ribs. She noticed Feng Wuli's gaze, immediately put down her raised hand, and smiled at him: "I want to see ?"
"think."
"?!"
Wang Xilou turned away unnaturally and went to the shower room to brush his teeth. Then he saw his little apprentice also coming in.
The two stood in front of the mirror and were about to brush their teeth together.
In the mirror, her head reached his shoulders. Wang Xilou had too much toothpaste, so she took his toothbrush, scraped off the excess, and handed it to him.
"You eat the tail of Master's saliva." She said happily.
"Childish ghost."
"Master is a zombie."
"Childish zombie."
"Hey, master, please brush your teeth. Just stand still." She started teasing her little apprentice again.
Feng Wuli avoided her demonic hand. The two of them were not too crowded in front of a small sink. Feng Wuli finished washing up before him and took away the hairpin from her head before going out.
Wang Xilou's black hair was disheveled, and because she was speechless, she could only scare her away with her eyes, trying to let her apprentice know her anger.
"I want to eat spicy chicken noodles today."
"Uh-huh!"
Wang Xilou also thinks it’s good.
Feng Wuli went down to the yard and saw Wanwan dressed as a maid sitting on the swing, swinging her legs and holding a bag of Bu Bu Xing in both hands, a snack that has been around for a long time, just a spicy puffed snack. .
"Wanwan, if you eat snacks in the morning, you will get cavities and your teeth will be damaged."
"Bad, will the teeth break?"
"Teeth will be corroded by something called cavities, and then Wanwan's teeth will be broken."
"!!"
The little fox's eyes widened and he looked down: "But Wanwan has been torn apart."
She was a little sad and didn't want to waste food.
"Let me finish the rest for Wanwan."
"Ah, really?"
She was happy again: "Thank you so much, Mr. Feng Wuli!"
"But what should I do if Master Feng Wuli also has cavities?"
"I'm an adult, and adults don't get cavities."
When Wang Xilou went downstairs, he saw Feng Wuli eating Wanwan's snacks in the yard. Wanwan was watching eagerly, her tail wagging behind her.
Feng Wuli took pity on her and occasionally gave her one, telling her that eating this one would prevent tooth decay.
In this way, you can gain the gratitude and admiration of the little fox.
Although he felt a little guilty, Feng Wuli concealed it well. After a while, he said that he had found a tooth that would not cause cavities after eating.
Wanwan was like a little maid who had received a reward, and she took it gratefully, as if she had received divine favor.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Feng Wuli."
It's October again in the blink of an eye, less than two months before 2018, and there is a smell of autumn in the air.
After breakfast, a space was cleared in the yard, and the two masters and apprentices were ready to compete.
The little fox and Ye Ji sat on one side politely.
"You can't use your spirit to entangle Ang!"
Wang Xilou was doing warm-up exercises with her hair tied behind her head. Recently, she liked to find clothes that Feng Wuli didn't wear very often. She said they were all very good clothes and it would be a pity to throw them away.
The lower body is a pair of black sports shorts, the legs are slender and white, and the upper body is the Feng Wuli Junior High School uniform, with a red bottom and black edges, and a white tube top can be seen under the armpits.
The little zombie is 1.60 meters tall. In fact, the average height of girls during the Tang and Song Dynasties was only 1.55 meters. However, her body proportions are very good. Overall, she looks like a 1.7-meter-plus lady who has shrunk.
There is nothing to say about what Feng Wuli wears.
She looked eager to try.
Both of them have similar moves. After all, Wang Xilou taught him when he was a child. They are all enemy-defeating moves. They are not systematic, but they look very fierce.
Ten years ago, the incense candle shop was in the backyard.
The woman's face was full of smiles, and the little boy's face was reserved, standing here on the left and right.
Ten years later, the incense candle shop was in the backyard.
The woman's face has not changed at all from what it was ten years ago, but the little boy is already much taller than her.
"Your body is invulnerable, and I can't break your defense, so what's there to fight for?"
"I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."
"What's there to do about zombies?" he whispered.
Wang Xilou had already put a claw on his shoulder.
Feng Wuli moved away, trying not to have physical contact with Wang Xilou. The little zombie's defense and skills were at full value, but its endurance was not.
In fact, most of the well-known martial arts in the world are based on spiritual entanglement, but if you don't know the spiritual entanglement, you can't get started and you can only show off.
At that time, Wang Xilou was in good condition and they also practiced occasionally.
"Don't avoid it, are you a man?"
She was anxious and gasping for air.
Feng Wuli sighed, thinking that it was almost done, he used a small flaw to hit the opponent in the chest, and then gave in.
Wang Xilou immediately came over feeling distressed: "Does it hurt? Master has recovered too much recently, so he won't stop now."
Feng Wuli still had to pretend to be in pain.
"If it hurts, it hurts. Why are you holding back? If it hurts, just make a sound."
"hiss……"
"Master will get you some iron to hit, just wait."
The little zombie was in a complicated mood.
His skills are not as good as those of his young apprentice. It seems that the majesty of this master is almost gone. But then I think about it, what master? I don't really want to be his master, she just wants to get into the bed of her apprentice, which will make her feel happy again.
At around ten o'clock, while Wang Xilou was checking the store, Feng Wuli saw that the leaves of the jujube trees were beginning to wither, and the flowers and plants in the yard were beginning to take on autumnal colors. He thought about going out to the old street to see how the pickings were going.
We have been neighbors for twelve years, and this year is almost the same.
The wind is quite cool today.
People were coming and going in front of the bench under the tree, and a little girl of several years old was sitting on the bench.
They sat under the tree without saying a word, and leaves fell slowly to the ground in front of her.
People passing by saw a girl sitting alone on a bench, but they just took a look and went on their way.
"Mr. Cicada, are we friends?"
She was talking to herself, not knowing whether Mr. Cicada was there or not, or whether Mr. Cicada heard her.
In fact, she was there, and I heard her speak.
Because her Mr. Cicada was sitting at the other end of the bench.
They were one old and one young, sitting on the street where the fallen leaves were falling. That was the farthest distance.
The unexplained chirping of cicadas rang out from the trees.
The two seem to be a little closer.
Autumn is coming.
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