Shi is already very old. The little girl is pink and jade-carved, sitting on a bench and swinging her short legs. The tree behind her is sprouting, blooming, and falling leaves year after year.
Hearing the chirping of cicadas, the little girl looked back behind her.
She looked around and saw nothing. Compared with her moving and unable to sit still, Shi beside her looked even more depressed.
He saw Feng Wuli in the distance, and Feng Wuli heard what he said, smiled, and waved.
But to the ears of others, it might just be the noisy chirping of cicadas.
The little girl looked at the tree, at the branches, and then got under the bench. She kept looking for something, but in the end she couldn't find it, so she sat back on the chair obediently.
The chirping of the cicadas disappeared.
In fact, the person she was looking for was sitting next to her.
She instantly turned her head and looked behind her, as if someone was playing hide and seek with her, but there was nothing behind her.
The little girl was thinking about how to meet Mr. Cicada.
She knew that there was a monster living here, but it was not a bad monster, but a good monster.
That bad dog chased her that day, but Mr. Cicada helped her drive it away. The two-month cakes she gave to Mr. Cicada, the bunny keychain, and the pen and notebook she gave him a few days ago were all taken away by Mr. Cicada. Got it.
The little girl leaned back on the chair, looked up at the sky, and blew air with her mouth open, looking innocent as a child.
A woman came over, the little girl's mother, and waved to the little girl on the bench.
"I'm back, come here quickly."
"Mother!"
The little girl happily ran over, took the woman's hand, and then looked back at the empty bench, a little depressed: "I didn't meet Mr. Cicada today either."
The woman pursed her lips. Summer was almost over. How could the cicada survive the summer? She said softly:
"Autumn is here, Mr. Cicada is going back, and you won't be able to see it until next year."
The woman took the little girl's hand and went back. The little girl turned back three times with each step, reluctantly looking at the empty bench under the tree.
"Mr. Cicada, are we friends?"
She shouted loudly, as if she didn't care. Children are always very persistent in some inexplicable things. The woman smiled, touched her head, and pulled her away.
It's a pity that no one will answer her, because just now, Shi has left.
The cicada chirping just now was the last farewell between friends.
What Shi just said is:
See you next year.
Can we see you next year?
Shi doesn’t know.
I don’t know if the other party understood his farewell.
If I come here again next year, if I still remember, I want to ask you what autumn is like.
He turned into a wisp of breeze, rolled up a few leaves, shook the branches on the roadside, chased away the wild cats on the roadside, and childishly stole a balloon from the balloon vendor on the roadside.
The balloon floated in the city with the wind, swaying across the treetops. The glass of the office building reflected the sky. A balloon floated past. It flew too high and then fell down. It appeared in front of a mother and daughter walking on the street. forward.
The little girl stared blankly at the balloon, which suddenly burst in front of her.
There was a soft snap.
Amidst the popping sound of the balloon, she seemed to hear someone say this.
"See you next year"
Looking back, there was nothing under the bench. She took her mother's hand and left, unable to help but look back.
Feng Wuli also left and went back to the incense shop.
See you next year.
Back at the incense shop, a customer happened to arrive.
The business of making incense and candles can basically only be found in places like old streets. If you want to set up a shop on the street to sell incense and candles, you will lose money.
In fact, in recent years, the business of the incense and candle shop has been getting worse and worse. I usually buy some candles, fine incense and the like to add incense to the sacred cabinet.
Wang Xilou thought about whether to do some other business.
Feng Wuli dismissed it.
Anyway, this place will be demolished within a few years, so there is no need to go through so much trouble.
Wang Xilou likes to squat on the computer chair at the counter. Watching her little apprentice greeting the customers and leaving, she holds her face and frowns:
"Seriously, when the time comes to move to another place, the master has no education and doesn't know what to do to make money... I can't keep selling teeth. It's very embarrassing."
Feng Wuli glanced at her: "Why do you want to make money?"
"How can I support you if I don't make money?" she said matter-of-factly.
Feng Wuli suddenly didn't want to fight anymore.
"Why do you think so much? You, an old lady who has lived for eight hundred years, are still worried about starving to death in modern times. If you have no money, I will make it."
"That's not okay, I am Master."
She frowned: "Don't call me old lady."
"Then you go make a movie, make a zombie movie, and act in your true colors. If people say you don't look like a zombie, just show your two fangs and scare them to death."
Feng Wuli pushed her away and sat in front of the computer, squeezing the little zombie to the side.
Wang Xilou patted him angrily. The little apprentice's muscles were really strong and hard, so she patted him several more times. There was a "bang bang" sound, and Feng Wuli turned around and gave her a speechless look. She was stunned. Silly fun.
The lights inside the incense and candle shop are dim, and people occasionally pass by on the old street outside.
"I suddenly want to take a sip of your blood and taste it."
"I will do justice to God and destroy this zombie like you."
He started a game.
"Master has been a zombie for eight hundred years and has never sucked human blood once. He has bought live chickens and live cattle from farmers before, but that's it. Look at this neck and these blood vessels, tsk tsk."
Feng Wuli was playing on the computer, so she leaned against Feng Wuli's neck, touched it with her cold fingers, felt the blood vessels through the skin, and even swallowed her saliva.
Feng Wuli always felt that what the other person was looking at was not a person, but a big crispy chicken steak.
He turned to look at her in confusion: "Aren't you the kind of zombie that doesn't suck blood?"
"There are no zombies that don't suck blood. What you are saying is to make the wolf eat fruit instead of meat."
"Will blood-sucking have any bad effects on you? Will it make you more bloodthirsty or addictive?"
"You're already addicted even if you don't smoke."
She smiled and said, "It's natural for zombies to suck blood, just like plants. It can't be stopped. It's just that Master has been suppressing it for eight hundred years."
"Suck me."
He looked at the game on the screen and chose this game: "You didn't tell me earlier. If you had told me earlier, I would have let you suck it earlier. What's the point of enduring it?"
Wang Xilou chuckled and stopped talking. She watched him playing games. Although she couldn't understand, she liked it a lot but she couldn't understand her little apprentice playing games. She kept asking various questions, and then waited for Feng Wuli to explain the process to her. .
Even though I answered it, she didn't understand it.
"Why don't you smoke anymore?"
"I feel sorry for you, Master."
"Well, it's fine if you suck a little, just donate blood. Donating blood in moderation is good for your body."
"Is there such a thing?" Wang Xilou obviously didn't believe it.
Feng Wuli's screen turned gray, he cut it out and searched it on Baidu. Wang Xilou saw that donating blood in moderation was really good for the body.
"Really?"
She was already swallowing like crazy. She kept talking about blood sucking today, just like she kept talking about barbecue late at night.
"Hurry up, I won't suck you after Yugi is resurrected."
"Taste it, taste it."
It always felt like the little zombie was rubbing its hands like a fly. It pursed its lips and leaned over. It looked at its neck and swallowed saliva. It changed its position several times and slowly moved closer.
Feng Wuli felt soft lips on his neck. This position was too ambiguous, and then he felt his neck being stabbed by two things.
It didn't hurt, it was tingling. It was more like the strange feeling that Wang Xilou's lips gave him, like a lover's kiss.
He felt the loss of blood, which was very slow, and Wang Xilou's body temperature also rose.
It was the first time that a zombie in eight hundred years sucked human blood, and it was the blood of his beloved. Emotions and primitive instincts were mixed together. The stimulation of the blood and the rich scent of his lover drove Wang Xilou completely crazy.
She thought that the man in front of her belonged to her.
This made her eager to drain his blood and make him completely hers, and they would not be separated from each other from now on, but her reason told her that she could not do that.
She sucked the blood that was like medicine, and she couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, possessiveness, love, guilt as if she had done something bad.
She wanted to drain all the blood from his body. Thinking of this, Wang Xilou couldn't help but cry happily.
It lasted about half a minute, and she left his body with blurred eyes. There were still two lines of tears on her face, and there was a lot of blood on her lips, which was bright and moving.
"Why are you still crying? How do you feel?"
Hearing his question, Wang Xilou seemed to have come back to his senses. She looked directly at him. Feng Wuli was confused by the drawn eyes. Then the little zombie rushed over again, but this time it was not aimed at his neck. department.
Arms wrapped around his neck.
He also tasted what his own blood tasted like.
It's a little fishy, but it doesn't taste good anyway.
Not sure, try again.
His game character stands in the spring, making concave shapes from time to time, and shouting lines. Teammates around him are constantly returning to the spring, then going out, coming back, and going out again. He looks very busy.
"There's something you can chew on!"
Tam spoke the lines like this with his tongue hanging out.
The top lane collapsed, the middle lane collapsed, and the bottom lane collapsed.
"defeat——!!"
There was a faint movement outside, and the little zombie jumped up from him as if running away, wiped his mouth and ran into the backyard with his head buried in the ground.
No shoes on.
Another customer came to the incense shop, and Feng Wuli received them. Then he came back to check the computer and touch his mobile phone. He wanted to go back and do his homework, but Wang Xilou didn't come out for two hours.
Probably embarrassed.
Coincidentally, he also has some.
It wasn't until 12 noon that Wang Xilou called him to eat, and he opened the backyard curtain and went in.
During this period, the little zombie was still a little unnatural. He was a little annoyed when Feng Wuli stared at his face for a long time, so he scratched his face.
"What are you looking at? Is there something delicious on my face? Eat your food."
Feng Wuliang said that the master's saliva tasted better than rice, but firstly, Wanwan and Xiaoye were at the side, and secondly, it was too boring for him to express, so he kept it secret.
"It feels so cool today, autumn is coming."
"The temperature has just cooled down for a few days. It will definitely heat up again tomorrow, and there should be a heavy rain in a few days." She picked up a piece of meat and said nonchalantly.
In a place like this, one can completely trust the little zombie. People who have lived for hundreds of years can sometimes really be in tune with heaven and earth. She may not be smart, but the long time has given her a perspective of thinking, and the experience of being integrated into her flesh and blood is Feng Wuli. Out of reach.
"An old house where a treasure."
Wang Xilou frowned, feeling that it was not a good thing to say: "You are not allowed to say that Master is old."
After dinner, Feng Wuli took his homework and came down to the yard to write. He stopped writing and read for a while.
After finishing the first edition of the physics paper and writing the big questions carefully, Feng Wuli rewarded himself for playing with his mobile phone for a while.
After browsing the short videos, almost all of them have no nutrition.
Liu Xiaoxiao sent him a few messages and asked him to take her out to play. Her leg was broken and her family did not allow her to go out during the National Day.
Feng Wuli: [Picture]
Feng Wuli: Go to Jinling with Wang Xilou tomorrow
Feng Wuli: I will take pictures for you when I see something delicious.
Liu Xiaoxiao:? ?
Liu Xiaoxiao: Take me with you, please
Liu Xiaoxiao: I kneel down and beg you, take me with you
Liu Xiaoxiao: I want to go out to play, I want to go out to play
Feng Wuli: Say something nice
Liu Xiaoxiao: Dad
"..."
Somewhat underestimated her.
Feng Wuli: Can you be obedient?
Liu Xiaoxiao: Yes!
Feng Wuli: Okay, then you can recuperate your leg injury at home.
He put his cell phone aside. During this period, he received a WeChat call. Feng Wuli didn't answer it. He knew it was from someone Liu without even thinking about it.
It was definitely impossible to take her there anyway, neither Ye Ji nor Wanwan did.
He started reviewing again. During this period, Ye Ji flopped around in the yard for a while and then went out. Wanwan came down to eat some snacks and followed Wang Xilou to dry the clothes. Ye Ji ran back and took her out to play, with the little zombie in front. When I was looking at the shop, I would go into the backyard to see him from time to time without disturbing him. I would just watch him go out after a while. It was strange. Time seemed to be very slow, but the light in the yard changed and it was already evening.
Wang Xilou was packing his things at night.
"How many days will we go?"
"Two and a half days. The high-speed train will come back on the afternoon of the 7th."
Feng Wuli lay on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, searching for anything interesting in Jinling.
Wang Xilou's hometown was Jinling, and she often returned to that place five hundred years ago.
Feng Wuli went to see if there was any shadow of her there.
If not, forget it. If not, just go out and play.
Wang Xilou always had some other feelings for that land, and that was where the two of them met for the first time.
When taking the high-speed train, Wangxi Building was next to the window. Feng Wuli stuffed his bag on it and sat down while watching the little zombie looking out the window.
She turned back and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I went out with you."
"You have been in poor health before."
"Yes." She nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked casually, "By the way, have you booked the hotel?"
"I booked two rooms."
"..."
Wang Xilou felt that it was a waste of money, so he hesitated and listed a lot of reasons, and then successfully persuaded the young apprentice to take out his mobile phone, checked out both rooms, and booked a standard room.
"Two rooms is such a waste."
She was still explaining.
The journey was long, and many of the scenery along the way were the same. The two of them had lunch in the car. The train stopped at several stops. Looking out the window, it felt like traveling over mountains and ridges. The 800-kilometer journey was not affected by any weather conditions. We met within five hours, and it was already three or four in the afternoon when they arrived.
It's nothing like it was five hundred years ago.
Feng Wuli looked back at the little zombie. It looked the same as it did five hundred years ago, but it was just a look.
"How about you stand here and tell me coldly why you are following me?"
Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, then understood what the other party meant, and said with a smile: "Okay."
She ran a few steps away and looked at him with a cold face, "Why..."
Before she finished speaking, she started laughing, and then asked her to try a few more times, but every time she saw that face, she still couldn't help but laugh, how could she feel so cold.
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