When Master Gou passed by the door of Shaoqiu's house, he lingered for a while, but Shaoqiu, who was staying inside and studying, was completely unaware of this. Seeing that Shaoqiu didn't dare to come out, obviously because he was afraid of himself, Mr. Gou stopped staying there, vomited thick phlegm, and went back to his house.
But Shaoqiu was still sitting at the table, reading a book. The night was quite dark and he was quite sleepy at this time, so he stood up, opened the door of the room, stood in the patio outside the door, and looked at this scene. The moon in the deserted village feels a little desolate. I haven’t seen Xiaohua for a long time, and I wonder if she still remembers me. These days without Xiaohua are really uncomfortable, but what can I do?
The night in the deserted village is beautiful, but at this moment, a beautiful girl can be seen walking from the river, holding a flower in her hand, which is more beautiful and fragrant than the small flower usually held in her hand. No, when the girl walked past the door of Shaoqiu's house, although she was far away, the song she left here and the fragrance of the flowers lingered for a long time. The girl's beautiful smile when she left was really like a peach blossom in March, with dew reflecting the red sun. It was extremely enchanting and stunningly beautiful. It made Shaoqiu feel like a fool for a moment. He actually forgot to walk into the house and was caught by the heavy rain. I didn't notice it even if I got wet.
When I woke up with a start, I found that the torrential rain was falling from the sky. Looking at myself, I couldn't find any dryness in my body. At this time, I entered the house, closed the door, and thought of the beautiful girl's smile again, I felt quite bad for a moment. Otherwise, why would I get soaked in the rain?
Compared with Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua felt a little eclipsed for a moment. However, I don't know why, but the feeling this beautiful girl brought to me was so cold and creepy compared to Xiao Hua. Maybe I was overthinking it, so I stopped thinking about it. I couldn't bear to see the girl leaving, so I opened the door and looked outside. I couldn't see anything in the dark, only a few lights flickering in the wind. That’s all.
Shaoqiu closed the door. At this moment, he no longer thought that it was better to be a little flower. Other people, no matter how beautiful they were, had nothing to do with him. However, when I closed the door and was in the dark, imagining the beautiful girl, I heard the door ringing. I listened carefully, but there was nothing unusual. I am afraid that I have a mental problem, otherwise why would it be like this? Woolen cloth?
A gust of cold wind blew in from outside. Staying in this room at this time made Shaoqiu quite uncomfortable. He coughed and became ill again. However, there is no other way but to take medicine, and I am afraid that this disease may not be cured for a while, so it is better to do your best and obey fate.
Just as he was thinking this, the door of the house rang softly again. It seemed that someone was standing outside. Maybe it was the wind. The night was so deep, who could stay in front of the door of his house? Shaoqiu couldn't lie down on the bed any longer, so he moved closer to the door of the room, not daring to open it. If he met a bad guy or something, he would cut himself one or two times and he would be finished.
At this time, there was another knock on the door outside. Shaoqiu was no longer afraid of the cold. He mustered up the courage to open the door and saw a beautiful girl standing with her back to him, her hair swaying from time to time. Maybe Maybe it's because of shyness, no, I don't even dare to turn my head.
And Shaoqiu couldn't bear to close the door for a moment, so he just left it open. At this time, he was hiding in the house, still holding on to hope, hoping that this girl would come into the house and then lie on his bed. After such a stalemate for a while, without any sound, Shaoqiu walked out of the house again, and the beautiful girl disappeared. However, he saw Huagu facing him, with bright red lips, which made Shaoqiu also moved the man's mind.
I can't open the door. If Huagu comes in and sleeps with me, how can I get better from this disease? Isn't it tantamount to committing suicide? Then close the door. Besides, who is Huagu? If you provoke her, you will get angry. You will regret it later.
"Shaoqiu, open the door. I'll come in and sleep with you. It's very comfortable. Don't close the door." Hua Gu said with a smile, and hearing the sound of this lewd laughter, Shaoqiu was in an extremely bad mood. He must not let her in, otherwise , I am afraid that this disease will never be cured.
"You go, I'm afraid." Shaoqiu replied.
However, Hua Gu did not leave, but kept pushing the door open, as if to break in by force. This kind of harassment was really annoying, but it could not do anything to her. The only thing Shaoqiu can do is to cover his ears. He must not listen to what he shouldn't hear and see what he shouldn't see. It will definitely do no good.
Hua Gu pushed the door for a while, but felt it was impossible to push it open, so she stopped pushing and left. He left in style without forgetting to hum a little song, and listening to this song, Shaoqiu's whole body was on fire. If he hadn't had some self-control, this would have been a disaster.
At dawn, Shaoqiu got up from the bed and walked out of the house. He saw Xiaohua carrying a wooden basin and walking past the door of Shaoqiu's house. He didn't speak for a while, but just took a look, then smiled and went down to the river. The dock Went to do laundry. Of course, this is also because Uncle Hua went to the mountains. Otherwise, he would never let Xiaohua go out of the house, and it would definitely not be possible for him to appear in front of Shaoqiu's house.
As soon as he saw the little flowers, Shaoqiu was in a good mood, and the melancholy and sadness on his face disappeared, replaced by a spring-like smile. Shaoqiu also went down to the river at this time and walked towards the dock. He felt that the dirt road stepped on by the little flowers was already fragrant. Breathing the air that the little flowers had breathed, it felt so happy.
When we arrived at the river, on the dilapidated pier, the little flowers were scrubbing clothes, and the flapping sounds were heard. The birds were not frightened when they heard it, but they still found it very pleasant. No, they did not fly away, but they were close to the little flowers. Closer. As for the old willow tree next to Xiao Hua, its branches were gently brushing the river surface, and it was stroking Xiao Hua's long hair from time to time, showing a clear attachment.
Xiaohua didn't notice Shaoqiu's arrival, she just beat her clothes, splashing water on Shaoqiu's face from time to time, and when she smelled it, it was really fragrant.
"Are you here?" Xiaohua glanced at Shaoqiu and asked.
"Well, you are washing clothes. Is it cold?" Shaoqiu asked piously.
"Fortunately, it's not cold, not cold." Xiaohua said with a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No, but I'm going to eat it now." Shaoqiu replied.
While Xiaohua was washing the clothes, Shaoqiu stood aside and watched. His eyes fell on Xiaohua, which may have made him feel quite uncomfortable, so he lowered his head, looking very shy. Shaoqiu was staying under the willow tree at this time, holding a book and reading. For some reason, the sky turned from sunny to overcast in the blink of an eye. It started to rain gradually, leaving a large mark on the book paper.
But when I looked up at the little flowers at this time, the pier was empty, and there was no shadow of the little flowers. Only a small wave splashed against the broken stones from time to time, with a sad and lonely sound. It was about to rain, and lightning flashed in the sky, and the thunder almost startled Shaoqiu. Then he left the willow tree and returned to his house along the ancient stone path.
