Duan Wujiu went to the shop to hand over the copied books, and after taking the money, he went to the snack shop to buy something to eat for Liu Zhisheng.
Liu Zhisheng took his cousin to show off in front of his classmates, and then told Duan Wujiu that he would not return to Peach Blossom Village on the first day of the new year.
The New Year is coming soon, and the academy will be on holiday in half a month. He plans to go back before the end of the year and let Duan Wu Jiu pick him up then.
After leaving the academy, Duan Wujiu went to the shop and bought some rouge powder for Liu Zhiheng before returning to Taohua Village.
It was already afternoon when Duan Wu Jiu came back. Duan Wu Jiu was obviously not very happy when he saw that Chun Cao was still in the house.
Chun Cao saw it, but it didn't matter. Chun Cao was thick-skinned and insisted on not leaving until after dinner. Moreover, she ate two bowls of rice alone in the evening, almost half of a pheasant, and her whole belly was bulging. I walked around twice before going home to rest.
As soon as Chuncao left, Duan Wujiu pushed Liu Zhiheng onto the heated kang, hugged her and inhaled the scent of Liu Zhiheng's body.
"Why are you acting like a dog?"
"I've smelled too many messy smells this whole day. I have to take a good smell of Ah Heng's scent."
At first, Liu Zhiheng was not used to the soft feeling when being held by someone. After these days, she was very used to it. Anyway, it was safe to be with Duan Wu Jiu, so just be soft.
Duan Wujiu hugged Liu Zhiheng and sucked for a while, then lay down again with his pillow on her shoulder, looking satisfied.
Liu Zhiheng only thought it was funny, Duan Wu Jiu really looked like a dog.
"By the way, what does Xuelang smell like?" Liu Zhiheng asked curiously: "You can describe everyone's smell differently, but what about you, Xuelang? What does it smell like to you?"
Duan Wujiu's eyes dimmed and he said in a low voice, "I have no smell."
Liu Zhiheng was a little confused, "Is there no smell at all?"
"No."
Liu Zhiheng felt something was wrong. Although not everyone has body odor, everyone has their own smell, because everyone's flora and hormones are different. Otherwise, why can dogs recognize the smell of their owners?
"A person without smell is very scary." Duan Wu Jiu said.
"Why is it scary?"
Duan Wu Jiu rested his chin on Liu Zhiheng's neck and said calmly: "Even if most people can't smell other people's scent, if a smellless person suddenly appears, everyone will still subconsciously feel that something is wrong and will tolerate it. I can’t help being afraid, disgusted, and disgusted with him.”
"Why?"
"Because a person without smell will make people feel less like a human being..."
That's why he was rejected, hated, abused, and tortured in inhuman ways day after day because they didn't treat him as a human being...
Liu Zhiheng understood, isn't this the uncanny valley effect?
She was about to say something to comfort Duan Wujiu, but she saw Duan Wujiu's expression suddenly changed.
Just now, the scarlet tide in Duan Wujiu's mind seemed to surge up again, attacking him desperately, insisting that he remember.
Duan Wujiu sat up suddenly, holding his hands in pain, trying to resist the increasingly severe stinging pain on his head.
"What’s wrong with you!"
Liu Zhiheng rushed over in panic and hugged Duan Wujiu. Duan Wujiu was almost lost in the red. Suddenly he smelled the familiar scent of Liu Zhiheng, like a person who had been walking in the desert for many days and was suddenly thrown into the desert. In a pool of cold water.
Duan Wujiu's breath gradually calmed down, and the bright red feeling in his mind finally faded away...
He hugged Liu Zhiheng suddenly, so tightly that Liu Zhiheng almost couldn't breathe.
Although he didn't know why Duan Wujiu suddenly reacted like this, Liu Zhiheng could feel Duan Wujiu's panic and reached out to pat his back gently.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."
"It's great to have Ah Heng by my side."
Liu Zhiheng thought Duan Wujiu was sad because he had no smell, so he rubbed Duan Wujiu's nose with his own face.
"It doesn't matter if Yukiro doesn't smell. I'll give you my smell, okay?"
Duan Wu Jiu opened his eyes slightly, but soon the tears of surprise turned into endless tenderness.
"Okay..." He responded in a low voice: "From now on, my smell will be Ah Heng's smell..."
Duan Wu Jiu pinched Liu Zhiheng's chin, lowered his head and kissed him again.
After struggling for a while, Liu Zhiheng pushed him away and said, "Shall we take a bath today?"
"Together?" Duan Wujiu asked.
"You have such beautiful thoughts, I'll soak first!"
"Why do you want to take a bath?"
Liu Zhiheng blushed and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say you wanted to smell me..."
Duan Wu Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up like pearls.
Liu Zhiheng was embarrassed by what he saw, so he quickly got up and got out of bed, ready to fetch bath water, but Duan Wujiu held him back.
"I'll come, Ah Heng, rest."
"You always boil the water, let me do it today."
"No, Ah Heng's hand is the one that points out the mountains and rivers and paints the world. How can he do these rough jobs? I'll do it."
Duan Wu Jiu kissed Liu Zhiheng's forehead, then stood up and went out, leaving Liu Zhiheng alone sitting on the bed and blushing.
So, on the roof, the two royal guards looked at their master carrying bucket after bucket of water into the house, looking at each other.
Is the master serving someone?
After the two of them took a bath, Duan Wujiu wiped Liu Zhiheng's hair for half an hour, and then she was hugged by Duan Wujiu and fell asleep.
She originally wanted to separate rooms, but since they were so close, it would be artificial to separate, so she agreed to Duan Wujiu that as long as Sheng'er didn't come back, she would sleep with him at night.
Duan Wujiu then told Liu Zhiheng that he had seen Sheng'er today, and Sheng'er said he would come back on the 15th day of next month during the academy's long holiday.
"I'm going to pick up Sheng'er and buy some things for the New Year on the way, okay? I don't know when dad will come back. I want to meet A Heng's dad as soon as possible and settle our affairs..."
Hearing what Duan Wujiu said, Liu Zhiheng suddenly realized that it had been almost a month since Duan Wujiu came to Taohua Village. By the time of the Spring Festival, it will be two months, and his memory should be restored during that time...
"What's wrong?" Duan Wujiu noticed Liu Zhiheng's sudden depression.
But the next moment, Liu Zhiheng took the initiative to hug his neck and kissed him.
Ah Heng was extraordinarily enthusiastic today, and Duan Wu Jiu couldn't resist it, but he stopped in time, forcibly held down Liu Zhiheng's erratic hand, and held her in his arms.
"Ah Heng, don't recruit me."
"Don't you want to?"
"Not now." Duan Wujiu kissed Liu Zhiheng's forehead and said, "Just wait a little longer..."
When he takes care of everything, including the princess who wants to kill him, he will definitely hug Ah Heng well...
