Lingyu thought that it would take no more than three days to get in and out of Linchuan. When she saw Yun Yiming, she realized that ten days had passed in the outside world. When the grass was growing and the orioles were flying, she saw that Yun Yiming was impatient.
s face.
Yun Yiming took the demon pill in her hand, examined it carefully, and then looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile: "You are a little more useful than I thought."
What is easy to use or not? She is not a thing. Is it too insulting to use this word? Wait, it doesn’t seem right to not be a thing.
Lingyu complained crazily in her heart, and rolled her eyes on her face. Fortunately, Yun Yiming was busy winking at the people behind him and didn't notice.
"I'll give you back. I hope we can work together more happily next time." Yun Yiming waved his hand, and Ge Yuai threw Fanyin's body over. Lingyu reached out to catch Fanyin's sleeping body, which had not woken up for many days.
His face became paler and paler, losing its original color. The haggardness did not make his face fade, but gave him a pitiful and fragile feeling.
Although she was dissatisfied with Yun Yiming's treatment of him like this, when she turned around and saw Yun Yiming's smiling face, Lingyu still chose to leave the matter alone. She watched him walk away with the blue demon pill.
But he never noticed that when he put the demon pill into his Qiankun bag, a wisp of purple smoke silently slipped in along his wide sleeves.
Lingyu looked at the backs of the two people disappearing into the mist, feeling a little sad. After all, Ge Yuai was also her sister in this world.
Perhaps it was the sequelae caused by the nightmare. She always felt that although she had walked out of the nightmare, her heart had become more sentimental and easily shaken.
A wisp of spring breeze slipped into her increasingly loose clothes. Looking at the unconscious person beside her, Lingyu let out a long sigh.
It’s just that the moon is not always round.
In order to prevent Yun Yiming from finding her so quickly, she discussed it with Fanyin after he woke up, and the two of them unanimously decided to change places. Although it would be a matter of time before they were found. But it would be a day later.
It's March in the world, the spring breeze is warm, and the movement is fragrant. Everything is full of vitality, the bustling city is bustling with traffic, the cries of vendors are endless, and the fragrance of various foods is wafting one by one.
Lingyu was like a bird just out of the cage, shuttling in front of various stalls, looking here and there. After all, she hadn't seen such a prosperous scene for a long time.
Fanyin retaliated with the sword and followed her helplessly. Whatever she played with for a while, Fanyin would silently help her pay for it. At first, Lingyu didn't notice it because she just looked at it in anger and then put it down.
After leaving, she waited in front of a stall selling wontons. She smelled the fragrance and felt her index finger move.
When he turned back and was about to talk to Fanyin, he saw that Fanyin was holding a lot of sundries in his arms, which engulfed him and made him unable to see clearly. Only when he looked carefully did he realize that those things were the ones he had just seen.
"No! I didn't say I wanted it, why did you buy so much!" You don't know how to live at all, how much do these cost!
Looking at the items, Lingyu felt his heart bleeding.
Get rid of it, they didn’t get the Overbearing President, Chosen Son script, they got the most ordinary Little Minions script, and they had to give in to the taels of silver every day!
Fanyin thought she was happy, so she squeezed her face out from behind a pile of items. Although she didn't have much expression, her eyes clearly said "compliment me" in big words. She was like a arrogant puppy asking for credit.
, the eyes are dark and bright, which makes people feel soft.
Seeing him like this, Lingyu suddenly lost her temper. Who made him look so foul and look at her like this! Sisters, she dared to say that with this immersive experience, even if you don't like this one, you can't refuse it.
ah!
The stall owner saw that Fanyin was holding so many things, so he kindly helped him carry a few items and waved them in.
When the steaming wontons came, looking at his handsome face through the smoke in the bowl, she actually felt in a trance at that moment.
She thought that she had integrated into this place and abandoned her past self, so she was yearning for this prosperous scene in the world.
"Why, the wontons here are not delicious?" Seeing Lingyu looking at her thoughtfully and being a little indifferent to the wontons in front of her, Fanyin was not only a little strange, but didn't she like these snacks the most in the world?
Why is she not very happy when the things arrive? Could it be that he did something wrong?
Lingyu came to her senses and scooped a wonton into her mouth, which was full of fragrance.
"It's delicious, it's delicious." She felt that this wonton must be ranked high in a town like this, otherwise this small stall would not be crowded with people, and some people were even here
Eat squatting outside.
Seeing her like this, Fanyin not only took a sip, but his mouth was full of oil, which stimulated his taste that had not tasted ordinary food for a long time, but what followed was nausea.
A monk who has been abstinent for a long time will only feel repulsion when exposed to delicious food.
He didn't want Lingyu to see that something was wrong with him, so he forced himself to swallow it, but he didn't notice the soup flowing down the corner of his mouth. Lingyu raised his head and saw such a scene, and suddenly felt hot all over his body.
He found his own handkerchief and stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth. He was still a little dazed. When he saw the oil on her handkerchief, he suddenly understood what had happened. In an instant, the red cloud on his face burned to his ears.
Lingyu smiled softly.
Several paper kites were floating in the blue sky not far away, rising and falling in the air, rising and falling one after another, competing silently.
How she wished that time would be frozen here forever, with the shy face of the young man and her heart full of joy. At that time, she really felt that the most beautiful and touching thing in the world was nothing more than this, and it was hard to buy this moment with a lot of money.
After eating the wontons, Lingyu was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to carry so many things. After all, the monk had long lost the feeling of the weight, so he found a deserted alley and put the things into the Qiankun bag.
Looking up, I saw countless black spots among the blue sky and white clouds, swaying in the wind.
Not only did she have a thought in her mind, she dragged Fanyin all the way to a stall selling paper kites.
In the past, she didn't do these things, nor did she have any extravagant expectations. After all, doing this kind of thing alone without anyone's company would only increase the sadness and loneliness. Some things in the world can be done by just one person.
Well, some require the cooperation of two people.
In the past, she was alone. Even if she was envious when she saw her, she would still choose to despise or turn a blind eye in order to cover up her loneliness.
In fact, why doesn't she yearn for it?
It's just that she knows that yearning is useless.
So the moment someone held her hand, she felt her own body temperature.
She was struggling with which hand to choose, when a pair of fair and slender hands held her left hand: "This one, it looks like you."
The corners of Lingyu's mouth twitched, and she looked at the pig kite in her left hand and the butterfly kite in her right hand: "I think it's still more like you! But... what if I don't want to fly you."
Putting down the butterfly in her right hand and raising her head, the sun was shining, making her unable to see his face clearly.
Fanyin chuckled lightly, took out the silver from his arms, gave the money to the stall owner with one hand, took the wheel holding wheel handed over by the stall owner with the other hand, and put it in her right hand: "As long as the wheel holding wheel is in your hand for a day, I will be fine."
Just to help you see the scenery."
The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear at this moment, and she could hear her heart beating violently.
Sincerity is always the last resort in relationships.
The stall owner next to him saw two people chatting with each other in front of his stall, but never paid, so he joked: "Haha, you two just got married, your relationship is really good, girl, don't worry, our line is of good quality.
Even if I use the sword in your hand, I won’t be able to cut it off, and the young man will certainly not be able to fly out of your hand!”
Although she knew that the stall owner must be exaggerating, she still believed it. She thought it was nothing, but it made her feel a little elated. On the other hand, her ears were a little red.
It's really easy to be shy.
The two of them bought paper kites, and bought many more along the way. It wasn't until their wallets were running low that Lingyu finally stopped. When they arrived at the outskirts, it was already close to dusk, and the sun was still poisonous, but it was slightly lacking in stamina, making it chilly.
It eroded a bit.
Lingyu squatted on the ground and watched Fanyin next to her tinkering with the paper kite they bought. In fact, she still felt that the pig was not as good-looking as the butterfly. It was just that among a bunch of colorful paper kites, it was better than a monotonous one and looked a bit clumsy.
Just cute.
He was particularly devoted when playing with the kite and holding the wheel. His resolute and serious profile and clearly visible jawline made Lingyu lose his mind.
The high spirits of young people will always disperse with the wind and turn into continuous memories.
Someone knocked her on the head. When Lingyu came back to her senses, she saw that Fanyin had already done everything and was looking at her helplessly: "Why are you so stupid? Don't let go of the kite?"
"Of course!" Lingyu stood up and was about to take the paper kite in his hand, but was dodged with a deft move.
Seeing this spiritual jade, she was not only a little annoyed, but she also wanted to get it, but Fanyin started to tease her, and saw that her face, which was originally pure and heartless, was stained by him, as if her existence was only for her.
Only by being alive like this can she make him feel her presence.
So he always thought of ways to tease her, but he always followed her in everything.
In the end, the kite still fell into Lingyu's hands, but after the two of them played around, not only were their hair a little messy, but their breath was also a lot messier.
Lingyu didn't let this thing go, but he had never eaten pork, and he had seen pigs running away, right?
So the paper kite she just got was handed over to Fanyin again: "Take it, run over there." As she said that, she pointed an open direction to Fanyin.
There are few trees over there, but there are many grasses.
Fanyin raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to look at her: "Now you know that I am useful?"
How come this man has never been found to be so weak before?
Lingyu resisted the urge to draw her sword and "spar" with him, and looked at him impatiently. In the end, under Lingyu's murderous eyes, Fanyin obediently became a tool man.