He said: "Okay, the water is very cold, let's go up."
The water had submerged their calves. If they struggled any further, they might slip into deep water. The river was not shallow. In order to prevent bad guys from crossing the river, this section of the Xi family had to be dug every year, so it was impossible to cross easily.
Yun Qiao closed her eyes slightly: "Yeah."
In this situation, as a man, Xi Lanting should say something. Even if it was irrelevant, he could say a few words, but he really didn't know what to say.
He took Yun Qiao up.
His fingers gently poked her eyebrows, and Xi Lanting's voice was soft: "How do you feel?"
Then, he covered her forehead with his palm, as if to test whether she had a fever; but under his palm, there was something cold that could freeze a person's brain.
Yun Qiao was in a daze for a moment.
"Cold," she said, "the water is really cold."
"Go back." Xi Lanting walked back first.
Yun Qiao followed closely, and the two returned to Xi Lanting's yard.
Yun Qiao took off her wet shoes and put on spare slippers. Xi Lanting urged her to go back quickly, but she was too embarrassed to stay longer and turned around to leave.
Xi Lanting turned off the light.
He sat alone in a dark room for most of the night.
Xi Lanting didn't know what kind of emotions he was feeling in his heart, he couldn't figure it out anymore.
He knew that Yun Qiao was born, but he never went to find her; during that time, he kept asking himself what he wanted, did he want life or death?
Life and death are a big deal for ordinary people; for Xi Lanting, it is a miracle that can never be achieved. He needs help. Without help, he may die in a few years.
Of course, his death was not a death in the traditional sense; but when he was in the most pain, he wanted to be freed and wanted to go to Yun Qiao and ask her for help.
If he could die, his body and soul would be extinguished, and he would never be reborn again, Xi Lanting would be extremely grateful.
Being trapped in this world without life or death is the greatest torture; but now, he seems to have changed his mind, he doesn't want to die anymore.
At least it's not a way of death like soul annihilation.
After meeting Yun Qiao, everything changed unexpectedly. Xi Lanting did not expect this.
He is trapped in a human body, something he has hated since he was born - humans are too sentimental and weak, greedy and arrogant, and want everything.
Unknowingly, Xi Lanting broke out in sweat again due to the pain.
At this time, Yun Qiao was taking a shower at home.
She soaked herself in the warm bathtub.
The bottom of the bathtub was very deep, and Yun Qiao put a lot of water in it. She sank down and was completely submerged.
The water sealed her facial features and she held her breath.
But at this time, some weird memories crazily flooded into her mind: on the eaves under the rain curtain, she asked Xi Lanting why she always had nightmares when dreaming about him; in the room, she was drunk, and Xi Lanting kissed her lips
, hugged her tightly; by the river, she hugged his waist hard, and he hugged her back.
Yun Qiao felt very strange.
These memories seemed like she was imagining them, yet they seemed like they were real.
When she was about to suffocate, she got out of the bathtub and gasped for air. The memories she had under the water gradually became blurred and inconsistent. Everything was just her imagination.
"I'm just... going crazy." She sighed, "Am I so eager to get Uncle Qi?"
Her fingers gently landed on her lips.
The kiss in her fantasy was very real, and the coolness on his lips and teeth seemed to reach her heart; he was sucking her breath crazily, and his rapid breathing seemed real.
Yun Qiao has never kissed anyone, so these fantasies are a bit strangely real.
Without experience, what is the basis for fantasy?
"I'm going to become a crazy woman, and a lustful crazy woman." Yun Qiao sighed.
That night, she fell asleep and suddenly opened her eyes.