Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

The woman standing at the door was slender, dressed in a light pine-colored thin blouse, with long black hair that was randomly tied up, against a beautiful and charming face, a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be washed out from the West Lake, together Like vermilion lips with delicate peach blossoms in them.Her demeanor and demeanor did not deliberately show off coquettishness, but the nature of a fox imbued her with an irresistible enchantment and coquettishness. Compared with those gaudy women in prostitutes, such unadorned Fascination, the temptation to ordinary people is not only ten times, a hundred times higher, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand times, ten thousand times.

And the lines of the facial features are really born perfectly in every place, if they are reduced by one point, they will be harsh, and if they are increased by one point, they will be publicized.Holding this face is perfect for any woman of any identity in the picture book. If there is a craftsman who can modify human faces in this world, it is estimated that her face is the most suitable model.But even the most powerful beautician in the world might not be able to handle a face so exquisitely and meticulously, so perfect.

The sleeves of the pine flower gown were rolled up to the elbows, and the wet hands were carrying a heavy bucket of water, the rim of which had been dampened by water splashed from the road.Seeing Ming Yi appearing in the room, she beamed with joy, her beautiful peach eyes were narrowed in laughter, two dimples were deeply sunken on her cheeks, and there was a strong look of anticipation on her face.

Such a living woman.

alive……

A picture appeared in Ming Yi's mind uncontrollably.

It was the same face, the same pine-colored light shirt, the same black hair that was randomly tied up, but the face was distorted, tears filled with hatred, and the long sword stuck in the blood-stained chest was being held in his own hand.

Although in the last life, Mingyi did not fall in love with this little fox in the end, but she knew that for Tu Jiu'er alone, she did something wrong.Seeing her standing in front of him alive again, how could Mingyi not feel guilty.

But only guilt.

Nothing but guilt.

Seeing that Ming Yi was in a trance, Tu Jiu'er first put the bucket in his hand beside him, lifted up a skirt to wipe his hands, and asked cautiously while wiping, "A Yi?"

Ming Yi came back to her senses, and coughed dryly twice in her throat, "Uh...cough. I have nothing to do today, I... have a leisurely walk."

"Then sit down first, and I'll make you some tea."

Mingyi had never taken the initiative to come to the wooden house before, and Tu Jiu'er was so happy that he didn't know where to start entertaining.She rubbed her hands and turned around in place a few times before clapping her palms and went outside to get the dried tea leaves.After taking some back, he hastily started a fire in the stove, took a bucket of water from the stove and poured it into a pot to burn.

Ming Yi glanced at the water that Tu Jiu'er brought back just now, then at the old water she brought to make tea, slandered for a while, and asked in a deep voice: "Don't give me fresh water, give me old water? "

Tu Jiu'er smiled and replied: "Ayi, you are a tea lover, so you don't know the word 'raising water'? Put the gravel in a bucket and let it stand for a day. The stone will absorb the rust and make the water It becomes clearer. This is what my second sister told me, so the water I give you to make tea is the water that was raised yesterday."

"Then why hit another bucket today?"

"I'm afraid that after a long time, dust will inevitably fall into it, so after a bucket of water is kept for one day, it will be poured out on the third day, and I need to make a new one. But I have two buckets, and the timing is alternated. Come and fight, there is well-raised water prepared every day.”

"Yeah." Ming Yi nodded, thinking for a moment, "...When did you start raising water?"

Tu Jiu'er put the lid on the pot, and took out a folding fan hanging from her waist to fan the fire in the stove. The thick smoke made her cough lightly, "Cough... well, it must be after the second sister brought those tea trees, I started to keep water at that time. Hmm... I don’t know when you will come over, so I can only keep water every day. If you come over one day, you will just be able to drink the best tea. "

"..." Ming Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, she just lowered her head and stared at the teacup on the table.If there is no deviation in her memory, since November last year, she has never been here for about five full months.

From Tu Jiu'er's diary, it can be seen that the tea tree was sent in the twelfth lunar month of last year, and she began to raise water every day for four full months since then.

Four months, more than 120 days.

For more than 100 days, the water was changed and raised so meticulously every day, just to wait for a person who didn't know when he would come and make a cup of tea for her.

a cup of tea……

...that's all.

In the past, although Ming Yi pretended to be with Tu Jiu'er for a while, she only said it on purpose for others to hear.Her plays are really not good enough, so that they can only be used to deceive outsiders. For Tu Jiu'er herself, she doesn't even bother to deceive her with a nice sentence or two to make her happy.Therefore, at that time, she was still as indifferent and alienated as before, she also ignored Tu Jiu'er, and naturally she never paid attention to some details.

Seeing the trivial things that Tu Jiu'er did for her now, Ming Yi can only continue to condemn her own conscience.As if in this way, she can barely make up for those faults and injuries.

"Ayi, what's wrong with you?" Tu Jiu'er looked worried, seeing Mingyi today, he clearly felt something different.In the past, when she looked at Ming Yi, she always had a straight face and no expression, but now... her face always seemed to be filled with gloom, although she tried her best to hide it, she couldn't hide it.This strange aura made Tu Jiu'er dare not act coquettishly and talk nonsense as usual.

"...It's okay." Mingyi shook her head, she rubbed her fingers on the edge of the teacup, which contained hot tea that Tu Jiuer had just poured, "...the tea is pretty good, I will come here often in the future."

Tu Jiu'er smiled and said, "Although I'm happy to hear what Ayi said, but...you haven't drunk it yet, how do you know if the tea is good?"

"I think it's good, so it's good." Ming Yi picked up the teacup, her elegant face became much softer after the steam, and her tongue with the rim of the cup in her mouth also softened a little.

Tu Jiu'er's ears seemed to be half red, and his fingers scratched a few folds on the skirt.

For a while, both of them were silent, thinking about each other.

After a long while, she seemed to feel that it was rare to be alone with Mingyi like this, and she couldn't let silence waste time, so she found another topic: "...you haven't come these few months, I really want to see you, thinking about secretly It’s also good to go to Yuxu Palace to see you. I remember the agreement with your head that I won’t disturb your cultivation, but I just want to stand far away, so far that I can see you and you can’t see me. But later Two little Taoist boys came to the entrance of the mountain, carrying very powerful spells, even if I turned into a fox shape, I couldn't be fooled, and I felt very sad."

Mingyi didn't know whether she should accept this question or not. It stands to reason that with her temperament, she wouldn't even drink this tea, but now...

"Ayi, why did you think of coming to see me today?" Tu Jiu'er's tone was obviously cautious and cautious, as if he was worried that if he was not careful, he would make Mingyi unhappy with his words, "... ...It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I can pretend that I don't want to know."

Mingyi looked into Tu Jiu'er's eyes, and saw that the watery peach eyes were full of words "I want to know, I want to know, I want to know, tell me, tell me, tell me", but the owner of these eyes held back She got an extremely humble look, as if she was born to be inferior to herself, like...

A nine-rank sesame official who flattered, flattered, and begged for mercy to the ministers in power.

It suddenly occurred to me that a long time ago, Tu Jiu'er joked that if Ming Yi didn't mind, she would show her fox tail and wag it to her happily like a puppy.

Mingyi felt a little uncomfortable. She suddenly felt that Tu Jiuer had placed herself in a too humble position. She was so eager for this love that she lost what she should have as a pampered descendant of Qingqiu. Pride and dignity.

Seeing that Ming Yi didn't speak, Tu Jiu'er thought it was because she didn't want to answer, and couldn't hide a bit of disappointment on her face.Immediately, she stood up pretending not to care, and walked towards the desk, her tone was feignedly cheerful: "Ayi, it's rare for you to come here, may I give you something? This is what I wrote down when I heard about books in teahouses. Interesting drama book, I think you are not very interesting in this Yuxu Palace, so I copied another copy in my spare time a few days ago, using small Xingkai characters, it will be easy for you to read..."

"I came to see you because I saw your letterhead yesterday, so I came here today." Ming Yi interrupted Tu Jiu'er's chatter, but began to answer her last question, "It's just that I went to bed late and came late ,Feel sorry."

Tu Jiu'er bit her lip, "...it's okay, it's okay. I passed you a lot of letterheads, and this is the first time you take it to heart...I, I'm very happy...I..."

Ming Yi felt restless. She put down the half-drinked teacup and got up, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Ayi, this playbook..." Tu Jiuer muttered timidly.

"Thank you, I have no luck." Ming Yi's voice was much colder than before, and she didn't know why she stayed here for so long, she should have gone back long ago.Only half a step out of the door, Ming Yi paused, turned her head, with a somewhat unpredictable tone of voice: "One more word, don't follow me, don't stay here anymore, the farther the better, if ..."

If you want to live.

Ming Yi swallowed the second half of the sentence, her back molars tightened again and again, and she walked away.

Tu Jiu'er hugged the thick opera book, without saying a word, watching Ming Yi until she was out of his sight.After a long time, she lowered her head and touched the rough cover of the book, gently turning the pages with her slender fingers, touching the words written by herself bit by bit.

And the blank paper that was secretly sandwiched in the book.

Tu Jiu'er sighed for a long time, closed his eyes, and closed the opera book in his hand.

Together with the setting sun on the side of the mountain.

Together with a few dashing cursives on that piece of white paper——

"From the time when the eyes are down, I will wait for you for ten days on the side of the golden lake on the top of the mountain."