[Sky Knife] Peanut Gang

The sun was setting and the wind was howling.

There is a shed standing in the wilderness, and a pole stands beside the shed. A yellow cloth is hung on the pole, and the word "wine shop" is written on the cloth with black ink.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous to open a wine shop without a name in a place where few people pass by.

What's even more ridiculous is that there is neither a waiter nor a boss at the counter in the restaurant. There are only two dilapidated tables, one is empty, and there is a person sitting next to the other.

The young man in purple sat on the bench beside the table.On the table are a hat, a jug of wine, a wine glass, and a pile of peanuts wrapped in oiled paper.

He stretched out his hand, picked up a peanut, broke it open, threw the peanut high, and raised his head to catch it.

Repeatedly, another pile of peanut shells appeared on the table.

The wind was still howling, blowing the pile of peanut shells to the ground.

The man in purple pushed the wine glass in front of him without even raising his eyelids.

At some point, there was another person on the bench opposite the table, a man with a smile on his face.

Ye Kai picked up the glass of wine, drank it down, and said with a smile: "I thought you would never come out again in this life."

"Oh." Lu Xiaojia responded perfunctorily, broke another peanut, threw it high, and waited for it to fall.

Lu Xiaojia is always waiting, waiting for everyone who will come, what should come.

He is very patient and never anxious.Even if you can't wait, give up at worst.

That's fine, that's enough.

Instead of struggling to get it, make yourself more of a joke.It's better to wait forever.

Ye Kai sniffed, he smelled blood, but he saw neither blood nor people, so he asked, "Where are people?"

Lu Xiaojia was not in a hurry to answer him, chewing the peanuts in his mouth carefully, and after swallowing, he said: "Black shop."

With Lu Xiaojia's temperament, he would not explain anything, but he did.Years make people grow, and peace makes people frank.

But those little frankness can change anything.He is still him after all, and he still refuses to speak when he should.

"Why are you always so unlucky? You can find a shop casually, and it's a black shop." Ye Kai collapsed on the table in great joy, leaning on his arm and laughing: "So where did you throw it?"

Lu Xiaojia finally looked up at him, and said calmly, "Behind the counter, do you want to bury him?"

Ye Kai sat up again, took a few mouthfuls from the flagon on the table.

Since it is a black shop, could it be that there are ingredients added to the wine? Since he knew that there were ingredients added, why did he drink it without caring?

Ye Kai put the drained jug on the table and exclaimed, "Good wine."

Lu Xiaojia said, "Where is it good?"

Ye Kai thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's so sour, of course it's a good wine."

Lu Xiaojia laughed. When he laughed, there was neither smile nor emotion in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved like sarcasm or mockery.

This kind of laughter really doesn't look like a smile, but Lu Xiaojia can only laugh like this, so it can only be regarded as a smile.

Ye Kai glanced at the long sword without scabbard hanging on his waist.

The sword was in its scabbard a few months ago.A few months later, the sword lost its scabbard again.

Ye Kai found it very interesting.Some people always refuse to tell the truth with their mouths, but they expose their thoughts fully in their behavior.

Why did this sword have a scabbard a few months ago, because the person with the sword always leaned on another person.He can guarantee that he won't poke himself, but he can't guarantee that he won't poke the other party.So the sword that was said to have no need for a sheath had a white scabbard.

Why did the sword lose its scabbard after a few months, because the person with the sword refused to approach others, and refused to be approached by others.He revealed the sword edge that he had hidden before, but hid his heart.

Ye Kai sighed, feeling that he had taken over a big trouble, but he couldn't refuse this kind of trouble.In life, there are always some troubles that cannot be rejected.

The more Ye Kai thought about it, the more interesting he became. If he really wanted to avoid that person, why bother to find himself here, he was obviously waiting for the other person to come to his door.

Ye Kai is always watching, this person, that person, everyone.

He likes to think, to figure out, to infer.Like to piece together trivial clues into a complete picture.

Some people are in the picture, some people are outside the picture.

Ye Kai is both inside and outside the painting.He is both a spectator and a participant.

Seemingly realizing that Ye Kai was distracted, Lu Xiaojia sneered at him and said, "My master is looking for your master again."

Ye Kai touched his nose a little dumbfounded, and sighed: "Senior Jing is really persistent."

"How can a person who is not persistent know how to use a sword?" Lu Xiaojia said, paused, looked at Ye Kai's face and said mockingly: "How can a person who is not persistent use a sword?"

The sword is the gentleman in the army, if it is too graceful, it becomes a ritual weapon.The sword is the king of soldiers, if it is too wild, it will become a murder weapon.

Therefore, those who hold a sword should hold on, and those who hold a knife should hold back.

Ye Kai pretended to be dead on the slumped table, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Lu, if you don't leave, it will be dark. It's late, Linlin may scratch my face. You have pity on me."

"..."

Bai Jingshuo was watering the flowers. He said they were flowers, but they were actually herbs he raised.

He held a small kettle the size of a palm in his right hand, supported his long sleeves with his left hand, leaned over, and slowly poured water into the flowerpot.

After one pot is poured, another pot is poured.Only a little water was poured into each pot, and he poured it slowly, like an old man.

No matter what he does, he always does it slowly, never willing to finish it quickly and quickly.

Zhao Yueniang stood not far away with her hips crossed, sighed helplessly, wrinkled her face and said loudly: "Sheng'er, did you listen to me?"

"Of course I listened." Bai Jingshuo put down the water bottle, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his lips and coughed twice, and said softly, "I just don't quite understand what you mean."

"Oops." Zhao Yueniang scratched her head in despair, loosened her bun, and said loudly, "Lu Xiaojia has been running away for several days, why don't you chase him back?"

"Where did Yueniang say that?" Bai Jingshuo seemed a little puzzled, and said with a light smile, "He has hands and feet, and he's not a child. He'll run out when he's tired of it. What's so strange about it? It's worth it. To chase?"

Zhao Yueniang looked disbelieving and shouted: "But he ran out of your room in the middle of the night that day!"

"So?" Bai Jingshuo looked at Zhao Yueniang in confusion, and said softly, "What's the difference between running from the mountain or from me?"

Zhao Yueniang nodded and said, "Of course there is. There's a big difference. It's obvious what you said or did that irritated him. Otherwise, why would he not want to rest all night and run away overnight."

Bai Jingshuo thought about it seriously, and suddenly realized: "Is there something urgent to do?"

You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be stupid.

Zhao Yueniang said with a numb face: "You can do whatever you want, it's none of my business anyway."

Bai Jingshuo sighed deeply, and said in a low voice: "I will go, but not now. Some things can only be resolved after thinking clearly."

Although she didn't know what he was talking about, Zhao Yueniang still squeezed him out: "How long do you want, forever?"

"..."

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Author: Who knows why I am forced to write fanfiction of fanfiction, who knows why I have to write CP fiction, who knows how hard it is to get two awkward people who are going to die together.