Thousands of thoughts

For some reason, time seems to be taking time out of time, and it moves extremely slowly.

Even though the setting sun had already set on the top of the mountain, it still refused to go down.

He exerted all his strength to emit the last few rays of afterglow, full of heavy tiredness.

Even the sunset is drowsy, the purple has orange red, and the orange red has a bit of yellow, reflecting the afterglow of the golden edge, but it has a special flavor.

The sound of spring water ding-dong came from afar.

The gurgling water passed by the mountainside, and went all the way to the foot of the mountain, bypassing the lush bamboo forest, staining the flowers everywhere, alarming a group of birds that were preying, flapping their wings a few times, and flying onto the apricot blossom branches in the courtyard next to it, and the scene fell. A piece of petals flutters and dances lightly.

Such a beautiful scene, lazy but gorgeous, just like the red dress under the tree.

Baiyou, who was awakened by the sound of the birds, sat up suddenly, and hurriedly searched for people in the house like a conditional launch, unintentionally facing the scene outside the window, as if immobilized by a spell, unable to move at all.

Outside the courtyard, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, surrounded by dreams, under the apricot tree, amidst the colorful fallen petals, a glimpse of a red dress, standing with hands behind his back, tall and straight, black hair reaching waist, hair fluttering in the wind, elegant and dusty.

solitary……

solitary……

solitary……

He opened his mouth for a long time, but he was still unable to call out those two words, leaving only an indistinct grunt deep in his throat.

For the first time, I felt that speaking was so difficult and exhausting.

Cleared his throat vigorously.

Perhaps the movement was a little louder, and the red-clothed man looked over, but when he looked back, he was overwhelmed.

That handsome face is familiar yet unfamiliar at the moment. Under the long eyebrows at the temples, a pair of red eyes are very dazzling. The tails of the eyes are slightly raised. Serenity and serenity and...

and what?

Hong Ying outside the window was slightly startled, looking at him quietly.

Baiyou had no time to think anymore, just stared at the red-clothed man silently in a daze.

After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the bottom of his feet, and one leg was weak, and he fell to the ground.

In a panic, he leaned on the head of the bed and tried to get up, for fear of blinking...

In the blink of an eye, it was like a dream again.

Until a light breeze blows through the house, there is more generosity and warmth behind him.Looking down at the slender fingers with distinct knuckles on his waist, Baiyou trembled and turned his head.

Red eyes...

He forgot how he got back into bed again.

ink hair...

I also forgot the unbearable pain in the soles of my feet.

red dress...

Unknowingly, his fingers were caressing that handsome face.

"woke up?"

In a daze, he heard the lonely ghost seem to ask himself this.

The voice seemed to be coming from a distant place, not very real.

It wasn't until this moment that Bai You met the pair of red eyes at close range that Bai You realized why he found them more eye-catching than before. The indifference and unrestraint in his eyes was deeper than the stars, and it was breathtaking.

He was not familiar with this look in his eyes, and after he paused in the air for a long time, Bai You finally took it back and responded vaguely.

Perhaps, the current appearance is the most embarrassing time in his life.

Or maybe, all this time, he has never seriously looked into Gu Gui's eyes, let alone being familiar with them.

"Your foot is hurt, don't move around."

I don't know why, even with his voice, I feel that there is a kind of gentleness in the low voice at the moment.

What's going on here?

Without waiting for Baiyou to think carefully, the lonely ghost here has already made up the quilt for him.After the people were settled, the lonely ghost suddenly turned around and walked out of the house.

"Wait……"

Hearing this, Gu Gui stopped in his tracks and looked over: "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing..."

to say nothing...

"Well, then have a good rest," the corner of his mouth raised slightly, the lonely ghost slowed down his tone, and said in a warm voice, "I'm outside, call me if you have something to do."

After saying that, the man in red went out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Swallowing the word "good" before he could say it, Baiyou stared blankly at the closed door, in a daze.

To say nothing, in fact, there are still.

In fact, not long after Taishang Laojun Yuelao went out, Huangfuqing, who had been lying in a coma for many days, suddenly moved his fingers.

Although it was only a slight movement, Mingyi Shuiying still noticed it, and then Mingyi asked Shuiying to notify Taishang Laojun and the others immediately, in case the situation changed.

After all, this Huangfuqing is the second prince of the heaven.

However, just after going out for a while, they heard Shui Ying's shocking shouts from outside.

When Ming Yi came to take a look, he was also stunned by the scene in front of him: the stone room where the lonely ghost was before, except for a cold stone bed...

Barriers...ice flakes...returning to dreams...and lonely ghosts, everything just evaporated...

The entire stone chamber was empty.

The Taishang Laojun Yuelao who had just arrived at the White Mansion was so shocked by the two messages from Mingyi one after another that he didn't care whether Baiyou's memory had recovered, so he dodged and hurried back.

Everyone on the Huershan side had already exploded into a mess in a hurry, but they didn't know that the lonely ghost who was looking for was enjoying the beautiful scenery outside this courtyard, very comfortable.

No, it should be said that the appreciation is particularly leisurely and the appreciation is particularly focused.

If you are so leisurely that you forget about time, if you focus so much that you forget about yourself, a whole day is worth a visit.

From sunrise to sunset, it seems that I have to make up for the beautiful scenery that I missed during my deep sleep before I give up.

She was still dressed in red, her black hair reached her waist, and she was lazy and charming, but she was not familiar with the calmness and stubbornness mixed with unruly.

Quietly looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard outside the window, Baiyou didn't want to enjoy it for the first time.

It wasn't until the last ray of light at dusk was swallowed up, and the night fell completely, that the red dress in the courtyard moved, and entered a side room in the courtyard.

no... again...

Not long after, I saw the lonely ghost walking towards the house with food in his hand.

Yes, that's it again.

Next, it should be...

With a "creak", the door was pushed open, and a gentle voice sounded at the same time: "It's time to eat."

as predicted.

The same time, the same action, the same greeting, even the tone of the greeting has not changed...

I stood by the bed for a long time, but there was no answer, so I heard the lonely ghost say: "If it doesn't suit your taste, I..."

"No, not at all." Realizing that the tone was too hasty, Bai You paused, and reached out to take it: "It's not to my liking, thank you."

"En." Simple answer, Gu Gui slightly bent over to check the condition of the foot injury.

The same movements as always, the same tenderness as always, the same... routine...

Yes, routine.

Looking down at the apricot blossom porridge in the bowl, Bai You slowly scooped up a small spoon and put it into his mouth.

All the care, all the greetings, all the tenderness, as if on a mission.

The same action is repeated every day at the same time.

The seemingly careful care is nothing more than mechanical repetition. This kind of tenderness is somewhat...

cold.

The wound was so cold that it tightened, and the injured leg trembled.

The apricot porridge in the spoon spilled out and fell on the back of the hand, which was a little hot.

Before he could react, in the next second, Gu Gui wiped away the apricot porridge that had spilled on the back of his hand: "It's not hot, is it?"

Looking at the back of his hand that was wiped dry, Baiyou shook his head.

"The foot injury recurred?"

Looking at the injured leg that was being carefully cared for, Bai You shook his head.

"This time Wu Cang hit hard, so I need to raise it for a while."

Bai You thought about it seriously and nodded.

"Let this apricot porridge cool for a while, and you can drink it later."

Nod again.

"I'm in the courtyard, call me if you need anything."

Facing the handsome face full of concern in front of him, the fiery red eyes are full of deep tenderness, like a deep pool that can't be seen to the bottom.

Baiyou responded meekly and softly: "Okay."

After the door was closed again, he slowly loosened his slender five fingers with bluish-white knuckles, looked away, and Baiyou picked up the apricot porridge again, and slowly tasted it.

In fact, it's better to be hot, but it's better than those smiling but never warm eyes.