The leader is being killed every day

The spring is beautiful in the dream, and the spring breeze is getting warmer outside the dream.

It's so real that it doesn't look like a dream, but it's confusing. Ji Wuxiu himself is not sure if this happened for real. Perhaps, this is just the obsession that the dead Ji Wuxiu couldn't let go of in the deepest memory.

Ji Wuxiu didn't expect that the person who always felt dead was heartless and cruel, but he could treat that young man with all-round tenderness and pampering.

Even if he made a heinous mistake, he could be forgiven unconditionally by Ji Wuxiu.

To be able to do this, to love to the point of giving up one's own principles, that is to what extent.

For the current Ji Wuxiu, this is simply unimaginable.For him, it is impossible for him to meet someone who is worth giving up everything.

If people are not for themselves, heaven and earth will perish.The old adage is not without truth.After all, what people love the most is themselves.

Waking up and falling asleep, falling asleep and waking up again, except for the first one, Ji Wuxiu also had several inexplicable dreams.When the morning light broke, Ji Wuxiu got up to wash up.

Baili lived downstairs in Zuiwoxuan, and when Ji Wuxiu went downstairs, he was still snoring and snoring could be heard outside the door.Ji Wuxiu silently gave him a blank stare, bared his teeth and wanted to bite him to death, but felt that it was not enough after finishing, kicked him a few times through the air before going out.

After Ji Wuxiu came here, he didn't need to study or do homework, and he was served for food and drink, so he was not poor.It stands to reason that this kind of life is not bad, but he always feels that such days are only a few days away.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, that's probably it.When he first learned "Born in Sorrow, Die in Peace", Zhou Yiming firmly memorized it. In the past ten years of his previous life, he has always implemented these eight characters well.

Ji Wuxiu wandered around the street as usual, he wanted to find a fan, he also wanted to go to the Ziyan Pavilion, and he wanted to find a quiet place where no one was nagging, and he wanted to lie comfortably and bask in the sun.

After thinking about it, Ji Wuxiu chose the third option. After all, laziness is human nature.

In this world, the sky is still blue, the water is still clear, there are still deep alleys, and there are still bluestone roads with oil-paper umbrellas in the song.

Laughing in the wind of paper kites in spring, Yiyi willows are green and silky.The two echoes of the painting boat and the Yingge are not envious of the pair of mandarin ducks and swallows flying together.

"Let's go, oh..." A group of children ran over from a distance with paper kites in their hands, cheering happily, pure and innocent.

Ji Wuxiu was also infected, unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, not thinking about anything, seeing this kind of happiness, he was also happy.

The sun is just right, warm and soft.Ji Wuxiu lay down, closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to hear the fragrance of grass growing desperately in his ears.

"Oh, what should I do?" The children's laughter stopped suddenly, and their mouths uttered helpless words.

"The kite is hanging on the tree, what should I do, I will be scolded by my father again when I go back." A little boy said with a trembling voice.Ji Wuxiu didn't need to look to know that he was about to cry in a hurry, but he was too embarrassed to cry. He must have heard the saying "a man bleeds but doesn't cry".

There was nothing the other children could do. The willow trees were so tall and big that they dared not climb up them. They could only stamp their feet anxiously under the tree.

Ji Wuxiu opened his eyes, turned his head to look at them, got up slowly, pretended to pat the grass on his clothes, and smoothed the hair that was tied up on his forehead before walking over with his hands behind his back.

As soon as the children saw an adult approaching, they immediately yelled "Uncle, Uncle".Ji Wuxiu crept under his feet, and this uncle caught him off guard.

"What's my name, Uncle? My brother." Ji Wuxiu said sullenly, am I that old?

The child was puzzled and said, "Daddy said that someone as tall as you and as big as you should be called Uncle."

Ji Wuxiu: "..." actually teaching children like this.

Forget it, I'm magnanimous, young master, I don't care about children.

Zhou Yiming became an orphan when he was very young, and he was wild when he was a child. He climbed trees, stole fruit and bullied others.He looked at the willow tree in front of him. Although it was a little taller, but fortunately it had many branches and it was not difficult to climb.

He climbed up with hands and feet, and a group of children under the tree cheered and praised him for his strength. Ji Wuxiu was complacent, but he didn't dare to be careless. After all, the pain is small when he falls, and how should he face others if he loses face.

Carefully moving his feet on the tree trunk, when his hands finally reached the kite, Ji Wuxiu yanked his hand, "Prick it" - the kite was scratched!

……

Ji Wuxiu looked at the group of children below, and was relatively speechless for a moment.

"Wow..." The child burst into tears, probably because the kite was broken, and he would definitely be scolded when he went home, so he cried sadly for a while, otherwise he would not be allowed to cry when he was beaten and scolded at the same time, the more he cried and the more he was beaten. ruthless.

Ji Wuxiu remembered that he was in this mood when he was a child in the orphanage.This kid should be too.

Hearing him cry, the kid next to him also became angry, picked up a few pebbles and threw them at Ji Wuxiu, and called him a big villain.

Ji Wuxiu didn't move on the tree, the stones thrown by the child were inaccurate, and none of them hit, but he still felt a little bit guilty, touched a piece of silver, threw it to the child, and said indifferently : "I'll pay you for this, go buy another one and go home, don't cry."

"My father made it himself, you can't afford it. Wow..." He continued to cry, and Ji Wuxiu threw some copper coins down, "Little brothers and sisters, these are for you, so he won't cry OK?"

The children took the money and tried to persuade him one after another. Sure enough, they stopped crying after crying for a while. They wiped their eyes vigorously with their linen sleeves, picked up the broken piece of silver on the ground, glared at Ji Wuxiu, and ran away , the other children followed him.

Finally, they're all gone.

Ji Wuxiu simply sat on the tree, his eyes searched among the willows, he picked off the long and smooth willows, and twisted a few branches together to form a circle like when he was a child. Pull out the tendons one by one and tie them to the wicker ring.

After he was done, he admired it for a while. When he was a child, he made it and gave it to the little girls in the orphanage.

Ji Wuxiu looked around, but he didn't find the person Liu Guan could give him.

"Fuck!" The person who was worried that Liu Guan would not be able to send it out just now burst into foul language.He was clearly sitting on the tree, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his back, and then he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

Ji Wuxiu, who didn't want to face the landing, tried his best to adjust his posture in the short distance in the air to avoid disfigurement.However, he didn't do it, so he closed his eyes and accepted his fate, only hoping that it wouldn't be ruined too much.

But, it doesn't hurt!

When Ji Wuxiu opened his eyes, a somewhat familiar big face occupied the entire field of vision.

It turned out to be Mu Hanqing whom I met yesterday.

"You caught me again." Ji Wuxiu slightly distanced himself from Mu Hanqing, and Mu Hanqing was stunned by his somewhat natural tone.

But he didn't know that at the moment it fell, a sharp arrow passed through where his heart used to be.

Mu Hanqing was wearing a crimson purple dress today, inexplicably his handsome face showed a bit of extravagance.Ji Wuxiu thought carefully, and put the willow crown on Mu Hanqing's head that he had not thrown away just now after being in such a thrilling situation.

It looks so beautiful.

"Hahahaha..." I don't know what Ji Wuxiu suddenly thought of, and suddenly laughed.

Mu Hanqing supported Ji Wuxiu to stand firm, and looked at him all white, looking limp, with some willow leaf juice rubbed on his clothes because he climbed a willow tree, it looked like a piece of tofu with shallots sprinkled on it.

Seeing Ji Wuxiu like this, Mu Hanqing also laughed.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Ji Wuxiu saw that Mu Hanqing looked at him and laughed inexplicably, and the Liusi hanging by his ear swayed slightly, which was really pretty.

"Then why are you laughing?" Mu Hanqing didn't answer but asked instead.

"I..." Before he finished speaking, Mu Hanqing turned around holding Ji Wuxiu in his arms, and Mu Hanqing snorted, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.Ji Wuxiu stretched out his hand and found an arrow behind his back, which stuck straight into his back.

He was so frightened that he forgot to say anything later.

"What are you laughing at?" Although he forgot, the injured Mu Hanqing still reminded him.

It seemed that Mu Hanqing would keep asking if he couldn't hear the answer.

"Laugh at you, gay purple!"

The author has something to say: I believe that many cuties used wicker to weave that kind of hat when they were young. It looks so good.Ha ha.

Ah Qing: You laughed at my gay Zi, did you fall in love with me now, huh?

Xiuxiu: Who the hell loves you, I'm not so hungry that I want to love everyone, and you don't have to be a person!

Ah Qing: Am I not human?Then what am I?

Xiuxiu: Beasts... oh oh oh (Mu Hanqing!)

Ah Qing: If I don't move you, I'm not even as good as a beast.