Zaisuke

Fang Xiaodie met Ji Rong at the Qingyu Magpie Bridge in Los Angeles.

A branch of the Luo River flows through Luocheng, which is called Xiaoluoshui by Luocheng people. The Qingyu Magpie Bridge is located on Xiaoluoshui.

Xiao Luoshui divides Luocheng into north and south districts. Fang Xiaodie passed this magpie bridge made of sapphires when she returned to Fangjia Village from Su Mansion.

As it was getting late, the number of pedestrians on the streets of Los Angeles decreased, and the voices of vendors yelling and hawking also decreased.

On the north bank of Qingyu Magpie Bridge, there is a stall for pastries.

The pastry seller was an old couple, in their seventies and eighties, with gray hair, wearing dark coarse cloth clothes, and their backs could not even stand upright.

Seeing Fang Xiaodie from a distance, the old woman waved, "I need four more pies, wait a minute, the old man is making it for you."

The old man was stirring the oil pan with two-foot-long bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and the golden pie was rising and falling in the oil pan.

Fang Xiaodie moved the bench and sat down to talk with the old lady.

......

"Xiaodie, Xiaodie?" The old woman called out twice before Fang Xiaodie came back to her senses.

"Grandma, I didn't hear what you said."

The old woman followed Fang Xiaodie's gaze, and there was a handsome young man standing on the Qingyu Magpie Bridge.

It was almost evening, and the golden-red sun was pouring down from the sky, and the sapphire magpie bridge under the dusk had a faint blue color, and the boy in black was in such a gorgeous picture.

The old man wrapped four shortbread pies in paper bags for Fang Xiaodie, and handed Fang Xiaodie a shortbread pasty in a small paper bag.

"Grandpa, give me one more." Fang Xiaodie said.

The old woman patted Fang Xiaodie's hand and said: "Good girl, this is not for you, this is for him."

The old woman quietly pointed Fang Xiaodie in the direction of the boy.

Fang Xiaodie blushed slightly, and thanked the old woman.

Feeling a little apprehensive, he walked up the Qingyu Magpie Bridge step by step. The stone steps were stepped on step by step. If he got closer, it seemed that he could touch the boy's sleeve with his hand.

"Here, here you are. It's delicious."

Looking back at the young man, Fang Xiaodie felt her breathing was also suffocated, she couldn't help turning her face away, and handed the pastry pie to the young man.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response from the boy.

Fang Xiaodie was so ashamed that she stomped her feet, pulled up the young man's jade-colored hand that was on the railing of the sapphire magpie bridge, and stuffed the pie into the young man's hand.

When the hand touched the boy's slender fingers, Fang Xiaodie's heart beat like a drum, she pushed the boy's hand holding the pastry pie into the boy's arms, and said hastily: "Goodbye."

Fang Xiaodie seemed to escape from Qingyu Magpie Bridge.

......

The setting sun disappeared into the blue shadows of the mountains west of Luo City, and the sky became completely dark. After Fang Xiaodie left, the boy was still standing by the Qingyu Magpie Bridge.

Xiao Luoshui was gurgling and flowing, and seemed to be more eager than usual.

tom!

The boy held a paper bag in his hand, and the shortbread pie in the paper bag fell into the water, causing splashes and ripples.

The splash didn't dissipate, bang!Snapped!Splashes of water burst from the Xiaoluo River one after another.

Two big water splashes collided with each other, and with a sound of brushing, the surface of the water split open, and the blue-gray human face broke through the water surface, with half a pastry pie in its mouth, and the meat foam from the torn pie was exposed.

Swiping the ground again, it was still a blue-gray figure, but more parts jumped out of the water, and there was half a body.

The faint blue color radiates from the sapphire magpie bridge, just like the pearls on the water surface of Xiaoluo, the blue light falls on the two blue shadows jumping out of the water, entangled with each other, competing for the pie, and illuminates the curved scales on the two figures. It's crystal clear.

It was a human body, but it was covered with a layer of shiny fish scales, with fins growing at the elbows, which were thin and transparent.

The two mouths were opened wide, revealing sharp and white teeth, and the face became somewhat ferocious due to the wide opening of the mouth.

Plop, the two mouths just bit the pastry pie together, and fell into Xiaoluoshui together.

"dinner's ready."

With a swipe of his finger on the palm of his left hand, a streak of blood spread from the boy's palm.

As the boy's finger moved down, the wound on the palm expanded, and more blood droplets gushed out from the wound, soaking the boy's white fingertips.

After finishing this movement, the young man stretched out the green jade magpie bridge, and the blood turned into a thin thread and fell on the surface of Xiaoluoshui lake.

The dripping red blood splashed water, centering on this puddle of blood, the surface of the Xiaoluoshui began to move. Something was swimming quickly under the surface of Xiaoluoshui, causing the surface of Xiaoluoshui to rise and fall.

Wow, wow, wow, groups of blue shadows jumped out of the water dragging each other...

For half a month, the old couple gave Fang Xiaodie an extra pastry pie every day, and Fang Xiaodie gave the pie to the boy just like the day she first met the boy.

On the third day, Fang Xiaodie mustered up the courage to ask the boy's name.

"Ji Rong."

His voice was a little cold, but it touched Fang Xiaodie's heart like a feather.

Half a month later, Fang Xiaodie never saw Ji Rong again until Hong Ping Road recruited handymen...

"Did you know that he ate fifteen of my pies, fifteen of them!"

Fang Xiaodie squatted beside an old tree, poking her finger on a round stone.Once poked, the round stone rolled away to the side, Fang Xiaodie continued to poke, and the stone continued to roll.

Until the stone rolled into a small pit, Fang Xiaodie couldn't help but "Ouch" when she poked it, shook her hand, and said to the stone: "Even you bully me!"

"Who bullied you?"

Ji Rong pushed aside the grass, took two more steps, and came to Fang Xiaodie's side, then squatted down beside Fang Xiaodie.

Fang Xiaodie jumped away all of a sudden, Ji Rong, Ji Rong was too close to her.

"Am I scary?"

Ji Rong chuckled, looking at Fang Xiaodie who was holding her chest and panting.

"You, you are still laughing!"

"It's not that you bullied me. Are you happy to be surrounded by so many beautiful girls? Eh? The voice is like sugar, the eyes are like soaked in honey, and the corners of the mouth can be turned up even with a weight on it. You say Are you too much!"

"...Are you talking about me? When I treat you now, my voice sounds like it's laced with sugar, my eyes look like it's soaked in honey, and the corners of my mouth can turn up even with a weight on it."

Said, Ji Rong stood up, Fang Xiaodie took two steps back, the last step was big and urgent, behind was the thick trunk of the old tree.

Ji Rong was one step faster than Fang Xiaodie, and put his arm behind Fang Xiaodie, letting Fang Xiaodie bump into his arm.

The two suddenly drew closer, the blush on Fang Xiaodie's face exploded, she pushed her hands on Ji Rong's shoulders, "You, what are you doing!"

"Don't do anything." Ji Rong shook his head, and the other party Xiaodie said: "You move forward, let me retract my arms."

Only then did Fang Xiaodie realize that if it wasn't for Ji Rong, she would have bumped into a thick tree trunk. Fang Xiaodie leaned forward to let Ji Rong retract her arm.

With such an incident, Fang Xiaodie felt sorry for Ji Rong's arm, and quickly asked: "Does it hurt? Do you want to go and have a look?" She said that she wanted to roll up Ji Rong's sleeve to have a look.

Ji Rong pressed Fang Xiaodie's hand down with his backhand, and said: "It's not in the way, but you, why are you angry?"

Fang Xiaodie wanted to speak, but she swallowed the words again.

She and Ji Rong are just ordinary friends, not lovers, let alone promise each other for life, even if Ji Rong is surrounded by annoying Yingying and Yanyan, what does it have to do with her.

"Tell you that you don't understand, don't talk, don't talk!" Fang Xiaodie waved her hand, "I'm going to work, you should go back too."

"Wait a minute."

Fang Xiaodie wanted to leave, but was blocked by Ji Rong with one hand on the trunk of the ancient tree.

"What...what are you doing?" Fang Xiaodie stumbled a little while speaking, the whistling wind in her ears, the chirping of insects and birds all weakened, and all her senses were concentrated on Ji Rong.

"Xiaodie, you like me, don't you?"

This sentence fell into his ears, Fang Xiaodie blushed, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the young man who was close at hand.

"But Xiaodie, I'm a broken sleeve, do you understand what I mean?"

Fang Xiaodie's outstretched hand stopped abruptly, with a dull expression, "You, what did you say, say it again."

"Xiaodie, I'm a broken sleeve." The boy said seriously.

"Broken, sleeve..."

"Broken, sleeve..."

"Broken, sleeve?"

"Break, sleeve!"

Fang Xiaodie replayed these two words in her heart more than a dozen times, and seeing the tenderness of the young man as before, she pushed Ji Rong away, "Go away!"

After staggering two steps back, Ji Rong stopped, and Fang Xiaodie ran out with sobs all the way.

This time, Ji Rong only glanced in the direction where Fang Xiaodie was running away, and then looked away. When the crying was completely gone, Ji Rong kicked on the tree, and the leaves rattled along with the trunk.

"Come down." Ji Rong said.

Ji Rong has a thin body, especially his slender and straight legs, even the movement of kicking the tree is elegant.

"Don't be so irritable, I'll just come down."

The green leaves of the ancient tree fell a lot due to Ji Rong's actions. A white figure jumped down from the [-]-meter-high ancient tree. His white boots with delicate patterns stepped on two or three leaves, and landed with one foot, plain white. Then the sleeve robe fell down.

The man was in his early 20s, with a tall figure and a handsome face. The corners of his mouth curled up. Before he could speak, Ji Rong recognized him, "Mu Qingxing."

"Have you heard my name?" Mu Qing asked.

"Of course I've heard of the name of Mu Qingxing, who is at the top of the hundred battle list."

The hundred battle list is the list of the top 1 outstanding disciples of the outer sect. Mu Qingxing has been ranked No.[-] since the beginning.

The attitude is really bad, Mu Qingxing said in his heart.

The young man who cuts bamboo and stands tall, after Fang Xiaodie left, the warm and jade-like aura that makes people feel like a spring breeze slowly dissipated, replaced by indifference and an overwhelming awe-inspiring aura that overwhelmed Mu Qing and go.

"In the morning, you should sleep on the thatched roof, Mu Qingxing." Ji Rong said.