Ghost of Tsushima

Central Plains also felt very cold.

The clothes were wet and sticky to the body, as if soaked by the rain in late autumn. Even wearing a hat, the hair was not spared. The hair sticking to the neck was itchy, and the rain slipped into the eyes, which was uncomfortable and astringent.

It seems to be raining outside.

He only heard the sound of raindrops crackling on the window. The fine raindrops seemed to hit the surface of a drum, suddenly and slowly, but never stopped. The water vapor in the air was sticky and blocked his throat. Mouth of cold water.

The water dripped along the hem of the kimono and wet the floor, leaving a dark mark on the wooden floor. The sound of footsteps came from far to near. He looked up and saw Xiu Zhi walking towards him from the restaurant with a cup of hot tea.

The other party was wearing a dark kimono and gray feathers, his expression was almost soft, and even the iris eyes that he had been secretly praising all the time finally showed a slight smile - joy and sincerity came from the heart .

"Have a cup of tea." Xiu Zhi handed him the teacup, and took off the wet hat from his head.His fingertips touched Zhong Yuan's cold hair, leaving behind the fragrance of tea and the soft heat.

"It's raining too much outside, why don't you rest here for a while, and wait for the rain to stop before going on the road, how about?"

As if in response to Xiuzhi's words, a thunderstorm outside the house exploded from the clouds, the sky turned pale for an instant, and the thunder was loud.

"Okay," Nakahara Chuya heard himself say, "Thank you for your tea, my name is Nakahara Chuya, I'm coming down from the mountain."

It was just eight o'clock in the morning when Nakahara was awake, the sun was hanging down to the floor through the thin white curtains, the room was extremely quiet, the light golden beams of the sun slanted down on the bedside, and even the light floating in the air Even fine dust can be seen clearly.

The body is comfortable and warm wrapped in the sleeping bag, but the brain is still soaked in the dream of the overflowing rain last night, as if the cold rain can flow from the ears when the head is tilted.

A very strange dream.

He stretched his arms, yawned, and sat up in his sleeping bag.The gloomy and dilapidated haunted house turned into a warm haven in the dream, and the evil ghost who tried to scare him when he first met also held hot tea and smiled and persuaded him to stay longer.

Sure enough, dreams and reality are reversed, but the point of wanting to stay is exactly the same.

But if it is upside down, does it mean that I can solve all the problems and leave today?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, and then patted himself on the head again, quickly dispelling this unrealistic thought in his heart.

But don't, if I really think so, I'm going out of my mind.

All the washing items were left in the kitchen without bringing them up. Zhong Yuan also packed his sleeping bag and went downstairs, calling Xiu Zhi's name as he walked.

However, Xiuzhi didn't respond to him, until Nakahara Zhongya stepped on the floor of the first floor, and finally saw a familiar brown head at the door of the restaurant.

Xiu Zhi leaned on the door frame of the restaurant and poked his head out. His eyes lit up when he saw him, and he cheered happily:

"Wow! Dwarf, you're finally up!"

Nakahara Chuya first raised his eyebrows in surprise, then walked into the restaurant with a face full of disgust as if he hadn't seen him.

"Hey! Why are you ignoring me? Can't you see me?"

Xiu Zhi chased after his ass and floated into the restaurant, talking non-stop around him.

"You really can't see me anymore? No way, you could still see me last night... No! You met my eyes just now! You must be able to see me!"

"You! Why! What! What! No! Reason! Me!"

Xiu Zhi's question jumped into his ears word by word, and there was some rhythm inexplicably.Zhong Yuanzhong also thinks that this ghost is really strange sometimes. One second, he is stupid and asks three questions, and the next second, his mind is spinning like Holmes possessed, and the next moment, he is naive and annoying like a three-year-old child.

what is this?Feeling out of control due to menopause?Ghosts have menopause too?

"Stop, stop, don't talk anymore," Zhong Yuanzhong finally couldn't help giving him a pause gesture, "You are arguing like the sparrows on the tree outside, let alone reincarnated as a sparrow, you are now gone."

"Ah! You finally understand me," Xiu Zhi hummed proudly, "What's the matter with the sparrow? What's wrong with the sparrow? I can go anywhere with the flap of my wings... I don't even claim to have wings."

Zhong Yuanzhong also poured drinking water into the portable mouthwash cup, raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Normal humanoid ghosts should not have wings... Leaving aside the wings, don't you think the restaurant is so noisy that your head will explode Don't you want to come in, why does it seem like nothing is going on now?"

"Because I found this!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up in the direction of Xiuzhi's finger with his toothbrush in his mouth.

There was an orange on the dining table, which he brought, but he forgot to put it in the cabinet when he packed it up yesterday.

Zhong Yuanzhong also bit his mouth full of foam and said vaguely: "What's the matter, isn't it just an orange?"

"Orange?" Xiu Zhi asked, "Isn't this an orange?"

"Tangerines and oranges are not the same kind of fruit," Nakahara replied while brushing his teeth, spitting the last froth into the kitchen sink, "wait until I finish brushing my teeth."

Zhong Yuanzhong also spit out a mouth full of foam, rinsed his mouth with saliva, rinsed the toothbrush, put it back in the cup, took out a wet tissue and wiped his face.

He didn't bring much drinking water, including the ones he bought from the mountain, there were only eight bottles, so he had to save some.

"These two kinds of fruits are just similar in some varieties. The oranges are bigger, the skin is thicker, it is not easy to peel, and the orange petals are not easy to separate," Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a knife to skillfully remove the excess from both ends of the orange. Orange peel, cut a lot of knife marks on the smooth orange peel, and then peel off the orange peel in pieces, "But the orange is much easier to peel, and the flesh is sweet, so it can be easily broken apart."

Xiu Zhi had been staring intently at him peeling the oranges, and then leaned over to smell the peeled oranges.

"It tastes a bit bitter."

"Maybe it's been a little longer," Nakahara said, "it's not very fresh."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also broke off an orange and was about to put it in his mouth, when Xiu Zhi's face suddenly moved closer.

It was just a ghost, but Nakahara Chuya's breathing was still stuck.

"This is sweet," Xiu Zhi raised his head with a smile, "Did you just use orange-flavored toothpaste?"

"Do you use smell to distinguish oranges from oranges?" Zhong Yuanzhong stepped back unconsciously, and smiled helplessly, "Oranges are also sweet, and oranges are also bitter. It is difficult to truly know a person with just one sense. of things."

“And even if you can tell oranges from oranges, over time they can develop a bitter taste that you don’t like,” he continued. “Sooner or later, that’s what you don’t like.”

"But oranges are still oranges, oranges are still oranges, no matter what they become, they still haven't changed." Xiu Zhi frowned suspiciously, "Will you not like oranges because they will become bitter?"

Xiuzhi pointed to the half of an orange in Nakahara Nakaya's hand: "Just now you know that the orange is stale and bitter, so you still want to eat it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded by Xiu Zhi's words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he threw the small piece of pulp into his mouth, biting the slightly sour taste of the pulp, and replied vaguely:

"Bitter oranges are also sweet."