Hibiscus Moon

Along the way, Bu Yue is half happy and half worried.The happy thing is that he has captured a beautiful heart; the worrying thing is that this beautiful heart is so close that he can't see through it. Moreover, they have already arrived in Shandong, and once they part ways, they don't know when they will meet again.

There is also a worry hidden in the deepest part of Buyue, that even if he has won Xiaoyu's heart in his current body, he can't have anything to do with her. Judging from Xiaoyu's performance, it is right to like him, so the question That is, since she can accept women, if he turns back into a man...

Buyue shook her head violently, the so-called beauty, he is only in love for a while, when the love is in love, his heart is tender and sincere, and after the love is over, his heart is as hard as a stone.

Now that love is rising, why do you need to think about him falling in love?

There is a low sound of flute in the distance, mellow and low, like weeping and complaining, there seems to be endless sad thoughts, and the unclear life is like a dream.

In the silent night, the sound of the flute suddenly came together, evoking one's mind. After the end of the song, it would not stop, but repeated the same tune, the same melancholy, like a dream, like a low pillow whispering in the dark night.

Buyue followed the tune, opened the door and left, the breeze came slowly, and there was the fragrance of jasmine, which is the smell of summer.

A low rockery, a few willow trees fishing, the night breeze is quiet, the moon is shining brightly, the lake reflects a round of jade plates hanging high in the night sky, the stars are sparse, and the flowers are fragrant. There is a man in white clothes by the lake, half sitting on a strange stone, tactfully The low sound of the flute whispered from the white jade flute in her hand.

Hearing footsteps, Xiaoyu put down her flute, turned her head and said, "You're here."

Looking back on her clear and beautiful face, there was a touch of sadness in her eyes, her eyes turned, and there was a wave of light flowing, as if she was about to shed tears in the next moment, stained by the coolness of the moonlight.

Buyue was dazed for a moment, then Fang smiled and said, "You asked me to come, why didn't you come?"

After saying that, he went to shake her hand, but it was Xiaoyu's first time avoiding his closeness, Buyue looked at her in surprise.

Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Ah Yue, do you know the piece I played just now?"

Bu Yue was startled, his eyes gradually dimmed, he shook his head, but he knew that parting was coming.

Xiaoyu's eyes fell on his face, and said lightly: "The feathers of the mayfly, the clothes are beautiful. The worries of the heart, come to me! The wings of the mayfly, pick up the clothes. The worries of the heart, come to me! Mayfly dig Read, the sackcloth is like snow. The worries of the heart are gone, let me talk about them!"

Buyue's eyes were confused for a moment, and then she was lost, and asked lightly: "Are you leaving?"

Xiaoyu said: "Ah Yue, life is short, like a mayfly. I am very happy to meet you, but in this short life, I have more important things to do. Let's leave it alone tomorrow."

Buyue suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, and asked anxiously, "Will we meet again?"

Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed, and she became silent. The night was silent, the wind was blowing fragrance, there were a few frogs chirping in the distance, and insects and birds chirping. This night was originally not quiet, but it felt so quiet.

After what seemed like a long time, Xiaoyu suddenly raised her eyes, and there seemed to be sparks flickering in her quiet eyes, flickering on and off, reflecting the few points of sparse stars and the faint moon.

She asked: "Ah Yue, you, do you like me?" At the end of her voice, there was a slight trill, just like her eyes.

Bu Yue's heart trembled slightly, he could only blame that the night scenery was so beautiful and the moonlight was so beautiful, he looked at her beautiful and excited face, and couldn't help saying: "Of course I like it."

"But we are all women."

"..." Bu Yue was in a daze, not knowing how to answer, she couldn't say that I was a man.

"It's only natural for a man and a woman to love each other."

"..." Yes, yes, but why did I become a woman!Can I like a man?

Xiaoyu was silent for a while, as if she had made up her mind: "If I can still live, I will come back to find you."

Buyue's heart trembled slightly again, as if there was something wrong, but she couldn't tell.

"My surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Lianhuan." The voice was slightly low and deep, like the sound of her flute, mellow and lengthy.

Buyue's heart trembled again, he heard the sound of his heart beating, thump, thump.

"Ah Yue, look at me."

Her voice raised slightly, which was solemn and solemn, with a little despair.

Buyue looked at her suspiciously, then her eyes gradually widened.

Yu Lianhuan slowly untied her belt, took off her outer clothes, then her middle clothes, and then her inner clothes...

The thumping sound in Buyue's chest became more and more rapid and intense, and her eyes were fixed on her movements, which was both expectation and fear, this...even if the beauty promised her body, but...but he can't!

So, when she opened her underwear to reveal the chest inside, Buyue's eyes were as big as copper bells, and suddenly she took a step back.

Yu Lianhuan smiled wryly, walked towards him, and then spat out something from her mouth. She looked at Buyue and said, "This is the real me."

Buyue opened her eyes even wider, then took a few steps back suddenly, bumped into a tree suddenly, and looked at Yu Lianhuan in panic.

That voice was actually that of a man!

The man's plain and lean body was wrapped under the clothes.

Yu Lianhuan, this beautiful woman, bloomed bright fireworks in Luoyang City, a white peony that is incomparable in grace and luxury.

It turned out to be a man!

Buyue looked at him, suddenly wanted to cry, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but couldn't say a word.

Yu Lianhuan looked at him with dark eyes, like despair, but also like deep sadness, he said: "I am not a woman, do you still like me?"

Buyue wanted to shake her head, but she was unable to shake her head anymore. This thing that she was only worried about happened to the other party in a blink of an eye. After going around and around, the two women who were thought to be in love by others turned out to be two men cheating on each other!

How fucking ridiculous!

It's ridiculous!

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yu Lianhuan gradually lost her deep eyes, and said with a wry smile: "You really are, you only like women."

He was silent for a moment, then shook his head again, and said to himself: "That's right, even if a person like me is beautiful and green-sleeved, and loves his sons and daughters, what does it have to do with me?"

After saying that, he lost his way and walked away, accompanied by a faint, contemptuous and mocking smile.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, looking back at Buyue, the moonlight was like water, the fragrance of flowers blowing from nowhere, light and distant, accompanied by the sound of insects and frogs in the distance, the sound was lonely.

"Ah Yue, if I can still live to see you, how about I marry you?"

Buyue's body was startled suddenly, Yu Lianhuan took one last look at him, smiled wryly, and quickly disappeared behind the rockery weeping willows without waiting for an answer.

The night wind gradually weakened, and even the frogs and insects in the distance seemed to be exhausted. Buyue stood against the tree trunk for a long time before slowly recovering. Looking at his own body, the woman's frailty, those towering twin peaks, it is really a body that fascinates men, and that stunning appearance...

Her petal-like lips curled up slightly, as if mocking herself, the corners of her lips were bitter.

The way back seems to have been going for a long time, passing through the path paved with cobblestones, the willows are green, and the night is fragrant, turning around the path, a dark shadow under the moonlight blocks the middle of the road.

He looked up, and under the bright red lantern in the corridor, the man stood alone with his hands behind his back. The night wind blew his long hair at the corners of his clothes, but he couldn't move his peak-like body and sword-like spine.

Buyue looked up at him, and the man also looked at him quietly.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Have you seen it all?"

"Saw."

"It's funny."

"Not funny."

Buyue suddenly looked at the man as if she didn't know her, and after a long time said calmly: "Xia Yunfeng, are you stupid, you don't think such a funny thing is funny, and you don't feel happy that I have suffered retribution?"

Xia Yunfeng looked calm, under the bright red light, he only glanced at him, then turned and walked into the long corridor, where the lights were bright.

Buyue only listened to his last words scattered in the night wind, accompanied by the sound of dark fragrant frogs, which lasted for a long time.

How can a person's sincerity be played with, Ah Yue, do you understand?

understand?

In the depths of the lotus pond in the summer night, the croaking of frogs and insects reappeared, high and low, strewn about, and each sound seemed to ask him if he understood, did he understand?