After death with the master

The sweetness in the mouth made Ning Sui pause for a moment, he thought it was so sweet, but the sour taste he bit into made him frown immediately.

Zhou He saw that his brows were different from the usual light wrinkle that would disappear in an instant, Ning Sui, who was so sore, frowned tightly, but in the end he swallowed the hawthorn in his mouth.

Zhou He laughed, but his heart was soft.

His little friend can also have such a lively expression

He watched Ning Sui's brows loosen as the sourness in his mouth subsided, and couldn't help teasing him again: "Is it delicious? Do you want more?"

Ning Sui glanced at the hawthorn that was bitten by him and half of it remained on the tip, and said expressionlessly: "Taste the taste."

This means no more.

But what Zhou He waited for was his words: "It's not delicious? Or don't you like it?"

He bent his eyes: "Look, you also have food that you don't like or that you don't like."

Ning Sui slightly curled his fingers.

He didn't expect that Zhou He was still waiting for him here.

Ning Sui: "No."

He just felt a little too sour.

Zhou He was not in a hurry, he just shook the stick in his hand: "Don't you want it?"

Ning Sui didn't give an extra look: "No."

So Zhou He directly bit off the hawthorn that Ning Sui had eaten.

Ning Sui caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and unconsciously tightened his right hand.

He didn't know how Zhou He noticed it every time he strangled himself with a thread, but after being spotted several times, Ning Sui also subconsciously relaxed his movements.

Zhou He slightly licked the sugar residue on the corner of his mouth: "Well...it's very sweet."

The charm in Ning Sui's heart immediately dissipated completely, he glanced at Zhou He indifferently, Zhou He spread his hands: "No problem, it's quite sweet."

His sense of taste and preferences cannot be compared with ordinary people.

Ning Sui told himself that, and no longer wondered how sour the hawthorn was.

But he didn't know that Zhou He didn't really like sour food.

After eating the one that Ning Sui ate, Zhou He put away the remaining candied haws and didn't touch it again.

The two walked forward for a certain distance, surrounded by lively and noisy people, Zhou He was half a step behind Ning Sui, half of his body was blocked behind Ning Sui, and his wide sleeves even blocked Ning Sui's side.

He was born taller than Ning Sui, but it was because of his face that people always felt that he was a god who needed to be cared for, and would break when touched.

Even though I have lived with him for so many years, I have seen him wipe out a city of evil spirits in a calm manner, I have seen him smiling and threatening big monsters, and Ning Sui, who has seen the world change color for her, always There will be a desire to protect him.

Some people are like that.

He obviously stood on the heads of all people and sat on the throne of the world, but there are still countless people who are willing to be the bones in front of him to block the sword for him.

Ning Sui had thought countless times that maybe he was born to be admired and sought after by thousands of people.

Not like him, born with disaster and death.

Even the prince, even if he was the only prince in the Ning Dynasty, he was still branded with an ominous brand in private.

"You really don't want to set off the river lanterns?"

Zhou He's gentle voice interrupted Ning Sui's sinking thoughts, he smiled lightly, still softly: "I never took you there before, did your father take you there?"

Ning Sui: "No."

His tone was cold: "I have no wish."

He really didn't want anything.

Even if there was, Ning Sui would not pin his emotions on that little river lantern, let alone let it wander in the long river.

He only believes in his own strength.

Besides, the little idea he still has left is not tolerated by the world, he dare not even touch it, let alone make it come true.

"But I have." Zhou He said very naturally: "Accompany me?"

Ning Sui: "?"

It was probably because Zhou He said this, which was really surprising, and Ning Suiduo asked, "Are you a child?"

His tone was as cold and flat as ever, and he didn't even lift his drooping eyelids, but Zhou He's mouth curled up: "Yes, brother Ning, is he going with Hehe?"

Ning Sui; "..."

He raised his right hand indifferently.

The slender and slender lifting threads intertwined in his hands shimmered slightly under the sunlight, and became less transparent.

Zhou He's eyes were bent, and his deep eyes were full of spring water, which was more dazzling than these thousands of lights.

He raised his hand to hook Ning Sui's shoulder, brought the person towards him, and let Ning Sui put his hand down.

He is always like this, when he really wants to make a move, no one will see the thread entangled in his hands securely, all he can see is the thin thread flying with strong wind and piercing the air.

Zhou He supported his shoulders and rubbed his head: "Why can't I help being teased?"

Ning Sui didn't even raise his eyelids, he could hear what Zhou He was saying, but he had no intention of going back.

All his thoughts were on the temperature and strength of Zhou He's arms and palms.

He didn't know whether Zhou He did it on purpose or not, but he did need to expend a lot of energy to control the strangeness of his body so that Zhou He wouldn't notice it.

If other people dared to touch him, he could just throw the string in the face, or mercilessly withdraw his hand to avoid it.

But Zhou He was no one else.

He also wanted to get closer to Zhou He.

So Ning Sui came to overcome himself.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou He asked in a low voice: "Will it be uncomfortable?"

Ning Sui paused, looked up at Zhou He, and saw that Zhou He had let go of his head and his hands were off his shoulders, but he didn't distance himself from him: "When I touch you, you don't talk... I'm still not used to it. ?”

Ning Sui looked at Zhou He, Zhou He said softly: "If you don't like it, you can brush mine."

He said in a gentle voice, "Don't always hold back."

always like this.

Ning Sui lowered his eyes.

He is always like this, with all his flaws that are completely weird and incomprehensible in the eyes of others.

He doesn't like physical contact. When he was learning Yanshu in Wugui Mountain, he would point him out with strings and branches. He would also tell people who always want to hook up with him, and tell them to keep a good distance from him. Let Ning Sui be repelled and looked at with strange eyes.

He clearly knew that he really didn't care about many things, but he would still ask his opinion.

It's like he likes to eat fish very much, but every time he cooks, he always asks him what he wants to eat and whether he wants to eat fish.

Later when he returned to the palace, Ning Sui thought for a long time why he had such delusional thoughts about Zhou He that he shouldn't have, but he never figured it out.

He even thought that he might be in a daze, and that he would no longer have those thoughts if he was far away, but it turned out that he was not.

But today, Ning Sui felt that he understood why he had such thoughts about Zhou He.

He seemed to have indeed found some light.

This time, Ning Sui didn't turn his head in silence, nor gave Zhou He a cold look.

He said calmly, "Nothing."

This made Zhou He pause.

He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, watching Ning Sui turn his head and walk forward expressionlessly, he was still relieved after all.

While relaxing, Zhou He glimpsed some joy again.

Although he still doesn't seem to understand children well enough, at least... he is willing to take this step.

But as far as Zhou He was concerned, even if Ning Sui continued to retreat, he would still tie people by his side without hesitation.

In particular, it was confirmed that Ning Sui did not treat him the same as others.

Zhou He hooked Ning Sui's shoulders again, motioning him to look to the side: "Come, pick a river lantern."

Ning Sui didn't understand why he was still struggling with He Deng: "No need."

"No." Zhou He smiled: "Choose one for me, it's not like you don't know my ability to make choices."

He paused, then teased: "Back then there was a little iceberg who thought I was procrastinating."

Ning Sui looked at him coldly: "Dog."

Zhou He smiled: "?"

Ning Sui patted his hand and said indifferently, "It suits you."

Zhou He paused for a moment, and then his brows and eyes bloomed even more dazzlingly. He covered his lips and bent over to laugh, his mellow voice seemed to be soaked in wine: "You are really...not big or small."

Zhou He lightly rubbed the back of his hand that had been patted, twisted his fingers and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

So the two walked half the street in search of a dog-shaped lantern. Ning Sui wanted to tell him to just buy one at will, but seeing Zhou He's soft eyebrows, he couldn't finish his words.

He doesn't know what Zhou He's wish needs to be pinned on He Deng, but he hopes it will come true.

He wanted him to keep smiling like this.

Because there were too many people, Zhou He took Ning Sui to a small river.

The place here is remote, and there are few people, but even so, the small river still carries a lot of river lights when it catches up with the fifteenth.

The warm halo floats on the surface of the river, allowing people to see the stones and sand under the shallow river at a glance.

Clear and beautiful.

Zhou He casually lit the river lantern with the torch he just bought, and imitated the girl beside him by putting the river lantern into the river.

He turned his head to look at Ning Sui: "Come, make a wish."

Ning Sui: "?"

Zhou He looked at Ning Sui's still cold face under the warm light: "My wish is your wish."

really.

What can he wish for?

Ning Suixin said that she is also a fool.

That's how it got tricked.

Ning Sui, who had nothing to wish for, wanted to leave decisively, but Zhou He grabbed his hand.

It wasn't through the clothes, nor was it pinching his wrist, or it was pressing the back and palm of his hand.

Ning Sui was too hot to walk, but he didn't dare to move his hands.

There were too many messy threads wrapped around his right hand, and he was still afraid that his thread would scratch Zhou He.

Zhou He smiled: "Don't be shy, I chose this sparsely populated place on purpose."

He pulled Ning Sui over and made him squat beside him: "Come on, even though it's not fifteen today, I will be the master for the River God. Whatever wish you have, the River God can help you realize it."

These words were really too many words, Ning Sui was silent for a moment, and then asked indifferently: "The river god? Are you referring to the kappa or the water ghost and sea monster?"

Judging by his tone, it seemed as if he was about to jump down to clean up the river right now.

Zhou He laughed dumbly: "...Can't you just believe in the gods at this moment? The God of the River sounds so good."

Ning Sui said, "No."

Because there is already one.

Just one is enough.

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