Travels

In the dream, she was surrounded by endless soft feathers, her whole body was warm, like soaking in hot spring water, every cell in her skin was scrambling to stretch out.I don't know how long time passed in the stagnant air. At a certain moment, the world suddenly shook, and the dull sound was like thunder, trying to tear this warm dream apart.

She struggled to open her eyes, and the trembling sound of the wooden door reverberated in the room. The scene in her vision was blurred, and a sharp pain came from the back of her head like a knife, which quickly cut through the remaining sleepiness.

"Which one..." She closed her eyes for a while before asking, but her throat was dry and her voice was hoarse, and it couldn't reach the wall at all.The knock on the door became louder and louder, like a talisman, hammering her fragile heart. She sat up, held her chest and gasped twice, almost shouting: "Please come in."

Ji Mingzhao pushed the door open, moved in tremblingly with a glass in his hand, and handed it to her carefully.

"Ms. Yu, Sister Xia made some honey water for me to bring. It's late, and she is worried that you will miss lunch, so let me call you." He glanced twice, as if he had caught some secret, and his eyes were a little ambiguous, "I didn't expect you to sleep in the same bed. The relationship is so good."

Yu Qingge was holding the cup and hadn't recovered yet, when he was asked such a question, his eyes immediately became vigilant.Ji Mingzhao looked at her with piercing eyes, pointed at his neck and smiled mischievously: "It's okay, I turned off the microphone, I can't hear you."

Yu Qingge stared back at each other without dodging, until she was sure that no hostility or hypocrisy could be seen on that face, then she let go of her guard, and while sipping honey water, she casually replied: "She is not used to sleeping on a hard bed, it will be better this way." point."

The sweet taste in her mouth melted away, until she felt tired in her heart, making her think of that person again unexpectedly.

"...What about her?"

Ji Mingzhao's smile looked strange, a little excited and kind, not like the expression that girls of this age would have.Her eyes were bright, in stark contrast to the dark circles beneath them.

"Sister Xia and Xiaoye are preparing lunch in the kitchen. I've been in the living room for a long time and heard them fighting and fighting. I don't know if I can eat it. Why don't you go and see, Teacher Yu?" I begged, but the irresistible curvature of the corner of the mouth made this seemingly sincere face look more suspicious, "I really don't want to eat what they made, my stomach is spoiled by your craftsmanship, is it okay?"

Yu Qingge glanced at her, but was not in a hurry to reply. He only drank the honey water in the cup in small sips, nodded until the last drop slipped into his throat, and ordered in a slightly awkward tone: "You tell them to stay Don't move, I'll come over later."

"okay!"

The eldest lady achieved her goal, jumped off the bed, took the glass she drank cleanly, turned and left.The door was closed, and she got up from the cold blanket. After getting dressed, she stood there in a daze for a while, looking thoughtfully at the place where she had slept.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang, interrupting her recollection. When she picked it up, the strange user actually posted a new article.What was different from usual was that the main character in the title was changed this time. She stared at the eye-catching leaf characters for a long time, and finally turned off the screen and put the phone in her pocket.

What happened last night was still vaguely linked in her mind, thinking about the unanswered question, she touched the cold glass on the front of the phone, and her mood became worse.

Xia Wanmu picked up the fried pork in the pot and tasted it, the hot taste spread in her mouth, she frowned, she didn't know if people who are not spicy would be used to this taste, so she had to look behind her The busy people beckoned.

"Come and taste this." She raised the chopsticks in front of Ye Qizhen, and the little apprentice accepted the feeding with a blushing face. His appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy was incompatible with his temperament, and she couldn't help but laugh first.

"How about it?"

"not bad."

Ye Qizhen covered his mouth and stepped back, his wandering eyes couldn't stop falling on the other pair of red lips.Xia Wanmu didn't notice what was wrong with the little apprentice at all, he turned off the fire and started the pot contentedly, and as soon as he turned around to put the plate in, he caught a glimpse of someone who had been standing behind him for an unknown amount of time, holding on to the door frame.

"Are you awake?" Probably because of her guilty conscience last night, she was still a little nervous, her hand holding the plate trembled, and almost spilled all the fried vegetables on the ground.

Yu Qingge nodded, looked coldly at the two of them back and forth twice, then let go and walked towards them.

"Come on, you go and rest for a while."

"No need, Xiaoye and I have already made half of it. You were so drunk last night, go and rest now, and we'll talk about it when you get better." She hurriedly took two steps back, expressing her rebuttal with practical actions.The complexion of the person in front of him was obviously better than the previous two days, maybe it was a rare good night's sleep, and the tiredness hidden in the past disappeared without a trace, and he looked more energetic, only the thin man who could be blown down by the wind Her appearance remained the same, which always made her feel uncomfortable.

"Both of us don't know how to cook. Let's keep it simple at noon today. Let's order some noodles. The stir-fried codes are ready, so don't worry about it." In order to comfort someone, she suppressed her shame and put the rice in her hand. The result brightened up, and said shyly: "Go and sit for a while, it will be fine soon."

Yu Qingge frowned, and his eyes fell on the white porcelain dish as if he was looking at it carefully, but in fact, his mind was all drawn to words such as "Xiaoye and I" and "the two of us".The stabbing pain in the back of her head seemed to penetrate the skin, she stared at the black part of the green pepper skin among the piles of meat, her tone was dull, and her voice was cold.

"Well, there's no rush." ​​She said, "Take your time."

Xia Wanmu was slicing cucumber shreds while paying attention to the movement in the room from the corner of his eye. Seeing Yu Qingge being led to sit down at the dining table, he was relieved to enjoy the massage service that Miss Ji gave on a whim.The last time I wanted to cook something for someone was about eight years ago, and the ending was not so happy. She shredded it into a bowl, feeling a little complicated for a while.

"Is it enough to make a cold cucumber and fry a few eggs? I won't do the rest..." Ye Qizhen turned around from behind, holding a handful of eggs and looking at her embarrassedly, "Will it be too monotonous?" gone?"

She pondered for a moment, and accidentally glanced at the Chinese cabbage in the corner, and she had a flash of inspiration: "Is it okay to throw a few cabbage leaves in when I serve the noodles?"

Ye Qizhen gave her a positive look.

"Then fry the eggs first, and I'll wash the dishes."

The two kitchen novices split up and worked methodically.Xia Wanmu snapped off a few cabbage leaves as quickly as she picked up clothes, and a sense of accomplishment surged in her chest for no apparent reason—isn’t it just cooking, she can do it too, although she’s not that proficient, she’s not so incompetent that she always wants to It would be embarrassing to think about letting someone take care of things.

Thinking of this, she sneaked a glance into the room, Yu Qingge happened to be looking at this side too, the two looked at each other far away, and turned away in unison.

--Wait, then.She curled her mouth and couldn't help smiling, the two kisses that were stolen last night appeared in her mind, and the tip of her nose seemed to smell the faint smell of alcohol again, wafting and wafting, but it still couldn't go away.

Her lips were itchy, as if being scratched by invisible feathers in the air, and her face couldn't stop being hot. She shook her hands and picked up a blackened dead leaf from among the yellow vegetable leaves, scolding herself for not being worthy .

Something was fluttering at the fingertips, and a gust of air flowed into the palm of her hand, accompanied by a slight scratching sensation caused by an unknown object. It trembled and tilted rapidly, and even the edges began to unfold, showing a strange shape.

There was a dazzling white light in front of her eyes, as if she heard the sound of her soul coming out of her body, the world shrunk sharply in her wide-eyed eyes, and finally only the unknown object trapped between her thumb and index finger was left desperately thumping.At that moment, she didn't seem to have control over her body, and the little strength left could only be used to maintain a standing posture. She opened her mouth, but forgot to breathe, the air was thin, and even her chest began to ache for no reason.

The thing struggled desperately, and after an unknown amount of time, it finally regained its freedom from its stiff fingers.With four wings like dead leaves spread out, it drew a crooked line in the air and flew away slowly.

Xia Wanmu stared blankly at the trajectory of the butterfly, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees on the ground, a soft scream was stuffed in his throat, and when he spit it out, it was already like a sobbing sound.Ye Qizhen was taken aback by the sound, turned around and saw that her teacher was shaking too much, so she had to throw away the spatula in her hand and hurried over, carefully hugging her in her arms.

"What's wrong?!"

An extraordinarily loud voice came into the room because of the urgency, and the shoulders and backs he was rubbing with his hands suddenly tightened. Ji Mingzhao raised his head and looked at the source of the sound in a daze, because his blood boiled with excitement at the scene he saw.

No, cooking a meal can be so ambiguous...

She muttered in both excitement and confusion, suddenly her hands were empty, and the person sitting in front of her stood up, leaving a shadow on her face.

"Sister Yu...don't press it?"

Yu Qingge didn't answer, but just stared straight at the kitchen with deep emotions in his eyes.After a few short and long seconds, she lowered her head, her face was very indifferent, and she walked away without saying a word.

The author has something to say: That’s right, it’s the withered leaf butterfly!