[Four famous arrests] Dao Wushu

Chapter 37

Confession

It's been a long time since Xiyin was hugged like this - the last time she was hugged like this was when she was only seven or eight years old, when she was practicing sword with her classmates, she was scratched by the other party's "missing hand", She herself didn't take it to heart, but Senior Brother Luo Feng rushed up immediately and hugged her tightly in his arms. While giving her medicine, he coaxed her like a child.

——In fact, she was just a child at that time.

But she is no longer a child, and the person holding her is not Luo Feng who treats her like a father and brother—the man's embrace is as warm and firm as Luo Feng's, but it seems to be completely different from him.

Xi Yin blinked her eyes lightly, did not speak, and quietly waited for his next words.

Zhuiming let go of the little Taoist nun in his arms, put his hands on both sides of her head, leaned over and stared at her steadily—the little Taoist nun still looked calm, but looked at him with unusual concentration, not for a moment.

Zhui Ming opened his mouth, and the words had already reached his mouth, but he didn't know why he blocked him all of a sudden, and he couldn't say anything.

Xi Yin still looked at him expressionlessly, but his eyes were slowly filled with doubts, and he didn't understand why he didn't speak for so long.

The little Taoist nun's gaze was focused and serious, and she was nailing it straight on herself—it was a bit embarrassing to chase her life, she couldn't help but coughed lowly and turned her head away, and then Shi Shi turned her head back, took a deep breath Tone, a bite:

"Cough... Xiyin, I—— like you."

Before speaking, I was nervous and embarrassed, feeling uncomfortable in every possible way, but once I said it, it was probably a foregone conclusion, no matter how embarrassing I was, it was useless, chasing my life seemed to let go of some big worry. With a sigh of relief, the whole person calmed down and returned to his usual casualness, but his eyes were still fixed on Xiyin, wanting to capture all her expressions and reactions after hearing these words. All income fundus.

But he soon discovered that this was completely meaningless—the little nun didn't react at all after listening to what he said, and she still looked at him intently with her eyes open, expressionless and as usual.

After a while, Xi Yin blinked her eyes and nodded with some effort: "I know."

Her voice was very soft, with a little hoarseness, but her tone was serious and serious.

Zhui Ming was taken aback for a moment—she knew her own thoughts?

At this time, the little Taoist nun frowned slightly, her small and straight nose wrinkled slightly, and then the gaze she looked at herself suddenly changed from calm to a little...dissatisfied?

Zhui Ming could see her expression clearly, he couldn't help but froze all over, and almost began to mourn his bumpy love life again, but the little Taoist nun finally spoke:

"you've been drinking."

——The tone was flat without any ups and downs, but Zhui Ming could hear the obvious dissatisfaction from her words, almost subconsciously straightened up, retracted his hands and hid the wine gourd at his waist behind him, and said guiltyly:

"I was injured very lightly and drank a little."

The first half of the sentence is to explain that I drank alcohol because of my injuries, and the second half of the sentence is to explain that I only drank a little and the circumstances are not serious, and I hope to "be punished lightly."

Xiyin glanced in the direction of his hands hidden behind his back, pursed his lips and did not speak.

The little Taoist nun always had no expression on her face, Zhui Ming really couldn't tell if she was still angry at this time, she just coughed lowly and became more guilty:

"You're hurt too badly, I don't drink... I'm so panicked."

——If there was no wine, he might have been in a mess long ago, and it would be impossible for him to force himself to settle down and sit quietly waiting for her.

Xi Yin seemed completely unaware that he would answer like this, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback, but the look on her face softened immediately, she pursed her lips, shook her head, and said softly:

"I'm all right."

"It's fine." Zhui Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, touched his gourd and put it back on his waist, but his expression suddenly changed—wait!Why did the topic suddenly become drinking?Didn't it just...

"Xi Yin," Zhui Ming coughed, called her in a deep voice, and after a pause, asked a little tentatively, "You just said...you know?"

The topic was so jumpy, Xiyin obviously couldn't react for a while, she blinked her eyes and stared at Zhui Ming in a daze for a while, and then there was a hint of comprehension in her eyes, she nodded softly road:

"People who like... will be friends."

They were already great friends, and they naturally liked each other.

Zhui Ming was stunned, and then quickly realized the meaning of the little Taoist nun's words. She felt sad that she didn't understand, and was glad that her previous reaction was not rejecting herself. With a deep sigh, he said seriously:

"I didn't mean that, I meant—a man's liking for a woman."

What do men like about women?Xiyin blinked her eyes thoughtfully, fell silent for a while, then nodded slowly, and said with some hesitation: "You said... as long as they are beautiful, you like them."

Xiyin has never cared much about her appearance, but she can always tell the difference between beauty and ugliness—her own appearance can probably be classified under the category of "beauty".

As soon as the little Taoist nun's calm words fell, Zhui Ming immediately froze, and suddenly recalled the situation when he said this sentence - that was... when he took the little girl to the brothel, he said to the bawd the words said.

Zhui Ming has never regretted it as much as he does now. He just feels that he is shooting himself in the foot, digging a hole and burying himself in it—if he had known that he would fall in love with the little Taoist nun, he would definitely Even if you kill her, you won't take her to the brothel, let alone let her hear such misleading words.

But "if" is simply the saddest word in the world. There has never been a "if" in the world, so at this moment, Zhui Ming could only smile wryly against the little Taoist nun's serious gaze, biting the bullet and trying to make up for his previous "act". die"--

"It's different, I like looking at beauties," Zhuiming said, he couldn't help rubbing his face and coughing, "It's just looking at it, it's appreciation."

Xi Yin blinked her eyes, and her expression was a bit puzzled again: "You... like me, don't you just... look at me?"

Zhui Ming nodded subconsciously, but at the end he suddenly felt that something was wrong—the words seemed to be right, but I don’t know why the little Taoist said it in a flat and serious tone, and it was inexplicably a little more ambiguous——no" Just look", what is that going to do?Zhui Ming suddenly felt that the room in this winter was still a bit hot, couldn't help but tugged at the front of his clothes, rubbed his face, cleared his throat with a cough, and said with a straight face:

"When I say I like you, it's like... what Zhou Baiyu did to White Lady, and brother Yin to Cai Yunfei, do you understand?"

After thinking about it, maybe I should give the little Taoist a few examples, so that it will be easier for her to understand?

Sure enough, the bewilderment on Xiyin's face slowly faded away, and a thoughtful look appeared on Xiyin's face, obviously seriously thinking about the situation between the two loving couples in Beicheng and Nanzhai— —Zuiming breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart suddenly lifted again.

This time, did she understand?What would her answer be?

This question is obviously an area that Xiyin has never set foot in for so many years. The little nun frowned slightly and thought about it seriously for a long time. The palms of her chasing life were already sweating for a long time, so she did it again. He raised his eyes, with a rare hesitation:

"I... seem to understand a little bit, but I don't quite understand it. What exactly is... like?"

The little nun's tone was calm and serious, as if she was not asking an embarrassing question like "what is liking", but "what does this scripture mean" serious and serious.

Zhuiming's hand on the bed slipped, and he suddenly felt a little pity for himself, and couldn't help but get a headache.

Xiyin raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of his distressed and disappointed expression, her eyes dimmed slightly, she couldn't help biting her lips, and her voice became softer:

"I'm sorry, I...no one ever said that to me."

——No one taught her, and no one told her to like her, and in the scriptures she read since she was a child, she never wrote... what is called liking.

Zhuiming said that it was like Zhou Baiyu did to Bai Xinru and Yin Chengfeng did to Wu Caiyun. She seemed to understand something vaguely, but it seemed that everything was hazy behind a layer of mist.But she knew that it must be a very important matter, and she couldn't answer it casually, because chasing her life was so solemn and nervous-but she couldn't understand it for a long time, which disappointed him so much.

Xiyin lowered her eyes and repeated softly again: "I'm sorry."

Zhui Ming was originally dejected because of the little Taoist nun's stupefaction, but suddenly heard two apologies, raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw the little girl with downcast eyes and a face full of depression and guilt. He couldn't help laughing—he was a big man who didn't get a response from his sweetheart, and he was still doing well. Why did the little girl who was confessed look even sadder than him?

——Always be so dazed and serious, and not afraid of being cheated by bad guys.

Zhui Ming was angry and funny, shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to poke her cheek, and said with emotion:

"Probably because you always want to see someone, worry about whether she will be happy or sad, don't want her to be hurt in any way, will be jealous when you see her getting along with others, and..." Zhui Ming said here, like Suddenly he paused slightly as if thinking of something, then he laughed out loud, pointing at himself, "A dead alcoholic like me, one day he is willing to stop drinking for the sake of a little girl—— An alcoholic would die without alcohol!"

The author has something to say: After the confession, he was "seriously" diverted from the topic, and then "seriously" discussed what liking is... I couldn't help but light a box of candles for the third master 233333333

How can Xiaodai be so easy to turn?Let me first explain what it means to like it!