[Peacock Ling Liqiu] Puzzled by the autumn wind

The sky will be white, and the stars are still hanging on it, but Xiao Wu still can't sleep.His eye sockets were circled by black, and his hair was disheveled, making people wonder why the youth who was still in high spirits yesterday suddenly changed his appearance.Although that exquisite face was still his, it didn't look like him.

With a sigh, Gao Li woke up.After the hangover, there was a faint headache. He frowned, and slowly opened his eyes. What imprinted in his eyes was Xiao Wu's somewhat bent back, arched into a ball and steaming with fire.And the fire, in fact, only had a few sparks, and it seemed to burn all night.

Gao Lizu looked at him for half an hour before sitting up.His movements were so large that Xiao Wu, who was dazed by the side, was startled, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes were full of emotion, but it was hard to understand.

Gao Li said: "If you don't sleep much, we still have to escape."

Xiao Wu replied: "I have strength."

Gao Li laughed and said, "That's because I slept too much."

Xiao Wu said: "You drank too much."

"En." Gao Li found his mouth was dry, as if he had experienced long-term consumption.He thought about it, and felt that it was not good to keep the other party's words in the air without answering. If he was not drunk, he would probably talk to him again at night by candlelight.However, if if, is something that hasn't happened yet, maybe there will be, maybe there won't be.

So he said: "The secret you said that day was not pleasant at all."

Perhaps because of lack of sleepiness, Xiao Wu had been squatting all the time. As soon as Xiao Wu stood up, his brain was congested with blood and he became dizzy for a while.Gao Li didn't ask anything. Is it true that he has no memory after drinking, or he didn't say anything because of his own face?He didn't think about it, because he didn't dare, or he didn't want to.

He turned his head and listened for a while before saying, "Do you have a better secret?"

Gao Li smiled and said, "There is only one."

He smiled a little sadly, but also a little mysterious.Xiao Wu has seen such an expression before, it is on his own face, although he can only see his expression through the mirror, but what is in his heart is very clear.So he is agitated.He waited and waited, but Gao Li just smiled and didn't answer.

He immediately asked, "Why didn't you say it?"

Gao Li said, "I'm afraid I'll scare you when I say it."

Xiao Wu said lightly, "Don't worry, I've always been courageous."

Gao Li said, "Do you really want to hear it?"

Xiao Wudao: "I really want to."

Gao Li said: "Okay, let me tell you, I have a woman."

Xiao Wu was startled, the shock came for a long time, as if it was intentional, scattered all over his limbs, not only made him lose strength but also made him suddenly widen his eyes.He said again: "Do you have a woman? What kind of woman?"

His continued questioning was like beads with a broken string, crackling, and there was an uncontrollable urgency.Obviously he didn't notice it, but Gao Li did.But Gao Li didn't think otherwise, following Xiao Wu's questioning, he naturally thought of the hostess in the words, and laughed after thinking about it.

Gao Li said, of course she is a good woman.Xiao Wu thought that the reason why he, who regards money as his life, would call it "good" was probably because she was a beautiful woman who didn't need money.But Xiao Wu was slapped by his own "thinking" again, because he saw Sanqian's gentleness again, and it was reflected in Gao Li's eyes, like autumn water, like a lake, causing a series of ripples in his calm heart.

At this moment, maybe Gao Li has forgotten that he is a killer.Who would believe that a killer has such an expression?Xiao Wu would not believe it either, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.He was stunned and stunned, but he couldn't move his eyes.

He couldn't help asking, "Isn't she beautiful?"

Gao Li nodded, and said softly, "I guarantee you have never seen a woman as beautiful as her."

Xiao Wu looked at him and deliberately said, "I don't believe it."

Gao Li laughed again, and said, "Of course you don't believe it, because you want to provoke me to take you to see her."

Xiao Wu also laughed, and said, "So you are very smart."

Gao Li suddenly grabbed his skirt and said, "But I warn you, if you are even a little bit rude to her, I will fight you hard!"

Gao Li asked himself that he hadn't said anything serious, but he was just telling the truth, but why the atmosphere was a little strange, even he didn't understand.

The mountain road was rugged, and they unknowingly stepped on a section of gravel paved road.Betrayal of "July [-]th" is not so much a lifeless escape as an opportunity to play.Just because two people are always good together, one person is not as good as two people, two people can do a lot of things, don't have to talk to the sky anymore, it's really gratifying.

This place is in the middle of the mountain stream, with clear springs winding down, looking like a dragon from a distance, the aquatic plants and pebbles are the decorations on the dragon, and the surrounding green hills are just the spectators waiting for the dragon to come out of the green pool.

The clear spring stone flows upwards, which is amazingly beautiful.Everyone is willing to be here, stretch out their hands, use the sky as a pillow and the ground as a mat, and forget all their troubles no matter how big they are.

Xiao Wu walked in front and lowered his body. He rolled up his trouser legs and scooped up water with his bare feet. The water splashed all over the ground.

The weeds growing on the bank seem to have infected his childlike innocence, dancing and joyful.As soon as you take a breath, you can feel the fragrance of the leaves, the fragrance of the clear water, the serenity of the weeds, and the vastness of the world, all at your fingertips.On his upturned face, the sun was pouring down on his face, he couldn't help but look like an idiot, and he was also a demon who had been fascinated for a long time.

Gao Li looked at his face, his face slowly transitioned from light red to pink, which conveyed the joy and satisfaction after emotional fluctuations.Such a person once fought with the sword.He cut through the mess quickly without the slightest hesitation, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a genius boy.It was the same person who turned around and smiled at him, his eyelashes covered with sunlight blinked and blinked, and a few drops of water flooded him.The smile is familiar because he has seen it before.

He blurted out: "Jump down."

Xiao Wu wiped his eyes with his hand, and smiled: "I don't want to commit suicide yet, what are you doing jumping off?"

Gao Li said: "Wash your clothes and yourself, I don't want her to smell the smell of wine and blood on your body."

He himself first jumped down with his arms outstretched.Xiao Wu looked at his silver gun by the pool, and sighed in his heart.

The smell of wine can be washed away, but the smell of blood can never be washed away.People who have been killers will always have such a stain.If it is washed clean, wouldn't the souls under the stains be unable to find their way to the underworld?

He couldn't agree with Gao Li's statement, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.People are killing people, not weapons.He knew that he was subconsciously cooperating with this cognition, and perhaps in his heart, his thoughts were the same.He often answered irrelevant questions, so he slowly untied his sword and put it on the rock.

Gao Li's hair was soaked in water, and the drenched black hair spread out in the water, more naughty than a fish.He was waiting for Xiao Wu to go into the water, but he didn't know that before he got into the water, the corner of Xiao Wu's mouth curled up, and after that, there were layers of water splashes, patting him firmly.

He leaned back, and Xiao Wu flapped his hands in this position, his leisurely swimming figure was really like a fish, coming and going freely.

The spring water is crystal clear, and the cold water flow shuttles and floats, making the moment of tranquility eternal. Perhaps a moment of daze, some painters will paint them into ink and wash, and they will last forever.