After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

Lin Yaoran was born with a greasy complexion, and the skin of the eyelids was thinner and softer than other parts.He Qiudu didn't expect that he just kissed, and was so gentle and careful, but still left traces that shouldn't be there.

Fortunately, the swelling is not swollen. When the cat pupils look up at people, there are still deep creases on the double eyelids.It's just slightly red, and the redness is stained to the eyes, and even the small light-colored mole has become a little brighter.

It was as if those delicate pecking kisses gave him a bright red makeup.

"Did you get bitten by a bug? There used to be a lot of mosquitoes in this damn place." Lin Yaoran pouted, "They only bite me and not you..."

He Qiudu went over vaguely, and after helping him put on the contact lenses, he took the time to comb his hair.Lin Yaoran's hair was splashed all the way down to her waist, and when combing, she had to hold it up with the palm of her hand so that the ends of her hair would also be smooth.

Lin Yaoran's hair is of very good quality, it has not turned yellow and frizzy due to neglect, it is cool and smooth in the hand, and the excessive thick black hair will overflow from between the fingers, with a black jade-like luster.

After a simple brushing, the long hair that had been messed up by sleeping returned to its original smooth and smooth appearance, and the brilliance fell down, like a gorgeous brocade, pouring over Lin Yaoran's thin and thin shoulders.Standing behind him, He Qiudu could see his face clearly from the mirror.The mirror is in an antique style, and a circle of green pines and white cranes is engraved like a picture frame outside, and this face is carefully framed, which is probably the real "clouds on the temples want to be fragrant and snowy on the cheeks".

When the sun shines in, the light gray glows brightly, floating quietly in the scattered rays of light.

Hearing the soft sound of the comb teeth passing through the hair, Lin Yaoran couldn't help feeling a little dazed.There seemed to be a similar scene in that summer more than ten years ago.He was sitting under the eaves of the courtyard, and the boy was concentrating on braiding his hair.On a day without rain, the sun is very good. With such thick long hair, his neck will sweat. He doesn't know how to fiddle with it himself, but the boy is ingenious, and he braids him a long hair without a teacher. Three-strand braid, and a bow is neatly tied at the end of the hair with a ribbon.

Lin Yaoran narrowed his eyes and stared at the picture in the mirror, the picture was so natural and harmonious, as if it was normal for him and He Qiudu to appear in this place at the same time.It seems that as long as you close your eyes and open them again, you will return to the summer more than ten years ago, and the boy is standing behind you, standing in the golden and transparent smoked wind.

Why... do you feel this way?

Lin Yaoran didn't know whether it was because of the relationship between the story and the portrait, or because of returning to his hometown.At this moment, I seem to be in a mysterious place, and the concept of time has been unknowingly dispelled. Only he and He Qiudu have become the only two fixed points in this space.

An absurd idea that resembles a daydream secretly grows in his heart, he dare not touch it, dare not think about it, because it is more unrealistic than the water moon mirror flower, he even suspects that before he touches it, It will shatter into pieces all over the ground.

Lin Yaoran's lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth slowly: "Li Zhao said, you once rejected the invitations of many big-name music producers, and you didn't nod reluctantly until he let you listen to the songs I wrote. I think, this is the same as Music quality doesn't matter, right? Judging by your performance when you recorded "Low Temperature Burn", it didn't seem like a whim, but it seemed like you had been preparing for a singer's debut for a long time."

"Why?" He turned his head, his black hair rippling like water, "Did my song remind you of anything?"

He Qiudu's expression remained unruffled, and he even maintained the posture of holding a comb in his hand. "Because I like it, that's all." He said.

Music is very subjective, which is better than other arts.Paintings and sculptures pay attention to appearance, words must also tell the heart through symbols, and a piece of music is often directly the catharsis of emotions and the expression of the soul.Therefore, liking the word sounds simple, but it is actually a powerful reason.

It's just that Lin Yaoran believes that this reason is placed on others.Putting it on He Qiudu, Lin Yaoran couldn't believe it.

It was too difficult to make He Qiudu like it.It is even more difficult to make He Qiudu like it enough to be willing to compromise.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Of course, brother," Qin Shan's voice sounded sweet, "Are you ready? The director said the recording is about to start."

"Immediately!" Lin Yaoran was afraid that she would come in, so he used his fingers as a comb, roughly messed up his hair, and tied it tightly with a thick rubber band. "Did it leak out?" He asked He Qiudu while adjusting his hat.

He Qiudu looked at him flustered like a thief, his lips were tightened, and suppressed his emotions, he said, "Are you going to be like this for the rest of your life?"

Lin Yaoran paused as he touched the brim of his hat, "What else?" Just recalling the feeling of dying for a while made his heart shudder.

He Qiudu asked: "The master has no other solution?"

Lin Yaoran's footsteps were slightly stagnant, "There is..."

"what?"

Lin Yaoran lowered her eyelashes, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she walked forward quickly.

The whole morning of shooting passed quickly, and the process was quite relaxed and enjoyable. It was just going around the Tartary Buckwheat Village, shopping and eating, and checking in various unique scenery and special delicacies.

It was Minchun who was the tour guide for them.Along the way, the little girl babbled endlessly, depicting the customs so vividly.Of course, the person who appeared most frequently was the village chief.

"Will the village chief come to our show?" Qin Shan asked, "I always listen to you, but I can't even see the deity."

"Didn't you know it before you came here? The village chief has been holding meetings in other places." Lin Yaoran said.

Min Chun smiled but did not answer.

As the time approached noon, the temperature gradually increased.Although Tartary Buckwheat Village is much cooler than the city, it is midsummer after all, and everyone has been recording outside, so everyone can't help feeling a little hot and thirsty.

"The good things are waiting for everyone, please look forward to it." Min Chun showed a mischievous smirk, and led the guests into a pergola covered with vines. There were already prepared dishes on the table.

The pergola was set up under the shade of the trees, and everyone felt much cooler as soon as they sat down.There are also some refreshing and appetizing side dishes for lunch, which are very local.Everyone was in a happy mood, talking and laughing while eating and drinking.

"It's hot at noon, and I specially prepared a good product for everyone to dispel the summer heat." Minchun smiled even more.

"Okay, I just want to eat ice!" Qin Shan was very happy, people live to eat ice!Is it ice cream, smoothie or iced watermelon?expect!

"The bitter buckwheat village has a century-old secret recipe for dispelling summer heat." Minchun put the tray in the middle of the table, and there were six bowls of pitch-black traditional Chinese medicine soup in it, and the steam came out, and the whole pergola was full of sour and salty A bitter, medicinal smell.

"What is this?" Qin Shan was frightened, it felt like a mixture of rotten durian, stinky tofu and rotten eggs beaten into concentrated juice, cough syrup and almond milk!

"Good stuff." Min Chun said succinctly, "people in our village drink this in summer. It contains honeysuckle, panax notoginseng, American ginseng, viola chinensis, and dandelion. After drinking it, it sweats and relieves heat, soothes the liver and regulates qi. It can also relieve summer heat and remove dampness, which is very beneficial to the body.”

Ding Shasha picked up a bowl and smelled it, her whole face was distorted, a sip would definitely send people away.

"Everyone, don't be polite." Min Chun warmly greeted, "These are all the wishes of the village chief."

Lin Yaoran lowered his eyes, staring at the bowl of medicinal soup in front of him.He had learned the village chief's intentions more than ten years ago.Thanks to this unbearable kindness, he had the opportunity to meet that boy.

When summer comes, the village head will come to the ancestral hall every day to give him a bowl of heat-dispelling soup, and tell him to drink it obediently, otherwise, his body will have difficulty resisting the heat, and he may even get sick due to heat stroke.

Although he knew that the village head had good intentions, the medicinal soup was so bitter that the root of his tongue was numb.Even with sugar in your mouth, it becomes just as bitter.

However, he didn't want to throw away the bowl of medicinal soup, so he could only sit in the yard holding the medicinal bowl and drink it bit by bit.After drinking a bowl, there is no other taste except bitterness.

Until one day, he was sitting under the eaves of the porch as usual, looking at the sky in all directions above his head. Suddenly, there was a "creaking" sound from the door, as if the door had been pushed open by someone.

Usually, he would close the door tightly and then pull the latch, but he forgot about it today.However, the villagers are jealous of this place, so who would take the initiative to come in?

Curious and a little scared, he didn't put down the medicinal soup in his hand, and walked over directly following the sound.

In broad daylight, the sky is bright, and a half-grown boy is lying under the sun.

It turned out to be this guy, he couldn't help frowning.

This guy seems to be from Tartary Buckwheat Village in early July.Probably because he lived quite close to him, he found out that he was living in the ancestral hall, and ended up wandering around the ancestral hall every now and then, wearing a different and beautiful outfit every day.

Showy, flashy, and suspicious.

The most irritating thing is that there should be two creme brulee in this guy's stomach that should belong to him.A few days ago, the village chief came to see him and brought him creme brulee.Looking at the packaging of the box, there should be four in that box, but I only have two in my hand.Creme brulee is my favorite food, but there is no such thing in Tartary Buckwheat Village.This box was brought back by the village chief just passing by the cake shop when he went to the county town for a meeting.

"I sent the other two to that child." The village head pointed, "He lives over there. He is a child from the city just like you. He was sent to our village for summer vacation."

The revenge of creme brulee is irreconcilable.

He squatted down and rested his chin to observe the enemy who came to his door.He saw that the other party's face was pale, his cheeks were flushed, he looked like he had suffered from heatstroke, and he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was really hot.

He sighed, stretched out his hand to drag the other party, but couldn't do it, dead.However, fortunately, there is still a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine soup at hand, which is unpalatable, but it is a good way to dispel heat blindly.So, he imitated the plot often performed in TV dramas, pinched the opponent's mouth open, picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into it.

This medicine is really amazing, and people wake up after taking a sip—of course, it may be difficult to drink to wake up.In short, although the boy opened his eyes, he was obviously not very conscious. He stared at him steadily with his beautiful black eyes, and his face became even redder as he watched.

"Are you the little fairy in the village legend?"

Brain watted.

"...You can discover all of this." He increased the intensity of the medicine.

"I don't want to drink anymore..." the boy whispered with a bitter face.

"No, you want to."

The boy fell silent, and obediently drank the whole bowl of medicinal soup.

The guests stared at the Qushu soup in front of them, but no one dared to move their mouths.Finally, Qin Shan couldn't bear it anymore, she bumped Yu Lei with her elbow, "You help me drink."

Yu Lei: "... If you don't want to drink, let me drink?"

Qin Shan said confidently, "Of course, now we are boyfriend and girlfriend."

Yu Lei bit the bullet and took a sip, and the burden of being an idol was gone in one gulp, and he clutched his chest and retched.

Ding Shasha and Wang Chengyi looked at each other, wondering if this thing is really so scary?As a result, as soon as the lips touched a little, there was a feeling of staring at the eyes, and a bitter taste rushed straight to the sky, and even the brain trembled.

Minchun was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. "Mr. AZURE, you should try it quickly." She urged Lin Yaoran, "It's a deep feeling, and it's boring."

Lin Yaoran picked up the porcelain bowl expressionlessly, and it was not something normal people could do to suffocate this thing.Every time he took a sip, he had to eat several pieces of sugar to suppress the bitterness before he could take a second sip.After a while of mental construction, he moved his mouth to the edge of the bowl and took a small sip.

...It still smells like that!Lin Yaoran was so bitter that he even frowned.After many years, the lethality of this bowl of traditional Chinese medicine soup is still extraordinary, and it directly knocked down all five of them.

Min Chun laughed and said, "Everyone must finish drinking, otherwise, the next event will not start."

There was no way, everyone could only pinch their noses tightly.I just don't know if people will go directly to heaven to record programs after drinking this bowl of food.

Lin Yaoran tried to dip a little of the medicinal soup again.The weather was hot, and the medicinal soup was still hot after a while, and his lips were hot red. After he sipped it, the bitter taste spread, but it was not painstaking.

Just as he was brewing up his courage and preparing to continue the challenge, a hand suddenly crossed his eyes, and he took the porcelain bowl lightly and delicately.Out of the corner of his eye, He Qiudu raised his head and drank without haste, his beautifully shaped Adam's apple slid up and down, and quickly drank the bowl of medicinal soup completely.

Not only Lin Yaoran, but everyone was shocked.Does He Qiudu have no sense of taste?He was able to drink up the bowl so calmly, with a calm expression, showing no sign of difficulty swallowing.

"I quite like this taste." He Qiudu put down the porcelain bowl and said softly.

Lin Yaoran looked at him, a little dazed.

The medicine was gone, and the person was alive, so he thought it was time to issue an order to evict the guest.Unexpectedly, the boy turned his head three times a step, with a gesture of unwillingness to leave.

After weighing the empty bowl in his hand, he suddenly had an idea, "Hey, stop."

The boy stood still immediately, looking at him nervously and intently, almost waiting for him to give orders.

"This is my territory, outsiders can't come in casually, you know that?" He raised his hand and brushed his hair, and said imposingly.

The boy nodded obediently, "I know."

"However, I'm not that stingy." He paused, "If you still want to come here to play in the future, you have to come here every day and drink this for me."

When the boy heard it, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course, I never tell lies." He waved his hand, "Okay, you can go now."

He thought the other party was just a whim, but he didn't expect that the boy would appear again the next day, wearing a straight white shirt, standing upright outside the door.

"Here." He smiled and handed him the medicine bowl with a bitter smell, and the boy drank the whole bowl of medicine soup in one gulp without saying a word.

Even many adults couldn't bear the taste of this heat-dispelling soup, but the boy frowned a little, and soon returned to normal.

After failing to see the expected scene, he suddenly lost interest, said coldly, "Let's go", and closed the door.

Looking at the boy's appearance and attire, he looks like the young master of a wealthy family.The young master's complexion is still not very good today, he thinks that he will pass out in the ancestral hall that day, not only because of heat stroke, but also because of acclimatization.He is obviously not feeling well, but he ran over here today, isn't he mentally ill?

But, from now on, you won't come again, right?Why do you want to come here under the sun to drink bitter medicine and get rejected?

As a result, the boy showed up on time.This time he was wearing a dark blue navy collar uniform, and a navy cap on his head, also dark blue, with two white stripes around it, very nice.

He was a little envious, and a little jealous, and couldn't help but take a second look.

In fact, it was not only because the other party could dress normally like a boy, but also because the other party was tall and healthy.

Probably because of his poor health since he was a child, he has always been shorter than his peers, and his stature is also a circle smaller.In the past, some classmates nicknamed themselves bean sprouts, saying that they had thin arms and legs, and they would fall if the wind blew.

He was really afraid of being like this for the rest of his life.I will not grow tall all my life, I will be sick all my life, and I will be locked up in this place all my life.

He suddenly felt very boring, and his whole body was completely discouraged. He was already like an old man at a young age, and he felt that life was not interesting.

Just when he was about to close the door, the boy pulled the edge of the door and solemnly handed a bouquet of flowers that had been hidden behind him to his nose.

"Picked from the back mountain?" He asked.

The boy nodded.

"It's so dirty." He pushed the other person out forcefully, "Get out."

Of course, the flowers are not dirty, not even a little bit of soil.The colors of the flower clusters are harmonious, and the arrangement is also patchwork. It is a bunch of pretty flowers with bright colors in midsummer.

There are frequent heavy rains in this season, and the mountain roads in the back mountains will be very slippery and muddy. Picking these flowers is not only dirty and tiring, but also very dangerous.

He didn't know why this man did such a stupid thing, he probably really was bored in this ghost place.

The only thing that is certain is that his good intentions have been ruined by him so much, he should never come again in the future.

It should be like this.

But after one night, the boy still showed up outside the door on time.The pure black T-shirt set off his fair skin, and his eyebrows and eyes were shining brightly in the sun.

He is like a little prince who has accidentally lost his way, and he is incompatible with this ancient and old ancestral hall and this dusty village.

"You really come here every day?" He asked angrily.

"You sent me here," said the boy.

"I...you listen to everything I say?"

The boy looked at him, "Yeah."

"You don't really think of me as a fairy, do you?"

"It was at first, but not now." The boy smiled, "Because fairies are not as good-looking as you."

He felt that his face was on fire all of a sudden, and the heat was burning up to the top of his head.

The boy was obviously surprised by his sudden and helpless expression, but seeing his blushing, he also blushed quickly.

One of the two was inside the door and the other was outside, facing each other for a long time with blushing faces.Suddenly, he took the medicine bowl away from the boy, and instead stuffed a toffee into his palm.

"boom!"

The door was closed heavily, and then slowly opened a crack, revealing half of his face.

"There will be no medicinal soup starting tomorrow." His voice was as soft as a mosquito's, "But, come if you want."

"What's wrong?" He Qiudu glanced over with clear and shallow eyes.

Lin Yaoran's throat was a little tight, "Do you want to eat some candy to suppress the bitterness?"

He Qiudu tapped the edge of the bowl with his fingertips, "Toffee?"

Lin Yaoran put a candy wrapped in silver paper in front of him, "How do you know?"

"I can answer this question!" Qin Shan, who never left Lin Yaoran's eyes, raised her little hand, "Brother Ranran likes toffee, and even wrote a song about toffee. It is sweet but hard to chew, soft but sticky to the teeth. According to the interview, Toffee is like love in his heart."

"Then... I want one too..." Yu Lei said shyly.

Ding Shasha: "Can you give me one too?"

Wang Chengyi: "And me."

Qin Shan: "Don't fight me!"

Lin Yaoran took out all the toffees in his pocket and put them on the table.Because of these candies, everyone drank up all the medicinal soups, and even tasted something delicious.

He Qiudu stared at the candy wrappers on the table, his face was darker and colder than having poured ten bowls of heat-dispelling soup.With long fingers, he played with the toffee leisurely, but refused to eat it.

Lin Yaoran felt strange in his heart, "If you don't eat, give it back to me."

He Qiudu clasped his fingers together and held the candy tightly in his palm.

Lin Yaoran couldn't help but want to roll his eyes at him.

There is a lunch break before the afternoon recording begins.Lin Yaoran nestled in the single lounge, blowing on the electric fan and talking on the phone with Hua Hua.

The program has been aired for two episodes, but he has been too busy for a few days to understand the response after the broadcast, and the Internet speed in Tartary Buckwheat Village is not very good. Until now, he seized the opportunity to ask Hua Hua to give him a report .

"How is the voting situation now?" Lin Yaoran asked.

Every issue of "Love Tribunal" will have a vote to announce the latest CP popularity.If every issue is at the bottom, then the Black Star who hit the end must be stable.

On the other end of the phone, Hua Hua was silent.

Lin Yaoran took a deep breath, "No way, He Qiudu and I won't get a lot of votes, right?"

Hua Hua: "...not low." But it wasn't number one either. No one expected that the number one pair was a super dark horse.