a man who appears once a year

After Yu Huan let go of Ruan Qiuping, Ruan Qiuping felt numb in his mouth and dizzy in his brain. At this moment, he even thought, fortunately he is a god, if he were a mortal, he might faint due to lack of oxygen right now up.

...But Ruan Qiuping didn't dislike this feeling at all.

He even took the initiative to put his arms around Yu Huan's neck, put his forehead on Yu Huan's forehead, and said with a grin: "Yu Huan, I'm so happy."

Yu Huan also smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose against his: "How happy are you?"

"It's just... very, very happy. I feel like my heart is about to fly. I feel that in my life, there is no moment of happiness that can compare to the present. I can't even imagine that there will be any moment in the future that can compare to the present."

"How come?" Yu Huan's eyes were also stained with a strong smile, "From now on, there will be much more beautiful moments than now."

"Like what?"

Yu Huan gently took Ruan Qiuping's hand, and walked towards home step by step: "For example, Ruan Ruan became a god, and we got married, or we have become old gods over 1 years old, but we can still lean on each other. Put your shoulders on your shoulders and recall the past."

The corners of Ruan Qiuping's curved lips did not come down from the beginning to the end: "Yu Huan, every time I'm with you, I feel that it's good to be alive."

"Yes. It's good to be alive." Yu Huan replied softly.

Ruan Qiuping turned his head to look at Yu Huan's side face, and pulled the two of them closer together. He looked at Yu Huan's clean skin, good-looking side face, and deep lake-like eyes under thick eyelashes. Name: "Yu Huan."

"What's wrong?" Yu Huan turned his head to look at him.

Ruan Qiuping looked at him without blinking, and his voice was very clear in the silent night: "I like looking at you, talking to you, staying with you, and imagining the future with you ...Then now, am I qualified to say...I like you. "

Yu Huan paused.

Suddenly, he turned his head, and a shattered light flashed in the corner of his eyes in the night.

Ruan Qiuping blinked: "Yu Huan, are you crying?"

"...No." Yu Huan said.

Ruan Qiuping moved his feet and looked at his face.

Yu Huan turned around again, with his back to Ruan Qiuping.

Ruan Qiuping stretched out his hands, held his cheeks, looked at his red eye circles, kissed his forehead, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Yu Huan, you are a god, why are you still acting like you were a child? Just cry!"

Yu Huan closed his eyes, blushed, and bit Ruan Qiuping's lips hard.

The moonlight on the night in early spring is very beautiful, which is very suitable for lovers who have just confirmed their relationship to hold hands and take a slow walk.

The weather is fine, the scenery is fine, and the moonlight is fine.

But Ruan Qiuping's universe bag suddenly moved twice.

Ruan Qiuping opened the Qiankun bag and saw that it was a sound transmission conch.

Ever since he was buried by a thunderbolt last time, Xia Fushui forced him to carry a sound transmission conch before going out.

As soon as Ruan Qiuping picked up the sound transmission conch, Ruan Shengfeng's voice sounded like he was shouting into a loudspeaker: "Qiu Ping! Where have you been? Why haven't you come back? Come back quickly, I have something to tell you !"

Ruan Qiuping tightly held the sound transmission conch in the palm of his hand, stuffed it back into the Qiankun bag, looked at Yu Huan reluctantly, and said, "I'm leaving."

Yu Huan also seemed a little disappointed: "Goodbye, Ruan Ruan."

Ruan Qiuping turned around and took two steps forward, then couldn't help turning back, stretched out his arms to hug Yu Huan, and said, "Yu Huan, I seem to be with you today, if I were your finger Now, I can always be with you."

Yu Huan laughed: "Ruan Ruan, what kind of metaphor is this?"

Ruan Qiuping shook his head, and buried his face between Yu Huan's necks: "I don't know, I just feel that I really don't want to be separated from you now."

When Ruan Qiuping let go of Yu Huan, he put the sound transmission screw in his hand to Yu Huan: "You take this first, and I will contact you when I am free."

As soon as Ruan Qiuping returned home, he ushered in a big firework.

"Son, you are going to become a god!" Ruan Shengfeng said happily.

He stretched out his arms, wanting to hug Ruan Qiuping, but then remembered that Ruan Qiuping had lost the supreme good luck charm, so he retracted his movements, picked up the props on the side, and put another firework for Ruan Qiuping.

"You all know?" Ruan Qiuping was a little surprised.

"How could I know about my son late!" Ruan Shengfeng patted his chest cheerfully, "Not only do I know, I also want to let the whole heaven know that my son is going to become a god, and I will put on a show tomorrow." Feast, let all the neighbors and friends come over to have a feast!"

Ruan Qiuping said helplessly: "...Didn't you always scold those neighbors and friends that they are all villains who are stalking people and making troubles, and they are not worthy of friendship. Why do you invite them to dinner now?"

Ruan Shengfeng's face was never happier than before, and he shook his head and said, "Qiu Ping, you don't understand, the more you hate them, the more you have to show off in front of them, let them know what stupid things they did! What is it called? ? This is called shame! Come, come, and see if there is anything not added to the list made by Dad!"

Ruan Shengfeng was so excited for the first time in more than 200 years, and he insisted on pulling Ruan Qiuping to drink while talking.

Xia Fushui didn't stop them, and even cooked two side dishes for them with a smile.

It was rare for Ruan Qiuping to see his parents so happy, and he knew that today was indeed a good day, so he couldn't bear to disappoint them, and drank happily with them until midnight.

Ruan Shengfeng wasn't a bad drinker, but maybe because he was so happy today, he got drunk a little faster.

After drinking half of the jar of wine, he put half his foot on the chair and began to recite poems.

All he chanted were high-spirited poems, his voice getting louder and louder, and his enthusiasm was also unreasonably high.

His voice became hoarse, and at last he almost shouted:

"Our Ruan family has finally made it through."

"My son is indeed promising!"

"From now on, let's see who can look down on our Ruan family again!"

Shouting and shouting, his voice became very rough and hoarse, with a thick and deep trembling.

"...What kind of drunk madness?" Xia Fushui complained in a low voice, but she turned her head, and the tip of her nose was clearly flushed.

"Son!" Ruan Shengfeng walked over staggeringly, stretched out his arms towards Ruan Qiuping, and said in a rough voice, "It's such a good day——we have to hug each other!"

Ruan Qiuping took a step back: "Dad, you are drunk, I don't have a good luck charm on me now..."

"What kind of talisman doesn't match!" Ruan Shengfeng interrupted Ruan Qiuping with his tongue out, "What talisman do I need to hold my son! Your mother touched you two days ago, it's okay, isn't it just dizzy... dizzy for a while , I can’t die again, come here!”

Ruan Qiuping glanced at Xia Fushui.

Xia Fushui turned her head and wiped her eyes, and said softly, "...just give your father a hug, and nothing will happen."

Ruan Qiuping hesitated for a moment, then took a small step forward.

Ruan Shengfeng stretched out his arms to hug Ruan Qiuping, and patted him on the back vigorously. Because of his drunkenness, his movements were a bit irrelevant, but his voice was very low and tremblingly said:

"... Qiuping, it must have been hard work for so many years..."

Ruan Qiuping tried his best to open his eyes wide, but soon felt that his vision was blurred.

When Ruan Qiuping returned to the room and lay down on the bed, the moon was already high.

Ruan Qiuping held the snail tightly in his hand, and really wanted to talk to Yu Huan, but he was afraid that Yu Huan would fall asleep, so he asked in a low voice: "...Yu Huan, have you slept?"

There was silence for a moment, and soon there was a voice.

"No." Yu Huan said, "Why do you have such a voice?"

Ruan Qiuping touched his throat subconsciously and said, "It's nothing, I just drank some wine."

"Why are you drinking again?"

"I... my dad also knew that I was about to become a god, so he dragged me to drink some wine, but most of it was him, and I didn't drink too much." Ruan Qiuping paused and adjusted Lie flat on the bed, put the snail close to his ear, listen to Yu Huan's breathing, and say, "...my dad hugged me just now, he knew I didn't have a talisman on me, but he still hugged me... But it may be that when I was with you, your luck leaked to me again, so nothing happened to him, he just snored and fell asleep."

"Is Ruan Ruan happy?"

Ruan Qiuping nodded, and the corners of his lips curled up: "...Yu Huan, since I met you, many good things have happened around me."

"When Ruan Ruan becomes a god, there will be more good things around me. But why is there no talisman on Ruan Ruan?"

"I don't know, it may have been damaged by lightning, or it may have expired."

"Then I will write a supreme good luck charm to Ruan Ruan tomorrow."

Ruan Qiuping said: "But isn't that talisman very labor-intensive? You need to use blood. You are just recovering from a serious illness, so it's better not to write that... And I'm about to become a god, so this talisman won't take too long. Why don't you just write me an ordinary bad luck abatement talisman, I don't need any kind of good luck, as long as I meet people, they won't be infected by my bad luck."

Yu Huanran's laughing voice came from Yinchuan's side: "Did Ruan Ruan feel sorry for me?"

Ruan Qiuping turned his body away again, his face flushed slightly, and he whispered, "...Well, I love you so much, I don't want you to use blood."

Yu Huan laughed softly: "Okay, then listen to Ruan Ruan."

After all, the sound transmission conch is somewhat different from face-to-face conversation, especially when it is placed on the ear, the person's voice is transmitted to the brain as if it is attached to the ear bone, although nothing can be seen, it is enough to make people imagine.

Ruan Qiuping blinked, and suddenly said: "Yu Huan, I don't think it's good for us to be immortals. The things we use are not as advanced as humans."

"How to say?"

"For example, the sound transmission screw we are using now can only hear the sound, but can't see the face. If it is a human cell phone, you can see your face."

"What happens when you see my face?"

"I'll be happy." Ruan Qiuping thought about it, and then said, "Maybe I'll kiss your eyes through the screen."

There was a pause over there, and she said in a hoarse voice: "...Ruan Ruan is getting better at talking about love, but which book did you study in?"

"No." Ruan Qiuping also felt that he was a little numb. He shrank himself under the quilt and whispered, "I really thought so just now."

There was no movement from the sound transmission conch.

Ruan Qiuping called Yu Huan's name, but there was still no movement.

"Yu Huan, are you embarrassed?"

"...Where is Ruan Ruan now?"

"In my room, specifically on the bed."

"Ruan Ruan close your eyes."

Ruan Qiuping froze for a moment and closed his eyes.

The next moment, an emotional, restrained kiss landed on his eyelids.

Ruan Qiuping slowly opened his eyes.

He saw a pair of smiling eyes.

"Does Ruan Ruan now feel that it is better to be a god than a mortal?"