One Pillow Huaxu

After the horse racing meeting, the villagers did not rush to disperse.They brought highland barley wine and food from their homes and built bonfires on the plain.When the sun sets and night falls, the village head takes the lead in lighting the largest bonfire.The light suddenly jumped up, dispelling the gloomy shadows on the plain.

The villagers sat around the bonfire, placed large pots of stewed yak meat and roast mutton, and opened clay pots sealed with highland barley wine.They warmly extended the invitation, Wu Xie did not refuse, walked to the middle and sat down, chatting with the people around him naturally.

Zhang Qiling also sat down by the bonfire. He didn't listen to Wu Xie's suggestion to go back to the house first, but just sat next to him in the crowd.He was very conspicuous in the horse shooting competition, and many young people tried to talk to him.Zhang Qiling didn't want to talk to these people, and they weren't annoyed, they gathered around cheerfully and chatted on their own.

As foreign guests, the two were naturally treated by the village head to toast in person. The village head asked with concern if the stay was good and if there was anything missing.Wu Xie answered without hesitation and fluently.When someone came to toast enthusiastically, he would drink it readily.

The alcohol content was not very high, Zhang Qiling allowed him to drink some, and calmly blocked the rest for him.

After drinking for three rounds, I suddenly heard the sound of bamboo strings, and then someone blew a whistle, and various musical instruments sounded one after another.I saw a dancer appearing in the center of the open space, that person was wearing a blue-faced, round-eyed mask with bright colors, red strokes and fangs.Long tassels hung from both sides of the mask, spreading out like hair with the movement of the man.

Wu Xie raised his eyes from behind the wine bowl, and poked Nada who was sitting on his right.This young man is so strong, he never refuses anyone who comes to offer a toast, and after being fed, his face blushed a lot at this time, and he was already on top.

Wu Xie gave him a few more elbows before he came to his senses, looked in the middle with blurred eyes, and said with his tongue out, "Yes, it's the village wizard, Bam Mask."

As he spoke, he coughed a few times, hiccupped, suddenly stood up vigorously, and followed the surrounding villagers to gather around the campfire.

"Bam means witch in Tibetan." Zhang Qiling added what Nada had said, "It is said that Bam eats human flesh and is active in various places in Tibet. Tiaoshen wears his mask to deter and pray for blessings."

At this time, the dance of the gods reached a small climax, and more and more people gathered around the campfire.They followed the dancers and made blessing gestures, muttering in their mouths.Wu Xie was still sitting across the crowd, and suddenly saw the person wearing the Bam mask turn his face in his direction.

The mask covered the opponent's face so tightly that even if they were face to face, they couldn't see the specific location where their gaze was directed, not to mention that there were countless swaying figures in between.

But Wu Xie looked at the eyes with bright lines, and inexplicably felt that the other party was looking at him.

This was just a momentary scene, and the music suddenly changed and became cheerful.The rest of the people also got up one after another, and sang loudly in time.The song is very simple, low-key, with a primitive and solemn taste.

They pull each other up next door and join in the dance around the campfire.Soon everyone rushed to the bonfire, and the scene was a little chaotic for a while.When Wu Xie came back to his senses, he was already squeezed into the crowd, and Zhang Qiling couldn't find him anymore.

Then his shoulders were held by the villagers. He was stunned for a second, then smiled, and moved a few steps in coordination with his hands.There was more noise around, singing, laughing, musical instruments, and the crackling of campfires.People are stepping on time in the elongated tune, stepping deeply into the dust of the grassland with each step.The orange-yellow flames danced, and the sparks exploded into the night sky like flying insects.

Some people handed wine to Wu Xie one after another in the middle, but he still happily emptied the bowl with his head up.Countless figures were elongated by the flames and swayed in front of his eyes. He felt as if he was drunk.But the sound of firewood cracking was extremely clear, probably due to the effect of alcohol, every sound hit the nerves that were about to be paralyzed.

This involves countless long-term memories and some emotions that shouldn't appear.

I am drunk.Wu Xie repeated in his heart.

Accompanied by this thought, he raised his head in a daze, looking deeper through the firelight through the swaying crowd.

The next second, he saw a person in the crowd.The man stood quietly in the distance, his face was hidden in the figure, but he felt that he could see the other's eyes.That kind of feeling that is very far away, not seen for a long time, but familiar.

The man seemed to be looking for something, and when Wu Xie moved his gaze over, he had already noticed it, and strode away from the crowd towards Wu Xie.Wu Xie silently watched the figure approaching him, closed his eyes, raised his head and drank the last bowl of wine.

Wu Xie finally got really drunk.Although there was no obvious drunkenness on his face, after being pulled out from the crowd, he quietly found a place by himself, sat cross-legged and beat time, but Zhang Qiling could tell that his eyes had begun uncertain.

The villagers began to set off homemade simple fireworks on the grassland, and the surrounding sounds became noisier.Zhang Qiling touched his ears calmly, the skin on the other's neck also started to turn red, the temperature was indeed a little higher, so he patted him and said softly: "Go back?"

Wu Xie's reaction was also a few beats slower, and she paused for a few seconds before slowly focusing her gaze on Zhang Qiling's direction.He narrowed his eyes, as if trying to make out something, and finally nodded his head heavily.

Zhang Qiling got up and wanted to stand up Wu Xie, but the other party waved his hands and was not very cooperative.In the end, Zhang Qiling had no choice but to let him stand, turned his back and squatted down.

Wu Xie looked at the back in front of him, and suddenly laughed out loud: "You want to carry me?"

His voice was still hoarse due to the knife wound and smoking in recent years, but probably because of the alcohol in his throat, his voice became clearer and smoother, as if time had gone back a few years.

"En." Zhang Qiling replied, and at the same time, he directly fished back and carried Wu Xie on his back steadily.

Wu Xie didn't refuse this time.He lay on the opponent's back very cooperatively, and after a while he said slowly: "I don't expect anyone to carry me back to the house for a long time."

Zhang Qiling paused, sighed after a while, and said, "I will carry you on my back."

But he didn't hear the response from the person on his back, and Wu Xie seemed to have fallen asleep.Zhang Qiling lifted him up and walked straight through the crowd back to the residence.

It's not that he hasn't experienced Wu Xie getting drunk. When he was in Yucun, he often fought with the fat man. In the end, both of them hit their heads on the table and got drunk.The fat man was very restless when he was drunk, and the words flowed out one after another, as if switching to a cross talk channel, until he fell asleep.

Wu Xie is very quiet most of the time, he just sits there holding the wine bottle and laughing, Zhang Qiling is also very cooperative when he hugs him, and even finds a comfortable place to nest by himself, and occasionally yells at the other party Miscellaneous things.Zhang Qiling was always patient, waiting for him to finish speaking before helping him wipe his face and cover him with a quilt.

But these things happen much later, before the reaction to alcohol.

When Zhang Qiling entered the room, he didn't turn on the lamp, but by the faint moonlight outside the window, he found the exact position of the bed.He knew that Wu Xie's dagger had been hidden under the pillow, so he adjusted the position of the pillow before pulling away the quilt, and gently put Wu Xie, who seemed to be asleep, on the bed.

Then he bent down to help him take off his coat, but the moment he lowered his head, the person who had his eyes closed suddenly moved.

Wu Xie seemed to have regained his sanity. He grabbed Zhang Qiling's collar which was close at hand, turned over and sat up with his knees hooked, and at the same time used his own weight to push Zhang Qiling face up onto the bed.

The positions of the two changed directions instantly.Wu Xie snorted in the dark, grabbed the other party's collar, and sat on him with one leg.

Because he was concerned about Wu Xie's injury, Zhang Qiling didn't move much, and was directly pressed down with his strength.Wu Xie straightened up at this moment, and Zhang Qiling realized that he was not awake through the light outside the window.His eyes were still erratic, and he sat condescendingly on Zhang Qiling's body for a few seconds before realizing what he was doing.

He muttered a dirty word, then grabbed Zhang Qiling's collar and leaned over, bringing the distance between them closer.

There was no light in the house, and Zhang Qiling's face was completely immersed in the darkness under the window frame.He felt Wu Xie's breath was very close to him, and with it was the smell of alcohol.

Wu Xie didn't come closer, he whispered word by word in the dark: "Tell me, how many faces can a person have."

At the same time, he let go of the hand that was holding the collar, and began to touch Zhang Qiling's neck with his fingers.His fingertips were cold, with rough calluses, like icy sand, lightly scratching the skin there.

Zhang Qiling looked up, he stared at Wu Xie's face immersed in the darkness, and closed his eyes after a while.He still didn't do anything else.

Wu Xie precisely touched the seam of the human skin mask.But then, his movements stopped.

His fingertips just stopped there.

The two of them stalemate silently in the dark for a long time. During this period, there was no conversation, and the surrounding was extremely quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard echoing in the room.

Finally, Wu Xie straightened his back a little, and slowly retreated back.He took the initiative to withdraw his hand.

Sensing Wu Xie's movement, Zhang Qiling looked at his face.

Before that, what kind of reaction does alcohol bring.These things will paralyze people's nerves, and will also involve the perception buried in the depths.

Zhang Qiling said: "You are afraid."

Wu Xie repeated it like a murmur.His voice was vague, and the hand holding the collar began to lose strength, as if his consciousness had begun to trance again.

He looked at Zhang Qiling in the dark, the alcohol reaction was mixed into the alcohol in his breath, blending with the cool smell of the night.Wu Xie's voice was very soft, almost inaudible, as if afraid of disturbing something.

But Zhang Qiling still heard it, and he said:

"I'm afraid of waking up from the dream."