[full-time master] immortal

At six o'clock in the evening, Su Muqiu and I's birthday dinner started on time.The four of us were still sitting around the fire as we were when we were young. Su Muqiu smiled and brought a large pot of steaming borscht to the center of the dining table. After I helped serve a few small dishes, I conveniently cast my mobile phone to the TV.Mainly not to watch the show, just to listen to it while eating.Sister Ling Shuang is now a popular feminist blogger on the Internet, and was invited to participate in a reality show on women's marriage and love as a guest in the observation room a while ago.In order to watch Sister Lingshuang's program, I specially paid for the monthly membership card of the video website.

"Hey, isn't that who?" Ye Xiu didn't care about current affairs and news at first glance, but when he saw Ling Shuang, he showed a rather surprised expression like a caveman, "Yes, I've entered the entertainment industry and made a lot of money. "

"Xiuxiu and I also follow this show. Xiuxiu likes Sister Lingshuang very much and wants her autograph."

"Yo ho, I didn't expect that Chu Yunxiu will have today, remember to charge her some agency fees."

The protagonist of this program is a post-00 girl who was forced to arrange a blind date by her parents. We ate and drank while sighing: What's going on, now the post-00s have reached the age of being forced to marry by their parents.Another guest in the observation room happened to be an associate professor of F University. He was a feminist on the surface, but in fact he was a loyal supporter of patriarchy.I have attended her class, and I can't do without her husband and children in three sentences, so I have a bad impression of her.Sure enough, during the discussion, the associate professor and Ling Shuang quarreled.Thinking about it, there should be another scolding war on the Internet.

"We are really old people." Su Muqiu didn't listen carefully to the scolding, still lamenting about the forced marriage of post-00s, raised a bottle of 1664 beer in his hand, and clinked glasses with Ye Xiu.

"Isn't that so?" Ye Xiu took a sip of the orange in his cup, "Look at the current alliance, after 05, all come out. Let's talk about Zhou Zekai, the children of 01 are all Mesozoic. We Ah, they're all old guys."

"It's no good if you don't accept your old age. Come on, Lao Ye, do it."

"Old Su, do it."

After all, the two 25-year-old youths clinked glasses tacitly.

Although Su Muqiu, who was born in 96, and Ye Xiu, who was born in 97, are already two toddling old people for e-sports players, but outside of e-sports, 25 is a very young age everywhere.Take our high school as an example, the new teachers in 96 and 97 will still be affectionately called "children" by the old teachers.

"Life is still long, what is old and not old. You are still two young people." I stopped the behavior of the two alliance old men who continued to rely on the old to sell the old, and ordered the dishes in front of me with chopsticks, "Xiao Su, Xiao Ye, please Eat, remember the disc."

I have to say, fortunately, Su Muqiu is cooking today.The dishes made by this man are delicious, really delicious, really delicious.

I drank the last drop of soup in the bowl with tears in my eyes, and stretched my guilty hand to the spoon in the cauldron.Before his fingers reached the spoon, Su Muqiu tapped the center of his eyebrows lightly: "Drink less, save your stomach for cake."

"Women have two stomachs, and the cake is in the other." I glared at him.Although I did have a feeling of fullness, but I couldn't resist the temptation of the steaming borscht, so I still refuted Su Muqiu stubbornly.

"You didn't listen to me yesterday, and you got a stomachache as a result." Damn, it's not human to turn over old scores.

"Ahem, you two, I didn't say that, Mucheng and I are still stuck here." Ye Xiu coughed lightly to remind us, as if he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed the rice bowl in front of him, stood up Get up, "I'm going out for a cigarette."

"Smoke on the balcony, don't smoke in the hallway, the neighbors will talk." I quickly reminded him.Ye Xiu didn't look back, he made an OK gesture with his hand, took out his cigarette and walked towards the balcony.

I drank another bowl of soup beautifully, and finally couldn't drink it anymore.Su Muqiu and Su Mucheng also put down their chopsticks.I saw that all the other dishes except borscht had been swept away. It was time to clean up and make room for the cakes.I didn't help in the slightest while cooking, so I took the initiative to do the dishes, leaving the siblings to watch TV in the living room.

Looking out from the small window in the kitchen, you can see Ye Xiu on the balcony.At this moment, he was lying on the balcony with a cigarette between his fingers, slowly puffing on the clouds.He restrained his stubborn and talkative appearance just now, the lines of his whole body suddenly softened, his back looked lonely and helpless, and countless blue dead souls floated silently beside him.Only then did I realize that he was really much less emaciated.

With a bang, the balcony door was pulled open, and Su Muqiu came out.He came to Ye Xiu's side, stretched out his hand, and patted his shoulder.These two bad friends of ten years stopped bickering, and I heard Su Muqiu say, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Hey." Ye Xiu didn't answer, but handed out half a pack of cigarettes to Su Muqiu, "One?"

"Do you want me to be beaten to death by Xiaoqing?" Su Muqiu spread his hands helplessly.Su Muqiu is really talking nonsense, how can I kill him if I am so gentle and cute?At most, let him kneel on the keyboard for half a night.

"...Wife is strict." Ye Xiu took back the cigarette resentfully.

"I just heard from Mucheng that Brother Tao has not been very kind to you recently."

"Yes, I rejected him so many times, I should." Ye Xiu smiled softly, "He is looking forward to your return. He needs to know that you, a cash cow, are now cooking soup for his wife every day. Must be pissed off."

"Let him be angry."

"Seriously, you're not coming back?"

"How is it possible?" Su Muqiu kicked Ye Xiu lightly, "Am I that kind of person? Let me tell you, I, Su Muqiu, have been tied to Glory all my life, and I won't unlock it. I'll go back when my hands feel better, and call me." If you can move, you can play games, if you can’t move, go to technology, if you want to study silver weapons, who can compare with me.”

"Isn't that right, a high-achieving university student." Ye Xiu coughed with a smile, and wringed out the cigarette butt. "I heard that you have a good relationship with those Samsara kids. Didn't they find you in the club?"

"Looking forward to my reincarnation to beat you?"

"Isn't it? I'm really looking forward to being a mixed doubles match with the Gunslinger King."

Su Muqiu hooked Ye Xiu's neck with a smile: "Don't say we are bullying you when you can't beat him."

"That's not necessarily true. Let's try and see who wins." Ye Xiu smiled disdainfully.

"Come on. Remember what I told you six years ago that you couldn't do without me. Here, take it."

Ye Xiuxiu was about to reach out for a second cigarette when he was suddenly attracted by the thing Su Muqiu held up in front of him.I stopped washing the dishes and craned my neck to look.Under the moonlight, a black-gold account card glowed gently.

"What, your trumpet?" Ye Xiu took the account card, turned over the card, saw the account name written on the card with a marker, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Jun Moxiao? You Give me?"

"uh-huh."

"What do you mean? With me?"

"Basically, I'll use it as a talisman for you." Su Muqiu smiled gently, rubbing his nose with his hand as if embarrassed, as if he had turned into the shy little boy back then, "I've been carrying it with me since the car accident. With this card, when you encounter difficulties and are unhappy, you will take out this card and think about the time when you studied the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella. At that time, I was so sad that I cheered up and survived. What."

Ye Xiu listened to him quietly, his eyes were clear, and his face was slightly moved: "Then you don't need this amulet now? Didn't you say you will come back?"

"Well, no need." Su Muqiu nodded solemnly, "I already have a more precious amulet."

"...Youxiu." Ye Xiu rolled his eyes in contempt.He lowered his eyes, squeezed the first edition of the Honor card with one hand, rubbed his face with the other hand, and said dryly, "I'm not unhappy."

Su Muqiu didn't speak, but stood beside him quietly, only the evening wind was blowing gently between them.

"Thanks." In the end, Ye Xiu broke the silence and accepted the amulet.He raised the account card in Su Muqiu's hand, with a smug and rascal smile, "Let's say it first, if you give it to me, it's mine, and you don't care if I use it to play online games."

"Of course, it's yours." Su Muqiu was quite generous, "You can use it to abuse vegetables, just let me see if my Myriad Chance Umbrella works well."

"Just kidding, I don't have the time to play online games." After Ye Xiu finished speaking, he smiled lightly and put Lord Grim's account card in his pocket.

I wiped off the last plate, shook the water off my hands, untied my apron, and shouted angrily to the two young people on the balcony, "Are you done chatting? Let's eat cake!"

Later, after seeing off Mucheng and Ye Xiu, I asked Su Muqiu what he wished when he blew out the candles.

At that time, Su Muqiu was sitting cross-legged behind me and drying my hair. He turned off the hair dryer, and smiled softly in my ear: "Guess what?"

"It's just a few things over and over again. I hope Ye Xiu and Mucheng will go well in the competition, I hope sister Ling Shuang will not be scolded by black fans, and I hope I don't fail the final exam..." I counted them one by one with my fingers. This person is really boring, and even wishes are lacklustre.

"Why not yourself?"

I turned my head to look at him with bright eyes: "Is there still my share?" I thought all his wishes about me had been fulfilled.

"Of course." The angle was just right, he came up to hold my face and kissed me gently, "I said, I want to be your hero all the time. What about you, what wish did you make?"

"Coincidentally." I laughed, "I made a wish, I hope I can always be by your side." I closed my eyes and curled up my mouth to accept his second kiss.

Before going to bed, I turned on the silver radio on the bedside table and tuned to the midnight radio station. The gentle voice of the hostess permeated the room like light moonlight.Naturally, the female anchor is not the one she was more than ten years ago, but the radio station is still the same as before, still telling old stories and playing some old songs.It's just that the hottest new songs on the new song charts back then have now been covered with a thin layer of dust, and can be called old songs.God knows how terrified I was when I first heard Jay Chou's song on this radio station.At the moment, the female anchor is telling the love story of a pair of childhood sweethearts in a military dependent village in Taipei.The boy and the girl in the story are really stupid. They have been secretly in love with each other for more than ten years and they can hold back. Although Su Muqiu and I don’t give in too much, if there is one person who really can’t let it go, I don’t know how to be so confused. I regret it until when.

Su Muqiu and I lay down together, our hearts were filled with hearing this story, and we became a little bit angry with Su Muqiu, kicking him restlessly.Helpless, he reached out and grabbed my ankle: "Why are your feet always so cold? Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt a long time ago. The cold feet are due to the lack of yang energy, which is natural, so I can see those gods and ghosts."

"Come on, come closer to me. You are the ice man, and I am the fire man. I am full of yang and warm."

I wasn't polite to him, I threw myself into his arms, and I didn't miss it again, I could hear his heart beating powerfully in his chest.What he said was right, he was really warm...but he was a little too thin, and he was too uncomfortable to hug.I'll have to feed him fatter in the future.

"Do they really exist?" Su Muqiu asked me suddenly.

"You still don't believe me?" I pouted, pretending to be angry.

"I believe it." He pushed the boat along the way, and leaned forward to kiss my pouty lips, but he was not annoyed when I slapped him away, "What is mom doing now? I haven't heard you mention her for a long time."

"She went to Tibet with her grandfather recently." About two months ago, Lao Yu set up a formation in Linzhi Mountain, and suddenly said that he had sensed the existence of a illusory realm.According to what he said, perhaps Su Muqiu's father, who was out of his wits, had been living in that illusion and couldn't get out.Grandpa bought a ticket overnight to go to Tibet to help, and Aunt Su followed.

"I hope you can find your father. I haven't seen him yet."

"Well... I also forgot what he looked like. Actually, I don't remember what my mother looks like." Su Muqiu's voice sounded rather sad. We can see it. By then we will all be old men and old ladies, and they will still look young and beautiful before, with a high spirit, and we will be envious by then."

Su Muqiu looked down at me with watery eyes: "Well, let's grow old together, and then go see them."

The female anchor on the radio station finished the very long and somewhat boring story, and then began to sing.Fortunately, the anchor did not play Jay Chou today, but played a real old song, "Story of Time" sung by Zhang Aijia.The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter, melancholy youth, I used to think so ignorantly when I was young.I gently hummed the song along with the melody, while Su Muqiu stared at me with infinite tolerance and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" I glared at him.

"...I really think you are prettier than Zhou Zekai's girlfriend."

Why are you still mentioning this!My face was hot, and I turned my back and didn't want to talk to him.But it was a little cold away from him, so she turned around and hugged him obediently.

"Hey Su Muqiu, tell me, what happened to our Shuiyuedongtian back then?" I kicked him and asked, changing the subject.

"The orphanages have been demolished, maybe the trees have been cut down."

"Oh...it's a pity. I never went there again."

"It's nothing to regret." He stretched out his hand and straightened the bangs on my forehead. "We will have a new Shuiyuedongtian in the future."

I smiled at him.I knew what he had in mind for the future—we would have a house that was truly our own, spacious and bright, with huge picture windows and lots of sunlight.

The future and the future are all beautiful and shining words.

Melancholic youth, young us, have gone with the flowing water and time.

At least the old fanatical dream has not died in our hearts. He is by my side with the same smile. He is still the boy I love with all my heart.We will continue to walk a long distance, grow up, and grow old, becoming the most ordinary couple in this vast world, holding hands for a hundred years.

At the end of the story, my hero turned on the radio, turned off the bedside lamp, kissed my eyes, and said with a soft smile in his voice, "Lights out, good night."

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The author has something to say: At this point, the main text and extra episodes are all over.

Some readers asked me if I would write Xingxin's story in the future. Unfortunately, this story finally came to an end before Xingxin was established.But I did tell my sisters that after Xingxin was established, it happened that Brother Shan was almost cured, and his credits were completed. Tyranny Sunset Red sparred.

It's also a lovely future.

When I was playing with lyrics software before, I also filled in a poem for these five episodes, so let’s use this as the end.

"Immortal"

Nanping evening bell desolate sky and water go hand in hand May we spend your whole life walking in the setting sun on the road of life not afraid of wind and rain at the pinnacle of glory with the book hero record when the stars are twinkling I will never let you down Go to the vast sea of ​​people to meet you, there is no life, there are no many roads, I hope you will return to the evening snow, and enjoy the time together from now on