Poor little in the Shura field

The village secretary's footsteps sounded.

Xue Yu was getting more and more confused by the kiss, and when she heard the footsteps, she came to her senses and resolutely bent her knees to push Song Rongxun away.

At this moment, the curtain was pulled up with one hand, and the village secretary, who was nearly forty years old, was full of surprise. Looking at the two people with different expressions in the small shabby house, he felt something was wrong.

The scholars they are proud of, their clothes are in a mess at the moment, as if they were pulled away vigorously by someone.

As for the little widow, his whole body was white and red for some reason, his shoulders twitched delicately, as soft as spring mud, his eyes flicked wildly, maybe he had been staring at him for a long time, he picked up the paper cup and continued to drink what was left. The water seemed to be trying to cover up something.

What's going on here……?

The atmosphere between the two was weird, even the talkative village secretary couldn't help but stuttered, and after two or three times in his intestines, he thought about what he was not offending, and then asked, "Could you two be..."

The jerky Mandarin and the protracted ending made Xue Yu's heart ache.

Has it been discovered?

Xue Yu swallowed nervously, and couldn't help but glance to the side. After this look, she found that Song Rongxun's expression was extremely calm except that his breathing was a little messed up.

What expression is that?Can you be a little scared?

Are you not afraid of being caught by your father and soaked in a pig cage?

Xue Yu took a deep breath. In fact, it was found that it was more convenient for the development below. The rumors about Song Yuxun and his troubled life were spread in the village, which could motivate Qi Shen to make a difference.

But that's also, embarrassing.

"Have you had a fight?"

Xue Yu was caught off guard when he heard this, opened his mouth slightly, and uttered a syllable in confusion: "Ah?"

The village secretary had an expression that I understood.

Simple-minded villagers naturally wouldn't associate this scene with the widow's chastity. Seeing Xiao Song's messy clothes and the widow's red eyes, both of them were out of breath. This must be a quarrel!

The village secretary touched his chin knowingly: "Hey, you young people are arguing about trivial things every day. I found out just now when I was inside. Tell me, Xiaoyu, why did he mess with you? I It's up to you."

Xue Yu: "...?"

He couldn't figure out the situation and looked at Song Rongxun, with a signal for help in his eyes.

The village secretary misunderstood this look: "Don't look at him! Don't be afraid, uncle will teach him for you."

People in the village don't think highly of Xue Yu, he is different, he sees this child how he looks at him, how close he is, he has a pleasing energy, he wants his wife to give birth to one like this, the village secretary looked at Xue Yu lovingly, and gave him Standing out: "Uncle is not on Xiao Song's side."

Xue Yu couldn't resist this enthusiasm, and stammered: "No, no..."

The village secretary raised his beard: "Why not! You see, your eyes are red with anger. Uncle knows that Xiao Song has studied, can speak, and curses without a sting. Tell Uncle, did he make you cry? "

Seeing him talking more and more vigorously, Xue Yu was afraid that the people inside would wait a long time to come out to see what was going on, so she blinked anxiously: "No, uncle, let's go in..."

The village secretary raised his beard and stared at him: "How can that be done? You just let him bully you? Xiao Song, he just came to our village, and you are not polite to him. Why did you make him cry?"

The firecrackers met Song Rongxun accurately again.

In the past, Xue Yu only had an idea, but now she really feels the enthusiasm of the rural people.

The village secretary looked coldly, as if he couldn't make it through if he didn't sort out the matter.

Song Rongxun's slender fingers slid to the neckline, his face calmly straightened his clothes, like a bully who has just bullied someone, but this bully doesn't beat people, he only catches relatives. Guilty: "I was wrong."

Xue Yu: "..."

You also acted.

The village secretary: "It's quick to admit mistakes. Why didn't you have this kind of ideological awareness when you quarreled? Xiao Song, it's not that uncle said you. It's the first time for someone to come to our village and he's unfamiliar with the place of life. You should give him some love, right?"

Song Rongxun glanced at Xue Yu, nodded: "Yes."

"If you don't want to be a landlord, you don't want to be a local leader. Our village is in a critical period, and we can't form an atmosphere of bullying foreigners."

"It's because I didn't think about it."

The village secretary is a heavy smoker, his shoulders were corroded by nicotine and his majesty is still there. He said to the younger generation, "Peace is the most important thing. In a village, you can't look up and look down. You can't do this anymore."

Song Rongxun continued to nod his head and said, "Well, I'll listen to you."

"Get along well with people," the village secretary reminded, then turned his head, staged a Beijing opera face-changing in a second, and said with a smile, "Xiao Yu, uncle can still talk in the village, and you will be bullied by other people in the future." , come to find Uncle, Uncle will support you."

Xue Yu nodded indiscriminately, being completely dominated, she was too obedient: "...Thank you Uncle."

The village secretary smiled kindly, like a clay sculpture of Maitreya Buddha. He pointed to an earthen house five or six poles away, and warmly invited: "My house is right there. If you want to come to eat, you can tell uncle at any time, and uncle will prepare it for you." .”

Xueyu was stupid, and quickly waved her hands: "Ah, no, no need..."

The village secretary scowled.

Xue Yu tugged at the corner of her clothes wanting to cry but without tears, like a student who gave a wrong answer, she swallowed hard: "Remember, I will go when I have time."

The village secretary smiled happily.

He looked very satisfied, and gave Song Rongxun a few more instructions, and then urged them to continue the meeting, and he lifted the curtain and walked in first.

As soon as the village secretary left, Song Rongxun changed his face in an instant.

His mind is full of Xue Yu's appearance of wilting like a cabbage in front of the village secretary, she is so obedient, she can be so obedient, why is she so irritating in front of him.

Dominated by the most primitive impulse, Song Rongxun half-bent down and kissed the bewildered little widow. He knew that the little widow didn't dare to be presumptuous before, so he allowed him to touch her fragrant mouth afterward.

The person in his arms trembled a little, he patted and caressed through the clothes, and comforted gently: "I haven't been found, don't be afraid."

Xue Yu arched his waist, and when he heard the discussion, his bewildered brain came to life. When he realized that the curtain in front hadn't fallen to the ground, he was so frightened that he immediately woke up. All he could do at this moment was to shut up quickly.

Who would have thought that Song Rongxun clasped his chin with light force, separated the ecstasy lips, and then sucked carelessly into the flooded inside.

Because of the haste of the action, this instant kiss was a bit rude, Xue Yu was knocked, her eyes filled with dew, but she didn't dare to cry out, doing this in a small bungalow where other people had a meeting, Xue Yu's face was ashamed Not thick enough to lose.

He opened his swollen lips and breathed in, his head was dizzy, no matter how prejudiced he was against Song Yuxun, now he could only suffer from being dumb, so he went in with Zhang Xuanran's face about to cry .

It is the hottest time in summer, and the natural coolness of the mind is not suitable at all.

What's more, Xue Yu was in a hurry, she sweated a lot in this situation, her sweat-soaked clothes were sticking to her shoulders and waist, outlining delicate lines, and her calves, which intertwined front and back, evenly stopped and walked two Walking makes people's faces turn red.

The unrighteous people in the conference room stared straight at him, thinking in their hearts, what a crime, this widow has a more attractive figure than a girl.

The village chief clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention back: "I've had enough rest, it's almost time for dinner, everyone has to endure any physical needs in the future, let's hurry up and go home after driving."

The sun was high.

The electric fan on the wall rustled, and the voice of the village chief was mixed in, making one drowsy.

After this meeting, Xue Yu's brain ached, and she completely stopped thinking about blowing on the air conditioner. She originally wanted to go back, but was hugged and begged by Song Yuxun in the alley for a long time before she mercifully agreed.

But Song Rongxun didn't let him blow it for long, the widow's body is more expensive than the emperor, blowing it can dissipate heat, but blowing it for a long time will not be worth the loss if he catches a cold.

Song Rongxun bought some books for Xue Yu to pass the time, so that every time Xue Yu came to turn on the air conditioner, she could read books to relieve fatigue, so that she would not be too bored.

That day Xue Yu stayed at his house until the afternoon and left after dinner.

There are many forks at the entrance of the village. After walking a few steps, he saw a tall and majestic figure on the small road leading to the city. That figure was crouching under the distant mountains, with heavy luggage at his feet.

The man's shoulders are strong, and the muscles under the cloth jacket are stained with oily sweat one by one. Without deliberately exerting force on his arms, he can show a sense of strength that can hold people up with one hand.

He seemed to have seen Xue Yu, he didn't even care about the pile of luggage full of things, his strong hips moved three or four times, and he walked up to him in a few steps, lowered his head and called in a low voice: "Xue Yu."

Before Xue Yu asked him what was going on with this pile of things, he heard him say: "I miss you so much."

Xue Yu was stunned, and when he realized it, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He was still thin-skinned, and didn't know how to respond. He moved his eyes to other places with spring water in his mouth, and replied a little uncomfortably: "...Don't say such things to me, and didn't you just meet last night?"

Cheng Chi probably didn't rest well last night, his eyes were black and his voice was drowsy, he looked at Xue Yu, and said with a rolling throat, "I don't know, I just miss you so much."

"Oh, think about it," Xue Yu was convinced by him, and turned around to leave after leaving this sentence. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cheng Chi still stopped in place in a daze, took a light breath on his ribs, turned around and asked slowly ,"……What happened to you?"

He saw that something was wrong with Cheng Chi, as if he could hold back his illness if he didn't find someone to explain it to him.

Although Cheng Chi is not his task target, he speaks strangely and is clumsy and clumsy, but it is no problem to let him be a tree hole.

Cheng Chi grasped the deep-plowed big one, paused for a long time, and then revealed his whereabouts in front of the watery little widow: "I'm going to the city."

Xue Yu froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "Isn't that a good thing, whether it's studying or working, the future is better than here."

Cheng Chi's throat rolled slowly, and his lungs were suddenly as oppressed as if flooded. Before he confessed where he was going, he had expectations, expecting to see a bit of reluctance and nostalgia on Xue Yu's face, but he stared intently, but he didn't see anything. Come.

He bent his neck habitually, afraid that the little man would not be able to hear clearly: "But I don't want to, it will take a long time to come back..."

"I've been back for a long time, but it's not like I won't come back forever."

Cheng Chi's voice became more muffled: "But, there are too many things that can happen every day, and many things will change..."

Last night, Yan Lilan seemed uneasy and changed the time limit for going to the city to one year.

One year is a time that can overturn the past.

He was afraid that after he left, great changes would take place in the village, people would be born, grow old, get sick and die every day, and there would be no shortage of trivial matters in the village. He was worried that those people whom he hadn't said a few words to, but who had completely immersed themselves in his life, would disappear without a sound.

He was also afraid that Xue Yu would forget him.

Xue Yu doesn't belong here, he could move here, and he might move away at any time.

Unlike those people whose roots are deeply planted in the village, he can leave at any time.

If Xue Yu returns to his world, he may never come back again. At that time, he, a wild man, will not even have the chance to charge into a swan...

As the scent hit, a soft hand touched Cheng Chi's head, and his fingers wandered among the thick stubble, interrupting his thoughts abruptly.

"Await your return."

The setting sun faintly slanted into the peaks, and the distant pond rippled with sparkling light patterns, and the afterglow was kissing the cormorants in the pond.

thump.

Cheng Chi opened his eyes wide.

In the field of vision, it was the first time that the pretty-looking, youthful person was so close to him, and the soft suet-like touch penetrated the scalp and spread to the heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

He is too tall and strong, Xue Yu feels a little hard to touch, her calves are tight and thin, her waist is also narrow, like a beautiful snake, the hand touching his head rubs left and right, the skin above her little elbow The meat is light and has a charming aroma.

Thump, thump.

Cheng Chi's heart was beating wildly.

So soft.

Really soft, just as he thought.

The person is also cute, the small face is tanned, like a flower bone that has just opened. Cheng Chi stared at it for a while, and wanted to hug him.

He thought about it day and night, wanted to marry Xue Yu, wanted to kiss Xue Yu, wanted to hug Xue Yu, but he didn't expect that such a small benefit of rubbing his head would be very beneficial to him.

Cheng Chi's eyes lit up slightly, like a stray dog ​​waiting to be fed on an iron pan, he asked cautiously, "Will you really wait for me to come back?"

Xue Yu was silent for two or three seconds.

It's really hard to answer this question, who can tell what will happen in the future, but under Na Baba's gaze, his eyes flickered: "...Yes."

……

Cheng Chi's figure disappeared in the distant boundary line between heaven and earth.

Xue Yu was in a complicated mood, she closed her eyes and raised her eyes, went to sit by the river and played for a long time before heading towards the old house.

The sky was already dark, and the wild wind blew the branches of the old locust tree, making howls like ghosts and wolves.

He sat for too long today, there was no one on the road, and the sound of footsteps was particularly obvious when walking on the road.

pat, pat, pat.

At a certain moment, Xue Yu suddenly turned her head.

The sky is as thick as ink, and the swaying old pagoda trees, but there is nothing else.

But the heartbeat that accelerated for no reason was real.

What's going on... I seem to have heard the footsteps of a second person.

But he is not a scourge, if there is someone, there is no need to avoid him.

Xue Yu's face turned slightly pale, comforting herself that she was suspicious.

Two more steps forward.

"呲呲!"

Her heart skipped a beat, and Xue Yu narrowed her pupils to look over, and saw a black wild cat jumping in the dense grass, its fur was soft and shiny, pure black, only the pair of green eyes were shining.

...is a cat.

Occasionally, stray cats wandered along the path he was walking. The stray cats had no one to feed them. They had a fierce temper and barked when they saw people.

Xue Yu has been scared by these cats many times.

But today I don't know how to be more frightened.

The little face turned pale, Xue Yu pursed her lips and retracted her gaze. When she raised her head and looked ahead, she suddenly met the face of a middle-aged man. Xue Yu was so frightened by the successive accidents that her heart stopped beating and her throat tightened. Almost screamed out.

After a few seconds of delay, he tried his best to regain his composure, and walked forward without daring to vent his breath. He secretly took a look at the man as he passed by.

This inexplicably appeared man has deep eye sockets, an ordinary face, and a straight nose, like a raised hill, but his eyes are dull, and he has no focal length when looking at people. He doesn't know what he is looking at or who he is looking at. .

... a new face.

Xue Yu assured that he had never seen this person in the village.

Not local?

After walking a few steps with her head buried, Xue Yu uncontrollably swept towards the rear obliquely from the corner of her eye, and when she saw something, dripping sweat suddenly appeared from the corner of her forehead.

Crash, clatter——

The wind blew hard at night, and the locust tree kept trembling.

The man who was going to go behind him suddenly turned around and followed behind Xue Yu unhurriedly.

The footsteps overlapped into two, one light and one slow.

The fiery, strange, and strong gaze almost burned a hole in his back.

Xue Yu frowned, instinctively felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help speeding up her pace.

The man behind was still at the same pace, but Xue Yu didn't open the gap at all.

They were still one behind the other, maintaining a distance that seemed to have been precisely measured by machinery.

This scene is like the hunters walking behind their prey in some movies. They walk very slowly, quite slowly, but the prey runs very fast, very fast. The prey thinks they have run far away. When they look back, the hunter is Half a meter away behind him.

They viciously stimulate the fear, panic, and helplessness of their prey before they are on the verge of death.

Xue Yu didn't know if the sky was too dark, which reminded herself so much.

What if this person just wants to ask for directions, but dare not speak?

The idea that Xue Yu harbored suddenly disappeared when she walked in front of the old house.

Who would follow all the way to someone's door without asking?

Xue Yu held her breath, and the moment she opened the door with the key, she walked in and turned around, quickly pulling the doors on both sides to close in the middle.

In the gradually shrinking gap, the middle-aged man's face gradually distorted. He rushed over like a primitive savage, his eyes were slit, and his two lips were opened wide, revealing the smelly gums, and the saliva was split from the mouth. The root of his mouth slipped.

That degree of expansion is simply beyond what normal humans can achieve.

And this demeanor...

It's the one who locked the attic!

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!

The heavy door was slammed with terrifying force, and dazzling dust was blown up everywhere.

Xue Yu sucked in her breath, her mind was in a mess.

How to do?

Regardless of how that person came out, this is an established fact, it has already happened, and now we should be more concerned about the matter of the door.

The door to the attic was sealed and cursed by a magic stick, no matter how hard you tried to shoot it, it would be a waste of effort, but this door is different, the top is as clean as a person's money pocket, and it will be a matter of time before it is opened.

When the door slams open, who knows what will happen.

What's even more hateful is that every time an accident occurs, the system is on standby, unable to help at all.

The gate is still shaking violently, and it has a tendency to fall.

Amidst the violent slaps, tiny footsteps mixed in.

Xue Yu was very sensitive at this time, she gasped in shock almost instantly and looked to the side, a graceful and luxurious face came into view.

Qi Chen's eyebrows were lightly drawn, and a smile was on his lips. He looked at the trembling door, smiled lowly, turned his head unhurriedly, and said to Xue Yu: "I like to listen to others begging me."

"Please, I'll help you."