"Unbearable to Copy" by Wuxin Mage

"Just give it up again, huh? You won't lose a piece of meat."

Shen Jianli was sitting in the main room picking roses and green plums on the honey layer cake for Yue Qiluo, after hearing this, he put down the ivory chopsticks, "I don't."

"You—" Wuxin pointed at Shen Jianli and said, "You have been so stubborn after reincarnation."

"There is a second time for the first time in everything. If she does this again, can I still be in Chongqing?" Shen Jianli thought for a while, and then said, "I can listen to her for everything else, but she also You have to be reasonable. I've already given her a step, so should I kowtow to admit my mistake?"

"You just have to consume it." Wuxin lowered her head, and grabbed the plate in Shen Jianli's hand again, "Then give me this honey cake."

Shen Jianli dodged quickly, put the red and green silk picked out from the plate into Wuxin's hands, picked up the honey cake and stood up, saying: "If you want to eat, buy it yourself, I have been in line for an hour. "

After speaking, he took the plate and walked to Yue Qiluo's room.The weather was quite cold, she still opened the door slightly, and when she opened it, Yue Qiluo sat cross-legged on the bed upright, pinching an orchid with both hands, she was practicing kung fu.Shen Jianli knew that she was trying to restore her heart by luck, so she put the honey layer cake on the cabinet by the door and left quietly.

Only one foot crossed the threshold, Yue Qiluo called him from behind: "Stop."

Shen Jianli thought for a while, turned around bravely, and put the honey layer cake in her hand.Yue Qiluo opened her eyes and looked at him quietly, her face not revealing anything, she looked at him for a long time before she said: "My leg hurts, you beat my leg."

After speaking, he spread his legs and dangled around the bed.Shen Jianli had no choice but to half kneel on the ground and beat her legs. From a distance, he thought he was lying on Yue Qiluo's lap.She was in a good mood, sipping cakes, her little feet in foreign flower gauze socks dangling leisurely.

"Shen Jianli, do you want to hear me sing?"

"Singing?" Shen Jianli didn't lift his head, "Why do you sing when you have nothing to do?"

"Oh? Don't you like to go to the wild fox to listen to her singing?" Yue Qiluo pulled Shen Jianli's hair one by one with force.

"It hurts—listen, I'll listen." Shen Jianli grinned in pain, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Yue Qiluo really sang, her sweet voice is perfect for singing Zhou Xuan's songs.While beating her legs, Shen Jianli listened to her singing melodiously. His feet were disheveled, and he was beating his legs while moving around.He asked her, "Who did you learn to sing from?"

"What to learn? Relying on my own voice," Yue Qiluo said proudly, "I didn't know how to sing before, but after I got a record, I can sing after listening to it every day."

Shen Jianli smiled and said, "You really like Zhou Xuan's songs."

Yue Qiluo didn't speak, she wanted to say that she listened to Zhou Xuan's record because of Tang Shanhai, she thought she wouldn't miss him, but every time she thought of this name, she would listen to that record, she didn't expect to hear it so well.After meeting Shen Jianli, Tang Shanhai's shadow gradually faded away. In the past, she always dreamed of him, and she always felt that there was blood on her body, his blood.Her demon.

Shen Jianli yelled again, "Hey——Qi Luo, don't sprinkle powdered sugar on my head."

Yue Qiluo gritted her teeth, pulled out a strand of hair for him, and hid it quietly in her cuff, the pain made him gasp for air and wanted to jump up, but she quickly pressed her head down to suppress the uprising.

"Be honest." Yue Qiluo remained motionless.

Wuxin walked in from the outside at the right time, and said: "Yue Qiluo, I'll go back to the store, I just came back by chance, and—"

After being frozen for a moment, he quickly cupped his fists and took a few steps back, saying, "Excuse me, excuse me, I'm backing down, offended, offended."

"Hey, Wuxin, don't go now—" Shen Jianli struggled in vain, trying to escape Yue Qiluo's iron-blooded rule, but he could only watch Wuxin fly away, leaving himself to continue to be Yue Qiluo's leg-beating Little maid.

After beating for a long time, his hands were sore, Yue Qiluo still sang a little song and ate sweet cakes, Shen Jianli saw that she was in a good mood, and asked her insincerely: "Qiluo, are you still angry?"

"Angry? What are you angry about?" Yue Qiluo pretended not to understand, "You are not pounding with the right force, the more you beat, the more sore you are. You should go down the mountain to the Yue Mansion and ask Qiqiao to come."

Shen Jianli was pardoned, he let out a sigh of relief, and was about to leave, when Yue Qiluo called him from behind: "Hey, Zhang Xianzong."

"Huh?" He turned around.

"You come with me." Yue Qiluo thought for a while, "Leave Chongqing."

"why?"

"Your soul is incomplete, if you don't get it all together, I'm afraid..." Yue Qiluo thought of Tang Shanhai again, her throat froze, and she reluctantly continued, "Back then you were scattered in Wen County, and the whole world was full of your wandering soul. Chongqing no longer has a soul, and has to go further afield.”

"Nonsense." Shen Jianli smiled, but a little shyly.He couldn't leave. He actually knew that he was wasting time and muddling along.What should come will always come. He has been hiding for two years, and some things cannot be avoided.

Seeing that he was noncommittal, Yue Qiluo also knew that he probably still disagreed, so she looked at him quietly for a long time, then took his hand over, picked out a small scissors from the sewing basket beside the bed, and said: "You nails If it grows too long, cut it and go."

Is it long?Shen Jianli looked at it for a long time, it's not long, it was just cut a few days ago?

Shen Jianli went down the mountain to look for Yue Qiluo's maid, but she didn't return to the other courtyard.Lin Huaiqing just came back from the front line, and asked him to drink and meet at the old place.

When he arrived at the place, Lin Huaiqing was still the same, just hanging his arms with bandages.He was shot in the shoulder and returned to Chongqing to recuperate. After the new year, he will continue to return to the front line.The war is tight, and every soldier is very expensive.Lin Huaiqing injured his right hand, so it was very inconvenient to hold food and drink with his left hand.

"I heard that you have had some affairs recently?"

Shen Jianli felt embarrassed, took a sip of wine and said, "Don't listen to their nonsense, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstood? There are ups and downs in Chongqing." Lin Huaiqing smiled and said, "I heard from Xia An that the girl is young and petite. Could it be that Boss Yue?"

"I don't have that kind of relationship with Qi Luo." Shen Jianli's face was red and white, and he only hoped that Lin Huaiqing could change the subject.

"It's all called names, doesn't it matter?" Lin Huaiqing was relentless, and teased him with a smile, "It's really a three-day farewell to treat each other with admiration, and now Master Shen has become an ear-splitting ear."

"Okay, no kidding." Seeing Shen Jianli glaring at him again, Lin Huaiqing quickly stopped laughing and said seriously, "I'm coming back this time to take you away."

"Why do you both want to take me out of Chongqing?" Shen Jianli frowned, "I live a comfortable life here, and I don't want to move."

"You know what I'm talking about, Shen Jianli."

Lin Huaiqing's tone sank like ice water, and he hugged him coolly.Shen Jianli just took a sip of wine, but before he swallowed it, the hot liquid scalded his tongue.He turned his head to see the bustle of people outside.It was getting dark, and when the street lights came on, the thick fog in Chongqing floated between the rickshaws and the lights, and people walked around like they were walking in clouds.There are brothers playing cards in the barracks of the headquarters, and a new movie is showing in the theater. Going forward, there are new western goods in the department store, and there is a Belarusian girl in the dance hall who wipes her small face delicately. Twist your body to the music.Going further up the mountain, there are Xiaosheng's voices on the stage of the Yue Mansion. Qiqiao brewed a pot of Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, and a steaming fire was lit in the kitchen to cook.Yue Qiluo sat in the wing room on the mountain, sitting among a pile of sweets and candles, like a doll who is not obsessed with the world.He thought about this in silence, and the wine glass in his hand was warm. Lin Huaiqing didn't speak, but looked at him quietly, waiting for his reply.

"It doesn't matter what it is. I came back from the battlefield, and it's a big deal to go back again. I'm not a recruit."

When he said this, his heart skipped a beat.Bloody corpses all over the ground, supplies without salt, squatting in the trenches at night smoking a cigarette, throwing a grenade, the comrades around him became a pile of flesh and blood, the hand holding the machine gun was also numb, and shouted all the way to the throat Hoarse, fall asleep with sore body at night, and be wary of the sound... Do I have to go back?

"After the three military orders come down, it's up to you." Lin Huaiqing breathed a sigh of relief, "When I recover from my injuries, you can go back to the front line with me and bring your soldiers. It's not a waste of training for a few months. "

"When's the deadline?"

"Soon." Lin Huaiqing stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "After this battle is over, you can continue to come back to live your comfortable life. At that time, no one will stop you, and you can be the king of the mountain in the mountains."

"Those who say this often cannot get what they want." Shen Jianli shook his head with a smile, "Those who want to live often fail to live. Those who want to die always fail to die."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, have you become a philosopher?" Lin Huaiqing laughed loudly, picked up the wine jar and said, "It's useless to talk so much, drink! A thousand cups of wine is too small for a bosom friend!"

When Shen Jianli returned to the other courtyard, it was completely dark.Yue Qiluo was sitting on the porch, hugging Mrs. Tang, and fell asleep leaning against a pillar.He walked over to shake her awake and said, "Why are you sleeping here? It's so cold, aren't you afraid of freezing?"

"Someone set off fireworks just now, so I came out to watch." Yue Qiluo rubbed her eyes and stared at the sky, "It's a pity that there are too few. During the New Year's Day, there are fireworks to watch all night long."

"Do you like to watch fireworks?" Shen Jianli smiled, sitting next to her, he didn't expect Yue Qiluo to have such a mundane side.

"I like it. I loved watching it more than 1000 years ago." Yue Qiluo seemed to have just woken up, and her voice sounded like a little girl. "The lantern is also beautiful, but I didn't see it last time, and I won't watch it in the future."

"Festival lanterns?" Shen Jianli also looked at the empty night sky, fascinated by memories, "When the Chinese New Year next month, Chongqing will be full of fireworks and lanterns, you can watch them all day long."

Yue Qiluo sniffed, her cheeks turned red from the cold, and her heart felt a little astringent.She didn't know what the seven emotions and six desires were, but when she mentioned the Chinese New Year, she remembered Shanghai in 1940, the Spring Festival in the Tang Mansion.At that time, Tang Shanhai was still alive, and Xu Bicheng was not killed by her gun. Wuxin and her friend came over to eat, Wu Ma cooked a whole table of dishes, and Bai Liuli was snoring on the sofa, wearing the new clothes Tang Shanhai bought for her. , sitting on the porch watching the fireworks.There was a lot of snow in Shanghai that year, and when I accidentally lit firecrackers, I slipped on the ice and kicked over the firecrackers.That was actually her happiest day. Since then, she has never had a good year.She remembered that Tang Shanhai took her to the temple fair, and promised her to watch the lanterns.But Tang Shanhai was a liar, he died, and she never went back.

In fact, Yue Qiluo went to the Lantern Festival that year alone, and the beautiful lanterns all over the street made her eyes hurt.She never wanted to see the lanterns again, they were so pretty, but they were all heartless little bastards.When the lights go out, it's over.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Shen Jianli called her softly: "Qiluo?"

"kindness?"

"I'll go with you."

"Really?" Yue Qiluo pulled out a hot little hand to hold him, "When?"

"...It's spring." Shen Jian said goodbye with a low voice.

"You have made up your mind, and you are not allowed to go back on your word." Yue Qiluo just finished speaking, but the end of the sentence was covered by a muffled cough. Shen Jianli patted her on the back, helped her up from the ground, and said, "It's too cold outside. You better go inside."

Yue Qiluo coughed and nodded.When she reached the corner of the porch, her whole body suddenly trembled, as if she had tripped.Shen Jianli turned his head and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, my feet are numb."

Yue Qiluo took her hand from her nose and mouth and hid it behind her back. The moonlight shone on her body, dripping down her bloody palm.She quietly licked off a little blood from the corner of her lips, entered the door as if fleeing, and locked the door with her hands behind her back.

Waiting until the sound of Shen Jianli's footsteps disappeared behind the sound of closing the door, Yue Qiluo walked into the room from the door and wiped off the blood on her hands with a handkerchief.In the incense burner in front of him were three human bones with engraved characters. In the center of the layers of candles, there was a ray of turquoise light suspended. After hovering in the air for a few weeks, it slowly transformed into a human shape.

The person in front of him was dressed in white, with the hairstyle of the Republic of China. He had a beautiful face and a tall figure. He held a folding fan in his hand, but there was always a trace of melancholy in his brows.He looked at Yue Qiluo quietly, for a long while, he suddenly lifted his long coat and knelt down.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Yue Qiluo's face, but she opened her mouth like a sigh, dissipating in the air exhaustedly.

"...Xiaoqing."

The author has something to say: No, no, I really don’t know how to write sweet pet articles... The pain of dystocia is nothing more than that

It can be said that it is OOC and stiff again, so quickly switch back to the main plot