Zhuangzi and Rong'er heard the knock on the door and Yang Qing'er's broken drink, and suddenly came to their senses.
After understanding what was going on, the two hugged each other and sat down on the makeshift sleeper, and began to whisper again.
The two of them grew up together until they separated ten years ago.
Since they separated, the two have missed each other, the kind of innocent children.
In fact, this kind of longing is more real, sincere, more tangible, and deeper than the longing of young lovers after separation Because in each other's memories, each other is best in each other's memories, without each other's shortcomings.
In each other's memories, only each other has no self.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Rong'er's body softened, no longer so stiff, and no longer so excited.
She slowly changed into a woman, from a shy little girl, to a mature and loving woman.
She unconsciously and couldn't help leaning into Zhuangzi's arms.
At the moment when the two bodies touched, her blood boiled again, but it instantly became tender.
Hugging Rong'er, Zhuangzi didn't have much of a youthful feeling.
Because before this, when he was in the lacquer garden, he and Mai'er often hugged each other.
Under the lingering of the seller, Zhuangzi was almost immune.
However, when he found that what he was holding in his arms was not Mei'er, but Rong'er, which he had been thinking about for a long time, he still seemed very excited.
The two hugged each other and talked for a long time, and after caring for each other, they recalled their happy childhood.
In their memory, they are not orphans, not bitter children without a father and mother.
They have relatives, in addition to their grandfather and grandfather, they also have their parents in their memories.
Zhuangzi never knew that he was an orphan, thinking that his father and mother were still in the world.
Rong'er is the same, thinking that her father and mother went to do something for the Mo family, went to a far away place, and couldn't come back for a while.
In addition to their master and grandfather, there were also many familiar and unfamiliar Mo disciples in the Mo family's altar, and these people treated the two as if they were their own children.
So their childhood was happily and untouched by the "single-parent family".
The two didn't know how long they had been talking, but they still had endless words.
I don't know what time it was, for lovers, there is no concept of time, time is stopped, and the two still did not make substantive movements.
On the wedding night, the so-called good night is worth a thousand gold.
But for Zhuangzi and Rong'er, there is no such enjoyment of "a moment of gold".
Both of them are still hinakos, and they don't know how to enjoy the simple pleasures of human beings.
"Brother Zhuang" Rong'er seemed to remember something, and drilled into Zhuangzi's arms again.
In the dark, she was looking for Brother Zhuang's eyes.
As a result, I didn't find her face, which was pasted with Brother Zhuang's face.
Suddenly, she felt a feeling of blood boiling all over her body, blushed a little, and began to get hot.
"Brother Zhuang" Rong'er murmured again.
Perhaps instinctively reacting, she gently put her lips on Brother Zhuang's face.
"Smack" There was a slight thump on Zhuangzi's face.
It was at this moment that Zhuangzi understood Ah, tonight is my wedding night with Rong'er After a moment of excitement, the male's instinctive reaction suddenly exploded.
Zhuangzi pressed his Rong'er down and held it with both hands.
In the darkness, he looked at Rong'er with some madness in his eyes.
In the darkness, Rong'er's eyes were a little frightened, but she shrewdly closed them.
Holding Rong'er's face, Zhuangzi couldn't help but kiss it.
"Wow" It was at this time that there was a slight noise in the courtyard, as if someone had jumped into the courtyard.
After Zhuangzi kissed Rong'er, he was about to make further efforts, but was disturbed by this slight noise.
"Brother Zhuang" Rong'er waited for a long time and didn't wait for Brother Zhuang to continue, so she couldn't help but scream with some complaints, urging Brother Zhuang to continue Don't stop Rong'er is yours Rong'er waited for you for so long If it weren't for waiting for you, Rong'er would have promised Tian a long time ago "Shh Zhuangzi shrugged softly and said, "There is a masked man who has entered the courtyard, and I seem to know him. ” Just now, Zhuangzi quickly entered the inner world, went to the courtyard to take a look, and found that there was really a person coming in.
It was a masked man, but he seemed to have seen this person's figure somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Who" Rong'er also woke up suddenly and asked.
"I don't know, there seems to be a person hiding on the roof, and there seems to be someone running on the street."
Zhuangzi said, and quickly entered the state of inward vision.
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This time, Zhuangzi himself didn't notice that he was able to come and go freely in the world of inner vision.
It's always like this, consciously in the inner world, he can't get out of the kitchen.
Because the kitchen door was closed and the deadbolt was inserted.
And in the unconscious, he can transcend everything and come and go freely.
Rong'er also calmed down and listened with her ears sideways.
Sure enough, it wasn't Brother Zhuang who was playing tricks on her, but someone really touched under the window.
There seems to be a sound on the roof.
Who is the remnant of the Cheetah team again?
When Rong'er heard that the remnants of the Cheetah Team had fled, she was worried that these people would come back to take revenge on her.
But it's better to save yourself from looking for these people everywhere.
"Brother Zhuang Brother Zhuang" Seeing that Brother Zhuang was still pressing her, there was no response, and Rong'er screamed softly.
Zhuangzi withdrew from the inner world, only to find that he had lost his temper, and quickly said: "I have just entered the inner world, and many people have come outside.
On the streets, the masked men were already fighting. ” As he spoke, Zhuangzi sat up and helped Rong'er up.
"Who are they?"
asked Rong'er softly.
"I just heard the apologists say that they seem to be righteous people in Korea."
"Righteous Warrior" Rong Er exclaimed: "The Righteous Warrior of Korea" The righteous warriors were equivalent to the swordsmen of the Mohist period, who were folk people and had no organization.
They spontaneously and consciously uphold human justice.
The righteous are not the same as the dead, who do not hesitate to sacrifice their lives in order to achieve their goals.
The righteous are not prone to risk.
But it's more brainy than the dead.
"Brother Zhuang, you're over there in the lacquer garden" Rong'er wanted to ask if the Qiyuan people really stripped the dead Korean soldiers of their clothes and buried them in their vegetable garden as fertilizer But it was too late, and the masked man who jumped into the courtyard stuffed a lit incense stick into the crack of the door, and the smoke of the incense drifted into the house.
On the other side of the hall, there was the coughing of two little girls.
On the other side of the room, there was also the sound of Yang Qing'er's male duck throat.
"Nima Di poisoned, I think you are looking for death":