Reading The Remnants

Li Shiyi has seen all the people and ghosts, but has never raised a cat. I don’t know why the Xiaoxue dumplings who walked around in the daytime lie on their stomachs far away. The Maoqiu and Xiaoyu have no attraction at all. The cat's claws scratched people's hearts sharply, making it painful and itchy, but they were reluctant to let it go free.

This cat is called suffering from gains and losses. The ones raised by Song Jiu were placed in Li Shiyi's yard.

When Mao'er's paw was scratched into the night, and Li Shiyi wasted three sheets of written rice paper, Ah Yin knocked on Song Shiji's door.

She looked at Song Nineteen's loose hair, which was slightly curled because of the removal of the bun. In the past, her hair was curled up like a delicate doll, and she did not know whether it was thinning out the edges and corners. At this moment, a few strands of hair were entwined. In the neck, there are some lovely people.

"Ayin." She was in a daze, with an eye-catching seal in her hand.

The seal was originally something she wanted to give to her after kissing Li Shiyi. It was tangled with red or black tassels for two days, but it was not sent.

Ayin followed her in, put the two tall glasses she was holding on the table, corkscrew a bottle of wine, just poured it over the bottom of the glass, smiled and said: "The foreign wine collected from five dollars, You only have this bottle, don't tell the youngest Tu Yao."

Song Nineteen let out a "um", he moved the corner of his mouth and smiled. He sat down at the table with his slender legs folded naked, supporting his beautiful posture obliquely.

She picked up the crystal clear wine glass, raised her eyebrows and gently shook it, and watched quietly with her eyes open. The scarlet liquid hung on the wall of the glass, as if there was a shadow to follow. Her pupils gave birth to a curious look, and the wine The refracted light and shadow spread to her face, just right to avoid innocence.

People usually tell beautiful stories, so those who have the story in their minds should be very touching.

Ayin and Song Nineteen had finished drinking and were not in a hurry to speak, until the blush climbed on the cheeks of the two of them, and then pulled her into the bed and whispered around her.

She remembered how Song Jiu used to hug a pillow to find her feelings. It has not been a few months, but it seems that many years have passed.

Song 19 is no longer nestled in her arms now, but impatiently put his forehead against her shoulder, and when the heat of alcohol gradually dissipated, he said softly, "I don't want this either."

She understood Ah Yin's purpose, and wanted to talk to her for a long time, but she didn't know how to start.

The involuntary grievances overflowed in the words, as if he could hear the little girl’s sore nose, Ayin lifted her back as if soothing the cat, until the stretched muscles gradually softened, then asked her: "Because of ten One, is it?"

Song Nineteen's forehead rubbed against her shoulder, and she didn't know whether she nodded or shook her head. She didn't answer Ah Yin's question, but said, "I saw it, Ah Yin."

"I don't know why I saw it, but I saw it."

"I saw you looking at Eleven with red eyes and seeing her **** her clothes in front of you. I can't hear what you are saying. I desperately want to hear, but I can't hear anything."

A Yin's brain exploded with a "boom", the ears hummed, and the temples soaked in alcohol pulled the veins, as if they were about to rush out of the thin skin.

She took a few deep breaths, raised her hand to hold the back of Song Jiu's head, and her voice was as soft as it was filtered in warm water: "So, you are like this?"

"No," Song Jiu shook his head, "I originally wanted to make it clear to you, but when I saw her, my heart was choked, and I couldn't take any interest in anything. I was extremely uncomfortable and couldn't eat. I don’t sleep well, I seem... as if I’m sick."

She can clearly feel that this morbidity comes from physiology and is not subjectively controlled by herself.

Ah Yin thought, Wanwan said, "You are not a little girl, and I don't want to lie to you anymore-I used to like Eleven. I like it very much, I am afraid it is not less than you."

She deliberatedly added the word "Zeng", although I am afraid it is not accurate yet, she must be able to use it.

Ah Yin said sincerely and frankly: "Just, do you know what she said to me?"

"The scene you saw that day was when she told me that she can satisfy my shameful desires, but she won't be a sister in the future. She showed me the sympathy of her body and let me choose."

"I didn't dare to choose, and I didn't dare to think about it. Later, I realized that I still wanted to be friends with her."

Ayin smiled: "Emotion is ultimately a matter of two people."

Song Nineteen wanted to say something, but Ah Yin turned his hand back and patted her on the shoulder, narrowing her eyes coquettishly, and looking over her side at the half bottle of wine remaining on the table: "I have been with you these few days. Luo out, I listen to the Suzhou Pingtan, guess what I think?"

She loosened her eyes like ice breaking, and a sultry smile on her lips faintly: "I think, if I chase her alone, it would be better to hold a lovely corner. I still look at her from the stage. The scenery on the stage, I can’t be on stage, nor can I sing into a show. If I’m cheering for a actor, smashing a lot of money, the actor smiles with me, I am comfortable, and she is also comfortable. But if I wish to chase after Li 11, I will She was completely bloody, but she was not comfortable, and I was not comfortable."

"You said, is it right?"

Song Nineteen hesitated to speak and then stopped, and after a long while he said softly: "Yes."

Ayin said softly: "I think again, since I have become like this, my feelings must not be ruined. I must find a clean and complete affection."

"I live this life, what's the point if everything is spoiled?"

Song Nineteen bit his lip, sucked it again for a while, reached out to catch Ah Yin's hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and did not move for a long time.

After a while, she said, "I'm afraid I am the same as you."

Ah Yin smiled, and stretched out his finger to poke her: "You are different. I see that she is a little bit happy because of your uncomfortable appearance."

She tilted her neck and thought about it, but she didn't know what the reason was.

Song Nineteen leaned in her arms and shook his head, frustrated: "I want to understand. I grew up with you since elementary school. She doesn't love Tu's youngest, she doesn't love you, let alone love herself, how could she Fall in love with me?"

Ayin frowned: "What kind of perversion is this?"

Song Nineteen buried his head, his eyes flushed faintly: "If she really has me in her heart, why did she kiss me and leave me alone?"

Ayin was startled, she didn't expect that she would ask this sentence, and even stopped touching her hand.

In the end, Song XIX chose another topic: "Ayin, you are very kind to me."

She likes Li Shiyi as much as she does, but she is willing to come and talk to her in the middle of the night.

"Bullshit." Ayin rubbed her head lightly, "When your peanuts were a little bigger, you almost ate my milk!"

"If you have a conscience, you should call me mother."

Song Jiu was stunned, and the long-lost blush caught her by surprise.

Ayin laughed so beautifully that she stopped for a while, got up and turned off the light, and fell asleep with her arms around her.

On the second day, Song Nineteen was more energetic. He was walking around in the garden. When he encountered the five dollars he had to go out to buy vegetables when he got up early, he thought that he had been closed for a long time, so he simply went out with him. When it was all up, the youngest Tu made a few bowls of glutinous rice balls, each one slowly used each bowl, and the youngest Tu swallowed one, pointing to the note left by the five coins and let out a sigh of relief: "The two went shopping. After all, I am willing to go out."

Li Shiyi took a bite of Nuonuo's skin without making a sound.

Ayin put the bowl down, and she glanced at her: "If you can't rest your mind, just chase after it." After four or five bites of a glutinous rice ball, the sesame fillings were all run out, and she couldn't stand it any longer.

Li Shiyi pursed his lower lip, put the spoon back into the bowl, and simply stopped eating.

Ayin said again: "I talked to her for a night, and I always felt a bit weird. She is like a small stove on weekdays, but now she is very dejected and crazy, and she will cry herself alive."

Li Shiyi twitched his heart and raised his hand to support his chin.

Youngest Tuo drank the soup in two sips, swallowed with a grunt, and suddenly said, "When you say it, I remember it."

"One day I will miss Yue Yue."

He changed the words in the eyes of everyone: "One night I thought the mother-in-law couldn't sleep. She went to the yard and hit the mosquitoes. There was a little man in the window of Xiao Ajiu, but two or three feet high, two of them were there. Talk by the window."

"I looked up for a while, my neck was sore and my eyes were sore, and I went back to the room in a daze, just as if I had a dream. You said it was strange, maybe it was true?"

Li Shiyi's ring finger pressed his lower lip, rubbed it back and forth twice, and began to ponder.

But I heard Arrow said: "If this is the case, I am afraid I know the reason."

Everyone looked up at her and saw that her smile was gentle, like a stretched orchid: "Whether it is as I think it needs to be confirmed."

"How to confirm?" Ayin asked.

"It made her happy for a moment."

"She's almost crying, she's still happy?" Tu Yaoyao disagreed.

Arrow was noncommittal and threw his eyes to Li Shiyi.

Li Shiyi looked down at the wooden table, but Ah Yin suddenly kicked his calf with his toes. Ah Yin smiled and stretched his eyebrows: "Sister 11, don't you know how to make her happy?"

Li Shiyi slapped his eyelashes twice, and lightly pressed his shoulder with uncertain hesitation.

"Oh," Ah Yin took out her silk and covered her lips, and smiled with A Luo, "Do you remember the heart-spirited person in the scene we watched before? Hug, hug and kiss, there is a different person. explain."

She originally thought that Arrow was going to approve and hold a sip, but saw Arrow take a sip of tea, looked at her with a complicated smile, and asked, "Really?"

There is no explanation, as if there is more than one.

The shady buckle down like an inverted bowl, and kindly left the moon and stars, enough to illuminate the lost way, and enough to guide people back. The door was knocked lightly and hard three times, and the fingers of the curved finger looked like a valuable antiquities, but its owner was extremely nervous.

So that the door was opened, and Li Shixi didn't know what to say when he saw Song Nineteen.

She hasn't been alone with her for a long time. She vaguely feels that as Song XIX grows, the balance beam between her and her is shaking slightly. She is no longer the one who sits firmly on the upper hand. To overcome their own weaknesses.

"Not asleep yet?" His voice was soft as if to please.

"Yeah." Song Nineteen lowered his head and looked ahead, and stretched out his hand to flick his hair awkwardly.

With a few strands of hair hooked on her fingertips, she twisted it and twisted it unconsciously in her hand, circle after circle, as if she was measuring her entanglement with Li Shiyi.

Her hair was tangled tightly, and her fingertips were tied white and red. She looked at her innocently, and her nose was a little sore for no reason.

She wanted to rush into Li Shi's arms and act like a baby with her nose and tears. Looking at the strangled fingers, she abruptly restrained her.

She feels that she is inadequate hair, and Li Shiyi is a finger.

Li Shiyi reached out and grabbed her wrist and asked her, "What happened? Tell me, okay?"

She thought that there was nothing more uncomfortable for her than Song Jiu's tearful silence, but the next moment Song Jiu retracted his wrist like a bird with a bow, and put his hands behind his back.

Her throat froze for an instant, she watched Song Jiu sit by the table, put her hands on her knees rigorously, and said, "I..."

She sighed, her face very depressed.

Li Shiyi breathed shallowly, and stopped for a second in her unbelievably thin body. She finally felt that if this continued, she would lose Song Nineteen.

Lost the fire sun carrying the bucket to wipe sweat, the crooked moon under the vines to drive the mosquitoes and flies, the tireless flowers and butterflies around, and the little girl who said "I don't like Li Shiyi" with her eyes closed and trembling in the palm of her hand. fraud.

Li Shixi walked over, squatted down in front of her, and gently looked into her eyes: "What's the matter with you?"

It turns out that it is not so difficult to whisper, as long as the object makes you willing.

She looked at her seriously, with unprecedented courage and perseverance, but her voice was too soft to disturb the person in front of him: "Where was Song Nineteen before?"

The flowers are still blooming, the stars are still shining, and everything in the world still loves her in thousands of ways, but she failed to hold her coffin in accordance with her words, and asked her to ask about her birthday and listen to her. Sincere.

"Before that, depending on what he was, he had to..." Li Shixi paused, "...Where is Song 19?"

Her chest was very bulging, and her breathing was uncontrollable. The fire behind her ears burned like a firewood, and the flames spread a little on her face.

Song Jiu was also taken aback, and inhaled in a small mouth. She felt Li Shi's hand on her knee trembling slightly, but it was connected with the faint clearness in her eyes, as if it were in Song Shi. The stormy sea slapped between the nine ribs.

She asked carefully: "What do you want?"

"Love me."

Li Shiyi's shyness finally entered the eyeballs, making her eyelashes overwhelmed, and she instinctively pressed down, trying to maintain her aloofness without being watched.

Love me. she says.

It is a supplement, a permission, and a request.

There were some things she didn't want to say so quickly. She was not used to handing her lonely life into the hands of others, but she couldn't help but didn't want to wait any longer.

The four words when water is ready does not mean time. If someone digs a ditch into your heart with a shovel, there is no reason to stop the flow of water anymore.

Song Nineteen blinked vigorously, his breastbone bulged, followed by a chuckle, and there seemed to be a hundred machines weaving day and night, weaving her stray love, and the one weaving was in front of him. Li Xi with low eyebrows.

The long-awaited event finally came, but the feeling it brought was not a fulfillment, but an incredible self-denial.

She looked at Li Shiyi, her breathing stagnated, "What do you mean?"

Li Shiyi drooped his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab her right hand, and inserted his fingers one by one between her fingers, and then pressed his palms together and closed them firmly.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Jiu: "There are some things that I can only teach you."

"The Dongshan of the'Resurrection of the East' is the Dongshan of Kuaiji."

"The Li of'Voting Peach to Repay Li' is Li Eleven's Li."