Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She missed the appointment.

The snow-white clothes hung down, motionless.

The cool wind coming from nowhere seems to be tainted with chill,

Swirl, slowly soaking the limbs.

Cold, and endless coldness.

Overwhelming, covering everything, airtight.

Silence.

The wind seems to be less strong,

Gently, the breeze blew by, causing the high-hanging lantern to move slightly.

The lantern was out, it was completely dark,

When the wind blows, it seems that you can still touch the remaining warmth above.

The cool wind blew slowly,

Silently, the leaves on the trees were moving, seeming to wake up a little.

I don’t know when,

The wind seemed to bring a faint floral fragrance.

The very light breath was diluted a thousand times by the wind.

In this silent night, the breath comes with the wind, quietly,

But invisibly, it seemed that the wind was not that cold anymore.

The darkness in the sky faded the moment the lantern was lit.

A brand new candle begins to burn again.

It exudes bright and warm light, and in an instant, the blanket covers the person's body.

Completely illuminate the person sitting in a wheelchair with his head down.

His long eyelashes trembled, and the hands on his legs suddenly tightened.

Tightly, even the hem of the clothes was wrinkled.

The lowered head was hidden in the shadows, and his face was unclear.

But the straight and tense shoulders and the tightly clenched hands all expressed his emotions.

The breeze gradually stopped,

Traces disappeared again.

But there were already subtle footsteps in the yard.

Gently, very slowly at first, not in a hurry.

Later, the pace seemed to stop for a moment, and then speed up instantly.

Stepping on the grass on the ground, the sound of clothes scraping was clearly audible.

soon,

A bright red skirt appeared in Gu Zisu's sight.

With the fragrance of flowers in your mouth and the swaying of your skirt, you can reach it at your fingertips.

She seemed to be out of breath and stood in front of him without speaking.

The skirt embroidered with delicate petals also fell down as she stopped moving.

The waist is slender, the fingers are slender,

It's a woman.

The man with his head lowered remained motionless.

Even though his face was hidden in the shadows, he didn't look up.

The tense body was as hard as a stone, cold and cold.

Her long hair fell down and she was extremely quiet.

Even the warm-colored light shining on him seemed unable to dispel the chill on his body.

Thin and thin, alone.

The woman calmed down slightly and squatted down.

The bright red skirt immediately dragged to the ground.

She put the bundle aside casually, then leaned closer to him with her little face slightly tilted.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

As she moved closer, the fragrance of the flowers became more intense,

It's so close, fragrant, warm, sweet, and indescribably sweet.

Her plain face finally came into view.

Bright and charming peach blossom eyes, curved eyelashes,

Her eyebrows are like those of a succubus painted by God, indescribably charming,

Meeting his gaze, the corners of her lips raised slightly, as if she was smiling.

The color of her lips seemed to be brighter than the clothes on her body. With just a tap, she turned red.

She didn't speak first, just blinked and stared into his eyes.

He seemed to want to know whether his eyes were healed.

"." Gu Zisu's dark eyes remained motionless and silent.

His eyes fell on her face and stayed there for a long time.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't blink.

The dark pupils reflected her figure extremely clearly under the light.