Seven Evil Slips Chapter 63: End

The fishing village rested early, and when he first went out, he was so dark that he couldn't see anything, he staggered and almost bumped into Luo Ren.

Luo Ren held her hand and said, "Be careful."

He led her out, passed by the low houses of the fishermen, he could smell the dampness of the cabins over the years in his nose, and there was a chained dog in a dark corner, as if smelling the breath of intruders, In the darkness, he stood up shaking his hair all over his body, as if he had opened his posture to fight hard.

Luo Ren pulled her behind him, squatted down halfway, and let out a threatening sound from his throat, the momentum around the dog suddenly softened, and it ran back to the corner with its head down Ka, became an ostrich digging sand and burying his head.

Kiyo begged Luo Ren: "Teach me."

He said: "What is there to learn, what is the future."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward, Kiyo sighed in melancholy, and refused to go.

Luo Ren came back again and said, "Well, if you can stand still for five minutes without blinking your eyes, I will teach you."

Kiyo looked at him provocatively, and said, "Then keep track of the time."

Is this hard to beat her? Have you forgotten that she has practiced martial arts for eight years, and she was punished by her master to be motionless, eight times if not ten times, it was much more difficult, and there was a small incense burner on her head, with a stick of incense burning inside, she stood extremely stable, there was At that time, the ashes of the burning incense stick can be kept for a long time.

As for not blinking the eyes, is it difficult? Thinking about it from another angle, it is difficult to keep the eyes open but not to close them.

That is also a kind of "not blinking".

With a small smile, she slowly closed her eyes.

The eyes are invisible, but the other senses are extremely sharp. This night is gentle and quiet, the air is humid, with water vapor, there are one or two strands of hair, itchy and sticking to the face, and there is a slight fishy and salty smell in the wind. The smell of the sea.

There is no one here, and the sea was there before the village took shape.

In the small wooden house, it is not all quiet. Sometimes you can hear the soft cracking of wood, and the sound of turning over slightly, and there are also night conversations between couples.

Also, Luo Ren is really timing. He turned on the stopwatch, turned on the sound, ticking, ticking, non-stop. He doesn't like such a fast sound.

She likes to be slow.

It's like a farmer opened the wooden cover of the steamer, and the white steam slowly circled around the house, reflecting the snow outside the window and the ice under the eaves.

It's like a mule with a rattle hanging around its neck, jingling and jingling, passing by the door. After a long, long time, the bell is still spinning slowly at the door to rest.

It's like embroidering a purse for a lover. The bamboo stretcher presses the cloth tightly, and the silver needle drags the silk thread, slowly meandering.

Luo Ren said: "Kiyo, I'm leaving, I left you here alone, I'm really leaving."

His voice grew further and further away.

She was safe and sound, still not moving.

He said again: "Kiyo, that dog is walking towards you, it is looking at you, opened its mouth, and is about to bite you."

She still didn't move, the dark light enveloped her face softly, hitting the eyelashes, the bridge of the nose, and the corners of her lips, forming a dense silhouette, an exquisite painting that could not be drawn by the most delicate brushstrokes.

Caught off guard, Luo Ren suddenly hugged her.

She could feel him, the familiar breath, the strength of his arms, and the sound of the stopwatch approaching, tick tock, tick tock.

He slowly lowered his head towards her, and his warm breath brushed over her brows, cheeks, and to her lips.

Kiyo thought: at this time, he can move, he can suddenly open his eyes, giggle and say "I don't want to play anymore", he can yell out, and then accuse Luo Ren of "this is not in line with the rules".

But she didn't move, she didn't want to move, there was a small voice, chirping in her heart, as if she was saying: You want it too, you want it.

Luo Ren kissed her lips.

As she likes, soft and slow, and slowly deepening, with unavoidable strength.

The ticking stopwatch stopped suddenly. I don't know if it really stopped, or if she couldn't hear anything suddenly.

If a person really has a soul, then now, her soul must be thinned into strands, scattered, drifting towards endless heights, sleeping on the barely audible music, Lost and nowhere to stay.

***

When Luo Ren let go of her, the surroundings were so quiet, and the sea was also surprisingly quiet. The sound of the waves was shallow and long like a lover's sigh.

Luo Ren asked her: "Are you still going to the beach?"

No, she is willing to stay here, this cramped space, the corners of low wooden houses around, the smell of damp, and a dog in the corner who doesn't know whether it is asleep or watching the whole time.

Stay a little longer, she will remember this place forever.

Luo Ren smiled and hugged her lightly. Her cheeks were hot and she leaned against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Luo Ren said: "My girl."

I have been waiting for you for a long time, my girl,

In the mountains, swamps, and mosquito-bitten woods, I dreamed of you countless times, barefoot, walking through the cold river bank, passing through the dark dense forest, and the waves of your eyes are as gentle as melting into the moonlight.

I have been waiting for you for a long time.

***

Back to the hotel, there was no sound, Yan Hongsha and the others had already fallen asleep, Kiyo held his breath, and accompanied by the sound of light and shallow breathing, quietly went to bed, and pulled the quilt again.

The pillow was soft and comfortable, and she suddenly remembered the pillow song that Luo Ren said.

——Pillow, pillow, don’t say anything, don’t tell anyone about the relationship between that lovely person and me...

Well, yes, she secretly buried her face in the pillow, and commanded herself in a raving manner, as if commanding the pillow: "Don't tell, don't tell anyone."

The pillow was not secure, and she was under her head, wondering if her secret would be peeked into. She finally realized the uneasy and sweet mood of her lover: Don't tell, don't tell anyone.

With such a mood, I tossed and turned countless times, and finally fell asleep.

I will have a good dream tonight.

***

It was really a dream, but it had nothing to do with Luo Ren.

Dream of a simple room, a little girl about three or four years old secretly pushed open the door of the bedroom, clothes were scattered on the floor, women's corsets, underwear, men's trousers, belts, red frayed roots high heels.

The man's snoring was very loud, and one had to be very careful to hear the woman's breath mixed in it.

The little girl turned around and wandered into the small living room alone. She had a braid on her head, and the rubber band was looped and unthreaded, revealing the gray-brown tendons inside.

She saw the little girl stand on tiptoe, effortlessly removed a biscuit box from the chest of drawers, opened the lid, and looked inside.

The biscuit box is empty, but there are some biscuit crumbs accumulated in every corner. to dip.

Until the biscuit box is clean.

Then, with great difficulty, she closed the biscuit tin and tiptoed it back to its original place.

Kiyo suddenly realized.

This little girl is herself.

The completely forgotten fragments of childhood suddenly stretched out clearly in this dream.

She saw herself going back and forth in the small living room, slowly smoothing the cloth on the sofa, dusting it clean, and then sweeping the floor with a broom as tall as herself. The thing swept under the coffee table, she lowered her head, pouted her buttocks, her little face was flushed, and she reached out and touched it hard.

The sun shifted from noon to sunset, and finally there was movement in the bedroom. The man came out with his pants in his hands, yawned, went to the kitchen first, took a mouthful of water from the faucet, and rinsed his mouth. Crash, clatter, and spit in the moss-covered sink.

The water pipes at home are not well fed, and when the faucet is turned on, there is a buzzing sound.

When the man came out, he suddenly saw her and said, "Ha, little one."

After finishing talking, she took out money from her trouser pocket and threw ten yuan each on the table. Then she came over again, gave her a five-cent piece, and said, "I'll buy you candy."

Her palms were sweating as she looked at the money, and the man stuffed it into the pocket of her bib, a small semicircular pocket.

It was a long time after the man had left before the woman yawned, brushed her teeth, washed her face, sat in front of the dressing table, put on a thick foundation of inferior quality, a strange face, covered dark circles, smoothed fine lines Interlaced stripes.

Then, he suddenly saw the money on the side, took it over and counted it, and a smile appeared on his face.

Taking advantage of this moment of laughter, she hurried over and said, "Mom."

The woman pressed, and unscrewed a piece of mascara. The head of the mascara was dry. She cursed something, poured some water into it from the teacup, swirled it up again, shook it vigorously in her hand, and unscrewed it again. , the cream head is wet and moist, and it is finally excellent.

The woman squinted her eyes in the mirror with satisfaction, and applied a little bit of mascara to the eyelashes. The eyelashes were long, but the ends were formed into strands, which looked heavy.

She said: "Mom, I'm hungry."

Woman casually: "Didn't I buy you biscuits?"

"It's over."

The woman's face suddenly sank, like a cloud that had been splashed with ink for a long time, it was completely black.

Said: "Did I tell you to save some food, and you finished eating again, you can eat so much, how can I support you!"

She lowered her head to wipe her tears, the woman got up suddenly, took down the biscuit box, lifted the lid to look, it hit the ground with a bang, and poked a finger on her forehead.

"Eat every day, eat! I haven't seen you doing anything! Raising a dog can take care of the house, and I provide you with food and clothing all day long. Why, ah, why!"

While talking, he poked her forehead once and for all. Her head was poked sideways, but she didn't dare to move, tears streaming down her face.

The woman said: "Don't cry!"

She grabbed the hem of the small bib to wipe away her tears, gasped like a sob, the woman ignored her, so she stopped talking and silently went back to the corner of the sofa.

She eats biscuits sparingly. To save money, she soaks them in water every time. A thin piece of biscuit is soaked in water and doubles in size, although the smell of biscuits is gone.

She squatted in the corner, looked at the woman in the mirror, painted her eyebrows, wiped her lipstick, combed her hair, carefully picked up her bag, and went out like that. Walk around."

The door slams shut.

Her stomach is rumbling, why is she so hungry?

She lifted up the small bib, grabbed the waist of her small trousers, and twisted them out desperately.

It was getting dark, she climbed onto the sofa, covered herself with a small quilt, and fell asleep just like that.

Woke up again, woken up by the noise, opened my eyes, and saw the tungsten lamp hanging from the roof, the bottom of the lamp was black, and the lamp cord was dangling, making people's eyes dazzled.

My mother was there, wearing pajamas, her hair was disheveled, the door of the bedroom was ajar, and there was smoke wafting out, interspersed with the sound of impatient coughing.

There is also a fat aunt I don't know, who is holding a little boy. The little boy has red eyes, a swollen forehead, and gauze on his head.

The fat aunt has been talking, angrily: "I baked meatloaf, took a piece for Xiao Tongzi, and when I turned around, I heard him howling. It's fine to grab something to eat, why are you still beating people? Look , I have a swollen lump on my head, we have to go to the hospital for an investigation, if I have a concussion, this matter will never end!"

The mother also laughed, and her words became more and more harsh: "You can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Your son is a head taller than my daughter-in-law. Can she grab food from him? Besides..."

The mother turned to look at her: "Daughter, have you gone out at night, have you robbed someone's food?"

She timidly shook her head and said, "No."

As if to prove it, he quickly took out the fifty cents from his small pocket and held it up high: "I have money, I can buy food, and I won't steal it from others."

The joy of victory was on the mother's face. Before she could speak, the fat aunt suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her hand fiercely, and started yelling.

"Look at her hands, it's oily, it's oily!" He lowered his head and sniffed at her palm again, "Is it the smell of meat, you smell it yourself, smell it yourself, a cat that steals fish, its paws haven't been washed clean !”

The mother's face turned ugly in an instant, and she suddenly gave her a slap on the head, screaming: "I have raised a thief! A liar!"

She was beaten in a messy manner. Later, it was the fat aunt who held up her mother and said in a panic: "Forget it, forget it, children, gluttons are inevitable..."

The man in the bedroom also came out, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, oh, it's a small thing, a child..."

Aunt Fat and the others left at some point, the mother’s shrill and whimpering voice kept ringing in her ears, the door of the bedroom was closed, and she heard her mother say: “I want to send her away, send her away... "

The man said: "Oh, forget it, come on, don't spoil the fun..."

All the voices finally faded away, and gradually, they were replaced by moans of love*female*love.

In the dark, she touched the edge of the sink, stepped on a small bench, and turned on the faucet.

Only open a thin stream of water, and if it is widened, mother will say: "Water doesn't cost money!"

She touched a piece of smelly soap on the water table, wiped her hands with it, rubbed it again and again, after rubbing it a few times, she raised her arm and wiped her tears.

He continued washing his hands, washing and washing, and said in a low voice: "I didn't grab anything to eat."

***

There was a clatter, and the curtains rang.

The sun is shining on the face, itching.

Kiyo opened his eyes, Yanhong Saba leaned in front of her with a joyful expression.

"I woke up Kiyo, I'm going back today."

【End of Immortal Guidance】