Grudge Breaker

- When the pot throwing began, she was inexplicably nervous, and the knuckles holding the arrow turned white from the exertion.

Sensing her concern, he deliberately teased her, "I'm suddenly curious about what the girl wrote. Is it robbing the rich to give to the poor, stealing treasures, and taking away people's love?"

"How can you guess it right like this? Before the vote is made, the young master can change his mind before it's too late."

With a smile on his lips, he gently held her hand holding the arrow, "In this case, I can only throw this arrow with the girl. In this way, we are accomplices, whether we live or die, we will commit the same crime and suffer the same punishment."

She also smiled, and this time, Sang Pu allowed him to hold her hand.
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When I opened the piece of paper in the kettle, I saw it read: Fly a kite.

"This..." Looking at the content on the paper, Mo Tingfeng was speechless.

"If it's difficult," she picked up another arrow, "we can throw another one."

He gently pressed the arrow in her hand, "Sang Pu, I just didn't expect that your wish would be so..." He wanted to say "wei mo", but thought about it and swallowed it back.

Mo Tingfeng looked out the window, "It is windy this season. I know a place that is suitable for flying kites. Let's leave now." After saying this, he took the arrow from her hand and put it aside, and solemnly extended his hand to her. "So Miss Sangpu, would you like to go on an outing and fly a kite with me today?"

For the first time, she took the initiative to hold that hand. The palm was broad, dry and warm, and did not smell like wine, wine or red dust. Sang Pu couldn't help but think that such an innocent and clean person had to come to this land of smoke and willows to be contaminated, which made him have many shortcomings.
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On the road at the entrance of the courtyard, Mo Tingfeng led his horse, a tall horse with almost all white fur. Sang Pu, who was wearing a bamboo-colored dress, walked beside him. The two of them and the horse were too eye-catching and attracted many passers-by. Sideways glance.

After Mo Tingfeng bought a kite in a grocery store, he took Sang Pu off the road and onto the path leading to the countryside. He helped her sit on it, and he also jumped on the horse. The two of them rode towards the countryside. Although it was late autumn, , but because it is located in the south of the Yangtze River, the trees and grass have not withered and turned yellow, and they still have a lively look.

Sang Pu rarely left other courtyards, and even when he did, he always used a sedan chair, which was enclosed and transported from one courtyard to another by the sedan bearers. The mansions were different, but the sounds, looks, dogs and horses were much the same.

Because of this, this suburban scene was very fresh to her. For the first time, Mo Tingfeng saw the look of his little daughter on her face, and he suddenly loved her even more. Who would have thought that this person who always looked cold and aloof was famous in the capital? The stunning actress would actually regard flying a kite as an unattainable dream.
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He gently held her waist in order to prevent her from falling off, but their posture was still too ambiguous. If he could see Sang Pu's expression, he would find that her face was blushing. She had never been so close to the opposite sex, but This time, Sang Pu did not refuse him.

"Today's schedule is too busy and there is no time to prepare, so we will use an ordinary kite. Next time we meet, I will give you a wooden kite I made by myself, which can be used as a kite to fly."

Sang Pu, who was sitting in front of him, nodded, "Okay. I've heard for a long time that the Mo family is good at making wooden structures, so I'm quite curious about this flying wooden kite."

Sang Pu was very close to him at the moment, and her breath, body temperature and touch lingered around Mo Tingfeng's five elements. He was a little carried away, and he couldn't help but be bold when he asked, "Sang Pu, if I take you away from home right now, let's go Are you willing to live an ordinary life in a place where no one knows us?"

She looked stunned, her back stiffened, and she didn't answer for a long time. Mo Tingfeng regretted his abruptness and finally asked her out, but he should not be frightened by his recklessness and there would be no next time.

There were few pedestrians in the suburbs, and the road was very quiet. There was only the sound of horse hooves and the wind. The two of them were speechless for a while.
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In silence, the two of them had reached the large grassland where they could fly kites. After he stood still, he carefully lifted Sang Pu off the horse. The two of them walked among the grass with the kites. Sang Pu was very happy, "This is my first time to fly a kite." , I hope I can make it fly." Mo Tingfeng looked at the person in front of him intently, "Together, we will definitely make it fly."

God is good, the wind is blowing.

The kite flew higher and higher, and gradually became a small dot. Sang Pu held the spool and squinted at the almost indistinguishable kite for a long time. Mo Tingfeng was staring at her not far behind her, looking intently for a long time.

"Can I ask why you want to fly a kite?"

"Do you have a knife?" She did not answer his question.

"Ah? Yes." He took out a pocket knife and handed it to Sang Pu, warning, "Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Sang Pu took the knife, took another serious look at the kite high in the sky, and then started to cut the line.

"Look, it's unrestrained and free." This was her answer to wanting to fly a kite, and he knew it immediately.

The kite floated away with a long tail, and soon disappeared. Then she lowered her head, carefully pointed the blade towards herself, the handle of the knife towards the opponent, and handed it back to Mo Tingfeng.

"Let's go back." She looked content.

"I...do I still have a chance to ask you out?" he asked cautiously.

Sang Pu looked at him and smiled lightly, "It depends on the contents of the other seven pieces of paper and the next pot throwing appointment."

He suddenly felt that the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and he felt refreshed.
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It was already evening when Sang Pu returned to Wuqingju in another courtyard, and it was time to prepare for the performance.

She changed her clothes, fearing that what she had written would be taken away by the waiter along with the tou pot. Before going to the water pavilion, she carefully took out the seven pieces of paper from the tou pot and placed them on the slip case, and pressed a corner with an inkstone. , and then walked out the door.

The wind blew in from the open window sash and lifted the paper pressed by the inkstone. Only four words were written on the flying piece of paper:

Fly away.