Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 124

"Okay." Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, raised his head to see Yuyan with pear blossoms in the rain, his heart trembled slightly, then showed a warm smile on his face, stood up and sat down with his back to Wei Jing.

"A drop of your tear is like a torrential rain to me. Your face is full of tears. Where can I hide in the wilderness? Your sigh is like a storm to me. You are frowning, I am in the ocean , where do you break down? Your evasion is like frost and snow to me. You ignore me, a person in thin clothes, where can you find warmth?" Ye Zhiqiu leaned on her cold delicate body and raised her head. Looking at the bright moon above his head, a wave of warmth surged in his heart, and he naturally thought of the prose poems he had read in his previous life, and couldn't help but chant softly.

"Happy moments are half in a dream and half with you." Wei Jing's delicate body trembled inaudibly, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she choked up and said slowly.

"I don't dare to read you again. Every time I read it, my heart is full of waves. The smile like summer lotus, the skin like winter snow, the trace of restraint hidden in the curved eyebrows, the twinkle in the eyes Qiushui...I'm drunk!" Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, feeling the slight warmth radiating from behind him, very comfortable.

"If two teardrops on the same face can never meet, can never overlap, let that unbridled regret ride the train of emotion on the track of memory; There is no daylight, no bright moon, and two butterflies who meet unexpectedly can only bear the parting silently." Wei Jing's face was flushed with rosy red, but then it turned into gloom.

"Since then, you also have a secret in your heart. Under your eyes, the love that flickers on the drooping eyelashes; beside the fence, the rustling prayer in the depths of the firewood; in the shade of the forest, the black hair The fluttering call of innocence; the heartbeat after the kiss of the red lips by the river of love...all sent to me! In the hazy season, the world is a beautiful collection of fairy tale poems." Ye Zhiqiu felt the change in Wei Jing's mood , shook his head and sighed slightly.

"You don't understand!" Wei Jing felt sad for a while.

"I understand." Ye Zhiqiu, who was leaning against Wei Jing, squatted in front of her at some point, stretched out his right hand, and gently wiped away the two gullies plowed by tears on the beautiful face, smiled slightly, and held Wei Jingrou as if With boneless hands, he said politely: "The Buddha said: everything is empty. You and I are not Buddhas, and we can't transcend the lotus. We are mortals. As human beings, there will be love, love, and love. It means a sense of responsibility and reason. Flowers bloom and fall, and life is like dust. I only hope that one day, when the raindrops gently knock on your window lattice, and the wind blows 'disorderly' the thick black hair in your ears, you I will remember how I held your weak hand tightly in those windy days. No matter how much suffering there is, I will stand by your side to shield you from the wind and rain, and solve your problems."

"Zhiqiu." Wei Jing threw himself into Ye Zhiqiu's arms with choked sobs, and finally vented the pain he had suppressed for a long time.

"Cry, cry!" Ye Zhiqiu patted Yu's back lightly, whispering in his ear, with mist in his eyes.

"My parents don't want me anymore, they don't want me anymore, woohoo! What should I do, what should I do?" The crying was intermittent, soaking half of Ye Zhiqiu's arm.

"Even if the whole world abandons you, I will not abandon you." Ye Zhiqiu's deep voice carried a hint of a vow, firm and persistent.

"Really?" Wei Jing's tender body trembled, and she raised her head to look at the resolute face that often appeared in her dreams.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded his head heavily, everything was in the air.

"Remember the bet you lost to me?" Ye Zhiqiu said softly with Wei Jing in his arms, half-jokingly.

"Remember!" Wei Jing sank into his warm embrace, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed for a while.

"I want you to stay with me every step of the way tomorrow, okay?" Ye Zhiqiu's face was heavy, but his voice was extremely gentle.

"Isn't there class tomorrow? How can I accompany you?" Wei Jing raised his head in confusion.

"Did you skip class?" Ye Zhiqiu asked with a smile.

Wei Jing shook his head.

"Want to skip class?" Ye Zhiqiu continued to smile, his smile was like luring a docile lamb.

"Run away with you?" Wei Jing hesitated for a while, then asked suddenly.

"Well, run away with me!" Ye Zhiqiu said with a faint smile, "Escape from this complicated and painful world, and head for a happy paradise."

"If you're with me, I'll run away." The three-good student who never skipped class from elementary school to junior high school finally made the decision to skip class under the lure of Ye Zhiqiu, the big bad wolf.

"You are waiting for me at home tomorrow, and I will go find you." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly felt a little afraid that the incident would be out of his control, and told him: "Before I go, you must not leave the house."

"I don't want to go home." When Wei Jing thought of the desolation and darkness at home, he instinctively felt a little fear, and rubbed his arms against Ye Zhiqiu, like a wounded little rabbit.

"Okay, if you don't go home, I'll stay here with you tonight." Ye Zhiqiu felt a pain in his heart, and pitifully touched Wei Jing's beautiful hair.

"En." Wei Jing closed his eyes happily, feeling the warmth in his arms, and the coldness in his heart was gradually diluted.

The moonlight moved westward slowly, Ye Zhiqiu held the person in his arms tightly, the true energy in his body circulated slowly, continuously driving away the cold air around him, looking at the sleeping person in his arms, his heart surged A touch of warmth like sugar and honey.At that moment, Ye Zhiqiu felt that this was love, young and astringent, bland and ashamed to speak.

When the first ray of morning light in the east shines through the dense leaves and casts a little yellow in the grove, Ye Zhiqiu opens his eyes, looks at the person who is still sleeping in his arms, smiles gently, and maintains a posture all night without moving. It made his arms and feet numb, and he was a little tired after not closing his eyes all night, but he couldn't bear to disturb the woman in his arms at this time, because he saw her face rippling with warmth. With a happy smile from the bottom of her heart, maybe she hasn't been such a beautiful person for a long time, and she hasn't slept so peacefully for a long time.Ye Zhiqiu watched the stars in the forest gradually move eastward, quietly waiting for Wei Jing to wake up.

"Bell..." The bell for class came faintly through the dense forest. Wei Jing's pretty brows frowned slightly, and the next moment he opened his eyes abruptly, seeing a familiar face close at hand, and suddenly realized that he was still asleep. In the embrace of a boy, two red clouds flew up to his cheeks, struggling to escape from Ye Zhiqiu's embrace.