Fast Wear: on the Correct Posture of Counterattack

Yian Town, Yulin City.

This is an ancient town with a long history, attracting a large number of tourists every year.

In August, it was the day when the students had their summer vacation, and the ancient town was very lively with people coming and going.

A pair of white sneakers stepped on the uneven bluestone path, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet alley.

The shoe owner walked through some dilapidated alleys and finally stopped in front of an old compound.

The door was slowly opened from the inside, and a shady air gushed out from the door.

Just as the shoe owner lifted his foot to step in, a slightly low female voice came from behind him:

"What are you doing here?"

Qiao Ya felt that her head was dizzy, and there seemed to be a voice calling her all the time.

She followed the voice in a daze, until a voice woke her up.

It was like a beam of light cut through the fog in front of her eyes, making her chaotic thoughts gradually clear.

Qiao Ya blinked blankly, looked around, and found that she had never been to this place.

Where is this?

How did she get here?

Qiao Ya remembered something, turned around quickly, and saw a girl in a beige dress standing behind her.

This dress Qiao Ya also has the same style, but the color is different.

The girl is holding a red oil-paper umbrella, the oil-paper umbrella is slightly tilted forward, and she can see the white plums outlined on the umbrella.

The girl's face was mostly blocked by the oil-paper umbrella, and only her fair chin and bright red lips could be seen.

"Did you call me just now? This... where is this?"

"It's being repaired here, and there are very few tourists. Are you lost?"

Qiao Ya didn't even remember how she got here, so she came here in a daze.

And it feels eerie and uncomfortable here.

Qiao Ya rubbed her arms and said to the girl, "I seem to be lost, do you know how to get out?"

"Come with me."

The girl turned and walked forward with the umbrella in hand. Qiao Ya couldn't help but glanced at the open door, feeling as if something was staring at her.

Qiao Ya felt a chill on her back, she no longer hesitated, and quickly chased after the girl.

The girl's hair was draped over her shoulders, and her back always seemed to give Qiao Ya an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

For some reason, Qiao Ya kept five steps away from the girl in front of her. No matter how fast she accelerated, the distance remained the same.

This discovery made Qiaoya feel numb in her scalp, she wanted to stop, but the surrounding environment was unfamiliar, and the old houses on both sides of the alley looked gloomy, so Qiaoya had to bite the bullet and follow behind the girl.

Qiao Ya didn't know how long she had walked, but suddenly, the originally silent environment was broken by a noise, as if someone had opened the barrier.

Qiao Ya looked up and found that she had stood at the entrance of the alley at some point, and in front of her was the antique street where she and her friends were shopping.

The sun shines on my body, and I feel warm, dispelling the chill in my body.

"Go find your companion."

Qiao Ya turned around abruptly, and the girl who had been walking in front stood behind her for some reason, her face still being blocked by the oil-paper umbrella.

"Remember to go back and get some sunshine."

The girl's voice seemed to be deliberately lowered, but it was gentle.

"you……"

Qiao Ya wanted to say something, but someone slapped her on the shoulder.

"Where did you go, Qiao Ya?! You disappeared in a blink of an eye. We've been looking for you for a long time!"

"Yes, we can't get through on the phone either, we are anxious to death!"

Qiao Ya turned her head to look, it was the classmates who came together.

Qiao Ya didn't know what to say, but said that she accidentally got lost and was brought out by a girl.

"She's right there."

Everyone looked in the direction of Qiao Ya's fingers, but they didn't see anything except a narrow alley.

"Qiao Ya, there's no one there!"

Qiao Ya was also surprised, she was standing there just now!

"Okay, maybe they're gone, let's continue shopping."

"That's right, I just saw a shop that buys handmade accessories, let's go and have a look!"

Qiao Ya followed everyone to the crowd. She couldn't help but look back at the empty alley.

For some reason, she felt a subtle familiarity with the girl.

Under the red oil-paper umbrella, the girl watched Qiao Ya and her companion walk away.

The oil-paper umbrella was raised slightly, revealing a face exactly like Qiao Ya...

***

Xingyun held an umbrella and looked up at this ancient compound. In her eyes, the compound was enveloped by a strong yin qi.

The door was still open, Xingyun lifted her legs and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he could feel the temperature drop sharply, and the cold yin energy wrapped around Xingyun, but Xingyun let out a comfortable sigh of relief.

With a "bang", the door behind him slammed shut.

Xingyun lowered her head and slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella while asking towards the empty yard, "Just now, who brought her here?"

The yard was silent.

Xingyun didn't care either, she put away the oil-paper umbrella and placed it under a tall locust tree, then pushed open the door of the main house and walked in.

Soon, there was a shrill scream from the whole yard...

The door was opened again, Xingyun walked out, and couldn't help hiccups.

Yin Qi absorbed too much, and it was a bit overwhelmed.

She looked up at the sun that had not yet set outside, and opened the umbrella again.

Behind her, the yin qi surrounding the compound dissipated a lot, and the originally gloomy mansion looked much brighter.

Xingyun walked slowly on the bluestone path. After turning a few corners, she came to a remote stall where she bought oil-paper umbrellas.

A grizzled old grandmother is sitting on the umbrella surface of the oil-paper umbrella.

Xingyun put away the umbrella and gently placed it beside the grandmother.

The grandmother raised her head, squinted at Xingyun for a while, and asked with a smile, "Has anyone found it?"

"found it."

"It's good to find it. The sun is so big, it's better if you come out less often."

Xingyun smiled and nodded.

At this moment, a couple of young couples holding hands passed by. The girl glanced at the oil-paper umbrella that the grandmother was drawing, and took her boyfriend's hand.

"Wow, there are still oil-paper umbrellas sold in such a remote place~www.readwn.com~ and these oil-paper umbrellas are so beautiful, much better than those sold in the shops outside!"

Seeing such a beautiful oil-paper umbrella, the girl couldn't help but want to buy one, but she was dazzled by picking them up, so she could not wait to buy them all back.

At this moment, she saw the red umbrella placed beside the grandmother, and she felt a chill in her hand as soon as she picked it up.

When I opened it, I was immediately attracted by the white plums on the umbrella, and it felt much cooler under the umbrella.

"Mother-in-law, I want this!" The girl said in love.

"Sorry, this umbrella is not for sale."

This umbrella man may get sick for a few days after using it, and it has to be exposed to the sun for a few days.

The girl grinded it for a long time, but the grandmother did not let go, and finally bought an oil-paper umbrella with a similar pattern.

The old grandmother watched the man scan the code to pay, glanced over his shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Young man, don't overdo some things."

Chen Zhou frowned, feeling inexplicable.

He put away his phone, took the girl's hand and left.

This girlfriend has only been dating for a few months. Tonight is the last night here. He will go back tomorrow. He is thinking about how he can make her promise to break through the last line of defense tonight.

Xingyun was leaning against the wall, watching the two walk away, the man moved his neck as he walked, as if his shoulders were a little tired.

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning. Thank you for your care these days."

The old grandmother bowed her head and prepared to close the stall, "be careful in the future, don't be exposed to the noon sun again."

"Um."

When the grandmother looked up, there was no one around, as if the previous conversation was an illusion.

She sighed lightly and continued the movements in her hands...

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