Moonshine & Valentine: His Excellency’s First Love

The bluestone road is dimly lit. Turning a street, suddenly deserted, only their own footsteps.

For some reason, when Helan Jingting had written the song "Suzaku Street", Pippi was suddenly a little disappointed. There were many questions I wanted to ask, but I swallowed them all at once. This feeling is as uncomfortable as if you like a book so much that you like the author of that book, but suddenly he tells you that the book was not written by him. Pippi liked Agui because of the "Suzaku Street", and then became a **** fan. She has done what all die-hard fans do: collecting CDs, collecting posters, collecting news and photos. Know his birthday, know his taste, know his favorite colors and movies. In fact, Agui is not a beautiful man in the classic sense. Except for that **** face and voice, he is a bit short and very student-like. But he has a pair of melancholy and passionate eyes, and Pippi's liking for him is like a river of water and mountains, endless and endless. She has changed many female singers she likes, including Faye Wong, Lin Yilian, Lan Xinmei until now Tian Zhen, but this is the only male singer, and there is no semicolon. Therefore, when I heard that "Suzaku Street" was not written by Agui, Pippi felt that he was completely gone, a bit like a broken love.

She couldn't bring up the spirit to speak along the way, but silently led Helan Jingting forward. She didn't dare to go too fast, after all, Helan couldn't see anything, just blindly followed her. He seemed impatient at a fast pace. She carefully chooses a flat road without ditches and avoids the night market full of pedestrians and stalls, preferring to take a detour. After turning a few turns, she was a little lost. She couldn't help slowing down, looking around, looking for signs. Helan Jingting said: "Turn right, and it should be Dongmen Street to go out."

Pippi paused, "How do you know? Can you see?"

"There is a halal beef restaurant on Dongmen Street. The smell is not far from the right."

"There are at least one hundred halal beef restaurants in this city, right?"

"It's the one on Dongmen Street, I'm sure."

Of course, she believed Helan Jingting's extraordinary sense of smell, and she took him to turn right and turned into a dark side street. On the left is the road, and on the right is a row of quiet office buildings. About a residential area behind, Pippi heard several barking dogs.

"There are dogs here." Pippi squeezed his hand.

"Tethered."

"This dog is so smart, he can smell you all the way."

"..." Helan Jingting turned and glanced at her, her face cold as iron. Pippi quickly shut up.

After walking a few steps, she finally couldn't help asking: "Did you really write that "Suzaku Street"?"

"Ok."

"You wrote the song too?"

"Ok."

"Do you know a lot of instruments?" For fear that he would think he had asked too much, Pippi added: "I don't know any instruments, but I like music very much. Especially pop music."

"I used to like music." He said absently.

"Do you know how to play guzheng? The seven-stringed type?" Pippi suddenly remembered a cultural performance in her first year of high school. Wang Xuan wore an ancient costume and played guzheng once. The elegant appearance envied all the girls in the class. . So Pippi went home and clamored to learn Guzheng. Grandma took her to find a teacher to inquire about it, one hundred yuan an hour, not to mention the price of Guzheng itself. Pippi did not need to hint from her grandma.

"That's the guqin. The zheng is usually twelve strings, and the ser is 25 strings."

"Why write such a sad song? Do you have anything sad about it?"

"Madam, are you asking about my past?"

"Well, say it so I can enlighten you." She turned her head and looked at him curiously.

His reaction was strange, he turned his head away, avoiding her gaze.

Obviously this was not a topic he liked, so he didn't answer a word.

"You fox clan... um... do you fall in love like people?" The more mysterious, the more predictable, Pippi became more interested in him.

"Talk," he said, "now is the season."

"Do you mean Mating Season?" Sorry to speak Chinese, Pippi almost choked his throat with a smile.

He glanced at her and said, "Yes. Is this funny?"

"Not really..." Pippi was embarrassed.

"Humans also have estrus periods, but for cultural needs, they are suppressed subconsciously."

"That's what Freud said."

"He makes sense."

"Then you, what do you believe in?"

"I am a fox who cultivates immortality, of course I believe."

"Tao? Is it Taoist Tao?"

"'Heaven and earth live in symbiosis with me, and everything is one with me.' I like this sentence very much."

"Is it that'Dao begets one, one is two, two is three, three is all things"?" Pippi was glad that he had finally studied college Chinese seriously and read a little "Lao Tzu".

"No," Helan Jingting shook his head, "It's just the opposite. The Tao that we are talking about never begins or ends. The world is like roots, like vines crawling all over the wall, and like water plants entwined in the water. There is no main stem, and no branches. Each stem can become an independent main stem, and each root can develop into another root system.-We don't like to think of everything as a unified like human beings. "

These few sentences are very chewy. Pippi suddenly felt that Helan Jingting was very profound: "Is this your own idea, or is it an idea accepted by all of you Fox tribe?"

"How do you think is your own business, why should everyone accept it?" He raised his eyebrows, took off his glasses, and inserted his trouser pocket.

The moonlight cast a shadow on his face, making his eyebrows more distinct, showing a sculpturally hard straight line. The Ruoruuowu wood fern aroma suddenly became rich.

"The moonlight tonight is very good, do you feel better after being exposed for so long?" Pippi asked.

"What's better?" As if he didn't hear her question clearly, he turned his ears.

"Your hands, and your eyes."

"No."

The street became narrower and darker, and she suddenly heard a few messy footsteps behind her. She suddenly became vigilant and pulled Helan Jingting to walk forward quickly, trying to get rid of the people behind her.

Those few steps also accelerated, almost trotting, getting closer and closer to them, and following them all the time.

Pippi whispered: "Oh, Helan, we are in trouble!"

Before he could answer, she said again: "Give me your wallet quickly, it seems they are asking for money." She took out her wallet, which contained three hundred yuan, and she took out two hundred and put it in her purse. .

But Helan Jingting's hand did not move: "Why should I give my wallet to someone else? Besides, I don't have a wallet."

Pippi then remembered that Helan Jingting hated all leather products, so naturally she didn't have a wallet. His money and cards were stuffed in his wallet, and he complained that since humans invented the wallet, why bother to invent the wallet.

But, is this the time to discuss issues?

"Listen to Helan, your arm is hurt, and you can't see your eyes. There are three people behind you who are unkind. We are not their opponents."

"Ok."

He thought about it, and honestly took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, stuffed it into Pippi's hand, and shook the phone at the same time: "Should we call the police?"

"It's too late, it must be a busy tone. If you really fight, you will run first. I will be able to fight a little bit, I guess it can resist for a while." Pippi patted his shoulder heroically.

The corners of Helan Jingting's mouth twitched: "I'm sorry, I didn't catch it. You mean-you protect me?"

"Of course. When did I protect you, classmate Helan?"

"I seem to be a little moved." He said, "Is this a favor to be paid back?"

"Don't pay it back. It's free."

In the past six months, in addition to preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, Pippi also participated in a Sanda class. The reason is that Pepe gave her a sports center annual card, the lowest level. In addition to fitness and swimming, you can only participate in some elementary classes, such as dance, yoga, martial arts, and Sanda. Pippi originally wanted to apply for yoga, but found that it was already full, and only the women's Sanda class had a few vacancies, so he signed up and started learning twice a week. The master said that she has made rapid progress and intends to let her represent the whole class in the city's women's amateur Sanda exhibition competition. Because of this exhibition match, Pippi practiced very seriously, and she kicked and broke several sandbags. But the actual combat experience...none.

When she turned around and saw the three people behind, the courage in her heart suddenly shrank to a point.

There were three men who were not tall and very thin. The kind that is very muscular.

The scary thing is that everyone has a bright knife in his hand.

At a distance of two meters, both sides stopped.

"Hey, you two, borrow some money to buy cigarettes for your brothers." One of them yelled coarsely.

Apart from anything else, Pippi threw away his wallet.

One of the big beards pointed to Helan Jingting: "Boy, where's your wallet?"

Pippi said loudly, "Don't you see that he is blind? What money can he have?"

"Hey, the little girl protects him. Why, your sweetheart?" The beard took two steps towards her, dangling cigarettes, and hissed with a smile: "Is he blind? His eyes are wide open." That's it."

After all, she squirted a sip of smoke into her face very trivially.

At the same time, there was a choking smell of wine and meat coming out of the face. Pippi couldn't help coughing, and the look of his fascination was disgusting.

"He doesn't need a wallet, this is his money." She rolled the paper money in her hand into a ball and threw it over.

The man glanced at the thickness of the banknote and threw it to the person next to him. He suddenly smiled and said, "Well, this kid has a lot of money. There should be more money in the bank card! There is an ATM nearby. , Where's your bank card?"

Helan Jingting threw him a card, and in an instant, he threw it back.

The beard suddenly pulled Pippi into his arms, and compared the knife to her neck, grinning: "There is a secret code in the card, or you should take it yourself. We want 20,000 yuan. Your girlfriend."

His arms were firmly circled around Pippi's neck, and his thick beard gave off an unpleasant sour smell. His body pressed tightly to her waist and twisted unkindly.

Although it was close at hand, Helan Jingting didn't know what he did, but Qing Qing gradually narrowed her eyes.

At this moment, Pippi's body turned abruptly, and his right hand clasped the bearded knife hand, kicked him over, kicking him staggered! The man didn't hesitate, and leaped towards her with a knife.

No one expected what happened next. Everything went so fast that no one could see it clearly. I saw the bearded body and his knife suddenly flew out, crossed the road fence as high as one person, and fell onto the road where cars came and went.

There was an emergency brake sound from all directions, followed by a scream. The man seemed to have been hit, and his body rolled on the ground a few times before he could not move.

The remaining two people were completely stunned, staring at Helan Jingting in a daze, with their mouths open, unable to say a word for a long time.

"I think your friend just had a car accident." Helan Jingting said flatly, "Did you two also want to have a car accident?"

As if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, the two dropped their money and cards, and ran away.

It wasn't until this time that Pippi felt a tingling pain in her neck. With a touch of the hand, she felt some blood, and the man's knife still scratched her.

But what made her wonder was that Helan Jingting's left hand was still hanging in the boom. Could it be that he threw the one hundred catties out with only one hand? It's incredible. Wuxia novels are not written like this.

She picked up the money and card on the ground and handed it to him, and said seriously: "Thank you for what happened just now."

"Are you hurt?" He turned around, facing her face, and asked.

"A little injury. It doesn't matter." She searched for band-aids in her purse and couldn't find it.

"Do you mind if I come to help you stop the bleeding?"

"Oh? You will? Of course don't mind." Pippi smiled, "Is there any smoke on your body? Tobacco leaves can stop the bleeding."

"I have a better way." He took her to the foot of a wall.

Then, he put her cheeks in his hands and lowered his head. Cold lips ran across the tip of her nose, staying on her wound, sucking gently there. His movements are gentle, but back and forth, like a cat licking a bowl of honey.

Pippi shook all over, almost shaking. Can't help but wonder whether the person in front of him is a fox or a vampire.

what is this? Is it healing? Her wound was a bit painful at first, but immediately became itchy and crisp with his fragrant breath. Their bodies were closer together, close enough to feel his lumpy pectoral muscles. Moreover, he almost hugged her.

Pippi was in a panic, with nowhere to put his hands, and firmly grasped his hair.

"Oh... um... it's like this..." She blushed and her whole body was soft.

"Animals, aren't they all like this..."

"Will it... take a long time?"

"It'll be fine in a while."

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