Get what you want
Gu Chengjue narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment.
After a while, he raised his eyes to Song Tiaotiao's and said seriously, "On the road of exile, you and I were considered one, but because of my involvement, you had no choice but to suffer. It was not my wish to make you suffer that you should not have to endure. Shielding you from suffering, on the contrary, can bring me a moment of peace of mind."
Song Tiaotiao held the shortbread with a crescent shape bitten out of it, lowered her eyes and nodded.
Seeing Song Tiaotiao silent, Gu Chengjue lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, but searched his mind for memories of his previous exile.
Memories of past lives are like a foggy mountain. Many ordinary things have long prevented us from seeing the true face of Mount Lu.
But just like in the previous life, the memories of Song Tiaotiao always become clear as soon as they are recalled.
As Gu Chengjue recalled intentionally, many messy thoughts came together.
As the memory came back, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his smiling eyes flashed frequently.
Seeing that Song Tiaotiao was about to finish the pastry in her hand, Gu Chengjue thought for a moment, raised his eyes, looked at Song Tiaotiao, and said sincerely: "Tiaotiao, I was so unreasonable to you on the road. It was my fault... Now, I regret it deeply, and I hope you can forgive me."
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head repeatedly: "The past is over, you don't have to be like this."
At this point, she noticed that Gu Chengjue's eyes were still tinged with anxiety. She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, "Back when you and I had just left the capital, you always told me about the differences between men and women. Aside from sharing food with me and standing up for me when I was bullied, you rarely interacted with me on a daily basis... Actually, you didn't want to mislead me, right?"
When Song Tiaotiao uttered these words, fearing that they would be regarded as rebuttal, they came out of her mouth.
Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered, and then his long eyelashes closed as he nodded slowly: "But even so, what I did that night when I was whipped must have chilled your heart."
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered and he chuckled softly, "I already knew you were a cold-faced person with a warm heart, so I didn't take it to heart. Besides, I can't let a few harsh words negate your kindness in shielding me from the whip. If you treat people like this, wouldn't it make even a saint afraid to make a mistake and walk on thin ice?"
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's dark eyes finally revealed a relaxed smile.
After a simple meal, the group walked for a long time before finally reaching the top of the back mountain in the afternoon.
On the top of the mountain, there is a towering tree with twisted roots, standing tall and unyielding.
Like an immortal who has attained the Tao, he looks up and down at the sky and the earth, and all the other mountains seem small.
Just as Song Tiaotiao reached the top, Jin Zhenjiao called forward with a smile, "Tiaotiao, do you see this tree? Ancient trees like this one embody the spirit of all things. Perhaps a god is currently being nurtured within them. Do you want to make a wish with me?"
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao laughed helplessly.
But seeing that Jin Zhenjiao was lobbying everyone with great interest, he followed her arrangement, stood side by side with Gu Chengjue under the tree, closed his eyes lightly, and clasped his hands together.
Wish? What should I wish for this time?
When conditions permit, Song Tiaotiao always acts on her own ideas, so she rarely harbors any wishes in her heart.
Now, having the chance to make a wish again, Song Tiaotiao thought about it over and over again, and decided to be greedy for once and turn all her thoughts into wishes.
I think if there are gods who are willing to listen to the wishes of the world, they will not think that the wishes of the world are too complicated.
So, Song Tiaotiao had made this wish in her heart for a long time.
It was about my mother and brother, about my small family and the food shop. Later, this wish became as broad as the sea.
May lovers finally get married, may those who care about each other not be disappointed, may the world be peaceful... Finally, she felt the light breathing of the people around her and gave the people around her the destination of her wishes.
May all the wishes in his heart come true.
The moment she opened her eyes, Song Tiaotiao's gaze unconsciously turned to the person next to her.
Gu Chengjue still maintains the same appearance as when he made the wish.
It was like an immortal being touched on the head by an immortal. Because of the piety emanating from within, he had a sense of sacredness that transcended the world.
Song Tiaotiao was staring blankly, but Gu Chengjue beside her had slowly opened his eyes.
The next moment, their eyes met. Gu Chengjue stared at Song Tiaotiao's unblinking eyes, his mind taken aback.
After a moment, he lowered his eyes and smiled: "Tiaotiao, I hope your wish comes true."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao's slightly embarrassed expression turned into a bright smile: "You will definitely get what you want."
Seeing this, Gu Chengjue's eyes flickered slightly, and he said slowly: "Tiaotiao... My wish is to hear you call me Chengjue. Will it come true?"
Song Tiao Tiao was stunned when she heard this. After a moment, when she realized Gu Chengjue's little thoughts, she shook her head and chuckled, "Gu Chengjue, the wish will not come true if you say it out loud..." Having said this, Song Tiao Tiao deliberately paused.
Seeing the disappointment in Gu Chengjue's eyes, she curved her almond-shaped eyes at the right moment, "But who told you that your wish is related to me? Seeing that you are so pious, I have no choice but to fulfill your wish."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Gu Chengjue's eyes slightly raised, and his tone became more and more cheerful with interest: "Chengjue, is one time enough? I can call you a second time..."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's eyes lit up with a smile.
He thought for a moment, then gently asked what he wanted: "Tiaotiao, what if I want you to call me Chengjue all the time?"
Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered, and she was still undecided whether to speak.
The clear voice in my ear came again: "Can you promise me? My little Bodhisattva...?"
This time, Gu Chengjue's usually straightforward tone had a rare upturned ending.
That's exactly what happened, but it had a certain inexplicable catchiness to it.
Like the hook on a cat's claw, it gently brushed against Song Tiaotiao's heart, making its stress-like erection even more brisk.
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao hid the confusion in her eyes, shook her head and sighed, "Forget it, forget it. Who told me to want you to get what you want?"
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Through the eyes of a giant tree, Song Tiaotiao looks at the world.
The vast frontier now seems like just a drop in the ocean.
The ever-flowing Songbai River is like a colorful silk thread that runs through it all.
But if you look further away, the basin of Songbai River is like the roots of a plant, visible to the naked eye, winding into a stream that can only be seen if you look closely.
As the view moves further forward, some river basins have even begun to dry up, with no trace of flowing water any more.
It was obvious that Song Tiaotiao was not the only one who noticed this situation.
In the past, during the spring harvest, although the glaciers had not completely melted, the visible rivers, although low-lying, were not dry.
Most of the people in the team are villagers who make a living from agriculture.
A big part of the reason they went to pick the crops in spring was to pray for rain to moisten the fields.
Since the end of winter, according to previous years, Songbai Village should have seen rain, but after nearly half a month, there has been no heavy rain.
Recently, many parties have come to the village to collect grain.
Now, considering all the signs, they were unwilling to believe it, but they couldn't help but recall a word that terrified them - drought.
Although Songbai Village is the source of the Songbai River and still has the ability to recover, if the disaster is serious and prevention and control are not appropriate, insect pests and epidemics will follow.
Thinking of this, Song Tiaotiao frowned.
There is no mention of Gu Chengjue in the book, and there is no record of him suffering from drought.
But then she thought again that during this period of time in the book, Gu Chengjue had been ambushed and taken away by a nobleman to recuperate elsewhere, so there was no mention of what happened in Songbai Village.
Song Tiaotiao looked at the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, but in her heart she was calling on the system, looking for various disaster prevention measures, and purchasing drought-resistant vegetables.
This kind of natural disaster is unlikely to be affected by the butterfly effect. If it really happens, Songbai Village and its surrounding areas, and even larger disaster-stricken areas, will have to face this situation.
Although we don’t know the extent of the disaster, now that things have come to this, we must take precautions before it happens.
In the atmosphere of anxiety, the spring picking trip, which was originally given beautiful expectations, came to an end quietly.
The next day, Gu Chengjue said goodbye to Song Tiaotiao again.
Song Tiaotiao finally successfully redeemed the long-awaited space with the system's prompt.
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