Chapter 273 Zhizhi, Kiss Me
The night is as black as ink.
The snow on the distant mountains, which had not yet completely melted, glowed faintly silver under the moonlight. The north courtyard, with the candles extinguished, was shrouded in a quiet ink-black atmosphere.
In a world where only moonlight is visible, the role of vision is no longer so crucial at this time, and the sound of footsteps on the ground sounds clearer and clearer.
Even if I closed my eyes and couldn't see anything, the sound of approaching footsteps hitting my eardrums became clearer and clearer.
Xu Yu's throat slid up and down silently.
Sangzhixia is gradually approaching.
Sang Zhixia walked over to Xu Yu with a smile and squatted down. Seeing that his eyes were closed very obediently, she slowly pulled out the hand hidden behind his back and said softly, "Okay, open your eyes."
"You are now..."
“Hmm!”
The moment Xu Yu opened his eyes, he didn't rush to see what the surprise was that Sang Zhixia was talking about. Instead, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed it forward, then lowered his eyes, opened his mouth and bit it hard.
Their lips and teeth met, and Sang Zhixia took a sharp breath. She patted Xu Yu's shoulder in annoyance and mumbled, "Why are you biting me?"
"Xu Yu, are you a puppy?!"
"You provoked me first."
Xu Yu held Sang Zhixia firmly, not letting her retreat. He nuzzled her forehead affectionately, then opened his mouth to hold the soft flesh on her cheek and murmured, "Zhizhi, you provoked me first."
"I……"
"Hey, hey, don't squeeze me!"
Sang Zhixia used both hands to press against Xu Yu's chest, preventing him from moving forward. With a determined heart, she pushed the approaching person back two steps down the stairs. She nervously lowered her head to check, "Is he okay?"
"Did you know that this is very fragile and really can't be squeezed?"
Xu Yu, who had been pushed away, took a deep breath. Amid Sang Zhixia's complaints, he turned his gaze slightly and saw clearly what Sang Zhixia was carefully protecting in his hand. His breathing couldn't help but stop silently.
It was a small lantern.
In other words, it is a lantern made from a hollowed-out duck egg shell.
The eggshell was placed in a mesh bag woven with red thread, and a small piece of candle was cut off and shone brightly inside the eggshell.
The flickering light of the candlelight shines through the surface of the eggshell. It lacks the brightness of ordinary candlelight, and adds a bit of vague tenderness to the blur.
At this moment when there was no light anywhere, Sang Zhixia walked out with the red line in her bag, as if she was holding a plucked star in her hand.
The light is not dazzling.
The smile is extremely gentle under the soft light.
Xu Yu's throat tightened and his eyes froze. Sang Zhixia checked it and confirmed it was intact. He breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, saying, "Do you know how much effort I put into making this little thing?"
"Three days!"
"Three whole days!"
In order to weave a bag that was just big enough to fit the eggshell, she fought with the silk thread in her hands for three whole days!
Sang Zhixia couldn't bear to recall the sadness of her knotted fingers over the past few days. She leaned closer and held the bag in front of Xu Yu's eyes, illuminating his features while softly saying, "Xu Yu, happy birthday."
Xu Wenxiu had been talking about it some time ago, and Xu Yu's 21st birthday was coming soon.
If it were in the past, not to mention the banquet, at least the necessary liveliness would be there, and the people who came to give gifts would form a long queue that stretched for who knows how long.
Last year, the family situation was really bad and no one cared about this.
It's a little better this year, but Xu Wenxiu still can't help but feel sad when she thinks about it.
Xu Wenxiu originally wanted to cook some dishes at home and set up a table to celebrate, but when Xu Yu found out, he said it was not necessary.
Nothing is necessary.
He doesn't take these things seriously and doesn't want his family to care too much.
But Sang Zhixia wanted to make him happy.
Sang Zhixia raised the eggshell lantern a little higher, and seeing the faint light freely falling on Xu Yu's eyebrows, she smiled and said, "Actually, it would be more beautiful to put fireflies in the eggshell, but who made you happen to be born in this season?"
There are no fireflies.
There was only a small candle.
Besides candles...
Sang Zhixia pulled out a small box hidden in her sleeve, placed it in Xu Yu's palm, and said, "I know you find it frivolous and don't like wearing unnecessary things, but I can't just fool you with an eggshell."
"See if you like it. If you don't like it, you can still..."
"Zhizhi."
"uh-huh?"
Xu Yu held Sang Zhixia's wrist tightly, his throbbing and trembling eyes seemed to want to drill deep into Sang Zhixia's heart.
Sang Zhixia felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, her eyes flickering: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I……"
"Kiss me, please?"
Xu Yu took the shining bag from her hand and gently put it behind him. He looked down at her and said softly, "Zhizhi, kiss me."
"But……"
"You never took the initiative."
Xu Yu's big hand gently slid across Sang Zhixia's lips, and the moment their foreheads touched, their breaths instantly blended into a scorching heat.
In this bewitching warmth, Xu Yu tried his best to soften his tone and coaxed, "Zhizhi, for a moment."
"Just for a moment, okay?"
Sang Zhixia's eyelashes trembled and she lowered her eyes. Xu Yu waited patiently with his eyes becoming increasingly darker.
Her breathing and heartbeat collided and fermented in the flowing gaze. Sang Zhixia seemed to be bewitched. She slowly raised her head and moved closer. A light and awkward kiss fell on the cool corner of Xu Yu's lips.
In just a moment, the fire in his heart spread and burst out, burning to the bottom of his eyes. Xu Yu could no longer control himself and reached out to pull the person into his arms.
The moonlight was high and sparse, and when Sang Zhixia was picked up, her eyes were filled with uncontrollable tears, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look at the eggshell lamp on the ground.
"this……"
"call."
Xu Yu held his breath and blew out the firecracker. Without waiting for Sang Zhixia to say anything more, he picked up the person and kicked open the closed door.
The door slammed shut, and in the dark and frenzied darkness, Sang Zhixia only managed to catch the last whisper: "My..."
"Zhizhi, you are mine..."
Xu Mingyang raised a mighty general in his backyard.
The mighty general is a big rooster with colorful tail feathers and a proud look.
When the rooster crows, it is often the time when Sangzhi Xia gets up early.
But today, without waiting for the mighty general to clear his throat and announce his speech passionately, he made eye contact with Xu Mingyang, who was temporarily pulled out of the room by Xu Yu.
Before dawn, the mighty general was pecking his feathers and Xu Mingyang was rubbing his eyes.
Xu Mingyang was still confused, his little face full of sleepiness and helplessness.
Xu Yu cruelly and coldly offered a choice: "Either take your mighty general out for a chicken walk now, or have stewed chicken tonight."
Xu Mingyang suddenly shuddered and his eyes widened: "Brother, what did my mighty general do wrong?!"
Why would we stew it for no reason?!
Xu Yu was so ruthless that he had no humanity at all. He crossed his arms and asked, "Do you want to go for a chicken walk or a stewed chicken?"
Xu Mingyang struggled for less than a second before decisively picking up his precious cock with both hands: "Brother, please show some mercy. I'm going to run away now!"
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