don't go near that tree

Chapter 22

Wu Chun and Xu Shiyao hugged for a long time, and the other party was so strong that Wu Chun felt a slight numbness in his waist.

Even so, Xu Shiyao still had no intention of letting go.

They didn't really spend much time together, and now it's completely dark. Although the hug feels good, Wu Chun has too many things to say to Xu Shiyao at this time.

"Xu Shiyao?" Wu Chun said cautiously, "That... shall we hug later? I want to talk to you now."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Chun's feet left the ground again, and after a while, Wu Chun sat on the pine branch.

It was no surprise to Wu Chun who was used to this operation for a long time. As soon as he sat on the pine branch, Wu Chun couldn't wait to grab Xu Shiyao's arm.

"Xu Shiyao, have you seen everything that happened today?"

Xu Shiyao nodded.

"That Du Zhengde is a lunatic, a tree can make him crazy like that, but if he comes again in the future, he will probably be driven out by the people in this village with a hoe."

When Wu Chun thought of this scene in his mind, he couldn't help laughing.

For Du Zhengde's fate, he was really relieved.

"However, Xu Shiyao, don't take it to heart when you see the person you guard treat you like this."

As soon as Wu Chun was mentioned, he felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do. At this moment, he could only comfort Xu Shiyao, telling him not to be sad because of this matter, it was not worth it.

But thinking about it in another way, Wu Chun felt that if he was treated like this, he would have left this stall and left.

Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs, giving silently and only reaping abuse, and no one will be angry if you change it.

It's just that those who don't know are innocent...

Wu Chun sighed slowly, and after thinking for a while, he said mockingly, "Sometimes I hate them for being selfish, but sometimes I also respect their selfless dedication."

"them?"

Wu Chun looked at the puzzlement in Xu Shi's dazzling eyes, pouted his mouth, folded his arms around his chest, and hid a murderous look in his eyes, like an irritated little rabbit.

"Human! Tell me why there is such a big gap between people!" Wu Chun said angrily.

"I didn't take it to heart."

Hearing what he said, Wu Chun was really relieved. Just as he was about to find another topic to brighten up the atmosphere, he heard Xu Shiyao say, "Don't be angry either."

Wu Chun looked up at him, and met Xu Shiyao's tender eyes.

Wu Chun froze there for a moment, and then felt his hair was rubbed.

Wu Chun blushed, and a heat wave swept across his body in an instant. Even if he sat beside Xu Shiyao, it was useless. Wu Chun hurriedly turned his eyes away, and rubbed the corners of his clothes with both hands in a panic.

Really worthless!

Wu Chun scolded himself in his heart, obviously he had hugged Xu Shiyao so many times before, so why did Xu Shiyao touch his head this time?

Compared to Wu Chun, Xu Shiyao is much calmer, but when Wu Chun looked at him just now, Xu Shiyao felt cute and wanted to reach out and touch Wu Chun's hair. It seems that the other party doesn't like it very much.

"sorry."

Xu Shiyao's first thought was that he had done something wrong. Xu Shiyao wrote down everything Wu Chun did during this period. When I saw about Wu Chun, the string of words seemed to have life, warmth and even emotion.

Every time it was the first time we met, but just seeing each other, all the strangeness in my heart disappeared.

Xu Shiyao also couldn't explain what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart at this moment. He had never felt this kind of feeling in the past five years, as if a warm current had been injected into his cold body.

Here Wu Chun was even more confused by his apology.

so weird...

The atmosphere between him and Xu Shiyao was too weird.

"That... my grandfather said that, do you remember?" Wu Chun hurriedly found a topic.

As soon as Wu Chun finished speaking, his eyes lit up, and a piece of tree bark appeared in front of him, with only one sentence written on it - I am a ghost, and people are afraid of ghosts.

"Before, I was thinking about the circumstances under which I wrote this sentence. Now it seems that it should be inspired by your grandfather. They used to regard me as a ghost, but now they regard me as a god, as if I What it is is up to them to decide."

People in the world are afraid of ghosts and respect gods. Now it seems that ghosts and gods are just them exuding inner fear and seeking inner comfort to give an identity to a person in their cognition.

Those who offer silently are gods, and those who do all kinds of evil are ghosts.

It's just that in the black and white world, how many wronged ghosts are there, and how many wrongly sealed gods are there.

Wu Chun stared at the piece of bark, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and tugged at Xu Shiyao's sleeve.

"Whoever said that they have the final say, you are neither a god nor a ghost."

"Then what am I?"

The corner of Wu Chun's mouth raised slightly, and he responded word by word with a smile, "You are Xu Shiyao!"

……

After chatting for a while, Wu Chun hurriedly urged Xu Shiyao to take out the other bark.

"Too many things happened today, you have to remember well."

Xu Shiyao responded, and then several pieces of bark appeared in front of them at the same time, emitting a pale green light as usual.

What surprised Wu Chun was that there was only a simplified outline of a female face on one of the barks.

Wu Chun vaguely had an answer in his heart, but before he could ask it out, the outline became more delicate under Xu Shiyao's deepening, and the moment he wrote it, it just confirmed the answer in Wu Chun's heart.

The person in the painting is Xu Shiyao's mother.

Wu Chun turned sideways, and saw Xu Shiyao's tender eyes.

It must have taken the other party two days to completely describe the entire face.

"Xu Shiyao."

Wu Chun yelled in a low voice, and his body also moved slightly beside Xu Shiyao. After a while, he and Xu Shiyao were tightly pressed together. Wu Chun intended to reach out his hand to block Xu Shiyao's shoulders. Anyone who was taller than him and had wider shoulders than him , Wu Chun needed to raise his shoulders very high to barely complete this action.

"Mom is beautiful." Wu Chun said with a smile, "Your painter is really good."

"Well, it's beautiful."

Xu Shiyao's eyes followed his mother's, or in other words, he had his own unique advantages based on his mother's.

Wu Chun knew Xu Shiyao's intentions without even asking.

I can come every day, and Xu Shiyao will always have a three-dimensional image in his understanding.

As for his mother, if he didn't write it down, there might only be two words with a little warmth.But from this moment on, to Xu Shiyao, mother is no longer a simple word, but a clear face.

"Do you want me to make a family photo for you, including your father?" Wu Chun asked.

Xu Shiyao didn't speak.

But from the eager look in Wu Chun's eyes when the other party turned his head, Wu Chun knew that the other party wanted it.

"Wait, I'll get you a photo of your father tomorrow. When your father comes in the future, I'll definitely bring him to see you." Wu Chun patted Xu Shiyao on the shoulder and said.

This posture made Wu Chun's arms a little numb, and there was still a certain difference between him and Xu Shiyao's figure. Xu Shiyao did not feel inconsistent with this movement, and he seemed weird.

Wu Chun withdrew his arm, and just after a few soft movements, he felt his shoulders sinking. When he turned his head, Xu Shiyao's white hand was resting on his shoulder. When he turned his head slightly, the back of his hand would slide across Wu Chun's chin. It was as if an electric current passed through Wu Chun's body instantly.

Wu Chun turned his head to look at Xu Shiyao, but he didn't catch any sexy ups and downs on the other's face.

But at this moment, his earlobes were slightly red.

"That..." Wu Chun's mind turned quickly, trying to break the somewhat indescribable atmosphere, "That...you are such a good painter, why don't you draw one for me?"

Wu Chun just said casually, wanting to change the atmosphere between the two, but he didn't expect that a piece of tree bark appeared in the middle of him at the moment he finished speaking.

There are more than a dozen of themselves painted on it.

Growing vegetables myself...

Standing against a tree with Erlang's legs up...

When I was angry, I pouted and akimbo...

Even crying myself...

Wu Chun stared blankly.

What is this operation?

"That...you..." Wu Chun pointed to the tree bark in front of him, and after talking for a long time, he still couldn't say a complete sentence. He wanted to ask Xu Shiyao why he painted these things. .

"I found that you are different every day."

It was as if a bomb had exploded in Wu Chun's brain at this moment, as if he wanted to change what Wu Chun thought was the weird atmosphere between him and Xu Shiyao, but now the atmosphere is even weirder.

Wu Chun's whole body seemed to be crawled by bugs, it was numb and itchy.

Now Wu Chun was completely speechless, he looked at himself in the painting, every form was lifelike, Wu Chun felt a little shy for a while.

Wu Chun thought about asking Xu Shiyao to put away this piece of bark quickly. If he stared at it all night, he would die of shame, but before he could say anything, he found that Xu Shiyao had added a new piece of bark to the bark. content.

Moreover, while the other party was painting, his eyes kept rolling on his face.

Wu Chun couldn't help being stared at by the naked eyes. He wanted to interrupt, but he couldn't bear to see Xu Shiyao's extremely serious look. He could only endure the strange feeling brought to him by this atmosphere, and watched Xu Shiyao finished the painting.

The moment Wu Chun saw Xu Shiyao's handwriting, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even in the cool atmosphere, his back was sweating.

"Do you feel warm?"

Xu Shiyao's abrupt voice startled Wu Chun. Regarding this question, Wu Chun pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Not hot." Wu Chun said quickly.

"Why is there so much sweat on the forehead?" Xu Shiyao said, hiding the paintbrush in his hand, raised his head and touched Wu Chun's forehead, while the other hand was still on Wu Chun's shoulder.

The opponent's hand carefully touched his forehead, Wu Chun sat there stiffly, not daring to move.

Wu Chun suddenly remembered what this scene looked like now.

In the third year of high school, when Wu Chun was running on the playground at night, he saw the grade director catching a young couple. At that time, by the light of the grade director's flashlight, Wu Chun clearly saw a couple sitting at the end of the playground, and their posture at that time , similar to the postures of Wu Chun and Xu Shiyao at the moment.

After thinking of this, Wu Chun's earlobe's redness that had just dissipated rose up again, this time not only the earlobe, but also his cheeks began to turn slightly red again.

And at this moment, Wu Chun suddenly felt a chill on his forehead and shoulders, and the coolness swept across his whole body instantly.

The original temperature was just right, but now it is a little cold.

Goosebumps instantly appeared on Wu Chun's arms.

Co-authoring this guy really thinks he's hot?

"Xu Shiyao, I'm cold."

The hand touching Wu Chun's forehead froze for a moment, the coolness was instantly removed, the temperature returned to its original state again, and the goosebumps on Wu Chun's arms also slowly receded.

Wu Chun exhaled slowly, but in the next second he heard Xu Shiyao ask, "Wu Chun, are you sick?"

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Sorry for being late today!I'm a little busy these two days and I want to ask for two days off!

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