Chapter 195 Chapter 33: The Demon of Time

His mood at that time was also the same as that of opening the door for a woman just now, complicated and excited, so that the trembling key couldn't find the keyhole no matter what. The tightly clenched fist suddenly weakened like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle, and fell on the girl's body like a puddle of mud, and her breath suddenly became much calmer. The girl below bit her lip with her white teeth, and the selection woman licked the salty taste on her lips.He put his hands on the bent weeds, leaned over to look at the girl, and saw that the girl's expression was as if she had eaten Coptis chinensis, annoyed and uncomfortable.

"I, I, I..." He raised a sore hand from holding it for too long, and explained with an embarrassed expression, "I'm too, too..." He felt a certain muscle on his face Twitching so hard that he couldn't hide his expression.It was this twitching muscle that made him give up the courage to explain.His hands were held in mid-air, unable to let go. "Slap!" A loud slap made the moon tremble a little.In fact, the moon will not tremble because of this slap, it is Xuanpo's eyes that tremble, and Xuanpo's head trembles. The girl pushed hard with both hands, knocking the chosen woman to the ground, got up and hugged her clothes, and ran away crying without bothering to button up her jacket.Under the quiet moonlight, Xuan Po was left sitting alone among the weeds, leaving a hot feeling on her face.Xuan Po lowered her head, staring blankly at the overgrown ground, as silent as a plant.Plants still rustle when the evening wind blows in the distance, but Xuan Po is more silent than plants.

I don't know how long he has been silent like this, but the first cock crowing in the village came from a dark place.Xuan Po looked up at the moon in the sky.The laurel tree is clearer at this time than at any other time. Xuan Po thought, it's strange to say, according to reason, the water flows to the lower place, but why didn't the tears come out when I lowered my head, but my eyes were dim when I raised my head?At this moment, his heart was clenched tightly like a fist earlier, and it was painful.He thought, the laurel tree on the moon is himself, Wu Gang's ax cuts on his heart every time, the pain is so painful that it will take his life.

When only Venus was left in the sky, Xuan Po dragged her limp legs for two days and walked towards home. Not long after, that juicy girl got married, and the groom would naturally not be him.He stood at the head of the village, watching a bright red sedan chair pick up his beloved.Along the way, the gongs and drums were loud and lively, and everyone had a nice smile on their faces. From then on, Xuanpo fell in love with wine. The girl who married someone else would come to Changshan to visit her relatives every Chinese New Year.The election woman hides and hides, but it is still inevitable to bump into her.A village is only as big as a palm, so you can't see it when you look down.He found that the girl lacked the charm of a girl, and became more coquettish than a woman;

When meeting her face to face, she never looked directly at Xuan Po.After he walked over, there was a laugh covering his mouth from behind, and a seemingly intentional but unintentional sentence: "He can't do it!" Time is the greatest magician, as time slips through the fingers, this person has nothing to do with the original person, and they are like strangers. Sad people are often people who have not been changed by time, and people who have been changed by time will not feel the emotions of these sad people.Moreover, no one knows who will be changed by time next.But time has been changing all kinds of magic like a naughty child, grotesque, and vicissitudes.

The chosen wife is a person who has been forgotten by time, and is naturally an injured person.He still missed those watery eyes.Time forgot him, and he forgot time.Seven or eight years have slipped away without a sound, but his heart is still stationed in the same place, stationed in the quiet moonlight, stationed in the wild grassland, stationed in the dense woods .He didn't know, and he didn't want to know, that the moon would become full again when it was missing, the grass would turn yellow and turn green, and the leaves would fall and grow again. The moon is no longer what it used to be, the grass is no longer what it used to be, and the woods are no longer what they used to be.The moon, grass, and woods in his memories can only be hung on the wall like yellowed photos, hidden in the album.It couldn't appear in another night, it couldn't appear in his life again.

However, he regarded the woman he met that night as another beginning, as a chance to make amends given to him by God. "Why can't I do it?" Xuan Po shouted fiercely in her heart, "I can do it! I can do it! I want to prove that I can do it, not what she thinks!" "What's wrong with you? Like a wooden person?" Seeing that Xuan Po didn't move for a moment, the woman raised her hand and patted his demented face, her body still leaning against his chest.At this time, there were several crows chirping from the roof.Xuan Po woke up, as if she had had a long and tiring dream.The tiles on the roof rattled, probably because the crow spread its wings and flew elsewhere.The blue tiles are like fish scales, which are easy to slide when stacked one by one.

There is a small crack in the roof, which is the effect of crows pulling.The light from outside came in through this small slit, just hitting the woman's face. "Uh, you can sleep here. Me, me, I can use two benches in the main room as beds to sleep on." The lady-in-law wriggled her mouth and said cautiously.He is a person who likes to encourage himself in the fantasy world, and once he realizes that he is in real life, he immediately weakens. "Oh." When the woman heard Xuan Po's words, she immediately let go of her clinging arms, her tone and face showed a little disappointment and loneliness.Xuan Po's heart was also empty, he didn't know if what he said was right or not, and the woman's word "oh" echoed back and forth in his empty heart.

The woman stopped talking to him, as if she was a different person, but pretended to be excited and approached the bed, picked up the cold quilt, and said, "It's pretty clean, okay, I'll sleep on this bed tonight .Well, I'm going to get a good night's sleep." Xuan Po was about to step forward to help spread the quilt, but she was gently pushed by the woman with one hand. Although the strength was small, the meaning was clear-you go out.Xuan Po was stunned, but turned and left helplessly.The woman then closed the door, and the door creaked, as if saying goodbye to the election woman.

Just when the door was about to close, Xuan Po suddenly turned around and supported the closing door with both hands. "Hi." He said hesitantly to the woman.