Lights on the other side

After summer, Sheng Wuxia changed into a slightly thinner dress, rolled up his sleeves, and cut a watermelon on a stake under a tree.

"It's really hot to death." Jiang Huai ran straight to the watermelon as soon as he came in.

"Wash your hands?"

"Huh? Ah, I forgot, okay, okay, brother, don't look at me, I'll go wash right away."

When Jiang Huai came back shaking his hands, he saw Sheng Wuxia sitting on the small chair next to him with a piece of melon.

"Brother, did you know that there is another flood in Jingzhou?"

"Yeah. I know."

The river in Jingzhou has nine twists and turns, and there are hidden dangers of floods every year. The imperial court has been managing it, but the imperial court has been busy fighting with King Duan for the past two years, so this matter has been delayed. However, it rained heavily this year some.

"This melon is so sweet."

"I bought it on the street yesterday."

"By the way, brother, accompany me to the street to buy a summer mat later."

"it is good."

The two sat under the tree, avoiding the sun, ate a whole melon, and then went to the street and went to a few small shops to look at the mats.

Jiang Huai patted it casually and said, "That's it."

Sheng Wuxia reached out and touched it, and said, "Will this be a little hard?"

"Then this one?"

"Will it be too cold?"

"Senior brother, you..."

"Ok?"

"It's so sweet."

Sheng Wuxia was still picking and choosing, meticulous, looking at the softness and hardness, the texture, the texture, and the workmanship.

Jiang Huai felt that his senior brother was too meticulous, and he didn't have to worry about anything if he was meticulous.The scent from the steamed stuffed bun shop next to him whetted his appetite.He couldn't bear it any longer, walked into a small shop selling mats, took out one, and said, "Senior brother, how about this?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Sheng Wuxia frowned and covered his hands.

"What... what's wrong?"

Jiang Huai walked over quickly, opened Sheng Wuxia's hand and saw that there was a big gash on the palm of his hand, and blood kept coming out.

Jiang Huai was frightened for a moment, and said, "How did you do it?"

Sheng Wuxia motioned him to look aside.

It turned out that the edge of the mat he had just pulled away hadn't been finished yet, it was still some sharp bamboo slices, he caught off guard and scratched Sheng Wuxia's hand just now.

"It hurts...does it hurt?"

Sheng Wuxia stretched his eyebrows, and said slowly, "It's okay."

The two of them didn't buy bamboo mats or steamed buns, so they went directly to the nearby medical center.An old doctor with a sense of demeanor gave Sheng Wuxia some medicine and bandaged the wound.

"Remember to change the medicine, and don't touch the water."

"Ah."

On the way back, Sheng Wuxia turned back and bought mats and buns for Jiang Huai, which made Jiang Huai very guilty.

"Fortunately, brother injured his left hand, otherwise he wouldn't be able to use the sword."

"Well, it's actually fine."

It doesn't matter which hand is injured, when his mother swung a sword, she didn't restrain her strength, and when his hand hurt from the shock, he dropped the sword and cried.After coaxing him, his mother felt that something was wrong, so she had to educate him again, telling him: "If you really encounter an enemy, no matter how serious the injury is, you can't put down the sword in your hand."

Even though outsiders see his mother as a female sword god who is always as hard as ice and snow, she is actually a very gentle person in her bones.

Thinking of Wan Liushuang, Sheng Wuxia couldn't calm down. To this day, he still broods over his mother's death, especially after seeing what happened in Liuyun Mirror.

The pain in the palm of his hand came, and he suddenly woke up. Now is not the time.

Reason gradually gained the upper hand, he turned his head and patted Jiang Huai's shoulder, who was still guilty, to show comfort, and at the same time suppressed the growing emotions in his heart.

Recently, the situation has become a little bit fast. Because of the flood in Jingzhou, the troops on both sides there don't want to fight anymore. After all, they are all human beings. It is uncomfortable to see the people suffer. After a few conscientious generals discussed it, they stopped the war first.

Once there was a truce here, there was no desire to fight over there. This time, it was almost a complete truce, which also eased the situation in the Northwest to a certain extent.

Sheng Wuxia stood in the yard holding the tub, a little dazed.The doctor said not to touch the water with your hands, so what about washing your hair?

He sighed, put down the tub, and reached out to untangle his hair.Before he could touch the strap, a hand reached out from behind him and touched his hair.

"Let me do it."

A faint voice sounded, Sheng Wuxia hurriedly turned around, and saw Jiang Kujiu's face as calm as water.

"No, no need."

"Didn't your hand hurt?"

"Yes, but..."

Sheng Wuxia didn't think about how to refuse for a while, but Jiang Kujiu stretched out his hand and gently pulled his hairband, and his hair immediately fell down.

"..."

Sheng Wuxia was taken aback by Jiang Kujiu's move, and Jiang Kujiu was a little at a loss as he held the hairband.

In order to alleviate this delicate atmosphere, Sheng Wuxia bowed her head slightly in resignation, and said, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

Jiang Bitter quickly regained his composure and rolled up his sleeves.The water temperature was just right, Sheng Wuxia bent down and soaked his hair in the water, poured the saponin water with ginger bitter wine, and then gently rubbed his hair.

The smell of soap locust smelled like a natural fragrance, permeating around the two of them, the sunlight softened, and a long silhouette was drawn under their feet.

Sheng Wuxia's originally tense mood slowly relaxed. He could feel Dao Jiang Bitter's hand caressing his hair, washing it carefully from top to bottom, which was very comfortable.

Ginger bitter wine put the chopped hibiscus leaves in the clear water in the basin, then scooped up the water with his hands, and poured it on Sheng Wuxia's head.The water flows through the fingertips, warm and astringent.

Except for the sound of water, the surrounding area is quiet, with the occasional sound of wind stirring the leaves.

After washing, Ginger Bitters dried him with a towel, very gently.

"All right."

"Thank you."

The two sat under the shade of the tree, Sheng Wuxia's long hair hung naturally on his shoulders, waiting to be dried.

The afternoon sun is not scorching, it falls on the shoulders, but it also has a certain temperature.

He has gotten along with Jiang Kujiu in the past few months, although he has not reached the point of being a friend, he still has a certain understanding.On weekdays, the two of them were limited to talking about business affairs, but Sheng Wuxia had a certain affection for Jiang Kujiu in his heart, because Jiang Kujiu didn't talk much, was efficient in handling things, and didn't like to take credit.He felt that if it wasn't for the appearance, the presence of ginger bitter wine would be very low.

"I came to you this time to tell you that I have to leave tomorrow."

"Can't we go back to heaven?"

"Ah."

Sheng Wuxia thought of this, now that the situation is not so tense, Jiang Bitter Wine will naturally go back, it's just a matter of time.

"Then I'll send you off tomorrow."

"No need."

If Jiang Bitterjiu refused, it would be a true refusal, and Sheng Wuxia didn't force it anymore.The two of them didn't speak any more, they stayed quietly for a while, and then Jiang Kujiu got up and left.

Sheng Wuxia looked at his white back, his face calmed down.Jiang Kujiu is from Luo Lianzhao's side, and Luo Lianzhao is his mother-killing enemy. When we meet again, we don't know if it's an enemy or a friend.

He looked down at the dry hair, picked up the hair tie from the side, and tied it up again.

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I forgot to post it yesterday, I will add it today