Chapter 003 The tenderness of longing "Huh..." After receiving the food box, Lingjiu sighed, slowly opened it, slowly pinched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and slowly put it into his mouth to eat. His whole body was so soft that he seemed to have no bones. Looking up at the starry sky and fireflies, she sighed like an 80-year-old: "Life is so lonely as snow." If she had known that this place would show such a breathtaking scenery at night, she should have overslept long ago. "Pfft." An inappropriate voice sounded. The young man in front of him in a slender white robe, who looked like a mask that could be blown away by a gust of wind, covered his stomach with one hand, "Ha, hahahaha!" I don't know if he has never laughed like this before. His shoulders shook so much from laughing that he bent down and squatted on the ground, as if he could roll on the floor with laughter if he didn't make a mistake. "..." Lingjiu's face was expressionless. This guy is sick! "Little sister." The gentle voice of the masked boy, with his bright smile, made the night warm. "What's your name?" Ignore it and continue to ignore it. If it were the past, Lingjiu would definitely choose to leave without seeing. But today's night scene was so beautiful, beyond her imagination. It was much more real and natural than the computer technology shown in the movie. Especially the young man's voice, that kind of quiet and quiet like the river water reflecting the sparkling waves under the moonlight in front of you, flowing slowly and non-aggressively, flowing from the ears into people's hearts, making people unconsciously calm and peaceful. She... longed for all things warm and tender, unable to resist, yet afraid of getting too close. As long as this is the case, the greedy and selfish can enjoy the tenderness of the young man for a while, and then it will be fine. The boy who didn't get a response was silent. Lingjiu suppressed the desire to sit up and see if he was gone. Suddenly she felt a strange noise beside her, and out of the corner of her eye she saw a young man sitting on the grass next to her, looking up at something. Looking from bottom to top, Lingjiu saw the young man's Adam's apple, which was not yet obvious, and his neck, which was as white as melting skin. Everything gave people a fragile, ethereal, and unreal illusion of beauty that could suddenly disappear at any time. "I caught you." Suddenly, the young man's voice sounded with a hint of narrowness, "You were peeking at me." "..." One misstep will create eternal hatred! The young man still sat motionless, without any offensive pressure. A gentle and quiet voice slowly sounded, "Why are you ignoring me?" Lingjiu's face was sullen, her eyes pretending to look at the scenery, but she didn't know that her pupils had already printed the young man's figure, a clear reflection. "..." With a sigh, the boy took off his coat and covered the girl's body. His hand touched the girl's hair hesitantly and eagerly, the gentle touch almost imperceptible. Lingjiu didn't know why, but he felt that at this moment, the face behind the mask must be smiling, a smile so gentle that it could make people cry. "Go back early. This place is so beautiful every night. We can come and see it in the future." Lingjiu clenched her hands, her body and face were tense, and her confusion was revealed deep in her eyes. She desires and is afraid of all warmth and tenderness. Too pure and pious tenderness will make her stupid, as if she has a social disorder and does not know how to react and respond. The young man's figure gradually moved away and was hidden in the forest. "Lingjiu, my name is Lingjiu." She said in a low voice without seeing the boy's figure at all. After finishing speaking, he lowered his gaze sadly and saw the snow-white coat on his body, and... a piano that had not disappeared. Looking at the clothes on his body, Lingjiu wondered whether they had been burned or lost. There is a layer of bad luck on it, and if left around people for a long time, it will bring bad luck to them. After some careful consideration, Lingjiu took out a yellow talisman, lit it with red fire, and threw it towards Bai Yi. The dark green bad luck could only be seen by Lingjiu, and it dissipated bit by bit under the burning of the red fire. In the end, the white clothes were undamaged, exuding a sense of popularity. "How could it be!" Lingjiu looked around in his white clothes in shock, making sure that he felt the popularity was correct. This is a piece of clothing in the human world, not an imaginary thing where bad luck condenses. Demons and ghosts will not ask for trouble by wearing people's clothes. The yang energy contained in mortal objects will cause harm to them. "Is he a human?" Lingjiu looked embarrassed. If the other party is a person, then her self-deception and ignorance are nothing in the eyes of the other party! Isn’t it embarrassing to be thrown into grandma’s house? The otaku's true nature has been exposed! You can't blame her. The boy's whole body is full of evil spirits, and his clothes are different from ordinary people. For someone like her who can see ghosts as clearly as ordinary people, it's not surprising that he sees them wrong, right? In modern times, if you become a senior otaku, such mistakes rarely happen. Lingjiu tightened her grip on Bai Yi and sat there for a while, then suddenly came to her senses and said, "Ah, if you don't go back, you will be remembered." He got up and walked halfway, then stopped again. "..." He pursed his lips and stared at Qin by the river. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked over. He threw another ball of talisman fire on it and burned away the bad luck on it. Then he wrapped Qin in white clothes and placed it in the hole of the huge tree where it was originally lying. In this way, there is no need to worry about the early morning tide being heavy or the rain damaging the piano. "...can't I find it?" Before leaving, Lingjiu became worried again. He took out a wooden nail and carved the sign '↓╮(▔▽▔)╭↓' on the tree trunk before taking back the wooden nail with satisfaction. Suddenly he looked towards the river, his eyes unwavering, "If you dare to bring bad luck to me again... I'll send you a free cremation, dear." [嘤嘤嘤嘤] A group of low-level ghosts among the fireflies who couldn't even speak dispersed in a hurry. Humph, she just vented her anger. If it weren't for the fact that the man and his body were covered in the bad luck of ghosts and spirits, and there were so many 'spirits' surrounding him, how could she admit her mistake. Lingjiu carried the food box with an expressionless face and walked back. Because she disappeared and returned late once, Lingjiu was detained by Grandma Xin for five days. It had been seven days since she went to the forest river again. It’s hot in summer, just after noon