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The clothes Lei Zu wove fit very well, making Kun look even more heroic than the ones he found in the warehouse.Qiu sat cross-legged on the side, looking up and down at the boy's gradually materialized body. A civet cat jumped on his shoulder and meowed in his ear. One person and one cat looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction.
Kun watched their interaction and thought it was very funny, but he also let them exchange ideas and lowered his head to arrange the clothes on his body.The texture of the clothes is silky, probably made of the silk mentioned in the book, and there are dark patterns on the cuffs.He turned the cuffs over and found that they were in the shape of clusters of fallen leaves.
He rubbed it, and the lines on the cuffs seemed to come alive, and the autumn leaves fell with the flow of the clouds.
"You have to cherish this dress, and you won't have Leizu's craftsmanship when you come to the world." Kun was still thinking about the pattern of the cuffs, but he was startled by Qiu's voice suddenly approaching.
Kun nodded obediently, turned his face to look at Qiu who was close at hand, and asked curiously: "Have you ever been to the world? What is the world like?"
Qiu was taken aback by his question, and just about to answer, she stopped talking again.He turned his back to Kun, and said calmly: "No matter how well I say it, it is also the world I have seen. You will know when you go."
When Kun heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.When he smiled, the cats who were leaning against him and playing together shouted together, as if they were putting on a show to help him laugh together.Regarding the civet's betrayal, Qiu stomped his feet angrily: "What are you laughing at? Don't laugh! Did you hear that?! You too, what's so funny?!"
"I'm sorry, I just feel like you're talking like an old man all of a sudden." Kun pressed his fist to his lips, trying to suppress his smile, but Qiu was blown away by his words, like a magnified cat , he couldn't help it, and laughed heartily.
It's a bit crazy, but it's surprisingly good-looking.Before Qiu could get angry, she was already blushing from her uncontrollable thoughts.He slumped back to the chair, glared at Kun angrily, and Kun had to come over to persuade him for a long time before giving up.
Now that he got Meng Po Tang, Qiu didn't restrict Kun's freedom too much. He could go in and out of the library at will, and occasionally he needed to help Qiu do some chores.In Kun's view, this is more or less a good thing. He got more time to communicate with Qiu, and those illusions of wandering and loneliness gradually diminished.
He can also understand that Qiu never directly answers questions about his past.After observing more, he will find that this may be a thorn in Qiu's heart, and he cannot touch it, otherwise he will be in pain.
Everyone has some untouchable stories more or less, and that's okay.At least he sensed that Qiu was a very important person to him, and this importance must include his past life and the past life of his past life.If it is an important person, then as long as Qiu is happy, Qiufeng will give the rest.
Qiu's hair grew fast, and after being cut by the civet cat, it was put into another box.This time, Qiu asked Kun to go to Deer God and exchange his long hair for a bag of crabapple flowers.
Although this is a custom, Qiu insists on crossing the sea of clouds with Kun uneasy.This is the first time that Kun has left the building, he is dizzy by the vast sea of clouds and the occasional galloping horses on the sea, and even Qiu's advice from the side is deaf to him.Seeing his surprised and excited appearance, Qiu couldn't help but sighed while holding his forehead, and could only turn around to speak to the group of civets who had come and gone hundreds of times.
After reaching the shore, Kun got off the boat with the civet, looked around, and his eyes were naturally attracted by the majestic Pixiu stone statue.Just as Qiu was about to remind him helplessly, a gust of wind suddenly rose over there, and the raindrops fell with it.One of the civets jumped out of the body of the "waiter", turned into a coir raincoat in mid-air, and firmly covered the box.Several other "waiters" took out their umbrellas from their arms, each holding one and walked slowly in the rain.
Kun did not follow, standing in the rain as if possessed.He didn't have an umbrella, or he didn't want to open an umbrella at all. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the cold rain, and the raindrops just fell on him, kissing his cheeks along the sideburns.
"What are you doing?!" Sitting on the boat, Qiu yelled at him angrily.
Kun turned his head to look at Qiu, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and he murmured, "It's raining..."
"Of course I know it's raining!" Qiu replied eagerly, grabbed the umbrella handed to her by three hands and jumped off the boat.He held the umbrella and ran to Kun's side, put the umbrella into Kun's hand, and scolded him anxiously: "If you didn't have an umbrella, you wouldn't run back to get it? You just stood there stupidly! You're all soaked!"
Kun held the umbrella Qiu gave him, looked down at Qiu with an angry and distressed expression, and frantically wiped off the raindrops on his clothes.He was suddenly emotional, and the impulse he didn't know came from made him grab Qiu's hand tightly.Qiu was taken aback by him, and looked at him suspiciously with a frown.
Kun also felt that he was really abrupt, and after the momentary impulse subsided, the atmosphere was a little awkward.He let go of his hand and said, "Don't get your clothes wet too..."
Qiu shrugged indifferently: "Don't be in a daze all the time, be smart, or you won't go out next time."
While they were talking, the rain had stopped. Qiu stood under the umbrella and looked outside, complaining in a low voice: "This weather is really mysterious." After thinking for a while, he took out a walnut from his pocket. , and handed it to Kun, "I won't wait for you here anymore. After you finish your work, come back and ring the bell, and the third hand will come to pick you up."
After finishing speaking, he rushed out from under the umbrella, jumped onto the boat in three steps at a time, and waved to Kun.Kun put away the umbrella and waved goodbye to him.He clenched the walnut that was still warm, and looked up at the sky again.
Before he had time to tell Qiu, he didn't want to open an umbrella. For some reason, he was nostalgic for the wind and rain.