Chapter 16 Love, Love Root

Fireflies are not afraid of people. Qiu Yao caught a lot of them with interest, wrapped them all in the square material, and made a green plum-sized firefly bag. The four corners of the top were rubbed together. Qiu Yao casually took off the blue hairband of the hair and tied it tightly. The finished product was a little

Like the shumai that just came out of the cage.

"It's done~" Qiu Yao looked at her work with satisfaction, and her long waist-length hair was blown a little messy by the wind and didn't care.

"Qiu Yao picked up the extra thread and smiled at Song Yu, "Does it look like a small lantern?"

"like." As if infected by her cheerful mood, there was an imperceptible smile in Song Yu's dark eyes. The fluorescence of the small lantern was reflected on the fresh little face, like a pool of water stirred by branches.

"Actually, I think it's more like a shumai~" Qiu Yao held the shumai and looked up at the vast Tianhe. "Tonight's fireflies ran to the sky to point out to the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and it took a long time to catch it." If the ancient man who read at night is this

A small lightworm lamp is estimated to become myopia in less than half a month.

Song Yu's eyes fell on her head, remembering the Cowherd and Weaver Girl she had said before, and whispered, "There are trees in the south, you can't stop thinking about it. Han has a wandering girl, which is unthinkable. The Han Dynasty is so vast that you can't swim and think about it. The river is forever, you can't think about it."

The woman's face is good but tacit. The man looks at the other side and sighs melancholy. A series of things are full of deepness and helplessness.

"If the two love last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?" Qiu Yao turned her head and gave Song Yu a bright smile. She has never felt that the love of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is miserable. A little farewell is better than a new marriage, and the distance is beautiful.

Qiu Yao said a word and then turned her head again. Naturally, she didn't see the light in Song Yu's eyes that bloomed far more than the stars, like fireworks in an instant.

"If the two love each other for a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening..." Qiu Yao heard the people behind her repeat her words in a low voice, and there was always a subtle emotion in her heart. She didn't know if she was nervous. She always felt that she was between herself and the people behind her.

This is a strange feeling.

Neither of them spoke anymore. On a midsummer night, the sound of frogs and insects gathered into a heavenly sound. Qiu Yao tiptoed up and wanted to hang the lamp on the grape rack, but she couldn't reach it. There were almost unheard footsteps behind her. Qiu Yao suddenly held her breath, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Song Yu didn't touch her hand again this time. Qiu Yao let go of her hand while he pinched the end of the hairband. Their movements were full of tacit understanding.

"Have the King of Chu left?" Previously, when he was made trouble by those Qin people, the whole city knew that the king of Chu was staying at Song Yu's house.

Song Yu answered faintly and flexibly tied the firefly lamp to the wooden frame with his fingers. Qiu Yao's defense in the teahouse had already spread all over the city. When he heard the news, he felt in his heart that in addition to being happy, it was more complicated and dark.

"Thank you." Song Yu added that there was no emotion in her tone.

Qiu Yao raised a faint smile, "It should be, people may be embarrassed, and their hearts are flawless."

...... Is there any mistake? What does it mean to be? Should I defend him or contribute to Chu? What's the name of what she said!!!

"I mean, as a citizen of the State of Chu, I should be like this." Qiu Yao added a sentence without silver here. The strange tone of Yin and Yang made her eager to get into the cracks in the ground." It's getting late. It's time for me to go back. It's immoral to eavesdrop on the whispers of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl

behavior."

Once people are cheeky, they can say any bad excuse.

Song Yu still answered unwarmly, turned to get the sword on the table, and then walked to the door of the courtyard. Qiu Yao followed him slowly. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Song Yu seemed to be deliberately escorting herself home.

Out of the door, Qiu Yao suddenly stopped and looked back at Song Yu, who stood at the door with a sword.

"Did my family come to see me before?"

Song Yu quietly stared at her face and nodded.

So that's it! No wonder Song Yu was ready to go out when she just arrived at the door instead of waiting for her to close the door. When the Xie family came to look for someone, he must know that she was alone. At first, he thought that she had come to him to fulfill his previous promise, so he closed the door and waited.

Wait for her arrival. However, as time went by, Qiu Yao still disappeared. He couldn't help but think of the fact that she exposed the Qin people. He was afraid that she would be persecuted by the remnants of the Qin people, so he took the sword and prepared to go out to find her. Unexpectedly, she appeared in his house safely.

In front of the door.

The moment she saw her, Song Yu was relieved.

"Thank you." Qiu Yao returned these two words to Song Yu, and then turned around and walked to Xie's house without looking back.

Song Yu stood in the middle of the path and watched the petite figure gradually move away from her sight, but her hand holding the sword did not relax at all. It was not until she hurried into the door of the house that she turned around and walked back.

This night, Qiu Yao was punished to kneel in the ancestral temple all night and thought about it, and was strengthened by Master Xie's family law. The pain on her back made her eyes look like countless fireflies flying in front of her eyes.

"......"

"What are the words written on the stones on the backs of those fireflies?"

"What fireflies, those are love species."