How to be a mother to Shanyi

Chapter 52

My wife Shanyi felt that such a weird idea was really unreasonable.

How could he like a man?

Where can a man be as cute as a girl?Men don’t have a pleasant smell, they don’t have a soft and heart-warming chest, and men can’t become a “wife”... So there will be a moment when I think of myself in such a place, absolutely Is it because I can marry ■■, so I am so happy that I am confused?

I don't know where the guidance came from. My wife Shanyi is a little bit against the plan of deep thinking, and I don't know whether it is the fear of the gap after facing the truth, or the sweet dream is too perfect. This kind of thought just passed in his mind. After a while, it was quickly covered up and filled by other things.

Don't think about those absurd things. Now he has a prepared wife. He must treat his wife wholeheartedly. He must fulfill his responsibilities as a husband. Come on!My wife Shanyi!

My wife Shanyi cheered herself up very seriously in her heart, and she didn't bring up this idea again, but although she planned to leave it behind, people's thinking is not very controlled after all, maybe my wife Shanyi thinks that he has been single-minded. No longer think about other things, but there still seems to be something warning in the subconscious, and the feeling of unreality increases with the passage of time, and he often has the illusion of trance for a moment at certain times.

He is clearly looking at his future wife, but in a trance, he always feels that there will be a strange sense of disobedience, and inexplicable scrutiny comes from the depths of his thoughts - the person he wants to be a partner really looks like this Is it the appearance of a facialized "ideal girl"?

I always feel that there seems to be something missing, such as the blue-purple feathers, the gouyu threaded by the blue string, the lips that are not bloody but soft enough, the eyes that are clear and indifferent like malachite...

——I really think too far.

My wife Shanyi forcibly pulled back her thoughts, and showed a particularly reluctant smile full of disobedience.

——He is going to marry ■■-chan, how can he think about such things irresponsibly?

……

Because I am planning to get married, I have a lot of things to buy recently. Although he and I are both grandfather's apprentices, whether it is the dowry or the bride price, it is up to the grandfather to decide. In order to avoid too much trouble, there is no need for a left hand Getting the right hand is a cumbersome process of making a betrothal gift, but the required seven items are still waiting to be prepared, the Monfu haori that will be worn when getting married is also prepared, and the bride's most important Bai Wugou...

Thinking of ■■ wearing Bai Wugou, my wife Shanyi couldn't help revealing a look of yearning.

That is Bai Wugou, when I think that one day he will be able to hold the hand of the bride who is wearing Bai Wugou, and we will become husband and wife together in front of grandpa, I am so excited that my heart is surging... Speaking of which, marrying him as a For the wife, the surname should also be changed along with it, right?

Hehehe, what a happy thing it is to put his surname before his wife's name.

Carrying a lot of things to buy, on the way up the mountain, my wife Shanyi fell into the imagination again without any accident, stepping on the dirt road up the mountain slowly, her face was still empty His fugue smile, and from time to time two weird laughs would come out of his throat, his appearance looked very weird, if someone who didn't understand the situation saw it, they might suspect that this guy was some kind of idiot and crazy.

My wife, my wife... How nice is his surname, and my wife's name also sounds a little cuter. Compared with the serious surname of "Daoyu", who may be suspected of being a Shinto clan, it is more than stronger A star and a half...?

"..."

It was the familiar sense of disobedience again, the moment a strange surname popped up in my mind, my wife Shanyi's expression froze on her face.

... "Rice Jade"?Where did this surname come from?

■■chan is just ■■chan. I have never considered the issue of surnames. It would be better to say that ■■chan should be surnamed Sangdao together with my grandfather. This kind of surname sounds inexplicably solemn and cautious. This kind of name will make him familiar with the tingling pronunciation from the neck to the back. This kind of name that is almost coming out of the mouth clearly belongs to——

...to whom does it belong?

There seems to be a sticky feeling of being hit by a soft peach on the top of the head, and the heart begins to feel sour and bitter. A peach fruit smell with saponin scent floats gently on the tip of the nose, and there is a burst of flowers in front of the eyes. Countless broken lights turn like a broken kaleidoscope. There were noisy voices beside him, some people were calling him "trash", some people were calling him "Shanyi", some people seemed to call him "baby" intimately, messy things swept through my mind like a whistling, and finally came together Into an anxious tone that seemed to come from outside the box of some world:

"Hey, trash, wake up!"

"..."

whose voice is this?

My wife Shanyi lowered her head in a daze, opened her palms, and carefully observed her palms.

Thick sword cocoons, traces of blisters being smoothed, rough palm lines, and finger pulps that are no less than bark—even his grandfather would teach him the way of swordsmanship, but he has always lived with his grandfather in Taoshan, Why is there such a palm full of practice scars, as if it has gone through some tough battle?

Countless confusions surged up from the bottom of my heart, and the sense of disobedience that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be ignored. Even though this dream still wanted to keep him, the anxious voice in my heart never weakened, and even flowed along the blood From the limbs to the bones, the whole body has a biting cold illusion.

Was he...in a dream?

From the corner of my eyes, the corner of the feathered garment with blue and purple patterns seemed to flash past. My wife Shanyi raised her head vigorously and threw off the pile of objects on her back without hesitation. The golden-brown Hitomi opened wide unconsciously, chasing after him in that direction in a panic:

"Wait, wait! Wait for me! You—"

--Who are you?

In the panic of chasing, a protruding tree root tripped him, and when he got up in a hurry, even the fuzzy corner of his clothes had disappeared before his eyes, and my wife Shanyi was a little dazed. Sitting on the floor, I feel like I've messed up something.

The "Qipin" bought back was thrown on the ground, as if he had forgotten something, but his head was in a mess, and he couldn't remember it at all, and he didn't catch up with the mysterious figure he saw just now—or, that figure was captured Instead.

A girl's slender and fair calf appeared in his field of vision, and his gaze slowly moved upwards. The girl with short black hair whose face could not be seen clearly appeared in front of him silently at some point.

"Is not it good?"

Only now did he realize that a strange voice was asking him.

"I'm a girl, and I can marry Shanyi. I can do the same with whatever character Shanyi likes—why are you looking for something other than me?"

The black-haired girl squatted down slowly, her head was covered with a piece of white snow, my wife Shanyi was just in a trance, the girl who squatted down and looked at him at the same level had unconsciously put on a white and flawless white, like Like a real newlywed, he took his hand and moved it closer to his blurred and blank face.

"Shanyi, tell me, what does the person you like look like?"

"..."

Almost uncontrollably, being guided, the rough fingertips moved slowly over the blank face. Whenever the finger slid across a blank area, there would be a soft complexion, always following the corners of the indifferent mouth, the upright The bridge of the nose, the raised eye ends, and the sharp eyebrows slowly moved up until the last blank was filled with skin color, and a clear and familiar face was reflected in my wife Shanyi's eyes.

"what……"

He let out an unconscious sigh.

Fragments of sparks burst out from his wrist, and then, as if suddenly touched by fuel, along his whole body, "hula" ignited violently, even including the people whose faces were held by him, but my wife Shan Yi still didn't react, just staring blankly at the face he was holding.

— This is his dream.

This fact has been clearly imprinted in his heart.

——Everything that happened in the dream belonged to his wish.

The tumbling flames licked up along the corners of the clothes, but all the fabrics that came into contact were changed inch by inch along the flames, turning into golden yellow feathers, the uniforms of the Demon Slayer Squad, and the white sheath of the Japanese sword. The person whose cheeks were held also changed accordingly. He began to grow taller along the flames, widened his shoulders, and took on the lines of a young man who had just entered adulthood. The deliberately softened face showed imperceptible edges and corners, cold Under the brim of Bai Wugou's hat, his green pupils reflected the color of an ice pool, and the golden jade jade reflected a dazzling light for a moment.

The raging flames burned up the remnants of the blood ghost technique, and the illusory dream began to collapse. Before falling into the deep darkness together, my wife Shanyi saw a sneer on the lips that lacked blood but were soft enough, and then spoke , spit out a familiar voice:

"Trash, so...you like me."

"...Is this your blood ghost technique?"

Startled by the instant flames, Yan Yue almost thought that the ghost sister of Zaomen had suddenly figured out that she was about to rebel, and she had already pressed her hand on the handle of the Sun Wheel Knife. Until the next moment, he realized that there seemed to be no Feeling the heat from the bursting flame, he let go with some hesitation.

"Hey, little one, can you solve the things left by the ghost?"

The little girl raised her head proudly: "Hmm!"

"I don't understand." Yan Yue dismantled the stage expressionlessly, "In short, it works, right? As long as it works."

Putting down his guard against this little one again, Huang Yue frowned, bent slightly, and stared closely at the golden lump that was still sleeping happily with his eyes closed, and murmured subconsciously:

"What's the use of it? I don't see that this trash has any intention of waking up, but speaking of it, that stupid smirk just now is gone. It's rare that it looks a little normal—?!!"

Before the end note hit the ground, the final tune took a sharp turn, with a sudden surprise. There was no other reason, but my wife Shan Yi, who was sleeping deeply with her eyes closed, suddenly raised her head lying on her back on the back seat. , almost knocked his forehead on the tip of his brother's nose.

Because there was no sign, and the distance was too close suddenly, almost the whole body of Yue Yue was startled, subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but before he could make the corresponding action, it was obvious that this guy hadn't woken up yet. He had already clasped both hands on his shoulders, pressing down with neither light nor heavy force but extraordinarily steady, making him unable to move for a while.

"Hey, trash, hurry up when you wake up—"

The last sentence that hadn't been spoken was interrupted without any scruples, and the waste who still closed his eyes and couldn't tell whether he was asleep or awake seemed completely unprepared to listen to him, so he rubbed his hood with his fingertips very self-servingly. Haori on her shoulder, then nodded.

"That's right, it's Hanyue's haori."

"..."

The hands clasped on the shoulders slid along the arc of the shoulders and neck, and the skin that was stroked uncontrollably raised a layer of cold hairs. Huang Yue's brows twitched, and then he felt that the hands between the necks seemed to be gently Touched his blue neck cord.

"Gouyu wearing a string."

"..."

The rough fingers began to move up, and slid to the lips not very respectfully, and even boldly pressed the dry lower half of his lips with his thumb.

"The lips are soft, but the curse is fierce."

"..."

The corner of Yue Yue's mouth twitched, and then he felt the fingers on his face start to move up again, the rough touch moved along the side of his face to the corner of his eyes, and then he used his fingertips to slide along the arc at the end of his eyes.

"The cold eyes...the eyes look like a murderer."

Yan Yue: "..."

In the end, with Huang Yue showing a look of looking at the dead, my wife Shanyi closed her eyes and covered the top of her black hair with her hands, rubbed it with regret, and then sighed:

"Unfortunately, there is no Bai Wugou."

"...Is there something wrong with your brain, my wife Shanyi?"

Huang Yue's forehead veins were pulsating, and his blood vessels were on the verge of bursting. He felt that the only reason he could still hold him back from beating up his good-for-nothing junior was because there were ghosts in this car.

——Calm down, calm down, don't fight among yourself in this situation, at worst, wait until you get rid of the ghost and then go back and beat up this trash... The reason is that you stepped on your left foot first when you walk, it's time to hit.

Taking a deep breath, barely suppressing his anger, Yan Yue punched the trashy junior brother's hand from the top of his head expressionlessly, then frowned and glanced at the guy with his eyes closed.

"Are you awake or not? This picture seems to be sleepwalking... Bai Wugou is still dreaming of something stupid. Could it be that he is marrying a woman?"