Chapter 97: Mist Shrouds the Cold Water, Moon Shrouds the Sand
Sitting by the stove, Jiang Xiyue rubbed her hands, looking at the peanuts on the stove and the takeaway she had just ordered...
The store thoughtfully provides disposable tin foil boxes that can be heated on the stove.
Jiang Xiyue, squatting there like a kitten, had a lot of thoughts at this time.
She definitely couldn't go to Linzhou's house during the New Year. She could only wait for Linzhou to come back. If she forced him to stay, it would seem a little immature.
He peeled a peanut casually, put it to his mouth and squeezed it hard, and the white kernel flew straight into Linzhou's mouth. Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiyue followed suit.
Linzhou thought of something and took the initiative to bring up the topic.
"Xiao Xi, my sister will come to our school next year. I'm thinking about getting her into Lao Li's class. After all, we will have graduated by then."
"Of course. Teacher Li happens to be teaching the first grade." The girl answered simply, staring at the steam rising from the spout of the teapot, her eyes gradually becoming unfocused.
She was a little sleepy. This warm feeling made her sleepy easily.
Looking at the yawning girl, Linzhou put on heat-proof gloves, picked up the teapot on the stove, and poured a cup of strong tea for Jiang Xiyue.
It has started to snow outside, and the dim light in the yard creates a unique beauty.
That feeling is probably like... floating in the air, isolated from the world, and ascending to heaven.
Holding the slightly hot teacup, Linzhou's literary and artistic feeling suddenly came up. He wanted to make a game with a literary flavor, but he couldn't think of one.
On the other hand, Sakurai Megumi, who had remained silent the entire time, was swaying her body calmly, as if she was about to smash her head on the stove in the next second.
As the initiator of this event, she certainly had some other ideas. By the way, she could also help Jiang Xiyue to ask some questions. This kind of thing was simply very comfortable.
When she thought about eating melon, Sakurai Megumi quickly spoke.
"By the way, in this atmosphere, let's play an old game from Shenzhou called Feihualing."
"Okay!" Jiang Xiyue raised her cup, quickly agreed, and continued to eat the tangerines...
It would be fine if you don't eat this thing, but if you eat a few in a row, you will get drunk easily. By this time, Jiang Xiyue had already eaten a full pound of tangerines.
When she just peeled the next one, Linzhou opened his mouth and snatched the orange from the girl's hand.
"You can't eat it anymore. If you get irritated, your face will turn pale... "
"It would be better if your little face turned yellow." Jiang Xiyue picked up the teacup and muttered in a very low voice.
During this period of time, she was taken by Linzhou to surf the Internet intensively every day, and learned a lot of strange knowledge. For example, the phrase "yellow face"... is usually used to describe a post that has just been viewed.
And in that post, everyone couldn't even put on a pair of pants properly.
Some time ago, she read a post about what it's like to be with a very short partner.
There was something strange in that post, some said it was fine as long as they could be aligned, some said you could just pick it up and that... She was too embarrassed to continue reading halfway through.
But I also learned something new. Even though it's strange, at least I know what boys think about short girls.
After all, there are still some serious guys in the reply.
"For the first round of Flying Flowers, just choose the word 'moon'. If you can't say it, just speak from the heart." While Jiang Xiyue was daydreaming, Sakurai Kei had already announced the words for the first round.
After hearing that it was truth or dare and not a game of truth or dare, Linzhou felt relieved. This kind of punishment was still acceptable.
Just like you don’t write your true feelings in your diary, you don’t have to tell the truth in the game of truth or dare.
As long as the answer was true, it would be fine. As for the misunderstanding caused by speaking halfway, that was none of his business. After understanding the reason of the matter, Linzhou nodded and agreed.
"It's not a dare, anything is fine. I'm best at telling the truth."
"Okay! Then let's start the first round. Little Jiang goes first." Sakurai Kei reached out and tapped Jiang Xiyue's forehead.
The girl, who was originally in a daze , immediately came to her senses.
"The word 'moon', right? Mists shroud the cold water, and the moon shrouds the sand. I moor at Qinhuai near a tavern at night."
After hearing the first sentence, Jiang Xiyue became interested and looked at Linzhou beside her. This kid is not good at Chinese, and he will definitely be the one who suffers in the end. What should he ask?
It seems like there are a lot of questions to ask, so just pick the important ones and ask them when the time comes.
Looking at Jiang Xiyue's expectant eyes, he did not disappoint her and started reciting three hundred Tang poems.
"When I was young, I didn't know the moon, I called it a white jade plate."
"In February, the grass is green and the warblers are flying. The willow trees on the bank are swaying and the spring smoke is intoxicating."
Sakurai Keiya quickly took over. In order to learn Chinese, she memorized a lot of ancient poems and essays. It seemed that she had even memorized an article that was known as the best parallel prose in history.
………
The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier. The door of the house was open, but it didn't feel cold inside, especially for Jiang Xiyue. She felt like she was about to lose.
The three of them had said more than a hundred sentences. Now her head was dizzy, and she was sleepy because she had eaten too much. Her clever little head had almost completely stopped working.
However, after racking her brains, Jiang Xiyue still managed to say something.
"The leaves fall in March, and the flowers bloom in February."
"The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, and her white wrists are covered with frost and snow." Linzhou showed no mercy. Although there was a way to get away with it, he would rather not say it if he could. There was something he had always been curious about and he had to ask.
A fool like Jiang Xiyue will definitely tell the truth.
So... after Sakurai Megumi said, "The leaves fall in March, and the flowers bloom in February,"... Jiang Xiyue couldn't hold it anymore, and she threw herself on the sofa next to her and started rolling around.
"You have cheats, I won't play anymore... This is too much, two people bullying me alone."
Seeing Jiang Xiyue starting to act like a spoiled brat, Sakurai Hui held down Lin Zhou who wanted to get up, walked to the sofa, squatted down gently, and spoke in a gentle and serious tone.
"Little Jiang Jiang, if you can't beat me, you have to admit defeat... Otherwise, I'll go play with your Zhou Zhou."
Almost instantly, Jiang Xiyue sat up, looked at the two people's faces, and spoke in a serious and firm tone.
"I lost. I know Xiaohui has memorized a lot of ancient poems. Zhouzhou, you only scored over 100 in Chinese. How did you know so many obscure ancient poems?"
Hearing this question, Linzhou felt like the corners of his mouth wanted to twitch uncontrollably, but he forced himself to hold it back, stood up and pulled Jiang Xiyue back to the small chair next to the stove.
"I could recite 300 Tang poems when I was eight years old. The reason why my Chinese grades were not high was because of that shitty reading comprehension. Even the original author couldn't get a perfect score."
Now, Jiang Xiyue stopped talking. She lowered her head and threw the orange peel into the stove.
Seeing that the two had nothing to say, Sakurai Kei straightened her tone and attitude, looked at Jiang Xiyue, and asked her question.
"Okay, Xiao Jiang Jiang, next is the punishment. You like that place in Linzhou..."
