Chapter 17-Rain Stop Festival Parade

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date="2021-01-22"

title="Chapter 17-Rain Stop Festival Parade "

weight="122779"

series = ["Green Plum Island"]

mode = "manual"

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"...Thank you." I reached out to pick up the chocolate Yan Kongshan handed me, but my sleeves were too long and it was difficult to move.

After working for a long time, Yan Kongshan may really be unable to see it. He took the piece of chocolate again, tore the package, and broke a piece and brought it to my lips.

I looked at the chocolate and Yan Kongshan a little flattered. He had no expression on his face, he was in a bad mood, and of course he didn't have any special color.

Afraid of losing my mouth fat, I opened my mouth carefully and tried not to use my lips, but to bite chocolate with my teeth. I didn't want to bite Yan Kongshan's hand because of the distance perception error.

"Yeah..." In a panic, the chocolate slid into the esophagus and was swallowed wholeheartedly by my tongue. The tip of the tongue licked the other's fingertips, leaving a sharp, somewhat rough touch.

There are thin cocoons on his index finger and the smell of tobacco...

Yan Kongshan seemed to be bitten by me. He took his hand back without hesitation, and even clenched his fist back behind him.

"I'm sorry." I went to take his hand, wanting to take a look, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Kongshan evaded my pull, biting hard and anxiously: "It's okay."

His attitude was really weird. He was intimacy and then avoided. I couldn't help but look up at his expression, and found that he looked away and was not facing me. And the value of the top of his head that was originally white as the first snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter turned out to be a faint yellow. As time passed, the color became lighter than a second, and soon became white again.

According to experience, this generally means that the owner of the value is trying to suppress some kind of **.

I was so shocked that I secretly pinched my thigh to make sure that I had never had a hallucination, and stared at Yan Kongshan's head without even blinking.

It wasn't until Yan Kongshan's eyes became sore that the top of Yan Kongshan's head was completely white, and I reluctantly retracted my sight and maintained the surface calm, but my heart began to blow a tenth-level whirlwind.

The sky has eyes! !

Yan Kongshan is yellow to me, right? right? He just turned yellow because I bit him, right? It shouldn't have been my illusion last time, he just treated me yellow!

Wait, why did he turn yellow because I bit him?

The reason for this yellowness is a little strange. Last time and this time...ah, I'm all women's clothing?

Ten-level whirlwind mixed with lightning and thunderbolt, I am a joke.

…So it’s not Wen Ying, but Yan Kongshan who is interested in women's clothing?

"You feed him, I... go out for a while." Yan Kongshan grabbed the passing Sun Rui, and gave him the chocolate in his hand regardless of the number of three seven twenty one.

"Huh?" Sun Rui took the chocolate in a daze, staring straight at Yan Kongshan, and then responded, "Oh, oh, okay... okay! Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Looking at the back of Yan Kongshan leaving the door, I had a new idea in my heart-Yan Kongshan may be interested in women's bigwigs, but it is also possible... just simply like the goddess I play. If it is the former, I still have a little hope, if the latter, then he is a straight man, I think about it, maybe the change may be broken.

Looking down at the crotch, imagining the life without a little brother again, a cool breeze suddenly blows.

I clamped my leg sharply. No way! Can’t do it, even Yan Kongshan can’t do it!

"Oh my God, Brother Shan is too handsome. My phantom limbs are hard." Sun Rui put chocolate into my mouth, and his words were full of coveting Yankongshan. "I just finished writing in two seconds. I should leave it behind my head, I just want to smear the saliva all over the body of the god."

Who doesn't want to. I swallowed the chocolate melancholy, agreeing in my heart.

It wasn't until Uncle Zhang called out to take their place, everyone started to move and walked to where they should be, Yan Kongshan appeared in the preparation room full of smoke, with a slightly hideous red and white mask on his face.

The mask only covers the upper half of his face, showing a ghostly appearance, with messy white hair growing out of the edges, and the red paint hooks out the eye sockets, which looks quite scary at first glance.

No wonder he so easily agreed to be the "Rain Stop Sacrifice" god general, so he didn't need to show his face?

"Ready!" Uncle Zhang stared at the watch closely, half raising his hand, waiting for auspicious time.

Yan Kongshan wearing a mask came to me and put his arms around my waist. The next moment his feet were off the ground, his eyes were deflected. As before, I was hugged firmly again.

"It's good time, the gongs are up!" At 6:18, Uncle Zhang slammed his arm down and shouted in an exaggerated tone full of ritual. Almost at the same time, noisy gongs and drums sounded at the door.

"Welcome to Heaven!" Yan Kongshan slowly walked out along the paved red carpet. On both sides, there were not only gongs and drums, but even salutes.

I held the fan in my hand and blocked my eyes, staring at Yan Kongshan's sturdy jaw.

It was the sunset outside, and the warm golden sunset shone on the red carpet, extending all the way to the mikoshi.

In addition to the sound of salutes and gongs and drums, from time to time the crowd heard the shutter sound of the camera and shouts for me to look over.

On the mikoshi, Yan Kongshan gently put me down, I adjusted my clothes, knelt down and sat down slowly, with the fan still blocking my face.

"A goddess! A goddess is so beautiful!"

The human voice is noisy, full of various sounds.

"God, let me take a picture? You are so beautiful!"

"Hurry up and take pictures for me, this god will be too much, is it a model?"

"Is it a professional actor? It seems that the goddess of heaven will be different from before."

"Did you see it? Someone else has videotape, it must be an actor."

As Uncle Zhang ordered, I looked straight ahead and didn't look elsewhere.

After a while, a shadow fell over his head, and Yan Kongshan held up his red umbrella and sat diagonally behind me.

There was another resounding "up", and the sedan body shook slightly. Twenty-four people who lifted the sedan chair chanted the slogan "One Two Three", heralding the official start of the parade of the Stop Rain Festival.

At the end of the long street is the setting sun gradually sinking westward. The goddess dressed in white feathers and covered her face with a fan, and the gods wearing ghost masks and holding huge umbrellas sit on the mikologi, and receive worship all the way.

The gongs and drums are the accompaniment, and the people carrying the palanquin are the majestic singing voices. Yan Kongshan and I are indeed actors. This "drama" is not for entertaining anyone, but for Green Plum Island's vision for a better life since ancient times.

The power of "pray" can be small or large, or it may be useless, but it can give people who don't know what else to do, a bit of spiritual comfort and a bit of hope for the future.

And "hope" is more important than anything, especially hope after devastation.

Looking at the sun halfway down the horizon, I squinted uncontrollably.

The goddess of rain is also the goddess of hope.

She may not be a powerful and well-known mythical character, and there are not so many legends that entangled in dog blood, but she is the belief of the entire island.

Although I was entrusted by others at the beginning, the purpose was impure, and I was not so willing, but now that I can successfully complete the mission of the "Goddess" and continue the faith on the island, I am also full of accomplishment in my heart and feel happy.

There were a lot of tourists watching the parade, crowded on both sides, bustling. With so many faces, honestly it is very difficult to focus on a certain person, but I remember Grandfather said that he would also watch the parade, so he subconsciously searched for the figures of Grandfather and Yan Wanqiu in the crowd.

I don't want them to be found, but Fu Wei and others find it out.

Fu Weili stood in the front row of the crowd, because he was tall, with the unique Qingjun of young people, in stark contrast with the crooked melons and jujubes on the side, it was a bit different from the crowd, so I recognized it at a glance. Up.

When he came to see the parade, his gaze was naturally focused on the mikoshi, to be precise, on the "goddess".

I look at him, and he also looks at me. Then he seemed to be stunned, slowly widening his eyes, unconsciously stepped forward, and called out a name.

"Yu Mian?"

It's over, he recognizes me!

I immediately raised the ball fan and turned my face in the opposite direction. And that direction was sitting Yan Kongshan.

"Why?" He glanced at me, very keenly aware of my abnormality.

"...I saw my former classmates."

"The last few?"

"The last few." I sighed softly, and my good mood disappeared instantly.

Yan Kongshan moved his gaze from my face to behind, as if searching for the figures of Fu Wei and others.

"It's almost over. I shouldn't hit them again."

This is best.

I prayed silently in my heart, and listened to Yan Kongshan continuing: "Don't be afraid, I won't let strange men entangle you."

Maybe to make me feel at ease, he specifically mentioned Yan Wanqiu's account.

He held the huge umbrella with one hand and the other on his knees, his eyes faintly swept across my face, his face in the mask looked particularly cold.

Uncontrollably tightening the ball fan in my hand, I almost screamed in my heart.

I am not afraid of strange men entangled, what I am afraid of is that you are innocent to me, but you say misleading things all day long!

If you don’t have a fan, you can also be yellow. Why are you so stingy?

I was rather unwilling to say a soft "um" inside, and sat up straight again.

The whole parade ended before the afterglow of the setting sun was about to disappear into the sky, and the mikoshi went back and forth along Nanpu Street, which was exactly an hour.

The end point is also the starting point. Like the beginning, there are still many people crowded around to take pictures. Fortunately, Uncle Zhang cleared out an open space where the mikoshi was parked in advance, and the volunteers maintained the order and maintained it well, no one approached it rashly for the time being.

Chu Tong and Sun Rui had been waiting outside for a long time, and leaned over as soon as the mikoshi stopped.

At the end of the parade, I am Yu Mian. I am no longer a goddess. I am too embarrassed to ask Yan Kongshan to hug me again.

I stood up with the umbrella handle, lifted the long hem, and planned to get off the sedan by myself.

Yan Kongshan took off his mask, Ben had already walked under the mikoshi, but turned back somehow.

"Do you want to help?" he asked.

I waved my hand hurriedly: "No, I can do it myself."

He didn't insist, turned and walked down.

Following Yan Kongshan, I walked down the stairs carefully, and when I was just two steps away, an annoying cry that could not be shaken off suddenly sounded not far away like a tarsus maggot.

"Yu Mian! Is Yu Mian you?" Fu Wei actually chased it all the way to the end?

Yan Kongshan turned around when he heard the sound, his hale and long eyebrows slightly frowned, and the mood value above his head began to show an unpleasant red.

I have to pay attention to the top of Yan Kongshan's head, and I also have to pay attention to the position of Fu Wei, a distraction, stepping on the air under my feet, my whole person suddenly loses balance, and falls down the steps.

Uncontrollable exclamation choked in his throat, everything seemed like slow motion.

The pearl hairpins on his head were scattered with steps, and the fans fell to the ground. Yan Kongshan raised his face, subconsciously opened his arms, and hugged me who had fallen.

The violent heartbeat passed to the tympanic membrane, and it was not clear whether it was his or mine.

"Are there any injuries?" After a while, the shock was almost gone, and I heard him ask in my ear.

I shook my head with lingering fears, and added: "No, no."

The others also gathered at this moment.

"Is it all right?"

"It scared me, oh my goodness there is a mountain brother."

"Yeah, it's too scary, fortunately..."

Fu Wei's screams were mixed in a pile of babbles, not obvious, but they should not be ignored.

Sun Rui glanced over and asked, "Yu Mian, are you a friend?"

"No." Yan Kongshan replied before me.

Sun Rui raised her eyebrows and looked at me with gossip curiosity.

My body lightened suddenly, and Yan Kongshan lifted me sideways again.

"I will hold you in."

Far away, Fu Wei is still calling my name persistently, which is very annoying. I shifted my face to Yan Kongshan's arms, and did not refuse his help this time.

When I was about to enter the door, Yan Kongshan held me and paused at the door for a moment, and lifted his chin to the side of Uncle Zhang: "Stop that kid, don't let him come."

Uncle Zhang didn't know what happened, but somehow he obeyed his command.

"Ah? Oh, okay." Without asking the reason, he shouted to the volunteers in the distance, "Stop him, yes, don't let him come over!"

I secretly thought it was a little funny, but I didn't control it for a while, shaking my body and then laughed.

Yan Kongshan felt it and looked down at me: "What are you laughing at? Kid."

Of course, the tone of laughter you just said was too tyrannical.

"Nothing to laugh." But I won't admit it, and I have to correct him, "I am not a kid, I will be nineteen soon."

He curled his lips, his eyes fell to the front again, as if he was sincerely singing the opposite of me: "Nineteen-year-old kid."

Then you are still yellow and yellow to the 19-year-old child? I wrinkled my nose and complained silently.