Zerg Writer

In the fireplace, the red flames have not been extinguished. Although it is quite cold outside, the cabin is warm like spring.

On the floor in front of the fireplace, there was a thick brown carpet, and several pillows of various colors. At first glance, it makes you feel extremely comfortable.

Ling Xun was wearing comfortable and spacious pajamas, covered with a gray sweater cardigan, sitting on the carpet with a beige pillow behind him. He held a dilapidated and rare paper book in his hand, lay one leg flat, one leg bent, and the content of the book was read in a gentle voice: "...Autumn is here, and the red rose fruit I planted is beginning to bear fruit. At first, it was a small green fruit, and even the most greedy bird would not patronize it. Then, it gradually became bigger and red, from the size of a finger to the size of a fist. And, the smell became stronger. It is more and more fragrant. No wonder the book says that the original role of red rose fruit is not to be eaten, but to be used as a raw material for perfume... After the red rose fruit is harvested, the weather is getting colder day by day. After getting up every morning, push When you open the door, you can see that frost is beginning to form on the grass..."

Fang Qingci also lay on the carpet, using Ling Xun's flat leg as a pillow. He closed his eyes, listening to Ling Xun's study, the expression on his face was quiet and calm.

One reads, one listens, time passes quietly. It seems to be pretty good for a lifetime like this.

It is clear after the rain, it is a good time to pick mushrooms.

The air in the mountains has a smell of damp earth, and the fragrance of vegetation. Wildflowers of various colors are blooming and colorful. Although they are not as expensive and generous as the artificially cultivated flowers, they also have their unique mountain scenery. Blossoming in the wind, and trying to bloom, it's like today and no tomorrow, you must work hard to show your beauty.

Fang Qingci held a long wooden stick in his hand, pushed aside the dense grass, looking for traces of mushrooms, very excited.

Ling Xun looked at him with dozing eyes and followed him behind to protect him, fearing that he would accidentally fall down on the still slippery mountain road.

"I found it! Baby look, what kind of mushrooms are these small flowers, yellow ones, can you eat them?"

"It's edible. They are called butter fungus and they taste great."

"Okay, then I will pick them down..."

"Look, baby, can you eat this red mushroom? Will it be poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous, it's edible mushrooms, it tastes delicious. ——The road is not easy to walk here, don't move, I'll go pick it..."

"Baby is so kind to me, you have to be careful too!"

"..."

"Look at it, look at it, look at this large piece of white mushrooms, you know it tastes good at first glance, let's go pick it quickly!"

"Wait, this mushroom is poisonous, you can't eat it!"

Fang Qing said grimly: "Red mushrooms are not poisonous, but white mushrooms are poisonous, which is really strange."

Ling Xun smiled and shook the basket in his hand: "There are so many, enough for us to eat several meals. It doesn't matter if we can't eat this. Let's go back?"

"Well, let's go home..."

The two returned home with a basket of mushrooms. Ling Xun put most of the mushrooms on the window sill to dry, then washed the remaining mushrooms and used them as ingredients for today's dinner.

In addition to red mushrooms and butter mushrooms, there is also a small white mushroom in the basket. This is not the kind of poisonous white mushroom with big palms before, it is another kind of non-poisonous, and it tastes very good.

The small white mushrooms are delicious and thick. They are the best for cooking soup. The butter fungus has a rich aroma and is stir-fried together with the meat slices. It is very delicious. After the red mushrooms have been mixed with water, they are served cold, and some chopped small green peppers are put in it, which is very appetizing.

A dinner with mushrooms as the main dish was full and satisfying. I just lay down and patted my belly.

The night sky is densely covered with stars, dazzling like diamonds.

The sound of night insects screamed from the grass, endlessly, like a chorus that didn't sound very nice.

The calm lake reflected the white moonlight, shining brightly, and connected with the stars in the sky.

The flowers on the two trees were still blooming, and there was a quiet fragrance in the night breeze.

The two walked by the lake, did not speak, and could not bear to break the quiet and beautiful night.

Even if there is no conversation, the atmosphere is still harmonious and sweet. When the eyes meet, you know what the other person wants to say and what is thinking in his heart.

Quietly, silently, it's also good to let time just pass by.

Finally tired of walking, it's time to rest.

Lie on the soft and comfortable bed, with your body sideways, with one hand on the waist of Ai Chong. The nose is full of the breath of the other party, and I feel very relieved.

The moon was shining brightly on the windowsill, a silvery white color.

The breeze brings the scent of vegetation and a light floral fragrance, so quiet and nice.

Ai Chong's snort began to become even, proving that he had fallen asleep. Hope, he can have a sweet dream.

Ever since I came here, I love bugs' sleep has become very good. It’s like the previous insomnia to sleep all night, never happened again. In this regard, Fang Qingci said he was very happy.

He leaned closer, and after kissing the beloved insect's hair, he hugged the beloved insect's waist and fell into a deep sleep.

Moonlight and Qingfeng seemed to have become more gentle, and it seemed that they couldn't bear to disturb their sound sleep.

Living in a small wooden house is very peaceful and peaceful, and in a blink of an eye, half a month has passed. In the past half month, Ling Xun has been sleeping very well every day. Now he looks energetic, radiant, and he is back to the way he used to be.

The supplies in the cabin are almost consumed, they have to leave here and go to the small town below the mountain to replenish supplies.

In the afternoon, they drove the shuttle and left the wooden house to the small town below the mountain. The town is really small, there is only one supermarket, and there is no choice.

Went around in the supermarket and bought two carts full of supplies. After all, in their plan, they will spend half a month in the mountain cabin!

Fruits, vegetables, various meats, condiments, staple foods, as well as snacks that Fang Qingci likes, and detergents, and so on. When they walked out, they carried two big bags in each hand, full of them.

After eating a delicious dinner in the small town, they started flying and drove towards the cabin.

The shuttle was driving on the winding mountain road, and the night had already enveloped the mountains. It was dark all around, and there seemed to be the barking of wild beasts in the distance.

"Huh?" The shuttle drove automatically, gradually, but a little crooked. It seems that something went wrong with the autonomous driving program.

It doesn't matter, automatic driving is no longer possible, and manual driving is also possible.

Seeing Fang Qingci's face eager to try, Ling Xun gave him the driver's seat.

Pressing a button next to him, a small steering wheel rose from the hidden grid. Fang Qingci held the steering wheel and controlled the shuttle to move forward, seeming to have found the feel of driving a car on the earth before. Unconsciously, the speed of the shuttle is getting faster and faster.

There was a sharp turn ahead, Fang Qingci turned the steering wheel to turn the shuttle. However, at this moment, a huge bird flew out of the dark mountains nearby, oh-oh-oh, screaming, and rushed to the front of the shuttle.

Fang Qingci was shocked immediately, and hurriedly pressed the brake button. However, the big bird still collided with the shuttle. A loud noise sounded in the mountains.

With a "bang", Fang Qingci's eyes flashed, and his body slammed forward with inertia. But at the same time, a warm body hugged him and pressed his head tightly in his arms.

"Baby--" Fang Qingci immediately realized what had happened, and couldn't help screaming in surprise.

The shuttle stopped, and the bird struggled a few times on the road before it flew again, wailed twice, plunged into the mountains and disappeared. This vitality can be seen very tenacious.

Big Bird seemed okay, but the atmosphere in the shuttle was very serious.

Fang Qingci came out of Ling Xun's arms, nothing happened, everything on his body was fine. He looked at Ling Xun with red eyes, but saw a bright red on his forehead, apparently hitting the glass.

"Baby..." Fang Qingci was frightened, and trembling throat stretched out his hand, wanting to touch him but not daring to touch him. "Let's go to the hospital..."

His voice was trembling too much, a roar came from his ear, and his heart was beating fiercely.

Seeing Fang Qingci's pale face, Ling Xun quickly comforted him: "I'm fine, it's just a little broken skin. The blood is flowing a little bit, it looks scary, but it doesn't matter at all, really!"

Fang Qingci's expression was about to cry. He wanted to touch his wound, but his hands trembled violently, "I said it was all right, a lot of blood..."

Although Ling Xun felt that he was really okay, with Fang Qingci's insistence, he went to the only small hospital in the town. After checking, the doctor said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a skin injury. The inside of the head is normal and there is no injury. After a few days of rest, the wound is healed and it is completely fine."

After listening to the doctor's words, he took a closer look at the light film and confirmed that Ling Xun was really okay, and Fang Qingci was relieved.

When I returned to the cabin, it was already midnight. Both of them were exhausted. After a quick wash, they went to bed and rested.

When Fang Qingci woke up the next day, it was already noon. He saw that the beloved worms beside him were still asleep, and got up lightly, planning to prepare lunch first.

After going downstairs to the kitchen and busying for a while, he returned to the bedroom after he finished his lunch, intending to see if the love insects wake up. If he wakes up, tell him to go downstairs to eat, if he doesn't wake up, let him continue to sleep for a while.

Gently opening the bedroom door, he saw that Ling Xun had opened his eyes and was looking at the ceiling in a daze.