Chapter 15:

The steps are full of snow. Before reaching the door, Pippi's socks were soaked. She patrolled, and Helan Jingting, who was sliding the door next to her, suddenly closed the door and took out a pair of cloth shoes from her canvas bag.
"Put it on, it's cold outside," he said, "but you don't have to worry about walking the long way, I have already called for a rental."
Pippi looked at his face, and then at the shoes. He was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little bit sour.
The cloth shoes were bought hurriedly from the street when he bought them early. They are cheap and of poor quality. The seller saw that he was blind and deliberately teased him. It's one size, but the color is different.
One is red and the other is green.
She didn't say a word, leaned over and dressed.
"Comfortable?"
"Very comfortable."
"Does it look good? I deliberately picked a pair of good-looking ones."
The security guard beside the steps looked at her feet with strange eyes. Pippi answered without hesitation: "Good-looking."
The taxi is here.
Outside the window is boundless snow, and the road is hurried pedestrians. The same scenery in the city is staged day after day. The driver is very young, wearing headphones, while driving while listening to rock music.
Helan Jingting suddenly said, "This street used to be called Zhuque Street. The in front was a river called Longjin River. There is a bridge on the river called Baxian Bridge. There is a Xiangguo shop beside the bridge. The lychee paste inside is delicious."
"Before?" Pippi was stunned, "How many years ago?"
"Eight hundred years ago."
"Eight hundred years ago," Pippi smiled, unbelieving: "Have you been here?"
"The clubhouse just now used to be a restaurant called Longxiao Pavilion. The Taibaihua sake inside is delicious."
He raised his head, lost in memory, with a slightly drunk smile on his face.
"Is it Taibaihua-sake, or Taibai-huasake?" Pippi didn't know how to break the sentence.
"Sake is expensive, because it is filtered, and the unfiltered is turbid sake.'Kinzuru sake bucket ten thousand', sake is to be drunk with gold bottles. When you drink it, you need to press it, so it's "Oh Ji presses the wine to serve customers." taste'."
"What about turbid wine, when should you drink it?"
"Drinking turbid wine when you are melancholy, so it is'a cup of turbid wine, and Yan Ran has nothing to do with it'; therefore, it is ‘difficult to hate Fanshuang, pour the new cup of turbid wine’.

"So, Li Bai loves to spend more money than Du Fu?"
"Yes."
Pippi couldn't help but admired it, and boasted heartily: "Helan, I think you are uniquely knowledgeable."
He nodded slightly: "Thank you."
Pippi continued to boast: "A word that has been popular recently suits you."
"What word?"
"Cultural dinosaurs."
The snow made City C very embarrassed. There are skidding and stalling vehicles all over the road. Pippi caught a cold last night, and today his voice is hoarse. However, the driver still had a small portion of the cigarette in his hand and refused to throw it away, so he insisted on taking the last puff with the window half open. Although the heating is sufficient, the smoke rings are also spit out, the air is dirty after all. Helan Jingting kept frowning, and it seemed that she was about to have a seizure. Pippi quickly pressed his arm to make him endure. Both of them were silent, waiting patiently for the driver to finish, and Pippi closed the window immediately.
"This year's heavy snowfall is really rare."
"There was a heavy snowfall here during the Xuanhe years. The wind was the same as today, cold and sour. However, in a few months, the peonies I planted will bloom."
Why does time always go so fast in Helan Jingting's mouth? Pippi thought secretly, it was like a gust of wind for hundreds of years.
"Do you like peony very much? I always thought that only people in the Tang Dynasty would like peony."
In recent years, Tang suits are popular on the market. As long as it is a skirt, it is embroidered with peony without exception. Pippi didn't like peonies, and always felt that the peony blossoms were unpretentious. She likes flowers with very small petals, even if they are blooming, they look like plum blossoms, osmanthus flowers, and tulips.
But she found that when he mentioned Peony, Helan Jingting's indifferent face suddenly showed a warm expression, as if a ray of sunlight came out from the bottom of his heart, illuminating the whole face.
The cold inside the car swept away.
"I like peonies because they are delicious." He turned his face to look at her. Although he can't see anything, he still likes to follow her face, even if his sight is nothingness, "I often wonder what a peony in full bloom under the scorching sun will look like."
Pippi also turned his head to look at him, but felt that although his entire face seemed to be hidden behind the sunglasses, although he could not look at things and what he was thinking, he could not hide in front of him. Moreover, according to her memories, Helan Jingting had never spoken to her in such a fragile tone. Since he has been lucky enough to live 900 years old, what is this regret?
But her eyes were still wet: "Have you...never seen the sun?"
He shook his head.
"In fact, the sun is warmer than the moon, and it looks the same."
He took off his sunglasses and stared at her with empty eyes: "Really?"
Pipi's back was chilly, and an invisible gaze was looking at her, always seeing her bones.
"Yes." Her voice began to tremble, "In fact, you really don't have to wear sunglasses, you would look better without them."
"I don't wear sunglasses for my own beauty, but for the safety and health of others." He snorted and put the sunglasses back on.
Pippi quickly asked: "Why?"
He was silent, as if thinking about how to answer this question.
"Aren't you invisible? Why would it affect the safety of others?" Pippi persisted.
"Although I have practiced for many years, I can't manage my own energy freely. Generally speaking, whether I can see or cannot see, my eyes will automatically absorb the vitality of others. If I concentrate on looking at a person, a man will immediately suffer from impotence. ; It is a woman who will be infertile for life. Even I cannot control this situation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pippi stepped back like lightning, dumbfounded gorgeously: "Helan Jingting, you said it earlier! Did you look at me a few times?... Am I a zombie?"
"Aren't you okay?" He smiled calmly.
"Stop! Driver! I want to get off!" Pippi ignored him, rushed to the front, and slapped the driver on the back desperately.
The car suddenly stopped, Pippi opened the door and jumped out of the car as quickly as possible. Unexpectedly, there happened to be a pile of snow that had just melted on the ground. She was wearing only cloth shoes and it was all wet at once.
A chill came from the soles of her feet to the forehead, and she was so cold that she almost fell.
Someone supported her from behind and pulled her up the steps: "The restaurant is here, let's go up and eat."
"Helan Jingting, can you stay away from me?" Pippi couldn't help begging, "I failed in mathematics since I was a child. I didn't win the lottery ticket. Vitality or luck is far from enough. If you me, I will be a fool. Although I am very small, but the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs. In the future, I will have a family and a career and marry a child... You are a fox, and I am a good vigor on the street. There are so many women, can you let me find someone else?"
"Why are you so pitiful? I didn't do anything to you. You have eaten my blood, which is equivalent to immunity." As if afraid of her slipping, Helan Jingting mixed her tightly, "Say. All your physical phenomena are normal right now, right? I swear I never did anything to you. I never touched you with a single hair."
The more he sweared, the more frightened Pippi became weaker: "Then you just glared at me in the car..."
"It doesn't matter how many eyes I stare at you, really. If it does matter—you're right—you will be a zombie the day I see you."
"..." Pippi collapsed.
Helan Jingting took the opportunity to grab her waist, almost half-hugging her, and kindly persuaded: "Go in. The newspaper said that the couple's lungs are pretty good."
"I can still eat it!" she exclaimed very depressed.
"Why can't you eat it? Isn't your appetite always good?"
With that said, Pippi suddenly remembered that the first time she saw him, she had vomited for a day. Since eating the apple that night, she stopped vomiting immediately. The diet will be quite normal in the future, and it seems to be healthy for the time being. However, seeing Helan Jingting supporting herself very diligently and caringly, people passing by saw them and smiled knowingly, thinking they were a couple. She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that only his eyes can absorb vitality? What if his hands or every pore is fine?
While thinking about it, Helan Jingting has helped her sit down. The restaurant is very clean, and there is a huge fish tank behind it with a lot of fish. As soon as Pippi sat down, he suddenly noticed that the fish in the aquarium was neatly divided into two parts. One part squeezed to the left and the other squeezed to the right.
"Helan, what happened to these fish?"
"What's wrong?"
"Why are they squeezing to the sides?"
"How do I know? I can't see again."
"Helan Jingting."
"Maybe they don't like me." He shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent. "Or they hate each other."
"The fish are disturbed by you, let alone people."
"I swear to you, I am definitely a kind-hearted fox, knowledgeable and high moral." He called the waiter to help him read the menu, and quickly chose the dishes: "Husband and wife lung slices, watercress crucian carp, fried cucumber Are three dishes enough?"
The food came quickly, and Helan Jingting sighed while the crucian was still in the kitchen: "Oops, I'm broken. What kind of chef is this. Don't eat this dish."
"Just what you are talking about." Pippi laughed, seeing him sitting there, and asked: "Aren't you drinking something?"
"I want ice water."
"I'll send someone to the flower market to buy you some flowers."
"I don't eat in public." He bowed his head. "Some people think I'm weird."
"In fact, it's not easy for you to mix in the world." She understood.
Halfway through the food, the phone rang. Pippi saw the caller ID, it was Jia Lin.
"Hi, Pippi."
"Jia Lin!"
"I walked too quickly yesterday and forgot to tell you business. My mother's fifty-year-old dinner was cancelled. My dad decided to take her to Yunnan for a trip."
"...Oh." Why didn't you say it earlier, Pippi kept feeling sorry for the 800 yuan bird's nest and the five bottles of bean paste made by grandma.
"I'm sorry. But, I want to cancel it, so that you don't have to buy a gift." Jia Lin apologized carefully over there.
Pippi wanted to beat her head.
After hanging up the phone, Pippi couldn't help but said to Helan Jingting: "By the way, do you like to eat Doubanjiang?"
"Do not eat."
"Guaranteed to be pure natural green food."
"Do not eat."
"You can try dipping it with petals, it's absolutely good. Just eating petals is so monotonous."
"Do not eat."
"Try it? I have a lot of bottles waiting to be given away."
He thought about it, and finally nodded: "Okay."
Pippi was happy for a while, and was about to thank him when the phone rang again. That kind of very simple ringtone, serenade in E flat. Helan Jingting turned on the phone: "Hello."
—"I'll be here tomorrow."
—"The check is ready."
"I am not worried about the long distance, I am worried about the disinfection situation."
—"Thank you. I don't need samples."
—"Okay. I'll talk to you tonight. Goodbye."
After turning off the phone, he raised his head and glanced at Pippi. Looks full of thoughts.
"You have a business?" Pippi asked.
He nodded, and suddenly said, "There is a shopping mall next door. Let me accompany you to buy a pair of shoes."
They bid farewell at the door of the mall. Pippi took a taxi to the newspaper office. She entered the gate from an infrequent intersection, passed a newsstand, and saw the latest issue of "Novel Monthly" hanging on it. When he was about to pay, he found that the plastic bag containing his wallet had been carried by Helan Jingting, and forgot to take it when he left. The change in the pocket was all paid for the fare. I had to say to the owner of the newsstand: "I'm sorry, I won't buy it. I forgot to bring my wallet."
The boss is a beautiful middle-aged man, looked at her strangely, and suddenly said, "It doesn't matter, I'll give it to you."
"No, no," Pippi waved his hand repeatedly. Her father is a small business, and she understands how difficult it is to do a small business. "Thank you for your kindness, I will buy it next time."
The man forced the fortress to her: "Take it."
"Oh-okay. Then count it as I borrowed it, and pay you back when I get off work." But he was disrespectful and had to bear it.
"A little bit of money, don't have to pay it back," he had a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be bold: "Can you please give me a blessing?"
"Blessing?" Pippi suspected that her ear had misheard, and she was not a living Buddha. "What blessing to give? How to give it?"
The man lowered his head, took off his cloth cap, and said in a very religious tone: "Miss, please touch the top of my head with your hand."
This is not difficult.
Pippi stroked the top of his head generously, halfway through, and suddenly realized: "Do you know Helan"
The man hurriedly interrupted: "The name of the priest is not allowed to be said casually."
"Uh-" Pippi widened his eyes. "Really?"
He nodded seriously, but did not dare to look up at her. His attitude is both careful and respectful, and he is extremely humble.
"Do you—know your priest?" Pippi asked tentatively.
"I don't know. Priests are not allowed to meet casually, unless you are willing to introduce me, Miss."
Pippi looked at him blankly, suddenly feeling dizzy, and couldn't help holding the table with his hand. The man was taken aback when seeing her breastplate, and suddenly said, "Miss, your name is this. Will the priest not be angry?"
"My dad made the name."
She took the magazine and was about to leave. After thinking about it, she turned back and said, "By the way, how do you know I know the priest?"
The man thought for a while and replied, "Because the lady was planted incense by the priest."
"Plant incense? What do you mean?"
"In other words, the lady's body has the exclusive fragrance of the priest."
Pippi was anxious: "Excuse me, do you priests like to plant incense for others?"
The man's expression suddenly became very unpredictable. After a long silence, he answered honestly: "The priest never planted incense on anyone, unless that person is his own woman."
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