It was 10 o'clock when I got home, the lights were not turned on in the house, and Aunt Xu worked overtime and did not come home. I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't need a light, so I went straight to my bedroom. It's just that I don't think the atmosphere is right today, and I vaguely feel that there seems to be a soul tamer or a lone spirit in this room, but how can there be a lone spirit or a lone spirit tamer in this room? I closed my eyes and felt it carefully, and the power suddenly disappeared again, probably because my mind was too nervous.

"Little poem? Why did you come back so late? A voice sounded in the darkness, and I turned my head to find my aunt sitting on the couch, wearing a purple silk pajamas.

"I'm out to play......" I can't think of any other excuse. Although my aunt rarely cares about me on weekdays, after all, there must be a reasonable explanation for coming home so late. But I wondered, why didn't my aunt sit in the living room with the light on at such a late hour? However, my aunt already had many unusual habits, such as her preference for bitter foods, such as her sudden disappearance for days or even months. She is moody and has a changeable personality, sometimes gentle as water, sometimes cold as ice.

"Don't be nervous, your personality follows your mother, she was more playful than you when she was a child." My aunt's tone was very gentle, and she didn't mean to be angry at all. She looked into my eyes, like two deep pools, calm yet unfathomable.

As soon as I mentioned my mother, I would feel a warm current in my heart, dispelling the chill brought by the rain just now, I quickly sat down next to my aunt and said, "Auntie, quickly tell me more things about my mother." ”

"It's not early today, you hurry up and go to bed, I'll tell you this weekend, and I'll talk about it all day." She smiled and patted me, urging me to go to sleep.

"Okay, it's a word, my aunt can't go overtime this weekend, you must tell me!" I said one more thing before I left.

"Okay, let's go and rest. Take a hot shower and don't catch a cold. Aunt said. My aunt always looked very gentle, but this gentleness gave people a strange sense of distance. An Yin thought that her aunt's gentleness was a little too deliberate, as if she was hiding something. I don't say no, after all, my aunt is my only relative in this world, and I can only trust her.

I answered and left. But I couldn't sleep all night, I looked at the ceiling with my eyes open, Mom......

Sure enough, the next day in class, as soon as Lao Mi walked into the classroom, I felt as if I saw a powerful sleeping pill walking in, and I fell asleep with a tilt of my head. In the end, it was Lao Mi who went into battle in person and woke up from her dream with her penetrating soprano. I quickly stood up, looked around, and nervously asked my tablemate, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Was there an earthquake or a fire? ”

The expression of the table at the moment seems to be the end of the world tomorrow.

I saw Lao Mi looking at me with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "The sense of vigilance is quite strong, and it seems that the school's drills are still very effective." ”

I lowered my head in embarrassment, and the frozen atmosphere in the class forced me to swallow back the smile that was about to slip out of my mouth.

"You get me out! 10,000 words check! If you can't write well, don't come back to my class! ”

Some people say that an angry woman has the combat power of an atomic bomb. I deeply feel that this is very wrong, and it has already surpassed the atomic bomb, right? When I walked out, I saw He An's villain gloating and lip-syncing to me: "Meng Yishi, get out of the new season." ”

"So, you came to me for refuge?" Qi Yan looked at me with an expression that was worse than death.

I found a chair and sat down out of nowhere, and said with a smile: "Why do you talk like this?" I was afraid that you would be bored alone, so I came to accompany you. ”

"If Old Mi knew that I took you in, she would have skinned me alive!" Qi Yan was resentful.

"You're an all-powerful high-level lone spirit and you're still afraid of her!? Give me a few pieces of paper and a pen, and I'll have to start writing those 10,000 words, and you're in a good environment here to help me brew a mood of reversing my past mistakes. I bumped him with my elbow and said.

"How are you going to write these 10,000 words? It's not enough to write all the things you have done in the past 17 years, right? Qi Yan grabbed a few pieces of paper and a pen and threw them to me.

"If you want to say 10,000 words check, I do have experience......" I said, holding my cheeks.

"Oh my God! So what did you do last time with 10,000 words? ”

"I don't remember the specifics. But when I wrote it at that time, I wrote the words 'Teacher, I was wrong' over and over again until it was enough for 10,000 words. I said with a flutter of eyebrows on the pen in my hand.

"What a move!" Qi Yan looked admiring.

"However, when I handed this inspection to the dean, he smiled after reading it and said that it was well written, you can read it to me."

Qi Yan laughed and patted my head: "You! You deserve it! ”

"This is a clear envy of my incomparable intelligence! You know what! I don't know if the spirit tamer can practice any spiritual power so that Lao Mi won't embarrass me anymore. There are special preferential treatment for ethnic minorities, not to mention that I am all of an alien race! ”

"Don't mess around, I have the right to arrest you and lock you up in the dark room if you use this spiritual power at will."

"I really want to mess around with you when you say that."

I didn't bother to write, so I got up and walked around his studio, flipping through the book and looking at the painting. Qi Yan had no choice but to follow me. That's when I noticed a new work of his, which, though carefully hidden in a corner, was me: a Republican woman, who looked to be only 20 years old, wearing an aqua-blue cheongsam and leaning against a door. The eyes are far away, but there is a kind of happiness and joy that cannot be concealed, and the short ear-length hair adds a bit of playfulness and cuteness. There is almost no decoration around her body, except for a bracelet made of stone on her hand, which must have been given to her by her sweetheart. Her facial features give people a very delicate feeling, her eyebrows are clear, and she has a very happy smile, which makes people can't help but be attracted by this smile and can't help but like this girl. I looked at the painting and felt that the girl had come out of the painting and was smiling at me.

"She's my soul tamer." Qi Yan walked up to me and looked at the painting with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

"She seems to be a very nice person, and I feel like I can't help but like her." I say.

"Yes, she's a nice person, very nice to everyone. She was a nurse at the time, doing her best to treat every wounded. She is not afraid of hardship, tiredness or even injury, just like a ray of sunshine igniting hope for people in the aid station. It wasn't until later that she fell in love with a military man. So she gave up immortality, but grew old slowly with the soldier, in her words, 'holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son'. To settle me, she prayed that the Lord would take me away so that I could continue to live. I listened to everything she had to offer, didn't say anything, and that's what I am today. Qi Yan looked at the painting and said little by little.

"Was she happy with the soldier?"

Qi Yan's fingertips gently slid over the painting: "Very happy, she has been smiling until the time she finally passed away." But I don't understand, why does she feel happy? Without spiritual power, without youth, without longevity, how can we talk about happiness? ”

"In fact, it doesn't matter the length of life, it is an incomparable happiness to be able to be with the person you like and do what you like. Happiness is an inner feeling, nothing to do with external objects, think about how many hundred years you have lived for nearly a thousand years, what really makes you feel full is not the whole process but a certain period of time. Sometimes, life is too long, and it can dilute the sense of happiness. I said.

"Maybe, but I still want to find her and see how she is now."

"You're going to find her. I'd love to get to know her, too. I glanced at the woman again, and she seemed to hear our conversation and smiled brighter. Such a woman can let go of so many things that the world envy to bravely follow what she loves, and she will definitely be very happy.

"It's just, what are you going to do when you find her? Awakening the memories of her past life? But she may no longer have the physique of a spirit tamer, and will still die of old age. I asked suddenly.

"The Lord can give her the status of a spirit tamer, these are not problems."

"But have you thought about your master's thoughts? Will she still be unwilling to be immortal as she was in her previous life? Maybe she now has a lover of her own, a home of her own, a whole new life. Do you still want to awaken her memories and break her peace? I asked cautiously.

Qi Yan stopped talking, and carefully covered the painting with a curtain.