When the boy saw Shuying turn around, he was caught off guard, so he also subconsciously turned around.

Seeing the question, he slowly turned around and replied, "Don't be afraid, I just want to protect the girl." ”

"Why?"

"I don't know why I'm here, and the first thing I tell myself every day when I wake up is to protect you!"

Shuying looked at his strange and familiar figure, the white face of the moon, and felt warm.

Although he was full of doubts, he didn't want to ask any more questions at the moment.

"That'...... Are your injuries healed?"

"Sister Xie cares, it's been okay for a long time", a smile hung on her clear face.

So saying, the two of them went to their sister together. The Xinyi flowers in my sister's place are like hanging waterfalls, and sometimes there are humble Xinyi collectives growing downward.

From shallow to deep, a deep stretch stretches shallowly, the flowers are engraved with a bewitching posture, a gust of wind blows, the petals fall one after another, like cotton falling with Xinyi rain.

Sister Luzhu said emotionally: "Every time the petals fall, my heart softens. ”

Childe said: "It's a pity that the flowers fall like snow." ”

Luzhu sighed: "It's a pity that the flowers are falling in spring." ”

In the distance, there are groups of people, walking under the towering trees of Xinyi, there are chic and elegant people, and there are down-to-earth people, all of whom are melted under this Xinyi rain.

Momo's flower appreciators, crumbling powder makeup all over the ground, is the most clear and wishful flower, holy, atmospheric, dignified.

The people who traveled with them were looking for their favorite flower, and the three of them all looked at it blankly, so uncomfortable.

Return in the evening.

Next. Follow.

Again, follow, guarding......

Summer solstice.

Shuying was studying in the grotto, and suddenly read Li Qingzhao's complete collection of poems "Like a Dream Order", the words and sentences are as follows:

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

Shuying was moved by the meaning of the word, flew to the bottom of the poem, remembered that there was a wild lotus pond near Chunxian Mountain, and thought about going over to enjoy the lotus.

The sun is deep, and the lotus leaves dance in the breeze, like the dancer calmly spinning, shaking gracefully.

The cold fragrance and Yiyun that swelled up, it was red, but I saw the lotus leaf pavilion, like a beautiful woman waiting for the wanderer, I was afraid that I was only afraid of the decline of the dancing clothes, with the west wind, and the grievances of Nanpu.

The boy in white was also fascinated by the scene in front of him, and walked along the jade belt embankment and the green shade under the high willows......

I wanted to stay in the flowers, but I saw that the boat holder had gone.

I don't know how many lotus leaves left? The dancing shadow rests for a while, and the afterglow is not gone...... This lotus dance is nowhere to be found......

He was left alone, rippling in the lotus pond.

After a long time, Gongzi saw that the lotus flowers in the lotus pond were poured by the downpour, and there seemed to be a beauty on the other side of the lotus pond haunting the flowers.

Like a lotus fairy, the fairy robe flutters, wandering on the pond, if flying...... Just as he was about to remind the fairy not to get caught in the rain.

The fairy turned around and was gone......

After a while, Shuying ran towards him with a lotus leaf umbrella cover: "You remind me not to get drenched in the rain, is there anything blocking Childe?"

Childe looked at Shuying's wet face, and suddenly felt loose.

It turned out that the lotus fairy in the rain was her.

The summer rain always comes in a hurry, and they run together on the road......

The sound of dripping on the lotus leaf "dong dong dong...... The sound was dripping, extraordinarily loud, extraordinarily pleasant.

The rain fell to the ground, and the dust flew from the road...... You can smell the fresh fragrance of the earth.

The Fuchun Mountains in the distance are also endless, which is particularly romantic.

"Childe, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name. ”

"How about I give you a name?"

"Good. ”

"Then I'll call you Muddy Dust. ”

"Is it the dust of Weicheng Chaoyu and light dust?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Okay, then I'll call you Fairy Hanlian, okay?"

The two of them talked and laughed and returned to the grotto, so comfortable, Shuying couldn't help but feel a feeling of emotion in her heart, she had never had such a spiritual experience before.

Only then did I realize the words and moods contained in the poems written by Li Qingzhao, and chew on the meaning of the words and sentences of "Like a Dream Order......

The next night, the dark sky was filled with bright stars, which looked particularly dazzling.

The fireflies also flew up, and the bright moon hung high in the air.

The faint starlight is like a light veil, fluttering and sprinkling, reflected on the cool river......

It was like a layer of broken silver, shining brightly.

The wind is blowing slowly, clear and comfortable.

They came to a field of red knotweeds, and a few white geese loomed and wandered.

Huchen whispered, "You close your eyes." ”

Shuying closed her eyes tightly.

"You see, this is my home. ”

Shuying opened her eyes and was stunned by the scene in front of her:

I saw a majestic and magnificent scene on the lake in front of me:

Deep, quiet, dreamy, there seems to be a colorful crystal palace flashing inside, layered on top of each other......

There are stone stairs and night pearls, fine rose wind, with brilliance in the cold.

In a few moments, the scene was gone, and the night was strange.

"This is Qunuma, and further down is the Sea of Ink, and my home is in the deepest part of the Sea of Sorrow. ”

"It must be far away, right?"

"Not far away, we are already close to the realm of the sea of evil. Huchen said indifferently.

"Do you want to go to my house to have a look, are you afraid?" asked Huchen again.

"Yes, but I'm afraid of water, the sea is too deep, and now I just look at it from afar. ”

"Okay, then I'll take you to see it from afar. ”

After that, Huchen raised his hand and pointed to the sky—

It was a horse, strong and bony, running and walking in the sky.

Huchen beckoned the horse closer, took Shuying in his arms and galloped onto the horse, and the horse galloped up in the air, at first Shuying's heart was very nervous, and he could only hear the sound of Huchen's heartbeat fluttering, and felt that his arms were very warm.

For the first time, the stars became so close to the starry sky, and the sea under the sky was like a huge sleeping Buddha statue, quiet and serene, shining with an even more bizarre scene.

The blue sea is deep and wide, and the palaces are towering, and the light of the night pearl is reflected in the light of the night pearl everywhere......

There are many pedestrians wandering around, and it looks like schools of big fish swimming, and the most shining palace seems to be inlaid with thousands of pearls and precious stones of seven colors, like a dream.

Shuying had never seen such a wonderful sight, and when she returned, she applied Danqing and painted this sea wonderland on the rock wall of the grotto.

Leisure time is easy to pass,

Anyway, this school is about to start, I don't know what kind of person the master is?

On this day, I went to school in Huange Villa.

When a few servant women saw Shuying coming, Fang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Why doesn't the girl come to school these days?"

"Although your master is in retreat, the girl hasn't been here for a long time. ”

"Amitabha, it's good to be back!"

Shuying bowed over and said, "It's worrying the grandmothers." ”

The grandmothers praised it again.