He Ge sat alone in the small pavilion of the library, the bright and dazzling moonlight spread over the entire dark garden, and tears suddenly welled up, every grass and tree here was safe, the same as when he left, or even more luxuriant, but where was he?

Today......

Xuan, ridiculous and beyond the norm, he was so frightened and afraid, he lost the sensation of his limbs for a while, and he couldn't move his body at that moment, fortunately he only stopped here, otherwise, with his own strength, I am afraid that there is no hope of escaping, at that time, where is Ke?

However, that feeling of proximity, that distinct warmth, actually set off the only ripple in her dry well-like life now, and this ripple should not have come from Ke?

At this moment, where is Ke?

Lonely, cold, and almost cold.

The small courtyard of the library, in the eyes of He Ge at this moment, is incomparably large.

The next day, the birdsong was on the quiet mountain road, and a girl dressed in blue was walking slowly step by step.

The last time I went to Fanjing Mountain, I took a carriage, and I don't remember the route very well, but He Ge just wanted to see Ke, so he couldn't care about it, and went out early in the morning to go up the mountain.

The more I went up the mountain, the more I remembered the vague and rounded up, and I didn't know where I went.

Strange to say, there is not even a passer-by in this vicinity, not even a woodcutter, let alone a pilgrim.

He Ge walked for a long time with his memory, but he still didn't see half a brick and tile of Fanjing Temple, but fortunately he sat on the side of the road and sighed.

It is a bit impulsive to come so willfully, but we must see Ke today, and we can no longer let the cracks and dryness spread on the tip of my heart.

He Ge made up his mind, stood up, and just took two steps, he saw that there seemed to be an eaves in the woods in the distance. Great, there's a home here!

When I got closer, I finally saw that this was an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, but the flowers and trees on both sides of the road in front of the court were lush and green, which had a very chic charm.

The courtyard door was slightly open, and the main entrance of the house was also ajar. He Ge lightly buckled them, and before he could speak, a soft female voice came from behind him.

"Who's the girl?"

He Ge turned around and saw a woman about the same size as himself standing there, with black hair half-pulled up, pinned to two jasper hairpins, and no pendants on her body. The woman looked at herself, a pair of almond eyes were full and soft, her slightly open lips were small and shallow, but there was no blood, and her cheeks were also slightly innocent, and she was wearing a very heavy cloak, and the whole person was like a willow in the wind before the rain, but at this moment, there was no wind.

He Ge nodded at her, "This is the girl's courtyard?" I was going to look for the mountain of Nafanjing, but I turned here because I didn't know the way, and I asked the girl to show me the way. ”

After listening to her, the woman's eyes moved slightly, and she still stood in place, just looking her up and down, left and right.

He Ge was a little embarrassed, and looked down at the hem of his skirt, which was indeed stained with a lot of mud.

"The mountain road is difficult, I see that the girl has been walking for a long time, if you don't dislike it, you can come in and sit." With a slight smile on her lips, the woman walked over and opened the courtyard door.

He Ge smelled a strange smell mixed with tea and medicine from her.

The furnishings in the hall are also simple, but there is a table and two chairs, and He Ge is not only thinking, what if there is one more person, it is estimated that he can only squat.

"Sit down." The woman coughed twice, and her face turned pale. When she entered the house, she did not take off the cloak, but lit a fire to prepare tea.

"What do you call a girl?" Sitting in a stranger's house like this, He Ge felt a little abrupt, and besides, the girl looked weak and weak, and she didn't dare to work her, so she took the tea stove, helped her add tea and water, and then sat on the stove.

The woman looked at Hege, thanked her, and then said, "The girl can call me Feng'er." What about me, what should I call you? ”

"Lotus song, the world is a lotus, clean and self-fragrant, when the long song to congratulate."

Feng'er sat opposite with a hand stove, and after listening to Hege's words, she nodded with a light smile, "The artistic conception is very beautiful, but Feng'er's writing is negligent, can you ask the girl to write it on the paper." ”

"Nature." He Ge looked around, but saw that there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk by the window in the east, so he walked over and wrote it and handed it to Feng'er.

Feng'er looked at it silently for a while, but her expression was a little sad. He Ge didn't understand, her name was obviously very freehand, why did it cause her to suddenly be sad?

He Ge was about to ask, but Feng'er smiled again.

"The word girl, delicate and fresh, smart and beautiful, very beautiful." She raised her eyes to look at Hege, "Just like you." ”

He Ge smiled a little shyly, "The girl praised it, this was all forced out by my master, if you want to talk about it, my master is more powerful." ”

"Your master...... Forcing you? Feng'er was slightly surprised.

"What I wrote was ugly, and it was he who taught me one by one, so that I could show off here."

After listening to this, Feng'er still smiled, but her voice was like a wandering mind, and she muttered: "That is the case, why is it like this?" ”

He Ge didn't understand what Feng'er meant, but when he saw that she was getting more and more haggard, and the whole person was sad, so he worried: "Feng'er, are you okay?" ”

The aroma of tea was already overflowing in the furnace, and He Ge hurriedly poured a cup and put it in front of Feng'er, only to find that this tea was very familiar, and it was actually a tea that Ke cherished very much, and he had to cook and drink it every day.

He Ge picked up the small cup and put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully, and then looked at the tea soup, and it was exactly the same.

"This tea ......" He Ge wanted to ask, but he didn't know how.

Feng'er smiled casually, "This is the country coarse tea I planted, please taste it." ”

"This tea...... Seem...... It's the same as what my master used to drink. He Ge took a sip and became more and more convinced that this tea was the same as that used by Ke. For this tea, Zhong Hao also asked Ke for it many times, but to no avail, it can be seen that Ke cares about this thing very much.

So, what is the relationship between him and the woman named Feng'er in front of him?

Feng'er brushed the stove, watching He Ge keep biting the tea bowl, a pair of beautiful and bright eyes were fluctuating slightly, her brows were frowning slightly, and her ten fingers were as beautiful as jade.

"I don't know, what kind of person is the girl's master?" Feng'er coughed lightly again, and some reddish blood had surged in her eyes, like a red candle was about to end, the light was slightly waxy, and she was helpless.

Seeing her like this, He Ge couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in his heart, looking at the small courtyard so simple, I am afraid that she is the only one living here alone, if you want to say lonely, I am afraid that she is not as good as one-tenth of here.

"My master is a very young man, but he is not the old-fashioned person who twists his beard and lowers his eyes in the private school." He Ge smiled, learning from the appearance of those old gentlemen he had seen, and the comparison was really funny.

Feng'er pursed her lips and looked at He Ge and smiled.

"But he is really good, he writes well, he does a good job of learning, he knows a lot, he is an easy-going and humble person, he takes care of me very much, and makes me ......" He Ge paused, his eyes blinked, as if he had thought of something extremely happy, and said happily: "Feel warm." ”

"Warm? Does he make you feel warm? Hearing this, Feng'er's expression was actually a little hesitant, repeating Hege's words, as if asking her, and as if asking herself.

He Ge looked at Feng'er's appearance, and looked down at the tea in the cup, and also had some thoughts in his heart. "This tea was planted by the girl, I don't know if you know the shopkeeper of Duancheng Mingyue Library, Zhai Ke?"

Feng'er was silent, and a streamer flashed in her eyes. "That Zhai Ke ......"

As he was saying this, he only heard a "bang", the door of the house was opened forcefully, and Ke was standing outside the door with a slightly angry face.