"Xiaohan, although it is early spring, it is indeed the season to plant trees, but not every time of the day is suitable for planting trees, generally speaking, morning and afternoon are the best times to plant trees", Ming Haoqi glanced at the sun that was already hanging high in the sky, and continued, "Now that the sun is starting to get a little bigger, you should stop first, and we will plant together after noon." ”

Mo Han had never planted a tree before, and it was the first time that he had grown so big, and he didn't know anything about some of the common sense, at this time, when he heard Ming Haoqi say this, he sorted out the soil by the pit a little, and then dropped the shovel in his hand and stopped digging anymore. And now that the sun is getting stronger and stronger, Mo Han is already sweating, and at this time, the clothes inside are sticky to his body, which makes him feel very uncomfortable, so it's okay not to plant. In addition, Ming Haoqi knows a lot of things, and he has always been rigorous, Mo Han has always believed in his words, since Ming Haoqi said that it is not suitable to plant trees now, then he is obedient.

Mo Han glanced at the hibiscus sapling on the ground on the side, the small and tender sapling had been away from the soil for so long, and the sun was shining, and the young leaves on the branches were already slightly cold at this time. Mo Han hurriedly went over to pick up the sapling, carefully transferred it to a shady place in the corner of the wall, and then carefully wrapped the roots of the sapling with soil, and finally scooped a large bowl of water and watered the entire sapling. After doing all this, Mo Han walked back to Ming Haoqi's side.

Ming Haoqi looked at Mo Han's Lingyun suit, which was already slightly soaked, and he saw all of Mo Han's actions in his eyes, although he was a little childish, but it was enough to see that he attached great importance to this matter.

Ming Haoqi didn't continue to stay where he was, he pulled Mo Han into the room, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and then smiled at him, "Xiaohan, although this hibiscus sapling looks very weak, its vitality is very tenacious, you can rest assured, it will not die so easily." ”

Mo Han poured a large glass of warm boiled water, although his body was still slightly sticky at this time, but his heart was much cooler, he wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I also heard the farmer mention this, saying that the hibiscus tree is easy to plant and is easier to survive, but, third senior brother, you have also seen, it is still so small, how can it withstand the exposure of the noon sun, now I shade it, and when it grows up in the future, it can be shaded for us, which is also an equivalent exchange between us and it." ”

Many years later, the hibiscus tree finally grew, and as expected, it opened up a cool shade in the scorching summer, but at that time, the person who had shaded it was no longer there.

The hibiscus tree in the courtyard of Ming Haoqi was taken care of by Mo Han single-handedly, watering, fertilizing, and pruning branches and leaves...... No matter how big or small, as long as it is related to the hibiscus tree, I don't know where it is, Mo Han will always inquire about it, and if he knows it, he will do it, and he will do it very well.

"Third Senior Brother, when I die, I must be buried under the hibiscus tree, if anyone misses me in the future, just come and talk to me under the hibiscus tree, so that I will not be very lonely." One day, after Mo Han pruned the branches and leaves of the hibiscus tree, he looked at the trunk of the hibiscus tree, which was already much thicker, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In the past few years, as long as Mo Han is not crossing, he has to come to this hibiscus tree for a while almost every day, sometimes to water it, loosen the soil, and sometimes prune the branches and leaves at will, but most of the time he just simply came to take a look, or stood under the tree and counted the changes that Mo Han could detect at a glance although they were very subtle day after day, or sat under the tree and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. Or look up at the sky through the bare branches of the winter day, when it is blue and clear, when it is gray and gloomy, when it is foggy,...... In short, since there is this hibiscus tree, it has become an unwritten rule for Mohan to come under this tree whenever he has time.

After sighing, Mo Han immediately added, "Otherwise, in the next life, I will simply make a hibiscus tree." ”

At this time, Ming Haoqi and Mo Han are standing under the hibiscus tree, this tree has never bloomed since it was planted, a few days ago, Mo Han found a few small buds on the branches, and he was very happy at the moment, because he ran here more often in the past few days, and today I don't know why he has such a sigh. After Ming Haoqi finished speaking, he said softly, "Xiaohan, no, you won't." ”

Mo Han said with a smile, "The world is unpredictable, and there will inevitably be accidents in life. And although it is true that we can immortal immortality when we cultivate immortals to a certain level, but I don't want to be like that, if one day in the future I have no attachment to everything in this world and feel that my life is not as good as a tree, then I will go to make a tree. ”

Ming Haoqi corrected, "I mean you won't be lonely. ”

Mo Han scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe, if I get married in the future, then I will ...... after I die" Mo Han did not continue, he remembered that he saw those husbands and wives on the streets of various cities, respecting each other like guests, whether they were in deep love, the piano was out of tune, and the appearance was detached, for some reason, he always felt that there was no kind of love he wanted, thinking of this, Mo Han's heart was slightly irritable.

At this time, Ming Haoqi's mood was also a little up and down, and he knew what he meant by Mo Han's unfinished words, but Ming Haoqi didn't speak again, but at that moment, he gently added in his heart, "Because no matter what, I won't let you leave alone and lonely." ”

Later, when that day really came, Mo Han broke his promise, and his bones were not buried under the hibiscus tree, because after his death, his soul was scattered, and there was no body to bury, and in the next life, Mo Han did not make a hibiscus tree, and no one knew the reason, and there was no way to know. And in the same way, Ming Haoqi also broke his promise, he still let Mo Han leave him alone and lonely, just for the curse left to him, and from then on he began to wait endlessly under the hibiscus tree.

One year, Zhong Yang was ordered by Lin Qingfeng to take the new disciples in the clouds to go out to practice, a month later Zhong Yang suddenly transmitted back to the clouds, only said the word "help" and then lost the news, Lin Qingfeng simply arranged the affairs in the door and hurriedly took Ming Haoqi and Xiao Hongxuan and others all the way to find it. At that time, Mo Han also wanted to go with him, but during that time, he somehow contracted the wind cold, his body was very uncomfortable, and he was very weak, so he could only stay with Luo Xiang in Budu.

A few days after Lin Qingfeng and the others left Yunzhong, Mo Han got the news that the capital of Xiaoyue Kingdom was controlled, the people were killed and injured countless times, and the life and death of the lord and mother of the country were unknown.

Ming Haoqi remembered that the last words he said to Mo Han that year was, "Xiaohan, I will definitely go to you and wait for me." That was the only time in his life that he lost his trust in Mo Han, and it was this only time that made him lose Mo Han forever.

Everything in the mirror in front of him is the time that Ming Haoqi wants to keep the most in his life, he would rather stay in the years before Mo Han returned to Xiaoyue Kingdom, watching Mo Han laughing and playing in front of his eyes, listening to Mo Han playing coquettishly to him, that kind of Mo Han is the real Mo Han, and it is the Mo Han he has liked for so many years. Thinking of this, Ming Haoqi's face overflowed with satisfied pleasure, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Master, wake up, wake up!" Yan Nian's eager voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Ming Haoqi opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Yan Nian looking at him anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

Everything in front of him suddenly disappeared all at once, Ming Haoqi turned his head to look around, there were still mirrors around him, and his expression in the mirror was momentarily dazed and trance, but in the next second, he immediately regained his previous clarity and composure.

Ming Haoqi clenched her fists slightly, and asked, "Ah Nian, where is Xiao Yun?" ”

Yan Nian hurriedly said, "I've been looking for a long time, and I haven't seen Childe. ”

Ming Haoqi remembered everything he had just seen, those past events were like a mirror, a little carelessness, it would make people nostalgic and unable to get out, if it weren't for words, he would probably have fallen into it now.

Thinking of Yan Jin's situation at this time, it is very likely that he is also trapped in the heavy mirror like him, if this is the case, he will definitely see some of the past, but what Ming Haoqi is not sure is that Yan Jin sees Mo Han's or his own, but no matter who it is, these things can easily make him fall into it and can't extricate himself, so he must find him quickly.

Thinking of this, Ming Haoqi took a step, stared at a mirror in front of him and rushed straight over, his body was not hindered in any way, he easily passed through the mirror, but then what appeared in front of Ming Haoqi's eyes was exactly the same scene as just now, and there were still mirrors around.

Yan Jin couldn't help frowning when he looked at the scene in front of him, just after it was pitch black, Ming Haoqi and Yan Nian around him were gone, but he came to such a ghost place full of mirrors. Yan Jin stretched out his hand and touched one of the mirrors in front of him, but his hand did not touch the hard mirror surface in his imagination, but passed directly through the mirror. Yan Jin thought for a moment, tried to lift one foot and stepped over the mirror, and after a while, he saw that there was no danger, so he moved his whole body together. But before Yan Jin could be happy, he found that the other side of the mirror was still a mirror, and there was no difference from the other side just now.

Yan Jin couldn't get out of here, so he sat directly on the ground, and at this time he could only hope that Ming Haoqi and Yan Nian would save him.

Yan Jin was surrounded by mirrors in the middle, what he saw in front of him was not only himself but himself, staring at the countless self in the mirror for a while, Yan Jin's consciousness gradually became blurred.