"Ah Heng, I'm ......", Zhong Yang didn't know what to say for a while, he could see that Ming Haoqi was already angry at this time. In fact, Fang Cai Zhong Yang didn't really want to kill Ayin, he was just angry at the time, and he just wanted to vent for a while, how could he do this to a child! But he didn't expect Ayin to have such an ability to catch Bing Rin. But now it's too late for Zhong Yang to explain, it's a fact that Ah Yin was injured by his icy sword, and Ming Haoqi should be angry, but it can also be seen from this that this child is really important to Ming Haoqi.

Zhong Yang didn't want to defend himself anymore, he turned his back to Ming Haoqi, and a faint sadness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his usual indifference, and was silent for a long time, only listening to him, "Ah Heng, there are many disturbances in today's affairs, I'll leave first." ”

Zhong Yang didn't take a few steps, only heard Ming Haoqi behind him speak, "Senior brother......"

Zhong Yang's body was stunned, his feet were slightly unstable, Ming Haoqi had never taken the initiative to talk to him over the years, in the few times that the two of them met, Ming Haoqi was silent most of the time, even if he had to speak, he was like gold, and now he took the initiative to stop Zhong Yang, and listening to the tone of his words, he thought that he had something to say to him.

Zhong Yang was overjoyed in his heart, hurriedly stopped, turned around, and looked at Ming Haoqi, with some expectation on his face.

At this time, the expression on Ming Haoqi's face was still faint, not angry or angry, but Zhong Yang saw a sense of alienation from his expression, and his heart couldn't help but "chuckle". Next, I only heard Ming Haoqi speak, "Senior brother, my Ayin is not called a little mute, he has a name, and this name was taken by me personally." Moreover, he not only knows how to treat guests, but he is even better than you and me in dealing with the world and distinguishing between right and wrong, good and evil. Also, I think you owe him an apology. ”

After Ming Haoqi finished speaking, Zhong Yang's face had become ugly, and his face, which was still full of anticipation, had begun to show slight anger at this time, he clenched the fist in his hand, the teeth in his mouth were bitten by him, and finally he didn't say another word, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

Ming Haoqi was silent in place for a moment, turned around, squatted down, pulled Ayin's little hand full of blood, checked it, and said softly, "I'll take you to wash it." ”

Ming Haoqi took a towel to wipe the water on Ah Yin's hand, the hand in front of him was small, white and tender, although Ah Yin had used it to hold Bing Rin's sharp blade tightly, but now it was intact, without any traces of injury.

After Ming Haoqi wiped Ah Yin's hand clean, she pulled him to his side, stared at his eyes, and said slowly, "Ah Yin, why are you so troubled, although the wound on your hand will heal soon, the pain in your heart when the cold blade pierces the flesh and blood will not be alleviated by half a point." I know you hate him, but I don't want to see a second time like today, remember? ”

Ayin lowered his head and nodded silently.

You are the only thought left to him by his parents, he didn't seem to care back then, but he took you with him all day, never separated for a moment, he cherished you, I will help him cherish you, if we see each other again in the future, I will definitely return you to him intact.

Ayin's 100th year by Ming Haoqi's side is also the hundredth year he has been in the clouds.

Ayin stood under the hibiscus tree in the courtyard, the leafy trees in the summer had no leaves left at this time, and when the north wind blew, the only few remaining leaves also fell, and only the branches were "brushed" in the howling wind.

After so many years, although Ayin has grown a lot taller, he still looks like a teenager. He looked up at the low sky through the messy branches.

At this time, the sky is gray, and in the winter clouds, such weather always indicates the arrival of a large snowstorm in the near future.

"Chirp, chirp......" Suddenly, Ah Yin heard a very sad cry, and he looked around with his head down, and finally found a small bird in the withered yellow grass next to the hibiscus tree.

Ayin walked over, squatted down and looked down at the little bird carefully, although there are not many of this kind of bird in the clouds, but Ayin has also seen it, its call is very good, Ming Haoqi told him that this bird is called a lark. But at this time, the lark's cry in the grass was not so pleasant, it sounded very sad, and in the past, without waiting for Ayin to get close, they would always flee and fly away like a gust of wind, and today he was so close to it, but it was still squatting there, motionless, just screaming with a scream of "chirp, chirp......chirp".

At this time, Ah Yin also noticed that something was wrong, and one of the wings of the lark in the grass in front of him drooped low, looking as if it was injured.

Ayin stretched out his hand, but before his hand touched the lark, he only heard it cry more fiercely, although it could not spread its wings and fly away at this time, but it was still beating its claws and constantly jumping backwards to dodge.

Ayin smiled and gently tapped the lark's little head with his finger, as if to tell it not to be afraid, and then he gently placed his hand on the lark's injured wing.

Soon, Ah Yin took his hand back, and the lark in front of him flapped its wings slightly, and the wings that were still injured and weakened were now extended. The lark seemed to be surprised, and saw that it flapped its wings a few more times, and then it actually flew.

The lark hovered in the air above Ayin's head, making a pleasant call, and Ayin looked at it and grinned silently. After a long time, it was not until the sky was completely overcast that snowflakes had begun to float in the air, and the lark slowly flew away.

Ayin's more than 300 years by Ming Haoqi's side is also more than 300 years since he came to the clouds.

The night climate in late spring and early summer is the most pleasant, for some reason, this year's clouds are warm very early, the hibiscus trees in the courtyard are already green leaves, with buds to be released, I believe that it will not be long before the courtyard will be full of hibiscus flowers.

At night, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, the stars are dotted, and the sky is cloudless. The Big Dipper in the northern sky is clearly connected in the shape of a spoon on such a night, and directly above them there is an eternal star, which the world calls the North Star. At night, it often gives directions to pedestrians who are lost. Maybe it's a sunny day, or maybe there are other reasons, in short, tonight's North Star looks particularly bright, the sky is just dark, it rises in the northern sky, emitting a dazzling light, I don't know who it is guiding the way home tonight, and on such a night, I believe no one will get lost again.

Ming Haoqi was reading a book in the room, and suddenly, the door of the room was opened with a "bang", and Ayin stumbled in, with a pair of red eyes and a look of joy on his face that Ming Haoqi had never seen before. I saw him running in front of Ming Haoqi in a few steps, his hands tightly grasping Ming Haoqi's sleeves, and his mouth opened, as if he had something to say.

Ah Yin has been in the clouds for more than 300 years, although he has always looked like a teenager, but his character is very mature, no matter what happens, he is calm and steady, Ming Haoqi has never seen him so emotional.

"Ayin, what's wrong? What happened? Seeing Ayin's reaction so violently, for some reason, Ming Haoqi's heart began to tremble slightly.

Ayin opened her mouth, still trying to speak.

Ming Haoqi also saw his intentions, he first secretly calmed down his emotions, and then encouraged softly, "Ayin, you speak slowly, it's okay." ”

"Childe, the master is back." Although it was only a short seven words, this was the first time that Ayin had spoken in his life, and it was also the only sentence he had ever said in his life, and his voice did not sound as crisp and pleasant as a teenager should have, but very rough and low, and even a little unpleasant. But for Ming Haoqi, this is the most beautiful voice he has ever heard in his life.

A long, long time later, when Ming Haoqi thought about this night again, he could still clearly remember the overjoyed expression on Ayin's face when he said this sentence and the voice of the long-broken heart in his chest reviving after hearing this.

Ayin has been in the clouds for more than 300 years, and finally waited for the person he had been waiting for.

In the first year of Mo Han's soul, when the snow in the clouds covered the mountain, Ming Haoqi found a bell under the hibiscus tree in the courtyard, this bell is extremely rare and has the ability to grow and repair, but it is just a dumbbell, and the tongue in the bell does not know where it went.

The hibiscus tree in the Ming Haoqi Courtyard was planted by Mo Han himself, and now it is blooming every year.

In the tenth year of Mo Han's soul, Ming Haoqi went to Guocheng once that year, and only one person knew. After he came back from Guocheng, there were a few more jars of wine in the courtyard, which tasted fragrant, spicy and sweet in the mouth, and a little spicy in the sweet. However, Ming Haoqi has only put the wine there all along, and has never drunk a drop, but he is often slightly fascinated by the three big words "The Old Man Returns" on the red paper pasted on the wine jar.

The only person who knew that Ming Haoqi had been to Guocheng was named Shen Xiaohan, the owner of a restaurant, although he was young, he took care of this small shop prosperously, according to him, his father has been dead for more than ten years, and the name of the restaurant he took over from his father more than ten years ago is Old Man Gui.

In the hundredth year of Mo Han's soul, when Ming Haoqi stood in front of the window, he saw Ayin saving a lark, and when he heard the familiar crisp and melodious cry of the lark again, his eyes unconsciously moistened slightly.

For more than three hundred years after Mo Han's soul was scattered, that year, in one night, Ayin said the first and only sentence in his life. That night, the moon was in the sky, the night was very good, the clouds were light and the wind was light, it was advisable to return, and everything was unscrupulous.

That night, Ming Haoqi looked up in the courtyard, and the North Star was especially bright in the northern sky that night.

Ming Haoqi has been waiting silently for more than three hundred years, and finally waited for the person he had been waiting for.