Zhou Heng quit his job in the restaurant and concentrated on the forest, except for the time he spent eating and going to the thatched house every day, he spent almost all his time reading and writing, and even sleeping was because he couldn't support it. For him, books are in his blood, dissolved in his blood, even if he works late in the restaurant every day, he will still hold the book and read it for a while when he comes home.

Sunrise and sunset, in countless days and nights, he tasted loneliness and loneliness, and he wanted to give up countless times, but under the dim light, he seemed to see Su Qingluo's beautiful smiling face.

This beautiful face is what motivates him for everything, and even when he is tired, he will continue to work hard.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the cold wind outside the house penetrates into Zhou Heng's house from time to time through the cracks in the doors and windows, and the cold wind blows through his emaciated face, directly into every inch of his body.

One is muddy to the bones, and the other is as noble as the snow lotus in the sky, which is the difference between cloud and mud.

But he still thinks that he can marry her back, which is simply the most cruel rebellion against the worldly reality.

That night, he was so tired from reading that his body fell down uncontrollably, his hand accidentally touched the oil lamp, and the oil lamp ignited a room full of books at once, and when he woke up, he only found himself in a sea of fire, and he still wanted to save those books, but it was too late.

He had to run out of the house, and it was engulfed in flames, which surrounded it like an emotionless executioner.

Zhou Heng looked at everything in front of him, knelt on the ground in grief, his eyes reflected the fiery red flames, chagrin and grief hit, and his eyes became wet all of a sudden.

"Ruined! Everything is ruined! He cried.

But he knew that even if everything was ruined, he still couldn't give up, because there was someone waiting for him.

If he didn't have books, he went to buy a lot of paper, and he had memorized those books in his head, so he took Mobao and wrote the books that had been memorized over and over again.

The paper was crumpled, because when he lowered his head and held the brush, tears would drip down his face, and when the wind dried the paper, it would leave little by little tear stains.

He was so tired, so lonely, so desperate.

But we have to keep trying.

Recently, it has been rumored in Lin'an Town that a little madman who loves books often runs to the bookstore to buy the cheapest rice paper with a few pennies, obviously his body is already ragged and his face is black, but he doesn't need money to buy a good shirt and a pair of good shoes, but he is crazy, raising his bone-like hand in front of the bookstore owner, opening a pair of blood-red eyes, and asking: "Is there the cheapest rice paper, I want to buy it." ”

The bookstore owner looked at the somewhat crazy man in front of him, took a few pennies from his hand in fear, brought him rice paper, and bought all the rice paper in the library in almost ten and a half days.

In the past month, Zhou Heng had hardly slept well, because he was afraid that as long as he closed his eyes, others would surpass him in the time he was resting.

He was afraid that his slightest mistake would cause Su Qingluo to leave him.

On the day of entering Beijing to catch the exam, he knew that Su Qingluo couldn't come to see him off, he just stood under the archway in Lin'an Town alone, and then put his hands together and saluted respectfully in the direction of Su Mansion, his eyes were instantly wet red, and he muttered: "Wait for me to come back." "It's like saying goodbye to someone far away, and the person being said goodbye can hear it.

What he didn't know was that Su Qingluo was breaking through the door of the Su family's mansion at the moment and running under the archway at the gate of the town, but the affection of thousands of mountains and rivers could no longer be transmitted.

The sun is setting.

His figure was long in the sun, he was dressed in tattered clothes, even his hair was unkempt, he had not been groomed for ten days and a half, he looked sloppy and dirty, but he didn't care about these things anymore.

The road to the capital was so far, he only prepared a few white-flour steamed buns for himself, as well as a basket of rice paper, he wrote every day, silently every day, and had already memorized it backwards, and the melons were ripe.

When he stepped into the entrance of the exam, his heart became stable, and he felt as if he was one step closer to Su Qingluo.

The daily fatigue and exhaustion did not break Zhou Heng, because he had a belief in his heart.

He found his examination seat with a bamboo chopstick, and everyone around him was so frightened that they took a few steps back and didn't dare to approach, because this person looked like a ghost.

A scrawny ghost.

When Zhou Heng picked up the exam paper and saw the proposition on the exam paper, he instantly flew into writing, because of this question, he had seen it several times, and his answer had also gone back and forth in his heart several times.

The pen fell, the paper fluttered, and in a short time, a long article was finished, he took it lightly with both hands, lowered his eyes and looked carefully, and checked it back and forth several times, he had never been so confident.

He handed in his answer sheet in high spirits, and looked at Zhou Heng's unkempt appearance, and couldn't help but be frightened, so he pretended to take the exam paper calmly.

Zhou Heng handed the test paper to the collector, clasped his hands together, and saluted respectfully.

He then turned away with his heavy luggage on his back, he had done his best, even though he knew that the court was dark, but he still had a glimmer of hope.

I hope that this court has changed, and that there are no longer so many constraints and barriers in this world.

May the world be clear and the world be warm.

He walked out of the examination room not far away, walked to a small alley, leaned against the mossy and mottled wall, suddenly felt a heavy tiredness hit him, he leaned against a dilapidated grain bag on the side, his eyes closed, and suddenly fell asleep.

He was so tired, the exhaustion of the past few days almost consumed the strength of his whole body, and a string broke for too long, and when it suddenly loosened, it would make a very discordant sound.

At the moment, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

At night, the streets were already brightly lit, and the warm lamps on the streets were hung on the top of the walls, illuminating the night, the light rain on the street fell tricklingly, and a few drops fell on Zhou Heng's emaciated side face, he felt the coolness of the raindrops, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He sat up, yawned heavily, rubbed his sleepy eyes, his whole body was slowly drenched by the fine rain, he raised his head, waited for the rain to fall on his face, the rain covered his face, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his own face vigorously, and the dirt on his face was washed away by the rain.

It seemed as if he hadn't rinsed his face in a long time, the rain wet his fine eyelashes, and he opened his eyes and looked at the seemingly warm world, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sourness.

There are thousands of lights, but none of them belong to him.

Can you fulfill your wish and let yourself and your loved one have a home and a small candle flame of your own?

After he woke up, he didn't stay long, but set off overnight and rushed back to Lin'an Town.

Just wait for the news of the release date.

He has expired promises and hopes, but he is wrong, this officialdom is still dark, and the darkness covers the light of the world, and it is tightly covered, and there is no trace of light at all.

At the same time, there is also a person in the distance who is anxiously waiting for his news, for Su Qingluo, she just hopes to be with her beloved, it doesn't matter whether he has fame or money, but that fame and fortune are all ladders to marry her.

If she could, she would rather throw off all worldly shackles and go with him.

Because love doesn't need anything to decorate, it doesn't need anything to set it off.

Love should be clean.

And the worldly things stain it.

On the day of the palace test, it also rained inexplicably in Lin'an Town, and the rain fell on the pond, causing ripples, and the fish under the water were gone, because they heard the violent sound and hid.

Because the world is so noisy, they don't want to come out again.

Su Qingluo leaned on the fence outside the house, watching the rain outside the house intently, the rain kept dripping down the eaves, wetting the rain flower stones on the ground, dyeing the emerald bamboo leaves, and moistening the green banana leaves.

She wondered if the person she loved had an umbrella to cover the rain outside, a shirt to warm her body, and whether she could fill her stomach.

All her thoughts followed the man, hoping that he would return safely.

She didn't want anything, she just wanted him to come back safely.

After a trip to the mountains and a trip to the water, Zhou Heng wore out the shoes on his feet, and after countless days and nights, he finally returned to Lin'an Town.

He walked on the bustling street, and there were many pedestrians coming and going, but his body was overdrawn, and he passed out on the ground after taking two more steps, and one person shouted: "Someone has fainted!" Someone fainted! ”

At this time, passers-by surrounded him as if they were busy.

I saw a man dressed in white and a woman dressed in white walking through the crowded crowd to Zhou Heng and rescued him.

In a trance, Zhou Heng heard someone calling him.

"Zhou Heng, Zhou Heng ......"

Zhou Heng heard the voice, slowly regained consciousness, and saw Mo Heng in front of him, beside him was standing a woman wearing a white veil on her face, the white gauze covered her face and couldn't see clearly, but she could see a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

Zhou Heng replied: "Mo Heng, you rescued me?" ”

Mo Heng nodded and responded, "Yes, you passed out on the side of the road, and my wife and I happened to be out to diagnose other people's pulse interruptions, so we rescued you." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Heng thanked.

Mo Heng smiled and said, "No thanks, you rescued me back in the first place, so I will return the favor." ”

"Here?" Zhou Heng asked.

"This is the dilapidated house where my wife and I live, and we don't want to live in a disturbed place, we just want to live well in this pure place." Mo Heng replied.

"It would be nice if I could also find a place to live quietly with Qingluo." Zhou Heng said slowly, with light in his eyes.

"Miss Su has been looking forward to your return." Mo Heng said.

"How do you know?" Zhou Heng asked.

Mo Heng pursed his lips and smiled, and slowly walked to the small wooden box on the desk, he slowly opened the small wooden box, took out a stack of letters, he put those letters in his hand, and said: "When you are not there, Miss Su often asks the girls in the house to send letters and ask me about your current situation. ”

Zhou Heng took those letters and opened one at random excitedly, only to see that the letter was written.

"I haven't seen Zhou Lang for a long time, I don't know if Zhou Lang is doing well, whether he eats well, whether he sleeps well, his thoughts slowly become heavy because of the passage of time, I don't want fame and fortune, I just hope that he will return safely."

When Zhou Heng saw the words on the letter, he didn't control it for a while, tears fell in a stream, and crystal tears fell on the dim letter paper.

He couldn't help muttering, "I'm doing well, I've returned safely." ”

"I'm going to see Qingluo, I'm going to tell her that I'm back safely." Zhou Heng said with red eyes.

Mo Heng grabbed him and said, "Wait, you freshen up first before you go, otherwise Miss Su will definitely find that you haven't taken good care of yourself when she sees your dress." ”

Zhou Heng thought about what Mo Heng said was reasonable, and nodded vigorously.

After everything was washed and changed, he rushed out the door without thinking.

Qingluo, wait for me, I'm back.

After scrapping some tutorials, it was already dark, and after the darkness, Zhou Heng came to the outside of the Su Mansion, he walked to the gate of the Su family, he wanted to go inside, but was stopped by the little guy at the door.

"Please help me report, I want to see Miss Su."

The little girl looked disdainful and sneered: "Our young lady can also be seen by people like you?" Get out of here! ”

Zhou Heng was pushed hard by the little guy, and his bones rolled on the stone steps, and his body hurt.

He begged several times, but the little guy didn't let him, Zhou Heng had no choice but to turn around and leave, he didn't go far, he remembered that Su Qingluo had told him that if he missed her, he could go to the wall of her house to learn how to meow a kitten, and she would know that he was looking for her.

Zhou Heng walked to the library again, bought some rice paper and pen and ink, and walked with those things to the wall of Su Qingluo's house.

He raised his hand and meowed at the other end of the wall: "Meow~Meow~Meow~"

Su Qingluo heard the strange and regular cat meow outside the house, so she hurriedly ran out of the house, she ran to the other end of the wall, touched the wall, and shouted out: "It's Zhou Heng, isn't it?" ”

I only heard another voice from outside the wall: "Meow~"

Su Qingluo was instantly overjoyed, it was indeed Zhou Heng, it was Zhou Heng who came to her.

He has returned safely from the capital.

Suddenly, a lot of paper balls flew from the other end of the wall, Su Qingluo picked up those paper balls one by one, opened them one by one, and read on them.

"I'm back."

"I miss you so much."

"I love you."

"I've got a good meal."

"I slept well."

“……”

Su Qingluo happily hugged those paper balls, as if she was holding her own baby.