There was a gentle breeze at night, and Shu Yong and I were taking a slow and leisurely walk.

Everything is hazy under the faint moonlight, Shu Yong's side face, the lush forest in the background, and the timeless and simple house walls seem to have added a layer of frosted filters, dreamy.

I looked at Shu Yong from time to time, and then at something else, and I didn't say a word, and the passage of time seemed to slow down.

"It says...."I stopped and looked at the plaque at the entrance of the temple, and Shu Yong also stopped and followed my gaze, but he didn't say anything.

"Little ...... Temple? "I'm trying to make out the glyphs." Look at the word 'small', it's like three things sprinkled in the air, like falling sand."

"Sand?" Shu Yong's voice didn't hear any emotion, as if it was just following my words, so that I could speak freely all the time.

"Small, the original meaning is the meaning of sand, small particles, fine and slight, a small grain of sand, so small and so small, have been blown up, and all of them fall down, although a lot of them are grabbed, but the sand itself is very small."

Shu Yong seemed to be listening to me carefully, although his eyes were also looking at the "small" word as I did.

"I don't know when I'm going to be blown up again, I don't know when I'm going to be washed away by the water, I don't know where I'm going, whether it's going to another beach, or I'm sinking to the bottom of the sea, and the dust in the air is actually sand, but it's much smaller."

I blew on the fine particles flying in the moonlight, and the small particles scattered in all directions, but after a while, new ones accumulated, and I don't know if there was an original one.

"Therefore, the original meaning of small is sand, it may be very simple because it is small, but because it is very small, so I slowly found that such a small can only drift with the water and scatter with the air, and there is no way to control myself, and the strength is weak. Therefore, small means less, not much, very little, not enough strength, probably all of them mean so. ”

Shu Yong just looked at me, still silent. And I didn't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, maybe because I felt that he was listening to me.

I took a deep breath and tried to banish the little depression that comes with such a small print.

"Well, this temple is really strange, it is so big, but it should be called a 'small temple'. You say yes, right? I looked at Shu Yong.

He just raised an eyebrow, and then quipped, "Why can you always talk so much and twitter all the time?" ”

"Who told you not to speak, why did you still rely on me." I muttered.

Shu Yong didn't respond to me, but looked at the little crescent above the small temple, and I followed him.

"I said, when others look at the moon, they all like to look at the round, why do you like to look at the crescent moon."

I recalled that when Shu Yong knocked on my door just now, he said that he wanted to admire the moonlight.

I looked at Shu Yong and looked at the moon, I shook my head and turned to stare at the crescent moon, the snow-white and delicate crescent, in the faint gray-black clouds, hanging gently, just hanging.

If I am still short-sighted, I am afraid that the astigmatism will become an oval thing several times.

"Mo Li", Shu Yong called me.

"Huh, what?" I withdrew my gaze from the moon, "Startled me all at once." ”

"Can I scare you by calling your name?"

"No, actually, why do you like to call your name so much?"

"If you don't call your name, then what do you call?"

Shu Yong asked me all of a sudden, I still think back to the world, how they called me, Huaisu called me senior sister, Shao Tian and Yu Yue both called me Li'er, and most of Shu He's words called sister, all of them were called with a specific identity relationship, or a familiar nickname, or an honorific title. But Shu Yong always likes to call him by his name, which feels like this.

"Mo Li? What are you thinking? Shu Yong's voice was puzzled, pulling me back from my thoughts.

"No, I'm just a little unused to the name. This may sound strange. ”

"Huh? Why are you not used to your name? ”

"Actually, I, actually," I bit my lip, thinking about how to express it, "it's not unaccustomed, I know it's my name, but, but it's not my own name." ”

"Each of us didn't come up with our own name."

"Huh?"

"The name is given by the parents, and the parents come up with their expectations and give you a name."

"Ah, that's right. So does your name have any meaning? I asked.

"I don't know."

"Huh? Didn't you ask your parents? ”

"We don't have a relationship like most people, we rarely talk about it, and we don't talk about it." Shu Yong's face couldn't see emotion, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of tired color.

The air between us was quiet again, and I didn't know what to say for a moment.

The wind was gently blowing through his hair, and I couldn't see the scenery under his eyes.

"Actually, the name doesn't matter! Even if it has any special meaning, it is only the meaning of someone else. For new acquaintances, the name is just a code name for the other party, just like my name, which is convenient for you to call! It can't all be fed, fed, fed, if there is no code name, it will be called a big piece of back. ”

I started chattering again, and Shu Yong was still quietly agreeing.

"I once heard a story about two families who had a feud, but their son and daughter fell in love with each other, and one night the daughter was in the garden talking to the flowers, and she said that it was like a rose, and even if it was not called a rose, it would not detract from its loveliness."

"By the way, roses are just a kind of flowers, bright red, and have a strong sweet fragrance, lovers like to send roses to show their love." I'm like a storyteller, and I'm going to pause here to add a commentary.

"Then the daughter said, 'Thy name alone is my enemy; Even if you don't have the surname Montagu, you are still such a you. What does it matter if the surname is Montagu or not? It's not hands, it's not feet, it's not arms, it's not faces, it's not any other part of the body. Ah, change the name! Names are meant to be meaningless. If Romeo had changed his name, his lovely perfection would never have changed in the slightest. ”

"Codename?" Shu Yong only asked this one word after my tirade.

I don't care. Keep on twittering.

"Oh, the codename, and everyone will have their own interpretation that can give a new meaning to the codename. Let me think about it, Shu Yong, Yun Yun Shu, eternal and eternal, like a good moment forever. I raised the corners of my mouth and narrowed my eyes into a line. You say yes! ”

Shu Yong shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Sure enough, it's you who are twittering." You're the one who never stops. ”

I pouted, but did not speak, and went back to study the couplets on both sides of the small temple gate

"Let me see what's written?"

"Hmm~~ Every day is new to day by day, and the year is ushering in the new year."

Why do you feel so sad?

"This is a temple dedicated to the god of Jiaoshan Mountain, and Weiwei is also the suzerain of the mountains of Jingshan Mountain."

"Sect Master, is that the boss of the other mountain gods?"

"That's right, each mountain god has its own sacrifice, but because it is the sect master, it is necessary to gather and sacrifice separately."

"Is it any wonder that this temple is so big that it was originally inhabited by those who came from other mountains to participate in the sacrifices?"

Shu Yong nodded, "It just so happens that it's almost time, if you are interested, I can take you to see it then." ”

"Really? Surely there is? When? How is it to be sacrificed? Isn't it ......" I started chattering a lot again, and while we were walking around in the moonlight, I could see me happily approaching Shu Yong and talking under the moonlight.