Tsukawa and his mother were locked up in a dark and damp place, and the tide sometimes poured in through the window, and they didn't even have a place to put their feet, and after a few days, even the skin of their feet was soaked and swollen. Ah Niang uncharacteristically never blamed her for sneaking out, always stroking her hair and muttering: "Qichuan, it's okay, everything will be fine." ”

The two of them snuggled together, although in the dark and cold, but for the first time I felt A-Niang's pity and love for her as a child, although this dungeon was cold and biting, cold and windy, but she and A-Niang were in one place, all this darkness and unknown, she felt fearless.

But all this is just a few moments that she longs for not to be rewarded by fate by chance, and can be called happiness. And this is just a water moon mirror flower, which passed away suddenly.

The scene in front of Huang Mo's eyes changed suddenly, she saw that the girl was still lying on the couch with bluestone jade with her eyes closed, her breathing was very shallow, but she slept very deeply, she kept holding her hands, frowning, and the corners of her eyes were oozing with water droplets, as if she was having another nightmare. Jin Jinsong's embroidered tent, colorful clouds and silver shadow makeup, she slept in it, the nightmare gradually dissipated, her face slowly stretched, and a smile faded.

Sitting in the boat, he stopped paddling for some reason, and turned his head to look at the moment when the breeze blew through the clouds, at this time it was the moment of the intersection of the seasons, and there was a hint of coldness in the warm air, and the crimson light under the twilight penetrated the flowing clouds under the blue sky, gilded with golden colors, reflecting on the inky sea, which looked extraordinarily colorful.

"Ji'er, why don't you leave? What are you looking at? The little girl in the hairpin dress on the side pulled her and asked curiously.

Mikawa's face was misty, his eyes sparkling in the sun, and he exclaimed, "What a beautiful view......"

"Huh?" The little girl turned her head to look at it suspiciously, and frowned: "Is it good-looking?" Isn't that pretty? Aren't they all the same as before? ”

Qi Chuan smiled and said nothing, still standing there looking at the beautiful scenery that others were tired of seeing, her face was full of yearning that she had never seen before, she exhaled deeply, the fragrant wind blew along the tip of her nose, with a good smell of herbs.

She paused, looked around, but saw no one. She was stunned for a long time, the smell of the herbs had already disappeared with the wind, she shook her head, and continued to look at the sea.

It seems that this kind of scenery has not been seen for a long time.

It was so long that she had forgotten how comfortable she had been.

She frowned, she couldn't recall the past, the only thing she knew was that there was a reason she didn't want to recall, like a taboo, once touched, she would fall into a catastrophe.

"You're lazy again! Didn't I tell you that you can't finish this dance and you can't go to rest?! The voice of a shrill and gruff woman roared in her head.

"I told you, how do you jump with the fog, and what about your toes? What about the rhyme? Tuck your abdomen and lift your chest! Persist even if it hurts! ”

"Qi'er, you are going to be an Oiran in the future, how dare you relax now!"

It seemed to be a fragment of memory, and suddenly poured into her dark mind, and the overlapping screams with a deep curse pierced her body like a poisonous arrow, and Qi Chuan covered her ears and squatted down, pulling her hair and whimpering: "No, I don't want it, I don't want it!" ”

The fragrance of herbs suddenly came to her nose, and through the hazy teary eyes, she saw a person squatting in front of her, and he stretched out his hand and handed over a white handkerchief.

The heart-piercing headache miraculously disappeared, and the terrifying magic sound in my ears subsided. He sobbed and took the handkerchief, wiped away his tears, and raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

The person in front of him did not disappear again, it was obviously summer, but he was wearing a white cumbersome neck-wrapping deep coat inside, and on the outside, he was casually draped in a blue robe as if he wanted to go out for a walk, and the hem was embroidered with layers of gold and silver threads twisted with colorful butterflies. Her long dark brown hair hung down to her ears and was tied up haphazardly with a black headband. His eyes are delicate and slender, the corners of his eyes are red red, and his clear and handsome facial features have the warmth and coolness of summer and autumn communication, delicate like an elegant work of art.

He was shocked that he did not have the elegant temperament of ordinary people, and those strange items seemed to be natural on his body, without the slightest sense of pretentiousness.

"It's you, who are you?" Akikawa asked in amazement.

The visitor smiled slightly, and said without humility or arrogance: "It's just a small Jianghu Lang in the next place." ”

Akikawa wanted to question what he said, but he reached out to her and said, "Do you know what your illness is?" ”

Qi Chuan looked at his inky pupils reflecting her pale face, shook his head involuntarily, and said abruptly: "Sick? I don't know ......."

"I don't know either, so I need you." Lang Zhong pulled up Qichuan, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's still early, why don't you look for clues with me?" ”

Qi Chuan looked at Lang Zhong, his eyes widened in vain, and he took a few steps back as if he had suddenly woken up and said vigilantly: "You Lang Zhong is so strange, why am I sick?" ”

Lang Zhong looked at her panicked appearance, and looked at Qi Chuan with a little amusement, but his narrow eyes became cold, and there was a sharp edge in his gentle tone: "If you continue to be reckless and continue to be sick, you will die." ”

"If you think about it, are you really alive? Pick one, let me find out the source of the disease, or continue with the walking dead. ”

Lang Zhong raised his feet and left, Qi Chuan recalled Fang Cai's voice, hesitated for a long time or gritted his teeth and chased after him, walking in the crowd, the people around him seemed to be unable to see him, indifferent to his beautiful clothes. And Lang Zhong put his hands in his sleeves and walked forward without squinting.

"Can't those people see you?" Akikawa asked.

Lang Zhong turned his head to look at her, his slender eyes narrowed slyly: "This is your world, I am not from your world, and others naturally can't see me." ”

"Minecraft?" Qi Chuan asked in surprise.

He looked back at Qi Chuan, and his thin lips hooked an elegant arc: "Why do you have to immerse yourself in dreams, your illness is the cause and effect of what constitutes non-cause and effect, I am really more and more curious." ”

Lang Zhong took her and passed by a small tavern, which was small with only two tables, but outside it was full of people, and a strong smell of wine accompanied by the wind blew past them.

Akikawa paused.

Lang Zhong also stopped at the right time, raised his head and looked at the small signboard: "Dafeng Wine Shop? ”

"Liquor store?" Qi Chuan looked at the signboard, subconsciously turned around and said with trepidation: "I can't drink......"

Lang Zhong stretched out his arm to stop her and asked, "Why can't you drink?" ”

"That's because...... Because ......" Qichuan muttered nervously: "Mother said, it will affect the body's ......"

"You are not allowed to touch any of those things! You must stay in shape and never indulge yourself! ”

Lang Zhong sneered, his eyes piercing all her thoughts like a sword: "Haven't you always wanted to eat?" Why do you have to restrain yourself in this world? ”

Qi Chuan woke up suddenly, looked at the sweet smell in the wine shop, swallowed his saliva silently, sat down nervously, and suddenly felt that this situation was very familiar. Once upon a time, I wandered in every way, and countless times I was attracted by the sweet temptation and forgot my way home.

When did that happen, and why did you forget it?