It was an old pine tree, with a touch of elegant whiteness between the lush greenery, leaning against the trunk of the tree to nap, his eyes slightly closed, his eyelashes casting deep and shallow shadows on his cheeks, his hair was tied high, and the hairpins were covered with hydrangeas, which were not stained, no different from Yu Xuan's paintings.

The surrounding scenery evolved at a speed of dozens of times, and after about seven days, he finally opened his eyes, and looked at the road from afar, but there was no one coming.

He waited a little urgently, and then chuckled bitterly, and then broke the pine branch casually and then broke it hard, probably using some strength, and broke it into pine needles, like countless little people scattered on the ground, and then he closed his eyes and turned over and disappeared.

The scene suddenly switched, I fell into a shell, trapped in it, the whole body did not obey the call, the eyes were the only way I knew everything, surrounded by several people, their lips moved rapidly, speaking in a dialect I didn't understand, only one word they said frequently, Qi Ran? Qi dye? I don't know which qi it is, but I know that every time they mention it, they will look at me, "I" tender white fingers tightly twisted the handkerchief, a little red, as if I have made up some kind of determination, "I" stood up suddenly, "Don't say it, I don't want to!" ”

Light blue top, black skirt, "I" is Yu Xuan.

"I" said "I" and left the house, running, going to an appointment. But the man was not there, "Hanging star!" Hanging stars! "I" was apologetic and a little soft in his tone.

There was silence.

There was a call from his mother behind him, "Xiao Xuan", "I" had to sigh and turn around and walk towards my mother. A white shadow flickered between the branches, and then looked lazily here, and the hanging star only saw the back of "me", and did not speak, watching "me" leave.

"Xiao Xuan, Qi Re is a very good person, you see, I called so many matchmakers to persuade you, from food and clothing to your paper and pen for school, everything is the best to send to you, how sincere."

"I haven't touched those, I told you, return it as it is!" "I" tone is not very good, I originally made an appointment with Hanging Star, and I will take a break once a week, but I was stopped by these people and said that I was a matchmaker for an afternoon, and Hanging Star was still angry and refused to see me.

The mother was a little stunned.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just don't like him, and now people outside are talking about free love, not arranged marriages. Since you sent me to study, you wanted me to understand reason, and now that I have understood reason and have my own ideas, I want to work in a newspaper after graduation. ”

"However, I have seen this child, it is really good, you marry him, you are not wronged. And he,"

"I'm not afraid of grievances, I'm just afraid that I don't like it." "I" said this with an expression of unprecedented seriousness, and the tone of his voice was sincere and earnest, but I heard in it a resolute spirit that would not be until death.

The mother's expression stopped talking, and finally just gently rubbed "my" hair, "It's okay." "Take me home.

Dreams are always bizarre, obviously only a few seconds later, but I know in my heart that this is another day off, and "I" still went to the old pine tree.

The boy in white is still there.

"I, I was dragged by my mother to catch up with my relatives last time, I really can't leave, I came late, I didn't find you, I'm sorry, I missed the appointment."

"It's fine." He cherishes words like gold. I look forward to it when you don't come, I am angry and worried when you miss the appointment, for fear that something will happen to you, and I am closely connected with this old tree, it is difficult to separate, I can't look for you, I can only drop the branches when I am in a hurry, and when you come, I am clumsy, hurried, panicked, I don't know how to make you laugh and make trouble with you.

"I" looked at the hanging star in a daze, my heart was a little sour, through Yu Xuan's eyes, I saw that the pine trees were burned black, and only a few remaining sparks remained, still dead and extinguished.

"Can you leave this tree?" Yu Xuan suddenly asked.

"Leave? Where to? ”

"I saw this tree, nay, not by seeing, but by foreknowledge that it would be cut down and bathed in fire. I saw that you were tightly bound to it, and wondered if you would be affected as well. ”

She's worried about me, and somebody is worried about me, "It's not going to be, and neither is I." "The incense here is so vigorous that it will not be destroyed in an instant, and I firmly believe that this boring peace can be immortalized, but my secret hope inadvertently breaks through the ground.

"It's true." Yu Xuan's tone was solemn, with a hint of faint sadness.

Hanging Star sighed a little, "I can't do without it." "Many years ago, when life bloomed with new green, and the spring breeze blew through the blue sky, I was able to live with the old trees, and the footsteps of the times ran over the rolling waves, stopping here, walking slowly, no one saw me.

"You can!" Yu Xuan's eyes shone brightly as he said this, and in a blink of an eye, I suddenly caught a deep resonance from ancient times, and felt her earnestness, which was the tenacity of Sunflower's efforts to hold her head high.

"That—" Hanging Star's hesitation was repelled by resonance, and his subconscious told him that he should try. I'll try. ”

This unchanging life is about to usher in a new prosperity.

Yu Xuan put his hands behind his back, his right fingernails slashed hard across the palm of his left hand, his heart hurt, the blood flowed slowly, and he held the tree with his left hand, smiling cutely at the hanging star.

Hanging Star put his weight on his left leg, trying to slowly lift his right leg, the flesh and blood were deeply rooted in the old tree branches, every time he exerted force, he felt like the flesh was torn, but fortunately the blood was white, seeping into the white clothes and then invisible, this scene was not too bloody, and it was difficult to pull the legs and feet out of it even if he gritted his teeth.

The old tree shook suddenly, and the windless sound, and the distant voice passed through the trunk of the tree, wisps of wisps into my head, "You shouldn't, you shouldn't leave." ”

The hanging star was silent, but the strength on his feet did not decrease.

"After all these years, don't you understand? I don't know what bullshit she said about predicting the future, I just know that you will stop your cultivation, and it will be difficult for you to improve. ”

"What is the end of the practice?"

"The end of cultivation is probably to become a god."

"You see, you don't know, no one knows, I don't know where I'm coming from, I don't know where I'm going, I just know, now there are tens of thousands of voices in my head clamoring to leave, and no one can stop me."

"I'm for your good."

"Is it good for me? I've never felt better in all these years. ”

Hanging Xing had a sneer on his face at that time, and when he said this, he tore harder, his legs were torn, and his clothes fluttered like clouds covering the cracks, and the cold wind was also comfortable, as if it was not so painful when it was cold.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Xuan seemed to feel the silent pressure in the air, and his voice was a little timid.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm such a coward before, I didn't even try it, I didn't expect it to be so easy. You wait a little longer. ”

"Stupid! You're digging your own grave! There was an angry scolding from the trunk, and there was some resentment that iron could not be made of steel.

"I've not spoken to me for so many years, but I've said a lot today." Just too hard, the hanging star's body was a little out of strength, gasping for breath, and sneering at the old monster by the way.