It was dark, and a faint light cast a faint light in the middle of the courtyard.

Qin Zheng walked into the courtyard and looked up at the attic.

I almost forgot that there was still my mother in the courtyard, she was my mother, and she was obviously the person who should take care of us the most, but I didn't think of anything I could rely on her at this juncture. Yan didn't have a mistake either, so he went to cook.

"Don't ask too much of him, he's still a kid. Since ancient times, men have not been in the kitchen, and he has done a good job. The mother said softly.

"He doesn't understand your eating habits, and porridge can be eaten by a rough person like him. Besides, he proposed to buy and cook his own food, so it's not too much to ask for some taste, right? "Qin Zheng is a little willful, and he will only do this in front of my mother.

"Last time I heard him ask the second child of the restaurant how much the monthly silver was for the food delivery, maybe he wanted to save some silver for Fei'er." Mother said leisurely.

I was sad for a while, my father had given me warm food and clothing since I was a child, and although he left early, he also had a small amount of savings to cover my living expenses. No matter how old I am, I don't have a skill that will make me poor, but Yan Cuo and Ye Xin depend on each other, he has always been very thrifty, when he first came to the town, he couldn't even afford to live in the most ordinary guest room in the most toasting building, I have always been informal, and Yan Cuo will also calculate to save some silver for me......

The next days, for several days, were muddy, such days were very lonely, no need to eat or sleep, no tiredness and no wandering, the time became very long, accompanied by Song Lingjian, she was very peaceful in her sleep, she did not frown, but she did not smile, I don't know what she was looking back on in her sleep, maybe it was still white - she couldn't let go of the avalanche that buried You Wujian, and couldn't forget the lonely search in the vast wasteland for several days and nights?

How important is You Wujian to her?

You Wujian is the most important person in Song Lingjian, and Shangguan Yan is unmarried and regretful, I suddenly envy her a little, envy to a little heartache, what kind of person is she, she actually plays an unforgettable role in the hearts of two very important people in my life?

Just a few months ago, the name was unfamiliar to me, but it was invisibly related to me, and the feeling was really subtle.

The jade plaque that had changed shape and was still quietly held in Song Lingjian's hand, I really want to pull the black card rope, and then take a closer look at this token that was once hung on You Wujian's body, I don't know if Shangguan Yan recognizes it?

Idle, cranky all the time.

When I accompanied Xia Xia, I began to weave her unknown life experience, and I always felt that she was not ordinary, at least she had to be a rich lady from a family, who was accidentally abducted by a kidnapper or something like that when she went out to play on the street, otherwise how could there be such a peugeot and lovely little girl. It's rare to see Xia Xia, who has been busy, fall asleep so quietly, usually she has finished a lot of work before I wake up, and she only goes to sleep after taking care of me to sleep, and she doesn't stick to me like before in the past two years, she always has to sleep with me, with long eyelashes and a cocked nose, she is usually used to squeaking and squeaking, ignoring that she is slowly growing up, and she will also have the heart of her daughter's family.

Li Xue came every day according to the time she said, cleaning up for me and Xia Xia, Chen Bing sometimes accompanied her and carried something, but they didn't have anything to say, Chen Bing left when she delivered it, Li Xue nodded thankfully, Ying Ying saw it for a while, and closed the courtyard door immediately before Chen Bing turned back.

Two awkward people.

Han Sanxiao still often half-lies on the branch of the fire tree, very quiet, as if he is always thinking about things.

When I came back, I walked through the streets, hoping to meet the sound of the night, and I didn't know which one of the people I met would be in his disguise.

I've also been to the mountains, and Haipiao is always alone, taking care of the mountain house on Song Lingjian Mountain, but I haven't come down the mountain to see Song Lingjian, what's wrong with him?

I tried to spend half a day with him on the mountain, he was painting, I don't know what he was going to paint, because every time I was halfway through the painting, the wheel gallery was torn up before it came out, and his expression was very sad, as if he was tearing up something very precious to himself.

I don't know anything about sea drifting......

In fact, who in this town do I really know?

Sometimes wandering and wandering, I feel a little weak, the wind blows through my "body", as if to break me up, I can't be too far from home, I can't be away from home for too long, this is what Hai Piao explained.

So in the next few days, I didn't dare to go up the mountain again, nor did I dare to go to Liucun to see Shangguan Yan, and I only dared to go to the entrance of the village to see Han Sanxiao, I was afraid that I would suddenly be blown away by the wind halfway and never come back.

Zheng Zhuzhu came back after a few days, playing the piano for me, playing the song that I can feel the warmth and breeze in my wandering soul, she should have been practicing diligently these days, so she played much smoother than before, and the song was a little longer than before, I would be a little sleepy when listening to the Fuling strings, and I wanted to lie back on my body and sleep quietly and gently.

Every time I listen to Fu Lingxian, I feel much better, like a hungry and dizzy person eating a full meal. Helping the soul, is it really such a miracle?

It's almost closed in recent years, and slowly on the street, every house has begun to hang red lanterns, and all kinds of couplets and cut flowers in different fonts are pasted on the doors, with the atmosphere of the year, even if there are not many people traveling, the town has become a lot more lively.

I can't count how long the days of wandering and confusion have passed, and the people around me are quiet, so quiet that I feel that time is not turning at all, like a frozen lake, quietly looking forward to the spring flowers.

But what does spring look like? I don't know, I always feel like it's going to be soon. I believe in Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao.

It's twilight again.

Zheng Jewel didn't come yesterday, and the Fuling string played today was also a little absent-minded, I don't know what she was thinking, after the New Year, her wedding with Dabao will be held, probably because of this, once she becomes a member of the Huang family, she will soon leave here.

Is there a chance for me to attend this grand wedding that everyone in Zixu Town is looking forward to? If I had the chance, what outfit would I wear to the feast?

I don't have hope for myself anymore, I hope Song Lingjian can wake up soon, heal Xia Xia, and take care of Xiuzhuang, but without me, everything can still continue. It would be nice if I could always be with them like this, but in a different form, I am satisfied.

Ding-long ...... Knock Knock......

As soon as I got out of the yard, I heard a faint sound of music in the distance? It was like the sound of a beautiful ringing sound from the striking of jade, and it was so ethereal that it seemed to wake up a lot of sleeping things.

Village. The sound came from the direction of the entrance of the village.

I was about to go to the entrance of the village to see Han Sanxiao, just in the same direction.

I'm a little excited, can't-

Could it really be waiting for the spring flowers to bloom?

The closer I got to the entrance of the village, the clearer the sound of the ringing bell, as if it had come from a distance and approached the entrance of the village with me.

When I got to the fire tree, I looked up and saw that Han Sanxiao was still half-lying on the branch, but his eyes were open intently, staring at the path into the village that was secluded in the distant mountains.

Someone came to ask for it? It's true?! Was it the person Song Lingjian instructed him to wait?

I sat lightly next to Han Sanxiao, staring intently into the distance.

Dingdong - Ding-

That wonderful voice is getting closer.

And then—

I stood up.

I saw it, I saw someone coming on the path into the village!

Someone came, more than one person.

From a distance, the color of the clothes is so beautiful and elegant in the sunset and the mountains, like beautiful and bright flowers growing from the withered forest.

I've heard them say that the people who can bypass the wasteland in front of Zixu Town and come to the town are not ordinary people.

Then these people must have some skills, they must be the ones who Song Lingjian asked Han Sanxiao to wait for.

Getting closer.

This distance is not long, it is not short, but I was so nervous that my heart was about to jump out of my chest, Han San smiled very calmly, and kept staring straight at them-

It's not them, it's them, the four women.

Four beautiful figures were exhibited in the sunset, red, yellow, blue and white, with fluttering black hair, like fairy daughters from Yao Chi -

They seem to have walked a long way, their shoes and skirts are covered with mud and dust, but they are still calm and generous, and their clothes are not gorgeous, but they reveal * and pure spirit.

These four women are the people Song Lingjian is waiting for?

They walked lightly, and soon came to the entrance of the village, looked up at the old fire tree, and then lowered their heads to the old tree monument under the tree, with unspeakable sorrow on their faces.

I didn't have time to look at the other three, and from the moment I saw them, my eyes were locked on the girl in white.

She's so beautiful.

As beautiful as the moon in the night sky, all the brightness is imprinted on her alone, a simple white dress, worn on her body is like wearing the light of the moon, there is no hairpin decoration on the clothes, and even the end of the skirt is stained with a lot of plaster, and the cuffs are also a little hooked.

The pair of distant and shearable autumn pupils seem to lock the envy of all things, everything seems to be carefully sculpted by God, and only this pure and beautiful white in the world can be worthy of and worthy of such a face.

I have seen many beauties, my mother was once the most beautiful imperial butterfly, but the beauty of this girl in white is more than equal, her beauty is like the gods between the mountains and rivers to put together the best essence, wonderful eyebrows, nose and lips, beautiful expression and posture.

Such a beautiful girl should be wearing the essence of all things and smiling like a flower, but her eyebrows and eyes are full of sorrow, and her body seems to be wrapped with countless gray sorrows, she lowered her head and stared at the tree monument for a long time.

I had time to see the other three women who had been overshadowed by her light.

There was a woman standing next to her who was nearly forty years old, and her facial features should have been bright and delicate when she was young, but now her youth is gone, her face is sickly haggard, and she is wearing a blue shirt, which is even more disgraceful, her thin figure, a faint boredom, she is somewhat similar to the beauty in white, not a mother and daughter, at least an aunt and nephew.

The two girls who followed were much younger, about twenty years old, one was goose yellow, and the other was red.

The girl in yellow has very long hair, and her temples are combed with beautiful braids, she has kept her head down, and has not looked at the surrounding scenery, and her hanging head looks very weak and listless, because I am sitting on a tree branch, she has never looked up, so she can't see her appearance clearly, and her figure is also a thin and slender type.

But the girl in the red dress, who has been raising her chin openly, has big black eyes, butterfly-like eyelashes, and looks very beautiful, and her character can be seen from her expression and eyes, pungent and arrogant, full of disdain and disgust for everything in front of her.

Seeing that the few people in her companion did not speak, the girl in red opened her mouth to break the silence, and stomped her feet in annoyance, even her shoes were red: "What the hell is this village, so remote!" Even the name is ridiculous! After walking for most of the day, several pairs of shoes were worn out. ”

At this time, the girl in yellow raised her head, and her appearance revealed another kind of foreign beauty under the beauty of the beauty in white. Her nose is very beautiful, few girls have a nose like hers, resolute, light with a hook, but extremely charming, this beautiful nose makes her face look resolute, but the blurred and long eyes are lazy and tired, with a smile at the corners of the mouth, lazy, so close. She didn't seem to care about anything, she didn't care about anything, even the goose-yellow dress became lazy and weak.

These four women with different expressions but proud in their hearts may be the last guests in the town this year.