There was a dying yellow cat lying on the mountain.

The freshly thawed stream flowed past the yellow cat. The soft voice was not irritable or tired, like a mother's humming. Probably singing a lullaby for this yellow cat.

"The green grass is green, and the first face is revealed. Mourning the emperor, the body is exposed. Frozen white, dewy thoughts. Tired and complaining. ”

The song makes people can't help but listen to it all the time, as if the body is fluttering and turning into a white cloud. It feels so familiar, I want to fall asleep like this.

The yellow cat listened to the lullaby sung by the stream, trying to forget the previous unbearableness, and let his mind break down the resolute barrier. It wants to sleep like this without any worries, no one will need it to protect it again, and it can also be a docile cat, and its eyes will no longer make people shudder......

"Emperor!" Suddenly, a voice sounded in its ears, someone was calling it! It was a little girl's soft voice!

The yellow cat immediately opened its eyes, struggled to get up in pain, and couldn't help but scream, it seemed that it had lost another life. It limped to the river and licked the freshly thawed stream a few times.

"Meow", it instinctively scratched its mouth with its paws, licked the hair on its paws repeatedly, and the saliva made its whole body tremble.

After a little rectification, it smelled the scent left by those people and went down the mountain, the mountain was very steep, the white was melting, and the muddy mountain road could not dispel its belief in what it was looking for, it seemed to be more determined to something, and ran forward with all its strength.

Words are stubborn, words are yellow. I'm full of words, and the clouds are so good.

That was three days ago.

It pushed the door open and entered a boudoir where an unconscious young girl lay in it. Looking at it, although she is asleep, she can also see that the girl should take the flower as the appearance, the warbler as the sound, the moon as the god, the willow as the state, the jade as the bone, the ice white as the skin, the autumn water as the posture, and the poetry as the heart. The head of the mantis moth is eyebrows, and the peach eyes are Mingren; The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the face is like Wodan; Repair the jade neck, the jade body is windy; The stunner moves people, and Chang'e is in the moon.

The yellow cat climbed onto the wooden chair and squatted down to look at her, habitually licking its mouth and moving its tail again.

Suddenly, as if it had been spelled, it lost consciousness for a moment, and then it saw that the little girl had fallen off a cliff, her clothes fluttering, her hair was messy, and she was shouting "Hua, Rong, Long!" ”

The yellow cat was awakened by the sudden weightlessness and shook its head violently in an attempt to shake off the uncomfortable sensation for the cat. Its brow furrowed, as if wondering why it had seen this, when suddenly a cry rang out, "Ah! ”

It looked up alertly, and saw that the little girl had opened her eyes. It seems that she also had nightmares, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

The yellow cat's frowning brows suddenly stretched again, and her eyes turned into soft water, and she woke up!

I saw her lift the quilt and sit up, with a layer of cotton undershirt wrapped in a transparent silk coat weighing only twenty-four grams. Her black hair was simply coiled, and a layer was scattered behind her back, like a waterfall to her waist. For some reason, I felt more and more that the little girl was a little fairy, like clouds on the soles of her feet, surrounded by Ling Mist, and her thin body exuded a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

The little girl's lips were white and her face was haggard, but she didn't seem to notice any discomfort in her body, and she just looked at everything while putting on her embroidered shoes.

The yellow cat was about to run over, but the carved wooden door was gently pushed open by a white hand, first the sun poured in, then a cold wind, and then walked into a maid in a pink dress.

She held a purple wooden plate in one hand, and on the plate were two small jade pots, which contained fine cherries and grapes, but there was no joy on the maid's face. But when the girl raised her eyes and saw the girl who was sitting neatly on the bed with her shoes on, her eyes immediately widened, and she hurriedly put the food plate on the table, and shouted, "Miss, Miss, are you awake?" ”

The girl seemed confused. She was about to open her mouth to speak to the maid, but the maid immediately ran out.

She shook her head helplessly, raised her eyes and saw the cherries on the table, then slowly got up, moved over as lightly as a dandelion, sat on the carved wooden stool casually, and stretched out her hand to lift a pair of cherries from the hollow double phoenix crane jade pot.

The people in this house are delicate, and the cherries selected are all in pairs, red as blood, as big as Dan, and flawless. The blood-red cherry and the cyan jade pot are particularly beautiful.

She took one in her mouth, smiled beautifully, and her cute dimples were enjoying it. It's still that familiar smile, I haven't seen it in three years.

The yellow cat looked at everything, smiled as if relieved, and gently swept its tail.

At this moment, the light on the ground beside the door suddenly dimmed.

It turned out that a person came.

This man had just reached the age of a weak crown, dressed in a thin black horseshoe sleeve arrow suit, feeling weak, and his face was haggard, as if he was sick, but he still couldn't erase his good-looking appearance.

It's just that the yellow cat suddenly got angry and let out a muffled snort.

His good-looking eyes locked the little girl straight, and he gasped for breath in his mouth, Xu Shicai ran over, and his breath was unstable.

The little girl seemed to notice it, and turned her head with a smile, and the cherry in her hand came to her mouth. Elegant and refined, playful and pitiful, I see pity.

I didn't think that she made an inconspicuous move, and the person who came outside the door was dazzled, this person secretly sighed, still so beautiful and moving.

Before she could put the cherry in her mouth, the man came in and closed the door.

She was startled, surprised, and immediately stood up to face him, not knowing where to put her hands.

The man held her shoulder, his eyes shining with joy, "Wei'er! ”

The little girl looked dazed, and before she could recover from it, his arms wrapped around her weak body, and his big hands gently caressed her soft green silk, "You can be considered awake......

"That ......" the little girl stumbled in response with some confusion in her eyes for some reason.

He slowly let go of her, "You know? You have been asleep for three years, and you are quite sad for your brother, but fortunately, God blesses you and pities the beautiful woman. ”

He pulled the little girl to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding her hand tightly.

She looked at him with her eyes open in confusion, probably wanting to ask some more questions, but what the young lady said next made the yellow cat tremble.

The little girl asked, "Who am I?" ”

The man was also startled, looked at the little girl unconsciously, and then asked, "Wei'er, who am I?" ”

The little girl lowered her head and thought about it, and then said word by word, "Hua, Rong ......"

But before the little girl could finish speaking, the man had already wet his eyes and kissed her tightly.

The yellow cat was secretly angry, recalling the terrifying scene just now, when the girl was called "Hua Rongchang!!

He closed his eyes tightly and kissed her, as if she was a snowflake that would melt, and if he didn't hug her, how could he wipe away his tears? And how to wipe off the lovesickness day?

As if he had made a lot of determination, he only heard him say in a hoarse voice: "That's right, being a brother is Huarong Chang!" ”