Without thinking about it, I knew that my body must be trembling now, and my face was like an earthy color, as if my backbone had been broken.

A miserable cry in the cave pierced the sky sharply, and I subconsciously closed my eyes, and there was a cold hard object in my hand.

The voice of the mountain god sounded in his ears: "Give this to her, tell her that I am waiting for her." ”

At this time, it was as if someone had pulled his arm, and a light came to him, which was a completely strange place.

I knelt on a grassy ground, butterflies fluttering all over the sky, and a stream in the middle was crystal clear, with pebbles scattered around the water's edge.

There are tall and sparse woods around, reflected in the stream.

At the end is the appearance of a beautiful scene, the blue waves are shining, and the grass is green.

The breeze came through the mountains and hit the face.

The shadow of the sun fell on my hand, and I spread my hand to see a jeweled necklace in the palm of my hand, intricately carved, and a necklace in the shape of a red bean came to life, worn on a thin chain.

When I looked back at the White Python Cave behind me, it was just a mountain cliff, and at the foot of the cliff, a stretch of town buildings.

I was not knowing where to go, when I saw a girl walking in front of me. She was dressed plainly, wearing a simple green skirt without any embellishments.

Her hair was extremely long, coiled up with only a wooden hairpin that was shaped like a flower. This is a very good-looking girl, and there is an indescribable touch.

She lightly lifted her skirt to avoid the branches along the way.

Looking at her, a sentence suddenly came to my mind: "Like a beautiful flower, like a year of water." ”

Like a beautiful flower, like a year of water, but if you want to be lovesick and do not owe each other, it is better than the world.

It was a woman who stood there with a poetic feeling, and the necklace in her hand suddenly began to get hot, and the scorching heat made me almost throw it out......

Then I began to understand that she was the peach in the mouth of the mountain god.

And here, it is the past of the mountain god. Zhi Tao walked straight past me, no anxiety or leisure, just a serious appearance, looking no more than fourteen or fifteen years old cardamom years, with a trace of innocence on his face.

I got up and followed her, like a ghost, fluttering around with my mind. I followed her down the hill to the town, and no one knew that this beautiful and well-behaved girl was followed by me.

Holding a thick robe, she walked towards a woman crouching on the side of the road, delicately dressed, but slightly thin, with slightly messy hair. The woman looked a few years older than the peach, and her whole face was much better than the peach that had not yet grown, but the gentleness between the peach's eyebrows and eyes was also something she couldn't match anyway. Zhi Tao walked up to the woman, draped her robe over the woman, and did not speak.

The woman stood up, much taller than the little peach, and she hugged the peach, sobbing and saying, "I want to go home." ”

Zhi Tao paused for a while, and said in a low voice, "Okay." ”

"What?" The woman looked up at Peach in disbelief, her eyes full of surprise.

Zhi Tao looked at the woman firmly, her eyes were full of young and old men who did not match the innocence and immaturity on her face, she paused and said: "Sister has paid enough for this family, from now on, sister, you can do what you like." ”

Hearing the words of the peach, the woman suddenly became anxious and said to the peach: "Sister, listen to me......"

Zhi Tao didn't say a word, smiled and shook his head, suddenly hugged the woman's hand tightly, and then let go and ran towards the carriage not far away.

"Please wait." The carriage that was about to go stopped, and the curtain on the carriage was lifted. Mature, elegant, gentle and handsome and noble man looked at the peach.

This face is the man covered in blood in the previous dream.

Zhi Tao raised his head to look at the man, and a girl's unique innocent and soft smile bloomed on his face, and he said unhurriedly: "Hello master, my name is Zhi Tao." ”

"Is there something wrong?" The man spoke gently.

"Do you think I can?" Peach said.

The man's black eyebrows spread his wings like a mountain eagle, and his tall eyebrows pressed down slightly, facing his sharp eyes, Zhi Tao looked at him sincerely and obediently. Her unpowdered face was delicate and quiet, and it looked particularly quiet in the twilight sky, and her silent eyes seemed to be making a wordless confession.

After a moment, he narrowed his eyes, a smile on his lips, and his eyes turned bright and warm, sharp and sweet.

Zhi Tao smiled brightly, and his face was bright. The man glanced at the peach, his expression was indifferent, and there was no expression on his face at all, making it impossible to figure out his emotions, and his narrow Danfeng's eyes were dark.

He held out a hand, very good-looking, fair and with slender phalanges, and said, "Come up." ”

The next day, after breakfast, Zhi Tao walked towards the study, the man sat on the ebony pattern Taishi chair, but saw that the sword eyebrows, the face was like jade, and the narrow and deep Danfeng eyes that were slightly opened were shining with cold light, and all the black hair was tied up and knotted on the top of the head, and a dark red wooden snake-headed hairpin was inserted from the middle.

The large sleeves of the wide robe hang arbitrarily on both sides of the armrest, the two long legs are overlapped, the right hand rests on the armrest, the upper body leans back slightly, and the left hand holds a book and looks down.

This man has a calm and majestic aura even if he doesn't say a word, which makes people dare not approach.

Zhi Tao walked in, the man didn't raise his head, still looked at the book in his hand with an indifferent expression, and said casually: "Something?"

Unlike his cold attitude, his voice was still gentle and low, like a mountain stream. Zhi Tao glanced at the man, and there was a special light in his eyes, a gentle, childish, and attached light.

Zhi Tao took a few steps closer and stood still, "May I sit with you for a while?"

The man raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids to see the peach, and his eyes were dark and dull, as if all the light had been extinguished.

Zhi Tao didn't retreat, nor did he step forward, just stood in place, looking at him and smiling slightly.

After a few moments, the man slowly closed the book, his knobby left hand resting lightly on the book, and his right hand was gently raised, beckoning towards the peach, as if he was summoning a pet under his knees.

"Come and sit." His voice is gentle and pleasant, which makes people feel that he has a gentle temper.

Zhi Tao tilted his head imperceptibly, inhaled a deep cavity of air, and sat down down the wooden steps under the Taishi's chair, with a well-behaved posture.

He looked at Zhi Tao with clear eyes, stretched out his hand and put it on the top of her hair, stroked it gently, and his slender fingers casually ran through Zhi Tao's black hair, and asked casually, "How old is this year?"

Zhi Tao also looked at him secretly, a pair of gentle, quiet, smiling eyes, thinking that they were quietly staring at the man's face.

"Fourteen." The peach smiled, revealing the small pear nest on her cheeks, with a down-to-earth attitude, not flattering or cowardly.

He snorted faintly, and his narrow and deep Danfeng eyes turned away to stop looking at her.

The afternoon sun is very gentle, the garden is quiet, the sun is like a fine fluff, faintly, floating in the air, and like a golden chrysanthemum, lazily spreading a long fluff.

A yellow cat squatted on the fence of the yard.

Fourteen-year-old Peach and Mr. Qi, who are close to the age of standing, sit together, but I feel so harmonious, there is an illusion that the years are quiet and the present world is stable.

Zhi Tao gets up on time every day, straightens her long hair, and wears a simple enough dress.

A gentle atmosphere is like a bud, quietly, blooming little by little.

Zhitao was sitting upright in a corner of the room, quietly looking at the scroll, looking quiet and focused.

Until the man came in, her attention was still focused on the scroll in her hand.

The man looked at the peach reading in a surprised gesture, the half-drooping eyelashes, the slightly fluttering lips, the slightly shining eyes, the contemplation, the special concentration......

"What books are you reading?" The man's gentle and low voice was as low as a mountain stream, and the shocked peach shook his hand, and the yellowed book fell to the ground, turning the page and writing:

"Bo Xi is miserable, and the state is miserable. Bo also insisted on being the king's precursor.

From the east of Bo, the first is like a flying canopy. Is there no anointing? Who's comfortable!

Its rain and its rain, Gao Gao out of the sun. I wish to speak of Sibo and be willing to be the first to be sick.

What do you have to do with the grass? The back of the tree of words. May the words be spoken. It makes my heart cripple. ”

The man bowed his head to help the peach straighten his hair, and his technique was gentle, like an elder to a junior.

He bent down and picked up her book, and said with some relief and a smile, "If only all the children in the world were as well-behaved as you." ”

"There are countless well-behaved people like me in the world, and maybe one day, you will meet one of them." Momo said with a smile.

The man stroked Momo's long hair and smiled. Zhi Tao didn't speak, looked up at him, there were two deep pear vortices on his face, and his smile was soft and sweet, with a little innocence and immaturity that had not been involved in the world.

In the days that followed the peach, I saw the elegance of the mountain god, gentle and cultivated, not saying a word, and often maintaining a gentle smile when looking at people

The man closed the book and looked up at her, his narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and said:

"In the past, your sister always didn't want to see me, and she found it difficult to serve. But you always like to be close to me, do you think I'm hard to serve? ”

"If it wasn't for the adults, our family of three might have been gone a long time ago. My sister and I think differently, adults can't generalize about us, and in Yu Zhitao's opinion, the grace of saving lives should not be repaid with a sword. Besides, the peach that adults have been embarrassed by, and the peach is very lucky. ”

After listening to the peach's confession, the man's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

At this moment, I strangely understood what he was thinking, he didn't want to think about it, but after all, he was no longer young, when he was young, those good times that were let down, those decisions that rushed away and refused to wait, all became barriers in his heart, making him feel that the more beautiful things in life were more untouchable.

The man rubbed the peach's head and said: "Actually, what others said is right, I do have a strange temper and am difficult to serve, but I think that in this world, there is probably no one who can be vicious to you, and you don't have to feel that you owe me a lot, Qi Ming is lucky to meet you." Well, go and let the next person set the meal, I'll come after I've washed up. ”

The man put away his emotions and became unfathomable, but there was a flash of worry in his eyes that could not be ignored.

At night, at the dinner table, the man said casually: "Good boy, I know that you are a good girl, and I know that you know how to repay your kindness, but from tomorrow, you go home, and I will take care of your life until ...... Forget it, live a good life in the future, find someone you really like, and be with him for a lifetime. ”