It was not easy for the owner to find this dilapidated school. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw the green tree through the window that was only blocked by a few steel bars. A thin man, dressed in ordinary clothes, stood on a stone podium, stood in front of the blackboard, and copied a poem.

The classroom was not big, and there were thirteen or fourteen children, all of whom were dirty.

When Qing Yi turned around, he saw the boss, obviously surprised, and then said to the children with a smile: "That's all for today's class, let's get out of class!" ”

"Teacher, what's the homework?" A little boy sitting in the first row raised his hand and asked.

"There's no homework today, and you're harvesting buds at home, right? Go back and carry less, don't hurt yourself. He smiled and put down his book and watched the children stream out.

It wasn't until the last child left that the boss showed up and walked into the classroom, "Qingyi, it's been a long time." ”

"Long time no see." Qing Yi stepped down from the podium, took a tissue and wiped a chair in the front row, "Master, please take a seat!" ”

"How long have you been here?" The boss sat down and looked at the roof. The tiles are not well connected, and sunlight leaks in.

"For many years, I built this classroom with a load of soil." Qing Yi smiled and said, "Is there something passing by here?" It's a remote place! ”

"No, it's for purpose." The boss looked at him, "Qingyi, how are you doing?" ”

"Very good, besides, I'm not human, how can I be good or bad? That's all it! Qing Yi laughed and asked him again, "Do you want to eat?" I'll cook for you. ”

"Is it boring?" The boss lowered his head to play with his nails, did not answer him, and continued to ask: "Still ......"

"Or what?" Qing Yi looked at the boss who wanted to speak and stopped, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Nothing!"

"How do you feel like you're preoccupied today?" Qing Yi lay on the table in front of him, held his hand, and asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

The boss pulled his hand out and stared at his smiling face for a long, long time.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you doing that again?" The boss finally asked.

"What's the matter?" Qing Yi looked at the distressed boss and sighed in her heart, "What happened?" ”

"Soul feeding." The boss said calmly, "It's not you, who else can you have?" ”

When Qing Yi heard this, he looked at him dumbfounded, and the smile that had been hanging on his face disappeared.

"That's you, right?" The boss smiled bitterly, "Those living souls smell of you, I really regret leaving you behind." ”

"What would you do if I said it wasn't me?" Qing Yi looked at him, and the joy in his eyes changed to an inexplicable emotion.

"It's time to go, after staying for so many years, can't you still leave?" The boss looked at him, "Qingyi, leaving you a thousand years ago was the biggest mistake I made!" ”

Qing Yi opened his mouth for a long time before asking, "Do you really think so?" ”

"What else could I think?" The boss stood up and said sharply: "That bowl, just the bowl sent to me, has ninety-nine lives." What else could I think? ”

Qing Yi hung his head, the corners of his eyes were sour, he closed his slender phoenix eyes, and said resolutely: "Yes, it's me!" ”

"You ......," the boss sneered, "Good! Good, good!! ”

The two were at a stalemate like this, until a knock sounded on the door, "Teacher Qing, Teacher Qing, can you open the door?" ”

The boss glanced at him and disappeared. The green door opened.

"Teacher Qing, are you sick? Class ends so early. "The boy who came back was the boy who had just raised his hand to ask for his homework.

"No, it's just that it's too hot, and I want you to get out of school early." Qing Yi touched his head, "Let's go home early." ”

"Then teacher, you have a good rest!" The little boy turned away, and as if he had a premonition, he looked back again and again.

"You don't have to worry about these kids, someone will come and replace you." When the child left completely, the boss appeared behind him.

"I still believe in you!" Qing Yi turned around, faced the boss, and looked at his old appearance, Qing Yi felt a pain in his heart, and said sadly: "Master, become your young appearance, just like just now." ”

"Alas......" The boss sighed, turned and walked towards the wall, and slowly straightened up. And as he walked, a black path slowly extended.

"It's still so dark!" Qingyi couldn't help but say as the boss stepped on this road.

With every step he took, his outfit changed, and by the time he could see the red ghost flower, he was already a handsome gentleman with a hat and a round-necked narrow-sleeved robe.

"Why?" The boss stopped, and there was a ferry ahead.

"I'm bored, wait for you to pick me up."

"How can you do it?"

"I've been dead for too long, and I can't see others living well."

"Qing Yi ......" the boss turned around, staring at him with a pair of black eyes, "Why do they smell of you?" ”

"Because I did it." Qing Yi leaned forward slightly, and he felt that the tip of his nose had touched the tip of his boss's nose, "Because the years are too long, I can't find a reason not to be reincarnated." ”

The boss turned around, his figure instantly stiffened, his face was old, and his eyes were full of tears.

The ferryhead is still the ferryhead, the revenants have returned to where they belong, and the boss has his back to him: "Go! ”

"Master, I still have some things, I hope you can give me the answer." He walked up behind the boss and gently wrapped his arms around him.

The boss stiffened and wanted to lift him away, but he held back and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Did you take care of me because you saw me pitiful, or because of my mother?" Qingyun leaned her head down on his shoulder.

"It's all there!" The boss shook his head, "It's been too long, I've forgotten it." ”

"So my mother, is she really called Tao Niang?" Qing Yi was trembling, her eyes were slightly closed, and her expression was painful.

"Yes!" The boss pushed him away and turned to look at him, "Her name is Tao Niang, and she is my maid." ”

"You've been taking care of me secretly, is it because of me?"

"What's because of you?"

"Who is my father?"

"Your mother didn't mention it." The boss waved his hand, and the path leading to the rocky beach lit up with palace lights, "It's time to hit the road!" ”

"Tell me one last thing, Master, okay?" Qing Yi was already numb, and there was no half of the light in his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"My mother, do you like you too?"

"Maybe, I don't know."

When Qing Yi heard this, he couldn't say anything more, but he staggered to the rocky beach, and when he saw the wooden boat coming, he jumped on the wooden boat and sailed into the thick fog with the wooden boat.

After his boat disappeared, the boss turned into a puff of green smoke and left.

And Qing Yi sat in the wooden boat, looking at the blood-red lotus flowers in the river, and a layer of tenderness floated on his face.

He stood up, looked at the surface of the river obscured by layers of thick fog, opened his arms, and threw himself into the river.

Like a wolf smelling meat, Tuyu frantically swam to his side and tore at his soul.