Qingming stared at me quietly, reached out and stroked my face for a while, as if she had made up her mind to lift the leaves and blow them lightly, and the fallen leaves turned into flat boats and flew to our feet to support us. Qingming recited the spell lightly, and the surrounding scenery was confused, and we shuttled through the white time and space tunnel.

When we opened our eyes again, we sat peacefully at the door of the sunny mansion.

"Don't be afraid, honey worm." Qingming clenched my hand and pointed to the courtyard, "Look, that's the pavilion where we often sit—"

"Yes, Boya often comes."

I smiled in response to the warmth of Qingming's eyes, and his smiling eyes were still charming even if they were so weak.

"Remember, honey worm, at that time you were tricked into falling into the lake by me, and at that time I taught you to draw the bellflower print, and you were covered in ink, and the salmon that Yuan Boya brought us......"

Qingming had a soft voice and seemed to be a little choked. For a long time, we did not speak, silently gazing at the grass and trees in the courtyard. There are so many memories here, too many of our nostalgia.

At this time in the past, I, Qingming, and Yuan Boya sat under the eaves of the courtyard, or admiring the flowers or the moon, and the crystal night dew slightly wet our clothes. Qingming leaned aside, Yuan Boya sat upright and drank, or talked or quietly watched the scenery without saying a word, and I watched them quietly, which was my greatest pleasure.

In addition, this mansion was given by the emperor to Qingmei, and it is located in a secluded and elegant scenery. Both hiding fame and detaching from the world is a portrayal of Qingming's indifferent and uninhibited life.

This is Harumi's home, and it is also my home in the Heian period, like my second home, which brings me warmth and touch.

Perhaps, people will always be very nostalgic for their own things before they die, I looked at Qingming, he quietly looked at the quiet and elegant of the court without saying a word. I am also reluctant to give up everything here, looking at it like him, in the same mood, and in the same silence.

"Qingming, you are so cunning, you even used paper figures to deceive me!"

Michimitsu Ashiya's words didn't attract much attention from us.

Qingming and I still looked at the courtyard in front of us, and the memories unfolded in our minds like a picture scroll. I met Qingming, I was tricked by Qingming, Yuan Boya was tricked by us, Yuan Boya played the flute under the moonlight, and the three of us had happy memories.

"Suffer death, Qingming!"

Until the suffocating heat came, Qingming and I hugged each other tightly, trying to use our bodies to resist the attack and reduce the other's pain.

"There's something I've always wanted to say to you, but I don't want to."

Qingming whispered warmth, tightly guarding my head.

Why are you so happy when you are on the verge of death?

Why are you smiling when your tears fall?

If this is not love, what is it?

Tears of happiness slid down the corners of his mouth, and his lips unconsciously outlined a smile. Tears soaked the placket of his pure white clothes, and a faint fragrance came from the wide white hunting clothes.

Qingming's arms were not wide but warm, hugging me tightly, his body temperature came to dispel the pervasive despair. In his arms, quiet, warm, serene, and fragrant lingered, as if he was about to enter a sweet dreamland.

With the scorching smell of burning, the air around us seemed to be stripped and compressed, and a huge heat wave was overwhelming us. I could feel the dirt three feet close to me turn to ashes, and the strong smell of burnt food rushed to my nostrils, and every inch of my skin was like a blazing fire. The brow was furrowed and the tears of happiness slipped through the ......

Time seems to stand still......

The world seems to have stopped......

The earth no longer turns, the wind no longer blows......

Leaving a blank blank space.

After a long time, it seemed that a light leaked out, little by little, into my eyes, and there were countless golden lights in the pitch black, and the pale yellow and pale yellow spots gradually connected. When I opened my eyes again, they were connected to the world in front of me, and the sound of birds was slowly coming.

The world is becoming clear......

Once again, the beautiful world appeared before my eyes.

The flowers in the Qingming Garden are in full bloom, and the dappled shadows of the flowers are surging in the sunlight, making it look vibrant. There were still two empty seats in the courtyard, as if there were still two people waiting for them.

Sunny ......

I was glad to see Harumi and find that he was smiling and staring at me just like me, his eyes full of joy.

Where are we going?

Is it dead or alive?

Turning to look behind me, there was a huge crater melted behind me, and Qing Ming and I sat on the edge. The heat wave disappeared just now, leaving only a slight ache in my body. The birds are bouncing and jumping, and life is so beautiful.

Even the fiery red ball stuck in front of me looks very cute!

"Daoman, if it weren't for Qingming being injured, what would this little trick be worth?"

"What...... What ......"

Ashiya Michi's eyes were full of horror, and we looked at it together with Michiman's gaze-

Under the golden sunlight, the man stood with his hands in his hands, his face hidden in the shadows, and his soft and slightly long hair was gilded with gold edges, showing the resoluteness of the silhouette. A dark blue kitten jumped on his shoulder, adding a touch of tenderness to him in the light. The kitten curled up its tail and turned to look at us.

Hemo Baoxian, is it him?

What did he come to do?

The lips squirmed slightly, and he spit out the word "scatter".

Ashiya Michimitsu's attack was instantly resolved.

A piece of cake.

The mana is still terrifying.

Frightened, Ashiya Michiman retreated again and again, reprimanded nine grievances and fled.

Seeing the back of Luya Road running away from the wilderness, I was so embarrassed!

He Mao Baoxian glanced at me and Qingming on the ground and looked at me with displeasure, and said:

"Qingming, come with me."

turned around indifferently and went to the study, and Qingming followed without saying a word.

I tried to follow, but he stopped me.

Seeing them silently entering the study one after the other, I don't know what happened.

Kamo Hoken is the elder brother of Kamo Sara and the eldest son of Kamo Tadayuki (Harumi's master), and the son inherits the family business. As the saying goes, nothing is left to the Three Treasures Palace.

Isn't something happening to Kamo Sara?

After sending away Kamo Baoxian, Harumi's face was heavy.

As the fiery sunset set, he stood at the sunset for a long time. The red sunset obliquely lengthened his shadow, and he never said a word, and his back was slightly lonely.

No matter how much I asked him, he remained silent and refused to tell me why. Seeing the sun set, our shadows intertwined into a long cross on the ground. Qingming glanced at it, turned around and went to the study without saying a word.

His back looked a little weak and sad.

I couldn't bear to see him like this, and I was afraid that I would disturb him by comforting him in the past, so I had to stand silently outside the study and wait for him and accompany him.

I saw the sun set, and my shadow dragged diagonally in the doorway.

until it disappears......