I woke up in a sunset, lying in the small yellow flowers all over the mountains under the sunset, the sky was blue, there were birds hovering in the sky, making a crisp chirp, I seemed to have been asleep for a long time, waking up in the most natural state, with a tear in the corner of my eye, and involuntarily read a sound in my mouth, Xiao Qi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At a glance, the horizon of the sky seemed to be at the far end, and I was lost, in Xiao Qi's world, in this world, and in the depths of my heart.

It seemed that not far away I heard the cry of an old cow, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who looked like a scholar walked towards me, and said from a distance, Childe, the sun is about to set, and if you don't go back, the old man will scold.

Son?

I looked down at what I was wearing, from shirt and trousers to cloth robes, barefoot, with a worn-out book buttoned among the flowers.

In a past life, I'm back?

I sat on the rattan chair woven with green bamboo, the afterglow of the setting sun was lazily scattered on the green brick floor through the lattice windows, although the solid wood table was exquisitely carved, it was dilapidated, the base of the oil lamp was rusty, I looked at the tea cup on the table, the heat slowly rose, and the faint fragrance of tea flickered, real and warm.

I am the fourth generation of the Shen family, and I am burdened, not only to glorify my ancestors and go to Beijing to take the exam, but also to pass on the ancestors and continue the incense.

As the days passed, I became a poor and sour talent who read poetry and books, and I only waited for next year to enter Beijing to take the exam, hoping to get an official and a half-job, and my father's wishful thinking.

I still often come to the hillside full of small yellow flowers, looking at the sunset on the horizon, lonely waiting for Xiao Qi to appear, whether it is in this life or in the next life, she is my eternal fate.

Summer was soon gone, and the autumn wind brought sorrow to my heart, and I watched the petals of the little yellow flowers wither one by one, swaying gently with the wind, drifting into the distance, and the wind pouring down on the hillside, blowing up my cloak and rolling into the hollow depths of my heart.

On this day, my scholar did not come to the hillside to call me home, and at sunset, only his lonely old cow, with a sad expression written on his face, woke me up from my memories with a deep muffled voice.

His father contracted the wind chill due to the autumn cold, and the scholar was in the process of fetching his father's medicine when a speeding carriage took his life at the age of fifteen.

The scholar's name is Xiao Nan, father, his mother died very early, his father adopted him, and took him as his own, because my name is Xiao Bei, my father hopes that we will become good brothers with one heart and one mind in the future, so he was named Shen Xiao Nan, I also love Xiao Nan as a younger brother, in this world, he is the person who accompanies me every day.

I knelt in front of the spirit, looking at the pale face of Xiao Nan, evoking a lot of memories of us once together, at that time I had not returned to this world, we played on the hillside full of small yellow flowers every day, one day my father led a cow, that is, the cow led by Xiao Nan later, appeared on the slope of the sunset, tall figure, slightly bowed, that day Xiao Nan and I curiously touched the horns, the cow made a low muffled sound to us, we were all happy for the new members of the family, and now things are wrong, yellow flowers withered.

Winter snowflakes cover the entire hillside, and there are no more yellow flowers all over the mountain, but the sun is still setting. I stepped on the boundless snow, the squeaking sound was like the sorrowful chirping of birds in the sky, I seemed to hear Xiao Nan calling me behind me, Childe, grandpa will scold if you don't go back.

But when I turned around, I only saw the sad eyes and vicissitudes of life of the old cow.

I watched the snow outside the window gradually melt, the charcoal fire in the stove slowly extinguished, the willow trees in the yard quietly sprouted, it was the spring of another year, I still couldn't forget Xiao Nan's voice, I couldn't forget his thin and smart figure, he always echoed in my ears, just like the little yellow flowers on the hillside were awakened by the spring breeze.

In the spring of March, I said goodbye to my father, mother, and Xiaonan's favorite cow, and went to Beijing to take the exam.

I carried my bags to Xiao Nan's grave to say goodbye to him, his grave was full of crystal clear little yellow flowers, I knew that this was his thoughts of me in the sky, the wind gently stirred my hair, swept my cheeks, warm and gentle, I seemed to hear Xiao Nan say to me, Childe, don't shed tears for me, I will always be by your side.

The early morning sun passed through the endless jungle, and I watched the countless yellow flowers in front of Xiaonan's grave, gradually fading away.

The journey ahead was long and arduous, and I felt that the burden on my body was increasing, not only the mission of my family, but also Xiao Nan's expectations.

The clouds above my head slowly accompanied me forward, as if Xiao Nan was in the clouds, with me as a companion, I walked alone in the silent and dark forest, with a faint sadness, a gloomy pain in my heart, and then I heard the neighing of several fierce horses, the sword of the bandits was so bright that I couldn't see their number, I wanted to retreat, but I was already surrounded, I don't understand what they are doing robbing a poor scholar in this barren mountain and wilderness?

I said to the leader, "I don't have any silver taels."

The leader is wielding an iron plate axe, what do you use to hurry if you don't have money.

Then a couple of minions tied me up, and I screamed lawlessness.

The leader laughed, in this realm, Lao Tzu is the sky, and it is the king's law.

I think I will become the soul of his iron axe, continue to drift away in the world of nothingness, continue to deepen my thoughts about Xiao Qi, whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, until we meet again in a certain world.

I gazed at the sunlight that embraced the entire forest, closed my eyes gently, and waited, tears of longing flowing from the corners of my eyes.