"Yunge ......" Tu Yu had a little doubt and loss on his face, and his eyes were wide open, and a shallow light gradually accumulated.

The two fell silent together. If the candle flame is induced, the flame will also tend to fade.

In the darkness, the figures of the two seemed to blur, as if overlapping.

"Yunge, are you there?"

At this moment, the voice of a poinsettia plum came from outside the door. Then there was a sliding door, and the calm figure covered the darkness in the room.

"You ......" Poinsettia immediately saw the two people in front of her, and was immediately attracted by the strange silence of the two.

The sound of the wind ran down the ground and rolled in low from outside the door. Poinsettia Mei looked at the expressions of the two and seemed to understand the central meaning.

"Follow me." He took a few steps towards the two of them and grabbed Fu Yunge's wrist.

Fu Yunge was a little surprised: "Master......"

Poinsettia plum has no explanation in a few words. He pulled Fu Yunge away, and the two of them walked towards the far side of the hut.

Inside the hut, Tu Mo stared blankly out the door, the red moonlight shining all around her.

Outside Shuangqian Town, the grass in the fields shook its thin stems in the direction of the wind. The falling leaves brushed over the shoulders of the two of them, like the trumpets of the late forest in the wilderness.

The land is soft, and this is where Fuyunge and Tu Yu used to come during the day. The scattered soil was still the same as it was, stained with sparkling fireflies and flying white velvet.

Poinsettia Plum and Fu Yunge walked all the way here before slowly stopping. Fu Yunge gasped, puzzled by Master's move.

Poinsettia had her back to him, and it was a long time before he turned around sluggishly.

Only then did Fu Yunge notice that the master's face was similar to the look on his face that night, full of vicissitudes of life.

"I know...... What kind of mood are you in right now? His gaze met Fu Yunge's, as if looking into the deep beam of light in his heart, which made Fu Yunge feel a pain in his chest.

The wind in the distance blew through the forest leaves, making a sound like a wind chime.

Poinsettia sighed softly. He looked at this disciple who had passed hundreds of years lightly, as if he had seen his former self.

"What are your feelings for her?"

"I don't know...... Perhaps, just a companion. ”

Fu Yunge said. This is what he said honestly, and perhaps it would be better for them to be mere companions.

"Is this your idea, or is it taking into account hers?" Poinsettia plum squints.

Fu Yunge was stunned when asked: "What do you mean......"

Poinsettia sighed softly. He turned his head to look at Shuangqian Town in the distance, and although it was shrouded in blood mist, he could still see a little fluorescence of the lights.

"Have you really thought about her?" Poinsettia spoke lightly, her words spoken slowly and clearly, "—even if you are a companion, you still don't trust her too much." ”

"Distrusted?" Fu Yunge felt as if he understood, how could he not trust Tu Yu?

"If you trust, you shouldn't say that." Poinsettia said briskly, even though he wasn't there at the time. From the expressions of the two of them at that time, he was able to deduce a lot of things.

“…… Moreover, there should be no more than just companionship between you. He didn't wait for Fu Yunge to speak, and continued to follow, "You let her go back, in addition to ensuring her safety, it also contains your ...... Some kind of feeling. ”

Poinsettia plum hit the nail on the head, but in the end she left a show for Fu Yunge. Fu Yunge suddenly felt a burst of sorrow, and lowered his head in a deep voice.

"Master...... You're right. He sighed quietly, "Maybe I shouldn't have met her." ”

"In this case, it's all fate, and it's just futile for you to escape." Poinsettia frowned, "And, have you paid attention to her emotions?" ”

Fu Yunge raised his head slightly and looked at Master through the gap in the ends of his forehead: "Her emotions? ”

Poinsettia Mei recalled the loneliness on the child's face when the two went out, and her heart was bitter, but she smiled helplessly.

"She's a strong kid." He only said lightly in the end.

Fu Yunge raised his hand and stroked his heart. It was as if the figure of Tu Yu appeared in front of him, she was always so energetic, so carefree, bright as a star shining with the sun's rays.

"If you don't want her to be sad, you can accompany her and go down together." Poinsettia Mei grabbed a handful of floating blood mist with her bare hands, but there was nothing. He looked at Fu Yunge again, waiting for his thoughts.

The breeze blew, and the grass was hoarse. The lights of Shuangqian Town gradually dimmed, and the fields seemed to be a bright red dream in the independent world.

"But......" Fu Yunge suppressed sadness in his throat, "I and her, maybe there is a world of difference behind it." I ......"

Suddenly, Fu Yunge was shocked to feel a very fast wind sound in his ears.

- Smack.

Poinsettia Mei raised her hand very powerfully, but when it really fell on Fu Yunge's face, there was only a little soft power, as if she was caressing kindly.

With a gentle voice, Fu Yunge didn't even feel pain, but he was extremely frightened.

Raising her eyes, there was no trace of anger on Poinsettia Mei's face, only a complicated expression that seemed to be a little heartbroken.

"Yun Ge, being a teacher is just an emotional loser, but I don't want your path to be as full of regret as being a teacher." His calm tone was full of heavy breath, as if he was powerless.

"You have to know that a thought originates, even if the two have a distance of heaven, it is not a problem."

"Master......" Fu Yunge's eyes lit up a little light, and his heart seemed to light up with a drop of light.

The poinsettia plum's short robe swayed in the bleak wind, but Fu Yunge felt a gentle and strong force, which went straight to the bottom of his heart and infused a new strength.

His previous vacillation gradually calmed down. At this moment, he seemed to see Tu Yu's face more and more clearly, as if he had lifted the fog and made him feel warm in his heart.

"If you understand, go back." Poinsettia quickly turned around and walked away.

In the field, wrapped in blood mist, only Fu Yunge was left in an instant.

He stood still, but his heart grew clearer. It turned out that his previous worries and inferiority complex gradually disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by a feeling of rising sun, permeating his whole body.

The evening breeze is blowing and the temperature is starting to drop. The moon gradually rose to mid-heaven, and the dark curtain color seemed extremely quiet at this time.

Fu Yunge took a deep breath and felt his chest feel cool. It turned out that autumn was coming, and he hadn't noticed it before.

He was about to walk, but just as he was taking the first step, he came across a hard stone in the grass, which almost made him stumble.

"What is this?" Fu Yunge felt that the stones in the grass were quite strange, and turned around to lean over and grope for it, but he grabbed a very regular small stone tablet.

Fu Yunge picked it up with doubts, rubbed the palm-sized stone tablet, and looked at it.