"The rain trembles and the yellow branches are shaking, and the nest is still looking at the sky."

"If tomorrow is a sunny day, the chicks are born proud."

Yang Wang, dressed in a brown cloth robe, stood quietly by the outer wall of the school, whispering the poems carved on the stone wall like You Xiaodao.

The poems are immature, and the poet should not be very old, but he re-reads them carefully, and there is a sense of familiarity in them. He shook his head, and then leaned back to the yellow and leafless willow beside him.

By this time the snow had melted.

Half a month ago, when he woke up, it was still snowing heavily, as if Yang Wang's memory was blank.

What is your name, where does your family live, and why did you fall off the cliff?

He didn't know.

Uncle Yang named him "Yang Forget." ”

The young lady said that Yang Forget was her life-saving benefactor.

He doesn't remember anything anymore......

Yang Wu took a step forward, covered his chest with his left hand, and then placed his hands on the rough bark of the willow tree. He pushed a little harder, and from the dantian, a stream of heat quickly dispersed, divided into two, and then flowed between his palms. He hurriedly withdrew his hand in fright, quite surprised by the strange appearance of the second palm.

The willow strips fell like spring rain, on his bun, on the corners of his shoulders, and on all around him.

Next to the tree, there is a quiet lake.

A branch fell into the quiet lake, but it had already swept away in a long wave.

And there are bridges and boats on the quiet lake.

Yang Forget noticed that a gaze shot at him quickly, he shook his body, shook off the branch and met the gaze.

It's a friend of the young lady, the boat of the swing child's house. At the bow of the boat, the old man in the hat smiled when he saw Yang Forget looking at him.

Yang Forget subconsciously bowed.

And there are actually many small boats docked on the side of Jinghu, and there are people on board, but their eyes are fixed on the gate of the school, and no one else has the leisure to notice Yang Wang's corner.

The name of the school is: Minghu.

Ming Lake is formed by a tributary of the Beiye River from the south, and the school is located between Ming Lake and Ming Lake, and only a long bridge connects the land, which is an isolated island. Therefore, if the students want to do so, they either take a boat or walk across a wooden bridge that is 100 feet long.

Miss was seasick, so Yang Wang, as a companion, also walked across the long bridge with Yang Xi every day, but he probably walked on the young lady's back.

Yang Wangbai walked boredly to the wooden bridge, he looked up at the sunset, waiting.

The sun is setting, the waves are sparkling, the flat boats are floating, and the voices are noisy.

"I heard that another family's baby was stolen in Xicheng recently."

"No, there are already more than a dozen of them lost in that piece of Dongcheng!"

"There are also cases in the south and north cities, and these years are really not peaceful."

"Who would dare to have another baby? Several mothers-in-law don't let their big men go to bed. ”

"My mother-in-law drove me to the firewood room, and she didn't even let me touch it."

"It's good that I don't have a mother-in-law. However, this thief who stole the baby is also strange, not to mention that the government can't catch it, and even those knights are helpless. If the thief doesn't steal the baby in the future, he will come and tie up my little master...... This Jiangcheng, I'm afraid I can't stay! ”

"I heard from our lady of the house, this matter may be related to the eldest son lost by the Suzhou Mansion Ya Zhou, you think about it, since the Zhou Lord came to our Jiangzhou Jiangcheng, the baby has been stolen at night......"

When Yang Forget heard this, he seemed to be thinking a little, and was about to listen to those people continue to talk, but the door of the school opened.

There was a crowd of people, all of whom were teenagers who were no more than twelve or thirteen years old, all carrying cloth bags and rushing out.

He looked at it, but there was no girl in sight.

Inside the school.

Seven or eight teenagers surrounded Yang Xi and Swing.

"You girls don't embroider in the boudoir, why do you come to the school to study?"

A young man pointed at the two of them.

Yang Xi was dressed in red, her long hair was tied between the silver hairpins, she took Swing'er's hand and took a step forward and said, "Get out of the way!" ”

"Don't let it!"

"Don't let it!"

"Don't let it!"

The crowd shouted.

"Believe it or not, I'll let my dad arrest you all!"

"What are we afraid of with the little dart head of a small dart board?"

"That's it!"

"My father is the most famous master in the city, why did your father arrest us? Be careful, I ask my dad to write a petition and send your dad to jail! ”

Yang Xi was a little angry, she let go of the swing's little hand, and pushed forward with both hands, and actually pushed the somewhat fat young man to the ground, and suddenly a wail sounded: "Ouch! ”

The young man in the back hurriedly took the opportunity to kick her legs from behind Yang Xi, Yang Xi was in pain and lost his strength and fell to the ground, and the fat young man who was fat before hurriedly turned over and threw her under him, pressed Yang Xi's feet with his thick legs, and pressed Yang Xi's arms with both hands, only teaching Yang Xi not to move under him.

Although Qiu Qian'er looked panicked, when she was about to step forward to help for Yang Xi, she was firmly held by several other people, unable to take a step forward, she shouted eagerly: "Yang Xi! Yang Xi! ”

"Phew!"

The fat boy of the master's family shook off the spit on his face, and suddenly blushed, he pressed Yang Xi's hands together behind his back, freed up his right hand, and said viciously: "I'll let you push me!" Unruly wild girl! ”

When the fat boy was about to swing down, his right hand could not move.

"Let go."

Yang Wang's squatting body, grasping between the fat hands with one hand, slightly twisting the knob, the tender flesh between the arms was already a little bloody.

The fat boy was sweating profusely, and his two eye sockets seemed to have lost their original shape and appeared distorted, and the eyeballs in them flipped straight up.

Yang forgot to let go.

Seeing this, the young man in the back hurriedly picked up the fat boy who had lost his strength and ran out in fear.

There were obvious tears in the corners of Yang Xi's eyes, but he just sat up and tilted his head and didn't speak.

To Yang Wang's surprise, Swing, who was wearing a pale yellow dress, just walked over and squatted down and gently patted Yang Xi's arm. Both men were silent.

Presumably, this kind of thing happens from time to time in the academy. Yang Wang's back was towards Yang Xi and he squatted down.

Yang Xi silently climbed onto his back, his eyes already red.

"Let's go."

Yang forgot to carry Yang Xi, and Yang Xi led the swing.

Outside, there was already an afterglow, and the microwave was rippling with red light, but in the distance, there were seven or eight small boats slowly sinking into the lake.

The boys shouted, and the slaves splashed in the water.

When they parted, the red light reflected on the little face like a goose egg on the swing, and she sat quietly on the boat watching them, and the old man beside her leaned slowly supporting Artemisia offshore, as if he did not hear the noise of the surrounding scolding.

Yang Wangxiang blended into the Ming Lake and walked straight on the swaying wooden bridge.

The girl put her head close to his back, and she said with a crying voice, "I don't want to study." ”

Yang Forget clearly felt that the back part of his back had been wet.

"I want to learn martial arts!"

"I want to be a heroine......"

He suddenly stopped, as if remembering something.

"Martial arts? Why study martial arts? ”

Yang Forget muttered, "Martial arts? Why study martial arts? ”

"Why? I don't know! What is martial arts? What is Martial Arts? ”

"Who am I? I don't know! I'm Yang Wang! ”

"Why kill me! Why do you want to kill me?! ”

"I ......"

"I can't die!"

"I can't die!"

"Silly boy...... What are you talking about? The girl muttered behind Yang Wang's back, she spurted her mouth, although the corners of her eyes were still filled with tears, but she was already asleep.

Yang forgot as if he woke up.

He walked on.

Behind him, a fish jumped up from the Ming Lake, drawing arcs one after another, forming colorful waves on the pontoon.

In the distance, a mist of dust rose everywhere, and the willow tree fell with a bang, crushing the stone wall engraved with the verses.

Ten miles of flat boats and a few leaves, but they are also immersed in a mirror.