In the afternoon, when the school bell rang, Feng unreasonably packed up his bag and left the classroom.

I took two days off, and now it's okay, that crazy guy doesn't have to study at night until he is caught.

The summer evening was still a little hot, and the wind went to pick up the bicycle unreasonably, and the cart went out of the school gate against the flow of people going to the cafeteria.

The sun is falling, the playground and the school road are dyed by the remnants of the sun in the color of old photographs, the shadows of people and bicycles are constantly stretched, and someone is holding a basketball and hitting the ground and passing by him; There is also a young couple in school uniforms who say something interesting, and when they approach, they don't speak, but look at each other with a smile in their eyes; There are teachers and staff with children shouting something on the runway; A soccer ball rolled towards him, and he heard a few people on the playground shouting at him from a long distance.

Presumably to ask him to help kick the ball back.

He gave them an OK, put down his bike, stopped the ball, and kicked them up.

This angle is almost parallel to the net.

The ball flies in an arc in the air.

Perfect access to the net!

It was quiet for about two seconds.

Two seconds later, the whole world cheered, probably for the goal or for their worthless youth.

Feng Wuli felt that this sentence was written in the composition, and Su's mother would definitely be able to give a high score next time.

He's so confident every time.

When I went out to the school gate, I saw a little fox sitting on the head of the stone lion.

She was still wearing that straw hat, her hands propped up behind her body, her two little short legs dangling back and forth, watching the students below go in and out, people were mediocre, but no one noticed her.

The wind looked left and right unreasonably until there was no one.

"What are you sitting on there?"

"You made me wait for you outside."

"Forget it, come down."

"Oh."

She moved her buttocks, and was just about to jump down, but she looked up at the wind unreasonable, and reached out to press her little skirt before jumping down.

"I'm disappointed not to see it, seeing a stunner like me, you kid have to restrain yourself!"

"See, it's a children's style, it's cute."

"Are you a pervert?!"

"Anyway, you're more like a little ......"

Feng unreasonably pushed the car, she followed the young man, holding her big kettle, Feng unreasonable to take one step and she had to take three steps.

"Come on."

"You want me to sit on this?"

"You can run after me."

The little fox hurriedly sat on his side, put the big kettle on his lap, and wrapped his hands around Feng Wuli's waist, but his hands were too short, and his face was attached to Feng Wuli's back.

"Thank you for your hard work." She said seriously.

Feng Wuli was a little surprised: "You are quite polite." ”

Not like some stupid cat.

The evening wind was noisy.

A teenager rides a bicycle around the city.

Talking from time to time;

It's like talking to yourself;

Occasionally, passers-by heard it, turned their heads to look, and saw that he was wearing a headset, so they stopped paying attention.

"If you talk to me like that, they'll think there's something wrong with your brain."

"No, they'll think I'm on the phone."

"Calling? Who is the phone? ”

“…… A tool for transmitting sound for thousands of miles. ”

"A thousand miles of sound! It's a very high-level spirit entanglement?! ”

"No, it's just a very ordinary thing, and ordinary people can use it."

"Ordinary people can also use the treasure of thousands of miles of sound!"

"That's not baby, have you been in contact with humans for a long time? If you look at the smooth and wide roads on this street, the iron boxes that shuttle quickly, and the houses as high as the clouds, you should know that the times are different, and now the development of human beings is very different from before. ”

In the evening, the street lights suddenly turned on, and the little fox was startled, and hugged the wind in fear.

She stared stunned at the street lamps that lit up all over the street, and the fox's eyes shimmered.

"You hung the Toad Palace all the way ......"

"That's a street lamp."

"Where is this?"

"This is the world."

"The ...... of the World"

The little fox looked at the shadowy people on the street, tightened his clothes with his little hand holding Feng Wuli's waist, and said weakly: "There are so many human beings like garbage. ”

Feng Wuli couldn't help but laugh.

forgive her for her childish words.

When passing by the tree the day before yesterday, she was a little nervous all the way, and pointed to the tree in front of her: "There! There's the smell of yokai there! ”

The wind looked up unreasonably towards the tree.

A little boy with cicada wings on his back, standing barefoot on a tree.

He's a little taller than the day before yesterday.

If I was about five years old the day before yesterday, I will be a first-grade elementary school student today.

He just didn't look very smart, and he was dumbfounded, standing on a branch, holding the trunk with one hand, and looking at the passers-by.

"It's a Qi girl." The wind explained unreasonably to the little fox.

"He, he's Qi Nu?"

"Hmm"

Cui Bao's Ancient and Modern Notes. Roll down. Q&A Interpretation": "Niu Heng asked: 'Where is the cicada named Qi woman?' He replied, "Queen Qi died of anger, her corpse turned into a cicada, and the trees in the court chirped. The king remorseed. Therefore, the name of the cicada is called Qi Nuye." 」

Later, for this cicada demon who died in summer and autumn, everyone called it Qi Nu.

It is a very weak primary youkai.

They burst out of the ground in late spring, sang all the summer, and finally died in the autumn wind.

The next year it will be reborn in the soil.

It's just the memory of the previous year, but it will always stay in the middle of summer that year.

Summer is back.

Feng Wuli has known this Qi girl for ten years.

It's so close to Lao Cai that you get to know each other again every summer and watch each other die every autumn.

Years.

The age of the monsters is not all immortal, and there are also short-lived ones like Qi Nu.

"Mommy, look! There's a cicada here! ”

A woman picks up her daughter from kindergarten passing by from school, and the noise of cicadas attracts the attention of the little girl.

"Shout so loudly!"

The little girl held her mother's hand, and the older and the younger raised their heads by the tree, and even looked up exactly the same, looking at the cicadas on the tree stupidly.

After a while, the mother smiled softly and stroked the little girl's head: "Say hello to Mr. Cicada." ”

"Hello Mr. Cicada!"

The sun sank completely into the horizon, the last light of the city was taken away, as if the soul was weightless, and the cicadas really paused for five seconds, then resounded through the sky, and then slowly fell silent.

"Mom, look, Mr. Cicada has greeted me!"

The mother was stunned for a moment, realized that it was just a coincidence, and pulled the little girl away with a smile.

The little girl's childlike voice was far away.

Talking about coming back to Mr. Cicada tomorrow.

Mom smiled and agreed.

The little girl danced and said that she couldn't wait to see Mr. Cicada again.

Mom asked her what she wanted to eat tonight.

The little girl said that Marshal Tianpeng fried beans.

The little boy in the tree watched the two men leave, when he suddenly heard someone calling out to him below.

"Do you have a name?"

He turned to look and saw that it was the human he had seen the day before yesterday who could see him.

And a little fox.

He shook his head.

"How about that called 'pickup'?"

"Okay." A crisp juvenile voice responded.

Feng Wuli rode his bicycle under the tree, and the little fox kept his eyes on the little boy in the tree, watching him see the two of them go away.

"Let's try to survive the summer this year."