Qiu Xi'er wore a long skirt and stood quietly on the bridge, and the young man climbed up the bridge, standing beside him with an umbrella, and said sincerely - Sir, I am serious.

Qiu Xi'er didn't speak, just quietly looked at the long river world, the lights of the most prosperous city in the south were fluttering, falling in the river, but they didn't drift in, just rippling, stopping in place, it was an untouchable scenery.

After watching it for a long time, Qiu Xi'er spoke: "Do you know what it means to be serious? ”

The voice was cold, there was no anger, no resentment, and it was as calm as a flat lake in the courtyard.

Nandao stood aside with an umbrella, looked at Qiu Xi'er's side face, thought seriously for a long time, and said, "Probably, if you like it, you like it." ”

"But I think it's naïve." Qiu Xi'er said calmly.

"Sir, isn't he fifteen?" Nandao asked rhetorically.

Qiu Xi'er quietly watched the hustle and bustle of the world.

"I thought that the likes of teenagers should be well hidden, not expressed rudely like this."

"It's a long time to hide, maybe for others, hide it, and then forget it, until one day sitting on the bridge and looking at the flowing water, I was surprised to remember that I once liked a certain girl, so I felt that it was good to miss it." Nandao looked up at the edge of the umbrella and said sadly, "But I'm different, I don't know when I'm going to die." ”

When Nandao said this, he suddenly understood why he had done such an outrageous thing by the lake before.

Li Qinghua and Zhang Xiaoyu.

So Nandao smiled softly and continued: "Since I'm still alive, then I'm going to try, I know there's little hope, but what if, Mr. agrees?" ”

Qiu Xi'er turned her head to look at Nandao calmly, and said, "If it weren't for your really good talent, you would have died in Jingsi Lake today." ”

Nandao looked down at the flowing water under the bridge and said, "Pity can also be regarded as a kind of liking." ”

"I don't know how many people in the world are talented, do I want to like them?" Qiu Xi'er scoffed at this argument.

Nandao raised his head, looked at Qiu Xi'er, and said softly, "Sir, you are only allowed to like me alone." ”

"Why?"

Qiu Xi'er asked calmly.

Nan Dao stood under the umbrella and said slowly: "Sir, if you think that the world is cute, then I will be this world." ”

"The most gifted person."

"I'm a demon." Qiu Xi'er said calmly.

"I don't mind."

"The human world is a hundred years, and the demon life is long, not to mention, as you said, you yourself don't know when you will die."

"After I die, my husband can choose to forget me."

"Why bother?"

"Sir, this is my mountain." Nandao stood under the umbrella and said softly, "Seeing the mountains is like seeing the road, so as not to leave regrets." ”

Qiu Xi'er fell silent.

It began to drizzle.

The young man stood on the bridge with an umbrella, looking down at the flowing water, looking up at the world, there was a wind around him, and his eyes were full of his own reflection.

So the boy saw the mountain.

It is spring rain and spring mountain.

I see how charming the green mountains are.

"Yes, you've seen the mountain." Qiu Xi'er said softly. "Sit and enter the road, see the mountain in three days......"

Nandao stood under the umbrella, looked at the mountains in the distance, and also looked at the mountains in his heart, and said softly: "So, does Mr. still like it?" ”

Qiu Xi'er didn't answer, but said calmly: "It's just a pity." ”

Nandao didn't argue anymore, stood on the bridge, and quietly watched the spring water flow of a river.

Qiu Xi'er didn't say anything more.

The two of them stood quietly on the bridge.

After a long time, Qiu Xi'er turned and walked under the bridge, and Nandao stood in the drizzle and looked at her.

Qiu Xi'er walked to the bridge, stood under the lantern of the spring rain, did not look back, looked at the long street and said coldly: "I didn't bring an umbrella." ”

......

Nandao returned to the porter and sat by the brazier roasting the coat that Qiu Xi'er had returned to him.

When he returned to Qingniu Courtyard with Qiu Xi'er before, Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er's departing back and asked very carefully-Mr. agreed?

Qiu Xi'er stood under the eaves, did not look back, and did not answer.

It wasn't until Nandao walked along the trail for a while that he heard the familiar cold voice coming - don't forget to come and learn the sword tomorrow afternoon.

When Nandao thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

The gentleman did not agree, but he did not refuse either.

But that's already a good start.

Nandao sat by the brazier and laughed silly.

Then he took out the paper from before and lay down by the brazier to write.

From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person, sweep the floor, light the lamp, practice, and hold the hand of the gentleman.

That's it!

Then happily pasted the paper to the head of the bed.

See the mountains?

What mountains to see?

Nandao went to bed contentedly.

......

Early the next morning, Nandao got up, took a broom to sweep the fallen leaves, boiled hot water, and then went to Jingsi Lake to take a look.

Today's Yunhu doesn't seem to be in a state, probably because he has a cold, he keeps sneezing, and he doesn't know what he went to do last night, so today's sermon ended in a hurry.

Yun Hu didn't know how to ask Nan Dao for some ginger soup to drink, and when he heard Nan Dao ask him with some concern what happened last night, Yun Hu didn't know how to squirt out the ginger soup in his mouth, turned around with a red face, and kept saying: "It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally caught a cold." ”

As a scholar, lying on the eaves at night to peep at this kind of thing, if someone knows about it, it will be fine.

What's more, I called all night last night, and no one came, seeing that it was raining, I had to jump down and eat.

Yun Hu hurriedly drank the ginger soup, stuffed the bowl to Nandao, and limped away in a panic along the trail.

Nandao stood there with a bowl, only thinking that Mr. Yunhu was very strange today.

Sending the bowl back to Wenhua Academy, Nan Dao remembered, and forgot to talk to Yun Hu about the five thousand words of the green cow, so he ran to the small bamboo garden next to the library to find him, but found that Yun Hu didn't know if he had come back, and Nan Dao left in confusion.

Chen He looked at Yun Hu who was lying on the listening platform on the third floor of the library, and asked with some curiosity: "Mr. Yun Hu, what are you doing here?" ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to stand up, secretly glanced at the bamboo forest, and was relieved to see that Nandao had already left.

He wouldn't have found out that the dean and I were peeping last night, otherwise how would he have chased him here?

Yun Hu thought uneasily, nodded to Chen He, and pretended to be calm: "Come and take a look at the scenery." ”

When Chen He heard this, he became happy, pulled Yun Hu to the side and sat down, and happily talked nonsense.

Yun Hu didn't know that he just wanted to deal with it, so he went back to read, but after stopping for a while, he also found it quite interesting, so the two sat on the listening platform and drank tea and chatted all morning.

Before leaving, Chen He still took Yun Hu Zhizhi's hand and said sincerely: "I still know a friend, let's sit and chat together another day." ”

Yun Hu didn't know that there was no problem, and then asked who it was.

Chen He said: "It's the gatehouse of our Hanging Courtyard, the boy named Nandao." ”

Before he finished speaking, Yun Hu limped back to Xiaozhuyuan without knowing it.

Chen He stood at the door of the library blankly, not knowing what was happening.

......

Nandao practiced absent-mindedly in the room for a long time, and finally managed to stay up until the afternoon, and then hurried to Jingsi Lake.

This time, Nandao went directly to the left of the Hanging Courtyard, which was the long corridor where he first met Qiu Xi'er, and Nandao walked all the way with a sword and an umbrella.

The magnolia flowers in the forest fell quietly, and the woman in the long white dress stood quietly by the lake, looking at the lake calmly as usual, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Sir."

Nandao looked at Qiu Xi'er who was standing there, and suddenly remembered what happened here last night, subconsciously touched his cheek, and then became honest.

Qiu Xi'er didn't look back, just looked at the lake calmly.

"Continue to wear flowers today."

Nandao said with a fighting spirit, "Yes, sir. ”

Nandao drew his sword on the forest path near Qiuxi'er and began to practice wearing flowers.

Yesterday's sword pierced nine flowers, obviously luck is greater than strength, today Nandao has been stabbed for a long time, and he has not worn nine magnolia again.

Nandao thought that Mr. Jiuduo didn't care about it yesterday, which was really a pity, and at the same time, he couldn't help but think that what Mr. said last night remembered someone.

Who is that person?

Before I knew it, I was distracted.

Then the next sword began to stab, and it was caught by two slender jade fingers.

When Nandao came back to his senses, he saw Qiu Xi'er frowning at him and said, "You are distracted." ”

Nandao realized that he had moved away from the trail and stood by the lake with his sword in hand.

"I'm thinking about something, sorry, sir." Nan Dao said, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiu Xi'er's finger still holding the sword, and continued, "Sir, be careful, otherwise you will be injured." ”

As he spoke, he was about to grab Qiu Xi'er's hand.

Qiu Xi'er seemed to know what Nan Dao was thinking, and Nan Dao just raised his hand, Qiu Xi'er let go of the sword, took a step back, turned to look at the lake, and said calmly: "Don't think nonsense. ”

Nandao put the sword back with regret, looked at Qiu Xi'er's back and asked with some curiosity: "What has Mr. been looking at the lake?" ”

Qiu Xi'er did not answer.

Nandao waited for a while, walked back to the trail, and continued to dress the flowers.

After practicing for a while, Nandao suddenly realized that it seemed that his sword today was much faster than yesterday.

However, the number of white flowers in the thorns is lower than yesterday.

Could it be because of the mountain realm?

Nandao was about to ask Qiu Xi'er, and when he looked up, he found that Qiu Xi'er was under the magnolia tree on the side, and he seemed to have been looking at himself for a long time.

"Is the gentleman looking at me?"

There was some snickering joy in the South Island.

Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "When you take out the sword, don't look at your own Shenhai. ”

"Why?"

"Although you have truly stepped into the realm of seeing mountains, and you can use the vitality of heaven and earth for your own use, your entry into the mountains is too fast, and your body has not yet adapted to it. Inevitably, there will be some incongruity. ”

"How do I draw my sword?"

Qiu Xi'er looked at Nandao with a sincere face, took the sword, and then stabbed at Nandao.

The tip of the sword rests between the eyebrows.

The forest is silent.

There are countless falling flowers.

Nandao has no intention of looking at flowers.

"For example, when an ordinary man sees an enemy, he stabs out with a sword, which means that if the eye moves, the sword moves." Qiu Xi'er put away her sword and stood under the tree, and said calmly.

Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er and said softly, "What should I do if my heart is moved, sir?" ”

Qiu Xi'er didn't speak, threw the sword to Nandao, and walked towards the outside of Jingsi Lake.

After a while, Nandao heard Qiu Xi'er's cold voice coming from the end of the trail.

"March 15, after All Souls' Day, I'm going back to the cliff."

Nandao was stunned.