Zhang Xiaoyu may have left the town near the Censer Valley after that day.

At least the old woman who was called Granny Li by Li Qinghua hadn't seen the young sword cultivator in white clothes around here again, no matter how she looked at it.

The carpenter surnamed Liu poked his head out that day, and after glancing at the Dalmatian over there, he went to Li Qinghua's door, although he didn't knock on the door, but he also got a rare answer from Li Qinghua.

Let him do that as soon as possible.

The carpenter returned happily.

He was bored in the yard and began to shrink into a pile of wood, earnestly making that wooden piano in the valley.

The old woman picked a new dress for Li Qinghua in the market of the town for a long time, and originally planned to send it directly to Li Qinghua, but after thinking about it, she still sent it to the carpenter, and asked him to send it to her together after he made that one of the Qin Se Valley.

The carpenter naturally happily agreed, and took out some money, wanting to thank the old woman, but the old woman did not accept it, but only told that if this matter was done, she would be better to Li Qinghua in the future, after all, a person can't see anything, and it is always very pitiful.

The carpenter agreed very sincerely, pinched his hand and pointed at the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and swore an oath.

The old woman left the carpenter's yard satisfied.

It's just that maybe there is always some curiosity about whether Zhang Xiaoyu really left like this.

I walked around the streets and alleys of this town on crutches, but I really didn't see the figure of the white-clothed sword cultivator.

When the old woman returned, she stood in the twilight alley, looking at the quiet little courtyard opposite her yard, and sighed.

Maybe it was a sigh that Zhang Xiaoyu just left, maybe it was a joy that Zhang Xiaoyu left like this.

Li Qinghua sat under the eaves, roasted the fire, and had a dream.

......

When Li Qinghua woke up, it was early in the morning, the snow in the yard was sparse, and the ashes of the stove still had the embers of last night, and after the ashes on the upper layer were blown away, some red fire blocks like naked wounds were revealed, exuding some warm light.

The small house is very simple, the eaves of the snow are blue-black, the yard is very clean, some snow has fallen, under the low eaves, it is also very bright, and there are some withered wall moss in the corners, like some dark snow climbing on the wall.

Li Qinghua felt that she must have slept in a daze, why had she lived here for several months, but it was the first time she had seen this small courtyard.

While thinking, he scooped up the rice, put it on the stove, and then walked through the courtyard with fine snow and pushed open the courtyard door. Looking at the light snow in the town, he felt that he should hold an umbrella, so he returned to the yard, but he remembered that he didn't seem to have bought an umbrella, and when he was thinking that he should buy an umbrella, he found that behind the courtyard gate, he was quietly leaning on a small blue umbrella.

I bought my own umbrella!

Thinking like this, Li Qinghua picked up the umbrella, stretched it out, and walked out of the yard.

There are mottled traces on the dark walls of the alley, as if someone once rubbed it all the way through it over and over again.

Maybe there was once a blind man living in this alley.

Li Qinghua thought like this, and felt that that person must be very pitiful.

Li Qinghua held the umbrella, subconsciously stretched out a hand, groped for the trace, and walked over quietly.

As he passed by the courtyard, the stout carpenter poked his head out, holding in his hand a delicately made, but unfinished Lyser Valley.

"I'll take you out into the streets."

The carpenter was very sincere.

"No thanks." Li Qinghua took a step back with her umbrella in her hand, and said very politely and detachedly.

"Okay then."

The carpenter didn't hold on any longer, but stood in the doorway in a somewhat depressed mood.

"Then I'll make you the Kinservalley first."

Li Qinghua didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so she stepped on the snow on the ground with an umbrella, slowly walked out of the alley, and then stopped on the street somewhere.

That's where the traces on the wall stopped.

Li Qinghua glanced at it with some confusion, and then looked towards the other end of the long street.

Perhaps because of the early morning, the town that spreads out at the foot of the mountain is very deserted, and occasionally a few early risers have some white air in their yards, and more are just a light snow.

Li Qinghua held an umbrella and stood quietly on the edge of the street, looking at this quiet town.

So a man dressed in clean white came from the other side of the town with a scabbard on his back, and stood behind a torii, looking at the town, at the snow and the sky.

Maybe I'm thinking about something very sad.

For example, but Li Qinghua, I can't live in the world like this.

It's just that when the young man lowered his head and looked at Li Qinghua standing on the street corner, he still smiled happily.

"Li Qinghua, look, I'm here."

Li Qinghua stood on the corner of the street, smiling softly.

I watched the young man in white trot through the wind and snow with the scabbard on his back, stopped in front of him, raised his hand to caress his eyebrows, and then inserted it into his hair.

Pressed herself to his heart.

There's a heart pounding, it's real.

"Li Qinghua, I'm here."

Zhang Xiaoyu said that sentence again.

Li Qinghua let go of the umbrella, stretched out her hand to wrap around Zhang Xiaoyu's waist, and clasped her hands tightly on his back.

The girl who had been waiting for a long time on the streets of the town in a blue and white dress did not cry, but her eyes were a little moist, and then a 'um' syllable came out of her nose softly.

Zhang Xiaoyu hugged Li Qinghua for a long time before letting go.

"Let's go to the Cencher Valley."

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Li Qinghua with clear eyes and said seriously.

Li Qinghua lowered her head a little guilty and said, "But I forgot to build a small yard there." ”

The young man in white who came all the way from the north during the snowstorm just laughed softly, rubbed Li Qinghua's somewhat cold earlobe, and said with a smile: "I knew you would forget, but I have already built a small courtyard there!" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu is a proud disciple of the Human Sword Sect, and I heard that he knows something called the Cause and Effect Sword.

Then he should be able to build a small yard there in advance.

Li Qinghua tilted her head and thought, and then said softly, "Okay." ”

......

This dream is long.

Li Qinghua was woken up by a gust of snow wind halfway through, and looked at the eaves in a daze.

The fire in the stove has not been extinguished.

It's still very warm.

Li Qinghua wrapped her clothes and fell asleep in a daze.

.....

Zhang Xiaoyu held an umbrella and held his hand and walked quietly on the streets of the town.

"Did you just get distracted?"

Li Qinghua heard Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly ask.

I don't know whose yard in the town has planted a few red plum trees, which are very bright and peek out from behind the wall.

I must have been in a daze just looking at those red plums.

There are also red plums in the temple, and they are still large red plums.

Li Qinghua thought so.

But now they are in Huangliang, not Huai'an, and maybe they can have a chance to go to the Huangliang Hanging Courtyard to see, maybe there will be many plum blossoms planted there.

Li Qinghua suddenly realized that she was distracted again, and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu beside her very embarrassed.

Zhang Xiaoyu just smiled slightly and continued to walk forward.

Maybe Zhang Xiaoyu is also distracted?

He also remembered those plum blossoms in the Hanging Courtyard?

Li Qinghua turned her head to look at the side face of the young man beside her.

Zhang Xiaoyu was just smiling very relaxed and heartily.

The town followed the big stream, and the towns that lay like leaves at the foot of the hill formed a larger leaf in the vein of this stream.

The two of them walked to the edge of the leaf, which is indeed called Leaf Town.

The clear stream continued on its way, sinking into the snow-covered flat forest.

Zhang Xiaoyu continued to hold his hand and walked forward.

The branches and leaves of the forest were covered with a thin layer of snow, and sometimes when the wind blew, the branches and leaves would be flipped up, and the snow would fall down and fall on the umbrella with a dull sound.

As I walked, the stream disappeared, and I didn't know where it went.

"What does that little yard you build look like?"

Li Qinghua looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said: "It is a small two-story courtyard, the courtyard wall is white, covered with cyan tiles, the road in the yard is paved with bluestone, and there are many small flowers planted in the open space, but it should be covered by snow." Inside is a small blue building, like a blue flower, under the eaves hung a lot of wind chimes and Qin Se Valley, when the wind blows, there will be a variety of sounds. ”

"It's exactly what I thought, little fish."

"yes, so you're sure you'll like it."

Li Qinghua took Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and walked towards that side expectantly.

She actually has a lot of stories to tell along the way, all of which are the ones along the way.

I just don't know why, but when I say it, I seem to have forgotten it all.

This makes Li Qinghua sometimes feel that this dream is not good at all.

It was clear that I had so many interesting things and ideas along the way, but I couldn't think of anything at this time.

So I had to walk quietly all the way to the side of the Kinserval.

The valley, surrounded by snow, is not very far from the town, but when you walk on the road, it is actually a long distance.

Li Qinghua took Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and walked for a long time before finally stopping near the valley.

There is no wind in the snow for the time being, so this valley is very quiet, lying quietly in the snow, the first is two cliffs, there is a large break in the middle, to form the entrance to such a valley.

There are many plants in the valley, and there is some snow in the valley, but you can still see that if there is no snow, the valley will be full of flowers.

The mouth of the valley is very wide, but at the top of the cliff, the gap is not wide, so it is like a door, guarding the entrance to the valley.

There are some trails on the side of the cliff.

Li Qinghua and Zhang Xiaoyu stepped on the snow from there and climbed up little by little.

There were two cliffs in the valley, but the two of them only stayed on one side, swept away the snow at the edge, and sat down with an umbrella in hand.

"It's so quiet."

Li Qinghua sighed with some disappointment.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "Maybe the wind hasn't come yet." ”

Li Qinghua nodded, sat on the cliff and looked around, and then suddenly not far away from the valley in a snowy color, she saw a cyan flower standing against the snow.

It was a yard.

Just like Zhang Xiaoyu said, the courtyard with white walls and green eaves, with a small flower covered with snow, and a small building like a blue flower stands in the middle, but it is also quiet.

Because this light snow only fell quietly, and there was no wind in the morning and twilight mountain streams.

In fact, there are many things outside the hospital that Zhang Xiaoyu did not say.

For example, a path in the snow winds quietly through the snow outside the courtyard, ending in the clear snow-covered stream that once disappeared in the flat forest.

There were also many things made of bamboo along the way, and there was a half-unfinished waterwheel that fell on the side of the stream.

"That's what brings water, so we don't have to go far to the stream to fetch water." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a slight smile.

"That's great!"

Li Qinghua sighed and said in amazement.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled softly.

"If I have other ideas in the future, I can get more things out."

"Uh-huh." Li Qinghua nodded and said, "Then what are we going to rely on to make a living in the future.....

Li Qinghua's question was not finished, so she stopped.

The wind rose in the snow, and the wind came from the side of the mountain, so the sound of the valley was like a harp.

The sound of the piano is clear and leisurely, like the waves of mountain pines, the tide of falling leaves, and the incomparable tranquility between heaven and earth, as if there is only this kind of sound left.

Li Qinghua listened obsessively.

This mountain wind blew for a long time, and the cliffs were full of fine snow, and even if the two of them held umbrellas, they inevitably fell a lot of snow.

There is snow on the shoulders, and so are the eyebrows.

It's just that the two of them didn't get white-headed.

Li Qinghua looked at Zhang Xiaoyu's head with some sighs, there was no snow there. I don't think I have it on my head.

It's just that the umbrella is supported by Zhang Xiaoyu.

Since the wind and snow can cover Zhang Xiaoyu's eyebrows, it has naturally also covered Li Qinghua's green silk.

The mountain wind gradually stopped in the light snow.

The sound of pine waves in the valley gradually subsided.

Li Qinghua suddenly forgot what she wanted to say before.

But Zhang Xiaoyu opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Actually, I can't come back yet."

Li Qinghua looked at Zhang Xiaoyu in a daze.

The latter raised his head and looked at the mountain snow on earth.

The mountain snow is white, but this white-clothed sword cultivator doesn't have it, just holding an umbrella and sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't tell Li Qinghua his own stories, but just looked at this soft and weak woman as soft and weak as Qinghua with sad eyes.

"Maybe it's going to be a long time, maybe it's never going back."

But Li Qinghua, I may not be able to live in the world like this anymore.

"The world is very beautiful, you have to take your time."

Li Qinghua suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu's arm.

But the young man with the scabbard on his back only smiled softly and sadly, and then looked across the cliff.

The opposite side of the cliff is also a mountain cliff.

Li Qinghua turned her head blankly and looked at the other side.

There was a white-clothed sword correction standing in the snow, without an umbrella, quietly walking along the path on the edge of the cliff, towards the bottom of the cliff.

Li Qinghua turned her head and wanted to ask Zhang Xiaoyu what was going on.

I just turned around, but I found that I seemed to be speechless, and I couldn't say anything.

And.

He didn't hold the arm of the white-clothed sword cultivator.

Just holding that umbrella tightly.

Li Qinghua looked at the open space beside her in a daze, and then looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, who was quietly leaving in the snow on the other side of the cliff.

She tried to get up and catch up, but she couldn't move anything, just sat there in a daze, holding the umbrella high, as if there was still a man in white who was much taller than her.

So I watched the white-clothed figure blend into the wind and snow and disappear again.

The wind in the valley is blowing again.

It came from the brook.

The brook is windy.

It's poignant.

In the wind and snow, only the small courtyard in the distance remained, and there was a small blue and white building standing against the snow.

The stream blew the sound of many wind chimes and wooden harps in the valley.

......

Li Qinghua was awakened by a knock on the door.

The girl who sat weakly at the stove with a fire stood up, walked through the courtyard with a low eaves of fine snow, and opened the door.

Outside the door was the stout carpenter, holding a specially dyed blue like blue and white in his hand, holding a hand that was making a motion to push the door.

Seeing Li Qinghua open the door so quickly, the carpenter was stunned, withdrew his hand, scratched his head and said, "I'm worried that there is too much snow in the yard and you can't walk, so I thought about pushing the door first." ”

Li Qinghua just looked at the carpenter outside the door in silence.

Seeing that Li Qinghua didn't speak, the carpenter stretched out the Qin Segu in his hand, thought about it, retracted it again, and raised his hand to hang it on the eaves.

"I've already made the Kinservalley you want, I'll hang it on for you."

The carpenter said to himself.

Li Qinghua shook her head and said softly: "No need, I suddenly don't want it again, I'm sorry for you." ”

The carpenter froze.

Not sure what happened.

But he took it down anyway, and looked back and forth in his hand, muttering but not saying anything.

The girl in the blue and white dress at the door looked at the carpenter with guilt.

"I'm sorry."

The carpenter turned around and walked into the alley, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'll send it to you when you want it." ”

Li Qinghua nodded.

The carpenter sighed and walked in the snow with the Lyceval.

After walking for a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the courtyard door in a daze.

The girl in the blue and white dress at the door was quietly watching herself.

Li Qinghua looked apologetically at the carpenter who turned around, then turned away, closed the door again, stood quietly behind the door, and then leaned against the door, holding his hands behind his back, breathing quietly.

In the yard, some of the year-end winds fell, blowing the little blue and white skirt and flying uncontrollably.

Just like that day, Zhang Xiaoyu and the old woman were still standing outside the door.

Li Qinghua just can't see, not hear.

Zhang Xiaoyu's voice, how could she not hear it?

But Li Qinghua could also see it, maybe when she stepped into that dream, maybe when she woke up from the dream for the first time.

So she lowered her head and looked at the snowy umbrella behind the door, and some sermons on the umbrella were slowly dissipating.

Faintly, it is the word mountains and rivers.

So I probably really went to the Valley of Chinser with the young man in white.

In the midst of a snowstorm.

Li Qinghua looked at it for a long time, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, you are such a bastard!"