Mu Zihua vaguely remembered that Chen He had been to Heavenly Town several times.

It's just that those memories seem to be far away.

It's like a story from a long time ago, in some ancient years.

But that was only before the town's first year.

When this girl followed Bai Yujing all the way through the sea of flowers, and saw such a young man who was annoyantly pulling the raccoon cat into her arms, she had a very strange trance.

All the light of this night, in this sea of flowers, in the great lake in the distance, in the quiet cliffs in the clouds, all seemed strange.

In fact, it's not just Muzihua who has such feelings.

also includes the later teenager Fu Jiangnan.

It was only because of the lack of some entanglement about the history of the town that the teenager might see it more clearly.

Therefore, his expression was solemn, and there was a faint sword intent circulating around his body.

Everything around Chen He's body seemed to be extremely fast, like some petals that shook in the wind, when they flew towards such a young man, they fell at an incredible speed, landed on the blades of grass beside him, and then tumbled and bounced, drifting farther away.

It's not just falling flowers.

Also includes some bright moonlight.

The light there was like a line, falling in wisps, like a rain, or a human being falling at the end of a waterfall.

"This ..... Which of you is it? ”

Fu Jiangnan looked solemnly at Mu Zihua who was standing there with an empty basket of flowers, and asked very seriously.

Mu Zihua seemed to have been suddenly awakened, came back to her senses, and glanced back at Fu Jiangnan-this made the young man even more nervous, because in that hurried glance, Fu Jiangnan seemed to vaguely see some colors of the galaxy, which passed from the girl's eyes very quickly, extremely short, and fleeting.

Mu Zihua didn't seem to realize that there had been those weird things in her, she just shook her head slightly and said softly, "I don't know either." But I've seen him..... In the spring before the Chinese New Year. ”

This is a description that makes Lu Xiaoer extremely dazed, but it is also called extremely romantic by Liu Qinghe.

In the short words of the two of them, such a young man seemed to have said a lot of things with such a tanuki cat and two swords.

So in an extremely slow and seemingly rapid light, Chen He finally looked at the two young girls who were standing in the sea of flowers and looking at him curiously.

The moment Chen He's gaze came over, all the distorted light that stood between the young man and the two of them became reasonable.

The flowers fall normally, the moonlight is slowly sprinkled, and there is no rain in the world.

It was a clear and bright autumn night.

Fu Jiangnan turned his head back in extreme horror and looked at the distant place in the world.

He feared that he had been left in prison for some years.

At that moment, he imagined that maybe he had died of old age here, and the senior brother who spent time overseas was still just a teenager.

It's just that everything seems to be the same in the world, and in more distant places, there is no such boundary to distinguish certain falling flowers from the rapid change of wind.

Everything is normal in the world.

It's as if the kind of picture that Fu Jiangnan saw was just a kind of imagination of his own.

It's just that it seems to bring with it a more dreadful feeling.

Does this mean that people who are trapped in time can't actually see those distorted spaces?

Fu Jiangnan turned his head very slowly.

The young man was smiling in surprise.

"Hey, so you're here."

Such a sentence made Fu Jiangnan fall into deep contemplation, had they ever seen it?

In fact, such a teenager did have the opportunity to meet Chen He, and that was when he was in the Hanging Courtyard.

It's just that probably he didn't pay attention to such a person who sold sizzling tofu in the courtyard.

So he asked very hesitantly.

"We.... Ever seen it? ”

Chen He pulled the cat on his head on the one hand, walked over to the two of them, and said sincerely: "Probably not, but think about it, if you are at a loss in the wilderness for a long time, and suddenly see some figures, will you be surprised?" is the so-called lonely shadow of the cold river, the old people of the rivers and lakes, why should we have met before, sorry I don't remember where I heard this sentence. But to put it simply, it doesn't matter if we didn't know each other before, but now we don't know each other? ”

“.....”

Mu Zihua, who had not spoken, said seriously: "But we have really seen each other." ”

Chen He stopped, looked at Mu Zihua with some surprise, and thought about it for a long time, until his eyes fell on the basket, and he seemed to think about it in a flash of inspiration.

"Yes, you were very young then, you were very thin. Always carry some fruit to please the grass for fireflies. ”

Chen He smiled with a sigh and said, "Haha, it's really the eighteenth change of the female university." ”

Mu Zihua said seriously: "Because I have the right to grow, this is ..... What he told us. ”

This sentence was a little cold and hard, making Chen He wonder for a moment whether he had robbed the girl of some things.

So he pointed to the cat on his head, and then to the two swords that followed him, and asked sincerely, "Which of these two is yours?" ”

Mu Zihua breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "It's all mine." ”

Such a phrase may mean more than that.

It's just that Chen He didn't think much about it, and suddenly realized: "I said where did these things come from, you are about to get rid of them, they will annoy people to death, and it will be difficult for me to look for people." ”

Mu Zihua didn't go to hug the cat or get the sword, just stood there, looked at Chen He and asked softly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Grass is a firefly."

"Oh, it's grass for fireflies."

The girl laughed, and laughed wistfully.

"He's dead."

......

Lu Xiaoer had never met Chen He.

It's just that he doesn't have as many thoughts as Mu Zihua.

The little boy sat at the end of the starry night flowers, and the first time he saw the young man coming, he was stunned there.

Chen He was holding the cat and carrying a sword on his back - Lord Tanuki refused to go to Mu Zihua, and Bai Yujing and the twelfth floor were the same, so he had to reluctantly be a person who knew how to swords.

But what made Lu Xiaoer stunned was naturally not a sword cultivator from the star field.

The little boy was stunned for a long time, and when Chen He walked in front of him, he stood up very suddenly, and said eatingly: "Grass is firefly? ”

Chen He raised his eyebrows and said, "Lu Xiaoer, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

When Lu Xiaoer heard Chen He calling his name, he was even more sure of his guess, and said very seriously: "You are not a grass firefly, how can you know my name?" ”

Chen He said with some grievances: "Is it possible that when you were practicing by the lake, I once came to Heavenly Town?" ”

Lu Xiaoer couldn't understand Chen He's grievances.

Of course, Chen He was aggrieved.

Mu Zihua said more firmly than the little boy that the grass was dead for the firefly.

But Lu Xiaoer just said that he was a grass firefly, couldn't I be a good and well-behaved person?

Lu Xiaoer was silent, and after a while, he said softly: "When." ”

Chen He tilted his head and thought about it, glanced at Mu Zihua on the side, and said seriously: "It was a spring before the Chinese New Year, and I also know that you have a junior brother named Lu Xiaosan, who recites the name of the sword under the Sword Lake every day, and it is miserable to memorize. At that time, Cao Wei Firefly was drinking there every day, under the peach tree that I don't know where it went, your uncle Nandao knows, I am a tofu seller, and if you have a chance in the future, you can ask him. ”

The trail fell silent.

The lights of the town were already lit, and some people were walking in the streets with lights, and the flickering lights came from the end of the alley, and disappeared into the other end of the alley.

Lu Xiaoer looked back at it, thinking that if he was immersed in the big lake, maybe that light would be more hazy.

Be hazy, of course.

It's too clear.

It's not like a dream.

Fu Jiangnan crossed the two of them, stopped in front of Lu Xiaoer, looked at him for a long time, and looked at the broken sword in his hand with some shame - the Xiwu sword was cut by him in a hurry.

"Senior brother is okay?"

Lu Xiaoer came back to his senses, looked at Fu Jiangnan and said very sincerely: "It's okay, thank you junior brother." ”

The little boy looked at Chen He again and said softly: "Maybe I was wrong, after all, the light is a little dim at night, and sometimes it is natural to recognize some people wrongly." ”

Chen He smiled slightly.

"Understandable."

Mu Zihua stood there all the time, not saying anything, until Chen He walked towards the town, she grabbed Lu Xiaoer, who was also going to follow in, and hesitated for a long time before she said softly: "What did you mean by saying that sentence just now?" ”

Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, looked at Mu Zihua and said, "What? ”

"That's what I said at the beginning."

The little boy was silent for a while, looked at the young man who was curiously looking at the changes in the town, and said softly, "Don't you think they look a little similar?" ”

Mu Zihua looked back at the sea of flowers and said softly: "But aren't there many flowers in the world that are similar?" When the plum tree opens, the flowers that fall are very similar, all like snow. ”

Lu Xiaoer seemed to look at Mu Zihua very incomprehensibly.

In fact, he didn't know how to talk to her about it.

Flowers are similar to flowers, and people are similar, but a certain flower may not be the same flower that has been seen before - perhaps because of the short flowering period.

Someone may not be the same person you've ever met.

It's just that the world is saying—ah, you're the one back then. There must be a reason.

This is an inexact empiricism.

So the little boy can't say it very conclusively as a rule.

Similar people, must be the people of the year?

So Lu Xiaoer said softly: "So I guess I was wrong." ”

Mu Zihua was silent, looked at the little boy for a long time, and then said softly: "Thank you." ”

This small town girl is naturally a few years older than Lu Er.

It's just that sometimes I don't understand that I am like a three- or four-year-old child - for example, I try to prove that a person is a strawberry from the fact that the strawberry butt and the human butt are white.

But in some ways, the little boy is probably very advantageous—the thirteen-year-old boy's experience is a summary of all the experiences that have been passed down in human history.

If a boy has drunk the water of a great river, he will know what it tastes like.

Some of the world is an ancient river.

Some of the world is a babbling stream.

In the distance, the young man's voice of disbelief rang out in the town.

"Grass for fireflies!"

"Grass for fireflies!"

"I'm going to be finished, you come out quickly!"

......

Chen He carried a sword on his back, like a sword cultivator at the end of the road, and ran all over the town, but he did not find the shadow of a young man in green clothes who was carrying a cyan wine gourd and walking gracefully in the world.

Lu Xiaoer and Fu Jiangnan silently ran to an eaves and watched, and the girl Mu Zihua with an empty basket was sitting on the street somewhere.

Actually, for Muzihua.

The arrival of these teenagers and young people is indeed not a happy thing.

That feeling.....

Mu Zihua sat there thinking very seriously.

It's like you have a big plum forest, which was once full of flowers and fell to the ground in spring and summer, as if it was snowing.

But Li Hua will always be grateful.

So you stand in the woods, look up at the green fruits, and think that this is not unacceptable.

It's just that when you start to store the dried fruit, some people who have seen the plum forest before come in, and they are full of amazement and melancholy.

Stand there and say—this place was once full of little white flowers!

If the forest blooms or not, don't the people who plant the flowers know?

But Mu Zihua didn't say anything, just like she said lightly that the grass was dead.

If someone asks about Li Hua.

She would also smile and say that the plum flowers had withered.

When it withered, the forest used to shed tears like rain.

Lu Xiaoer and Fu Jiangnan didn't know Mu Zihua's thoughts.

Especially the latter.

Looking at the young man who was holding a cat and carrying a sword on his back, pretending to be a sword cultivator, was running around the streets, he couldn't stop raising his head to look at the full moon.

"We might have to get out of here, brother."

Fu Jiangnan looked at it for a long time, lowered his head, looked at Lu Xiaoer, who was sitting on the eaves with the broken Xiwu Sword, and said with a very serious expression.

The little boy looked up at Fu Jiangnan and asked very puzzled, "Why?"

Fu Jiangnan didn't know how to explain the scene he had seen in the sea of flowers earlier, so he hesitated.

"Chen He's body... There is a problem with time, and all around him, everything will pass quickly. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at Fu Jiangnan in surprise, and his eyes fell on the young man on the street again.

"Why didn't I find out?"

Fu Jiangnan said very melancholy: "Because we are already around him, the people he sees seem to fall in in an instant, just like standing on the high mountain of clouds and mist, when you look down, you will think, the mountain is really high, but when you fall down, you will only see a lot of clouds floating around, and the top of the mountain is something invisible." ”

Lu Xiaoer frowned and looked at Fu Jiangnan, probably unwilling to believe such a thing.

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, Mu Zihua, who was originally staying quietly under the eaves, suddenly said such a sentence.

Lu Xiaoer looked down at the small town girl, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "How do you prove it?" ”

Mu Zihua said softly, "You can fly the sword out." ”

The girl turned her head to look in the direction of the sword lake on the outskirts of the town.

Fu Jiangnan seemed to understand something, looked at Lu Xiaoer, and said, "You can send the sword out, and then chase it with the same speed as the sword." ”

The little boy said blankly, "Can I catch up with my sword?" ”

"No, but at a certain moment, the distance between you and the sword will be infinitely close, there, is the boundary point that is not affected by the time around Chen He's body, maybe you will also see another infinitely divergent self, and another Xiwu sword."

Fu Jiangnan said and added.

"You can believe me, I am a student of the Hanging Academy, I have audited the classes of the Academy of Mathematics and Physics, they say that time is light, then Feiguang must be sword light."

Minke Fu Jiangnan swears.

“......”