Here is a world of flowers and birds, a hundred flowers bloom, compete for beauty, groups of butterflies flutter among the flowers, the lark of flowers and branches is not far behind, it writes a moving natural melody with a perfect singing voice, and the dense spiritual grass is like a layer of good blanket embellished with such a peaceful and peaceful pure land, providing a broad stage for the creatures here.

Not far from the meadow is a large lake, the water is clear, crystal clear, the fish in the water are not surprised, some lotus flowers bloom sporadically, adding a touch of color to the monotonous lake, the village people call her the crescent moon lake, legend has it that this is the place where the god and his wife first met. There is a wooden boardwalk that runs from the shore to the center of the lake at Crescent Lake, where there is a small island with two bamboo houses. No one knows the origin of this hut, but it seems to have existed here before the burial of the gods, and the people of the village speculate that it was the place where the god and his wife once lived.

At this moment, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and enjoying the breeze, Dugu Zhishui walked quietly on this long water path, and behind him Erya helped Ziqian to follow his footsteps closely. None of the three spoke, and all seemed to enjoy the peace.

Dugu Zhishui's heart fluctuated, and he wondered why the gods of the year wanted to live in such a mountainous place. Perhaps the god has experienced too much vigor and vigor, and has seen all the red dust in the world, and has no nostalgia for this earthly world, so he wants to stop and rest when he is tired. Then he thought of himself again, he had lived in the Pure Land since he was a child, and had never seen the outside world, so did he have to spend his life as plain and ordinary as the people in the village? No matter how much pain and pain he had experienced, at least he had loved, hated, and felt sad...... Isn't this the greatest treasure in life? If a dull life is dull, then what is the meaning of this life?

"If I spend my whole life in the Pure Land like this, I am not reconciled! I really want to see the outside world, I want to write a real life, a life that belongs to me......"

Dugu Zhishui, who was still in his teenage years, began to think about his future path.

When the three of them came to the island in the middle of the lake, it was already completely dark, and since Dugu Zhishui often came here to clean, they didn't need to make too much effort to clean up. The small bamboo house is very simple in structure, with only two rooms, and the perimeter of the house is covered with verdant bamboo.

Pushing open the door of the small bamboo room, Dugu Zhishui walked in with the two girls, the walls of the room were inlaid with a few moonstones, and the soft light was not dazzling but happened to illuminate every corner of the room. The furnishings in the room were simple, except for a bed, only a wooden table and a few chairs, and on the table there was a set of delicate jade tea sets, which should be considered the most luxurious thing in the whole house.

"Are you hungry?" Dugu Zhishui asked the two girls with a smile.

"That's when you think about it, my stomach is hungry. Erya touched her stomach dissatisfiedly.

Dugu Zhishui smiled silently, and turned to look at Ziqian.

Ziqian shook her head. Dugu Zhishui knew that it was in vain to ask her, even if she was hungry, she wouldn't say it, this girl who was as cold as ice cubes gave him a big headache.

"Let's talk in the room for a while, and I'll go out and get you something to eat." After saying that, Dugu Zhishui turned around and left the room.

After walking out of the room, Dugu Zhishui pondered for a moment, then turned his head and looked sneakily into the room, and found Erya and Ziqian sitting at the table chatting. So he secretly went around to the back of the bamboo house, took off his clothes in the bamboo forest, and then tiptoed into the crescent lake, for fear of arousing a wave to attract the attention of the two girls in the room.

After a burst of Suosuo's voice, the dressed Dugu Zhishui returned to the bamboo house, he found some wood, and lit a fire on the shore of the lake, in the background of the night, the fire was exceptionally bright, and the flame swaying with the wind made Dugu Zhishui's face flicker, and it was a little more mysterious. After a period of busy work, a few carp beside the fire emitted a wisp of tempting meat fragrance, under the breeze blowing, the fragrance gradually wafted into the room, and the sound and color of the second girl, who was talking there alone, couldn't help but take a deep breath after smelling it.

"It's so fragrant, I don't know what Brother Zhishui makes to eat, let's go and see. Er Ya got up and pulled up Ziqian and walked out, and when she went out, she saw Dugu Zhishui roasting a few fish on the shore of the lake.

Noticing the two girls walking out of the room, Dugu Zhishui beckoned to them. Ziqian and Erya sat down opposite Dugu Zhishui. "It's almost, it's ready to eat. ”

Dugu Zhishui picked up the two fish and handed them to Ziqian and Erya respectively, Erya took them without saying a word, but Ziqian looked at Dugu Zhishui but didn't answer them for a long time. Dugu was helpless, he raised the fragrant fish roasted in his hand, and said: "Although I forgot to bring the seasoning, the taste should be reasonable, you haven't eaten for a day, don't be hungry." ”

"It tastes good, Ziqian, you can taste it. Erya said vaguely with a mouthful of food.

Ziqian looked at Erya, who was gobbling up a lady without a bit of a lady's image, and finally took the fish handed over by Dugu Zhishui. After a little hesitation, she opened her mouth slightly, gently tore off a small piece of fish meat and put it in. Dugu Zhishui smiled slightly, picked up a fish beside him and began to comfort his stomach, which had also been hungry for a day.

It was not early after dinner, and under the bright moonlight, the crescent moon lake was covered with a faint layer of light, and it became more and more hazy.

"Erya, it's not too early, it's time for you to go home. Dugu Zhishui smiled.

"Don't, it's so dark, I won't go back today, I'm here to accompany Sister Ziqian, but you, I don't worry about Sister Ziqian if you stay here." Erya's eyes rolled, and she looked at Dugu Zhishui with some meaning.

"What are you talking nonsense, hurry up, I have to send you back, or the third aunt will have to trouble me again tomorrow." ”

"Hey, what are you doing, don't touch me......"

After wasting a lot of effort, Dugu Zhishui forcibly sent Erya back.

When Dugu Zhishui returned to the island in the middle of the lake, Ziqian had already returned to the room. Dugu Zhishui saw that her door was closed, and he didn't dare to disturb her anymore, he walked into another room lightly, cleaned up a little, and after a tiring day, he directly lay on the bed and fell asleep.

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Time always passes quietly inadvertently, and in the blink of an eye, Ziqian has spent a month in the Pure Land. In the past month, Dugu Zhishui has basically stayed with Ziqian for the rest of the time except for work, and in the process of getting along with Ziqian, he gradually found that this girl's heart is extremely closed, which can be said to be very lonely, which is why she always looks cold to people. Thinking of this, Dugu Zhishui felt a trace of pity for this girl in his heart.

In order to let Ziqian get out of her closed heart, Dugu Zhishui took her to visit the Pure Land every day during this month, and tried to communicate with her, although the effect cannot be said to be obvious, but it is already considerable. Ziqian didn't say a word at the beginning, but now she occasionally talks to Dugu Zhishui, which makes Dugu Zhishui overjoyed, and he feels that his hard work has not been in vain.

The Pure Land is not very big, but that is only relative to the outside world, for people who have lived here for a long time, the grass and trees here are already very familiar, so this area is also small, but for outsiders, this place is definitely not small, Dugu Zhishui spent a month only taking Ziqian to some more special places.

During this period, Erya came a few times in the first few days, but after several failed attempts to communicate with Ziqian, she rarely came back. The news of Ziqian's arrival in the village quickly spread throughout the village, and when the children knew that Ziqian came from the outside world, they all ran to Ziqian excitedly to ask Ziqian to talk about the outside world. But the result can be imagined, they all returned in vain, and they didn't dare to come back a second time after seeing Ziqian's cold eyes once.

Dugu Zhishui is self-reliant at a very young age, so he is much more mature than children of the same age. He can't play with those children in general, and even Erya wouldn't have such a good relationship with her if it weren't for the neighbor relationship, and he actually always regarded that quirky girl as his sister. Now no one bothers him, and he is happy to be idle.

In fact, Dugu Zhishui has also been lonely since he was a child, he has no father, no mother, and no friends, how can he not be lonely? It's just that he has never shown it, maybe all along, he has been stubborn and cynical, just to hide his inner loneliness. Compared to Ziqian, they are two extremes. Now that he has met Ziqian, he naturally has a feeling of sympathy and sympathy, perhaps because of this, he will spare no effort to enlighten this cold girl.

A new day has arrived, and Dugu Zhishui has prepared breakfast for Ziqian as usual. Ziqian opens the door every morning and can see a plate of wild fruits next to the door, which Dugu Zhishui picks for her every day.

As usual, Ziqian leaned over and picked up the fruit bowl on the ground, turned around and went back into the house, the door closed again. At this time, the door next to him would open, and then Dugu Zhishui came out of his room lightly. In fact, every time Ziqian knew that he was hiding in the room and peeking. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Dugu Zhishui shouted to Ziqian in the room: "Ziqian, after breakfast, you go around by yourself first, and I will go to bring breakfast to grandpa." When I come back in a moment, I will take you to the most mysterious place in our Pure Land. ”

Dugu Zhishui is very filial to Lao Dugu Bo, although he has to take care of Ziqian here every day, but he still insists on going back every day to cook for Lao Dugu Bo and chat with the old man. There was no response in the room as expected, and Dugu Zhishui, who had long been accustomed to this, was not unusual, and he turned away silently.

In the early morning, the humid air is filled with the rich fragrance of flowers, and a flock of hummingbirds follow the fragrance of flowers, lingering among the delicate flowers, and their long pointed beaks reach into the hearts of the flowers from time to time, tasting this unique natural wine......

In the room with a faint fragrance, a beautiful girl is holding a plate of wild fruits in a daze. Picked up a crystal clear grape and put it into the ruddy cherry mouth, a faint smile gradually climbed up her eyebrows, and the slightly dim room seemed to be brightened a little instantly because of this touching smile, and the plate of ordinary wild fruits was as sweet as honey in her mouth, and it was sweet to her heart......