The tongue of fire licked the wall at the entrance of the village, reflecting the Cuiwei Mountain in the night. The red fire roared, the hot blood meandered, and there was the blood of the father and the blood of the mother in the blood river. I was hiding in a broken vat, confused, and couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality. The sticky color grew on my eyes, and it trickled down whether it was open or closed. I felt sick in my stomach and finally threw up on the edge of the bed.

"Don't think about it anymore!" One palm was pressed against my forehead, warm and dry. This sound, this fragrance, this warmth, all come from this person around me.

He was the one who saved me, and when I was about to be dried by the heat of the clay pot, the walls of the pot burst without hurting me in the slightest. This man stood right in front of me, dressed in white and with black hair, with a warm face, and separated from the wild blood and scorching heat around him with the spring breeze of the three rivers and the five lakes.

After that, I was in a coma.

When I woke up, he was moistening my chapped lips with a handkerchief, and I was lying on this bamboo bed.

"Who are you!" the sound of cracking at the exit almost drained my whole body. He quietly dragged my retreating back, as if to deliberate: "Don't move, burns are not easy to heal, and when the wound is broken, it is even more difficult." After a slight pause, he continued: "My name is Luo Xuan. ”

The Adam's apple vibrated slightly, and the mountain water poured into my internal organs, and all the limbs and bones were blown by the spring breeze. That's probably the best I've ever heard in my life. Sure enough, I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

He said that he was You Fang Langzhong, and he happened to pass by that night to save me, so that I could recuperate with peace of mind.

My father's life and death are uncertain, how can I rest assured?!" Engong! Eun Gong has seen my father and mother! That burly man and a petite woman in the courtyard!" The light in my eyes caught his countenance, not daring to miss a single bit. He only hesitated, his eyes dim like sympathy, and helpless. "Hum!" I couldn't hear the slightest sound in the white surroundings, and my chest seemed to be choked by someone, so I could only breathe out quickly. He didn't say anything, but I did.

My father and mother are gone. At this thought, I whimpered lowly, turned to sobbing, and finally began to cry. Luo Xuan sat on the edge of the bed and listened quietly, I was powerless to be distracted and probe his expression, and I was powerless to judge the good and evil of the person in front of me. My father and mother are gone, my only support in this world is gone, there is no one in this world who makes me worry about my stomach and take care of me, what is the use of my life! I am the only one left in the world, and no one asks, what is the reason for tearing and fighting? Will there be nothing but desolation in my life? All the good feelings in the world have nothing to do with me!!

I screamed and cried like rain, what should I do? What am I going to do!!

Eventually, my voice got lower and the rain cleared. There is silence inside and outside the bamboo forest, and there is really nothing left in the world...

"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng!" The sound of the hollow valley pierced the haze barrier, and the golden light scattered and fell on me, and I shrank back, and I was awakened by the golden light, but I could only look at him weakly. Luo Xuan leaned over, stroked my forehead with his big palm, and slid down to my ears, and the heat came to iron my empty heart. "Xiaofeng, life and death are fateful, there is no way to return to the sky, and whether to accept it or not depends only on the individual. My heart was sour, Luo Xuan was stunned, and when he saw that I didn't react, he said: "Your father and mother have been with you for many years, and you have been blessed with a deep relationship, and you can't force it, compared to the lonely son, you have already gotten a lot." Luo Xuan suddenly turned emotional, "The parents who have suffered from the body and skin do not dare to hurt it, not to mention that Xianci has passed away, you should cherish it more to comfort Xianci's soul in the sky." The eagerness in his eyes was even stronger, and I had nothing to say, only muttered: "The person I love is gone, the person who loves me is gone, why do you still want to live?" Luo Xuan sighed heavily and withdrew his hand: "You are still young, you will meet many people in the future, and your days are still long." Live well and live as you love. Parents have nothing more to ask for their children, but may they be safe and happy for the rest of their lives, do you understand?" His voice became softer and softer, and it seemed to speak to my heart with magical power, and it lingered for a long time.

After that, we didn't say anything for the rest of the month. The conversation of that day echoed in my head over and over again. Daddy and my mother are gone, this pain is piercing, no matter how transparent the truth is, I can't, restrain my thoughts about them, I am depressed, and people are emaciated.

It is easy to die, but luxurious to live. Where is life and death?

I thought about it for a long time, and finally I thought, I want to live. Whether it's for your father or mother, or for yourself, to live, and to live is the hope of your father.

Luo Xuan delivered medicine to me every day, always wearing a well-fitting white shirt, and his long hair was tied with a ribbon behind his head and draped over his shoulders. His forehead is round, his long eyebrows are straight, his eyebrows are slightly constricted, his starry eyes are dark like water, his jaw is resolute, his body is as long as a sword, but he is as powerful as a distant mountain, not close or sharp. After that day, he rarely spoke, only watching me sit for a while after drinking the medicine, and occasionally make a sentence or two to arrange for the dos and dos of recuperation. I could feel it, he was waiting, waiting for me to get out of the haze. Sometimes I wonder why he cares so much about me as a stranger? I looked at him closely, and he didn't seem to realize it, but waited patiently for me to finish reading and said, "Rest in peace." Then he got up and left. He should be a cold and boring person.

Finally, one day, I had some strength after eating the porridge. Luo Xuan packed up the dishes and was about to leave. "Engong", my hoarse voice gradually adjusted to the vibration of the vocal cords, he paused, turned to look at me, and his eyes carried three points of warmth, "What's the matter?"

"Why did Eun Gong save me?"

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life. ”

"How do I thank Gong En?"

"It's not enough to raise your hands. ”

"The little woman doesn't want to go, and the great kindness has nothing to repay, but I only want the grace to guide the maze. "I bowed before my bed, and I was really grateful.

"Where are you going to go after you've healed?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"You are gifted and intelligent, would you like to learn some medical science from me? just for the sake of preaching, not as a master and apprentice. His right hand was slightly raised to the palm of his waist, and he should be sincerely seeking talent.

I thought for a while: "Dare to ask Engong, what's the use of studying medicine?"

"Save lives. ”

"It can also hurt people, right?"

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but also appreciated, I thought of this layer, pursed his lips and smiled, and looked at me with a pair of eyes: "Only in people's hearts." ”

"Okay, Master, please..." I was halfway through my sentence, and before I could finish speaking, he raised his hand to stop me from saluting halfway.

"Don't rush yet, it's not too late to say goodbye later. I was stunned, I didn't expect him to be so open-minded and leave room for me.

"If you are not a master and apprentice, you can just call me Luo Xuan. He smiled even deeper, and the spring breeze blew the willows, and I was so stupid that I could see it.

But he doesn't care about me about the name, but I can't make an inch without self-knowledge, "No, although I don't know how old Engong is, but seeing that Engong's bearing is extraordinary, it is natural, and he calls Engong's name to the point of torturing Xiaofeng." Xiaofeng still calls Master Engong, can he make up for it in the future?" Luo Xuan seemed to be moved when he heard the word "year", but he quickly concealed his emotions and didn't let me see the truth. But he didn't force it, just said, "Okay." ”

I continued: "My father Nie Feng, my mother Li Xiao. Speaking of my parents, I couldn't help choking up and endured my grief: "The little girl Nie Xiaofeng, who is seventeen years old this year, lives at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain with her father, fishing, hunting, farming and weaving. I spit out the last four words word by word, and I was already in tears. I still couldn't help crying! Luo Xuan's brows were tightly locked, he was infected by my pain, and he lifted and put down his hands but didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to wait quietly for me to cry out of the depression in his chest. After a long time, Luo Xuan spoke, his voice was low: "Xiaofeng", a gentle little comfort, I looked up at him, his eyebrows were softer, squatting on one knee beside my bed, holding my hands with one hand and supporting my shoulder with the other, not a trace of lust, only full of pity. "Master!" I threw myself into his arms, and the river burst the embankment again. Whether it is true or not, I cherish it immensely, God has mercy, there are still people in the world who pity me and grieve with me! Thank you! Thank you!

That night, the red candle was full of tears, and the moon was light. I don't know when I went to sleep, I don't know when Luo Xuan left, and I didn't think about how Luo Xuan knew my name before I introduced myself.