After the two finished a sumptuous dinner, Weak Water rarely invited Mu Qiannian to her room to play a game.

However, the result was that Mu Qiannian alone spent a stick of incense first, picked up the black and white chess pieces that were sprinkled everywhere one by one, and then sorted them into chess urns.

When playing, Weak Water seemed to be a little absent-minded, but Mu Qiannian wanted to make Weak Shui happy, but also didn't want her to feel that her chess skills were too bad, and she wouldn't play against herself next time. After a few games of chess, one person took turns to win one game.

"Mu Qiannian, why do you want to come back?" Weak Water rubbed the sunspot in his hand back and forth, his eyes fell on the chessboard, but he didn't fall for a long time, and suddenly asked lightly.

"Weak water, don't you like me living here, if you disturb you and you want me to go, I'll leave tomorrow. ”

Mu Qiannian was stunned when he heard this, he saw that although the eyes of the weak water fell on the chessboard, his eyes were wandering, his mind was restless, and his attention was not on playing chess at all. Weak water, it seems, is not welcome for him to live here, since she let him go, then he goes.

When the weak water brought Mu Qiannian here, he wanted to lure Mu Xingyu to appear. But now, she suddenly found that this reason had lost its support, she not only wanted Mu Qiannian to leave and not get involved in the rights and wrongs, but also had an indescribable expectation that he would be willing to stay.

"Aren't you still going to walk the rivers and lakes?" Weak Water pondered for a moment and asked again.

There was no calmness in her words, and there was no emotion on her face, but Mu Qiannian suddenly showed excitement, and her voice trembled imperceptibly: "Weak water, aren't you trying to drive me away?"

"Hmm. Weak water's eyes closed slightly, and after a syllable came out of his throat, he didn't make a sound.

"That's great, I like this place very much, I have to go to the river behind the mountain to catch fish, and the mountain forest not far away to catch hares, and ......"

Hearing that the weak water agreed to him stay, Mu Qiannian raised his eyebrows, and the heavy color on Fang Cai's face was swept away, and he couldn't help but start talking endlessly.

Weak Water didn't notice what Mu Qiannian was saying, and at that moment, she only saw the man sitting in front of her, smiling, his mouth opening and closing, as if he was talking about the happiest thing in the world.

The smile on his face grew thicker, like sugar water slowly boiling into syrup, so thick that it could no longer be dissolved. His eyes were also smeared with happiness, as if they were full of joy and never sorrow.

Those smiling eyes blink gently from time to time, and the deep eyes are like the vast starry sky, with gravity, which seems to be able to suck people in little by little.

"It's not early, go back early and rest, I'll take you somewhere tomorrow morning." It seems to be affected by Mu Qiannian's emotions, and the tone of weak water, which has always been emotionless, is not a little softer.

After Mu Qiannian left, Weak Water still sat in front of the chessboard and watched silently for a long time. Mu Qiannian could have been a pawn for her, but she gave up herself, and she gave up the most convenient path of revenge.

In the early morning of the next day, the red sun began to rise, and a warm yellow halo sprinkled the entire courtyard.

Mu Qiannian pushed the door out and saw the weak water dancing under the maple tree. She was wearing the beige robe, on which were patches of maple leaves made of gold thread, exuding golden glow in the sunlight as she danced with the weak water.

The weak water has a light posture, and the sword is extremely fast, and when the sword with a cold glow sweeps out of the weak water, it cuts off the falling red leaves into two sections, and flies out a few feet away with the sword qi.

In the sassy autumn wind, the weak water clothes flew up, the clothes were rattling, and the swordsmanship of the clouds and water made Mu Qiannian dizzy. It wasn't until Weak Water retracted the long sword into its sheath that he clapped and walked in the direction of Weak Water.

The two of them had a simple breakfast, and the weak water led Mu Qiannian out of the small courtyard and walked towards the depths of the mountains.

The mountain road is rugged, but the weak water runs up the mountain, and the pace is steady and fast. The injuries on her leg are all intact, and with her strong internal strength, she can be said to be walking like a fly along the way.

Mu Qiannian was able to keep up at first, but soon walked slower and slower, falling behind the weak water for a large part. Only then did Weak Water remember that he wanted his three-legged cat kung fu, and it was really difficult for him to keep up with his pace, so he had to rest for a while.

Because Mu Qiannian dragged his feet, it took nearly half an hour for the two of them to reach their destination.

It was a gentle hillside between the two high mountains, and a maple tree grew taller than the courtyard, and when it looked up, it looked like a huge flame soaring into the sky.

Mu Qiannian showed an excited gaze, completely without the fatigue when he walked the mountain road, and was so excited that he opened his arms and ran towards the maple tree. As he approached the maple tree, he suddenly sank in.

It turned out that the maple tree was on a lower ground than the place where they had just stood in the distance, but the thick maple leaves were piled up on the ground, making people mistakenly think that the height was the same.

As soon as Mu Qiannian ran over, the thick maple leaf sank down and didn't reach his knees. The sudden subsidence made Mu Qiannian stunned at first, but after understanding it, he seemed to be even more excited.

Grabbing the flaming red leaves with both hands, he threw them hard above his head, and the red leaves fell from above, falling on his hair and shoulders......

Mu Qiannian watched the weak water come slowly, and the beige robe embroidered with maple leaves with gold thread was worn on her body, so beautiful that she compared to the maple leaves beside her. His gaze was completely attracted by the weak water, as if all the beauties in the world were inferior to the weak water.

The weak water leaned against the trunk of the tree and quietly watched Mu Qiannian play. From the moment she fell into the bone cliff, she never smiled again, although she still couldn't laugh at this time, but the joy that she thought had completely left her still quietly showed her head in the deepest part of her heart.

A person whose heart has been dead for three years never thought that she would still have such emotions as joy. But the weak water really felt it, it was the thick and severe ice slowly cracking a gap, and then there was a feeling of warmth sneaking in.

People who haven't smiled for too long have forgotten how to make a smile out of their facial muscles. But the expression on the face can deceive, but the feeling in the heart cannot. Especially if you have to lie to yourself, that is even more impossible.

Mu Qiannian was tired of playing, and he leaned against the trunk of the tree like weak water, and he turned his face to look at her. He hoped that she would forget the previous grief and pain, and he hoped that she would be happy.

Although he still couldn't see a smile on the face of the weak water, he could feel that the cold frost in the eyes of the weak water was melting little by little.

As long as she can have less sorrow and pain every day than yesterday, if only a little less. Then Mu Qiannian believes that with the passage of time, the grief and pain will be withdrawn from the weak water little by little, and then one day, her grief and pain will leave her forever, and no trace will be found.