When the cold winter comes, the white covers the Kunwu Mountain, like the heavy snow fifteen years ago.

The older Dao Gu wanted to secretly send Lan Lu away, but was stopped by the other Dao Gu.

They believed that disobeying the will of the mountain god would anger the mountain god and lead to disaster. If it is because of Lan Lu alone, it will lead to a major drought or flood in the coming year, and it will be the entire Universiade country that will suffer. At that time, the water cloud view will surely become the target of public criticism.

So in the kind words and persuasion of the Taoist aunts, Lan Lu put on a red dress and got on the sedan chair of the mountain god sacrifice.

She rested her hand on the car door and refused to close it, silently looking at the door of the water cloud view.

She wanted to take one last look at the older Dao Gu. But the gate has not moved, the auspicious time has arrived, and there can be no longer delay. The Dao girls outside forcibly closed the car door, but Lan Lu looked out of the small car window without giving up.

When she got up from the sedan chair, she finally saw that behind the round doorway, a corner of plain clothes trembled slightly.

A layer of mist rose disobediently in front of her, and Lan Lu turned her head and closed the window.

The elder Dao Aunt, Lan Lu always called her Miao Yuan by name, and that was the person who took the most care of Shui Yunguan. She doesn't have a mother, Miao Yuan is like her mother.

Lan Lu remembered that when she was four years old, when she had just revealed her ability to recognize the way, the other Daoists laughed at her for relying on the water and clouds, and she couldn't throw it away. Then they pounced each other, and really left her alone in the mountains, wanting to see how good her ability to find the way was.

She knew the way back, but at that time, she was very angry. thought to herself, since it was said that she relied on the water and cloud view and lived for nothing, then she simply didn't want to go back. Anyway, no one wants her to go back.

She was so angry that she opened the burden that the Taoist aunts gave her, sat by the stream, picked up the steamed cakes in the bag, and threw them into the water one by one, until the water surface was banging and splashing more than half a foot high.

After throwing away the dry food, she went in the opposite direction alone.

Climb up the rocks and around the waterfalls.

It wasn't until it was getting dark, and she sat down on the big rock, tired and hungry, that she was a little flustered.

At this time, she saw a corner of plain clothes exposed behind a tree not far away.

Lan Lu stared at the corner of plain clothes, and after a while, Miao Yuan poked his head out from behind the tree and stole a glance at her. Seeing her looking at this side, Miao Yuan walked out from behind the tree embarrassedly, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Let's go home." ”

Four-year-old Lan Lu became even more angry for a while, picked up the branch on the ground and threw it at Miao Yuan, shouting as she threw it: "Who wants to go back with you! You don't like me like my parents." You are all bad people, you all want to throw me! I hate Shui Yunguan, I hate you!"

Roaring and roaring, Lan Lu's eyes became redder and redder, and finally she gritted her teeth and turned her head to run.

"Lu'er!" Miao Yuan exclaimed, and hurriedly chased after him.

But Miaoyuan is old after all, and it is not easy to walk so many mountain roads, where can he still catch up with the pace of children. Soon, she lost Lan Lu.

When night fell, the sky and the earth were cloudy.

Miao Yuan was so tired that his face turned pale and his knees were swollen. I had to hold on to the trees and call blankly.

In fact, Lan Lu didn't run far, so she hid behind the rocks.

Lan Lu has a good memory, and after tripped over the protruding roots of an apricot tree once when she was a child, she didn't go under the tree again for a whole year. If she fell, how could she allow others to hurt her.

"Lu'er......" Miao Yuan was finally exhausted, tired and frightened.

Lan Lu was behind the rocks, hugging her knees tightly and not saying a word.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Lan Lu thought Miao Yuan had given up looking for her, a low sobbing voice came, intermittently, and I couldn't really hear it: "Lu'er, I'm sorry...... It's also the first time I've watched a child grow up. How many of us who are Taoist aunts have parents, and no one teaches me how to love a child. Nobody taught me......"

Lan Lu covered her ears angrily, but the cry still slipped in between her fingers, like scriptures, echoing in her head. It was like a tiny needle, constantly piercing her heart and eye sockets.

She finally couldn't listen to it anymore, wiped her sleeves on her face, ran out from behind the rocks, walked to Miaoyuan's side, grabbed one of Miaoyuan's fingers, and said angrily: "Oops, what's there to cry about." Since you can't, then I love you. What a big deal, crying and crying, not like words. ”

When Miao Yuan saw Lan Lu, he cried even louder, and took her into his arms, crying silently.

At night, a thick fog hung over the mountain forest. The rocks and trees in the distance disappeared from view, and the cool wind blew into Lan Lu's neckline, soothing her irritable mood. Lan Lu gradually felt a sense of peace of mind that she had never felt before.

"Okay, stop crying, let's ...... Let's go home. ”

It was completely dark, and Lan Lu couldn't remember how they got back to Shuiyunguan. All she remembered was lying in the crook of Miaoyuan's arm, vaguely asleep.

What a childish thing at the time, but now that I look back, it is warm and sad. The splashes of those steamed cakes, the dead wood branches stained with rotting leaves, and the faint sweat on Miao Yuan's body...... All appeared in front of Lan Lu's eyes bit by bit, lingering.

In the round doorway, the slightly trembling corner of plain clothes and the corner of plain clothes behind the tree in memory gradually coincided. Like a flood, it rushed deep into the blood of Lan Lu, causing a thousand layers of sorrow and grief.

This time, that corner of plain clothes can no longer take her home.

Just like Changyu, they resolutely abandoned her in the face of great rights and wrongs, in front of great profits and great benefits.

Changyu chose the prime minister's daughter, and Miaoyuan chose the destiny of heaven. No one chose her, no one ever chose her. The girl who tripped over the almond tree eventually fell under the almond tree.

The sedan chair was bumpy, and Lan Lu tightly pinched the hem of the clothes on her knees, recalling the past fifteen years. Sweet, sad ...... Her short life has been all around the mountains, and all the piles and piles are closely connected with the mountains.

Whether it is born, running away, the animals that like her, meeting Changyu, or being chosen by the high priest...... It seems to be all in the mountains.

Even the end is made as a sacrifice to the mountain god.

Lan Lu suddenly felt sarcastic. For a while, I couldn't tell the good and bad of the mountain.

The sedan chair travels to the bottom of the mountain, and the street is bustling with sacrifices. The gongs and drums are noisy and the lights are bright.

During this period, a child shouted and recited aloud: "Smell the plum blossoms and the wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains." ”

It is said that the scenery of the time is very appropriate, and the mountain is mentioned, which seems to be very in line with the atmosphere of the mountain god festival. The passers-by next to him also laughed and praised again and again.

The boy was encouraged to recite several verses aloud about the mountain. Lan Lu sat in the sedan chair, listening to those poems, and her thoughts drifted to three years ago inexplicably.

"The jade dew is not round, and the zither is sad and broken. ”

Changyu raised his eyebrows to look at her, his eyes were full of smiles: "Lan Lu, I like this poem." ”

"Oh. Lan Lu didn't understand it very well, thinking that he was showing off again, so she had to go along with him, and she didn't look at him squarely, picking the herbs on the ground by herself.

Seeing that she didn't react, Changyu squatted next to her with a bookbag on his back and helped her pick herbs together: "The jade bowl contains residual dew, and the silver lamp lights the old yarn." I also like this poem. ”

Lan Lu still didn't react.

At the time of parting, Changyu stared at her and said: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world." ”

"Got it. You want to say that you like it too, don't you?" Lan Lu impatiently inserted her hand into the soil, neatly pulled out a white-flowered snake tongue plant, and threw it into the bamboo basket.

"Yes, yes. This is my favorite. Changyu smiled wryly and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, he turned back unwillingly: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world." Lan Lu, I Changyu likes this sentence the most. ”