No one knows where the little brother came from, according to himself, he grew up in this city since he was a child. Where a person grows, there will always be a mark. But in this city, there has never been a sign of his existence.

No loved ones.

No friends.

Without his name.

When asked, he always said, "Just call me little brother." ”

The little brother seems to have appeared suddenly, in that inconspicuous alley, in that day when he forgot the years, he just lived in people's memories naturally.

The little brother's shop is called daydreaming, and you can see that this is a place for people to daydream.

Some people can dream, some people can't, and the little brother can make everyone dream what he wants.

Yu Sangongzi is his frequent customer, this frail and sickly young master of the Yu family, has had a dream of rivers and lakes since he was a child. It's a pity that the eldest brother and the second brother in the family are not reading materials, only he has an inch of talent, and he is forced to study by the domineering Yu family. Although he did not forget it, he was able to recite it fluently after the first reading, and how much silver taels the master received, his face was a little heavy, but there was no half-penny deduction.

It's a pity that Yu Sangongzi's favorite is still the Penglai mastery competition bought with the three pennies on the street corner.

The golden words and rules of the Confucian sage have never been his favorite.

What he loves the most is the one who violates the ban with force and is happy to take revenge if he disagrees.

So when he found out that he could become a first-class hero in the rivers and lakes in the little brother's shop, it was tantamount to discovering a shortcut to his dream.

What about dreams, who knows, where is the dream, where is life.

If there is a choice, a few people are willing to wake up.

Unfortunately, at the end of the shortcut, there is often a cliff.

The little brother shook his head, didn't think about Yu Sangongzi, changed into a coarse cloth, put on a well-textured white shirt, and wiped his face, he was the image of a handsome son.

There is a house on that low hill in the western suburbs, and it is said that there are immortals living in it.

Some bandits invaded with weapons, and in the end they were all thrown unconscious on the official road.

Later, there was encirclement and suppression by the government, but there was no good result, and after all, I believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, and no one bothered me anymore.

The figure of the little brother was shadowed in the mountains, and finally disappeared in front of the house. The little brother in white is unknown, and they all say that it is the true monarch of the heavenly realm who has entered the mortal world. There are often mountain people who bow down.

The interior of the house is exquisitely carved, apparently by the hands of famous artists. There is a Champs Pavilion in the middle, and the little brother walks straight in, with some expectations and impatience in his expression.

Pushing open the door, the herbs exude a tranquil aroma with the combination of strange spices.

The little brother took a deep breath and smiled with satisfaction.

A man, especially a good-looking man, is often indispensable to another good-looking woman in his story.

In this small pavilion, there is such a woman.

It's not about sinking fish and geese, and it's not about the appearance of flowers and moons. It's just that the facial features are beautiful, and it looks quite pleasing to the eye.

But in the eyes of the little brother, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the fire trees and silver flowers are not as good as this quiet face.

He said softly, "I'm back." ”

"It's a good day. The sun was warm, but not too hot, and it was very comfortable. I almost fell asleep in the sun, and I forgot to collect medicine. ”

"Yu Sangongzi wants to enter Beijing to take the exam, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again. ”

"He's a good guy, he never takes credit, and he doesn't forget my little person during the holidays. I'm still a little reluctant to leave. ”

"I also met a strange man who actually gave him a bag of gold. Today's rich people really can't see through it. ”

......

The little brother said trivial things, and the woman didn't say a word.

Of course, she couldn't hear either.

In this world, there is a tree called Luan, and it is said that the king bird does not inhabit Luan, so Luan is also called a sacred tree.

At this time, the woman was lying in a wooden barrel made of sacred wood, soaked in various precious medicinal herbs.

She was naked, her eyes were closed, and she was as serene as a dead person.

Maybe she's just a dead person, but someone doesn't want her to go.

The little brother took off the bath towel from the side, washed it with spring water, and then carefully wiped the woman's body.

Forehead, behind the ears, jade neck, soft wattle......

He rubbed it very seriously, as if he was maintaining a piece of Qiongyu, maintaining a treasure.

Or, she's his treasure.

"She loves beauty so much, if she wakes up one day and finds herself soaked in jet-black herbs and smelling all over, she will definitely be angry again. ”

The little brother whispered with a doting smile.

Although the voice was soft, it was interrupted by the moving waves from time to time, but the people outside the door could hear it clearly.

"Will she ever wake up?"

The man outside the door asked.

It was as if he had appeared here suddenly, and he had been waiting for a long time. He just stood politely and didn't make a noise.

The little brother seemed to have known that he was coming, or that he was here. There have been no visitors here for many years, let alone uninvited people who break the ban set by the little brother.

The cold air that came through the doors and windows let the little brother know who he was. Just now, I happened to tell the woman about him.

He didn't want her to worry.

But he also knew that she had never worried about him.

"Who knows? How many people are willing to wake up in a dream?" the little brother wiped her body, leaned over and kissed her forehead, then lit a pleasant incense stick, turned and exited the door, and carefully closed the door.

At this time, he saw the person who came, middle-aged and handsome, red brocade and black clothes and gold belts, a handsome person with a calm posture.

Just looked at it casually, and didn't say much, the little brother rolled up his left sleeve with his right hand and signaled, "Please." ”

The little brother is an easy-going person, and only the woman in the house is a taboo for him not to touch.

He took the man to a gazebo not far away, made a good pot of tea, and looked into the attic from time to time.

The tea was ironed in the green jade porcelain pot for a while, and a wisp of green smoke visible to the naked eye rose from the spout, slowly turning into a white crane, circling the porcelain pot three times, and then really flew to the dome like a blue bird.

He is not a famous pharmacist, but he is well versed in the world's pharmacology. So his tea is also a rare and good tea.

The tea is in the cup, and the aroma seems to be visible to the naked eye, covering this small courtyard. The tea is a bay of blue waves, like flowing jade, and flowing light.

The person who came raised the teacup, like a cow chewing a peony, drank it all, and then shook his head and said: "Jin Yu is outside, flashy, not good tea." Lifting the teapot, he poured a pot of spring breeze into the blue lake of the pavilion.

He reached into his arms again, took out a small packet of plain paper, brewed it for a while, and said, "Try this." ”

The little brother knows all the famous grasses in the world, but he doesn't know the things in this cup.

"How does it taste?"

Struggling for a while, he said, "Bitter!"

The other party suddenly laughed, and the little brother was unconvinced: "Why don't you drink." ”

"I taste all the sufferings in the world, and I don't drink them. But you are still young, and you have some bitterness, so you need to taste it more. ”

The little brother has had a smooth life this year, he has never been hungry or cold, nor has he been harassed and bullied by others, and it is not too much to say that he has not suffered hardship.

But he looked at the slim little attic, but he was sad for a while, as if it was the bitter tea in his mouth, so aggrieved that it was difficult to speak.

"My name is Di Que. The man stopped laughing and said, "I have seen you in the last days." ”

The little brother didn't say anything, Di Que followed his gaze to the attic, and said, "Why don't you enter her dream and take a look." ”

The little brother suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, which could not hide the sadness of the autumn water.

"I see her laughing a lot. ”

"She's not a laugher, but I've always loved her smile. ”

"I hate laughing like that, too. ”

"I'm scared that in her dreams, the one who makes her laugh is not me. ”