Propping up a long penny to paddle in the morning light, the sun lengthening its shadow.

The ripples spread out on the surface of the lake, like the blooming of lotus flowers, opening and closing in the morning light.

Su Changqing propped up the boat and slowly drove forward, coming to the opposite side of the lake.

He jumped out of the boat with a rope in his hand, his feet on the dirt, and then tied the rope to a stake.

The soil here is very wet, and the grass is full of crystal dew and the song of the emerald worms.

He walked very steadily, and his big feet made footprints on the dirt.

It was, from behind him, the cry of a sparrow.

Su Changqing turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a footprint not far from him, and an insect crawled on it slowly and slowly.

What a beautiful place.

He smiled slightly, and made his way through the trees to the bottom of the cliff.

The place where he used to make a tombstone here.

It's just that the cold wind is blowing at this moment, and the wooden tablet has already been blown to the ground, looking inexplicably gloomy.

Su Changqing strode over, picked up the wooden card, and thrust it into the soil again.

Hopefully it won't be scraped over this time.

He clapped his hands, looked around, and sat casually on a piece of bluestone.

The back of this stone is very smooth and flat, but the bottom is covered with green moss, although it looks ordinary, it makes Su Changqing have a strange feeling.

"Little girl. ”

But he didn't think about it, he just stood up from the stone and shouted around.

"Are you here?"

The surroundings were very deserted, spreading Su Changqing's voice far away, and it seemed that even the sound could be heard on the other side of the lake.

No one answered, everything was empty. The wind whipped up the leaves, swirled in mid-air, and fell on his head.

"Leaves. ”

He muttered, plucking the yellow leaves from his head and throwing them into the dirt.

"Miss Qian, are you there?"

Su Changqing raised his head and shouted again.

It's just that the only thing that answered him was still the sound of the wind.

......

*

From here, she saw the rolling green hills, the sun shining on their peaks like stars, and the morning mist surrounding them, beautiful like a painting.

It's just that Su Xiaoqian has never seen the scenery outside the mountain.

Maybe she had seen it, but she had forgotten it.

People tend to forget what was once beautiful.

She was standing on a rock looking out at the lake, when she suddenly saw a black canopy boat floating in the distance.

It was fluttering, like a lost leaf, as if it had come from the other side of the sky.

There was a man on the boat holding a penny, slowly coming towards here.

Su Xiaoqian stood on the branch of the tree, looking at the canopy boat that came in the wind, and then when the boat approached, she found that the person on the boat was very familiar to her.

It's the old man.

She jumped off the branches, across the sparkling lake, and floated to his side.

"Are you okay?"

She looked up at his old face and asked, her voice as crisp as a nightingale's cry.

As if he had not seen her, nor had he heard her voice, the old man jumped out of the canopy boat, tied the rope to the stake, and walked on and on.

Although Su Xiaoqian knew in her heart that it was impossible for the other party to hear her voice, there was still a trace of frustration on her face, but soon, she said with a smile again.

"What did you say yesterday to ask me to help?"

To her surprise, the white-haired old man still didn't hear her voice.

Su Xiaoqian didn't care at all, she still talked to him, sometimes she threw out questions, and she answered with a smile by herself.

Although she was still talking alone, now that there was a living person next to her, she always had a feeling that she was still alive.

"Can you play with me every day?"

She asked.

Su Changqing, who was next to her, naturally wouldn't hear this question, so she said with certainty again, "I think you will." ”

They walked and walked until they finally came to the bottom of the cliff.

Su Xiaoqian still wanted to speak, but suddenly saw the white-haired old man suddenly squatting down, re-erecting a fallen wooden sign, and sticking it into the dirt.

She watched his movements, slightly distracted, and her gaze shifted from his rough hand to a few large letters on the wooden sign.

"Su Xiaoqian's Tomb"

She looked at Su Changqing, suddenly laughed, and said softly.

"Thank you. ”

Still no one heard what she said.

After the wooden monument was erected again, Su Xiaoqian stopped talking, and floated to the branch from mid-air, where she sat and watched Su Changqing under the tree.

She saw him sitting on the stone, calling her name around him.

It's just a pity that the living can't see her or hear her, and she can only appear in their dreams.

She touched the trunk of the tree beside her, and sighed a little in her heart.

In fact, it is very difficult for her to touch these real objects, so she usually pretends that she can touch them, imagining their different feelings.

She was staring at the gray-haired old man under the tree, when she suddenly saw him sitting on the stone with his eyes closed, his back against the trunk, and slowly falling asleep.

The wind became serene, blowing through his silver hairs, making them sparkle in the sun.

Su Xiaoqian glanced at him in surprise, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, turning into a wisp of light smoke, which kept surrounding his body and finally got into his head.

......

*

In a dream

There was a heavy fog everywhere, and the white ground was so white that it was impossible to see the surroundings clearly.

The sky was like washed white, and Su Changqing stood in a daze in this world that only belonged to white, looking ahead in confusion.

"What did you tell me to help you with?"

With a burst of laughter like silver bells, a crisp voice reached his ears.

"Yes......"

"I'm Su Xiaoqian, do you remember me?"

She grinned as she popped out of a white mist and spoke.

"Remember ......" Su Changqing was not frightened by her sudden appearance, but said calmly with a warm smile on his face.

"I'm here to ask for your help. ”

The other party's face was puzzled, "What's busy?"

Suddenly, she rolled her eyes again, with a mysterious smile on her face, "For the sake of the fact that you helped me erect a tombstone......

Su Changqing smiled at her, but there was some hesitation in his mouth, "You...... Do you know about Shadows?"

Su Xiaoqian blinked, "You mean the one at the entrance of the village?"

Su Changqing was slightly stunned, but soon regained his composure and showed a faint smile at her.

“...... I want you to get in...... Li Yang's dream, help me persuade him not to pester him anymore...... He...... You can live in my tree ......."

The girl didn't answer his words, but just kept smiling at him, with innocence in her eyebrows.