Miss Xiao left without warning.

Fortunately, it didn't go silently.

Before leaving, Xiao Ying left a letter to Jiang Xiaoman and Ji Xiaoyue.

There are not many words, just over a dozen words.

"People are wrong because of fate, close at hand, far away from the end of the world.

I'm gone, don't think, don't read, don't worry.

If there is fate, see you in Beiqin. ”

It is more appropriate to say a sentence than an epistle.

Jiang Xiaoman recognized that it was Miss Xiao's handwriting, with beautiful handwriting, quite aura and a Buddha aura, not ghostwriting or imitation by others.

At this moment, the page of the letter was pinched in Ji Xiaoyue's hand, and she couldn't help but be a little wrinkled.

It can be seen that this Nizi must have watched it many times.

The little girl sat alone in front of the candle flame in a daze, and her already withered yellow hair was a little messy.

Seeing the young man coming back, the big eyes looked directly at Jiang Xiaoman, the little girl pursed her mouth, and cried out with a "wow".

Standing up and throwing himself into Jiang Xiaoman's arms, two small fists kept smashing on the young man's chest, and he stammered and sobbed: "Woo...... Jiang, Jiang Xiaoworm, Sister Xiao, she's gone......! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Jiang Xiaoman rubbed the little girl's head, sighed, lowered her head and said softly: "Okay, don't cry! There is no feast in this world, Miss Xiao must have her reasons, you see she also said in the letter, and we agreed to see Beiqin goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he raised his finger to help Ji Xiaoyue gently wipe away the tears on her face.

Jiang Xiaoman's movements were very light and cautious.

"Then let's go now, go after Sister Xiao, it's so heavy snow outside, it's very dangerous to go on the road at this time!" The little girl buried her head in the young man's chest, her nose bulging, and her nasal voice was very heavy.

Jiang Xiaoman put his head against the fluffy little head on his chest, and couldn't help but feel his chin itching.

Compared to the chin, there is a different feeling in my heart.

It seems to be a little more itchy.

I've never felt like this before, and I can't describe it.

It seems that there are thousands of insects and ants crawling at the mouth of the heart, gently biting.

It was a kind of numb and sweet itch, and it was a little distressing.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't see Ji Xiaoyue shed tears the most, just like a little girl couldn't see herself frowning.

Those eyes that are always as clear as the lake should have a smile at all times.

Because, Ji Xiaoyue will have dimples when she laughs.

One deep and one shallow, if you look at it for a long time, you will get drunk.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoman was very conflicted in his heart.

Coming back from outside, it was inevitable that I would be contaminated with wind and snow, and it was cold.

He was afraid of infecting the cold to the little girl, but for a while, he was reluctant to push it away.

Especially, such an intimate act that seems a little too excessive to others is even more reluctant to bring him indescribable happiness for the first time.

The temperature brought to him by the soft and delicate body in his arms made Jiang Xiaoman indulge in it, and he forgot to breathe and think for a while.

"Hey, Jiang Xiaoworm!" Ji Xiaoyue couldn't help but snort when she saw that she couldn't get the young man's consent for a long time, and raised her hand to beat Jiang Xiaoman's chest, and said angrily: "What are you thinking!"

"Huh?" After coming back to his senses, Jiang Xiaoman's cheeks were red as if they were burning, and he said with a little emptiness: "No... Didn't think about anything!"

Ji Xiaoyue twisted her body, broke free from Jiang Xiaoman's arms, raised her head, her big eyes were slightly red, staring straight at the young man, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently poke at the side of Jiang Xiaoman's cheek, and said strangely: "Jiang Xiaoworm, are you sick? Your face is so red and hot!"

In the final analysis, Ji Xiaoyue is still a little girl.

At the beginning of love, I was a little ignorant.

Naturally, I can't figure out how flustered the young man is at this time.

"Ahem, there may be a cold outside!" Jiang Xiaoman coughed again and again, clenched his hands into fists and blocked his lips, turned his head and didn't dare to look at those big eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, just drink some hot tea!"

"Then how can it be done! You can't force yourself when you're sick, you have to take some medicine!" Hearing Jiang Xiaoworm say that she was sick, Ji Xiaoyue was very nervous, and hurriedly stretched out a slender white hand to hold the young man's wrist.

Although the little girl is lazy and refuses to practice medicine well, after all, she has been with the ghost mother-in-law for so many years, and she still has some foundation in the art of Qihuang.

After a long time, Ji Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the young man's arm, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, Jiang Xiaoworm, your pulse is very peaceful, and it doesn't look like a cold at all." ”

"I'll just say it's okay!" Jiang Xiaoman still tilted his head, didn't look at the little girl, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said: "Hero! The body is weak, how can you walk the rivers and lakes?"

His voice was low, as if he was trying to hide something.

Ji Xiaoyue naturally picked up Jiang Xiaoman's sleeve robe, blew her nose, and muttered: "But, Jiang Xiaoworm, your pulse is beating very fast, more than twice as fast as usual!"

Jiang Xiaoman became more and more weak-hearted, raised his hand and gently pushed the little girl's smooth forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Hey, dead girl, you are not dirty!"

"Ginger, small, worm!"

"How dare you push me!"

Ji Xiaoyue rubbed her head, sharpened her silver teeth again, and pounced on the young man with her teeth and claws.

During the fight, some of the sorrow of parting was diluted.

Even so, parting is not a joyful event after all.

In particular, this kind of melancholy is contagious.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the little girl who was lying on the edge of the window and raised her hand to touch Feixue, and a panic arose in his heart inexplicably.

If the parting in the dark is already doomed, will Ji Xiaoyue, the girl, leave her like Miss Xiao?

Even if you know that you will meet again in the future.

But after being away for a long time, when you meet again, is it still your original self?

Thinking like this, the Zhuxian Sword on his waist trembled slightly in the scabbard for no reason.

"Jiang Xiaoworm, why don't we go after Sister Xiao?" The little girl looked at the wind and snow outside the window, a little unwilling, turned her head and looked at the young man with big eyes, and said pitifully: "Sister Xiao doesn't bring many thick clothes, such a big wind and snow, and Northern Qin is so far away, I'm afraid she will get lost!"

"Miss Xiao naturally has a reason to go," Jiang Xiaoman sat at the round table, lowered his head and wiped the gentian silver spear in his hand with a focused expression, and said softly: "I think, she should be very safe and will not be disturbed by the wind and snow." ”

Seeing the young man say this, the little girl was a little unhappy, and pouted: "Hey, Jiang Xiaoman, are you Miss Xiao looking for Uncle Jiang Yao, that's why you said this!"

"What is this!" Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, smiled dumbly, gently wiped the tip of the cold gun, and said in a low voice: "Silly girl, have you forgotten that the woman who called herself Aunt Mi appeared inexplicably when I was playing chess with Senior Han?"

"Huh?" Ji Xiaoyue's big eyes blinked, and then she couldn't help but be slightly angry, and snorted softly: "Hmph! Aunt Mi, I don't like her!"

Ji Xiaoyue is very grudgeful.

In other words, girls are very vindictive.

That day, when the woman surnamed Mi temporarily occupied Xiao Ying's body, she said that monsters would eat people.

The little girl felt that this was pure slander, a slander against the demon!

My mother is a flower demon, and Aunt Lin Mei is also a demon, they are so beautiful and so kind, how can they go to eat people!

There are many demons in the world, just like the human race, there are good demons and bad demons.

But whether it is a good demon or a bad demon, there are very few people who eat people.

The practice of the demon clan is no different from that of the human race, and what is important is to follow the way of heaven.

Just like the wood demon clan, even if they are cultivated into a human form, they rarely even eat meat on weekdays, they all drink dew and dinner glow, absorb the aura of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

Cannibalism, that is to be punished by God!

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the little girl's angry appearance, felt funny, pointed his finger at the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Tell me about you, do you still hold a grudge?

"Well, she did apologize!" The little girl put away her anger and nodded, recalling that she seemed to have forgiven Aunt Mi at the beginning, she couldn't help scratching her head embarrassedly, and said happily: "I'm angry when I patronize, if you don't say it, I forgot it!"

Rubbing the little girl's somewhat messy hair, Jiang Xiaoman sighed and said softly: "Miss Xiao probably went to Northern Qin with Aunt Mi, and with such a big master by her side, it is difficult to even think of an accident." ”

Although I can't figure out why the woman who calls herself 'Aunt Mi' stays in the Chixiao Sword.

But since he saw Aunt Luo on the bank of the Lechuan River, Jiang Xiaoman didn't think it was strange.

Perhaps, it's the same as Aunt Luo, waiting for no one to say......

There will always be a lot of people in this world, guarding a dry city, drawing the ground as a prison, waiting for someone who may not be able to wait for a lifetime.

In Kyushu, there is never a shortage of stories of this kind and that.

What is missing may just be a storyteller.

"Okay, don't be sad, and don't be afraid of freezing. Jiang Xiaoman walked forward and gently closed the window, blocking the wind and snow from the house, and said, "When we enter the Northern Qin, let's go to the Hunting Immortal Mountain, and go to find the chess demon senior to ask Aunt Mi's whereabouts." My mother said that if you want to meet someone, you will meet again one day. ”

"Hmm!" the little girl nodded, jumped off the ground with her bare feet, looked at the young man in front of her and said seriously: "Jiang Xiaoworm, when we find Sister Xiao, we must take her with us!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoman agreed with a smile, thinking of the girl surnamed Xiao when she returned last night, she always had some bad premonitions in her heart, and she couldn't say why.

I hope that the next time we meet, everything will be as it was before, and it will be safe.

......

The North Cool Lantern Festival has always been like this.

It begins at the time of the child and ends the next day when the rooster crows.

The name of the lamp is to pray for the common people in the world.

Tonight is destined to be noisy and will be a sleepless night.

It's still early, and it's still some time before the lantern festival starts.

Because of Miss Xiao's departure, Ji Xiaoyue's interest was not as high as Jiang Xiaoman thought.

Even so, the little girl still clamored to go to the lantern festival to have a look.

Since lighting the lantern can pray for blessings, Ji Xiaoyue doesn't want to miss it.

She is not greedy, she just wants to make a wish.

The long lamp is thousands of miles, I hope that this life and this life, the next life and the next life, thousands of lives, eternal life and eternity, only this one person in front of him can stay together, unswerving, unchanging, unchanging.