Time flies, and seven days have passed.

On this day, the sky was crisp, and the wind blew from afar one after another, and there was no sweltering heat at all.

After dinner time, the sky is a red light, looking at the past on the ground, like blood, beautiful with a little weird and a little dangerous taste, the wind still has not subsided, in the frenzied running around, the surrounding flowers and trees seem to come to catch up with the lively, but also shaking the head and waving hands, making all kinds of sounds, knowing that the sound from time to time is not boring, but with a little joy, it seems to be happy for the coolness of this day.

After dinner, Lu Weiguo returned to the room, looked under the bed, found a small sword two feet and inches long, and came to the courtyard, ready to review the swordsmanship that his grandfather taught him today.

It turned out that since that day in the shade of the tree, Lu Yicheng told his grandson that he was going to send him to the Quanzhen School to practice martial arts and literacy, Lu Weiguo was excited, and pestered Lu Yicheng whenever he was free, asking his grandfather to buy him a saber and teach him the swordsmanship of Lu Yicheng when he was young.

When Lu Yicheng began to teach his grandson martial arts on the first day, he decided to start with the basics, and asked Lu Weiguo to continue to tie the horse for an hour, and give up if the fruit could not withstand it. The reason why Lu Yicheng arranged this way is to test his grandson's perseverance, second, he can enhance his grandson's basic skills, and third, he is competitive in his heart, and he hopes that his talented grandson can persist in a good result.

But to Lu Yicheng's surprise, his grandson really persevered. Seeing such a scene, Lu Yicheng secretly felt heartache for his grandson, and at the same time felt proud of having such a grandson, and thought in his mind that being talented is different, and even Zamabu has persisted much longer than others.

At the beginning, after twenty minutes of horse walking, Lu Weiguo's face began to flush, and his feet began to tremble slightly.

After another ten minutes, Lu Weiguo's brows began to wrinkle, his head felt dizzy, and his eyes were full of stars.

After another twenty minutes, Lu Weiguo's face was completely white, his ears were ringing, his feet were as hard as iron, he was panting like a cow, and his chest seemed to be pressed against several large stones, so bored that he could hardly bear it.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and seven minutes have passed in a blink of an eye, at this time Lu Weiguo's face is no longer bloody, he can hardly feel the pain, he can't move, the whole person has become a piece of wood, but he didn't fall, he instinctively persevered.

After persisting for an hour, Lu Weiguo's nerves relaxed, and as soon as his eyes went dark, the whole person fell to the ground and fainted.

When Lu Weiguo woke up and returned to normal, under the arrangement of his grandfather, he ran back and forth on the rural road more than ten times, totaling a distance of more than ten miles.

When he had rested enough, Lu Yicheng began to teach his grandson how to hold a sword, how to use a sword, how to walk with his feet, and how to hold his left hand without a sword. Since Lu Yicheng became a cripple, he has not held a sword for decades, he has not used martial arts, martial arts have long been rusty, almost all his skills have been consumed by time, and there is only a little bit left in his head, so he is not very good at teaching. But despite this, Lu Weiguo was talented, extremely smart, and never forgetful, and he still comprehended and understood the essence of what his grandfather taught, which made Lu Yicheng's eyes squint into a line with joy, and he almost couldn't open them.

Lu Weiguo danced a set of "Dragon Flying Fairy Sword" taught to him by his grandfather in his yard, and his figure jumped and walked, like a flying dragon swimming, and the immortals danced. Lu Weiguo was overjoyed to see that he had learned a set of swordsmanship in just a few days, and even a strong sense of pride rose.

But what Lu Weiguo didn't know was that although this set of "Dragon Flying Fairy Sword" was quite beautiful and beautiful to dance, it didn't have much practical value, the moves were simple, and there was a lack of sword intent and change, and ordinary people only needed twenty or thirty days to learn it.

Lu Weiguo had just finished dancing the sword, he was a little tired, and some beads of sweat came out of his body, he just wanted to go home to take a bath, when he heard a rush of footsteps, Lu Weiguo turned his head to look at the door, and saw a little girl of the same age as himself running over next door, holding a kite in her hand, and two small braids on her head swayed, and the girl's face was full of joy and red like an apple because of the violent running.

It turns out that this little girl is the daughter of Lu Zhongbang's neighbor, this girl often plays with Lu Weiguo, she is very good, almost an inseparable good friend, her name is Lu Shiqi, I saw that she has a melon seed face, beautiful facial features, eyebrows and cherry mouth, gentle face, soft hair shawl, skin is better than snow, graceful figure, can be regarded as a ten out of ten beauty embryo, although the body shape has not fully grown, but the blind can see that Lu Shiqi will definitely not be ugly when she grows up, maybe she is more beautiful than the four beauties of ancient China。

Seeing Lu Shiqi, somehow, Lu Weiguo was overjoyed for no reason, and when he thought that he would be able to teach martial arts literacy in the future, and he could no longer be with Lu Shiqi all the time, he felt sad and lost for a while, but the eldest husband lives in the world, and when he has to do something, how can he be greedy for fun all his life. Besides, how can people live in the world, how can they demand perfection in everything, there is no dispersion in the world, and some things and people are separated from each other after all, and it is precisely because of this that it is precious to be together. No matter what, I can't miss the opportunity to teach martial arts literacy to Quanzhen, so cherish the time we can spend together.

Lu Weiguo thought about it so quickly in his heart, and then exhaled softly, and his originally somewhat stuffy mood became comfortable, as if blowing away the big stone that was pressing on his heart. Lu Weiguo showed a heartfelt smile on his face and rushed towards Lu Shiqi, and under the running of the two, the distance between the two quickly disappeared.

Lu Shiqi met Lu Weiguo had some beads of sweat on his face, his expression was happy, he looked at himself in a daze, a burst of joy in his heart for no reason, he smiled at Lu Weiguo, his eyes were full of honey, with infinite tenderness like water, and he said in beautiful words: "Why are there so many beads of sweat on your face? What were you doing just now? What are you doing looking at me so stupidly?"

When Lu Weiguo saw Lu Shiqi like this, his heart fluttered, and a tenderness rose, and when he heard what Lu Shiqi said, he secretly thought: "I just want to see you for a while now, and go to Quanzhen to teach martial arts literacy in the future, I'm afraid I won't have a chance." ”

But come to think of it, sometimes no matter how noble you are, you can't be completely consistent, and that's life, even if you don't want to accept it.

Lu Weiguo reacted quickly and grinned: "I danced the sword here for a while just now, and I was a little tired, so there were beads of sweat on my face." The reason why I look at you like this is because I feel that somehow, your face today is unusually red. But what did you just do?"

When Lu Weiguo said this, Lu Shiqi's already red face became even redder in an instant, she lowered her head slightly, and said writhingly: "I just ...... Running fast to you...... Under strenuous exercise, of course, the face will be a little red...... What is there to be curious and worth saying?"

The two of them were relatively speechless, only the wind was whirring, and the atmosphere was quite abnormal.

Not long after, Lu Weiguo asked knowingly and said, "What are you doing here to find me?"

Lu Shiqi was stunned, reacted in a blink of an eye, and said: "I came here to want you to go to the wild with me to fly kites, it is windy today, you can't miss such a good weather." ”

Lu Weiguo nodded and said, "Okay, I want to play with you a little, but I just want to practice martial arts, and I can't get out." Now that the martial arts have been practiced, they are idle. Okay! Now we're here

Just go kite flying. ”

The summer days are unusually long, and the nights come slowly, which is a bit of an old man's staggering and slow.

In the wilderness of the countryside, the air is fresh, the wind is whistling, the flowers are rushing to open, the little bees are flapping their small wings and colorful butterflies are dotted around, the flowers and trees dance with the wind, the sky is clear, the birds are leisurely, and the distant mountains are silent.

Between heaven and earth, more than a dozen children are running in the wild, holding a line in their hands, their hearts rise and fall with the kite in the sky, they compete from time to time to see whose kite flies higher, who takes off faster, who can cut each other's kite string, talking and arguing with each other, no one lets anyone, all with excited and innocent smiles on their faces, shouting on their mouths, their hearts beating fast, and their eyes flashing.

Children's joy is as simple as that.

I don't know how long it took, but the twilight became heavier and heavier, and the sky became darker and darker, and there was no longer a single white cloud in sight.

At this time, the children have been tired and bored from playing, and two or three groups will go home one after another, and finally the wild will eventually become uninhabited, and slowly become quiet.

When Lu Weiguo took the kite and walked home with Lu Shiqi, not long after, Lu Shiqi inexplicably began to shout that he couldn't walk, maybe he was too crazy to play and run too crazy just now, so the two of them decided to find a place to rest first, and then go home after recovering their strength.

The two of them searched for a while, walked to a big tree, and sat unscrupulously on the dirt floor, next to a small forest, a gust of wind blew, and the sound of trees came from the forest.

Originally, Lu Weiguo planned to dance the "Flying Dragon Fairy Sword" to show the Yiren around him, but he had just learned it for a short time, and he was not very proficient, in case he was not careful in the process of dancing the sword, something went wrong, it would be a big shame, so he decided not to sacrifice ugliness. After a day or two, Lu Weiguo will dance the "Flying Dragon Fairy Sword" to a good degree, and then shine in front of Lu Shiqi.

Thinking about it like this, Lu Weiguo's mind soon appeared in his mind After he finished dancing the sword, Lu Shiqi, the beauty next to him, showed a warm smile like a spring breeze on his face, and at the same time clapped his hands and applauded, happy.

Lu Weiguo looked at Lu Shiqi intentionally or unintentionally, only to see that her eyes were slightly closed, the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted, and her face looked calm and quiet, as if she was enjoying the hug of the wind, and she didn't know what Lu Shiqi was thinking in her head.

Suddenly, a relatively strong wind blew over, pulling a few strands of Lu Shiqi's hair down in front of his forehead, Lu Shiqi opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and swept the hair in front of him back. This stretched out his hand, and in Lu Weiguo's eyes, it seemed that there were thousands of styles and thousands of rich appearances.

Lu Weiguo saw that the two of them were silent, and the atmosphere around him was too quiet, thinking that as a man, he should be more graceful and not snub Yiren, so he decided to find something to say, searched his brain for a while, and decided to tell Lu Shiqi about the legends of the past that his grandfather told him a few days ago, so as to relieve his boredom and pass the time.

Lu Weiguo faced Lu Shiqi, lowered his head slightly, and asked softly: "Lu Shiqi, do you want to hear stories? Can I tell you some stories? What my grandfather said to me is wonderful." ”

Lu Shiqi nodded, with a happy look on his face, this smile was like the winter sun, falling into Lu Weiguo's heart, making him feel comfortable and warm, and then said: "Okay, I like to listen to stories." ”

After speaking, Lu Shiqi turned his head to Lu Weiguo, and saw that Lu Weiguo was looking at himself in a daze at the moment, not responding to his words, and his heart was happy, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and his face flashed with a little joy, but all this was just a matter of moments, Lu Shiqi quickly became annoyed, patted Lu Weiguo, and said with slight annoyance: "What are you doing looking at me so stupidly, why don't you hurry up and tell me a story." Enchanted?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Shiqi held his face with both hands, looked at Lu Weiguo with his eyes, and listened carefully, looking like a loyal listener.

Lu Weiguo came back to his senses, his face was embarrassed, he smiled to hide his abrupt beauty, then cleared his throat, and then began to tell the story he heard from his grandfather.

Lu Weiguo is gifted and intelligent, his tone is clever, he speaks eloquently, he seems to be the same, his eyebrows are dancing, and the tone of his voice changes with the ups and downs of the story.

Lu Shiqi has lived in this poor Liupu Village since he was born, and has never traveled far away, coupled with his young age and little experience, when has he heard such a wonderful and moving and terrifying story? Lu Shiqi was attracted by the story told by Lu Weiguo for a while, looked at Lu Weiguo with glowing eyes, listened attentively, heard the highlights from time to time to clap his hands a few times, praised a few times, and showed a happy look on his face.

Seeing Lu Shiqi like this, Lu Weiguo was happy in his heart, and the whole person was full of energy, as if he had eaten some elixir, and after talking continuously for most of the hour, his throat did not feel dry, but the whole person was more energetic, so he had to continue speaking more excitedly.

Lu Weiguo and Lu Shiqi, one speaks and one listens, which is enough to bear, at this time, the two of them are so serious, so excited, so happy, so forgetful and indulged in the story, they don't know the passage of time, let alone what the world is.

The black became as heavy as the burden on the shoulders of the poor, and the bright moon slowly climbed into the sky from the side of the mountain, and the moonlight was intense, shining on Lu Weiguo and Lu Shiqi.

However, at this time, the two people under the moonlight, no matter what, could not have imagined that in the future life, this period of time will become a memory that fills the hearts of the two of them and is so thick that they can't be dissolved.

And the other party in the memory is the person he dreamed of late at night, the person he can't forget, and the mirage that he can't reach.

I don't know when, a few scattered stars rose in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, like the eyes of children, they are so naughty, so active, and at the moment they are quietly looking at these two idiots who forgot to go home in the moonlight.