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Chapter 4 The Wishing Tree and the Maiden
Qing Ti, who returned to the garden, was a little insomnia, and looked at the rising crescent moonlight, which looked very much like that person's eyebrows and eyes.

"The moonlight tonight is so beautiful." Qing Ti couldn't help feeling emotional, and couldn't help thinking about that person.

In May of 240 in Sisena, the early summer in Winterfell was a bit windy, and the Albizia juliensis had just sprouted buds on the branches. The girl stood under the tree with her head up, watching the sun pass through the branches, mottled. Sprinkle on the ground.

Qingti sat on the branch, looking at the girl under the tree with great interest.

For three months, the girl came to the tree at noon every day and stayed there for a long time without saying a word.Occasionally, there was a low sobbing sound from the messy hair.

"Hey, what's your name?" Qingti plucked an acacia flower, jumped off the branch, and asked tentatively.

The girl didn't answer him, but raised her head and looked at him.The eyes met, and those clear eyes that were full of tears were as dark as the night dotted with stars.

She could actually see herself.

Qingti was excited, her heart was beating thumpingly.His brain was thinking about what he could say, and he spoke incoherently: "Why are you always alone? You haven't answered me what your name is."

He liked those eyes so much, but they were red and swollen, as if they had cried many times.

Qingti handed over the flower, and the girl stretched out her hand and held it in her hand.Those hands were covered with tiny bruises, as if they had just been severely beaten with something long and thin, and they were covered with scabs of blood.

Qingti felt a little uncomfortable, handed her a handkerchief, and asked her softly: "Why do you come here every day, is someone bullying you?"

"No, I accidentally dropped it myself."

This was the first time that person spoke to him, thinking of this, Qing Ti unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth.It doesn't seem like a good memory, but he's happy.

On that day—the day when the Albizia julibrissin bloomed for the first time, he mustered up the courage to go up and talk to that human being.This was the first time he talked to a human being, even if it was a little awkward, he was still very happy.

At noon the next day, that person came again.Qingti sat on the branch, watching the people under the tree dealing with the purple scars on the arms and legs, he couldn't help asking: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." The girl lowered her head, did not look at him directly, and did not explain.

Qingti didn't ask her any more questions, they just kept silent and sat quietly.

For five consecutive days, that person would come every day, with scars all over his body, just like that, without saying a word, in a daze under the tree.

Qingti began to be a little curious.He took a lot of willow sticks, braided them into hair, and put them on his head. He suddenly jumped in front of the man with a serious face, and said in a low voice: "Good human being, you can tell me if you have something on your mind. I am a fairy. I planted the acacia tree, and everyone knows it is a wishing tree."

"How can a fairy say that he is a fairy?" The girl laughed when she saw his strange appearance.

"It's the first time I've seen you smile."

Qingti handed her her hand and pulled her to stand up.

"But I seem to have heard my grandfather say that it is a wishing tree."

Qingti took the branch off her head and echoed: "It's true, you have to trust your grandpa, he won't lie to you, of course, you also have to trust me."

"Thank you for comforting me, but I want to be alone for a while."

"Well, then I'm leaving. If you need help, you can find me under the tree. My name is Qingti."

Qingti turned around, he hid himself in the grass not far away, secretly watching the movement here.

After a long time, he heard the man standing under the tree put his hands together and said slowly: "I have no other wish. I just want my mother to touch my head, hug me, and stop hitting me." , even if it’s a little less than a kitten or a puppy.”

The tone of the person who said this was sincere and serious, which made people feel pity. The thin figure wrapped in a loose skirt stood in the wind like falling petals.

There was a heavy rain that night, and the rain washed every corner of the city. As a tree spirit, Qingti was naturally very happy about the rain.

But after that night, that person did not appear again for several days.Qingti feels that the time seems to be stretched.

Bored, he leaned on the trunk and played with his own leaves, thinking in his heart, it would be great if there was a wishing tree in this world.If there is, he also wants to make a wish.

If possible, he would like to have a human body, he would like to hug, talk, eat all kinds of food like a human being, and go to many cities Thinking so, Qingti fell asleep drowsily .

When he woke up again, it was still late at night, and he heard small human voices under the tree.

"Why doesn't my mother like me? Why, everyone doesn't like me?" The girl curled up and leaned against the tree trunk, and said in a clear voice, "If there is an afterlife, I really want to be a tree."

"What good is a tree?"

The girl raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw that familiar face with boredom written all over it.

"What's wrong with a tree? You can bask in the sun and get wet in the rain. You don't need to please anyone. You are lonely and free."

"Trees are not free at all, they can only stay in the same place, can't see different scenery, can't hug, can't eat human food, can't talk, just stand, every day. Being a tree is boring, You'd better get another one."

"I almost thought you were a tree." The girl laughed, "You are really special, different from anyone I've ever known, thank you for comforting me."

"Small matter, after all you are the first person to talk to me." Qingti handed her a hand and pulled the girl up.

"where is your family?"

"I don't have a family." Qingti leaned against the tree trunk and said calmly.

"How can anyone have no family? Are you an orphan?" The girl asked in a puzzled whisper, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to poke you in pain."

"I already said I'm a fairy." Qingti waved her hands indifferently, jumped onto the tree trunk, and shouted to the girl, "Have you ever seen someone who can fly?"

The girl giggled and replied to him: "You are the first."

Qingti handed the girl a hand, lifted the girl onto the branch, and said excitedly, "Have you ever sat on a tree and watched the moonlight?"

"I can't climb trees, this is the first time."

"Then forget about the unhappy things, calm down, and you will see the stars all over the sky, and they are shining brightly in distant places."

"Yeah." The girl didn't speak anymore, but just quietly looked at the night.

After that night, Qingti hasn't seen that person for a long time.

When I saw that human being again, it was already the time when Qingti could go a little further by relying on her phantom.Albizia julibrissin is blooming enthusiastically on the branches, and the fluffy pink flowers are dancing against the wind.

As night fell, he couldn't remember how many blocks he had walked, and where he had gone. He only remembered that when he passed by a house, he saw a dying human being crawling at the door, wearing thin clothes, covered in scars, unconscious. Fuzzy, repeated in the mouth: "Mom, please stop beating, please."

That was the person he wanted to see every day.

Qingti's heart seemed to be twisted.He picked up the girl on his back and walked towards his garden.

"Hey, can you still hear me?" Qingti asked tentatively.

No one responded.

So Qingti stopped talking and just walked back.

The moonlight was very clear that day, and when the girl woke up, it was already dawn.Leaning against the tree trunk, she opened her red and swollen eyes.

The familiar face in front of her made the girl's inner defense collapse instantly, and she knew that it was this person who saved her.

"Are you awake?" Qingti handed her a leaf with a handful of clear water on it.

"En." The girl responded to him, took the leaves and drank them all in one gulp.

"I'm sorry I lied to you, there is no wishing tree in this world."

"Ok, I know."

Endless silence spread in the night.

After a long time, the girl's intermittent crying came out, and then gradually turned into bitter crying. The crying echoed shrillly throughout the garden in the suburbs.

For the first time, Qingti felt the embrace of a human being.

The man's head rested on his chest, and her hands clutched his pink and white shirt tightly, crying like a child.

And he just stood there blankly, bewildered.

It turns out that hugging is such a sad thing.

It turns out that not all hugs are warm.Her tears were bitingly cold.

(End of this chapter)