Crossing the Sixers

That night, An Lie did not go back to the small villa to sleep.

Xu Jian waited anxiously for a long time, and finally confirmed that An Lie would not come to his room.He jumped out of the window and peeked at the next door by the half-person high wall.Bricks, wood, and stones were piled high on the originally flat open space.An Lie turned into a unicorn and lay on a big rock, seemingly asleep.

The Yihe tribe fell into darkness.On a starless and moonless night, the only sound in the huge tribal colony is the sound of insects one after another.A group of small things resembling fireflies lightly circled the red leaf tree for half a circle, twisted and turned into a band of light, and disappeared into the distance.The cool wind blows over the cheeks, bringing fresh air.

This is the pure breath and tranquility that they cannot feel on earth.

A red leaf fell leisurely and hit Xu Jian's head.Xu Jian was startled, he sat down in the middle of the flowerpot, hurriedly got up, and heaved a sigh of relief.The flowers and plants planted by An Lie were not damaged.After a day and a night of growth, the pot of ugly weeds became much more pleasing to the eye. The leaves were thin and long, somewhat resembling Lycoris safflower, which is the rumored Bianhua "Manjusawa".

Xu Jian was in a daze when a hand suddenly reached out to lift him up from the ground.

At some point, An Lie jumped onto the balcony and changed back into a human form.

"Ajian... It's time to go to bed." An Lie said sullenly, and let go of his hand.

He knew I was peeking at him, but pretended not to know?Xu Jian's heart was sour, and he wanted to pour out the backlog of words. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.What else can I say?Talking too much will only turn into more tears in the future.

They will be separated after all.

Xu Jian subconsciously didn't think about it - what if he could never go back to Earth again in this life?

An Lie leaned on the wall and was about to jump down, Xu Jian couldn't help but give him a hand: "Where did you find... this potted flower? Did you find it according to the pictures in Xiaobaitu's album?"

An Lie turned back and smiled: "There is a picture in Ah Jian's notebook, which looks very similar to this kind of grass... this kind of flower. I thought you would like it, Ah Jian."

But when he got the grass back, Xu Jian didn't take a second look.

Xu Jian suddenly remembered that when he first came to the Yihe tribe, Bai Yufei seemed bored and drew many kinds of flowers. He was so bored that he said that he loved the mysterious and poignant beauty of the Bianhua flower the most in his life, and even drew a picture of the Bianhua flower in his notebook with a pencil. sketch.He had long forgotten that little picture, but he never expected that An Lie could remember it so clearly just by looking at it with his head...

An Lie finally climbed down the red leaf tree.Xu Jian returned to the room and lay on his side on the bed, curled up without moving for a long time.It took him a long time to fall into a deep sleep, but he had a very long and very clear dream.

He dreamed that they all returned to the earth and continued their previous lives. Everything on this planet, including the Yihe tribe, Dosen tribe, Chisha tribe, Qilin, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku Sula, and the little baby Su Meng, seemed to have never appeared. In their minds... He also dreamed that the Yihe tribe was as peaceful as ever, the small villa was gradually decaying in the wind, rain, frost and snow, and a small house was built next door.An Lie often turns into a unicorn and jumps from the roof of his house to the open-air balcony of the small villa, and then sits there, letting the red leaves fall all over his body. The old man can no longer become a unicorn, so he has to climb up and down the red leaf tree...

Xu Jian dreamed that the aging An Lie fell from the red leaf tree and landed in his yard. He was dying.

Xu Jian woke up crying.

He wiped away his tears, but the tears grew more violent.

At the same time, in the Dothan tribe, Wu Yannan and Yunzai were nesting in a tent, sitting on animal skin mattresses, wrapped in sheets cut from the same cloth, and leaning closely on each other.

Under the dim yellow grease lamp chandelier, Wu Yannan nestled cross-legged in Yun's arms, his palms were wrapped in his palms, and the two of them were holding the same charcoal stick and writing on the smooth wooden board.

"The cloud is here." "Wu Yannan."

Wu Yannan muttered non-stop, moving the fist holding the pen, allowing Yunzai to slowly feel each stroke.

"The Dothan tribe has no characters. I don't know how to write your name. But according to the homonym of the earth tribe, this is your name."

"nice."

Wu Yannan couldn't help laughing, and nodded: "But your writing is too ugly, it doesn't deserve such a good meaning at all."

Yun Zai was puzzled: "What does it imply?"

Wu Yannan turned her face to the side, looking at Yun Zai's beautiful side face, she couldn't help but blush.No matter how many times you look at it, this person's appearance is amazing, and his eyes are even more involuntarily addicted.

"There are clouds, that is... when it is sunny, the white clouds float slowly in the sky..."

"I like it. What about your name?"

Wu Yannan fell silent suddenly, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

Yannan, Yan in the south of the Yangtze River, is a gentle and affectionate scene.His mother was naturally romantic, so she chose such a poetic name for him who was born in the south of the Yangtze River, hoping that he would become a gentle and kind person.But now, Yan is not in the south of the Yangtze River, or even on the earth, and I don't know when he will return to his homeland.

Yun Zai threw down the charcoal stick, hugged him tightly from behind, crossed his arms across his chest, and kissed him on the cheek with his face turned sideways, with a slightly nervous expression.

Yun Zai was afraid of Xiao Wu who showed such an expression.At this time, Xiao Wu was thinking about his earth tribe, and Xiao Wu would always forget him when he was homesick.

"You are mine...Xiao Wu can't leave me..." Yun Zai murmured, with a bit of pleading in his voice, "If I can't find you, I will go crazy."

Wu Yannan laughed.Wu Yannan believed this.Yun Zai's heartbeat passed from his back, driving his heartbeat.Only in Yunzai's arms can Wu Yannan feel that he is a person with a heartbeat and full of vitality.

He has never loved his life so much, and he has never been so full of yearning for the future.

"I love you..." Wu Yannan turned around, put his arms around Yunzai's waist, and whispered softly in his arms, "I love you, Yunzai..."

What's the matter if Yan is not in the south?My peace of mind is my hometown.

What responded to him was Yun hugging even harder.

Wu Yannan entered the dreamland with a smile, and the moment before he fell into the dream, he seemed to hear Yun talking about "God Worship Day and Couple Day".In his dream, there were no god-days or wedding days.He only dreamed of a prairie swaying in the wind, and the weeds covered their waists.He and Yun stood side by side holding hands, looking ahead.In front are Boss, Xiaobai, Murong, Gao Shuai and Xu Jian.The five of them were wearing the clothes they had when they came to this world, and they waved to him and Yun Zai while turning their heads, gradually their faces became blurred...

Wu Yannan seemed to hear the figure of a child sounding beside him, as if calling him "Dad", and a small hand tugged at the corner of his clothes.

When he woke up, he was alone on the mattress in the tent, and there were no children around him.

Wu Yannan felt lost.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and Yunzai walked in holding a long spike of pale yellow flowers.His long hair was curled up with a wooden hair crown, and he was wearing a light cotton robe with his back to the sun, like a romantic and suave figure in ancient times.

Wu Yannan sat up, cupped her face to Yun Zai in a nympho—how could this person be so good-looking!In your previous life, you were the Qinglong Shangxian in Chinese mythology, right? !

"Don't be in a daze, it's time to wash and eat!" Yun Zai casually put the flower spikes on the quilt, leaned over and kissed Wu Yannan.

This mouthful was extremely long, so long that he couldn't control himself.

But when he opened his eyes accidentally, he found that Wu Yannan was running away, and his eyes were still looking at the flower spike in his hand.Yunzai was so discouraged that he had no choice but to bite Wu Yannan on the lips as punishment.

"Could it be that my kiss is not as good as a flower?" Yun Zai was very aggrieved, and if he knew it earlier, he would throw away this unnamed flower!

Wu Yannan licked his mouth, stretched out his hands excitedly and pinched Yun Zai's shoulders, his eyes sparkled—"What kind of flower! This is an ear of rice! It's rice—where did you find it? Show me quickly." look!"

"Anan cut it to feed fat-eared beasts and pigs. I thought it looked good, so I pulled out one and played with it...Rice, do you think this is what can produce rice?"

Wu Yannan went crazy!

Anan caught a few piglets to raise them earlier, and boasted that his piglets grow faster than others.No wonder it grows so fast!This pig eats rice!They eat all the rice that people can't eat, can it not grow? !How many ears of rice did Anan cut to feed the pigs?

"... Dozens of bundles? When I first found this piece of grass, it was still green, and it was so big! My piglets like to eat it, so I come to cut a bundle every day——the leaves turn yellow and they like to eat more , so I cut two bundles every day... What's the matter, Xiao Wu, are you going to cry?"

Looking at the few acres of short rice stubble by the Yi River, and the rice field with less than a few square meters left, Wu Yannan not only wanted to cry, but also wanted to kneel down to Anan.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yannan pointed at the paddy field with only a few square meters left with trembling arms, and said to Yunzai, "Cut it off and bring it back to the tribe...we just hope that this little rice will become a big rice-producing tribe. The tribes have competed!"