Miss Qingan every year

Thousands of years are but a moment.

Now Mr. Xing often comes to drink tea with Qing An, and he doesn't know whether he is afraid that the man will be idle or something, every time he comes, it must be after dusk, and he only leaves the school at that time.

The same is true today.

The two poured a cup of clear water under the slanting sun, and sat outside the house to enjoy the scenery and chat.There is still a smear of red in the sky, even the white clouds are dyed a little red, and there seems to be a crescent moon rising vaguely, and the stars are dotted in the sky. It is dusk in summer, the weather is very good, the breeze is gentle, and the fragrance of flowers is light , I still heard the sound of cicadas chirping in my ears.

Qing An raised her hand to take off the white gauze, just as Xingjun raised her eyes and saw the light red scar on her right cheek.

"You...are you still considered ugly by others?" Xingjun asked suddenly.

Qing An raised his eyebrows, he thought about it carefully, except for those children who saw it many years ago, no one seems to have seen the scar on his face now.So, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Hmm..." Xing Jun nodded in reassurance. Just as he was putting down his cup, he suddenly remembered something, but he was hesitant to mention it to Qing An...

After all, it has been a thousand years, even though he was obsessed with the wolf a thousand years ago, but Bai Yuncanggou, now mentioning this matter again, I am afraid that he has already forgotten... Besides, he has never mentioned it to himself in these thousand years Le Wan.

That Xing Jun was hesitating at the moment, but Qing quietly looked at him for a long time, then smiled and said: "Xing Jun, what do you want to say?"

"Uh……"

Qing An continued to look at him with a slight smile.

After a while, Xing Jun finally said: "Le Wan...your monster apprentice...he has been reincarnated as a human now."

Le Wan... Qing An's heart trembled, and even the hand that was holding on to the clear water trembled slightly. He closed his eyes and sighed softly, but he couldn't help but recall the time long, long ago. For a moment, he suddenly felt his nose sore , the eye circles are getting red, and I feel like crying.

After a while, he choked up and said, "That, that's good..." At the end, he raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his eyes to look at the clear water in his hand, his eyes that seemed to be full of tears were reflected in the water. When it fell, a teardrop suddenly fell into the cup.

In the end, tears still flowed like rain.

"You..." Xing Jun was stunned, panicked for a while, this was the first time he saw him cry in many years.

Time flies, the memory that was hidden in the depths of time is suddenly brought up, but it is so at a loss.

He lowered his head and covered his eyes as he cried, he felt a slight coolness in his palms, and the clear tears flowed down his cheeks and fell to his lips, only tasted the saltiness.He didn't know that he had been crying for a long time, he only slowly put down his hands when he felt tired, but he never raised his head.

After a long time, he suddenly felt a weight on his head, he looked up in surprise, but saw Xing Jun raised his hand and patted his head.

"I'll take you to him tomorrow."

Qing An nodded in agreement, but saw that the circles of his eyes were still slightly red, and the tears on his face were still wet.

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The next night, Xing Jun took Qing An into a mansion quietly.Before entering the mansion, he specifically looked up at the black nanmu plaque hanging above the vermilion lacquered gate, but he saw the inscription on the nanmu plaque: Yuefu.

Then it passed through several corridors until it reached the deep courtyard of the mansion.Qing An and Xing Jun were outside the half-hidden room door, quietly poking their heads to look in. Inside, they saw a woman in brocade clothes holding a baby and singing in a low voice. After the laugh, the smile on his face deepened a bit.

Mr. Xing originally thought that he would take Qing An to have a look, but when he turned his face, he saw Qing An staring at the baby intently. It gradually became red, and Xingjun was at a loss for a moment, so he hurriedly pulled him away.

After leaving Yuefu, Xing Jun raised his hand and slapped Qing An on the head, and said helplessly, "Why are you crying?"

Qing An was embarrassed by the question, so she quickly lowered her head and clenched her fists and replied softly: "I, I didn't..." Her tone was very guilty.

It has been thousands of years... The wolf was alone in the Wangchuan River, watching everyone step on the Naihe Bridge again and again, drink one cup after another of Wangyousan, and after drinking, he can be reincarnated.But that wolf was the only one who waited in the Wangchuan River for thousands of years for him.

He treats him like this, how can he forget... just don't want to mention it...

There was a moment of silence between the two, and after a while, Xingjun said: "Go back."

He nodded and agreed: "Okay." Will this person bring himself here tomorrow?He thought wildly in his heart, but when he kept raising his eyes to Xing Jun, he couldn't ask a word.

The current self is really useless.

Later, Xing Jun did not accompany him back to the mountain hut, but left him where he was, and after saying goodbye to him, he just waved his sleeves, turned around and left.

In the quiet night of early summer, the breeze is very cool, the sound of insects is soft, and the sound of frogs starts from time to time.He stood in front of the vermilion lacquer gate with his hands behind his back, looked up at the word "Yuefu" on the nanmu plaque for a long time, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly, his heart trembled slightly, he felt a little uncomfortable, as if there was a thorn in the wood So uncomfortable in my heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he walked to the door as if he had let go of his worries, then moved his fingertips and turned his wrist—the next moment, he actually walked in through the door.

According to the memory just now, he could find the courtyard in a short time. After he stepped into the courtyard carefully, he saw that there were two little maids guarding the room at some point, but it was much easier to deal with those two little maids. But with a small method, it is enough to make them sleep until daytime.

Sure enough, as soon as the spell was cast, the two fell down.

Then he quietly stepped into the room. At this time, the candle was out, and he could only see the scene clearly according to the moonlight. After a while, he carried the baby out of the courtyard.

He hugged the small body with trembling hands, and looked at him carefully under the moonlight.He didn't know when he woke up, but he just looked into the man's eyes quietly, and he didn't cry or make a fuss, which was really strange.

"Le Wan, do you still remember being a teacher?" Qing An asked in a low voice, stroking the cinnabar at the corner of his eyes with her fingertips.

"There are bandit gentlemen, like gold like tin, like jade like jade... Le Wan, I miss you..." As soon as he finished speaking, his eye circles were already turning red, he lowered his head, and gently rubbed his thin lips Looking at the baby's delicate face.

He had thought about the reunion thousands of times, but he never expected such a reunion.For thousands of years, it seems that in the blink of an eye, the years are hazy, but you don't realize that the sea has become a mulberry field, you don't realize that the fallen flowers have become dust, you don't realize that the annual rings have formed several rings, and you do not realize that the loneliness has become thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, when he cried, the baby actually stretched out a chubby arm, and then suddenly tore off the white veil on his face, unexpectedly, the first thing he saw was the scar on his right cheek.

The baby seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into tears.

"You, don't cry..." Qing An was at a loss, afraid of waking Madam Liu who was still resting next door.

However, he couldn't stop his crying.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the door opening suddenly sounded, and Qing An was flustered for a moment, so he placed the baby carefully on the stone table, and then walked away in a hurry.

It's just that since that night, Qing An has never stepped into Yuefu again.

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