A certain attack stole the cabbage from Tiandi's house

On September [-]th of the fifth year of Yuan Cheng, the last quarter moon was half hidden among the clouds.A gust of wind blew by, and the magnolia branches in the backyard swayed, casting a whirling shadow on the closed rosewood carved window lattice.

Li Xuehan pushed open the door, seeing the afterglow of the setting sun in front of her eyes. Looking back, the dormitory behind her was blurred like splashed ink, turning into a small bookstore.The books on the desk in the back are neatly stacked, two stacks of books at the same height as the desk are tied on the wooden floor in front of the desk, and a pile of crumpled and messy rice paper in a gray cloth bag is placed on the stool beside it.

This is Li Xuehan's dream.Li Xuehan, who fell into the dream for the third time, had gradually gotten used to it and did not feel dizzy.

There is a tall eight-story bookcase in front of the windows on all four sides of the house. The densely packed books block the sunlight outside the house. The bookcase at the back is hidden under the shadow of the bookcase, and it is very dim. Only the place in front of the door has enough light.

A young man in gray came in from outside the house, sat in front of the desk near the door, picked up a brush, and wrote on the rice paper on the desk. There was a book next to the rice paper. Copy the article on the website.The afterglow outside the house shone in, casting a shallow shadow on the pen tip with ink, making the good handwriting seem to touch the soul.

Seeing Li Xuehan approaching, the young man raised his head and glanced at him, and said puzzledly: "Why don't you copy? It's dark and you can't finish copying, so don't even think about going home."

Li Xuehan froze for a moment, pointed at herself, and asked, "Can you see me?"

The young man laughed "heh" and said, "Why are you still in the mood to joke around here?" Pointing to the outside of the house with a brush, "Look, the sun is almost setting. Go and copy yours."

Li Xuehan looked in the direction pointed by the pen tip, and in the empty front yard, there were several teenagers walking towards the gate of the academy in groups, with relaxed smiles on their faces.Maybe it's after class, and the pace is very cheerful.

The students here are all wearing white robes with black borders, their black hair is coiled up high, tied with a black hair rope, and they carry a square bamboo bag on their backs. A small wooden handle is exposed, which should be an oil-paper umbrella to prevent rain.Looking from a distance, white clothes, white shoes, black-headed ropes, and white schoolbags are neatly arranged.

For some reason, Li Xuehan felt a little envious.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a brown robe came out from the school on the left, and shouted: "Li Xuehan!" Follow the eyes of the middle-aged man to see who made the master angry.

Li Xuehan felt those eyes focused on him, they could all see him.Li Xuehan felt a little happy that she was no longer a transparent person.

Seeing Li Xuehan standing there giggling, the master plucked up his dantian and shouted again: "Li Xuehan!!"

The surrounding students quickened their pace and ran out of the academy, lest the innocent be angered.Li Xuehan looked over, nodded slightly and saluted, and the master continued to shout: "Why are you still standing there being lazy?! Have you finished copying the books?! If you can't finish copying, you are not allowed to go back tonight! Hurry up and copy!"

Li Xuehan nodded, turned around, but didn't know which was his seat, so he could only look at the handwriting from table to table, and finally found that the innermost desk was his seat, which was his first seat just now. As far as I can see, the books are very neat, but the surrounding books are piled up like a mountain.

The seat was not very brightly lit, Li Xuehan took a fire pocket and wanted to light the candle next to the brush holder, but was stopped by the boy in gray who got up to clear the seat.The boy in gray is named Gao Zimo, he is the son of the teacher Gao Xiang just now, and he usually helps his father to copy some poems and articles needed between classes.

The name Gao Zimo reminded Li Xuehan of Gao Zile, and he immediately felt a little familiar.At first I wanted to ask if Gao Zimo was Gao Zile's relative, but then I thought, this is Taozhou, which is very far away from Gao Zile's hometown Hezhou, so it should be impossible to have any relationship with Gao Zile.

Gao Zimo packed up the book case, and before leaving, he said: "Dean Tao does not allow anyone to light candles in the book pavilion. If it accidentally catches fire, you can't afford it." After closing the carved door on one side, he said, "Before you leave. Remember to close the door."

Li Xuehan nodded and said, "Yes, I see. Brother Gao, go slowly."

Li Xuehan is responsible for copying these beautiful poems left by the poets of the previous dynasty. There are words marked by his master himself, and there are notes on related words and sentences. Li Xuehan has learned a lot of new words and sentences. There is nothing wrong with dropping out of Tao Academy to copy books and work.Copying books can increase knowledge and make money to support the family, which is really good.

Li Xuehan is happy to experience a life that she has forgotten in her dreams.

After copying the poems and annotations on the table, it was already the branches of the moon, Li Xuehan picked up the wooden staff next to the desk, closed the door of the bookstore, and prepared to go home.

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Li Xuehan didn't have time to react, and directly knelt on the side of the street in front of Tao Academy Academy.Li Xuehan blinked her eyes, feeling extremely surprised at her current pair of legs that could only walk ten steps.During the days when he was looking for Gao Zile in the palace, Li Xuehan carefully counted how far he could walk. After counting for a few days, the result was [-] steps. If he walked more than [-] steps, he would definitely kneel down.But in the dream, Li Xuehan could only walk ten steps, which made him feel unbelievable. He looked at the contemptuous glances of passers-by at a loss, and someone even threw a copper coin by his leg, which made him feel unbelievable. as a beggar.

As the night deepened, Li Xuehan rubbed her legs that had regained consciousness, and staggered to her feet on crutches.At this time, he finally understood the importance of crutches.

The Tao Family Academy stands along the river, under the embankment, a small boat with a red lantern hanging on it slowly passed through the half-moon-shaped hole under the stone bridge.The old woman who was originally sitting on the stone bench under the big tree by the side of the stone bridge also leaned on her crutches and staggered away.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and the shops along the riverside closed one after another, leaving only two red lanterns at the entrance dimly lit.Li Xuehan stood quietly under the big tree beside the stone bridge, because he had already taken the ninth step to this point, and if he took another step, he was afraid that he would not be able to support himself and fell to his knees.

The crescent moon is reflected on the surface of the sparkling river. I don’t know who walked on the stone bridge. The lantern in his hand and the white clothes in his hand melted into the hazy moonlight of the river.Li Xuehan looked up at the white figure striding towards him above the stone bridge, with long black hair fluttering gently, his fierce and handsome appearance was so permeating in the dark night.But Li Xuehan didn't feel scared, on the contrary, she was very happy. After taking a step, her legs immediately went limp.At the moment when his knees were about to touch the ground, a pair of hands firmly supported him, and the person in front of him bent slightly, wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged him firmly.

The sudden and unprepared Li Xuehan's subconscious reaction was to hook his neck, and the leaves above his head floated down and landed on his fair neck. Li Xuehan blinked and immediately withdrew his hand.His hands were frozen in mid-air and he didn't know where to put them. Just as he was hesitating, he pushed his hands around his waist and hugged him up. Li Xuehan put his arms around his neck again, and said helplessly: "Brother Ling... ...I...I can go by myself..."

A smile flashed across Nangong Ling's eyes, he carried him onto the stone bridge, and said leisurely: "Anyway, it's just a dream, so it's okay to hug him."

Li Xuehan looked at him with slightly lowered head, pursed her lips, turned her head slightly to one side, inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pedestrian on the street far away, and whispered: "This...is not good for people to see."

Nangong Ling smiled slightly and said, "They can't see me."

Li Xuehan's eyes widened, a little surprised.When he himself was a transparent person before, Nangong Ling was also a transparent person. Why he can be seen now, but Nangong Ling cannot be seen, which makes him feel a little strange.He also looked at the patched white clothes on his body, thinking about what to think if a passer-by saw a person in white clothes floating above the stone bridge in the middle of the night, it would not be good to scare people into a heart attack.

Sure enough, the unlucky passerby in the distance saw a person in white floating down from the stone bridge, thought he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and immediately passed out.Li Xuehan turned her head to look blankly, and murmured: "He... fainted..."

Nangong Ling walked and said, "This is just a dream. Except for us, everything else is an illusion, lifeless."

Turning the corner into the woods, the road ahead was pitch black, Li Xuehan lowered her head slightly, unconsciously clenched her arms even tighter, and said in a low voice, "It's not a dream, it shouldn't scare people, a life without life is also a life..." There was an owl above his head After yelling a few times, Li Xuehan was startled and hung her head, not daring to speak.

The river flows slowly by the edge of the woods, and the endless sounds of insects and the sound of fish swimming in the water clearly float into my ears.Nangong Ling looked at Li Xuehan's frightened look with his head down, and guessed that he might be afraid of the dark. He pulled out one hand from his waist, and his slender fingers moved slightly, not knowing what he was calling for.

Faint spots of light sprang out from the woods on both sides, passed through the grassland, and floated across the river bank, dotted with the boundless night.

Feeling the dim light, Li Xuehan raised his head and saw a shining firefly flying in front of him, more and more, more and more, swarming around the bodies of the two, illuminating the long forest path.Looking from a distance, it seems that a river of twinkling stars has fallen, dispelling the dark night.

Nangong Ling put the raised hand on Li Xuehan's back lightly, raised his eyes and asked, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

Li Xuehan felt that after walking for so long, Nangong Ling held him for so long, his hands should be sore, so he said: "I... let's go by myself..."

Nangong Ling didn't intend to put him down, but hugged him even tighter, saying, "From now on, I will be your leg."

Li Xuehan's arms around his neck trembled slightly. Under the light of tens of thousands of fireflies, the path by the river was like a dream, like walking on the Milky Way, and like entering a strange time and space, so novel.

Listening to the phrase "I am your leg", Li Xuehan felt a little nervous, and pursed her lips for a long time, not daring to look at Nangong Ling's face.Fireflies were flying in front of him, and Li Xuehan said in a mosquito-like voice: "Why..." They had only known each other for a few days, and they were in a dream again. Looking thousands of miles away, he didn't understand why Nangong Ling suddenly had such a big change towards him.

The sound of cicadas is clear and pleasing to the ear, as if trying to wake up the sleeping night.Nangong Ling said: "Without you, I would be a cripple now."

The surroundings seem to be quiet, everything is still, like a painting to be completed.Li Xuehan looked at Nangong Ling, not knowing what he meant by this sentence, nor did he know what relationship they had before, let alone why Nangong Ling would become disabled without him.Nangong Lingyou's black eyes clearly reflected Li Xuehan's face, Li Xuehan slowly looked away and asked, "This...why?"

A firefly landed on the withered yellow grass rope of Li Xuehan's hair. Nangong Ling gently pushed it away with his slender fingers and said, "If you don't remember the past, I will just remember it."

Nangong Ling didn't explain what it was, and Li Xuehan didn't ask, after all, he had forgotten about the past, maybe they really knew each other before.Since God intends to let Li Xuehan live in the past in the dream, then live in the dream for a while, and remember the person in the dream.

The fireflies followed all the way, walked out of the woods, and there was a scattered village in front of them.There is a small village opposite the village, separated by a small stream. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Li Xuehan told Nangong Ling to put himself down so as not to scare people into fainting again.

A woman in her twenties ran out of the small hut on the left. She called Li Xuehan to stop in the yard, then picked up a wooden basin from the side of the hut, walked to the edge of the fence, and said, "Xuehan, this is Your godmother asked me to give it to you, and your godmother hasn't come home yet, so I told you to wash these clothes before going back."

A red lantern was hung on a pillar in front of the door, and the clothes in the basin were the same as Li Xuehan's, mourning clothes with holes and patches.One can imagine how poor the Zhong family is now.

The Liangliang stream flows. This place is farther away from the village and closer to the mountain. You can clearly see the red lanterns hung by the residents on the mountain flickering behind the swaying branches and leaves.Li Xuehan squatted by the stream to wash clothes with a small broken washboard, remembering seeing himself squatting by the dark river when he was a child waiting for Zhong Xia to take him home, Li Xuehan looked up at the side Nangong Ling felt warm in his heart.

It was the first time Li Xuehan felt that the night was so beautiful as the fireflies flew over the water.

Nangong Ling picked up the washed clothes in the basin, looked at them for a long time, awkwardly kneaded a large pile of clothes, and squeezed the excess water from the clothes.After washing the clothes, Li Xuehan glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Ling, I'll be fine."

Nangong Ling stretched out his hand to him, Li Xuehan's legs were a little numb from squatting, and he couldn't stand still for a while, so he threw himself into his arms, and Nangong Ling took advantage of the situation to hug him.The clothes in his hands wet the robes on Nangong Ling's back, Li Xuehan stood up quickly, and said, "Holding... sorry, sorry..." Wringing the clothes in his hands, he took the clothes in Nangong Ling's hands, Put them one by one into the wooden basin, picked up the wooden basin, and said, "It's time to go back."

Nangong Ling nodded and picked him up.Li Xuehan stared at him with wide eyes, and then looked at the distant village full of lanterns, and said, "Brother Ling, I... can walk by myself."

Nangong Ling said: "I said, from now on, I will be your leg."