Aomen willow · must be happy

"What kind of novelty is this?" Liu Zhuiying held a bamboo stick in his hand, on which was a sugar painting made with sugar.The painting is a little mouse with a nimble body, but the painting is chubby and cute.

"Your Highness, how come you haven't even seen a sugar painting?" Pang Xulin bent down behind the little mouse's buttocks, folded its small tail, put it in his mouth, licked the sugar that had melted on his hands, and said, "Sweet. I bought it from the market, specially for obedient children. Your Highness taste it, it will be good after it melts."

I don't know if it was because of the cold, Liu Zhuiying's ears turned red when she heard the phrase "obedient child", and she opened her mouth to sip the thin layer of candy.

So sweet.

In a blink of an eye, it is from March to April to the twelfth lunar month.Pang Xulin came up from the back hill to look for him every day, came in the morning, left at noon, and walked in the evening in the afternoon, every day. He would take Liu Zhuiying to see those willow trees—even though they were dry and scorched, Pang Xulin would also Tell him stories about the willows, and sometimes look at the newly grown spring grass, and look around the stump excitedly.

Liu Zhuiying just listened to his speech, and occasionally he held his hand to touch those flowers and plants.It was a wonderful feeling, I don't know if it was the wonderful feeling of life coming from his fingertips, or the feeling of warmth pouring into my heart when Pang Xulin held his hand.

These trees were burned down this year, but some will be replanted next year at the Liu family.Someone came up to the back mountain to see it. Fortunately, one tree survived in the original willow forest, so they can plant some more with the tree seeds.Liu Zhuiying was dragged by Pang Xulin to look at the willow tree. It was a very tall tree. Although the leaves had faded a lot, it still did not affect its twisted and crouching branches. Every tree pattern resembled this tree. The pulse of the tree is like the gurgling blood of people flowing under the bark.

That night Liu Zhuiying had another dream.

In the dream, he fell down and did not die, but a sapling grew in his atrium, and the sapling grew taller every time he breathed in, and finally grew up slowly, becoming the one he had seen in the day Like a big tree, the difference is that the tree in his dream has green leaves, which merge into a lush green shade, covering him under the roots of the tree.

And he closed his eyes, as if he would never wake up.

But he felt that this was a sweet dream.

He was woken up by Pang Xulin.

Liu Zhuying slowly opened his eyes, saw Pang Xulin standing in front of his bed, and asked in a daze, "Why is it so early today?" Usually Pang Xulin would come after his meal, but today he did not expect to come early.

Pang Xulin anxiously said: "Why so early, you slept until the sun was up, don't be caught by a nightmare."

Hearing this, Liu Zhuiying just woke up. After listening carefully, he heard raindrops pattering on the window. It turned out that it was raining outside. It was gloomy and there was not much light coming in through the window, so he didn't feel it, so he got up late. .The boy who delivered the breakfast was probably afraid of the slippery road because of the rain, so he didn't come up to call him.

"It's raining so heavily, what are you doing up here?" Liu Zhuiying got up, rubbed her head with some pain, and saw that Pang Xulin's clothes were soaked through, and his upper body was fine, so he must have come up with an umbrella.

"If I don't come up, you must have nothing to eat today." Pang Xulin set up tables and chairs at the side, opened the food box he brought, took out some vegetables and steamed buns from it, and said, "Come and eat quickly."

Liu Zhuiying got out of bed in a daze, and muttered: "If the food is not delivered every day, I don't need them to come." After speaking, he put on his coat, sat at the table, bit a steamed bun, let Pang Xulin also sat down to eat two bites.

Seeing his appearance, Pang Xulin smiled and said, "Why, I'm sleepy and drowsy, so I don't need your silver needle to try it out for eating?"

That silver needle was actually what Liu Zhuiying would take out every time he ate.He vaguely said: "I don't know whose hands the rice that was sent up has passed through. Too many people think I have died, so I tried to see if it was poisonous. The ones you bought are different. If you try it, there will be a gap." ?”

Pang Xulin said: "I'm not afraid of trying, you'd better give it a try. In case I'm not around someday..."

"Are you not here?" Liu Zhuiying regained consciousness: "When are you not here?"

Only then did he realize that Pang Xulin would leave him too.Yes, who will always be with him.He clenched his palms. He thought he could accept the fact a long time ago, but at this moment he couldn't hear that Pang Xulin would leave him.

I don’t know when he got used to it. He was used to someone coming to him every day, pulling him to tell stories, pulling him to touch the flowers and plants, bringing him something new from time to time, telling him something new... ...Liu Zhuiying's heart sank. Compared with Pang Xulin, except for his better background, he didn't know what was so good about him.What can he do like this.

Pang Xulin is the cloud and the moon in the sky, and he is the dust and mud in the world.

"You're making me unable to leave," Pang Xulin said while sitting beside Liu Zhuying, "I'll always be here, and you'll be here until the end."

There was another ripple in Liu Zhuiying's heart.He held the steamed bun blankly and looked at the immortal-like person next to him, he choked up again for a moment, he couldn't even eat the steamed bun in his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head to eat again.

Pang Xulin didn't know if he saw it, but when Liu Zhuiying lowered his head, a little sparkle flowed down his face, and quickly slipped into his mouth along with those thoughts, which were swallowed into Liu Zhuying's heart together.