Go home, no rain, no sunshine

For me, incarnation is another novel experience.His whole body was numb, extremely itchy, and slightly stinging like being bitten by a mosquito, as if thousands of insects were wreaking havoc inside his body.In fact, it was almost the same, the whole body was gradually decomposed and swallowed by an invisible force, and flesh and blood grew from the place where it disappeared little by little.

This process seems to have only gone through for a moment, like a sleep, but it seems to have gone through more than ten years.It was only when my newborn feet stepped on the soft ground that the sun barely rose from the other side of the mountain.But one night.

I walked to the stream to see how I looked like an adult.

A slender figure was reflected on the water, about sixteen or seventeen years old.Long silver hair hanging down the ground, fair skin, slender eyes, light pink lips, and the down on the body turned into aqua blue loose clothes, making people more and more like fragile glass dolls, elegant and refined, But with a dream-like nothingness.It's just that because of the previous broken limb, there are still red scars on the left hand near the wrist.

I smiled slightly, and the corners of my mouth curled up looking at the figures in the water, like epiphyllum blooming in the night.

Comparable to that beautiful woman.

I am very satisfied.

"you……"

A voice came from behind me, and I immediately recognized it as a scholar.He doesn't need to go to school today, he probably has to go to the neighboring village again.

I turned my head slowly and gave him a bright smile.

This is the first time a scholar calls me. Although it is just a nickname, I am still full of joy.

The scholar was stunned for a moment, unable to recover.

I didn't bother him either, I just stood up straight and stood opposite him and looked at him quietly.The angle of seeing him during the transformation is completely different from that of the spider. Although I am still slightly shorter than him, I can still observe his face more clearly.Looking at it this way, his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and his lips seemed to be more resolute than usual, probably because of some exposure to the sun, his skin was slightly darker and exuded a healthy luster.

"I'm Wen Jing, Mr. Private School in Qishan Village. Which family are you from? What's your name? Why are you here?" The scholar—I still prefer to call him that, seems to have finally come to his senses and asked again and again. I have a few questions.

I am a self-born spider spirit, just here to take my transformed form.But it was impossible for me to tell him so, and I had to try to recall my name in a distant and vague memory--it was the only thing I could confess to him.

"...um...ah..." I tried to tell him my name, but something stuck in my throat, and there were a few vague pronunciations when I opened my mouth.No wonder, this is the first time I have spoken since I was born.

"You can't talk?" He asked me strangely.

I shook my head and nodded again.Wanting to explain, he opened his mouth but still made those few fragmentary syllables.It seems that I have to practice for a while to speak fluently.It's just that I can't tell him my name now, which makes me a little anxious.

"You can talk, but you can't talk now?" The scholar thought for a while and asked me again.

I nodded vigorously.

"Then can you write?"

I shook my head again, nodded again, then squatted down and began to write stroke by stroke with my fingers on the wet and sticky soil.I just copied the image and pronunciation of the name left to me by the "master" in my memory, but I didn't know how to read it myself.Therefore, the written characters are crooked and crooked, and it takes a while to distinguish clearly.

Even so, the scholar still recognized those two characters.

"Wanzhi... your name is Wanzhi?" The scholar read my name in a clear voice, knowing that it meant nothing, but his heart suddenly became full and filled with deep joy.

I looked up at him, the corners of my mouth were raised to the sides.

"It's a beautiful name. You don't seem to be a villager in this valley. Where is your home?" The scholar seemed very curious about where I came from, but it was impossible for me to tell him the truth.I bowed my head in silence.

"Oh... is that so, do you just want to tell me your name?" The scholar was a little disappointed.

I bowed my head and remained silent.The mountain wind in the morning brought a little coolness, and it blew across the path with some force, lifting my wide sleeves, revealing conspicuous scars.

The scholar seemed to understand something, and said with a relieved smile: "Forget it, you and I just met strangers, I was a little abrupt. But the morning in the mountains is colder, your clothes are a bit thin, you should go back quickly and add an extra coat Let's go." Then he turned and left.

I was a little anxious, I finally got to talk, how could it end like this.A thought flashed through my mind, and I hurriedly reached out to grab his robe.

"...What's the matter?" The scholar turned his head and looked at me puzzled.

I frantically gestured and said "Ah... ah..." monosyllable.

The scholar's confused eyes gradually became clear: "Do you want me to teach you how to speak and write?"

I nodded vigorously.

"But why don't you go to the private school? It's only a few steps away."

I am speechless.Why don't I want to go - but I can't explain where I come from, nor can I give a conclusion like other students.Because of fear and disappointment, my eyes gradually showed panic and helplessness.

The scholar was silent for a while, but he didn't know why he changed his mind, and he agreed with some helplessness: "Well, just because the private school is the most important thing, I can only teach you from sunset, okay? After finishing his speech, the scholar paused, and said again: "I have already made an appointment with my friend today, so let's start tomorrow. You can wait for me under that big tree, is it ok?"

As long as he agrees, no matter what he says, I will nod vigorously, not to mention that for a spider spirit who has nothing to do, there is nothing else to do except weave a web.

After his figure was gone, I realized that from tomorrow onwards, there will be an extra period of time alone with him in a day.This thought made my heart jump for joy, and I ran along the stream recklessly in a human form. When I got close to the mountain village, I saw people, I turned around and ran, and broke into a dense forest behind the big tree.Everything is so novel—not only because of experiencing it in human form, but also because for the first time in thousands of years, I am so excited that I am even willing to climb a tree to save a clumsy animal stuck in the thick treetops. Que'er, and I was so indifferent and without desires.

When my body became tired, I turned into a spider again, lying on the branch to weave my web, while looking at the end of the path, waiting for the scholar to return at sunset.

At sunset the next day, I turned into a human figure and waited quietly under the tree.Sure enough, the scholar kept his promise, and walked slowly from the mountain village in the afterglow of the setting sun, holding a small lantern in his hand.

"I guess you only want to study under this big tree. With this lantern, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to read clearly in the evening." The scholar smiled at me.

The scholar is indeed a conscientious private school teacher, he explained stroke by stroke very carefully, if he came across a word that I didn't understand, he simply held my hand and taught me to draw slowly.At this time, his chest was tightly pressed against my back, and the thin clothes could not stop the transfer of body temperature; his warm breath gently sprayed on my cheeks along with his words, and the black hair It hangs down on my shoulders, intertwined with the silver hair, showing a strange beauty under the candlelight.My heart was pounding, and a trace of nervousness turned into a blush that quietly stained my cheeks. I didn't notice it, but felt that the base of my ear was hot, but I didn't know the reason, and I didn't hate such a wonderful experience.

He often taught me for an hour, and sometimes when the mood came, he would lie with me on the soft grass, listening to the insects and frogs that were competing not far away, and reciting the long song with the sweet fragrance of the soil on his pillow. Long verses come.His voice was originally clear and clear, but it was also full of emotion, cadenced and ups and downs. When he opened his mouth, it was like playing melodious songs one after another, echoing on the path for a long time.

As time went by, I gradually became able to utter a single voice clearly, and finally called him one day—"Mr. Wen..." I still remember his extremely joyful appearance, and he praised me several times.

The speed of teaching accelerated, but he did not leave early.So I had more time to lie on the grass and talk about the bright moonlight and bright stars tonight; I heard him say that the parents in the mountain village had short stories, and told anecdotes and anecdotes.

This is a wonderful feeling, with another person's company, even if it is just lying quietly, the heart is very fulfilling.

A thought popped up vaguely and fermented in the bottom of my heart.

Want to be with him like this until the end of the world.

As the sun was about to set, I estimated that the time was almost up. I left the net that had been woven for thousands of years and turned into a human form and stood under the big tree to wait.

"Ah, how beautiful you look when you transform into a form. Why do you always turn into a spider? You are a spider spirit born from the sky and the earth, and you don't need to consume cultivation bases to change form..."

A small sparrow was flying back and forth beside me, chirping non-stop. What other people heard were just a few beautiful birdsong, but I was so anxious when I heard it, I secretly regretted what kind of madness I had before. saved him.

This sparrow——he said his name was Qu’er, was the one I rescued from the treetop that day when I transformed into a sparrow, but at that time he thanked me and flew away far away. Repaying my kindness, I circled around me all day long, but there was a lot of gossip, and the endless chatter made people irritated.

"If you open your mouth again, I'll throw you out!" I grabbed Qu'er and said coldly.

The little sparrow in his hand froze for a moment, as if he was frightened by my cold expression, but after being silent for a while, he continued to chatter: "What, why are you so serious. Besides, I know you are a good person. The kind of internal heat, you wouldn't do that..."

"You think too much." I interrupted him, grabbed his hand and raised it high, about to throw him forward.

A slightly hesitant voice interrupted me.

"Wanzhi... what are you doing...?" It was a scholar, standing on the path, looking at me with some doubts.

I suddenly remembered that time, he protected me who was amputated by Xiaoqing, and was angry at the sisters for wantonly harming innocent lives.

Did he think I was going to hurt the noisy sparrow in my hand?

"He is too noisy, throw him away." I explained lightly, and let go of the hand holding the sparrow.The sparrow circled in the air and landed on my shoulder again.

Probably because the sparrow's intimacy with me dispelled his doubts, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I thought..." But he didn't say any more.

He began to teach me to write new characters, which seemed to be just a small episode before.The sparrow circled around us a few more times, but finally felt embarrassed to disturb us, and flew away in a long distance.I breathed a sigh of relief.

With an hour left, he and I packed up the paper and ink, and lay coolly under the big tree.

The night is dense, the moonlight is bright and clear, and the stars are scattered all over, spreading to the surroundings, as if they will always cover the entire sky.The chirping of insects was accompanied by the sound of water flowing in the stream and river, and the dry evening wind blew over the cheeks with a little coolness. Tomorrow would probably be a fine day again.

I lay down with him speechless, but my heart was very quiet, with a feeling of peace of mind.I closed my eyes, feeling a little drowsy.

Unexpectedly, the scholar brought up the previous episode.

"I saw you holding the sparrow earlier... I thought you were going to hurt it." He said, I opened my eyes and turned to look at him.

He also turned to look at me, and asked me softly, "Wan Zhi, do you agree that all things are equal?"

I nodded. I was originally a spider spirit born from the heavens and the earth. Because I have no desires and desires, I am extremely indifferent to everything in the world.From this point of view, all things should be equal to me.

It's just that I didn't think about it. The man in front of me has already shown that my thoughts are contradictory. I care so much about this man. How can he be equal to everything else in the world because of his importance in my heart?

My answer brought a happy smile to his face, but then it was a bit bitter: "But many people look at me with strange eyes, they say I'm crazy."

He turned his head away, crossed his hands under his head, and looked at the night sky with blurred eyes, as if caught in some memory.

"I grew up in a remote mountain village in the north. Wild wolves often invaded the village. They took away chickens and ducks, and sometimes ate people. When I was a child, I was playing late and came home late. I met a wild wolf with a chicken in its mouth. , but still looked at me greedily. I was terrified and could only watch it rush towards me."

He narrated quietly, as if he was speaking to me, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

"I thought I was going to die, but something jumped out from the side suddenly, bit off a piece of the wild wolf's fur, and knocked the wolf to the other side. I saw it clearly, it was my family's Cai."

"Ah Cai is a dog raised by my family. It is huge, but it is mostly fat and not good-looking. It was abandoned at the entrance of the village. I brought it home on a whim when I was a child."

"I'm not a conscientious owner. I often forget to feed it when I'm reading, and sometimes I kick it a few times when I'm bored. It doesn't bark at me, but just looks at me quietly. I feel underestimated and angry. Scold it: 'No prospect!'."

"That day, Ah Cai was probably waiting for me at the intersection—it always did that when I came home late, so he rescued me from the wolf's mouth in time. It stood in front of me, without the cowardice it had before , Grinning his teeth and showing a hostile look, the wild wolf on the opposite side did not dare to act rashly."

"The confrontation lasted for about an hour. The wild wolf picked up the chicken that fell on the ground and ran away. I finally realized that I was holding Ah Cai and crying loudly. The crying alarmed the villagers who got up early. I was taken go home."

"I took good care of Ah Cai after that, and I didn't kick him anymore. Although he still looked lazy, I felt warm in my heart: when I was in danger, it was this Ah Cai who saved me .”

"But one day when I came home from the academy, I found that Ah Cai was gone. I searched all over the village in a hurry, but I couldn't find it. I sat in the courtyard in a daze, and the son of the village chief came with a sack. He said, "Your dog, you said you beat wild wolves, and it clearly couldn't even hold a small stone." Inside the sack was Ah Cai, who was covered in blood, and he was already dead."

"I can't imagine how Ah Cai was helplessly tortured by these demons, and could only die in constant pain. I beat him like a madman, and ran after him throughout the village. But even if I beat him to death —Ah Cai won’t come back either.”

There was an incomparable sadness in his voice, and the deep helplessness made him look like a fragile child.

"Why wantonly harm innocent lives? Why do people have the right to decide the life and death of other animals? Even a spider may be very important to someone..."

I didn't say anything, just approached him slowly and hugged his head.

The wide sleeves that covered his face seemed to be soaked by something, and they were all wet.