Go home, no rain, no sunshine

The scholar never passed here again.

Qu'er said that he left the mountain village.

This time, I didn't ask Shan Jiang again.

Everything has nothing to do with me.

I am that spider who has no desires and desires, and the only emotional part has completely died with his departure.

Nothing can make my heart flutter.

I weave my web.

There is no time in the mountains, it is true for those scholars, and it is also true for a spider who is immersed in weaving a web.

However, due to the noisy blessing of Qu'er, I still know that half a year has passed.

The scholar has been gone for half a year.

I still can't help but think about him, and think about the tenderness that person once treated me, which finally turned into a twisted and disgusted face.

It turns out that my heart still hurts.

I weave my web.

It was another summer, the sun was scorching, and even Qu'er, who was full of energy on weekdays, didn't know where to hide from the cold. I lay on the branch and weaved the net again and again, drowsy.

When the darkness completely enveloped me, I slowly opened my eyes.

In fact, when that person appeared, I already knew it.

How could it not be felt?The figure that reappeared in my dreams, the figure that hurts when I think about it occasionally, the figure that once brought me countless good memories.

I don't know why the scholar came back and why he wanted to arrest me.

Is it to slay demons and eliminate demons?Or is it because of other reasons?

In fact, it doesn't matter anymore, no matter what the result is, it is a kind of relief to die at his hands.

Unexpectedly, the scholar just quietly hugged the vessel containing me, and then stood under the big tree and opened his mouth.

"I've been traveling for half a year."

It turned out that it was just a short journey, and it didn't mean that it was gone forever.

"I just need some time to think about it."

Think... what are you thinking about?

"I thought I could sort out my thoughts if I stayed away from you, but the further I went, the more confused I was.

Your figure always appears frequently, the more you are in the embrace of nature, the more lingering you are.Big trees, streams, mountain rain, night sky...you are everywhere.

I think I may have been poisoned by you.

The poison named 'Wanzhi'.

But it's very strange, I don't feel disgusted, I just have an urge to see you.

So I came back halfway. "

The vessel moved violently, and I struggled to get outside.

"I've thought about it a lot, and I think I probably like you a little too. It's the kind of love between husband and wife.

I think of when you said you liked me, and I think I broke your heart badly.

I don't know if you hate me, avoid me, don't want to listen to me - so I just put you in a jar so you have nowhere to go. "

The filaments protruded from my body, instantly became extremely sharp, and went in all directions.The vessel was broken into pieces from the inside out.

"Sure enough, I can't lock you up." The scholar sighed.

I turned into a human form, held back the trembling in my heart, and looked at him quietly.

"I am a spider."

"I know."

"I'm a goblin."

"You said so."

"I am male."

"I can see it."

The scholar smiled and groaned.

Enough, enough, I don't want to list all the barriers between us, I just want to hug him tightly and feel the embrace with the fragrance of ink, which is the taste of endless nostalgia in dreams.

In fact I did.

The scholar hugged me tightly.

"Okay, okay, I won't go anymore, there is plenty of time..."

The years in the mountains are quiet and good.

I just like to have an unexpected mountain rain, which makes passers-by wet.

Under the big tree next to the path, it became a temporary shelter from the rain.Occasionally, a spider that has been spinning a web for tens of millions of years will be welcomed, and there will be a sleepy scholar under the tree.

When the mountain rain gradually subsided and the breeze blew, the spider took the shape of a human and gently kissed the corner of the scholar's mouth.

The scholar woke up and smiled softly.

"We go home."

"it is good."

The two walked away.

"A Jing, I want to hear you sing."

"Okay, what do you want to hear..."

The clear voice of the scholar is accompanied by the fragrance of the grass after the rain.

"Go back, go back, no rain, no sunshine."

Only on this small road, it reverberates for a long, long time.

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