Unspeakable and strange

They walked for a while, and Hu Feihuan pointed him to the right way, and told him that he would hide here in the near future, and if something happened, he would give out a signal, and he would appear, just to avoid Qin Hongfeng's eyes and ears.Yan Ning nodded in agreement, and the two parted ways.

By the time Yan Ning returned to the house along the way, the sun was already setting and the sky was burning with clouds.

When he entered the room, there were porridge and side dishes on the table, covered with a vegetable basket.Obviously reserved for him.

Shaoan was sitting on a small bench and was peeling bamboo with a knife, while Shaobai had just come out of the kitchen, wiping his hands with a cloth towel.

Yan Ning took a cursory look, but there was no trace of Qin Hongfeng: "Where did he go?"

Shaobai quickly understood who he was referring to: "Master has gone to Kunshan."

"What to do?"

Shaobai frowned: "Why do you ask so many questions?"

Shaobai didn't trust Yan Ning, but the master repeatedly told them to keep Yan Ning and entertain them well. Although he was suspicious, he could only think that the master had other plans.

He saw that Yan Ning was dirty, and he didn't know where he went; "What did you go out for?"

Yan Ning looked at him, pursed her thin lips, her face was stiff, and she didn't say a word.

Seeing that he didn't respond to his question, Shaobai was also a little unhappy.

Just thinking about it, Yan Ning pointed to the food on the table and said, "Don't bother to prepare these for me in the future, I'll just pick some wild fruits and eat them myself."

"It's just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, it doesn't get in the way."

Yan Ning shook her head, "I can't eat these."

"What?" Shaobai was puzzled.

Yan Ning thought about it for a while, but didn't think about how to explain it.On the contrary, Shaoan threw the knife on the ground, walked over and pulled Shaobai's sleeve, and said loudly: "Since he doesn't appreciate it, why are you still sticking to him to give him food? It's best not to eat, we also There is no idle rice to raise."

Yan Ning knew that he had misunderstood, but she didn't have much to say, so she went to the guest room where she stayed overnight.

"Hold on."

He turned his head and threw a cloth package into his arms.

Shaoan folded his hands on his chest, and said in a nasty voice, "The clothes the master bought for you. Look at how dirty you are."

Yan Ning grabbed the package, thanked her in a low voice, and went back to her room.

The guest room faces south, and the furnishings in the room are simple. There is only a bed, a stand for the washbasin, a wooden cabinet for stacking things on the bed, and a small window beside the bed to see the outside scenery.

He put the package on the bed and untied the cloth knot. Inside was a narrow-sleeved gown with green lake water, embroidered with undulating cloud patterns, and the material was fine brocade. Yan Ning took off her dirty clothes and put it on, the size was the same Difference.

He looked up and down, took it off again, and held it in his arms.The brand-new fabric is smooth and soft, as light as if nothing is on it.He hugged the clothes and touched them, and liked them very much. He was a little happy but also a little uneasy, as if he had snatched something that didn't belong to him.

After hesitating for a while, he put the clothes back on the bed.

Wearing unlined clothes, I went to the stream behind the house to draw water to wash my clothes and dry them.

The sun set early in the mountains, and Yan Ning fell asleep early. The quilt smelled damp and musty, and the bed was hard. Several night owls flapped their wings and flew around outside the house, making calls. Yan Ning turned over, Thinking of what happened during the day again, I couldn't sleep well.After tossing until midnight, I fell asleep late.

Dimly, he saw a peach-colored obscurity, and the smoke was rising. His body was suspended in mid-air lightly, unable to touch the ground.As if a pair of invisible hands pushed him forward, he stumbled forward and fell into the crimson mist.

He covered his eyes in fright, thinking he was going to fall.

But a low laugh was heard.

The pain of waiting did not come, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a huge courtyard. In the middle were several luxuriant peach trees with draped branches and leaves. There was a small pond beside it. The water surface was covered with green lotus leaf pavilions. Layered, as wonderful as nature.In the corner of the wall, there are purple lilacs, Dianzhou white tea, and several bright yellow peonies poking out of the wall.

Not far in front of him, there was a man in white with untied long hair and a folding fan lightly pressed against his lips. His brows were picturesque, and his muscles and bones were like jade, reflecting the glowing peach blossoms all over the tree.

Behind him is a majestic palace with sloping eaves and hooked corners, glazed tiles, and bright yellow pillars, revealing a majestic and solemn royal aura.The wind blows the fluttering peach petals to the distance, and a few fallen leaves hover against the ground in circles.The man's clothes fluttered and he stood sideways, as if he was an immortal.

Yan Ning was in a trance, his heart skipped a beat, he didn't know where he had seen such a good-looking person, and he fell into a dream.

The man turned around and saw him, his brows and eyes were bent, showing a gentle smile.

Yan Ning was surprised, it was Qin Hongfeng.But I also feel that he is different from what I saw before, younger, and the eyes looking at me are indescribably gentle and affectionate, which makes people happy.

"You say it's not good here, but I don't think so. Will I live here from now on?"

Yan Ning was a little frightened, not knowing who he was talking to,

He opened his eyes in bewilderment, and after waiting for a while, Qin Hongfeng continued speaking on his own, as if performing a one-man show that no one would respond to.

"So this is where you live? It's so beautiful, how about I visit you often in the future?"

As soon as he said this, he seemed to be scolded by someone, he pursed his lips unhappily, and tapped his forehead with his fan bone: "I overstepped, I should call you Your Highness."

After this sentence, he didn't speak for a long time, his expression was focused, as if he was listening to someone.

Slowly, he clasped his hands and said softly: "As long as His Highness trusts you, what can't be done?"

He said: "Don't be afraid, since I promised you, I will help you wholeheartedly."

He said: "When the mundane things are over, you also have to remember what you promised me."

Only now did Yan Ning understand that this was not his dream, but that he broke into someone else's memory.

He was a little uncomfortable, feeling like he was spying on someone else's privacy.I tried to speak to remind, but found that I couldn't make any sound.He was startled, and just as he was about to move forward, he found that his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he couldn't move a step. He struggled hard, but he couldn't move an inch even though he was panting.

When he raised his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed like a revolving lantern.

The stars change, and the flowers in the courtyard bloom and fall.

He watched Qin Hongfeng talking to the air alone, sometimes he responded with a slight smile, sometimes he frowned and said nothing, most of the time he was always pointing something, and occasionally he would argue with others, Ruyu's face became angry, cheeky The bones were stained with a touch of crimson.

He sometimes sits at the stone table under the peach tree and makes tea. There are always two sets of tea sets on the table. Sometimes he plays half-game chess with others, holding a white jade chess piece between his slender fingers. Sometimes he just sits and practices calligraphy. , writing and drawing, every time there is a finished product, he will happily turn his head and comment on it with the people around him.His life is very regular, starting at Yin hour and sleeping at Hai hour.Occasionally, he would make wine with the flowers of the four seasons, and the wine jar was buried under the third peach tree. Jinghong, like a wandering dragon, the sword in his hand is full of light.

Time flies, and Qin Hongfeng will leave from time to time, and the time of disappearing is getting longer and longer.

For a long time, Qin Hongfeng did not appear again.Yan Ning had been waiting for him. If he didn't come, Yan Ning could only stare at the huge courtyard, counting the raindrops dripping from the eaves of the wall.There should be someone to take care of it. The clumsy handyman will drop a few flower bones when passing by the corner, and will make a trail when walking on the grass. The fish in the pond are fed regularly, and they grow The branches will also be cut by someone, but Yanning can't see these people, she can only look at the changing flowers and plants, and feel bored after watching for a long time.

Gradually, Yanning found that they didn't come here often.The yard began to become barren, the flowers and plants were left unattended, most of them withered, green algae gradually spread on the pond, and several koi carps that had been raised had also died, and the corpses were rotting at the bottom of the pond. The grass has grown to cover the stone bench.

Another spring came, and the courtyard was already luxuriant, with only a few peach trees left. Although no one took care of them, they were full of vigor.When the flowers bloom, they are still overlapping, and they are so dense that they cover the trunk.Seeing this, Yan Ning was also refreshed. He expected that if Qin Hongfeng came back and saw this scene, he would also like it.He always thought that the flowering period would be longer, and the flowering would be more prosperous, so that it would last until the day Qin Hongfeng came back.

There was a heavy rain one night, and the peach blossoms on the tree were hit by the rain and fell down. Yan Ning was so anxious all night that she hated that she couldn't move and stepped forward to cover the rain.Fortunately, when it rained and cleared the next day, although the ground was full of residual red, the flowers on the branches were still dense, and the peach blossoms and rain made it even more charming.He fell in love with Ye Yu last night again, thinking how happy Qin Hongfeng would be if he came here today.

It's just that he waited and waited until the last peach blossom on the last peach tree had fallen, but he couldn't wait for that person.

He looked at the withered peach blossom, and his heart sank.Even some resentment.

Qin Hongfeng only appeared when Yanning thought that this place would be completely abandoned.

He lost a lot of weight, and the white clothes looked a little too big for him. When he walked, his feet were fluffy, and his robes were fluttering, as if they would be blown away by the wind at any time.He walked around along the courtyard wall, brushing his fingers over the bricks, sometimes stopping for a while, touching the old branches, sometimes looking up at the sky, as if he was listening to something, and then stood in the middle of the courtyard for a while , fixedly looking at an empty place.

The figure is lonely and lonely.

Yan Ning thought that during Qin Hongfeng's absence, some great event must have happened to make him look like this.

"You have been watching for so long, why don't you come over?"

When Yan Ning heard what he said, she thought she had heard wrong.But Qin Hongfeng suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes as deep as ink were facing where he was standing.

His eyes were cold and his expression was dull, as if he was not the same person who lived in the courtyard before.

Yan Ning opened her eyes wide, opened her mouth subconsciously, and unexpectedly found that she was able to make a sound.He tried to move his feet again, without any hindrance, the power that controlled him before had disappeared, and he could move his body freely.

Yan Ning turned her head and glanced behind her to make sure there was nothing behind her.

When he turned around, Qin Hongfeng had already extended a hand to him.

With the palm facing up, the fingers are slightly bent, the nails are round, nice and clean, and the eyes looking at Yan Ning have softened.

"Come here." He said softly.

"Can you see me?" Yan Ning probed.

Qin Hongfeng smiled and said, "Come to me."

As if bewitched by something, Yan Ning involuntarily stretched out her hand to respond and walked towards him.

He took two steps forward, and his heart became lighter, and his steps became faster.Maybe it was the first time he was allowed to participate in this man's life after watching him for so long,

When he was about to touch Qin Hongfeng's outstretched hand, a strange gust of wind rose from nowhere.

The flowers and trees all over the yard trembled, the flowers and leaves were blown away from the branches by the wind, and flew into a vortex, blowing between the two of them, mixed with sand and gravel, pushing Yan Ning back.Yan Ning was blinded by the wind, and his robe rolled up and rolled up, but he still tried to move forward, reached over the wind wall, and the edge of the petals became as sharp as a knife blade, cutting a line on the back of his hand in an instant. mouth.He couldn't dodge, and retracted his hand in pain. He watched helplessly as the whirlwind formed by the petals separated a wall of wind between them.

The wind was blowing stronger and stronger, bringing black smoke from nowhere.Yan Ning smelled a choking smell, the gray smoke dazzled his eyes, stimulated the lacrimal glands, felt the burning sensation, and tears fell down uncontrollably.For a while, it became difficult to even see Qin Hongfeng's appearance clearly.

In the blurred field of vision, Qin Hongfeng had withdrawn his hand and turned around again, as if he didn't care about Yan Ning anymore. He looked up at the line of sky exposed outside the high courtyard wall, and his figure became farther and farther away , more and more blurred, almost disappearing.

Yan Ning called Qin Hongfeng's name aloud, a little anxious, regardless of the wind that cut people like steel knives, she opened her legs and wanted to chase after him, but her feet felt as if she was stepping on cotton, limp and powerless.And the vortex formed by the petals is getting closer and closer to him until it wraps his whole body in it...

More stop leaking, the millet is cooked and the yellow beam is cooked.

Yan Ning woke up from the dream with her arms around the quilt.His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his back was wet with sweat.

The moonlight shone in from the window, bright and bright, and the surroundings were bright and pale.

He opened his eyes empty, as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, and he no longer felt sleepy.

He raised his hand and touched his cheeks, which were already wet.