something wrong

Sang Zi sat in the rattan chair under the eaves and waited, not in a hurry.It just seemed that it was too quiet there, as if I was the only one in the garden.Unexpectedly, just as she was about to get up, she frowned when she heard the sound of things being knocked down in the study.

The door of the study room was opened, and Yan Qitong, who was supposed to be writing at the desk, stood there and asked expressionlessly, "Is there any medicine for burns?"

Sangzi's eyes fell on Yan Qitong's outstretched right hand.The smooth skin there has become red and swollen, but the fateful texture in the palm, like the mottled symbols on the back of a butterfly, has an illusion of distortion.

"There is a small golden box on the second floor of the medicine cabinet, go get it."

Although it was for someone with an injured hand to get the medicine, Yan Qitong didn't dare to say anything, and turned around and went into the pharmacy.

The medicine garden in Sangzi looks worthless from the outside, but the most precious place is in this humble pharmacy.It looks like a plain hut from the outside, but inside it is a world of digging.Above the ground is the pharmacy, with all kinds of colors; below the ground, there are four walls full of medicine buckets. You can't tell what kind of wood it is made of, but you can know that it is not corrupt all year round, and it is dry and dry, which is good for Tibetan medicine.

Going down to the second floor of the medicine cabinet, Yan Qitong found the small golden box.That's not just gold, it should be a medicine box made of pure gold.There is no trace of carving, just like a piece of gold that has been smelted, it is very luxurious but very low-key.

Taking the gold box and Yan Qitong back outside the house, Sangzi was still in the rattan chair. In fact, if she didn't have to, she could stay motionless for a whole day.But she is not the one she should be curious about, so Yan Qitong never asked her why she was so quiet, almost withdrawn.

Sang Zi opened the gold box.The medicine in the box was just ordinary burn ointment, which was packed in this box after it was adjusted.When she wiped the medicine on Yan Qitong's palm, she didn't speak.

Yan Qitong looked down and said, "Actually, I have forgotten how to write."

Sangzi raised her eyes: "Since you forget it, it's fine if you don't write it, why bother to harm yourself?"

"I didn't think about what to write at first, so I didn't take it seriously. When I actually wrote, I realized that my mind was blank." Yan Qitong looked at the crystals in his hands after the medicine was applied, and they were still cool. He probably knew this kind of writing. Even if it is true or false, it still works.

"You have already suffered from ailments after taking medicine indiscriminately. If you want to torment yourself, even if I have immortal skills, I can't save you." Sangzi smiled half-smile, "Could it be that you were fooled by that medicine?" He said, Pointing to the place for Yan Qitong to get the bandages, he helped her wrap her palms up again.

"I wanted to tell you directly that I really forgot how to write. But I was afraid that you would think I was making a fuss or playing some kind of conspiracy, so I was distracted and didn't check for a while, so the water got scalded."

"I'm not Baoqiao, what are you afraid of me for?" Sang Zi said.

Of course, Yan Qitong dare not say that sometimes she thinks she is much scarier than Baoqiao: "I have nowhere to write, and I am also afraid. If you don't mind, you can teach me."

Sangzi pursed her lips slightly and looked at her.Yan Qitong's eyes were full of sincerity and urgency, and he was holding the injured hand, which seemed a bit real.

"I don't have much time to teach you, the paper and pen are all there, you can think about it slowly." Sang Zi said, and nestled back into the wicker chair.

Since I have time to stay in the rattan chair and lose myself, how can I not have time to teach myself.Yan Qitong gritted her teeth, wondering if there was anything like calligraphy and copybooks in her bookcase.Before entering the study, Yan Qitong looked back at her.The afternoon sun was already very hot, and the eaves were actually wide enough to completely cover the sun, but Sang Zi seemed to have moved the wicker chair out, so that she was completely exposed to the sun.After this period of time, Yan Qitong knew that it had entered summer here, and the sun was not bad, but she was like this...

Yan Qitong took a second look before realizing that Sangzi seemed to be very afraid of the cold.Although he was in the rattan chair, he tilted his head slightly, basking in the sun as if in winter.Her complexion is not like people who often bask in the sun, it is always very white, under the scorching sun, it seems to be transparent, without a trace of heat, it seems that it is about to evaporate...

After waiting for two days, Yan Qitong finally saw Sangzi's true face—she thought, this should be true.

There was nothing special that day, but when the evening approached, Sangzi suddenly asked her: "What day is today?"

Yan Qitong was at a loss as to what day it was. Without a calendar, she didn't know the exact date at all, and could only vaguely judge it based on the waxing and waning of the moon.

"It seems to be fifteen in these two days."

Sangzi didn't speak, but Yan Qitong felt that her face was darkening, and she was going to be listless.

"Don't come to me tonight if you have nothing to do." Sangzi said, and immediately added, "Don't come to me if you have anything to do."

Yan Qitong immediately smelled something different, and after that, Sangzi stayed in her pharmacy and didn't come out until late at night.

It was a full moon that night.It is said that the moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, so Yan Qitong couldn't tell the exact date.

This was actually the first full moon she had seen since arriving here.

Sangzi didn't eat dinner, but Yan Qitong still kept her share. After he was full, he washed the bowl and wiped the table. These originally natural things once surprised Baoqiao.Thinking about it, Yan Qitong must have kept his fingers in the water, because his status is such a precious person.

When I walked outside the house, the moon was already hanging in the sky like a pearl, and the whole ground was bright and bright without any omission.She listened quietly, there was no movement in the pharmacy, because she remembered Sangzi's words, so she didn't go to see what happened, but just sat under the eaves, looking up at the Moon Palace in a daze.

As Sangzi said, there is only one moon in this world.From this point of view, it looks the same as what I saw at home, except for the second Chang'e, the second Wu Gang, the osmanthus tree, and even the white rabbit.

In such a bright and clean night, the surroundings are so eerily quiet.It seemed that she was the only one left on this rotating earth, extremely lonely.

"I want to go back." Yan Qitong muttered, "Even if it's not the same moon, I still have to go back. Even if the night is as noisy as the day, it's better than being so cold to death."

Yes, Yan Qitong stretched out his arms to hug himself, why is it so deserted in the summer night.She sat for a while, but couldn't stand her wandering figure, so she jumped up and went back to the house.

But it was still cold.There was only a thin quilt on Yan Qitong's bed. She covered her head to toe, but her teeth were still chattering, and she felt her heart tightening.After tossing and turning for a long time, Yan Qitong still couldn't take it anymore, and went outside again.Looking up at the bright moon, I am still satisfied, but the light that is scattered is like an unreal cold light, making the whole surroundings freeze and cold, as if covered with shallow frost.Yan Qitong walked around the yard twice, but the feeling still persisted. Only then did she finally realize that the coldness was not her illusion, nor was it the pain in her heart, but here——it was really cold.

This is too abnormal. How can there be the chilling meaning of severe winter in such a season?

What the hell is this place?Yan Qitong stood there desolately, wanting to ask, but didn't know who to ask.

Finally, Yan Qitong set his sights on the pharmacy with the door closed.

Every time he took a step towards the pharmacy, Yan Qitong felt that the ground was covered with a layer of snowflakes, and his feet slowly became cold and wet.She tried to take a deep breath, but no frost escaped from her mouth, but the cooling was real, and when she stood in front of the pharmacy, she didn't even have the courage to push open the door.

Sangzi had warned her not to fight.In fact, Yan Qitong doesn't want to be curious at all, but he is not sure what kind of world this is.

Gently put her hand on the door knocker, it seemed that it would be stuck immediately, Yan Qitong took a deep breath, and immediately felt cold, which made her clear for a moment.

But she gradually became a little confused again, because she stood in front of the pharmacy for a long time, although it was getting colder and colder, but she gradually lost her fear.It seems that this kind of situation has happened before, she has stayed in some extremely cloudy and cold place, so that she has a familiar feeling.

Something seemed to flash in her mind, so fast that Yan Qitong couldn't grasp it, she instinctively stretched out her hand, and finally pushed open the door of the pharmacy.

The door of the pharmacy was not locked from the inside, and I don't know if Sangzi believed her or what.

"Sangzi?"

Yan Qitong called softly and stepped in.

But she immediately gasped.

There is a wooden barrel in the center of the pharmacy, the water in it is unknown, and it is exuding a faint spicy smell.Sangzi's bare arms were hanging out of the barrel, her head rested limply on her left arm, her long hair half covered her lowered eyebrows, it was like a murder scene.

"Sangzi?!" Yan Qitong raised her voice and shouted again, but the other party still didn't answer, so she had to grit her teeth and walk forward.It's not that she has any other hesitation, but that the whole pharmacy exudes a strange aura. The closer you get to Sangzi, the colder the place is filled with the cold like the eighteenth floor of hell.

When he got to the bucket, Yan Qitong saw that Sangzi was lying naked in it, as if he was taking a hot bath, but he just fell asleep in the middle of it—if you ignore the smell and the icy coldness all over his body.

Yan Qitong stretched out his hand to push back the hair on Sangzi's forehead, and saw that her face seemed to be covered with hoarfrost, and the color of her lips had faded to nothing.Yan Qitong gasped for breath, then reached out tremblingly to Sangzi's nose.Fortunately, although it was very slow, there was still shallow breathing.

"Sangzi!"

Yan Qitong yelled again, and shook Sangzi's arm a few times, only to find that her skin was very stiff, and her skin was very stiff to the touch. In addition, she was still unresponsive, so Yan Qitong didn't dare to neglect, and immediately ran back to the study to cover herself. The thin quilt rolled over and helped Sangzi out of the bucket to wrap it around.

Just kidding, the only person she knew here was Sangzi. If something happened to Sangzi, she might have died tragically at the foot of the cliff when she left the mountain, if she hadn't starved to death in this garden.