Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other Chapter 30: (Second!)

At dusk, the river flows like a mirror.

When I looked up, the world was shrouded in this faint twilight.

I lay on the light boat, let the river wind drift without controlling the paddle, and listened to fisherman songs and sang in the evening.

I don't know where Song Langsheng can go after leaving the Princess Mansion, or what he is doing right now.

On that day, I thought that after he left, I would stay in the mansion facing the empty house, and heal my heartache for three years and five years. It was a dark future.

After thinking about it for a night after returning to the house, I left a letter from my father, saying that he wanted to broaden his knowledge. When it was dawn, he slipped out of the city gate and rode a fast horse all the way to the south.

Fortunately, I saw green shadows and green cliffs, flowers like brocade, and encountered many people and things. The gloom at the beginning gradually dissipated the vast world. Looking back on the past, from time to time, I have a glimpse of the past, and I am open-minded. Clear... illusion.

Okay. In fact, in the early morning, I was still sighing at the wonderful meaning of taking a step back and opening the sky, turning my head and fighting for a long time with a young couple by the river for a rare fish.

The so-called taking a step back and opening up the sky is naturally taking a step back from others and opening up one's own sky.

However, the young couple were local villagers, and more importantly, I lost the priority of women because of the men's attire, so the fish was still grabbed by others.

The fisherman apologized a little and gave me two herrings. Although he was a little unwilling, I still accepted the love because the fisherman was young and harmless and asked Ying to grill the fish himself.

It was night. I was sitting in front of the fire on the bank, eating wine and fish while admiring the moonlit night on the spring river. I was not sitting beside a handsome consort but a village fisherman. This scene was full of loneliness and sadness.

When the wine was drunk, the young fisherman suddenly said, "Is it possible that my little brother is drinking too much?"

I was lazy to pay attention to him, but I heard him say again: "Drinking hurts my health."

I said: "You are such a person that you help the couple buy fish, and strangers drink alcohol. You are really a lot of nosy."

The young fisherman looked at me with some embarrassment, and I said drunkenly: "Not to mention that some people are stupid enough to buy a fish for a penny, I was originally the first, but you As soon as she saw that the little lady was pregnant, she changed her mouth, not because of the flood of kindness or why..."

I vaguely heard someone shouting "Song Langsheng..." on the bank of the river. I was shocked and suddenly got up and looked at it. When I saw it again, it was just a girl running towards the boy, calling "Song Lang". .

I sat back down and continued drinking, staring at the fire where the fish was grilling in a daze. The smoke from the cooking was full of Song Langsheng.

The young fisherman next to me pulled me out again and said, "It's so close to the fire that the smoke has tears in my eyes."

I wiped the tears from my eyes with my hands: "I was crying, not for smoking."

The young fisherman was completely stunned, apparently not thinking that a big man would say something like "I'm crying" to another big man when he was drunk, he stammered: "Cry... boys don't have tears. Flick, you..."

I simply tore off my beard, untied my hair tie, and let my black hair loose in the wind: "Can I have tears now?"

I think I was so drunk that night that I didn't remember what I said later, when I got back to the inn and how and what happened.

It's just that when I regained consciousness, I felt the bed squeak and shake and my body vibrated uncontrollably. When I opened my eyes, everything was irreversible.

Oh, maybe the above sentence is ambiguous, but I mean...

There is an earthquake.

The hangover made me sluggish, the walls of the house collapsed in a blink of an eye, I couldn't avoid it, the falling beams and pillars smashed my legs, and the pain accompanied by the crumbling of bones made my mind go blank.

In the palace, I often heard hundreds of officials talk about natural disasters and disasters, and those in the upper positions have always fought their hearts and minds, and until this time... they felt powerless.

On the verge of life and death, many people flashed through my mind, the eldest brother who went away after the father and the queen, the younger brother of the prince, and... the concubine who was in my heart. No, he is no longer my concubine. At this moment, I don't know where to go to the end of the world. I will die soon. If he knows, will he be sad for me?

At the critical moment, a man suddenly rushed in from outside the door and kicked the pillar that was pressing on my leg. He carried me and jumped out of the window. When he landed, he looked back and saw the building collapsed into ruins in an instant. Until the heaven and earth returned to a dead silence, the fear in my heart remained unresolved for a long time.

The severe pain in my leg made me want to cry. I endured it and raised my head. Only then did I see that the person who saved me from the crisis was the young fisherman who drank with me last night. I looked at me suspiciously. He didn't understand why this guy who met by chance gave his life to save me. It's just that before I could ask the question, my consciousness gradually pulled away, and I said, "Save the people to the end, send the Buddha to the Xiherring brother" before fainting with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, this coma lasted for three days and three nights. When I woke up, I opened my eyes and the first person I saw was a middle-aged woman, plain in Tsing Yi, looked at me with a somewhat arrogant expression and said, "If you don't wake up again, I won't wake up in this lifetime."

Later, I learned that this woman's name was Lin Danqing, and the people in the town called her Qing Yu.

He came from the Medicine King Valley in Linchuan a few years ago, and has the medical skills to bring the dead back to life. However, the medical ethics are not good. Even if the patient who seeks a medical treatment is terminally ill and died in front of her house, it would be delusional if he does not have enough money to ask for a diagnosis.

I'm wondering, let alone Princess Yujian, the silver taels I carry are buried in the ground together, how could such a mercenary aunt let me consult in her estate?

Qinggu didn't answer, she just said that you should thank the little brother well, if it wasn't for him to deliver it in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep my leg.

Is it him?

Brother Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the room with a worried face. He sat down and comforted me and said how good Qinggu's medical skills are. I should be able to get out of bed and walk within a hundred days. I hope I don't have to worry. Staying here during this period of time is enough to recuperate.

I only really looked at him this time, and found that he had a clear and beautiful face, and his smile was very gentle. I asked: "How did you persuade Qing Gu to save me?"

He shook his head and said, "I just promised her to treat me."

"Cure?"

"I had a strange disease. Qing Gu had previously discovered that she wanted to heal me, but I refused. On the condition that I heal your leg, I agreed."

I was silent and said, "The disease that can make people like Qinggu curious, I think it is not an ordinary disease."

Brother Qingyu smiled and said nothing, and I said again: "And the reason you refused before was because the risk of treatment is greater than that of death?"

Brother Qingyu shrugged, "Since I've done it, I won't think about it anymore, why should the girl think so much?"

"Why?"

"Huh?"

I let out a long sigh and asked, "Why do you have to risk saving me? Why would you rather do something you didn't want to do in order to have someone treat me? We are strangers, and we can't even talk about a chance encounter. ."

Brother Qingyu was silent, his expression soft and quiet, "Can't you remember what happened that night?"

Drink that night? what happened?

I tried hard to recall, but my mind was blank: "I just remember that I was drunk, and when I woke up, there was an earthquake in the sky..."

Brother Herring was amused by my appearance: "Girl Bingxue is smart, and the reason can be guessed sooner or later."

He didn't want to say it, so I didn't ask, "I still don't know what your name is."

"I don't have a name."

“?”

"Someone rescued me from a coma by the river bank a few months ago. When I woke up, I forgot my name."

"...So it was..."

So, I don't know what to say.

I reluctantly gave him a smile, and he left to do his own business. I went back to lying on the bed alone, looking at the ceiling, and then I recalled from time to time that my life during that time was actually quite difficult.

Living in the villages and towns after the disaster, sleeping on a hard bed, my whole body hurts, and the broken leg often wakes me up, who I finally fell asleep in pain. I don't know what the chirping of flying insects is outside the window. That feeling is really a bitterness that I can't let go of no matter how many times I cry.

It wasn't until that night that I realized my vulnerability. I thought I understood a lot of truth and saw through a lot of calculations. I was immersed in the world of love and couldn't extricate myself. Thinking that I could wait for my big brother for so many years, I always came first. I was moved by myself, thinking that I had suffered so many grievances for my concubine, and I had long blamed him thousands of times in my heart. So when I learned that he was going to poison me, I really thought about dying, but I didn't understand, I wasn't even afraid of death, why would I cry for such a small pain?

In the night when I was thinking about tossing and turning, I would occasionally hear the sound of the flute playing. I don't know who was playing, but the sound of the flute was soothing and beautiful.

The plague is rampant after the natural disaster.

I heard that a few doctors sent by the government had contracted the plague and died without prescribing a prescription. It can be seen that the plague was so fierce that it was beyond the ability of doctors in small towns to deal with it.

Before the imperial doctor from the capital came, the government tried to prevent anyone from escaping the disaster and affected the villages and towns. wait to die.

If Brother Herring had not taken me out of the village to the nearby town earlier, I would have died of illness if I hadn't been crushed to death.

Of course, there are countless people who have stepped on the threshold in front of Qinggu's door, and the official and county magistrate personally visit her, but she is turned away.

She's busy working on a cure for Brother Herring.

My leg bone was broken so badly, I was lying on the bed all day and couldn't move. Qing Gu was a taciturn person, except when it was time to change the medicine, she would personally replace it for me, and spent the rest of the time in the pharmacy. fiddle with something. As for Brother Herring, the medicine has not yet been made. He should be busy with what he should do. When it comes to dinner time, he will consciously bring fish and vegetables to make a few light snacks and bring them to me. Seeing that I am in a panic, remember to bring me two books. , I once teased him and said, "Look at you being so attentive and considerate, how happy your future wife is."

After speaking, he blushed like a persimmon, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

When I was bored, I would guess about Brother Herring's life experience, "I think... people like you in stories are usually big devils. Originally, they were powerful and murdered countless people. You slowly regained your memory, felt guilty for what you had done, and finally became a famous hero after helping more people with your own skills."

Brother Qingyu laughed: "Why didn't the devil kill the whole village?"

I said: "There are so many bad things in life, if the writer of the story can't convey hope, what fun will the reader of the story have?"

Brother Qingyu's smile is full of kindness: "Since the girl thinks so, don't use alcohol to relieve your worries in the future."

I said: "You are really strange. You always call me girls before girls and girls after girls. Don't you ever wonder who my name is and where does my family live?"

Brother Qingyu turned around a bit cramped to clean up the dishes, and after I fed him again, he turned around and said calmly, "What's the problem if you don't know the name? Wait for the girl's leg injury to heal in two months. Are you going to leave here?"

I froze, "So?"

Brother Qingyu shrugged and smiled and said, "So, let's not ask. I still have something to do, girl, please rest."

As soon as he walked out the door, Aunt Qing walked out from the door next door, holding the bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other, looking at him with a mocking smile, then looked at me again, shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk, one will kill you. Don't say it, a person who pretends to be stupid to the end, hey, young man..."

I looked at Brother Qingyu's retreating back, thinking about Aunt Qing's words, and couldn't help but ponder.

After that day, I never saw Brother Herring again.

At first, I thought he was delaying something, and I didn't want to go down like this for half a month without seeing him.

I asked Qinggu many times, but she didn't answer me. She found an old lady to cook and clean for us, so she still buried herself in the pharmacy and stayed at home.

In the days without Brother Herring, I didn't read books during the day, and I didn't have the sound of the flute to accompany my dreams at night. Only then did I realize that although he is a tepid person, he is quite easy to make people feel dependent, so there is no shadow. To go without a trace, the stillness is very uncomfortable.

The days are getting warmer, and the flowers and plants in Qinggu's courtyard are blooming very happily, especially the sunflowers. The breeze blows through the flowers and the warm sun shines, so that when Brother Herring reappears, the whole person is filled with flowers and colors. of bling.

At that time, I was staggering in the courtyard on crutches. When he appeared so suddenly, I almost fell. When he saw this, he hurried forward to help him. Stopped, he couldn't help laughing, he couldn't help but raise his mouth when he got up in embarrassment.

He said he had been out fishing for more than half a month.

The harvest was huge, and I wanted to buy deep-sea cod that I didn't have at that time, and I made a whole fish feast for Qing Gu and I to eat in the next few days.

I looked at his face and asked, "Why do you look so bad?"

Brother Herring looked away and said, "I'm seasick, just wait two days."

"..." Fisherman seasick?

Brother Qingyu's complexion took a full ten years to see a slight improvement. He saw that I was asking for warmth every day, and he finally couldn't help but say, "I'm really fine, but I just feel the cold occasionally."

I am worried: "Now that the plague is raging, will you be infected?"

Brother Qingyu said: "I'm very touched that you care about me so much, but..."

I interrupted: "If you are infected with the plague, don't get too close to me, I am weak and afraid of being infected..."

Brother Herring: "..."

Of course what I said was a joke, but Brother Herring smiled reluctantly that day. I didn't ask the reason. Although we didn't know each other very well, silence had already become our tacit understanding.

When I heard the sound of the xiao again that night, I lay on the bed and struggled for a long time. Finally, I got up and dressed. I limped along the sound with crutches. As expected, I sat on the stone steps under the moonlight and played the flute quietly. It was Brother Herring.

He stopped when he heard the sound of the crutches and looked back at me. I turned around and said with a smile: "Qing Gu's medical skills are really amazing, you see, I can go out for a walk in only two months. Oh, what a coincidence."

Brother Qingyu nodded slightly and said softly, "Yes, what a coincidence."

I sat down beside him, picked up his bamboo flute and looked at it, "I'm still thinking, it turns out that you played the good flute sound during this time, eh, what song is it?"

Brother Qingyu smiled slightly: "I don't know either, but I just pick up the flute by accident and blow it."

I played with the bamboo flute and said, "Such an inconspicuous broken flute can make you play a master-level flute. Do you think you were a musician before?"

Brother Herring was amused by me.

I went on to say, "Well, I'll buy you a jade flute when my legs are healed. Maybe I'll be able to make a sound from you and be around for three days?"

Brother Qingyu didn't smile again this time. He raised his eyes and glanced at the moon in the sky: "Tomorrow I will go to sea again, and the return date is uncertain. The girl won't have to wait for a month to heal her leg injury, right?" He looked To me, "Go home early, stop wandering around in a girl's house and worry about your parents."

The wind was very warm, and it tickled my forehead. I nodded and smiled insincerely, "Well, it shouldn't be."

Brother Qingyu stood up and said gently: "It's late at night, it's time to rest, I'll take you back."

He didn't say anything until he took me back to the gate of Qinggu's house. When we parted, I clearly saw what he wanted to say, and clearly saw something flashing in his eyes, but it was gone before I could catch it.

I recalled what the fisherman I met on the side of the road a few days ago who was fishing with Brother Herring said to me: "He? He sold the boat long ago, so how could he go out to sea with us, don't talk about the sea, Yesterday I asked him to help me, but he couldn't even pull the fishing net, hey, how did it become like that in less than two months?"

Two months since he saved me.

When I put the quilt back on, I told myself over and over again, don't think about anything, there's no problem, I'll just leave when my wife recovers from her leg injury.

Falling into a dream soon after closing my eyes.

It was Song Langsheng and the woman who was drunk by the river that night.

The woman untied the hair tie in one hand, held the jug in the other, and said to the fisherman who was trying to prevent her from continuing to drink: "I, the person I liked since I was a child, the person I have liked for seven years. ..." choked, laughed, but tears flowed down, "My husband, in the birthday feast I prepared for him, in my bowl... poisoned, called Wanghunsan..."

The fisherman looked at the woman in shock: "Forgetting the soul?"

The woman smiled again, "Yes, you don't know what it is, and I don't know either. He only told me that if he was poisoned, he would be able to leave me..."

The fisherman was dumbfounded: "One day...one forget? He...how could he be so vicious to you?"

The woman didn't hear what he said, she just shook her head and squatted down, wiping her tears pitifully. The fisherman also squatted and said seriously: "Your husband treats you like this, maybe you can go to your parents and tell the truth, you shouldn't be so self-sacrificing..."

The woman draws circles in the sand on the ground with her finger: "But, but..."

“But what?”

"But I still like him..." The woman looked at the fisherman aggrievedly, "No matter how he treats me, I can't bear to hurt her... You say, will you envy him?"

The fisherman sighed sympathetically.

The woman also learned to sigh: "I also envy him very much... A person as beautiful as me, as beautiful as a goddess, pure and beautiful, can treat him like this with all his heart and soul and dedication without complaint..."

"...you call it no complaints?"

"Don't interrupt! In short, I just envy him, you understand?" The woman was completely drunk and waved her hand decisively, "I also think, I also want to be liked, it's not because I treat him well that he treats me The good one, don't keep running with me, don't keep me paying, you understand? I also want to be liked...I want to be liked...I haven't been hugged for a long time..."

As she spoke, she finally lost consciousness and plunged her head into the sand.

I sat up abruptly from the bunk.

The sky outside the window is slightly bright, and I wake up from a big dream.

How did Brother Herring find out... how do you forget about forgetting souls every day? ——

Second, pray for Ya'an——

I heard Qing Gu's footsteps and quickly put on the quilt and closed my eyes to pretend to sleep.

Her steps were light and slow, as if she was doing it intentionally. After a while, I sat up again, put on my shoes and socks, and tried to keep up with the walking stick by the bed, but I heard the stick " Da!" With a crisp sound, he couldn't help but stop.

The crutches will surely make Qing aunt notice.

I looked at my injured foot and thought about all the abnormal behavior of Brother Herring since his appearance, so I no longer hesitated, put the crutches aside, gritted my teeth and endured the pain, and followed quietly all the way.

Fortunately, the journey was less than a stick of incense, and I saw Qing Gu carrying a basket of something into a dilapidated house.

I propped up the tree with one hand, the pain in my leg bone made my teeth chatter, and I was sweating profusely on such a shady day. I approached the house step by step, stopped in front of the door, and looked in through the gap in the window edge.

I saw Brother Qingyu sitting at the round table with his side facing me. Aunt Qing brought out a cup of something from the bamboo basket, put it down, and said solemnly, "Have you figured it out?"

Brother Qingyu smiled and didn't answer, but said: "If I die, you have to heal her leg injury. If she asks me, you say I have gone far away."

I felt like I was hit hard in my heart.

Qing Gu's eyes were cold and emotionless, she only said: "You don't even know her name, and she will soon forget you, I'm afraid that this life will not know that you are for her How much did you pay?"

Brother Qingyu shook his head and said, "I don't need her to remember me, I just did what I wanted to do." After saying this, he opened the lid of the pot, raised his hands, and planned to drink it all. .

I pushed the door hard and entered, slamming the walls on both sides of the door.

Ignoring their shocked eyes, I looked at Qing Gu and asked angrily, "What did you give him to drink? Why do you say it's a near-death experience?"

Brother Qingyu put down the cup of medicine and stood up: "Girl, you, how did you find this place..."

Qinggu slowly recovered, looked at me carefully, and said, "You don't even want your own legs in order to follow me..."

I repeated, word by word: "I asked you to give him, drink, yes, yes, what, what?"

Brother Herring hurriedly moved the chair to me, "You sit down first..."

I ignored him and just looked at Qing Gu. Qing Gu looked at me amused and replied, "Poison, mixed with a lot of strange poison."

I said, "Can a dignified doctor not heal but harm others?"

Qing Gu said: "He's not sick..."

Brother Qingyu interrupted Qinggu and said, "Qinggu, let me talk to her alone..."

I stared at Qing Gu, Qing Gu hooked her lips and said, "He is not sick, but he was infected with a kind of poison originally."

"What poison did he get?"

Qing Gu looked at me with great interest: "I'm afraid you have never heard of it. The poison in him is called Wanghunsan, and the poison penetrates the brain. After the poison spreads all over the limbs and bones, the memory can gradually recover, but unfortunately... two years later, the poison will fester, and the internal organs will fester and die."

For a split second, I really thought I would collapse and collapse to the ground after hearing what she said.

I never thought that the poison Song Langsheng gave me would be so cruel.

Brother Qingyu asked Qinggu to shut up, but Qinggu continued: "I saw him when he was just poisoned, and told him how poisonous it was. I know how to prepare the Forgetting Soul Powder, although I don't know who poisoned him. However, there is still a chance of survival. But at that time, this stupid boy said that life and death depend on fate, he would rather live his final days in peace and quiet, recover all his memories and die. , I don't want to die because I'm afraid of death, I can't force it, who would have a girl and let him take this risk willingly."

I opened my mouth and asked, "Forgetting Soul Powder...Is it really a mortal poison?"

Qinggu said: "Unless the person who poisoned the poison was willing to tell how to prepare the medicine, so as to develop a method of fighting poison with poison, or like him, I had only tried it with a small amount of poison before, which not only could not suppress the poison, but also poisoned it. The poison was added, and he vomited a whole bed of blood and was in a coma for more than half a month. Now his life has been recovered for the time being, but..."

Brother Herring didn't let me listen, so he simply pulled me out, I shook off his hand, looked at him, and tried to make my voice not sound out of control: "This is... this is what you call Are you going to sea?"

Brother Qingyu didn't say anything, Aunt Qing said: "Anyway, she already knows, it's better to let her know the truth, rather than continue to deceive." She looked at me and said: "His poison has already begun to spread, if we delay it any longer. , Bendang is really ineffective. I guessed the amount of poison in his body according to the symptoms of the last poison outbreak, and formulated this medicine. If he really survives and survives this test, then most of the poison in his body will be eliminated. He needs to be properly adjusted, and I will be sure to cure him after the third medication."

I asked, "If he really survived? How sure are you that he will survive?"

Qing Gu said: "Thirty percent."

I swallowed: "How long will he live if he doesn't drink this medicine today?"

"Perhaps a year, or longer when the memory is restored."

I looked down at my clenched knuckles turning white and didn't know what to say.

Aunt Qing didn't ask me any more questions when she saw me, and she didn't say any more, and walked away from the door.

Only I and Brother Herring were left in the house.

Brother Herring was worried about my leg injury from beginning to end, and asked me to sit down again and again. This time I sat down obediently. He squatted and lifted my trouser legs and asked, "Does it hurt? You, How can you be so foolish?"

I looked down at Brother Herring's concerned eyes, and my thoughts were in a mess, "Just because of my leg, are you joking with your own life?"

Brother Qingyu raised his head and I asked, "If you don't tell me, you didn't tell me the truth from beginning to end, because you heard me say that I was a husband-in-law by the river that day and wanted to leave me alone. You are afraid that I know that this medicine can kill people, and you are afraid that I will be sad, right or not?"

Brother Qingyu got up, pulled another chair next to me, sat down, and said softly, "Don't believe anything you haven't personally confirmed, and even if it is, don't punish yourself for the fault of others."

I looked at his bloodless face, but even so, he was smiling hard and thinking about me.

"Don't do this again."

Brother Qingyu frowned: "What?"

"Don't...don't be nice to me again."

Brother Qingyu: "I'm not doing it for your own good, I'm doing it for myself. Didn't you listen to Aunt Qing? I only have one year left to live, so I can only take risks..."

"Brother Herring." I interrupted, "I don't like you."

Brother Herring was stunned.

"I don't like you, even if you treat me like this; I like him in the flesh, even if he treats him like that." I let out a breath, "So, don't be nice to me, it's not worth it. "

Brother Qingyu looked at me blankly, I didn't look away, I didn't dare to look at him again, but I heard him suddenly say: "It's worth it."

I thought I heard it wrong.

His voice was as light as mist, but his tone was firm as a rock: "You are worth more than anyone in this world."

I turned my head slowly, not knowing how to respond.

"When you first met the girl by the river, you said that you also wanted to be liked, not because of your hard work but just pure like." Brother Qingyu's eyes shone brightly, "At that time, then Words, somehow, turned me into that kind of person."

I just felt a buzzing sound in my head, and the wall made of thousands of bricks in my heart collapsed in an instant.

"Don't feel guilty about me, don't give anything because of me, that's not my original intention. No matter what happens after I drink the medicine, you remember, go home when your leg is healed, and when you go back, ask your husband You clearly understand, don't be ashamed of your true feelings for so many years..."

I bit my lower lip hard, "What if he still hurts me?"

Brother Qingyu froze for a while, bowed his head and said, "Then you should let him go and find someone who truly loves you..."

"Being good to a person is not about condoning her thoughts and letting her mind." I resolutely said: "If you want to be good to me, it is not that you will die like this and make me feel guilty for the rest of your life, but to survive."

I said: "Surviving is the only way to make sure I'm doing well. If anyone hurts me again, protect me and do what you can."

Brother Qingyu was stunned, his originally black eyes were filled with a light mist, and the deep and shallow eyes seemed to be gathering. After a long time, he smiled slightly and said, "Although I know that the girl is deliberately provoking me , but..."

He got up, took down the bamboo flute hanging on the wall, handed it to me, and said, "You can give me a name."

I was dumbfounded, "What?"

"If he loses you again, and if you feel uneasy, come to me with this bamboo flute." He said, "I will try my best not to die, no, I will survive, and I will tell everyone around here. My name, as long as you come, you can find me when you ask."

Blossoms are blooming outside the window, and the breeze blows the fragrance of flowers.

Brother Herring's smile is as warm and warm as a sunflower, and the direction that has been blurred these days has gradually become clear.

I took the bamboo flute.

"Xu Fang." The sun shines through the leaves into the light spots in the house, "Let's call it Xu Fang."