Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Behind Gu Nan, Lingqi wrapped her arms around her neck, burying her side face on her shoulder.

A faint fragrance can be smelled in the nose, like the fragrance of some flowers, but not so strong.If there is nothing, people can't get enough of it.Unlike her father's back, there is always a smell of sweat.

But one thing is the same, she feels at ease on the shoulders of both of them.

The street has become much quieter, only the occasional footsteps of people passing by, and the sound of gongs and drums as the sacrificial procession goes away can be vaguely heard in the distance.

There will be a few people standing by the roadside, chatting with each other about something, it may be the harvest of the coming year, or it may be that there will be a war in the coming year.

In these years, the battle is always as if it will never end.

The two of them walked back from the street and passed an old tree by the side of the road. It was unknown how long the old tree had grown in this place, and the branches grew much higher than the eaves of ordinary houses.On the branches are newly drawn leaves, and there are many lanterns.

Such a big old tree is usually regarded as an auspicious thing by people.Lanterns are hung on the branches, which weigh down the branches, and the lights illuminate the whole old tree.

Gu Nan stopped, stood in front of the tree and raised her head, the light from the tree also illuminated her face.

She still remembered that in the past, there was a tree like this in her small courtyard. She practiced swords under that tree, walked her horse, listened to people playing the piano, and listened to people gossiping about her parents.

"Qi'er, look at that tree, does it look good?" Gu Nan smiled and asked the person on his shoulder.

Lingqi raised her head, looked at the tree, and then at Gu Nan, who was smiling and looking at the tree in a trance.

Under the lamp, she looked at Gu Nan in a daze.

"master."

"Ok?"

Gu Nan turned her head, Lingqi smiled, moved her mouth out, and kissed her on the face.

It was feeling something sticking to his face, a soft feeling, and Gu Nan froze in place.

Lingqi let go of her mouth. When her father carried her on her back, she always wanted to kiss him. Her father's face was always prickly, but the master's face was different.

"Qi, Qi'er, what are you doing?" Gu Nan turned around and asked a little helplessly, perhaps because of being illuminated by the lights, her face was a little pink.

It is rare to see some panic in her expression, she is not used to such behavior, probably because she is used to keeping a distance from people.

Lingqi didn't answer, but retracted on Gu Nan's shoulder, and said softly: "Master, let's go back."

Gu Nan came back to his senses after a while.

With a wry smile, he secretly sighed that he had lost his mind just now.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the circuit.

"Okay, let's go back."

The light made the shadows of the two of them a little longer.

"master."

The person behind said softly, listening to the voice, he was almost falling asleep.

"What's wrong?" Gu Nan didn't look back this time, probably because she was afraid just now.

"It was beautiful just now."

I don't know whether she is talking about trees or people.

"Really." Gu Nan just regarded it as a tree: "I used to have an old tree like that in my house."

"Where is the master's home?" Lingqi asked, she had never heard the master mention her home.

Where is it? Gu Nan paused and said in a daze.

"Now I don't know where it is."

Can't understand Gu Nan's meaning, the master will always say something she can't understand, it should be because her knowledge is not enough.

Pieces of lights passed by on the road, hanging under the eaves, as if pointing the way for people walking at night.

The back was very stable, and the girl lying on Gu Nan's shoulder gradually fell asleep.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth in his sleep.

Gu Nan walked by without leaving a sound of footsteps on the street. There are thousands of lights in the city, connecting the streets and alleys, illuminating the eaves of each door.

She suddenly thought that if she lit the lamps in front of the Wu'an Mansion, it would not look so cold.

Unfortunately, she had already forgotten how to go back.

None of the thousands of lights belonged to her.

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At night, the lights in Cao Cao's house were still on, but there was no sound. When passing by the side hall, I saw three or five big men in Cao Hong holding the empty wine jars, lying there in disorder, sleeping soundly.

The light in Cao Ang's room was still on, probably because the result of the school inspection was not good, and it seemed that he couldn't sleep tonight.

Gu Nan walked through the corridor and walked back to his small courtyard.

"It's here." Gu Nan said gently, but there was no movement on her back. When she turned her head, she saw that the girl had fallen asleep lying on her shoulder.

There was a slight smile on his face, presumably he was having a good dream, but he didn't know what he dreamed about.

"Heh." Without waking the girl up, Gu Nan pushed open her door, carried her back into the room, and gently covered her with a quilt.

Only then did I discover that there was a sword on the girl's bed, which looked like an ordinary iron sword.

It should be the one I gave her at that time.

"How can there be a sword on the bed?" She shook her head with a smile, thinking about it, she hadn't thought about what she was like.

He took off the sword and leaned against the bed, closed the door lightly and walked out.

There are no city lights in the courtyard, so people can see that the moonlight above their heads is also bright and clear, and the moon is full in the first lunar month, and the moonlight shines on the courtyard like a pool of water.

Feeling lazy, Gu Nan pushed open the door of his room, threw Wuge on the bed, untied his belt and lay down.

She also wants to sleep well today, maybe in her dream, she can see the lamp waiting for her to go back.

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The air in the morning is a bit chilly, probably because there were too many lamps burning last night, and there is also a smell of candle smoke.

The extinguished lanterns hung under the eaves of every family, and were gently swayed by the early morning wind.