Mist System: Legend of Stars and Moon

In autumn, the ginkgo leaves turned yellow. Ye Shurou picked up three articles and put them in the book. If summer is the season when all things awaken, then autumn is the season when all things are quiet. It is so quiet that there is only the sound of branches crushed by one's own footsteps. It rained yesterday, and the ground is particularly bright today, as if you can enter the world on the other side by lightly tapping the ground.

Ye Shurou used a long wooden stick to tap the calm puddle, causing ripples to appear. She tapped another one, and the two ripples collided, but this did not affect them at all and they eventually dissipated in the form of a circle.

Ye Shurou ordered many more, as if she was playing a piece of music. Suddenly, two classmates walked past her, and Ye Shurou heard all their discussions.

"What is she doing?"

"She's a psycho."

"Stupid."

Ye Shurou shook her head and continued to tap her ripples without saying a word. A leaf fell on her head. Ye Shurou took it off and put it between the trees. Another leaf fell and landed in the puddle where she was playing. She picked it up with a wooden stick, wiped it dry with her clothes, and put it between the books.

Looking at these two leaves with completely different destinies, Ye Shurou seemed to be thinking about something.

At this time, several adults saw her and immediately distanced themselves from her and walked away.

Ye Shurou waited until the ripples calmed down before leaving. Today she brought the matcha cake she made to Chen Juan's house. After Xun Diexin went back, Chen Juan's house was the only place she could go.

Ye Shurou knocked gently on the back door of Chen Juan's house. Chen Juan came over to open the door for Shurou, and after opening the door, she walked into the kitchen.

Ye Shurou came in and saw water on the stool. She wanted to wipe it with paper. Chen Juan brought a cardboard and said, "Wait, use the cardboard."

"it is good!"

Ye Shurou put the cake box in her bag on the table with a cardboard as a cushion, and then took the bag into the room and placed it on the sofa.

Ye Shurou walked into the kitchen and asked, "Aunt Chen, what are you doing? Do you need my help?"

Chen Juan said: "No, I just have a pair of gloves here. I want to take out these cakes. You sit down and rest first."

Ye Shurou had no choice but to return to the table: "Okay!"

Chen Juan placed the cakes on a plate and brought them to the table: "I made the osmanthus cake, please try it."

Ye Shurou took a piece and tasted it. It was hot and said, "Mm, it's delicious."

Chen Juan said: "It's great now. Osmanthus can be bought at any time. Many things that we used to only have in certain seasons can now be bought all year round."

Ye Shurou also said: "Well, the transportation is very convenient now, so Die Xin can come over."

"Well, wait a little longer and she will be here next year."

Ye Shurou gave a ginkgo leaf she had tucked in her book to Chen Juan: "This is a ginkgo leaf from my home. It's for you."

Chen Juan took the leaf and looked at it carefully: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Ye Shurou continued to turn over and found the two leaves in the puddle: "Aunt Chen, I picked up two leaves by the puddle today. One of them fell on my head, and the other fell into the water."

Chen Juan said: "The leaves falling on your head mean that you are lucky today, and the leaves in the water mean that they want to turn into a boat and paddle in the puddle."

Ye Shurou accepted Chen Juan's explanation and said happily: "Well, I'm lucky to come to your place today."

Ye Shurou opened the matcha cake she brought: "This is the matcha cake I made, Auntie, you try it."

Chen Juan picked one up with a skewer and tasted it: "Hmm, soft and delicious. Everything Shurou makes is delicious."

Ye Shurou said, "Thank you Aunt Chen for giving me a friend to share delicious food with. It's a pity that Die Xin can only wait until next time. She said she would teach me how to make osmanthus cake, but I don't dare to go."

Chen Juan said: "This was taught to me by Grandma Zhou. I experimented many times before I made it like this. Grandma Zhou is actually very nice. You and Die Xin can go to their house to play next year!"

Ye Shurou said: "Well, next time I will be bolder and go to her house to play!"

Chen Juan's mouth was covered with matcha powder. She asked, "Shu Rou, has my mouth turned green?"

Ye Shurou smiled after seeing it and handed the tissue to Chen Juan: "Hahaha, this cake is suitable for eating at home."

Ye Shurou also took a bite of the matcha cake: "Auntie, my mouth has turned green too."

Chen Juan smiled: "Shu Rou, you are so gentle."

Ye Shurou lowered her head and ate the osmanthus cake made by Chen Juan: "Auntie, you are too kind. You can eat the osmanthus cake to get rid of the green powder."

Chen Juan looked at Ye Shurou's lips and said, "Well, the effect of osmanthus cake on wiping the lips is quite good."

Chen Juan continued to ask: "Shu Rou, how are you doing in school? I've always wanted to know."

Ye Shurou said: "Except for being a little lonely, there is nothing else."

Chen Juan asked: "So are your academic performance okay?"

“Just barely passable.”

"It's okay. You're still in elementary school. It will be great if you can integrate the knowledge you've learned into your junior high and high school."

"Well, I will try my best."

"Come on, you still have a long life ahead of you!"

Ye Shurou looked at the osmanthus flowers on the osmanthus cake in her hand and asked: "Is there still life after death?"

Chen Juan smiled and said, "I don't know about that. It could be other students."

Ye Shurou plucked a sweet-scented osmanthus flower and asked, "Are they sweet-scented

"Hahahaha, osmanthus is now a lifeless mist, without life."

Ye Shurou pointed at the shrimp strips and asked, "Raw shrimp strips?"

Shrimp Tiao came over with a "meow meow" sound. Chen Juan smiled and said, "Shrimp Tiao, why are you here?"

Shrimp Strips and Ye Shurou have become very familiar with each other. When Ye Shurou touches it, it will try to interact with Ye Shurou and call "Mimi" in a soft voice.

Ye Shurou asked Chen Juan: "Aunt Chen, are your children back?"

"They will come back to stay for a few days, but they also have a home in the city. I like it here and don't want to go anywhere."

Ye Shurou said: "Wouldn't it be a waste of life?"

Chen Juan shook her head helplessly: "Not really. I don't really need that much of a life anymore. Now I just want to enjoy life, to return to my roots in a familiar place."

Ye Shurou looked at the furnishings in the room and said, "Auntie, that's your choice. Maybe I don't understand it yet! I know the saying that fallen leaves return to their roots, but I don't seem to want to do that."

Chen Juan asked: "Why?"

Ye Shurou replied: "There is no Die Xin here. Even if it is my root, I don't want to stay here."

Chen Juan comforted her: "The time spent studying will pass quickly. Just wait a little longer and you will grow up."

Ye Shurou said: "Time flies when I study. It's already half a semester."

Ye Shurou went into the house and handed the oil painting of the forest path in her bag to Chen Juan: "Aunt Chen, please try to embroider this painting I drew."

Chen Juan took the painting and said with a smile: "Shu Rou, your painting is so gentle."

Ye Shurou said: "Thank you! Auntie, your embroidery is also very good."

Ye Shurou then took out a sketch of a scene: "Auntie, can you help me see what's missing from this painting?"

Chen Juan looked at it and said, "It's actually quite good. If you look at it with a flashlight in the dark, will you be able to feel it?"

Ye Shurou thought: "Well! I'm still thinking about making this light more beautiful."

Chen Juan wondered, "Aren't watercolor paintings more colorful? Why do you insist on sketching?"

Ye Shurou said: "I like to present their beauty in various ways."

Chen Juan said: "I know, just like I like to use various needle techniques to embroider the same picture, and sometimes I like to make them three-dimensional."

Ye Shurou said: "It turns out that embroidery can be three-dimensional."

"Yes! I really enjoy the process. No matter how much rust there is, it is a joy for me."

Ye Shurou had already wasted many paintings in order to paint that scene: "Well, the process of creating art."

"Ah."

Chen Juan asked, "Have you gone to see Xiao Hei? Grandma Zhou didn't send him back."

Ye Shurou said: "Does it count if I say hello to it occasionally on the road? It jumps and skips along the road to accompany Grandpa."

Chen Juan said: "Xiao Hei is quite smart. He still remembers you."

"Well, when Diexin comes, we can take it out to play."

"Okay! Remember to come to my house and play."

Ye Shurou didn't know what time it was: "Aunt Chen, I want to go home first. My parents came home early today."

Chen Juan said, "Well, goodbye, see you later, Shurou."

Ye Shurou put away the sketch, put on her schoolbag and said, "Well, Aunt Chen, goodbye."

Now she was walking on the muddy road that Die Xin had walked on once. It was long and endless. Every time Ye Shurou looked from one end of the road to the other, she would feel a strong sense of loneliness and endless despair. She kept walking with this depressed mood, and when she reached the artificial concrete road, she felt at ease.

When they arrived at the place where she and Die Xin had parted, Ye Shurou looked back and saw the sunset when they parted. The sunset now was an autumn sunset, golden on the other side, golden on this side. Autumn was such a lonely season. If she were there, would the scenery look even more beautiful?

A heavy heart came over her and she wanted to leave.

After returning home, she put the four leaves she brought back into a book that she seldom read and clipped them together so that they would still be intact when Die Xin came.

Xun Diexin sat on a bench by the river, staring at the fallen leaves from the trees by the river, one or two leaves, and a gust of wind blew them away in large pieces.

All the leaves fell into the river, and Xun Diexin really wanted to go into the river and pick up one, but the river was very deep, and there was a sign next to it saying "Jump into the river and break your legs."

Xun Diexin was thinking that if the river was designed to rise and fall, then if someone jumped in, she could pump the water from the river into a basin, and when the person was rescued, she could pour the water from the basin into the river. Wouldn't that be enough? She kept praising herself for being so smart.

A voice came: "Sister Diexin, do you want to jump into the river? 50 per time, you can jump only if you pay the money."

Xun Diexin turned around and saw that it was her brother Xun Hongge. She asked, "Why are you here instead of staying at home?"

Xun Hongge said: "Come and see what you are doing, and urge you to study."

"Oh!"

Xun Hongge stared at the sketchbook in Xun Diexin's hand: "What are you drawing?"

When Xun Hongge saw the painting, she couldn't help laughing: "Sister! You'd better stop painting. You painted a good tree into a chicken's foot. Hahaha!"

Xun Diexin blushed and said, "It's none of your business. Go away."

Xun Hongge said shamelessly: "No, I want to see it."

"If you look at me again, I will draw you ugly."

"Ugly↗↘↗↘"

Xun Diexin was amused by her brother and said, "Brother, brother, I want to sever our brother-sister relationship."

Xun Hongge said: "We are from the same place, who would look down on whom?"

"I hate you."

Xun Hongge snatched the painting and said, "Sister! Don't try to take it. If you try again, I will throw it into the river."

Xun Diexin said: "You can take it, but you can't look at it."

"If it can't be opened, then it's useless to me. I might as well throw it away!" Xun Hongge made a throwing gesture.

“No, no, no.” Xun Diexin took the sketchbook with her hands, fearing that it would be thrown away. “Then you can only read one randomly.”

"No, only children make choices. As a big kid, I want them all." Xun Hongge flipped through his sister's album and said, "Wow! Wow! Really good."

When he turned to a portrait, Xun Hongge asked in a questioning tone: "Sister! Who is this? Introduce him to me?"

Xun Diexin snatched the album and hit Xun Hongge on the head: "Brother, you bastard, you actually fell in love with a friend younger than me."

Xun Hongge was stunned: "I just want to get to know you, that's not what I mean."

"So why do you want to meet her?"

"I haven't seen an angel yet, I want to see one again."

Xun Diexin opened the page in the album and handed it to Xun Hongan: "Just take a look at the picture."

Xun Hongan immediately revealed Xun Diexin's thoughts: "Is it because of her that you learned to paint?"

Xun Diexin said: "Well, I want to be closer to her."

Xun Hongan asked: "How did you know him?"

"Dad's hometown Zuiyuan."

Xun Hongan wondered, "I've been to my father's hometown too! Why can't I find anyone so pretty?"

Xun Diexin said, "You have such a bad character. Even your sister bullies you. How can you expect to meet a good partner? Dream on!"

Xun Hongan cried and said, "As my lover, my dearest sister, how can you say this about your brother? I am your dearest brother."

Xun Diexin gave Xun Hongan a blank look: "It's so ugly. Crying is uglier than laughing."

Xun Hongan continued to cry: "Sister! I want blessings, blessings."

What Xun Diexin couldn't stand the most was her brother's persistence: "I wish you to meet a lover who shares your feelings, thank you! Now please let go of your dog's paws immediately."

Xun Hongge said: "Wow wow wow! Dog dog dog's dog sister."

Xun Diexin hit Xun Hongge and he dodged.

"Hey, hey! You can't hit me. You can't hit me."

Xun Diexin felt that beating him was too much effort, so she stopped and calmly began to paint: "You don't have to accompany me, go back quickly, I don't want to see you."

Xun Hongge said: "I'm hungry, I plan to go eat something delicious."

"Oh! Go away!"

"Eat wontons, jelly, fried rice, seafood, shrimp, crabs, and crispy bananas."

Xun Diexin said: "Stop, go"

Xun Diexin was dragged away by her brother to eat.

Her parents were often not at home, so Xun Diexin wrote her diary alone under the lamp at midnight. She looked at the round moon, wondering if Ye Shurou was also looking at it.

She wrote: Shurou, we are under the same moon.

Later, Xun Diexin always regretted her meeting Shurou. She kept blaming herself for being too young and unable to protect her. It was not until she found the recording and diary that she had hidden that she got over it.