King’s House Kindergarten

Because she had finished drinking the osmanthus wine by herself, at the last year of Guan Shou, Shen Yue fell asleep in the small couch very early.

Even breathing sounded behind him, and there was a smile on his face.

Also - be sure to light the permanent light, it cannot be turned off.

Zhuo Yuan can only help her to keep the year old.

The house is not big, and a constant light illuminates the whole room.

There is no lamp hanging under the eaves, and there is only a clear lamp outside the courtyard in the whole garden.

There was still some time in the ion time, and Zhuo Yuan sat back to the desk in front of the small couch.

I just used a pen, ink, paper and inkstone when the sky lantern was put up. Now, my little hand is holding the pen and starting to write and draw on the paper.

It has been almost ten months since the child he rescued fell into the water and met A Yue.

All the things he should have thought of, were actually remembered one after another.

Some places in my mind that were unclear earlier have gradually become clear.

There is just time now, and he can slowly clear his mind.

Today Shen Yue mentioned something, transcending...

He also asked her what it meant by transmigration, and she explained to him that Datong went from one time and another to another. Many things that he didn't know clearly before seemed to suddenly become clear.

There is so much information in his mind that he needs to list them one by one.

Xu Shi waited for the list to be clear, and the relationship between them suddenly became clear.

He had such a vague feeling in his heart.

Also faintly excited.

He was small and held a pen in his small hand, but because he was not tall, he couldn't reach when he was sitting, and he had to bow while standing, so Zhuo Yuan simply lay down on the paper and began to write and draw. The handwriting is all crooked, and it is enough for him to recognize it himself.

A child of this age is not proficient in such delicate movements as holding a pen, so it is impossible for him to write neatly and fluently.

This is what Ayue told him earlier.

Yes, it was Ayue from Wangfu Kindergarten...

It's not Ayue here.

All are Ayue, the same Ayue.

But like the memory in his mind, there are two branches...

Two seemingly completely different branches that can be related to each other.

What he wants to sort out now is what is hidden behind these connections and branches.

Getting closer...

First of all, it was the first memory after he fell into the water and woke up.

This is a single memory.

- In order to save another girl who fell into the water, he jumped into the swift river by himself. He should be in a hurry and wanted to swim by himself to save the girl who fell into the water, but he didn't expect that he was too small. Although he could swim, it was impossible to save a person. Therefore, in the swift river, he drowned, and when he was drowning, it was gradually blurred.

Therefore, this memory before the drowning is the "he" that really belongs to this time, that is, the memory of this little Douding that A Yue really rescued.

In fact, he also gradually remembered Xiaodouding's name.

It's called Wen Guang.

They are indeed from Beijing.

It seems that after the death of his mother, he came to the neighborhood with his father to go to relatives.

As for whether he got lost with his father, or because of other reasons, why he was alone, he couldn't remember more.

In fact, about Xiaodou Ding Wenguang's memory, he really only has these.

Therefore, the real name of this small bean paste is Wen Guang. But at the time of drowning, Xiaodouding was either gone, or temporarily lost consciousness, and instead, became him.

This is the ins and outs of the first memory.

This memory is very short and vague, and there is not much that can be probed.

But it's very important - this Xiaodouding is not him.

Not when he was a kid.

He had not been able to figure it out earlier—so all his thoughts were stagnant.

But today, A Yue drank too much sweet-scented osmanthus wine and told him that after a long series of unbelievable things, he suddenly understood the word "travel".

Although it was incomprehensible and absurd, he really should have crossed over to this little Douding named Wen Guang.

This is the current situation.

He is Xiaodou Ding Wenguang, Zhuo Yuan, Zhuo Qingzhi...

This is all the information of the first memory.

***

Then came the second memory after waking up.

This is his memory, not Ding Wenguang's.

It is Pingyuan Wang Zhuoyuan.

But there is something special about this memory.

There are some familiar parts, but I feel that something is not right.

But I can clearly see the part that I still felt wrong before-moment, and I will immediately remember it after-moment, it seems that I have really experienced it myself, vivid and vivid...

So it took him a long time, and he still hadn’t figured out this memory—because, for a large part, he didn’t think it was right, but soon, he felt it really existed and experienced it, but just It was as if a layer of fog had been closed, and he had to think of this, the fog would recede, and he would remember the things behind the fog.

And the memory behind this is also intertwined with his existing memory, forked, and leads to different endings...

This is where he has been lost.

Then, there is the third memory.

This memory is the last and the clearest, as if I had just experienced it.

All the memories in his mind are dominated by the third memory.

The third memory has a lot of overlap with the second memory, such as the death of the parents, the death of the elder brother in the battle, and the legacy of precious little ancestors in the palace. These are all the same. , you don't need to think about it, it already exists in the memory of both ends, and it is highly overlapped.

But I don't know since when, the memories at both ends began to have different branches, and the later memories were the same or different. This is what I said before. Facing a real object, he remembered the earlier time. , often makes him - momentarily dull for a long time. Because there are two different memories, both exist in my mind, one comes first, and one comes back later.

So for a long time, he couldn't distinguish very clearly, and he didn't know which memory was right and what went wrong. Even, the two kinds of memories were mixed together, and he occasionally lost his mind.

But it was clearly his memory.

Can't go wrong.

For example, Axin.

Ah Xin in the second memory - he avoided him until he led the troops on an expedition and was forced to jump off a cliff in Nanyun Mountain. Except when he secretly went to the military camp, he never saw Ah Xin a few times. Ah Xin hated him. Uncles and nephews are strangers.

But in another memory, they went to Xucheng Hot Spring, and took Xiaowu to watch the beginning of the day on the road. Although he became seriously ill later, his family passed the New Year in Xucheng.

After the Pingning Mountain Dragon escaped, Ah Xin hugged him.

Later, when he returned to Beijing, A Xin was his right-hand man, and he petitioned A Xin to be named Prince Pingyuan. When he was not in Beijing, Ah Xin gradually assumed responsibility and also dealt with the affairs of the DPRK with Uncle Tao-Dao.

In the Pingguan - campaign, he also defended the Pingguan, beheaded Wei Dehou, and later he could also strategize in the court.

Until, he finally blocked the sword for Ah Xin...

Xiao Qingzhi slowly wrote, his eyes fell on the tails of the three memory lines.

The first one was broken after Wen Guang fell into the water.

The second one broke after he dragged Gao Sheng off a cliff.

The third one broke after he blocked the deadly sword for Zhuo Xin.

The three memory lines are actually broken...

If it's now, he still doesn't know the meaning of breaking, then he has lived for so long in vain.

Broken, that is, all trajectories are terminated.

Time goes on only for those who are alive...

Only those who are alive can continue to create time.

Whether it's Zhuo Yuan who jumped off a cliff in Xiping's 20-year-old, or Zhuo Yuan's who was pierced by a sharp sword in his chest in Xiping's 24-year-old, their timelines have been stagnant and will not continue...

Zhuo Yuan swallowed softly in his throat, as if sadness was coming from it, but he couldn't let it go.

There is no Zhuoyuan in this world.

No matter where the Zhuo Yuan in the memory is, it is no longer there...

Thinking of Ah Min, Ah Xin, Ying Er, Ah Si, Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi, Xiao Ba, Tao Tao... and Zhuo Ye, Uncle Tao, A Yue... Zhuo Yuan's eyes were broken.

Can not go back……

Zhuo Yuan clenched his fingertips.

A Yue here will never meet Zhuo Yuan again.

A Yue here is surrounded by only Zhuo Qingzhi.

Zhuo Yuan's eyes stopped at the end of the three paragraphs of memory on the paper. No matter how difficult it was, he still used a pen to draw two long connecting lines. A connecting line runs from the twelfth lunar month of the 20th year of Xiping to Wenguang-Zhuoqing.

The other one is from the first month of the twenty-fourth year of Xiping to Wenguang-Zhuoqing.

Zhuo Yuan put down the pen, and the hand that picked up the paper trembled slightly...

There is no Zhuoyuan in this world.

Only Zhuo Qingzhi.

Zhuo Yuan put down the paper, his eyes were slightly stagnant.

Just when it was midnight, the fireworks of New Year's Eve lit up the whole night sky.

Hongzhen is not like Beijing.

The fireworks in Beijing are more colorful, and the fireworks will start at the age of 12 and last for a quarter of an hour; the fireworks in Hongzhen are very small, not as grand and lively as Beijing, only a short half a quarter of an hour. Time, if you lose your mind, you will miss it.

Zhuo Yuan raised his eyes and quietly watched the fireworks of Zishi Nianguan.

The old year is over, the new year is coming.

Rebirth.

He slowly stood up with his hands up, and the little man stood in front of the small couch and leaned over kissingly, just like before, but now he secretly kissed Shen Yue's forehead, "Ayue, we're in the new year..."

When he was in Nam Soon, he promised her that he would be with her every year in the future - Dao Shou Sui.

"Happy New Year, everything is going well." The tip of his nose was slightly red.

His heart seemed to be covered with a heavy stone, and he lay on the side of Shen Yue's pillow.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight warmth around me.

When he opened his eyes, Shen Yue was still in a daze, but subconsciously picked him up from the ground, took him into his arms, and hugged him sideways, the familiar warmth in the quilt moved him, and her breathing gently On top of his head, I don't know if it was talking in a dream or half awake, "Baby Qing, Happy New Year."

He couldn't help it suddenly and burst into tears.

Shen Yue sat up with a "swoosh", as if she was suddenly frightened in the middle of the night.

Almost turned directly onto the couch.

Sure enough, when she regained her senses, she saw Xiaodou Ding Da Qingzhi sitting on the couch, crying with a "wow wow wow".

Don't cry too sadly, as if the sky is falling.

She really rarely sees Qing Zhi cry.

When he was sick, when he was happy, when he was unhappy, and when he fell down, he rarely cried, and he had never cried so much as he was now—out of control...

Shen Yue sat with her knees bent, "What's the matter, baby Qing? Did you miss your family?"

As if hearing her voice, Zhuo Yuan still cried, and he cried even more!

It doesn't stop!

No matter how Shen Yue comforts, talks to him, hugs him, she keeps crying...

She guessed he was having a nightmare.

Children's nightmares sometimes persist for a long time and require more care from adults.

Although Qingzhi's baby looks carefree on weekdays, does not cry often, and does not often make trouble, but in the final analysis, it is also a baby...

Shen Yue reached out and stroked his head, looking at him - her eyes were red with tears, and she was crying.

Shen Yue sighed, "It must be sad to be so sad, isn't it?"

Treat children with empathy.

Zhuo Yuan looked at her and nodded straight.

Shen Yue smiled, without lecturing or comforting, she just accompanied him, "Is it better now?"

Her eyes are warm and soft, and her tone is kind and caring, as if she has a natural healing power for children.

Zhuo Yuan nodded and shook his head again.

Shen Yue said seriously, "If you really want to cry, just cry—for a while, little man, there are times when you need to cry. I won't tell Aunt Hu and Niu Er next door, nor will I tell other people in the kindergarten..."

For some reason, Zhuo Yuan burst into tears.

But after a short laugh, he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, and cried even more aggressively.

Shen Yue could hear a little tragic feeling from the cry...

Finally, really tired and crying enough, Shen Yue picked up the handkerchief and wiped his nose for him.

Because I cried so hard, my tears and snot were mixed everywhere, and it was sticky.

Shen Yue couldn't help laughing.

But also because of this, Qing Zhibao is more like a little bean...

Shen Yue asked again, "Are you feeling better now?"

Zhuo Yuan looked at her and nodded slowly.

Shen Yue approached and smiled gently, "Let me guess, did baby Qing Zhi dream about his family?"

Zhuo Yuan looked at her, swallowed softly again in his throat, and nodded slowly.

Shen Yue took him in her arms, "they will find you."

"I can't find it..." he said softly.

Shen Yue was slightly startled, seeing that his eyes were red and swollen, and kissed his cheek, "How come?"

She sat on the small couch with her back against the earth wall, sat with her knees bent, and said leisurely, "Qingzhi, I am your family~"

Zhuo Yuan looked at her.

Shen Yue reached out and hooked his little finger, and said with a gentle smile, "Ayue is the family of Qingzhi's baby, forever family..."

Zhuo Yuan stared at her blankly.

Shen Yue reached out and rubbed his head, seeing that his eyes were not as red as before, so she hugged his shoulders again, and continued to wipe away the tears and snot that remained on his face before, and said warmly with him. He said, "Tomorrow I will go to Anhua Temple to pray for blessings and incense. I have an appointment with Aunt Wang. I heard that the Bodhisattva in Anhua Temple is the most spiritual. Let's go and see it tomorrow. Maybe our dream will come true."

He pouted, "I don't believe it."

Shen Yue sighed, "The sincerity is the spirit."

Zhuo Yuan murmured, "Don't you say that the sky lantern is also effective? In the end, I wrote four wishes..."

Shen Yue was speechless: "..."

Zhuo Yuan sighed, "Bullying children."

Shen Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but suddenly remembered something, and pulled him up, "Go."

"Why?" Zhuo Yuan didn't know what she was going to do.

Shen Yue smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered that I had a sky lantern before, let's put another one, you can write it."

"..." Because of this?

Zhuo Yuan was a little helpless.

Because Shen Yue didn't let him read the four wishes he wrote earlier, and now he doesn't let her read the four wishes, Shen Yue muttered beside him, "Baby Qing, can you write? You really don't want my help?"

Zhuo Yuan was annoyed, "Can't I finish the painting?"

Shen Yue laughed.

In the end, the little hand held the pen and wrote and drew on all sides of the sky lantern.

Shen Yue really peeked, but the sky lanterns were filled with ghosts and peach husks, and she couldn't read them either.

Zhuo Yuan is funny, he knew you wanted to peek!

Of course not for you to see.

"Alright?" Shen Yue asked.

This time, she carried it, and he set it on fire.

"Okay!" Zhuo Yuan shouted.

Shen Yue almost covered his mouth, "Shh, be quiet, it's mostly midnight."

Zhuo Yuan smiled.

Slowly, the sky lantern slowly rose in the hands of the two of them, and returned to the night sky little by little.

Especially ceremonial.

The sky lantern earlier was just one of the sky lanterns in the night sky at that time, plain and unremarkable; but now this sky lantern is the only sky lantern in the night sky.

Because, no one will put sky lanterns at this time.

Also a miracle.

"Hey, what wish did you write?" Shen Yue was curious.

Zhuo Yuan smiled, "I won't tell you."

Shen Yue sighed, "I told you just now..."

Zhuo Yuan smiled, "The first wish is that A Yue will have a good brother in the future."

uh... echoing her?

Shen Yue smiled.

Zhuo Yuan added, "The second wish is that no matter who I am or where I am in the future, I can always be with Ayue and protect Ayue! Don't let Ayue be bullied!"

For some reason, hearing his milky voice, like a little adult, Shen Yue's eyes were lightly filled.

Arms with hands.

Looking at the sky lantern, the corners of his mouth raised slightly - a smile like water.

"The third wish, I hope that Ayue will always be happy, if you want a kindergarten, there will be a kindergarten, and there will be a good husband..."

Shen Yue was slightly surprised, "Why did you make a wish for me?"

Zhuo Yuan said softly, "The last one is mine."

Shen Yue looked at him.

He looked up at her, "I hope all of Ayue's wishes will come true..."

Shen Yue was slightly startled, her eyes stayed on Zhuo Yuan for a while, she squatted down and looked at him seriously, "Qingzhi, have we met before?"

This feeling seems familiar.

Zhuo Yuan suddenly raised his head to look at the sky lantern, Shen Yue also followed the trend, and it was not unusual.

While thinking about it, the side cheeks were slightly-pasted.

It was Xiaoqing's kissing her.

Zhuo Yuan's heart was pounding.

She turned to look at him, but sighed, "It's incredible, Qingzhi, how many little girls will you be fascinated to death in the future~"

Zhuo Yuan's face turned green.

Who wants to obsess the little girl!

He turned angrily and went back into the house.

Shen Yue also got up, looked at his back, and smiled.

...

The next day, the two got on Aunt Wang's carriage with two panda eyes.

"Ah yo, this is..." Aunt Wang couldn't find an adjective, "I went to fight mosquitoes last night?"

In the winter, what mosquitoes can there be!

Both Zhuo Yuan and Shen Yue looked at her angrily.

But Aunt Wang was enthusiastic after all. I heard that they were going to Anhua Temple today, so she just let the carriage drop by to pick them up.

As a result, the two of them were wearing panda eyes, and they didn't seem to be sleeping well.

Aunt Wang sighed, "Today may be a little later, Anhua Temple has to do a ritual first."

Both Shen Yue and Zhuo Yuan's attention were attracted by the words in Aunt Wang's mouth.

"What kind of ritual?" Zhuo Yuan and Aunt Wang have become familiar with each other in the past ten months.

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Qingzhi, didn't you ask about the Pingyuan Palace?"

Suddenly hearing the words of Pingyuan's palace, Zhuo Yuan was stunned.

Shen Yue was also stunned with curiosity.

Aunt Wang approached and whispered, "I have some gossip. Today, the king of Pingyuan and the young lady in the mansion will come to Anhua Temple to practice things, so today Anhua Temple may let pilgrims in later."

King Pingyuan... Zhuoxin?

Zhuo Yuan's heart seemed to jump out of his chest suddenly.

And the young lady in the house...Amin, Ying Er, Ah Si, Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba, Tao Tao?

Aunt Wang said to Shen Yue again, "I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, it's quite temporary, and I didn't disclose the news earlier. The twelfth lunar month is the death day of the late prince. Prince Pingyuan and several young ladies in the mansion will go. I went to Nanyun Mountain to worship, and the return journey happened to pass near Hongzhen, which is surrounded by Anhua Temple—a temple. Today is the New Year’s Day—it is the best time for incense, so I want to do a ritual at Anhua Temple. No, it started when I heard about it at dawn, and it should almost be over when we get to Anhua Temple, but I don't know if we should wait..."

Shen Yue said softly, "Wait—it's okay to wait, it's because I miss the rituals done by my relatives and express my condolences. King Pingyuan died in battle, and everyone in the family should miss him very much..."

Zhuo Yuan bowed his head.

"Isn't it?" Aunt Wang sighed, "Speaking of which, it was too tragic earlier, Pingyuan Prince's Mansion - Men Zhonglie, the previous prince died in battle, and there are no bones left. Anyone in the family will feel chills when they hear it."

Aunt Wang - has been talking to Shen Yue.

Zhuo Yuan was in the carriage and did not speak for a long time.

***

By the time the carriage arrived at Anhua Temple, the ritual in the temple was over.

One after another, pilgrims from the surrounding areas entered the temple.

"Ayue, my stomach hurts, I'll come to you later." Zhuo Yuan tugged at her sleeve.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Shen Yue was concerned.

Zhuo Yuan shook his head, "No need."

Shen Yue smiled gently, "Then you have to pay attention to safety, there are many people here, I will wait for you in the hall later."

"Okay." Zhuo Yuan ran away.

Shen Yue got up.

Looking at Zhuo Yuan's back running away, Aunt Wang sighed, "What a wonderful child, I don't know why I can't find my parents..."

It's been ten months, nearly a year, if the parents are looking for it, they should find the news.

Shen Yue smiled, "As soon as you come, you will be at peace, and you will find your family."

Aunt Wang also followed with a smile. Being with Shen Yue, there was always a kind of gentle and peaceful power, which made people feel comfortable.

...

After entering the temple, Zhuo Yuanfei ran away quickly, "Little Master, do you know where the people from the Pingyuan Palace are?"

Zhuo Yuan looked for a little Shani and asked.

Xiao Shani looked at him in surprise, "Amitabha, who are you, little benefactor?"

Zhuo Yuan had an idea and moved, "Some of them have fallen, and I'll return it to them."

Xiao Shani suddenly realized, and pointed the way, "This small road, go to the back garden, is still there just now, but I don't know if it has come down the mountain."

"Thank you little master." Zhuo Yuan ran away. ,

Little Shani scratched his head.

The road in the back garden is very quiet, but there are guards from the Pingyuan palace at the back garden, Zhuo Yuan can't enter, and can only watch from a distance.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yuan's eyes froze, and he saw Ah Si coming out of the meditation room, but with an unpleasant look on his face and anger, as if he was arguing with someone, and walked towards him.

Ah Si...

Zhuo Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly.