[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

The grass grows and the warbler flies to the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

Under the feet is the new grass that has buried the calf, but after being blown back and forth by the spring breeze, it grows extremely luxuriant, and its vitality is really tenacious. The young man stepped on a few times with his little boots, and the grass fell limply to the ground. He is wearing a brand new black bunt, very clean and neat, his figure is slender and shining like a spring pine, his brows and eyes are like a bright moon in the sky with a slight coolness, and his eyes are especially eye-catching on the bank of the misty river.

The weeping willows not far away are neatly arranged in two rows, and many new buds have grown, light yellow, with a bitter fragrance, and the long branches almost hang down to the ground. , picked up a smooth thick branch and rubbed it in his hands for a long while, then peeled off the skin and made a whistle, and wrapped the rest in a willow hat and put it on his head.

The whistle was held in his mouth and tried a sound, a low and broken beeping sound, the startled boy trembled and disgusted himself for a while, took a breath, and the boy blew a few more times before he mastered the out-of-tune melody, like The heavy and distant sound of evening drums sounded like someone was whimpering in his ears. All in all, the song was not very pleasant, but the young man had a great time playing with his legs crossed against the tree.

In the distance, a few children were chattering over a kite, probably made by themselves, in the shape of a black swallow, with two lumps of red rouge painted on their cheeks in a nondescript way, the teenager squinted at the ugly one and couldn't bear it. The kite that was looking straight at it was dragged to this side, and then hung unsteadily on a poplar tree in the grove.

The poplar tree was tall and straight, and the newly grown leaves were rattling by the wind. The kite was stuck in the middle of a few branches, and it should have been smeared with a lot of butter, but it was not smashed by the branches.

The children screamed and swarmed up, and two even took off their shoes and climbed up a short distance, but the tree was really tall and thick, and the children slid down from the tree due to lack of strength, rubbing the ashes on their faces. , a group of people had to let go of the ugly kite crying.

The young man looked at it interestingly, but he didn't know what to think, and his eyes fell on the lonely kite again. If he didn't take it off, it would have been blown to pieces by the wind overnight without any traces. It was too ugly. The young man bit the bark and whistled, Wearing a willow-leaf hat, I wandered to the poplar tree. When I got there, I looked up and saw that there was a bird's nest under the two big wings of the kite.

The roasted bird eggs seemed to be pretty good, the boy smiled with his lips curled up, kicked the tree trunk in the air with his hands, and stepped on a branch with his feet to fly up to a high branch in an instant.He is a little thin, and the waist wrapped in a belt is a little thinner than that of a woman. When he flies up, he looks like an eagle with wings, vigorous but soft.

He picked up the kite and was about to throw it away, when he saw the paper swallow red

With a fluttering face, I couldn't help laughing. This smile revealed two pointed canine teeth, and the eyebrows were deep and graceful. He pulled the broken string and carried the kite on his back, reached out to pick out the bird's egg, and touched it But he touched the furry two heads.

I tilted my head to see where there were any bird eggs, they had already broken out of their shells and turned into two small gray things, their voices were very weak, and I couldn't tell what species they were, but they were still ugly.

You can't eat such a thing, it's unlucky to climb so high in vain, the boy frowned, poked the heads of the two chicks, mumbling about to climb down, and slipped a little bit, The skeleton of the kite on the back scraped the bird's nest and accidentally fell down.

The boy was stunned for a moment, before his brain could react, he was already hanging upside down, his feet crossed on the tree and he stretched out his hands to catch the bird's nest. The two birds were chirping, much smaller than newborn chicks.The young man shook his head with a look of disgust, and he didn't know what he was going crazy to fly down to catch such a thing. He was hanging in the air like a swing frame, and he was dizzy and dizzy before letting go. The feet continued to fly downward.

The wind picked up, and the blowing grass leaves fascinated his eyes. The willow bank not far away was full of joy and harmony. Across the rippling green, he felt that the whole world was full of spring flowers.The young man pulled out a hand and rubbed his eyes, his head suddenly became dizzy, flowers were flying around in front of his eyes, a white shadow wrapped in a clear and cold fragrance floated over, the young man's falling body lightened instantly, and he was hugged by the waist inside.

Halfway through the head-turning move, he collapsed in the grass in panic.

The boy spat out the willow whistle, and helped the willow cap on his head that was crookedly covering his eyes. He opened his mouth in shock before saying, "Who the hell is hugging me?"

The person in front of him is like a peach blossom, burning like a stream of light, his eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are like stars, his black hair is like a waterfall and his clothes are full of snow, and the bright and cold moon is like a banished fairy descending from the earth. The young man frowns imposingly. , the voice lowered involuntarily: "Who are you..."

"I'm sorry." The softness in his arms made the visitor stunned for a moment. He stared at the boy for a long time, then straightened up from his body with his arms, and explained: "It was far away just now. I thought you were walking away from the tree. It fell off, sorry."

"Who is it?" The young man rubbed his sore arm, turned over with a grunt, and became angry when he saw the scattered pieces of paper on the ground: "What's the matter with you? The kite was crushed by you, I caught it The bird was almost killed by you."

The man was a little bit astonished, seeing the young man lost his mind again, the young man was so irritable that he got goosebumps all over his body, so he kicked him while he was not paying attention, but the foot hadn't touched the person yet, and he was wrapped in white clothes. There was a gust of wind, and he flicked his sleeves in a hurry, and the boy squatted back and fell heavily on the ground with an "ouch".

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" The man came to his senses and hurried forward to help him. The boy was still holding the bird's nest with one hand, and he was covering his butt tightly with the other hand. Tears came out of both eyes, and the voice Li You was crying: "Who the hell are you? Did I provoke you? How dare you hit me, my ass hurts like hell..."

The man in white was at a loss, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe away his tears, but the palm of his hand turned red from the boy's slap, so he coaxed, "Don't cry, I'll pay you a kite again?"

The young man covered his buttocks, stepped back a few steps and leaned against the tree, and looked at him defensively: "You are good enough to beat and hug people casually?" The other half of the kite was still on its back in embarrassment, The willow cap on his head covered his eyes again due to the impact, and the young man stomped on the debris on the ground angrily, as if even today's fun had been crushed into powder, and said viciously: "Who wants you to pay, it's really embarrassing!" People are annoying, go away quickly, don't delay me roasting bird eggs... no, roasting birds."

The four eyes of the two people landed on the bird's nest at the same time, and the two gray chicks chirped uncomfortably in a soft and terrified voice. The man took a step forward instead of retreating, and looked at the boy's wet eyes softly. He said: "Let them go, okay? I'll buy you something else to eat? Candy or sweet soup balls?"

The young man muttered with disdain on his face: "Who wants to eat that kind of sweet and greasy food? I'm not a child, are you sick? What I want to eat is your business?" He originally said that Well, the sum of these two gadgets doesn’t even have two taels of meat. What’s there to eat? This person hates him so much that he insists on fighting against him. Now it’s all right. If you don’t let him eat it, he still insists on eating it.

The young man staggered his body and didn't even look at him. The tattered swallow kite was still behind him. He lifted his feet and walked towards the river bank. The man in white panicked and grabbed the young man's gloved left hand.

Both of them were stunned, and raised their heads at the same time. The young man struggled for a while and then half-bent over with a curse, bumping his head against the man's soft belly. The boy blushed anxiously and bared his teeth: "What do you want? What are you grabbing me for? I'll kill you..." As he spoke, he didn't care about the two chicks that he had spent a long time trying to catch, and headed towards the grass. After throwing it up, he took out his long sword with his right hand, and slashed at the man's hand with a flash of cold light.

The man in white let go of his hand to avoid the sharp sword light, took a few steps back and hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive, I just want you not to eat those two little things, there is no other meaning."

The boy didn't listen, he jumped up, and stabbed fiercely with his right hand on the long sword. The man in white just dodged and didn't fight back, and didn't even open the sword on his back. Out of anger, the whistling of the long sword dance in his hand generated wind, and the light of the sword became denser.The man in white was about to dodge again when an ice-white sword blade passed through the gap between the black swords unexpectedly. He heard a soft hum, and the light of the sword dissipated immediately. With a grim expression on his face, he leaned back against the tree again.

He stared at the person with his eyes, as if staring at a dying prey, gloomy and terrifying. The two chicks on the ground were smashed to pieces as he stepped back. The young man moved his eyes back and forth, and sneered: "So it's from the same group." What? I demolished your family’s ancestral grave?”

The man in white looked at the blood on his arm, and couldn't tell what it was like, and he didn't know which kind of worry and pain was more.In the past, it was just a face-to-face entanglement, which made the young man loathe and miss him for a long time, and he never forgot the past grievances until the death of the enemy, and now he was stabbed in the arm, so, he ran so hard to get to know him, unexpectedly Can't stop the endless fate of destiny?

His face was extremely pale, his skin was as white as frost and snow, and his whole body was in a mess, his mind was buzzing. He felt someone holding his arm, and his voice was worried: "Xingchen, are you okay?" ?”

What can he do?Shouldn't it be the innocent boy who was stabbed by a sword?

He pushed away the hand supporting him in a panic, stepped forward and stood in front of the young man, watching the blood dripping from his fingers, the grass and leaves on the ground were all red with blood, and his hoarse voice was hesitant to speak. Zhi, a name that has been repeated thousands of times on the tip of the tongue, as if struggling across the ravine and sea: "Xue Yang..."