Dreams in Paradise

Fengyuan rode the white hibiscus horse and followed behind silently.

Today's running water is really too strange, the whole body is surrounded by clouds and fog, and there is an invisible indifference and indescribable sadness, which makes him a little scared and worried.

He galloped all the way back to Luhua Village, Fengyuan couldn't help sneezing.

Only then did Liu Shui realize that there was someone beside him, so he hurriedly took out a thick winter quilt and put it on the reed mat, saying: "Take off your soaked clothes quickly, wipe them with a dry cloth, and put them under the quilt."

He found a clean cloth towel and put it on the bed, seeing that Fengyuan was still dawdling and motionless, he said, "Why don't you take off your clothes?"

Walking over to show him, the inner and outer laces were somehow messed up, and I couldn't help laughing, "How did you put on your clothes?"

Feng Yuan whispered: "I didn't see it tied like this when I put it on in the morning, maybe it was too dark to see clearly, and it broke when I was pulling randomly."

Liu Shui held a small silver peach-leaf knife in his hand, looked up at Fengyuan, and said, "Cut it off, your whole body is soaked, and I don't know how long it will take to untie it, I'm afraid it will freeze you sick."

Feng Yuan nodded thoughtfully: "It's fine to cut the mess with a sharp knife. You can do it."

Liu Shui had something on his mind and couldn't think of anything else. Seeing him nodding, he slashed down with his knife and cut it neatly. Then he turned and went to the kitchen, and told him, "I'm going to boil hot water for you to take a bath. You go first." Under the quilt."

Fengyuan wiped it with a dry cloth, got into the quilt and covered it up, except for the water jacket.

The running water ignited the firewood very quickly, boiled hot water on the stove, threw a piece of old ginger into the fire and boiled it for a while, at least it became soup, scooped up a bowl and brought it into the room, saying: "Drink this bowl while it's hot. Jiang Tang, if you are sick, I will be guilty today."

Every Qingming Festival is the most difficult day for running water, and today I heard Shan Lingyu's words again, and my heart sank into the abyss.Coming back from Shangjin City like a walking dead, he completely forgot to find something to cover Fengyuan from the rain.

Feng Yuan blew on it, took a sip slowly, and said: "It's going to rain, can you hold back? Have you drank?"

Liu Shui felt ashamed, fearing that he would get sick, he hurriedly said, "Talk after drinking the soup."

Feng Yuan felt that the ginger soup was almost scalding his heart, and seeing the running water was anxious, he couldn't bear his harshness and guilt, so he braced himself, blew hard on the mouth of the bowl, drank it indiscriminately, and his whole body was bleeding. sweat.

Liu Shui took the empty bowl with one hand and pressed him under the quilt with the other to cover him before leaving.

Seeing that his clothes were still soaked, Fengyuan suddenly got up and knelt down, grabbed his front, "Take it off!"

Half of the quilt on Feng Yuan's body fell down, and the flowing water dazzled his eyes, he was startled, pulled the quilt, pushed him down and continued to cover him, and said: "I don't mind, I'll change after I take a shower."

Feng Yuan was still held down by him, struggling and said: "No way! I'm going to get sick, take off now."

Liu Shui said: "Be honest, I'm still boiling the water, it must have been scalded, now I'll bring it in for you."

Fengyuan didn't dare to move.

Liu Shui's face was expressionless, and his tone was as usual, but Fengyuan didn't dare to say another word when he saw his deep eyes, he could only open his eyes honestly and watch him come in and out in wet clothes, holding a bucket, Pour water and reach out to test the temperature.

He also saw him go out with clean clothes, walked to the door, paused, and said: "Get up and take a shower, I'll come in after washing."

Looking at his heavy back, Feng Yuan became more worried.

When practicing on the mountain, the master once said that there are tens of thousands of people in the world, and they will embark on many different paths.No one can go where anyone else can.

Feng Yuan knew that Master was preaching again, and he could understand the Tao, but there was still something that the young heart couldn't agree to.

At this moment, he didn't know which road Liu Shui was on or where he had arrived. Should he follow Master's admonition and just watch it from the sidelines, or try to walk over there to see if he was alone? Walk the road that another person really cannot reach.Is the realm that one person can reach, another person really can't get involved.

When the running water came in again, I had already changed my clothes, only my hair was still wet and dripping with water.

Feng Yuan had already changed his clothes and lay on the bed with long thoughts. Seeing him approaching with a pale face, he didn't care about thinking about Master's admonition. He sat up and pulled him to the bed and sat down. Turned over, brushed his hair, said: "I'll wipe your hair for you, and you also cover it under the quilt, it's all warm."

Liu Shui said: "No need."

Taking the dry cloth from Fengyuan, he stood up, "I'll do it myself. It's still raining, and it's cold in the spring night, so cover yourself with the quilt. What do you want to eat at night? Steamed buns or hibiscus cakes."

Feng Yuan shook his head, "I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep."

Liu Shui reached out and touched his forehead, there was no fever, he felt relieved, and said, "If you want to sleep, wait until your hair is dry. I'll go and bring you a bowl of ginger soup, cover it up after you drink it."

When the running water came in, I still brought him a hot steamed bun, "Eat some."

Feng Yuan took it in silence, honestly ate the steamed buns and drank the ginger soup, and obediently got under the covers.

Liu Shui cleared away the barrels for bathing, and took the empty bowls to the kitchen.

Feng Yuan has always been well-behaved, but he loves to be lively, and he is never so quiet for a moment.

Liu Shui looked at the rainwater leaking from the kitchen, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

This Qingming is already cold enough, he shouldn't treat an innocent person so coldly.

But what to do.

Every Qingming, the running water is soaked in the rain and passed quietly.

He didn't know why the world had to celebrate Qingming, he never wanted to.He has always insisted that he has no one to pay homage to in Qingming.

However, Qingming remains the same year after year, and it still has to be passed after all.He couldn't stay awake, so he could only quietly find a place to drink the Xinghuachun wine, and closed his eyes in the rain until dawn.

He only hoped that when he opened his eyes the next day, it would be a great spring, so that he could let go of his longing that had been calm for years.

Looking forward to a good spring, looking forward to that proud red flower showing mercy and releasing a wisp of fragrance to guide him in the direction to go.

Seeing that he hadn't entered the house, Fengyuan crawled out and walked lightly to the door of the kitchen, quietly hid behind the door, watching him in the dim light.

Liu Shui rubbed his face and said, "Is your hair dry?"

Fengyuan nodded.

Liu Shui came over and patted his head, and said, "Come out to do something well covered, the cold is terrible, go in quickly."

Feng Yuan let him make arrangements, seeing that he still wanted to go back to sleep in the haystack after covering himself tightly, so he pulled his sleeve and said softly: "I can't sleep."

Liu Shui said: "Didn't you want to sleep early in the morning, why can't you fall asleep again?"

Fengyuan only opened a pair of clear eyes to look at him.

He said, "Tell me what you want to do."

Feng Yuan said: "I want to hear you talk. When I was a child and couldn't sleep, my mother would talk to me, and I fell asleep while talking."

Don't want to make you sad alone.

Looking at the flowing water at the door and looking at the sky without saying a word, Feng Yuan's heart suddenly ached.

He has never been so sad, Liushui, who has always been heartless and unrestrained, suddenly seems to be in a completely different world. He can't tell the distance and loneliness, and he doesn't want Liushui to sink there alone. in the loneliness.

No matter what Liu Shui is going through at this moment, he wants to be with him at this moment.

He wanted to try to walk over and have a look.

Growing up with that troublesome little boy from childhood, Liu Shui has always understood the inadvertent coquettishness of a mother's child, and couldn't help but overflowing with a soft smile, "What do you want to hear?"

Feng Yuan lifted up one side of the quilt, "You go inside the quilt and say, it sounds nice to talk like this."

Liu Shui lay down as he said, and said: "Your mother must love you very much, why would you be willing to come out and suffer."

Feng Yuan shook his head, "It's not bitter. How can I suffer with someone as good as you?"

Liu Shui said: "Why is your mouth so sweet? Are you not afraid of me?"

Feng Yuan nodded, then shook his head again.

Liu Shui: "Are you afraid?"

Feng Yuan said: "I am afraid that you will be frozen." I am even more afraid that you will be lonely.

Liu Shui put his fingertips lightly on his face and tapped, "I am warm, not cold."

When he said these words, Liu Shui was in a trance.

"I'm not afraid of the cold. Hualuo is keeping warm in his hands. If I get cold, I'll bother him."

A half-playful casual remark when he was a teenager, but Hua Luo took it seriously and clasped his hand tightly in the palm of his hand.

The words are still in my ears, and the warmth of my palm is still in my fingertips.

He looked at his fingers in a daze, and Feng Yuan looked at him.The tung oil lamp was still burning, and it was dimly dyed with the endless smoke and rain in Qingming.

Feng Yuan sneezed, Liu Shui recovered from his trance, withdrew his hand, and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Fengyuan pulled his finger, placed it between his forehead, and closed his eyes.

Liu Shui thought it was another little coquettishness that Fengyuan had cultivated, so he let him wait patiently for him to fall asleep.

After a while, seeing that he was breathing steadily, he gently withdrew his hand to get up.

Feng Yuan stretched out one hand to embrace the quilt on his side, closed his eyes and murmured: "It's so cold, you sleep with me."

Liu Shui put his hands under the quilt, and said, "I'm going to Jincheng tomorrow, I have to get up early, I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

Feng Yuan opened his eyes, and said in a daze: "You wake up early, I am very sleepy, you can't wake me up. If I get cold in the middle of the night, I will wake up from the cold, and I will get sick and have a fever. Can you bear it?"

The clear and careful thought made Liu Shui feel warm, he waved the dim yellow lamp with one hand, and said softly: "I can't say it to you."

Satisfied, Fengyuan squeezed towards him.Close your eyes and think about things.

Just now he tried to explore the spiritual altar of flowing water, wanting to see what kind of realm he had entered, but in front of him was cloud and mist, he couldn't see or touch anything clearly.

He is obviously just a mortal, but he can't detect it, can't sense it.It shouldn't be.

Is there a fairy fate?

Thinking of this, he smiled, maybe he can accept an apprentice.

After a long time, Liu Shui saw that he had finally fallen asleep, moved a little outside, listened to the clear and thin rain, sighed slightly, and closed his eyes.

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