white head

Autumn has come to an end. After a banquet, the last bit of autumn light struggles to bloom until it is old, and finally diffuses on the tail of the season.

Skimming a pool of water, the tentacles were unexpectedly cold.I saw the thin frost on the wintersweet under the eaves, and I knew that winter had arrived.A fire was added to the charcoal basin, and it burned all day long.

"brat……"

Fei Ran put a thick begonia-colored satin quilt on her legs, put the little beast on her knees, lowered her head, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

He didn't dare to call him San'er again, although he didn't know the reason.

In fact, the little beast woke up three days ago.

Three days ago, it was the time when he brought the little beast home.The little beast opened its eyes in panic when he stepped into the threshold, and stared at him with wet black pupils. Under the clear sky, the eyes were indifferent, clearly unable to reflect any brilliance.

Fei Ran's eyes lit up, and the other side of the gaze was occupied by the pupils dipped in water by the little beast, shining brightly.

As a result, his heart softened and warmed, he stretched out his hand in a daze, tentatively stroking the little beast's back.

The little beast wailed twice from between its teeth, took two steps back, turned its back to Fei Ran and lay down on the ground.

I never opened my eyes again.

Fei Ran withdrew her hand and looked at the white patch drifting away, looking lonely like a wandering dandelion.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, went back to the house and took the quilt, and added more fire to the charcoal basin.

At that time, Fei Ran hadn't heard of the phrase "there is nothing greater than death in the heart".

At that time, he did not expect that there would be so many entanglements between him and the little beast.

He just subconsciously felt that this unusual little beast that covered its mouth and yawned might be related to his lost memory or Linli.

This feeling surprised him at first, but the silence of Bai Jin and others made the surprise turn into panic.

Bai Jin said: "No matter who he is, it has nothing to do with you, Immortal Feiqin."

He didn't expect it to be like this, as if the first snow in winter fell at this time.

Snowflakes and hailstones hit the head, instantly extinguishing all the flames of surprise.

The pear tree became stronger, and the pear blossoms bloomed and then withered.In the blink of an eye, another round of winter coolness.

In the next few days, he sat in front of the window with the little beast in his arms, looked at the broken branches, which were separated from the green leaves and white flowers, and shivered helplessly in the wind.

I remembered the little Linli back then.

The child with white-toothed powder noodles stretched out his arms like a migratory bird, and plunged into his arms, with a red face, two clusters of rose colors, and sad eyes that made people feel distressed.

This miss is not without reason.

On the first day he brought the little beast back, he had a strange dream of a long-lost pear tree, in the old past that seemed to be a long time ago.

The young man with a clear face stood under the tree, shaking down a tree of pear blossoms, with undisguised joy on his brows.

He approached uneasily, and saw the young man in Wei Xizhong looking back and smiling.

From a long distance away, pear blossoms fell densely, brushing against the boy's shoulders, and brushing against his smiling eyes with drooping eyelashes.

After waking up from the dream, he leaned against the bed weakly. The night outside the window was as cold as water, the osmanthus blossoms were thick, and the dead branches swayed like a ferocious silhouette with teeth and claws.

The room was as silent as a tomb, he looked at the dark and desolate branches in reality, and thought of the pear tree in his dream, he felt dazed for a while.

With a tight heart, he suddenly turned over and lay down on the bed, and eagerly stepped across the cold floor with bare feet, not knowing where he was going in a daze.

Just consciously go forward, go forward.

After pushing open a door, I saw a burning charcoal brazier in the corner of the guest room, and a small white beast lying quietly on the small bed.

He froze for a moment, feeling empty in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was holding the little beast in his arms, and he had exited the guest room at some point.

He patted the little beast's back lightly, and recalled the boy shaking the pear tree in his dream, and felt pain for no reason.

Fei Ran brought the little beast back to the room, lifted the quilt and placed it beside the pillow, supported the little beast's jaw with her hand, and placed the round head on the pillow.

He lay down next to the little beast, clinging to the little ball of warm body.

Turning his face away, he looked at the expressionless profile of the little beast, as if he would never wake up again.

He clutched his chest, feeling a little distressed.So he stretched out his arms, leaped over the wings and pulled the little beast into his arms, only then smiled with satisfaction, closed his eyes and fell back into sleep.

He didn't have another dream that night, and when he woke up after getting enough sleep, he saw that it was almost noon.

He sat on the bed with dazed eyes, trying to outline the outline of the boy in his dream, and called Xiao Li twice in a daze, but he didn't feel like it.

His Xiaoli is always small and lively.

Even due to lack of practice, he couldn't even hide his tail at first, and it was left behind as it floated back and forth.Coupled with the wobbly and small body of the villain, it makes people feel that they can't get enough of pets.

It's a pity that he will never know that Linli was heartless at that time, but it was because he was by his side.Linli, who has lost Fei Ran, is far stronger than anyone imagined.

He didn't know that being able to pester himself and rely on himself was the pride of that child many years ago.

He couldn't figure out any more clues, so he simply closed the door without seeing anyone.

Later, when he got bored thinking about it again, he rested his chin on the little beast's couch, gently brushed and pulled the little beast's long hair with his fingers:

"Little guy, why does it remind me of Xiaoli every time I see you? Could it be that you were raised by Xiaoli?"

"So, Xiao Li entrusted him to Bai Jin before he left,"

"But……"

Fei Ran frowned, and at the end of the sentence, her voice lowered, with some grievances:

"Why didn't Xiaoli give you to me..."

"Obviously besides Qi Nian, I am the closest person to Xiaoli. How can Xiaoli and Bai Jin know each other better than me?"

He kept making conjectures with great enjoyment, so that he repeated it a lot, and gradually even he began to believe it firmly.

At dusk, he would get up and pour out the cold white fungus, refill a bowl, and put on a thicker quilt.

Delicately embroidered satin wrap, bordered with rabbit fur.Plush texture.Osmanthus osmanthus and moon flow all over the place, and the cold moonlight is extraordinarily warm.

He was afraid that the little beast would be frozen at night.

There was a new kid who was curious, and he said with a cold face, "It was entrusted by an old friend."

When passing by the yard the next day, I heard a few little fairies in lake green silk shirts, young and old, whispering to their ears.

The voice was not loud, he was far away, and he could only hear rumors that there was a lot of noise in the heavenly court these days, saying that Immortal Feiqin and Immortal Baijin had a conflict over a spirit beast, and I don't know what kind of beast is so rare.

What's more, the shaking came out, saying that Hua Lian and Qingqiushan were both involved, and that Qi Nian and Xianjun Feiqin hadn't spoken a word for a few days, so I don't know what it has to do with this little beast .

He also said that Immortal Feiqin doesn't leave the gate now, and the house is so deserted, which really doesn't seem to be the usual style.

After hearing this, Fei Ran listened, and then looked at the deep courtyard, only Shuangxue was left locked inside, so she was right.

He raised his hand to call Xiantong, heated another bowl of porridge, turned around and disappeared into the bleak silence like severe winter.

After Fei Ran returned to the house, she put on a gentle smile and put a few wintersweets that came down just now into the vase.

The flowers were originally covered with frost, but when they were smoked by the heat, they melted, as if there were a few precarious tears hanging on them.

The little beast still refused to open its eyes.

Fei Ran was not in a hurry or annoyed, with thousands of flowers hidden in her smile, she patted the little beast's head affectionately:

"Little guy, even if it's for Xiao Li, you have to eat a little bit, even if you have my immortal energy to keep you safe, but it doesn't mean you don't eat anything, right?"

Thinking about the smile is a bit bitter:

"If Xiao Li comes back and finds that you have lost weight, how should I explain to him as an older brother?"

He raised his eyes, looked around the little beast, and looked at the leafless branches outside the window, swaying up and down alone in the wind, his eyes were a little wet.

He froze for a while, feeling bored, and wanted to say everything.It doesn't matter whether the little beast can hear or understand:

"Bai Jin's words are stinging, Feng Li's sarcasm, Hua Lian seems to have grown up overnight, I don't understand, his attitude is as distant as pointing at my nose and saying 'you let me down' .”

"But it's very tragic. I didn't even know the reason, and I was still ignorant, and I found out that I was pushed into such a situation."

"I don't know if 1000 years is indeed a bit long. I have been wondering these days. Is it really Xiao Nian who came back?"

"Maybe it's wrong to say that, but..."

"Why can't Xiao Nian and the figure in my mind overlap at all? The tension between Xiao Nian and Bai Jin, as well as the inexplicable words, since when did the relationship between us become like this?"

"Oh, it's a figure that often appears in my mind since I had a strange dream last time. It's very familiar. At first I thought it was Xiao Nian."

"Heh, heh, maybe I thought too much, but even if I don't remember much, I can still think that I have lived for the sake of saving Xiao Nian for the past 1000 years. When I really rescued Xiao Nian, I felt empty in my heart. of."

"It's like there is an empty piece of land there. When the wind blows, my heart feels chilly and uncomfortable."

Fei Ran murmured, her tone was a bit hoarse at the end, as if her voice was choked up at the end of the sentence.

He looked out the window in a daze, feeling a little tired.I also feel that it is not bad to wait quietly like this.

Things that made him strange appeared one after another, and he became irritable and restless in the confrontation with reality again and again.

Such uneasiness made him faintly aware that perhaps he was not ready to accept the truth at all.

On the third night, Immortal Feiqin's residence unexpectedly welcomed a guest.

Fei Ran was holding the cold white fungus, and when she passed by the window, she saw a cloud of bright red bursting out of the vast whiteness from a distance.

He stopped in front of the window, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The wide hem of the clothes was burning like a flame in the wind, drifting closer and closer.

In the dazzling fiery red light, a man in red with a charming face appeared in front of the door holding a green gauze palace lantern. The contrast of red and green was shocking.

Feng Li frowned, hesitated for a while, and knocked hard on the door valve.

Fei Ran pushed open the door, and saw the man leaning against the door, with a smile more seductive than his clothes, shining brightly in the cold wind:

"Don't you want to know what happened?"

Feng Li casually looked at him:

"I tell you."

The bowl in Fei Ran's hand fell to the ground, and she was stunned by the door, unable to speak for a while.

Suddenly a rustling sound passed by his ears, Feng Li lowered his head, and then suddenly widened his eyes.

Eyelids drooped at dusk, and in the thin light, a small figure crouched in front of her eyes.

The sleeping little beast heard the sound at some point and rushed out of the house.

The little beast shook its neck, looked at Fengli with eager and doubtful eyes, and repeatedly scratched the ground with its two front paws restlessly.

Then she threw herself at Feng Li's feet, first rubbed him affectionately, then grabbed his trousers, and dragged him to the bookshelf.

Raising his eyes, he let out a chaotic sound of "Awoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Feng Li understood, her smile froze, and then faded away little by little.

He knelt down and sighed, and met the little beast's eyes:

"You mean nerd, you want to ask why I haven't gone back?"

The little beast blinked and nodded vigorously.

Feng Li evoked a smile, his face was dyed white by the wind and snow:

"Silly San'er, a nerd, he has already passed this life."

The little beast froze for a moment, then slowly stopped moving, and sporadic watery light came out from the bottom of his eyes.

"Don't make that look."

Feng Xin felt sour, touched the little beast's head, and managed to utter a word with great difficulty.

He shook his head and smiled wryly, his warm tone came from all around:

"The nerd said he was happy."

Feng Li gritted her teeth, suppressed tears, and continued after a long time:

"He said he was grateful to you."

The little beast took a step back and shook his head in disbelief, his little head was almost thrown off.

Feng Li hugged the little beast painfully, rubbed his chin on the little beast's head, then lifted him up, facing those moist eyes like black jade:

"Sleep well, and when you wake up, everything will be fine."

Xiaoshou sensitively sensed the strangeness in Fengli's words, his body froze in Fengli's arms, and struggled desperately after a few seconds.

The continuous howls, each longer than the last, were close to heart-piercing wailing,

Fei Ran's heart was almost suffocated by the cries of the little beast.After reacting, he hurried forward, trying to snatch the little beast back.

Not daring to hurt Fengli, he tried to use brute force for the first time in desperation.

Feng Li stretched out his hand to block it, and for some reason, suddenly turned his face to Fei Ran, and shouted angrily:

"It's too late to know that I feel bad now! This is the only chance I give you, if you want to get back your memory, just stand there and don't move!"

Fei Ran's movements froze in the air, he lowered his hands, and looked weakly at the struggling man and beast.

The little beast closed his eyes in pain, his sad expression pierced into Fei Ran's heart bit by bit like a freshly sharpened knife.

Finally, the slender struggle stopped, and the little beast fell softly into Fengli's arms, without making a sound.

Feng Li quietly watched the little beast fall into a deep sleep, and a long ink-colored line stretched out in his mind, outlining the young man in brocade clothes who was shaking his folding fan in his memory.

The well-known young master of the Su family in Chang'an, he remembered that he had slender eyebrows, the corners of his eyes were habitually turned up slightly, and his gentle face was inlaid with eyes as warm as water.

Fengli kissed the little beast's forehead lightly for the last time:

"Although I'm very reluctant, but I have to see you again."

"Really, even the farewell is so hasty."

"Where will I be when you wake up?"

The backs of the immature snowflakes in the new wind, and the bright and bright man in the sea of ​​flowers, together with this winter, become a picture that Fei Ran will never forget.

That was the last memory left to Fei Ran by that flying and kind Fox of Qingqiu.

The Fox of Qingqiu, gifted with supernatural powers, is especially famous for "Guangyin".

Feng Li spread out a quiet smile, and dazzled people's eyes in the twilight:

"Don't worry, it's just normal hypnosis. Well, let's do it now."

The bright luster filled the field of vision, the rare clear sky in winter was climbing into the house through the huge window frame with carved wooden lattice, and the ambiguous light in the air was undulating.

The oncoming sunshine still carried a cool breath.

The hot air from the traditional Chinese medicine is full of bitter taste.In the vision blurred by the heat, there is a faint touch of bright gold, which belongs to the middle of the table, a whole plate of perfectly baked red bean cakes.

When Fei Ran opened her eyes again, she immediately realized that this was a spell that Qingqiu Fox was good at.

A powerful technique called "Duyin".When the spell is performed, people can be sent back to the previous time and space, and appear in a completely transparent form, as a bystander to witness what happened in the past.

But he was still at a loss, not knowing where he was.

Until I heard a pleasant male voice say in an inexplicable and helpless tone:

"You saved me?"

Fei Ran raised her head subconsciously, only then did she see that there were still two people in the room.

The one on the table, with delicate features like sculptures and clear lines, is lazily playing with a tea pot made of porcelain made of blue sky after rain, with raised eyebrows and eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling.

Obviously it was me.

And the other one - Fei Ran followed the line of sight of "myself", then widened her eyes, and shook her head in disbelief: Xiao, Xiaoli...

The bitterness spread between the fingers, reaching every tiny nerve ending.

He laughed nervously "hehe", trying to hold onto something, but found it was futile.

He looked down at his transparent body, and seemed to hear Fengli's chilling voice before losing consciousness.

Both real and vague:

"I'm not pitying you. On the contrary, all of this is just your own fault. You should remember it well. The reason why Qingqiu Fengli wanted to help you was just to repay your kindness, and... and don't want to see Su Twenty-san got hurt again, that's all!"

The author has something to say:

Some words that Fengli had to babble about:

I think, Fengli has guarded the nerd for life after life, and her only wish is to hear the nerd say "happiness" with her own ears.

After waiting until this life, he finally waited.

That is to say, in this life, when he saw San'er, it was as if San'er wanted Fei Ran to finally remember him, but he was unwilling to let that person live in guilt all his life and insisted on making him forget.

Perhaps Fengli felt that he should not be too selfish, a nerd should have his own life, fall in love with different people in every life, and live various wonderful lives, instead of being imprisoned by his side forever.

So he chose to give up, not to mention, only he could save that outrageously kind-hearted mistress who not only helped to count the money after being sold, but also wished to write the investment plan to others.

But I think, Fengli has no regrets in this life. If there is any, probably the only regret is that he was not able to say "goodbye" to that young master Su.

The writing is sour, I really feel sorry for this child Fengli