white head

"Fengli..."

Su Ersan put down the bowl and was confused for a long time before opening the curtain and going out, and sat down beside Bai Jin:

"what happened?"

Sitting under the bare pear tree, Bai Jin saw a small tulle lantern floating towards this direction.

The bamboo frame is loose, and the sound of bumping together can be heard.Behind the lantern was a scowling expression.

Su Twenty-san shook his head and did not speak, stretched out his hand to pat the pear tree beside him, and touched the somewhat rough trunk repeatedly.

He turned his head and smiled slightly:

"I still remember the tree."

The palms were laid flat on the tree trunk, and there was a look of nostalgia in the eyes.

The right hand gestured a few movements in the air, and then covered the tree trunk again.

"It was under this tree that I first learned the magic of conjuring pear blossoms..."

"Su Twenty-three..."

Bai Jin reached out and patted Su Ersan's shoulder, feeling a little worried.

Just as he was about to blurt out his words, he stopped because of the slight itchiness that fell on his face.

Pear blossoms in the snow.

The sprinkling of pear blossoms fell from the sky, mixed with fine snow pear flowers, it was even more silvery white, and it was hard to tell whether it was snow or pears.

Su Twenty-san smiled and shook his head:

"I didn't expect that I could use this spell."

"Su Twenty-three."

This child, even his voice is trembling, how can he be fine.

Bai Jin sighed softly:

"Fengli is still awake?"

"Ah."

A pear blossom fell to her knee, Su Ersan picked it up and squeezed it tightly.He clenched his hands into fists again, and pressed them firmly against his knees, his eye circles were a little red:

"It's been three days... still haven't woken up, what should I do?"

Bai Jin smiled bitterly, knowing in his heart that if this goes on, he probably won't be able to last for a few days.

After thinking for a long time, I finally said cautiously:

"Probably tomorrow..."

Before he could finish talking, he heard a heart-piercing cough that came out through the window lattice.

Su Ersan stood up in a jerk, turned around and ran towards the house.

The hem and sleeves of the clothes were covered with snow, which melted after entering the room, making it very cool.

He was only wearing a single shirt, his teeth were shivering from the cold, and he stretched out his hand to hold the one that Feng Li put under the quilt.

As soon as he grasped it, he let it go suddenly, and rubbed his two palms together fiercely. When the palms were all red from rubbing, Fang grabbed Fengli's hand again:

"Fengli? Are you awake?"

The person on the bed frowned, but did not answer.

Su Ersan knew that he was holding on with the last sliver of strength, his heart ached, and a tear rolled down his eyes in the blink of an eye.

He picked up a towel from the basin beside him, wrung it dry, and carefully wiped Fenglishi's blue lips and plain white cheeks.

Just as he wiped those eyes, a long stream of tears fell down.Transparent silk threads strung together in the air, smashed to pieces on Fengli's unconscious face.

Su Niansan recalled that when he first met, the man raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, his eyes were like glass, and he was so beautiful in the sun.People can't take their eyes off.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, bent down, clenched his teeth, and let out a heavy cry from his throat:

"Fengli—"

Bai Jin stretched out his hand to pull Su Twenty-san to get up, then retracted it with a sigh.

He quietly watched the boy take out the towel from the hot water, wring it out over and over again, and kept wiping Feng Li's exposed face and neck.

The skin above the neck was slightly warmed by the steam, the boy put down the towel and showed a satisfied expression.

"Su Twenty-san...don't do this..."

Bai Jin's heart sank, she didn't even know how to comfort her.

"Come on. What's wrong with me?"

Su Twenty-san laughed abruptly:

"It's all because of me, isn't it? You, Hua Lian, Feng Li, you are living well, isn't it because of me? It's not because of me that you are involved in these things?"

"Don't..."

Only two of the three words popped out, and they were strangled in the cradle by a knock on the door.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw the little boy at the door, wearing a black coat, rushing in:

"Xian, Xianjun, yes, yes..."

Xiao Xiantong touched the sweat on his forehead, he didn't know whether he was scared or ran away:

"Yes, it's Immortal Feiqin..."

As early as when he saw Xiantong's expression, Bai Jin had already guessed that it was Fei Ran who came.

He turned his head to look at Su Ersan, who slowly calmed down, and all expressions gradually faded from his face.

Su Twenty-san just turned his head out of the window, and said leisurely:

"A few days ago, I went to set off the river lanterns. The Qujiang River was really lively. At that time, I stood on the riverside and put the lanterns in it. Let it go, and my heart is very peaceful."

He turned his head slightly:

"It's as if the light slid across the water and smoothed out all the emotions."

After saying that, he nodded his head lowly, feeling a pain in his heart.

How long has it been since all of them have been secretly changed, and how many river lanterns have been carried away on the Qujiang River in a blink of an eye?

Bai Jin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly.

Knowing that, he turned around and walked out through the curtain.

Su Ersan watched him walk away slowly, and there was only a little lake blue left in the sky and earth, so he lowered his eyes and sighed.

At the end, the blank expression came up again, I don't know if he was talking to himself, or he was asking the person outside the door:

"I really don't understand, Fei Ran, what else do you want to do?"

Sihua's Xianjun rolled up his sleeves, walked to a pear tree and stopped, turned around with cold eyes:

"I don't know why Immortal Feiqin came here this time, what is the purpose?"

Fei Ran's face was livid, and she hurriedly poked her head to look inside.

Bai Jin was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned sideways to block his sight.

Only then did Fei Ran raise her head, and turned her face to Bai Jin.

The moment their eyes met, their eyes turned cold.

He raised his eyebrows and said coldly:

"I'm looking for Su Twenty-san."

Bai Jin looked at him deeply, and after a long time, he could barely smile:

"Who is Su Twenty-san? There is only a nine-tailed fox and a spirit beast with weak spiritual power in the Baijin Mansion."

Su Ersan talked about setting off the river lantern, and he talked about it, but he just wanted to tell himself that after this point, there will be no more Su Ersan or Lin Li in the world, and the dust from thousands of miles away will be gone, and it will be a bright moon again when he flicks his sleeves .

Fei Ran's face became more gloomy, her white clothes were lifted by the wind, and there was a moment of silence in the air, which contrasted perfectly with the rhetoric of "the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building":

"Bai Jin, I thank you for saving San'er, but don't force me—"

"What are you forcing?"

Four words floated from a distance, Su Ersan looked calm, and walked out of the door frankly:

"Forcing you to do it? Forcing you to hurt people for no reason like Qi Nian?"

Su Twenty-san paused, and then laughed even harder.

The smile swayed from the corner of his lips all the way, Fei Ran was in a trance, and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Lonely and empty courtyard, the first snowfall, the pear blossoms are covered with snow, dazzling and moving.

He smiled and continued:

"I used to follow behind you, looking at you and brother, two people who are almost equally perfect, making people feel that even standing beside you is a kind of blasphemy."

He paused, with a slight smile on his face, more like self-deprecating:

"At that time, I always wanted to pack up the appearance of you standing shoulder to shoulder, and take it out to have a look at any time, so as to stop my boring wishful thinking."

Fei Ran was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled, reaching out to pull him:

"Three children."

Su Twenty-san took a step back:

"Later in Chang'an, I was rescued by you for no reason—now I realized that it was not for no reason, and I felt that it was unreal. Then I remembered that Du Fu was called an exiled immortal, and I said to myself, this must be the appearance of an exiled immortal. .When I was kneeling in Qingyao, I also thought about it. I wanted to go down the mountain alive to see what you look like. In the future, I will make some friends in front of the king of Hades. Maybe I can go to heaven before reincarnation, and see what this heaven looks like."

He shook his head just to laugh, turning his head as if thinking:

"Speaking of which, this heaven is frighteningly cold, not half as good as the world."

Fei Ran quietly listened to his ramblings, her tone was dull and she couldn't hear any emotion:

"Now I finally understand, in this world, has there ever been a perfect person? Proud and arrogant, as long as it is what you want, you will do whatever it takes, and it doesn't matter if you hurt the people around you. Even in this point, you are so similar."

Probably sensing something from this tone, Fei Ran was nervous for a moment, and took another step forward:

"Three children!"

"That's it, Scarlet."

Su Twenty-san frowned, avoiding his hand:

"Qi Nian is crazy, you go crazy with him, I don't want to go crazy with you."

The voice is as soft as a sigh:

"First, because of that person, I tried my best to live, and then I met you... Anyway, let me live for myself."

On that side, he bent his lips, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, while Fei Ran's mood was fluctuating here, and he could hardly stand up for a moment.

He spoke with a trembling voice, speaking with difficulty:

"that person?"

"Ah."

Su Twenty-san smiled a little distantly:

"That day when I was in my mother's womb, I was almost sucked out of my energy, and when I was about to be unable to hold on, suddenly there was a burst of fairy energy from outside, which happened to cross over to me and saved my life."

If there was a lightning strike at that moment, Fei Ran was shocked and froze on the spot.

The coolness came from the soles of the feet, and finally even the nerves were frozen.In the chaos, only the clean voice of the young man could be heard, which came crisply:

"At that time, although I was young, I also had consciousness, and I finally knew that I had to work hard to live, but I just wanted to find that person after birth and say thank you in person."

"Then do you know... who is that person?"

The sockets of her eyes turned red, Fei Ran turned her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

It took a long time to speak.

"Ah."

Su Ersan snorted, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said coldly:

"Look for it? Immortal Feiqin said it lightly. After I was born, I realized that there are so many people in this heaven, and my own people speak lightly. Where can I find it? After a long time, it becomes a knot in my heart. After all..."

He laughed softly.

That smile was too gentle.In the hunting wind, the young man with a handsome face stood alone, with the brilliance flowing in his eyes.

Fei Ran stared blankly, and the white petals on top of her head fell in front of her eyes.

He reached out to take it, only to realize that it was snow.

The snowflakes split in the palm of his hand, reminding him mercilessly that the pear-blossoming afternoon thousands of years ago is long gone.

He closed his eyes heavily, only the smiling voice remained in his ears:

"Because of that feeling... so that feeling, the feeling that gave me the idea of ​​living is called warmth."

"And that person is the first person in this world who brings me warmth."

Life is like this!

I vaguely returned to that afternoon more than 1000 years ago.

Xiao Feiran, who had just finished her homework, sneaked around a blue lake and rushed into the back house.

It was midsummer, and in the white porcelain incense plate carved into the shape of a lotus flower, a small piece of incense was burning slowly.

The summer breeze rolls up a faint aroma, and the taste of borneol and mint can be vaguely discerned.

Xiao Feiran took a deep breath and rolled her eyes.He propped his hands on the edge of the couch, looked at it for a while and then let go, gently shaking the arm of the person on the couch:

"Aunt Qing, Aunt Qing."

The woman who fell asleep on the couch turned over heavily, and opened her eyes with a confused expression.Seeing him, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, couldn't help reaching out to pat his head, and pointing to the snacks on the table, beckoning him to eat.

Fei Ran didn't move, she looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, she raised her head suspiciously, put her fingernails in her mouth and bit them, and the corners of her clothes rustled against the edge of the bed.

When the wind comes from the water pavilion, the summer wind sways in the pavilion, sending it into a cool room.

Xiao Feiran shook her head, and called again:

"Aunt Qing."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman's slightly protruding abdomen, tilted his head and asked:

"Mother said that there are two babies in Aunt Qing's stomach."

The woman burst out laughing:

"That's right. They are Ah Fei's younger brother and younger sister."

"Brother and sister..."

Xiao Feiran let go of her hand abruptly, and took a few steps back, her little face turned pale and pale.

He looked at his belly, then at the woman who smiled gently at him.Get up and run outside.

The woman was frightened by his actions, and soon saw him running in sweating profusely, holding a pair of shiny scissors in his hands.

Xiao Feiran was crying, her hands were shaking like when she was having a convulsion:

"Cut, cut, let brother, come out..."

The woman looked at the pair of scissors, dumbfounded, took it and put it aside:

"My brother is too shy to come out, why don't Ah Fei say a few words to my brother? Ask my brother to come out sooner?"

"Is that so..."

The child carved in powder and jade stood beside the bed, showing an expression of sudden realization. He turned his head to think for a while, with a very serious expression.

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