Miss Qingan every year

Ten years have passed, and we will meet again on New Year's Eve.

It was ten years later, Qing An went to find Le Wan for the first time.But this time he didn't dare to appear in front of Le Wan's eyes, just because... thinking of this, he couldn't help stroking the white veil on his face with his fingertips, but after all, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

At that time, the fine snow was flying, covering the peach blossoms and several branches, accompanied by cold plums, smelling the dark fragrance lightly.Qing An didn't know how long she had been hiding behind that tree, but she saw that the light snow was still floating, and the breeze hadn't stopped, blowing through her white clothes slowly, and then some white snow fell.

Getting tired, the body that was supposed to be leaning against the tree trunk was sitting on top of the white snow at some point. He looked up at the light snow that had not stopped, and felt a sense of loneliness in his heart. Like falling flowers falling into the mortal world, Qing An was so startled that his tiredness suddenly disappeared. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and wanted to get up to join in the fun. However, when he was fully awake, he suddenly remembered himself now, Still alone.

He sat on the white snow again, only closed his eyes and meditated on his mind, but he was very tired, and he didn't think much about it, he was already in a drowsy sleep.

In the dimness, he seemed to hear the sound of firecrackers.At this time, I'm afraid it's the new year... Another year has passed, and it really is too late.

When Qing An was half asleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone shaking his shoulders.

The person who woke him up was Young Master Le, and he also wondered why this person he had never seen before appeared in his yard, and... this person was so familiar...

"Who are you?" the little boy asked.

When Qing An heard the words, he was startled for a while, suddenly, his heart was full of mixed feelings, sour and astringent, and an unspeakable meaning arose in his heart, which only made him feel both joy and sorrow.

He raised his eyes cautiously and looked at the person in front of him. The boy was wrapped in thick clothes like a ball, and there seemed to be a bit of sullenness on that childish face, and there was a drop of cinnabar beside his slightly raised eyes. He was still holding a lantern in his hand, and there were a few lines of poetry written on the skin of the lantern, with a name left at the end of the line—to the young master Le.

"Are you dumb? Why don't you know how to answer people." The little boy rubbed his nose, glared at him and said sullenly, "Why are you here?"

"...I'm waiting for you." Qing An replied with no shame.

"Wait for me? Why?"

"..." Qing An was speechless for a moment.

Where should we start?He is no longer his master, nor is he his disciple. Now, they are just passing by, like strangers.

The two of them were silent for a while, only letting Xiaoxue grow up, and her whole body was covered in white.

After a long time, Young Master Le tilted his head and said suddenly: "I think you look familiar..."

Qing An was taken aback.

"Could it be that we met in the past? Ah... No, no, I should ask my mother later..." The little boy said to himself.

However, just as he finished speaking, Qing An stood up suddenly, forcing the young master to look up at him, but at that glance, his heart skipped a beat, causing him to hold his breath, his fair face It was bright red, like the lantern in his hand.

I still remember when the snow was flying, the young master was dressed in white under the moon, and the white gauze covered his face, only remembering that his eyebrows were picturesque, and the blue silk was like a snow jade hairpin, but there were a few strands hanging down his cheeks. Clear and cold, just like today's light snow.

The man was not annoyed by being stared at for a long time, he just smiled and raised his hand, gently stroked the young master's head, "It's cold, go back to the room quickly." white snow.

Hearing this, Young Master Le also felt a little tired. After he yawned several times, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Qing An's sleeve, staring straight at him with bright innocent eyes.

"Are you a fairy?" the little boy asked.He remembered that his mother once said that every festival, there will be immortals descending to earth, and they will choose a family to bless this year's safety.

Qing An was taken aback by his question.

When he reacted, the young master was already smiling, he only pulled Qing An's sleeves, and led him into the room, but although Qing An had scruples in his heart, he knew he couldn't just follow him.But he couldn't be cruel to him no matter what, as soon as he saw the wolf's smile, no matter how annoyed he was, he would soften his heart, so in the end, he led him into the room.

The room was slightly warm, and it was neatly arranged, but the books and books on the desk were in a mess.Before Qing An went to arrange the books, Young Master Le pulled him to the side of the bed. At this time, he had already taken off his shoes and socks, and he was only sitting on the bed with his bare feet shaking. After a while, his feet were completely red from the cold. He got up, but he didn't really care, he only talked about Qing An, and he was going to chat for a long time.

Chatting and chatting, he himself was sleepy, and his voice became lower and lower, and then he tilted his body and fell asleep on the couch.Qing An smiled helplessly, then went to lift up the quilt beside him, then shook her upper body lightly, at the end, as if she was worried that he would catch a cold, she stretched out her hands and wrapped him up carefully, and finally , before you can leave with peace of mind.

However, when he turned around and hadn't left yet, the person who thought he was asleep suddenly grabbed his sleeve, but he heard the person ask in a daze, "Where are you going?" Squinting his eyes, still feeling sleepy, he didn't know what to ask.

"go back."

"Oh..." Young Master Le nodded in disappointment, and then slowly let go of the hand that was holding him.I still want to show the fairy to my mother...

Qing An looked back at him and saw that he had turned over and was facing her with his back. Finally, when he turned his face back, he suddenly felt that all of today's events were still in a dream.

I don't know how long I have to wait...

But it doesn't matter, he has waited for thousands of years, so why did he care about how many decades?

……

One evening, the two sat under the setting sun as usual, poured a cup of tea, and chatted for a long time.

"Qiuyao is angry..." Xingjun propped his chin, looked up at the sunset in the sky and sighed.

"You always provoke him, why isn't he angry?" Qing An looked at him with a helpless smile, "After you go back, just talk to him properly."

As soon as the words fell, Xing Jun's eyes lit up, "Idiot, accompany me to buy some good wine." After saying that, he got up, just stood aside and waited for Qing An.

Qing An nodded in agreement, and then got up to join him.

The street market is still bustling, but now Qing An seldom calms down and wanders the streets, this time walking around to buy wine with him relieved some of his worries.After he bought the wine, the two stopped by the bridge and chatted for a while enjoying the scenery.

Snow, I don’t know when it started to fall one after another, the sun was setting, and there was a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Zeng Dao said that things in the world meet unexpectedly from time to time, just like today.He turned his eyes by the bridge, but saw a young man in Tsing Yi on the other side, holding on to a bunch of candied haws, lying on the white jade railing and staring at him blankly, with gourd shards on the corner of his lips, his appearance was really funny.

"Idiot, what are you looking at?" Said, Xing Jun followed his gaze, turned to look at the other side, and saw the little boy who was wrapped in a thick coat into a small ball, grinning towards this side.

On the other side of the bridge, Young Master Le stared at it for a while before being led away by Mrs. Liu. Young Master Le didn't make a fuss, and was followed by Mrs. Liu.It's just that before leaving, I couldn't help but look back and look over there several times.

"Oh, it's him." Xing Jun came back to his senses and said.

"Ah."

"Time really flies by so fast." Xing Jun sighed.

"Yes." Qing An heard the words, and then smiled, "Perhaps in a few days, he will be the weakest year."