Pretend I'm Good [Quick Transmigration]

Longevity for knotted hair, long life is difficult for long life-02

Cassia Zi, who was always calm, couldn't help being shocked.The owner of that voice is none other than him in his youth!

So... what he is in now is another illusion, or... the memory of going back to the south?

This was the first day he and Hui Nanchu met, on the snowy New Year's Eve.However, how did Hui Nan know what happened at that time?

Going back to the South, how many secrets are behind his back?

Cassia Zi struggled to open his eyes, trying to follow the sound, but found that what he saw after opening his eyes were dry branches gathered together, and orange-red dancing flames.He tried to change his perspective, but found that he could only wander back and forth between the orange flames and the broken roof.

Not right.

A conjecture faintly floated in Cassia Zi's mind.

"Today is New Year's Eve, and when the snow stops, I'll take you out to find something to eat. Then, have a good New Year tomorrow." The young man's voice sounded above Cassia Zi, and before he could think about it, Cassia Zi felt his whole body Soaring into the air—it turned out that it was Little Cassia who picked up the sword that was placed beside the fire.

At this time, Cassia Zi's bad guess was finally fully realized—he was now attached to Hui Nan's sword.

When little Cassia picked up the sword, the blade was corroded badly, and the whole sword looked tattered and dirty.After taking it back, it was the little Cassia who ran outside to hold a large handful of snow. With his frozen hands, he rubbed the sword with ice and snow to clean off the rust on the sword.

At that time, Cassia was still quiet and mature compared with her peers, but she was still much better than later.At least, he still has the desire to confide, and he still has some emotional needs.

So, while waiting for Xueting to stop, little Cassia hugged Huinan and chatted.

The content of what he said was dry and boring, but it also rarely carried a bit of fireworks.

"The mountain road in the east is not easy to walk, and it is easy to slide down the hillside. Few people go there. Few people go there, and there are many animals left. After the snow stops, they will also come out to look for food, which is a good opportunity."

"By the way, there is a kind of white flower on Dongshan's waist, which is very beautiful. Didn't your hair tie fall off? I will pick a few flowers later, and I will give you new hair accessories." Little Cassia said. Belt, in fact, is Jiansui who returned to the south.When I picked it up and went back to the south, there was only a white thread left for Jiansui.

Little Cassia likes this partner very much.He hid under the eaves of the teahouse. He heard that the scholars said that the heroes of the world walked around with swords.After listening for a long time, in the mind of little cassia, the sword has become the embodiment of strength, strength and justice.His eyes, too, lingered greedily on the swords in the shop cabinets.He longs to own a sword, but he can't even guarantee his own food and clothing. Where can he have spare money to buy a sword?

Now, he has Huinan—although it's just a broken sword he saw outside the ruined temple.

He was still overjoyed.For him, returning to the South is still the dream that Xiao has been thinking about for a long time.

Up to now, Cassia can confirm that this is not an illusion, but a memory of returning to the south.

If it was an illusion, he asked himself that there was no illusion that could completely restrain his spiritual consciousness, so that he could only be completely attached to the sword and could not move.

It was not until noon that the snow that had been falling for most of the day stopped.As soon as the snow stopped, little Cassia hurried out with a sword in hand.Dongshan is not close, and it will take two hours just to come and go, even if you run all the way.He must at least leave the area of ​​Dongshan before dark.There are many prey that the little cassia can hunt, and there are also many wild animals that can use the little cassia as prey.

In fact, during this foraging process, the little cassia seed did not use to go back south.It's not that you can't use it, or that you don't want to use it.He pinned Hui Nan to his waist, and Cassia followed him to review how to make traps and catch hares with his bare hands.

Most of the busy afternoon has passed, and I am ready to go back.

This time I have gained a lot and can have a good year.

On the way down the mountain, Little Cassia really ran to the path in the middle of the mountain to pick a few white flowers.

After snowing for most of the day, the snow on the mountain is very good.The thick snow makes it hard to tell whether the road under your feet is solid or empty.

The flower happened to grow on the outermost side of the road, holding its head high in the ice and snow, delicate and aloof.

"!"

There are several flowers here, big and small, in full bloom, budding, and about to bloom.

The most beautiful one is on the far side.

After Little Cassia picked a flower inside, she should have left right there.But he didn't, he stopped and looked at the outermost flower reluctantly.

Going back to the south, the little cassia was placed on the side of the mountain wall, the height was just right, so the cassia, who was leaning over it, could see all the young man's movements.Just as he remembered, the reluctant boy cautiously took one step, two steps, three steps in the end!

The moment he touched the flower stem, the snow under the boy's feet collapsed and rolled down.

Cassia closed her eyes, and an unspeakable emotion grew.

Picking flowers in a snowy day, but also to pick the outermost flower?This kind of behavior is very dangerous. In the words of the previous world, it is a brat who wants to die.

However, the boy has always been calm.Words such as naughty and ignorant have never belonged to teenagers.He never died.The consequence of other children's death is nothing more than a bamboo board.If the young man pretends to die, it is very likely that what is waiting for him is really "dead".However, the boy didn't want to die—even though he didn't know why he wanted to live.

The moment it slid down, the little cassia quickly picked off the flower.He, too, held up the flowers as the snow rolled down.Hold it high, above your head.In this way, the flowers will not be hurt by the snow.

Fortunately, the trees here are dense and the snow is soft.Therefore, little cassia was only slightly injured.After he struggled to climb back, the few flowers in his hand remained basically the same, only one small one received a little damage.

Looking at the former self, reappearing in the field of vision, there is no annoyance or regret on the immature face, only a little pride and happiness.For a while, Cassia Zi's mood became more complicated.Ever since leaving the ancient world after being tutored by Ji Jingan, the sense of anxiety that never appeared again appeared again.

Uncontrolled, irritable emotions grow wantonly on the barren plain like weeds.

If only there was a raging fire that could burn everything down.

Cassia, who was disturbed by the irritability, didn't realize that while she was agitated, the gap between the unrepaired soul began to heal quietly!

Although there were some small twists and turns, this hunt ended in a satisfactory end.

Two hares, one pheasant, a nest of bird eggs, and some wild vegetables.

This is the first time that little cassia has harvested so many prey in such a long time!

"It must be because you are here!" Little Cassia revealed a little childish joy, "I used to be alone, but now there are two, so I can gain so much!"

It was New Year's Eve, and little Cassia returned to the ruined temple before dark.The ruined temple is not shelter from the wind and cold, but it is his only shelter.

He skillfully handled the hare, roasted half of it, and cooked the remaining half with wild vegetables for a pot of soup.

On this New Year's Eve, little cassia finally had a full meal.Amid the remaining aroma of the food, Little Cassia seemed a little shy and tied the flowers she had brought back with great difficulty to the hilt of the sword she had returned to Nan.

"New Year's gift!" The flames danced, reflecting on little Cassia's face brightly and warmly, "Happy New Year, go back to Nan!"

"You are the first New Year's gift I received, and I also gave you the first New Year's gift. We are all people who have received the gift of faith! Let's... let's go to the stars together... Go back to the south, That star is..."

The young man's approaching voice gradually became blurred, and another hoarse voice sounded in his ears as if he was just learning to speak: "New Year's gift... I like it very much."

The author has something to say: this volume should be relatively short

Cassia was super cute when I was a child!