Looking for green hills

When Gu Yuanshan woke up, he was already lying in Qingshanju. He opened his eyes and looked around, then got up abruptly and ran to the backyard.

Standing beside the stone bench in the backyard is a small green bamboo with withered yellow leaves and cracked branches. It is very, very short, but it is alive. Gu Yuanshan can tell that it is alive.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but retracted it when he was about to touch the bamboo leaf. It looked too fragile, as if it would fall down if touched. Gu Yuanshan didn't dare to touch it, but lay down on the ground watching it cry more than.

Meng Xiao left a message to Gu Yuanshan and put it in a purple bubble. Gu Yuanshan poked the bubble with his hand and saw the figures of Meng Xiao and Lu Qingya. Meng Xiao said: "I have repaired his soul with magic. But he was injured too badly, and the repaired soul could not be returned immediately. I don't know how long it will take, maybe a year, maybe ten years, or maybe a hundred years. I have never encountered such a situation before, so I I can't promise you, if you don't want to wait, go down the mountain, and I will tell him when he wakes up that you came to find him."

As soon as the words fell, the purple bubbles dissipated in a flash.

Gu Yuanshan looked at Xiaoqing, with a wry smile on his lips, how could he not be willing to wait, he could even die, let alone wait, he could wait for a year, he could wait for ten years, but if it takes hundreds of years But he was powerless, I am afraid that by then he would have already fallen into a deep sleep.

But as long as he can look at Xiaoqing again, Gu Yuanshan is willing to wait a lifetime.

He summoned Yunsheng and Hailou and told them that he would stay in Zhaoyao Mountain forever and never go out again. He returned their slave status to them and let them start a new career.

Yun Sheng and Hai Lou were reluctant to leave at first, they said they would stay in Zhaoyao Mountain to protect him.

He smiled: "Where do I need your protection here? Let's go, let's go."

Yun Sheng and Hai Lou bid farewell with tears in their eyes.

In the first days, Gu Yuanshan could still stay awake. He sat on the stone table and practiced calligraphy every day, trying to make himself look normal. He thought that if Xiaoqing woke up, he would be willing to see himself like this.

But slowly, as time went by, during the long, silent waiting, he gradually lost his mind. He got drunk every day and lay on the ground in the backyard like a puddle of mud. He no longer Cleaned himself up, grew a long, long beard, and his hair fell unkemptly over his shoulders.

When he was drunk, he would always go crazy, crying and shouting Xiaoqing's name until he lost consciousness and fell asleep on the muddy floor in the courtyard.

This is the first year, Gu Yuanshan spent the first year without Xiaoqing between sobriety and chaos.

In the second year, he started to try painting. He sat on the stone bench day after day and recalled every picture from the time he and Xiaoqing met in his mind over and over again, and then drew them with a brush. That year He drew a total of 360 five pictures, one a day.

He painted the bright moonlight, under the moonlight stood a naked goblin that appeared out of nowhere, he painted billowing white clouds, two figures embraced and kissed each other in the sea of ​​clouds, he painted thrush birds on the window coffin, through the gap of the window coffin You can see two overlapping figures. He painted bamboo forests, flower seas, flowers and trees, mountains and rivers, but there is always a small green bamboo at the end of the mountains and rivers.

This is the second year, Gu Yuanshan drew every picture of him and Xiaoqing's past on rice paper, hung it in the room and stared at it every day.

In the third year, Gu Yuanshan grew gray hair. He was only [-] years old but his temples were already gray. This year he fell into madness again. Sometimes he was sober and sometimes he was drunk. Throughout the day, he used to talk so little, but now he is extremely noisy.

"Is Qing'er still angry with me? Can you scold me when you wake up? It's okay to hit me, but you can't ignore me like this."

"Qing'er, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten for several days. Can you cook me a bowl of plain noodles? I never told you before, but I really like your cooked noodles."

"I dreamed of you again last night. In the dream you called me Ayuan. I haven't heard you call my name for a long time. Can you call me again?"

"Qing'er, you hate me, right? That's why you don't want to wake up, and that's why you want to punish me. Are you angry with me?"

"Qing'er... Can I see you again in this life? If you don't wake up, you will be old..."

“青儿……青儿……啊啊啊啊啊……”他用手狠狠捶打地面，发出撕心裂肺的哭喊。

In the fourth year, he was ecstatic because Xiaoqing's bamboo leaves finally turned from withered yellow to emerald green, and all the chapped wounds on the bamboo poles were healed. Beard, put on clean clothes, took out the book again and sat on the stone bench quietly waiting for Xiaoqing to wake up.

However, after waiting for a year, Xiaoqing still did not wake up.

In the fifth year, Gu Yuanshan was completely desperate. His temples had more and more white hairs, and he was so thin that he was rickety. During the five years in the mountains, he sometimes only ate one meal a day, and sometimes he didn’t eat for several days. A grain of rice, the tall and strong body in the past is now as thin as wood.

He didn't want to do anything this year. He just sat on the stone bench and stared at Xiaoqing every day. When he was tired, he would sleep on the stone table. Consciousness fell asleep.

Day by day, hopelessly, he wasted his years.

He didn't know if he could wait for Xiaoqing to cultivate a physical body in this life, maybe he could, maybe he couldn't, maybe he would be able to take a look at that beautiful figure again when he was in his seventies and eighties and his hair was full of gray hair, and listen to him call himself again A word of "Young Master", if he could wait until that day, he would die without regret, but he was really afraid that until the day he died, he would never see Xiaoqing again.

Another day, he got drunk again and fell to the ground in a daze, his hair was disheveled and his beard was unshaven, his gown was full of dirt and wine stains, his whole person looked sloppy and decadent, without any breath of life.

At this time, a cool wind suddenly blew, and the pine forest in the backyard was blown by the wind and made waves. Gu Yuanshan closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to everything around him. What pine forest, what clear spring, what bright moon, he watched for five years, Five years, now he has no interest in life.

A voice suddenly rang in his ears, clear and sweet like dewdrops on bamboo leaves, "Gu Yuanshan, why are you here?"

Gu Yuanshan shook his head, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations, and was still lying on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless. The owner of the voice suddenly approached and kicked him, "Gu Yuanshan, why are you here?"

Gu Yuanshan opened his eyes suddenly, Xiao Qingguang stood naked under the moonlight and looked down at him, those eyes were still round and clear, but there was no trace of affection in them.

Gu Yuanshan staggered to his feet and stared blankly at Xiaoqing. His body began to tremble violently, his chest heaved unsteadily, and the light in his eyes was about to burn Xiaoqing. He rushed over madly and held Xiaoqing tightly. Holding him in his arms, his voice was trembling: "Qing'er...is that you? Is it you?"

"Gu Yuanshan... let me go..." Xiao Qing said coldly while being held in his arms with no expression on her face.

"I won't let you go, I will never let you go again, I love you, I love you, I love you..." Gu Yuanshan cried bitterly as he buried himself in Xiaoqing's neck, his tall body was like a fallen leaf in the wind Shaking non-stop, he seemed to have endless tears, making Xiaoqing's neck wet, he cried and said love, Xiaoqing couldn't count how many words he said I love you, only knew He cried for a long, long time... so long that the mountain wind stopped blowing.

After a long, long time, Gu Yuanshan finally stopped crying. He raised his head and looked at Xiaoqing, his eyes were so greedy, he saw every subtle expression on Xiaoqing's face, and then he held Xiaoqing's face with his hands, like holding Holding a treasure, carefully: "I love you, Qing'er, I love you, I love you...I really love you."

"But I don't love you anymore, Gu Yuanshan."