Half-dead paulownia

(The Sumeru Peak, the capital of Anling Kingdom)

"Who's there?" Liu Meng held a black flower, as charming as a ghost, it must be the night grass of the dead.

"Xiao Jinmo, I hope you remember the promise." After finishing speaking, the man in black disappeared in a flash, leaving only the words echoing in his ears.

"Meng'er, can you help me keep this secret? I have no choice." Sad eyes, endless pain.

"Brother Jinmo..."

"Master Xiao, Meng'er, was there someone here just now?" Liu Meng came over out of breath.

"Where is anyone? I'm afraid Brother Liu is overtired and his eyes are blurred for a while, right, Meng'er?" Xiao Jinmo said calmly.

"Yes... yes, it must be your eyesight." Meng'er stammered.

"Really? I'm dazzled, it's clearly him in black!"

"Liu Meng, thank you for taking such a big risk for me."

"No matter what, it's worth sacrificing everything to help a friend. Besides, the little prince attaches so much importance to it. If he's fine, the task of picking flowers won't be my turn."

"Well, you're right, it's worth sacrificing everything." Xiao Jinmo repeated in a low voice, looking at Anling Yuhao with concern.

"Brother Jinmo..." Meng'er said worriedly.

"Meng'er, why are your eye circles so red, like crying?" Liu Meng asked puzzled.

"I...I'm worried about everyone too much. Anling Yuhao has been in a coma, and you're doing such a dangerous thing again."

"Oh, haha, it seems that our Meng'er still cares about everyone!"

"Hate it, go back quickly, don't delay too long."

"Jin Mo, give me the little prince!" Liu Meng wanted to take Anling Yuhao in his arms.

"No need, let me do it." As he spoke, he lifted his back with great effort, and a layer of sweat soaked the bun on his forehead.The strange thing was that the cub, which was not protected by its mother, followed closely behind Xiao Jinmo, unwilling to leave.

"Poor little guy, you have no home or relatives, so come with us." Xiao Jinmo said in a low voice.

"Jin Mo..." Liu Meng was about to continue to say something, but Meng'er stopped Liu Meng and shook her head at him. Liu Meng didn't continue, just watched and followed silently.Seeing Xiao Jinmo's thin body struggling forward, sweat dripping down, brows furrowed, and panting heavily, Meng'er and Liu Meng really couldn't bear to watch, but no matter how much they tried to persuade, Xiao Jinmo refused to let go. .

(Xumi Peak Xumi Taoist Temple)

"This is... come in quickly, Meng'er hasten to get my medicine box." Daoist Liaochen took Anling Yuhao who had been in a coma, put him on the bed, and began to feel his pulse.

"Daozhang, how is he?" Xiao Jinmo asked anxiously.

"It's not a serious problem, it's just that the meridians are in a hurry and the meridians are reversed for a while, so the wind demon can't control itself and consumes too much energy. I will take care of it and take a little rest."

"Well, that's good." Xiao Jinmo took a deep breath.

"However, how could he experience such a great stimulation?" Liao Chen asked.

"Daoist Liaochen, my little prince experienced an accident when he was young, and he can no longer shed blood with his hands. The silver hair on his head is the change after that tragedy." The pain that Liu Meng seemed unwilling to mention, again Once, she looked pitifully at Anling Yuhao who was on the bed.

"Hey, how many people can understand the things in the world, so why bother to worry about them all the time?" Liao Chen sighed softly.

Meng'er also brought medicine, and after some treatment, Daoist Liaochen said with relief, "It's all right now, you guys go to rest too, he'll be fine when he wakes up."

"Master Daoist, I'm not tired yet, can you let me accompany Anling Yuhao alone?" Xiao Jinmo said sadly.

"This... well, then let's go out first!" After finishing speaking, several people retreated from the house, but Meng'er seemed to be a different person when she came back this time, and she was not as quiet as before. It's like having something on your mind, always want to say something, but keep silent.

Sitting quietly beside Anling Yuhao, just watching.

"Yu Hao, don't go to sleep. Look, there are a lot of maple leaves piled up outside, waiting for you to clean them. Didn't you say you want to clean them every day? In fact, I agreed a long time ago. Who made you so stupid Also, you can’t call me Yu Hao, because it’s you, so I can’t be so ordinary, I just want a unique name that belongs to you, are you satisfied with this reason? And Meng’er, she is like me Like my younger sister, I can't help but want to spoil her. She begged me to draw a beautiful portrait of her, because she was afraid that she would never see her youth again when she was old. She is very cute, I know You don't hate her either, do you? And that little wolf cub, it's really tenacious, and even came back with us all the way, I named it "Miracle", it's really a Miracle, Yu Hao..." The endless rambling, seems to pour out all the words at once, "I wanted to tell you slowly, but I didn't expect it to be so short, maybe the next moment it will be forever." During the speech, Xiao Jinmo's tears poured out again, like a sea breaking its embankment.

"Feng'er, Feng'er, don't, don't kill him, don't! I'm sorry, I killed you, I'm sorry." The comatose Anling Yuhao shouted indistinctly, tears flowing wantonly from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing his nervous expression, Xiao Jinmo grasped Anling Yuhao's hand tightly, "Yuhao, Feng'er is gone, if I really resemble her as you said, even that person will say that I am It's Feng'er, so I've always been a substitute, so it turns out that your kindness to me is just an outlet for your guilt and self-blame all day long?" His eyes were filled with endless helplessness and gloomyness, "Even if it's a substitute, I thank you, It's a pity that even I can't be by your side anymore, who can heal your wounded heart?" Leaning slightly, pale thin lips gently covered Anling Yuhao's forehead, saying a thousand words Gathering here is better than the shyness of the water lotus, fearing that turning around will be forever.

The lonely moon hangs in the sky, sleepless all night, the lamp is gone, and has been staying by the side of the person on the bed, never leaving. Maybe there shouldn't be such an encounter at the beginning, and there will be no such tragedy now, and everything is doomed to just stay in the past.

At noon, Xiao Jinmo walked out of the room. Before Anling Yuhao woke up, Xiao Jinmo walked out of the room haggardly. His face was pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. Then he pressed a letter on the stone table and sighed softly, his deep eyes that were as calm as water seemed to have lost their original brilliance and became dim and boundless.

Walking out of the Taoist temple alone, the man in black at the door appeared punctually, and everything should be over.

"Feng'er, why are you so haggard?" The man in black seemed to be talking nervously, and he was about to help the vulnerable man in front of him.

"For the last time, my name is Xiao Jinmo." She refused the support and suppressed the discomfort.

"Xiao...Xiao Jinmo, you are still as stubborn as ever."

"Let's leave quickly!" Xiao Jinmo went out first, he was afraid of a little delay, he didn't know what he would do, this was more painful than being covered in bruises.

She didn't look back, didn't show the slightest nostalgia, and didn't see Meng'er hiding at the door crying in a mess, just like that, she left quietly.

(Anling Capital Maple Accord)

The bright moon is in the sky, interpreting a touch of loneliness, and the stars are shining brightly, writing the prosperity of the ages.

On the carved bed, a magnificent man lay quietly on it, away from the worldly peace, smiling, as if he had just experienced such a sweet thing, "Xiao Jinmo...Xiao Jinmo. "The sound of calling, there is no hoarse roar, no anxiety that is exhausted, just calling softly like this, it is so close to each other.

"Little prince? Are you awake?" Liu Meng asked tentatively when he heard Anling Yuhao's voice.

"Xiao Jinmo, I will protect you." It was still like a sleepy dream.

"Little prince...Xiao Jinmo, he..." Liu Meng replied helplessly.

"Xiao Jinmo, don't leave me, okay?" Every word pleaded, in a coma to persuade him to stay, not knowing where Xiao Jinmo was in his dream.

"Little prince, wake up quickly, Xiao Jinmo has really disappeared." Liu Meng couldn't bear to continue talking.

"Xiao Jinmo disappeared?" Liu Meng's words were suddenly followed.

Liu Meng looked at Anling Yuhao on the bed in amazement. He had indeed woken up. He didn't ask urgently, roar violently, or talk too much. Then wantonly shed, dripped on the ear, soaked into the brocade mattress.

"Little prince, Liu Meng begs you not to be like this. You are the current prince. Where is your rebelliousness? What about your arrogance? What about your unrestrained flair?" Liu Meng couldn't bear it anymore, and threw himself at An Lingyu. Hao's bedside tasted heartbreak for the first time.

"Liu Meng, did he see me at the time? Did he freak out? I don't remember anything, that is, he knows everything now and he didn't say anything?"

"He said he knew it all the time, and he wasn't afraid. He didn't even say goodbye to everyone before he left, and disappeared without a trace. This is not like the usual Xiao Jinmo at all! But he left a letter, Everyone has one, and this is yours." After speaking, Liu Meng took out the letter and handed it to Anling Yuhao.

"Leave me alone for a while."

"Little Prince!" Liu Meng cried out, seemingly uneasy.

Without saying anything else, Anling Yuhao waved his hand to signal him to go out.

"Then I'll go get some food and tell the priests that you're awake." Saying that, Liu Meng got up and went out reluctantly.

Anling Yuhao finally got up from the bed and walked to the window where he always likes to lie down on weekdays, because from here he could see the delicate Xiao Jinmo standing under the maple tree at a glance, and then he could provoke him unscrupulously, At this moment, at a glance, the maple leaf tree is still there, but I am bored.

In the blink of an eye, the person under the tree has returned.An Ling Yuhao clutched the letter paper vigorously, he was reluctant to open it for a long time, his hands were trembling constantly, he didn't know what he was afraid of, what he was nostalgic for, what he was resenting, what he was angry with.Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the letter paper.