"Well, don't say much else. I'll explain it to you later."
Yang Zimei replied.
"Okay. I'll go there now."
Zhuge Yue trotted to the west gate and found Yang Zimei and Xue Hu.
They were standing under a big willow tree and talking about something.
Seeing this willow tree, Zhuge Yue felt sad.
When they were children, he and Long Zhutian used to compare their heights under this willow tree and use a knife to carve their respective heights to see who would grow the fastest after a year.
Now, things have changed.
Seeing the sudden sadness on Zhuge Yue's face, Yang Zimei was very confused, "What's wrong? Isn't this willow tree the place where you had your first kiss with your first love?"
"Look at how evil you are at such a young age. This tree is where Zhutian and I are filled with memories."
Zhuge Yue stretched out his hand to touch the two-day height line that was taller than him, and said to Yang Zimei, "This one was carved by Zhu Tian, and this one was carved by me. When he was four years old, he was shorter than me.
.”
As soon as he heard that it was related to Long Zhutian, Yang Zimei immediately became confused.
She also reached out and touched the height line, imagining how the innocent Long Zhutian carved this line.
Unfortunately, I can't imagine it at all.
She only had two stages of impression of Long Zhutian.
One is that when he was fifteen years old, he was a monster-like boy, and the other impression is now.
What will his childhood be like?
Do you have a naive smile like other little boys?
"Long Zhutian didn't smile very much when he was a child, and he didn't talk much. Apart from occasionally saying a few words to me, he was mostly silent. Adults laughed at him like he was a taciturn old man. But other children
, because he is gloomy, and because he doesn’t know who his father is and his mother is missing, they don’t like him and call him a bastard.”
Zhuge Yue said.
Even though it was not the first time he heard him say this, Yang Zimei still felt heartbroken.
"In the past, he also liked to climb that tree and sit there all day without knowing what he was looking at or thinking."
Zhuge Yue pointed to a tall elm tree not far away and said.
"Well?"
Yang Zimei couldn't help but walked over, grabbed the trunk of the tree, quickly climbed up, sat on the big tree, and asked Zhuge Yue, "Is that so?"
"Well, that's it. That's where you're looking!"
Zhuge Yue pointed to the northeast corner of Lotus Lake.
Yang Zimei looked in the direction he pointed.
At first glance, I didn't find anything. When I opened my eyes, I found some clues.
What she had never been able to figure out just now was where the intertwined black and white aura that shrouded the Lotus Lake came from.
Now I finally found the source.
This is the place where Long Zhutian looked when he was a child.
I saw that the black and white aura in that direction was not thicker than in other places, but I could clearly see the two colors of aura curling up above it, forming the shape of a dragon.
However, this shape is ever-changing and difficult to grasp.
Is this what Zhutian is watching?
Yang Zimei asked Xuehu to come up and have a look.
Xue Hu sat side by side with her, looked at it for a while, and nodded, "Yes, that should be where the formation is!"
"Shall we go take a look now?"
Yang Zimei blinked at him and asked.
"It's getting dark soon. When the tourists disperse, it will be easier for us to do things. We are not in a hurry now." Xue Hu touched her head and said.
Yang Zimei nodded, but he was very curious about where it was.