Along the Yangtze River, mist filled the air in the early morning. Above the river, between the sky and the water, a pale white curtain seemed to have been opened, making it difficult to see clearly. Through the misty white mist, one could only hear the sound of reading aloud, and the morning breeze filled with water vapor could be heard.
The wind brings me from far away——
"It is not good for a villain to live idle and do everything. He will be disgusted when he sees a gentleman..."
A young child's voice read the sentences neatly.
Then, a clear male voice was heard, with a hint of smile.
"It is not good for a villain to live idle. This sentence means that when a villain is alone, he will do all kinds of bad things. But once he sees a gentleman, he will realize that his behavior is not good, so he will cover it up..."
As the sun rises, the morning light penetrates the mist, reflecting little ripples on the river surface, and also reflects the small wooden house on the shore. The warm sun passes through the window lattice, casting golden light on the face of the child by the window.
On the top, the tiny fuzz on the fat little face is also clearly reflected.
"Master, master, I know!" A little devil with a round face in the wooden house raised his arms high, "Master, this is what you said last time, you are... ashamed of yourself!"
"Stupid! It's 'dirty', not 'year'!" The boy sitting next to the round-faced kid with slightly dark skin rolled his eyes disdainfully at his seatmate, stretched out his little hand, and slapped him without even thinking about it.
Slap the other person on the back of the head.
Seeing this scene, the only adult present smiled instead of getting angry.
It was a young man in a green shirt. Even without looking at the book in his hand, one could see that this man's face was very bookish. He had pretty features, his hair was tied neatly, and his temples were not messy at all.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his dark eyes were full of smiles. He raised his hand and gently pressed the book on the head of the black-skinned kid as a punishment - although the movement range was large, the start was extremely gentle.
Then, he took out two candy sticks from his sleeves, first handed one to the little guy with a round face, and said with a smile: "I will reward you for learning and using it." Then he handed one to the little black man and said with a smile: "A reward.
You remember it firmly."
There were a total of six children in the room. Seeing this, they immediately shouted "Master, Master" and everyone asked for candy. The young man responded one by one, stopped the class temporarily, and handed the candy sticks to the children one by one.
The doll was licking the candy stick, smiling happily, and talking playfully. The chubby kid by the window, who had previously been focused on reading, now shook his head and looked out the window.
This look made him say "ah": "There is a little fox!"
All the children came to the window to look at it, and the young man was no exception.
On the bank of the river, on the green weeds, a small white fox was parked there quietly. Its snow-white fur was gently ruffled by the river breeze, and a pair of green eyes looked straight at the wooden house.
The little guys all felt it was new and kept saying "wow" in amazement. The little black boy was very courageous and said "merely" at the white fox twice, while trying to climb out the window and run out - but the young man put his hand on his shoulder and stopped him.
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The movement in the house startled the sparrows on the grass, which flew up and down. But the little fox remained motionless, still looking at it quietly.
Inexplicably, the young man's eyes met his.
Being stared at by such eyes, the young man couldn't help but feel a little scared. Naturally, he had never studied the eyes of animals. In those blue eyes, he couldn't see sadness, joy, or any emotion.
What is certain is that it is still looking at me so quietly.
The morning mist rose again, gradually dispersing, and invaded the shore. The snow-white hair blended into the mist, seeming to disappear. But the young man clearly felt that those emerald green eyes were still locked on him, as if they were between heaven and earth.
There is no such thing as two things.
The more curious the young man became, the more suspicious he became. After telling the kid to stay in the house, he opened the door and walked out. The door creaked, causing the birds on the tree to flutter their wings and fly away, and also made the little kid
The white fox moved - but instead of running away in fright, it slowly walked towards him.
Arriving in front of the young man, the little white fox stopped, squatted down, and looked up at him.
Seeing that the little fox was cute and its tail was wagging from time to time, the young man knelt down and reached out to gently stroke the snow-like fur.
The little fox did not avoid it, but sat quietly, staring at the young man, letting him caress its back. After a while, it suddenly stretched out its front paws and put them on the young man's hanging left hand.
"Ha." The young man raised the corners of his lips, outlining a faint smile. No longer aware of anything strange, he only knew that this little fox was destined to him. He gently held the small paw in his hand and chuckled.
When the little guys saw that the little fox not only did not hurt anyone, but also got along well with the wife, they all rushed out of the house eagerly and chatted around the little fox. The timid ones only dared to reach out and touch the furry tail.
The big one grabbed the little fox's ears. At first, the little fox could hold back, but in the end it became angry. He jumped on the young man's shoulder with a slight jump, and simply buried his head in his neck and refused to move.
, as if asleep.
The young man reluctantly moved his lips, clapped his hands to greet the little ones back to the house, and continued to recite "It is not good for a small person to stay idle".
He was so focused on explaining the book in his hand that he never saw the little white fox beside his neck secretly squinting one eye and staring at his side face quietly with those green eyes.
two
It was almost noon. He Ziyan sent the little ones out of the house and watched them running towards the fishing boat in twos and threes on their short legs, calling their parents that they were hungry. He chuckled lightly, turned back to the house, packed up the bench, and put
The books were folded and arranged neatly.
Seeing that his hands were busy tidying up, the little fox hurriedly jumped off his shoulder. Shaking its furry tail, it looked up at his movements and followed He Ziyan's footsteps from one end of the hut to the other.
Always rubbing against his feet.
He Ziyan couldn't help but laugh when he saw it. Without thinking, he said to the little fox at his feet like he was telling the dolls: "Be good, sit over there. Just wait a moment."
The little ears covered with white fluff moved, as if hearing something. However, the little fox still looked up at him, still clinging to his feet, occasionally flicking its tail and wiping his cloth shoes.
He Ziyan raised the corner of his lips and felt even more amused: How could he be so confused that he actually started to talk to it, thinking that it could understand it. Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head gently, and said no more, just
He knelt down and rubbed the little guy's head, then got up and put it away again.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sun gradually disappeared and the sky became dark. Soon, raindrops fell from the gray sky and hit the soil, forming a continuous patter. Soon after, puddles formed on the soil, and the water dropped along the corners of the eaves.
Sliding down and falling into a puddle, there was a quick sound and a slow sound.
He Ziyan raised his eyes and glanced outside the window. The rain curtain between heaven and earth, separated by the willow trees on the far shore, was like green smoke. He took off the wooden support, closed the wooden window, picked up the raincoat by the door and put it on.
Then he squatted down and looked into those green eyes, stretched out his hand, and asked with a smile: "Can you come with me?"
The little fox put on its paws without hesitation. He Ziyan chuckled softly, held the little thing in his arms, and folded the raincoat.
The sound of rain hit the bamboo hat, and then slid down the edge, opening a bead curtain in front of the eyes. The willows were obscured by the mist, and He Ziyan walked along the path to his house. The muddy water soaked his cloth shoes. The little boy
The fox was hugged tightly in the raincoat, but he didn't get even a drop of rain.
After pushing the door and entering the house, He Ziyan first put the little guy on the table, then turned around and took off his raincoat to shake off the raindrops. The little fox was squatting on the table looking at him, and when he saw him bending down to wipe his trouser legs, he suddenly turned his head
He jumped off the table, looked around the room, and ran straight under the wooden bed. When he turned around again, he actually had a pair of clean cloth shoes in his mouth.
Seeing the little fox walking up to him with his shoes in his mouth, He Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Thank you."
Regarding this little guy's understanding, He Ziyan couldn't help but think of the term "spiritual communication." So, he simply squatted in front of the little fox and said with a smile: "My surname is He, and my courtesy name is Ziyan. Since you are willing to come back with me,
Home, I’ll give you a name, okay?”
The little fox actually nodded his head seriously. He Ziyan even felt that this fox was psychic and had a connection with him. He thought for a moment and asked softly: "Seeing that you are covered in soft fur like snow, how about I call you 'Xiao Xue'?"
The little fox glared at him, then turned around and pointed its butt at him. The resistance was very obvious. He found it even more funny, so he walked around to the front of it and asked with a smile: "Then...Xiao Bai?"
Green eyes glanced at him, and his fluffy tail stood up high and swept across He Ziyan's cheek. Although it didn't hurt, this action didn't look like a sign of satisfaction. After seeing those green eyes glance at him, the little boy
The fox raised his head and looked away. When he stopped looking at him, He Ziyan suddenly felt that he was despised by the fox.
This realization made him laugh and cry. After pondering for a long time, he gently stroked the little fox's back and said softly: "Your eyes are like jasper. White and green are homophonic, so I will call them 'Bai Bi'. How about white?"
What do you think of the perfect meaning?"
The little fox paused and squatted quietly for a long time without moving. Just when He Ziyan thought it was still dissatisfied and was thinking about changing its name, it came back to its senses.
, stretched out her little paws and took his hand.
Seeing it looking at him impartially, He Ziyan suddenly felt that it seemed as if it had been looking at him for a long time. From the moment he first saw it, when he stood on the grass under the smokey willows, it had been looking at him intently, as if
It's like he has something to say.
He shook his head slightly and laughed secretly at himself for thinking too much. He Ziyan called out softly:
"White jade."
The little fox suddenly jumped on his shoulder, buried his face deeply into his neck, and did not lift it up for a long time.
three
Just like that, He Ziyan gained an extra "fox friend".
This "fox friend" had a very weird temper, and was even harder to teach than the children who were studying. He prepared white rice for it, mixed some minced meat, and put them together in a basin. But Bai Bi didn't even look at it.
He looked at the food bowl, walked past without seeing it, and then jumped straight onto his wooden table.
He Ziyan was secretly amused, and he resignedly picked up the food bowl and placed it on the table, and made a "please" gesture. But the white jade still ignored him and squatted beside his hand. When he saw him picking up the food, it didn't even think about it.
Take a bite.
This guy really has a baby temper. Do you still need to feed him? He Ziyan pretended to be confused and didn't understand. He just said that the little guy will naturally eat when he is hungry. Who knows that Bai Bi is uncooperative?
, as long as it is not the food he feeds, he will not eat even half a mouthful.
In the end, He Ziyan still felt distressed. He was afraid that the little one would be hungry, so he had to let it play tricks and let it eat with him. If it was a little baby, there would be some truth to it, so that they would understand that they should not grow up to eat food to open their mouths.
But no matter how spiritual he is, Bai Bi is still just a little fox. How can he expect it to understand the principles of life?
However, although Bai Bi is picky about where and who eats, fortunately, he is not picky at all. He eats whatever He Ziyan eats, and he never goes to the village to steal chickens like other foxes.
What's even more amazing is that when He Ziyan was reading, he would sit aside and read along. Originally, he just thought Bai Bi was staring at the book in a daze. But once, when he was about to turn the page after reading the book, Bai Bi suddenly stretched out his hand.
He took out the fox's paw and held his hand until it finished reading the page. Then he released his paw to indicate that he could turn the page.
At that moment, He Ziyan was completely stunned. He was stunned, surprised, and unbelievable: Even the most spiritual animals cannot read! Unless...
He stared blankly at Bai Bi for a long time, and finally coughed unbearably, closed the book, and said seriously: "Bai Bi, are you... are you... a monster?"
Unexpectedly, the little guy glanced at him sideways, turned around with a swish of tail, pointed his butt towards him, buried his head to sleep, and ignored him again.
Faced with such a straightforward rejection, He Ziyan was speechless.
After thinking for a long time, he reluctantly attributed what happened just now to a coincidence - however, in fact, he had a vague answer in his mind. What made him even more unexpected and surprised was:
Even though he thought Bai Bi was a monster just now, he was actually more surprised than frightened and did not feel afraid.
Looking at the snow-white fluffy tail, He Ziyan raised a wry smile on his lips: Whether it's a coincidence or a monster, Bai Bi has become his little friend, and the only explanation is "fate".
However, what He Ziyan never expected was that this little friend who seemed to be destined to kill him would actually kill him...
Four
That night, the sound of drizzle came from the window. Although the spring rain moistened things silently, the water droplets on the eaves gathered one by one and fell, and in the puddles on the ground, they played a shallow Japanese song slowly and urgently.
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This moonless night also made the room dark. He Ziyan was sleeping soundly, but gradually he felt that his chest was getting heavier and heavier, as if a big stone was pressing down on him, making him unable to move and even breathing difficult.
He got up. At the same time, he also felt that the pain in his neck was getting worse, and soon the pain became worse and worse.
Waking up from a deep sleep, He Ziyan moved his eyelids and wanted to straighten up. But such a simple action cost him a lot of energy. The pain in his neck became more and more unbearable, and he couldn't help but "hiss"
He took a deep breath and tried hard to open his eyes - in the haziness, he could only see a pair of green eyes in the darkness.
No matter how bold He Ziyan was, seeing such a pair of strange green eyes in the dark in the middle of the night, his heart would inevitably tremble. An inexplicable chill crawled up his spine, and he subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.
At that time, Fang really realized what the word "fear" meant.
However, within a moment, he came back to his senses: his own white jade must have climbed onto the bed and pressed him down. He was about to chuckle and move it aside, but he felt something was wrong——
The pain in his neck was severe. He stretched out his hand to touch it. While the pain was excruciating, he felt something sticky and warm.
He Ziyan hurriedly stood up and held the lamp. But the moment he got up and got out of bed, a wave of dizziness made him light-headed and he almost fell down. Fortunately, he held on to the edge of the bed in time to hold on. Enduring the indescribable feeling of emptiness and trance, he reached out and reached for his hand.
I groped around on the table and finally lit a candle.
The sight in front of him stunned him: he saw a bright red color in his palm. He Ziyan, who was stunned for a long time before he understood, hurriedly lowered his head to look: only to see that the collar of his coat was completely dyed red. He reached out to touch it.
The wound on his neck had not stopped bleeding, and the warm liquid suddenly turned red on his fingertips.
He hurriedly took a cloth and pressed it to the wound. He stood up despite the pain. He was about to go to the cabinet to find some medicine for the wound. When he turned around, he saw Bai Bi squatting there on the bed, staring at her with green eyes.
he.
Its mouth was full of blood, and its white hair was dyed red.
The strange green fox eyes and the specks of blood on the snow-white fur made this scene indescribably weird. What frightened He Ziyan even more was that there was a smile that appeared on the white fox face.
look……
Seeing this scene, He Ziyan was shocked and angry, so scared that he shivered. Regardless of the rainy night outside, he opened the door and rushed out, running wildly.
Bai Bi was still like that, squatting there quietly, watching his movements. It wasn't until the shaking door was closed by the wind, until the young man's figure disappeared into the dark night and could no longer be seen, that it finally
He shifted his gaze and looked out the window at the thin raindrops weaving into a vast curtain of rain.
The lamp on the table was still on, and the flickering firelight cast the shadow of the little fox on the wall, creating a strange and uncertain shadow. At first glance, it no longer looked like the little fox with short legs.
But a long black shadow...
five
For He Ziyan, the knowledge that "Bai Bi is a fox demon" is not as scary as the knowledge that "Bai Bi is going to kill him". However, when he knocked on the door of the doctor's house in the middle of the night, he was shocked to see the old man.
When asked, He Ziyan suddenly hesitated again - if the truth was told, the villagers would definitely gather to slay the demon...
When I think of that round little fur ball, squatting obediently by his hand and reading a book, or holding up the wooden table to grab food with him, sometimes it does nothing, just leans at his feet, and quietly licks the emerald.
Normal eyes stared at him.
After He Ziyan calmed down from his fear, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Bai Bi was not a ferocious monster. And that little white-furred fox who would sleep at his feet did not have the intention to harm him.
Thinking of this, He Ziyan made up his mind. Faced with the doctor's questioning, he was really not good at lying. He hesitated and thought for a long time, and finally came up with an excuse that even a baby couldn't deceive: he was bitten by a dog.
Without giving the doctor time to question "How could a dog bite his neck?", He Ziyan bowed and said goodbye as soon as the wound was wrapped. When he walked out of the house, the east was already white, but the drizzle had not stopped yet. The doctor borrowed it
He Ziyan thanked him hurriedly for the oil-paper umbrella, took the oil-paper umbrella, and set foot on the dirt road home.
Although he had made up his mind, He Ziyan could not help but murmur in his heart at the thought of having to talk to a fox demon. He kept thinking about his words along the way. But before he could think about it, he had already arrived in front of his house.
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Looking at Chaimen, who was all too familiar, he was stunned.
For a moment, everything was silent, except for the slight "rustling" sound of the drizzle falling on the oil paper on the umbrella.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and in the misty rain, the willow branches are swaying gently in the wind. Between the sky and the earth, the fine bead curtain dimly hides the things in the distance. The water droplets gather at the corners of the eaves and fall, as if
The crystal orb fell to the ground, and after a long time, a "ding-dong" sound was heard.
Still not getting along with any suitable words, He Ziyan couldn't help but draw a wry smile on his lips: As the saying goes, you will regret the book when it is used. It's a pity that he has been studying hard for many years, but now he can't think of any good ideas. After a long while
After that, he finally closed the paper umbrella and gently shook off the water drops. Then, he bent his fingers and closed the firewood door softly: "White jade?"
The only answer to him was the sound of rain falling from the sky. After calling him a few words, he couldn't help but find it funny: He was clearly going back to his house, so why should he be so polite? Besides, even if Bai Bi is a fox demon, it doesn't mean that it will answer the door.
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Thinking of this, He Ziyan reached out and pushed the door open - but the moment he touched the wooden door, the door opened on its own. With the "squeaking" sound, those green eyes came into view.
He shuddered, but he didn't feel too surprised. And when he saw the white jade that had been squatting on the wooden table opposite the door, looking straight at the door, the moment he saw him, his eyes changed.
He flashed for a moment, then turned his head and lay on the table, facing him with his butt. Seeing this scene, He Ziyan felt: This time, he came to the right place.
"Bai Bi." He called softly, walking around to the little fox, "Let's talk, okay?"
The white-furred fox flicked its tail and buried its head in its forelimbs, as if it couldn't hear.
Thinking about Bai Bi's superpowers, He Ziyan was still a little afraid at first, but now, seeing its almost childish way of doing things, he had forgotten even the word "fear". Seeing the little fox so
With such an uncooperative attitude, he stretched out his hand and pulled the little guy's fluffy tail, beckoning it to come over. Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't use his powers to resist, nor did he turn around as he wished. Pulling and pulling, one person and one fox actually turned around.
More realistic.
He Ziyan slightly strengthened his hand, while Bai Bi simply dug his claws into the wooden table and let him pull it as hard as he wanted, but it remained motionless. Seeing that the good wooden table had several holes dug out by the fox's claws, He Ziyan couldn't laugh or cry. Suddenly
I feel that this white jade is just like an ordinary child. When they get into trouble, they can't be persuaded and beaten, but they can't be beaten...
Suddenly, an idea flashed. He Ziyan let go of his hand, straightened up, and strode towards the door without looking at Bai Bi again. When he reached the door, he kindly closed the door.
Outside the house, the spring rain was miserable, and green smoke seemed to be floating on the river. He Ziyan silently counted three times in his heart, suddenly turned around, and opened the door with a "dong" - the little fox on the ground seemed to be unexpected.
, was so startled by the movement that he took a step back, then understood immediately, and glared at He Ziyan with his emerald eyes.
But he was not afraid, and instead smiled slightly: "What? Are you reluctant to sleep anymore? Are you finally willing to look at me?"
Facing his smile, Bai Bi suddenly froze, neither hiding nor moving, just staring blankly at the young man in front of him - the young man whose throat he had almost bitten off a few hours ago.
"well……"
An almost inaudible sigh made He Ziyan almost think he heard it wrong. However, the next moment, a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared in front of him, making him unable to open his eyes.
Looking again, I saw a tall, thin young man wearing white clothes.
"Bai Bi?" He subconsciously called out as confirmation.
The young man in white clothes did not answer him, but looked at him quietly with his emerald green eyes. There was no expression on his calm face, only a strange indifference.
"Unexpectedly..." He Ziyan coughed lightly and said with a smile, "It turns out that you have grown so big. Then why are you still acting like a baby and have to be fed?"
The indifferent expression of the young man in white cracked instantly, and a sharp eye roll came over him. However, after catching a glimpse of the slight curve of the man's lips, he finally lowered his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.
Although it was He Ziyan who made the request to "have a good talk", the person he expected was just the snow-white and fluffy little fox demon. He never thought that in an instant, the person who once rubbed at his feet would pick up cloth shoes for him.
The little guy suddenly pulled out his head. Not only was he not a child, but he was still a young man.
There is often a saying in folklore: It takes hundreds of years for a monster to cultivate into a human form. Facing the fox monster in front of him who was obviously older than him, He Ziyan didn't know what tone to use with him.
Conversation: I have long been accustomed to comparing Bai Bi to a "little ghost head", but the young man in front of me is no longer as cute as when he was a little fox. He has sharp eyebrows and green eyes, and his lips are tightly pursed without saying a word. He really doesn't look like a good person.
temperamental.
While He Ziyan was trying to figure out the young man's personality using the principle of "image comes from the heart", Bai Bi, who had never spoken, slowly and coldly said: "I'm here to take your life."
This answer was not too surprising. After all, Bai Bi had a history of trying to bite off his neck in the middle of the night. He Ziyan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have I ever had a grudge with you?"
"Nothing." The young man said coldly, as if he didn't want to say a word more.
"Then..." He Ziyan thought for a moment and could only make a bold guess, "Is there any enmity in the past life?"
The young man was silent for a long time, just staring at the scholar in front of him with his green eyes. After a while, he spoke lightly again: "Nothing."
Seeing the scholar in front of him frowning slightly, looking rather suspicious, the young man transformed from the white fox stopped speaking for a long time, just lowered his eyes, and slowly clenched his fists again.
A soft call with some confusion and the word "白璧" seemed to come from eternity, cutting through the fog of memory, and the smiling face from a long time ago gradually appeared in front of him again...
"Bai Bi, hook your hand and seal it. I don't know how to scalp scalpers. I'll wait for you to come back."
six
A hundred years ago, early spring.
At that time, there was no scholar named "He Ziyan", there was only a young man who liked to squat in the bookstore and read secretly.
The boy's name was very simple, Yang, with the character "Su" in it. While other children in the town were still running around the streets yelling and playing "riding a big horse", Yang Su had to soak his hands in it.
In the cold river water in early spring, greasy dishes are washed.
The friend next to me is called "Bench", and he is shivering with cold while washing. He curses all the time: from the hateful shopkeeper to the mean boss lady, from the young boss who always uses them as horses to ride on, to the fat diners.
The cruel parents were scolded so hard that they sold their children to an unscrupulous restaurant owner for fifty coppers.
Yang Su just laughed after hearing this. He was just a thirteen-year-old boy. He should still be at the age where he could jump and run whenever he wanted and laugh heartlessly. However, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but his smile was
It's bitter.
The river water, brimming with the coolness of early spring, looks very clear. When the sun shines, even those annoying vegetable oils show colorful and bright colors, floating on the water in ripples.
On the path behind them, several children passed by in twos and threes, complaining loudly about "the Master's strict control", complaining about "I can't read any articles", complaining about never going to school again - turning their backs to them
Yang Su, who was washing the dishes, could still smile bitterly just now while listening to the bench scolding him, but at this moment his smile stiffened.
However, after only a moment, Yang Su finally suppressed his smile, lowered his head, and vigorously rubbed the edge of the porcelain bowl. Accompanied by the sound of water, the sounds of children talking and laughing behind him also
It gradually faded away and finally disappeared on the dirt road in the town.
After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, and lifting up the heavy basket full of rice bowls, Yang Su stepped onto the muddy path moistened by the spring rain. The bench behind him made two "aaaaaaa" sounds, and he hurriedly yelled: "Wait a minute."
wait for me!"
Yang Su turned around and saw that half of the work on the bench was still unfinished. He wanted to help clean it up, but suddenly he looked at the school over there, which was not too far away. After thinking for a moment, he asked softly:
"Sorry, I'll wait for you over there, okay?"
The bench said, "You're still dreaming about studying," which made Yang Su smile awkwardly. However, facing the bench, he waved his hand and made a "gotcha" gesture. Yang Su still carried the basket and walked to the bench with great difficulty.
Beside the school, he secretly squatted under the window sill.
The master read sentence after sentence, and the children in the room shook their heads. Yang Su put the basket aside, huddled up under the window, and did not dare to make a sound. He just moved his lips silently and matched his lips.
Just as he was concentrating on reciting the sentences the master said, he suddenly heard a "clang" sound beside him. He subconsciously lowered his head and looked up - a baby about eight or nine years old was holding the rice bowl in his basket and heading towards it.
Playing with it on the ground.
Yang Su was startled, and just stretched out his hand to stop it, but the doll moved very quickly. Not only did it smash another one, but it also squatted down to pick up the pieces and play with them. Unexpectedly, his hands were broken immediately because of his thin skin and tender flesh.
There was a cut in the porcelain piece.
The doll stared at his fingers with wide eyes, staring blankly at the blood beads rolling out. It took him a long time to realize the pain, then he suddenly curled his lips and cried "Wow-".
At this moment, Yang Su didn't have time to worry about the punishment for breaking the bowl, so he quickly pulled the kid into his arms and comforted him. While gently patting his back and coaxing him "Don't cry, don't cry," he took off his clothes.
Tear off a small strip of fabric from the corner and bandage the little guy's bleeding finger.
The movement caused a commotion in the school. The children peered out of the window, and the master also ran out to see the situation. Yang Su, who had nowhere to hide and no excuse, could only stand up and lower his head.
But what he didn't expect was that instead of blaming him, the master gave him a slight nod. Faced with the master's acquiescence, Yang Su was ecstatic and hurriedly bowed to thank him. The master twirled his beard and said, "Yeah."
With a cry, he turned around and went back to the house, greeted the dolls in the room and continued reading.
Seeing the master's back entering the house, Yang Su stared for a long time. Until everyone entered the house and closed the door, he still stood there and stared blankly. Unconsciously, he grinned from the corner of his mouth to the back of his ears. After a long time, he finally turned back.
After coming to his senses, he hurriedly turned around to see the condition of the doll, but the strange thing was that he could still see his shadow.
Yang Su looked around for a long time, but couldn't find the doll, leaving only the broken porcelain pieces on the ground. Seeing that four bowls were broken, Yang Su frowned. However, compared to what he was about to receive, Yang Su frowned.
The fear of punishment was now even more urgent in his heart, but what he was anxious about was the baby he had just met just once - looking at the baby's pink makeup, he didn't look like a child from an ordinary family. But if it was a baby from a wealthy family,
, why are you here alone? Maybe you got lost, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Su became more and more anxious. Yang Su walked around the school again, but he didn't even see a single footprint, let alone a human figure. He saw only half-sized footprints on the wet dirt road, but he couldn't see any small footprints.
Seeing the baby's footprints, Yang Su suddenly felt a thump in her heart: Could it be... that the old kidnapper kidnapped her?!
Just when Yang Su was feeling uneasy, the benches on the river bank also put away the dishes and shouted: "Let's go!" Yang Su responded, but did not move. He still stood there and looked around, trying to find out
The boy came to drag him impatiently until the bench saw the broken bowl and smacked his tongue: "It's over! You must be beaten to death!"
Yang Su had no choice but to smile, and could only bend down to pick up the fragments and wrap them up. Then, he picked up the basket again, and together with the bench, set foot on the not-so-flat dirt road.
The warm sunshine of early spring reflected the clear river water, and under the clear blue sky, it looked like a very light and delicate painting. However, compared with this clear and warm scene, Yang Su felt gloomy and gloomy in his heart: both for the boss lady he was about to face.
His cold face, and the missing doll. It would be better not to be kidnapped and trafficked - he could only pray in his heart.
seven
There are few stars in the moon. Above the dark blue sky, the moon is already in the sky. The early spring evening wind has not yet receded from the "ninety-nine" chill. Although it blows on the body gently, the coldness is enough to drive into the bones. Yang Su temporarily
He stopped peeling edamame and rubbed his arms, which were covered with goosebumps from the cold. However, this action did not bring much warmth to him. It only made him raise the corners of his lips and give him a wry smile.
Come.
As expected, if the bowl was broken, there would be no good fruit to eat. Fortunately, the landlady was in a pretty good mood today. She only slapped him twice for being hungry, and as long as he could clear the whole basket overnight,
The edamame was considered to have passed the test. Yang Su shook his head with a wry smile, lowered his head, squatted at the corner and continued to work. A sudden gust of cool breeze made him sneeze.
"Are you cold?"
The sudden sound behind him made Yang Su so frightened that he fell to the ground. The night was as cold as water, and the bluestone floor was soaked in ice, making it hard and cold. This fall almost broke Yang Su's buttocks.
It fell into two halves. But he couldn't care less about the pain and quickly turned around to look at it. It was the doll from this morning.
Seeing that the kid was not abducted, Yang Su was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to rub the little guy's head. But the baby didn't recognize the child. Not only did he let Yang Su rub his head, but he also rubbed it here with a smile on his face.
, narrowed into a crack.
But as he touched it, Yang Su felt that something was wrong. He was stunned, and gently pushed away the strangely soft hair under his palm - only to see two hairs vaguely hidden in the hair.
Fluffy white ears.
Yang Su's legs went weak and he fell to the ground again. He could only stare at the child with his eyes wide open, unable to say a word.
The little doll had fair skin, a round face, and a smiling face, just like a chubby white-faced doll made by craftsmen. However, among the messed up hair, two pointed ears covered with white hair were exposed.
No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like an ordinary child.
The little guy originally smiled with squinted eyes, but when he saw Yang Su sitting on the ground without speaking, he suppressed his smile, opened his big eyes, stretched out his little finger and scratched his cheek, and said in a soft childish voice
Said: "Shame, shame! So stupid! I fell down twice!"
Yang Su was even more speechless, because the baby's round eyes were clearly emerald green.
The little kid looked at Yang Su and remained silent for a long time, so he walked over to him on his short legs and stretched out his round little hand: "Here, I'll pull you."
He should be afraid. Yang Su had heard the stories about those mountain spirits and water monsters told by adults, so he naturally understood that this little baby with furry ears and green eyes was either a monster or a monster. However, that little bit of surprise and that little bit of fear, when facing that
When her round face was smiling, when she faced the little finger like a lotus root reaching towards her, it couldn't compare with the warmth in her heart.
Yang Su didn't know if he was obsessed. At that moment, he just didn't want to live up to the care of a cute little baby. He just didn't want his smiling round face to show a look of disappointment.
He didn't think much about it, he just naturally stretched out his hand to respond and took the little white hand.
Although the doll said "I will pull you", no matter in terms of body shape or strength, he could only have more than enough intention but not enough strength. He pulled hard twice, but failed to pull Yang Su up. The little guy curled his lips and said
There was dissatisfaction on his face. However, before Yang Su could think of a countermeasure, the doll suddenly rolled his green eyes, kicked his legs and jumped directly on Yang Su's body.
Yang Su had no idea that he had such a move, and he was completely unprepared. He was suddenly hit by this "mountain pressure", which made him gasp in a hissing manner. But the little guy didn't care, and still pressed hard into his arms.
Arched.
Just when Yang Su couldn't help but smile bitterly and was about to pull the kid up, something soft and fluffy suddenly brushed against his hand. Then, a big white tail swept across his cheek and covered him.
"This way you won't feel cold anymore." The kid raised his head from his arms and looked at him with a smile.
His heart felt hot, and Yang Su felt a warm current welling up from his heart, and even his eyes were warm. No longer caring about what he was afraid of, he reached out and patted the little guy's head on his chest, raising the corners of his lips.
, smiled softly and said: "Thank you."
The little guy didn't answer him, he just said "hmm" vaguely twice, and then, within a moment, he snored softly.
Yang Su couldn't help but laugh, and couldn't help but lightly scratch the little guy's ears. It seemed that he felt itchy, and the fluffy white ears moved slightly, and the big tail was raised, shaking in the air as if chasing away flies.
, and then obediently hung down and covered his arm. The soft white hair swept across Yang Su's face, making him feel even more funny.
The bright moon was in the sky, laying a layer of silver frost on the bluestone slab. Under the bright moonlight, Yang Su lowered his head and looked at the little ghost in his arms: a big smile hung on his round little face, and the thin fluff on his ears followed the night.
The wind swayed slightly. The little guy held his collar tightly with his little hands and buried half of his cheek in his clothes. There was a water mark hanging from his mouth, which dripped directly onto his clothes.
Yang Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry. For fear of disturbing the little kid, he didn't wipe it, and just let the little kid drool and continue sleeping. When the little kid seemed to be sleeping deeply, he gently lifted him up.
He held him in his arms and changed his position, letting him lie on his knees to sleep, while he continued to peel the beans gently.
However, even though Yang Su had carefully moved his hands and feet, the little guy still noticed this small vibration. He straightened up in a daze, raised his hand to wipe his sleepy eyes, and said in a soft childish voice
Asked: "Is it dawn?"
"Not yet." Yang Su smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I woke you up."
The little guy shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up. He finally came to his senses, and when he saw Yang Su peeling beans, he also stretched out his little hand to grab the beans.
"Don't!" Yang Su stretched out his hand to stop him.
The doll's hands are white and clean, don't get roughened by these rough jobs.
The little guy curled his lips and seemed a little angry. Yang Su knew that if he didn't find something to do, he would probably still clamor to peel the beans. So, he said casually: "Do me a favor, okay?"
"
"What?" His emerald green eyes were shining brightly in the moonlight.
"Uh..." Yang Su thought for a moment, "Can you help me count how many beans I peeled?"
"Okay!" The little guy nodded vigorously. He sat down at Yang Su's feet and stared at the movements of his hands.
Seeing how serious he was, Yang Su couldn't help but laugh. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and asked softly: "Baby, what are you...?"
"Twenty-one, twenty-two...what is what?...Twenty-three, twenty-four..." The little guy didn't even raise his head.
"Uh..." It's better to ask directly, "What kind of monster are you?" Yang Su hesitated and thought for a moment, then asked another question: "Then what's your name?"
"Little fox...thirty-two, thirty-three..."
Yang Su said "Oh" in sudden realization. But after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong: even if he is a fox demon, he should have a name and a surname. Wherever there is a name, he should be called "Little Fox"?
"Baby, no one gave you a name?"
The little guy tilted his head and looked at him with his emerald eyes: "Do you want to give me a name? But when everyone sees me, they just call me 'little fox'."
He felt a little distressed for no reason. Yang Su just wanted to reach out and rub the little guy's head, but then he thought that peeling beans would inevitably get stained with mud, so he turned his hand abruptly: "Then... I'll give you a name, okay?
?”
The kid still didn't understand: "Why do you need a new name?"
Yang Su wiped his hands on his pants vigorously, and then reached out to pat the little guy on the head: "With a name, you will be different from other little foxes."
"Then I want a name!" The little guy jumped up excitedly, and his tail began to wag.
"Then..." Yang Su pondered for a moment, "Uh... white hair? White jade? Hmm, it seems a bit tacky... ah, just 'white jade'! White jade is flawless!"
The little guy raised his neck and looked at him: "What is a white jade? Can it be eaten?"
Yang Su picked up the kid and asked him to sit on his knees: "Bai Bi is a kind of beautiful jade, just like your tail, it is white and clean. It is a very, very rare treasure."
"Then I am a treasure too?" The little guy pointed to his nose with his short little finger.
"Yeah!" Yang Su nodded heavily.
Bai Bi jumped off his knees happily, and jumped twice in the yard. After the jump, he jumped to the top of Yang Su and jumped on Yang Su's neck: "Then I want to give you a name too!"
"Ah?" Yang Su was stunned, "But I already have a name."
Bai Bi hugged his shoulders tightly and didn't let go: "But that was what someone else shouted. I want something different too!"
Yang Su was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether to praise the baby for being so smart that he could draw inferences from one instance or to laugh at him for not understanding the truth. However, he finally nodded and said one word softly: "Okay."
Although he made grand words like "I want to give you a name too", the little guy is still a little guy after all. He couldn't think of any good words even if he tried hard. However, words like "big stone" gave Yang Su a huge headache.
.Finally, he couldn't bear it any more, so he only made a suggestion with a wry smile: "If you don't mind, just call me 'big brother'."
"But, that's not a name."
It seems that the kid is pretty hard to fool.
Yang Su smiled: "Yes, it's not a name. But if you are willing, I am your elder brother and you are my younger brother. There is no one else in this world who is unique."
After all, Bai Bi is a child at heart. When he heard that he was unique, he raised his hands and feet in agreement, wagging his tail loudly. After finishing the coke, he suddenly fell down and said: "Ah! It's all my fault, brother! I
Forgot to count the beans!”
The depressed little fox demon opened its mouth wide, revealing two small tiger teeth, and bit down on Yang Su's arm with "Ah wu" - although the posture was ruthless, the bite was very gentle.
Yang Su let the little guy play around and tugged at his trousers. He didn't stop him, he was just busy with the beans in his hand.
The silver moonlight reflected the little fox's white tail, and also reflected Yang Su's black eyes, which were bright and full of smiles.
eight
Since having Bai Bi as a relative, it seems that even the days are not so difficult. Every day when washing dishes and doing things, little Bai Bi always likes to follow Yang Su. Yang Su is afraid that the little guy will be seen by his boss and pulls him away from work, and he is also afraid that the little guy will be dragged away from work when he is seen by his boss.
The guy got carried away and showed off his tail, so he signed a seal with Bai Bi and made a three-part agreement: he is not allowed to show up when others are around.
The hook was drawn and the seal was sealed, but the little fox was a thief who broke his promise. Whenever Yang Su was not paying attention, he would secretly stay out to help. Yang Su blushed and was angry that Bai Bi was disobedient, but because of the little guy
I was so moved that I wanted to help, and in the end I could only rub the little guy's hair and sigh: "Hey, you..."
It seemed that he had spotted Yang Su but was reluctant to hit or scold him. In the end, he could only mutter a few words. The little guy became more and more unscrupulous. Later, he even followed Yang Su to the river to wash the dishes. Watch him stretch out his white and tender little hands.
When Yang Su entered the cold river, he felt extremely distressed. The bench next to him was so envious that he kept shouting: "This brother is so good, I want to pick one up too!"
After hearing this, Bai Bi made a face at the man and retorted in a soft childish voice: "Bai Bi was not picked up! If you want me to not follow you, I will only be the eldest brother's younger brother!"
After hearing this, Yang Su felt warm in his heart. He secretly saved several meals of steamed buns and exchanged them for copper coins with beggars - his boss would never give him cash, and the shops outside would never accept the steamed buns he had saved.
The beggar begging on the street can still exchange with him. It's just that the steamed buns sold outside are sold for one penny each. After this exchange, it becomes five steamed buns for one penny.
After saving for more than ten days, Yang Su finally saved three cents. Yang Su went to the tailor shop to discuss with the boss and buy some leftover rags for tailoring. Unexpectedly, the boss was a good man. Seeing Yang Su's pity, he sold the shop to the shop.
I used the leftover scraps to give him a lot for free.
Yang Su thanked him profusely, but after thanking him, he secretly placed three copper plates on the corner of the table. After returning, he picked some brightly colored rags, pieced them together, and made a colorful cloth bag.
A scarf - he knew that the little guy usually liked to go out for a walk when he had nothing to do, but every time he saw Bai Bi wandering around the streets, he was worried: he was afraid that the little kid would get too excited and show off his abilities.
When Yang Su gave the two things to Bai Bi, the little guy blinked his green eyes. No matter how small Bai Bi was, he was still a vixen, always a little clever, so he immediately understood that the scarf was for his ears. But as for Bai Bi
He thought about the purpose of this cloth bag for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Seeing that the little guy had lifted the cloth bag so high, looking left and right and not knowing what to do, Yang Su couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and pulled the little guy into his arms, and pulled out the plush tail from under the hem of his clothes.
, he stuffed the tail into the cloth bag.
"Huh?" Bai Bi's eyes widened and he flicked his tail - the flower cloth bag was swaying in mid-air, which was indescribably strange.
"Fool, that's not how it's used."
Yang Su smiled and pressed Bai Bi's tail, fastened the rope of the cloth bag, put it on the little guy's shoulder, and then covered it with the hem of his clothes - in this way, he looked like an ordinary child carrying a bag.
The little guy became energetic and jumped forward a few steps with the bag on his back. Although his tail was not as free as usual, he turned his head and looked back hard, and he could see the flower backpack, which made his eyes narrow with joy.
There was a gap.
Seeing Bai Bi's happy smile, Yang Su also smiled.
With the cloth bag and headscarf, Bai Bi followed Yang Su around more openly. Every day when Yang Su washed dishes by the river, the little guy would squat on the side to help, no matter how much Yang Su tried to persuade him, he would not listen.
Seeing that the baskets of bowls were quickly washed, but it was still early, Yang Su took Bai Bi to the school and continued to squat in the corner to listen to the Master's lecture.
Yang Su listened carefully, but Bai Bi couldn't listen. He glanced everywhere. As he glanced, he saw that Yang Su's hands were red with cold. Bai Bi rolled his eyes, grabbed his eldest brother's hand, and went to
He put it in the cloth bag behind him.
Yang Su was stunned at first. However, when he touched the soft fur in the cloth bag, he looked at the smiling little guy and suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore.
With Bai Bi's help, Yang Su's work is always completed early. The bench sees it and is envious in his heart. But envy is envy, he is also a loyal person, and he has never said a word in front of the landlady.
.
Yang Su was grateful for his generosity, so he would save some food on weekdays and put it in his friends' bowls. Every time at this time, the bench would shake his arms and say "Bye".
"Don't bother me! You still have a little one to raise! If I pick food from between your teeth, am I still not a human being?"
This sentence made Yang Su stop moving and could only say "thank you" with a red nose.
Seeing that Bench was kind to Yang Su, Bai Bi would help Bench with his work when he was bored. At this time, Bench would act like a hands-off man, while lamenting that he had to find a kid who could do the work.
Come and raise.
As soon as he heard what he said, Bai Bi was not happy, and immediately stopped and ignored him despite the bench shouting "Little Ancestor".
Yang Su just smiled as he watched from the side. His smile was reflected on the clearly visible river water, reflecting the sunlight and ripples, one after another.
Nine
Spring goes and spring comes again, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Su had grown a lot taller, but Bai Bi was still as short as a baby. Bai Bi stood on tiptoes and raised his neck to look at Yang Su, and became sulky as he watched.
Seeing him pouting, Yang Su naturally understood what the little guy was angry about. But at this time, it was impossible to ask, "Why don't you grow taller, kid?" to make him roll his eyes. So, Yang Su
Euphemistically insinuating: "Bai Bi?"
The kid who usually talks a lot, didn't say anything this time.
"Bai Bi." Yang Su squatted down considerately, not letting the little guy raise his neck to look at people, "I heard that the book master talked about fox demons, but most of them turned into human forms. I have never heard of it. There are also
The little fox demon will grow up slowly. Is this the case in your place?"
Bai Bi shook his head: "I'm different. We are all little foxes. We have to practice for hundreds of years before we can become human."
Yang Su said "Huh?" "Then how do you..."
Bai Bi kicked the mud at the bottom of his feet: "Grandpa Yushu said that my mother is like this because she is a human being. Only by practicing well can I become a real fox demon."
Practice? Yang Su raised his eyebrows: In the past year, the kid has followed him around and made trouble, and he has washed dishes and studied, but he has never seen him practice anything.
Really worried about the kid, Yang Su stretched out his hand to rub his head: "Then why don't you hurry up and practice? You little lazy guy."
"Bai Bi is not a lazy person!" The little guy immediately defended angrily, then lowered his head, "But, to practice, you have to go back to the mountains..."
Yang Su understood what he said. After being stunned for a moment, he gently stroked the kid's head: "Silly fox, cultivation is more important. Whenever you want to come back, big brother will be waiting for you here."
Bai Bi still lowered his head and remained silent until Yang Su added: "Do you want to be a dwarf all your life?"
This sentence was undoubtedly a sure hit, hitting the target. Bai Bi stamped his feet angrily, turned around and ran out. But as he ran, he was about to disappear at the end of the road, and then suddenly turned a corner and ran back -
The panting kid raised his head, stared at him fiercely, and stretched out his finger.
Understanding what he meant, Yang Su stretched out his little finger and hooked it with Bai Bi's: "Bai Bi, hook your hand and seal it. I don't know how to scalp. I'll wait for you to come back."
The kid pulled his hand hard three times. Then, as if he was afraid that he would regret it if he took a moment longer, he ran out again.
Yang Su was left looking at the kid's leaving figure, smiling bitterly.
ten
The days in the mountains were boring. When Bai Bi finally made some achievements, finally grew taller, grew into a tall and strong young man, and no longer had to worry about his ears and tail, he rushed down the mountain without thinking.
When he stepped onto the familiar dirt road by the river, he didn't see the figure squatting by the river washing dishes. Just when he was about to go back to the restaurant to find someone else, he heard something coming from the school over there.
The sound of children reading: "Trust is fulfilled in righteousness, and words can be restored..."
Then a clear male voice said: "Respect is closer to etiquette than shame."
This voice was somewhat familiar, but also seemed strange. Bai Bi's heart moved, and he quickly walked a few steps towards the wooden schoolhouse over there.
Through the window, I saw a thin man holding a book and reading sentence by sentence.
The facial features are obviously very familiar, but they look nothing like they were back then. The facial features can be said to be unfamiliar, but the look of the facial features is still the same as that person back then...
Bai Bi never expected that his practice would last ten years.
The days of practicing in the cave in the mountain were isolated from the world. In Bai Bi's heart, there was no understanding that "time has changed, things have changed, and people have changed." For him, it was just a trip back to the mountain, living in the cave for a while, and then going down the mountain.
——It’s just such a simple thing.
However, for Yang Su, it has been ten years of cold and heat.
Bai Bi straightened his back and stared blankly at the man in the window. He had never understood the word "time", but he could see the passage of time on that man's face.
One child was not paying attention, and when he was looking around, he saw the white jade, and immediately shouted "Master, Master" loudly: "There is a person outside!"
Yang Su looked around - what he met was a pair of deep eyes. They didn't look away, didn't move, didn't hide, didn't dodge, they were staring at him.
There is no longer the chubby face, the apple-like smile, the fluffy ears, or the warm tail. There are obviously too many differences, but Yang Su smiles.
Putting down the book, he told the students, "Read it to yourself first." Then, he opened the door and rushed towards him: "You are back."
The warm sunshine of spring reflected on the face that was not "familiar", but the curvature of the lips and the smile seemed to be the same as before, never changing.
Bai Bi was stunned for a long time, stared at it for a long time, and then softly said "hmm".
"I'm back."
eleven
Bai Bi felt that he was a little confused. He didn't know how to face this different Yang Su, so he could only follow him to the town and came to the restaurant that had already changed owners.
Yang Su ordered a chicken, two vegetarian dishes, and a pot of tea. While filling the pot of tea, he smiled at him and told him about the changes over time.
The proprietress used out-of-date ingredients to cook, which ruined the customers' stomachs, and was sued to the government; the restaurant changed owners; the master asked him to study with him. Seeing that he was eager to learn and make progress, and thinking that he was getting older, he let him
He tried teaching; he went to the southern city to do some business, and now he seems to have made a lot of money. He married a wife the year before last and gave birth to a son last year...
The more Bai Bi listened, the more confused he became: too many changes were overwhelming him. In his mind, the town was still the same town, the same town where he followed Yang Su and Bench to the river to wash dishes.
With his head in a mess, Bai Bi only felt that this eldest brother was not like the eldest brother he used to be...
"I'm back!"
Unable to bear it, Bai Bi slapped the table and stood up, making a "clang" sound with the chair.
Yang Su was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said nothing more. He just put vegetables into the white bowl. After a long while, he said: "Let's go after eating."
Bai Bi shook his head, and when he saw that familiar yet unfamiliar smile, his heart became even more confused, and he strode out of the restaurant without looking back.
Yang Su sat there, still smiling. Looking at the shiny roast chicken on the table, he couldn't help but feel funny: He once thought about the kid who stayed with him for a year, but only ate some cold steamed buns. At that time, he always thought that one day,
He must let the little guy have a meal of roast chicken...
Unexpectedly, this is unnecessary...
twelve
Bai Bi just wanted to go back to the mountains for a while, and when he figured it out, he would go down the mountain to find Yang Su again.
One day in the mountains means a long time in the world. It didn't take Bai Bi a long time to think about it this time, but by the time he figured it out, it had already been three years.
Returning to the town again, Bai Bi went directly to the school to look for him, but only heard that the man had obtained a meritorious degree and had gone to the city to become an official.
Bai Bi then went to the city again, only to hear people say that the low-ranking official didn't care enough and was demoted to a small border town in the north.
When I went to the border town, I heard that the man couldn't stand the bitter cold, so he got sick soon after arriving, and died of the disease a year ago.
Thirteen
It's already March, but in this bitterly cold place, the snow still hasn't melted.
Although there is no sun, the space between heaven and earth is extremely bright.
The snow feathers fell quietly, covering the ground with white frost and dyeing the branches with winter snow.
The ancient road was covered with half an inch of snow, and every step I took was too heavy to move.
Next to the ancient road, there is a cedar forest. At this time, only the bare brown branches are left, covered with snow, but they look refreshing.
As a result, the bluestone tombstone was particularly eye-catching due to the falling snow.
The wind picked up the snow foam and dispersed it, distorting the vision. It was difficult to walk on the snow. Every step I took seemed to be tied to heavy shackles, dragging each other hard.
Bai Bi couldn't remember how he broke free from the shackles and walked to the tombstone. When he came to his senses, he was already sitting next to the bluestone tombstone.
"cattle……"
He twitched the corners of his mouth and buried his head in his hands.
The older brother who would smile and rub his head, the older brother who sewed cloth bags for him, the older brother who often said he was naughty but could never bear to hit him and could only smile bitterly.
Only then did Bai Bi understand that they were different.
Birth, old age, illness, death - human life is so short, but in just a moment, his eldest brother is no longer what he was before, and his eldest brother is buried deep in the loess.
But he still remembered those words: "Bai Bi, hook your hand and seal it, I don't know how to scalp. I'll wait for you to come back."
What are you waiting for, liar, scalper!
Bai Bi took out a piece of colorful cloth from his arms, held it in his hand, and looked at it blankly. Then he curled up his legs and hugged his knees with both hands, just like when he was young, he always
Following Yang Su, he huddled under the windowsill of the school and listened to the class secretly.
Things are the same, but people are no longer the same.
Sitting there blankly, Bai Bi thought for a long time before he figured it out:
You can't let him grow old, you can't let him die. If you want to keep him with you forever, there is only one way - kill him with your own hands and keep his soul.
fourteen
Faced with He Ziyan's question of "there was enmity in the past life", the past emerged one by one in front of Bai Bi's eyes.
From the moment she found him, Bai Bi recognized him at a glance: although his appearance was completely different, his demeanor and smile were still the same as they were a hundred years ago.
He secretly clenched his fists, lowered his eyes, and did not speak for a long time. It was not until He Ziyan softly called out "Bai Bi" again that he slowly raised his eyes and stared at that person closely with his emerald eyes.
Realizing his gaze, He Ziyan was no longer frightened and just smiled: "If there is no enmity, then why do you want to kill me? Just give me a reasonable reason."
A reasonable explanation, huh.
Bai Bi snorted softly and turned away. He knew that he should just accept him, but when he saw that the guy in front of him almost had his neck bitten off by him, he still returned to the house and called him "Bai Bi".
…
He couldn't do it.
He felt stuffy in his chest, and many thoughts were tangled up in his mind. The memories from many years ago gradually became connected with the scattered spring rain on the bank of the Yangtze River. On a starry night, he and Yang Su were sitting on the open space behind the hotel. There was a burst of sound in the grass.
There were insects chirping and the spring night breeze blew gently. Yang Su gently rubbed his tail and explained to him the lesson the master said.
On a rainy night, he lit a candle and transformed into a little white fox. He squatted on the desk, half-squinting his eyes, watching He Ziyan lower his head while reading, and watched the candlelight reflect his figure on the wall.
The falling snow was vast, and the bluestone tombstone was soaked in a dark color. He obviously recognized the characters "Yang" and "Su", but he stubbornly believed that the one lying under the loess was not unique to him.
's eldest brother.
Along the Yangtze River, the morning fog filled the air. Between the sky and the water, a pale white curtain seemed to have been opened, making it difficult to see clearly. The morning light penetrated the fog, reflected through the window lattice, and also reflected the man wearing a green shirt holding a book in his hand.
youth.
He had been searching for him for decades, hundreds of years. However, when he actually saw him, he felt that the pursuit for many years had once again become a confusing confusion.
Different faces, similar smiles, and memories that no longer exist almost made Bai Bi run away again and escape back to the cave in the mountains.
However, he knew that he had made mistakes and understood deeply: this time, he could not let go.
Therefore, he could only stop there quietly, on the green weeds on the river bank, quietly looking at the figures in the house. Until He Ziyan noticed his presence, until he walked out of the house and squatted down.
She reached out and gently stroked the snow-like fur.
Bai Bi did not avoid the familiar gentle movements. He just sat quietly, stared at the young man, and let him caress his back. Although his face was completely different, he could hear his voice full of laughter: "
Ha", I saw him raising the corners of his lips to form a faint smile, I saw him holding his small paws and smiling softly.
At that moment, inexplicable sadness filled his chest, leaving him with no choice but to escape.
But instead of escaping to the cave in the mountain, he jumped on the young man's shoulders and simply buried his head in his neck. He didn't move anymore, but secretly squinted one eye and stared quietly with those green eyes.
His profile.
These days, Bai Bi can see clearly: He Ziyan in this life may be luckier than Yang Su. He no longer has to hide secretly under the windowsill of the school, no longer has to scrimp and save steamed buns secretly to exchange for a few copper coins.
He no longer has to look at his boss's face and get beaten by the landlady. Here, he has an obedient baby who studies with him, a fisherman's village that takes care of him, and a doctor who is worried about him. Is he willing to give up everything? If he
If he really killed him, would he hold a grudge against him?
More importantly, in this life, He Ziyan will never remember Bai Bi who was following him around, nor will he remember that he once promised to be his unique big brother, nor will he remember that he used rags to sew the colorful little one overnight.
Bu Bao will not remember that he sealed his hand with him and promised to wait for him to come back...
A silent sigh overflowed from his lips, and Bai Bi slowly released his fist. Without saying a word, he just turned around and walked out of Chaimen, stepping out of an unattainable dream.
Only He Ziyan still didn't know what was going on, and could only look at the back of the young man in white, gradually disappearing into the curtain of spring rain...
fifteen
The wind at night is cool and refreshing. Under the dark blue sky, the stars are arranged neatly, and the elegant flowing light shines on the entire land. Along with a breeze, the smell of earth is raised everywhere. The bamboo leaves are swaying gently in the wind, and the trees are
Shadow class refuting.
In this sparsely populated bamboo forest, there were some sporadic flames. A white figure squatted there quietly, stuffing stacks of paper money into the brazier, his movements slow and pious.
Black ashes with some sporadic firelight rose up to the sky with the heat, flickering in the breeze, as if they were fireflies flying in the bamboo forest.
There was slight movement behind me. Accompanied by slight footsteps, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came to my ears.
"White jade."
Bai Bi did not look back, but quietly looked at the paper money in the basin, which was gradually rolled up by the tongues of fire.
He Ziyan came over, squatted beside Bai Bi, and watched with him as the fire became brighter and then extinguished, then extinguished and brightened again, and finally gradually emitted its brilliant brilliance again.
The firelight reflected on Bai Bi's face, and the newly born fire-colored fireflies flew around him, lingering around him, emitting a faint brilliance, and then gradually dissipated.
After a long time, He Ziyan asked softly: "Is this...your friend?"
His heart tightened, Bai Bi was silent for a moment, and then he replied calmly: "An old friend."
In fact, he didn't understand that this piece of paper money would never be delivered to Yang Su's hands again, just because he had been reincarnated long ago. At this moment, it was by his side.
Putting the last piece of paper money into the fire, Bai Bi straightened up and looked at the person beside him coldly: "What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of death?"
But He Ziyan just smiled: "No. I'm not looking for death, I'm looking for someone."
Bai Bi said nothing and just glanced at him coldly.
Just listen to He Ziyan talk to himself: "I'm looking for someone, and he is also an old friend."
The wind of the spring night swept the ashes into the air, and the sporadic firelights that flickered on and off were like stardust falling into the world in the dark night.
The little bits of brilliance reflected in the white emerald eyes, and also reflected in He Ziyan's black eyes.
Seeing Bai Bi's fist clenched unconsciously, He Ziyan saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. After a long time, he chuckled, and somehow subconsciously touched Bai Bi's head - but Bai Bi was born taller than
He was tall, so this action was really difficult for He Ziyan.
Bai Bi curled his lips and muttered something, but He Ziyan couldn't understand. The tall and thin young man, with an awkward look on his face, suddenly sat down on the dirt.
Sitting and standing, this time, the height became more convenient. He Ziyan patted Bai Bi's head and ruffled the soft hair: "Hey."
"what?"
"Let me tell you, um, was I your mother in my previous life?"
"..."
The angry young man in white suddenly jumped up, like the chubby fox doll back then, and pounced on He Ziyan. He opened his mouth wide and chewed his arm with two tiger teeth.
The mouth is very light.
He Ziyan allowed the young man next to him to show a childishness that was inconsistent with his age, allowed him to hold his hand tightly, let him bite and bite him, and suddenly hugged him, lowering his head.
The silvery white moonlight reflected the fireflies all over the sky, the young man in white who clung to his loved ones and refused to let go, and He Ziyan's black eyes, which were bright and full of smiles.
