Xiaoluzi and his party have arrived at Fangcheng, located south of Chenjiazhuang.
In an inn, Xiaoluzi and Chen Qing shared a room.
At this moment, Xiaoluzi rested his head on his hands and leaned against the window blankly. Her expression noticed the cheerful people on the street.
Xiaoluzi asked Chen Qing: "Why are there so many people?"
Looking at the bustling crowds and the colorful lights on the street, Xiaoluzi was curious about what festival it was today.
Chen Qing also walked to the window, glanced at the people in front of her, and said, "Today should be the Mid-Autumn Festival."
There was a trace of frustration in Xiaoluzi's expression, and he said, "Oh, Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Seeing that Xiaoluzi's speech and expression had lost the liveliness of the past, Chen Qing felt distressed and said: "Every holiday season, I miss my family even more, Xiaolu, from now on we will be a family."
Xiaoluzi returned: "Yes, I miss my family even more during the holidays. Anyone who says they miss home is all lies. Thank you, Qingqing."
For Xiaoluzi who came from time-to-time, even though she has a lively and free personality, it is difficult to understand the pain of lovesickness.
Soon, Chen Qing said to Xiaoluzi: "Xiaoluzi, there will be many people setting off lanterns, swimming in the lake, and appreciating poems at night. Why don't we buy some materials for making lanterns?"
When Xiao Luzi heard this, he immediately replied to Chen Qing in high spirits: "As you command, Miss, we will have fun with the children today."
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After Xiao Luzi and Chen Qing returned to the inn, Ma Fei took the materials and picked them up. Seeing Ma Fei's cautious look, Xiao Luzi asked quickly: "Xiao Ma Fei, I didn't expect you to know these gadgets."
Ma Fei smiled and blushed, and replied sheepishly: "Sister Lu, my mother is very good at needlework. She also teaches me some making. Then I will teach you."
Xiaoluzi nodded thoughtfully and said, "Very good. Then let's have fun tonight."
Everyone said happily in unison: "Okay."
After dinner, pairs of young hands walked to the Fangcheng River holding lanterns of different colors.
Xiaoluzi also made her own lantern, which was in the shape of a lotus. She placed a small red note in the center with the words Shen Jianfeng written on it.
Chen Qing told Xiaolu: "We just need to write the name of the person we miss on it, and one day the Flower Goddess will bring your thoughts to that person's dream and let him remember you."
Xiaoluzi asked himself, would he feel your persistence
When the lanterns are gone, I still feel exhausted, and I have been waiting for the beautiful lady who has never arrived.
Xiaoluzi asked Chen Qing: "Qingqing, why don't you put out the lanterns?"
Chen Qing smiled and replied: "In previous years, I would call Zhang Jian's name, but not this time. What I look for is the distant glow, not the past friendship."
Xiaoluzi nodded.
At this time, Chen Qing asked like Xiaoluzi: "Xiaoluzi, actually I have always wanted to ask. You don't look like a little girl from the countryside. Can you tell me where you are from?"
Xiaoluzi smiled and looked at the swaying lanterns in the Fangcheng River.
A light seemed to flash in her eyes. Slowly, she closed her eyes slightly and felt the noisy atmosphere in the hot air.
Slowly she opened her eyes, turned to Chen Qing and said, "Qingqing, I come from a place where there is no war. People there live colorful lives, which can be simple or complex, simple or profound."
Chen Qing's eyes lit up and she said, "Xiaolu, can we go all the way to find your hometown?"
When Chen Qing asked this question, Xiaoluzi felt disappointed. She smiled at Chen Qing and said, "Qingqing, I don't know how to go back to my hometown. I'm sorry."
She originally thought that Chen Qing would be disappointed, but she used her slender fingers to gently tidy up Xiaoluzi's broken hair on her forehead, and then helped her extend the strands to the base of her ears, and said: "Xiaoluzi, then Let’s go find a place like that and settle down to live.”
Xiaoluzi nodded slightly, looking at Chen Qing with her eyes, looking at her warm eyes, her heart suddenly felt a lot warmer.
At this time, Ma Fei had already led the little ones over. He shouted: "Sister Lu, Sister Qing, come over and watch the dragon dance!"
For Ma Fei, who had just left Tiancan Village, everything was strange.
Chen Qing happily said to Xiaoluzi: "Xiaoluzi, let's go."
Seeing all the happy people, Xiao Luzi declined them and said, "No, you can go, I want to develop feelings here."
Ma Fei asked dissatisfied: "Sister Lu, you are so happy and you don't even go, what are you planning?"
Chen Qing smiled angrily at Ma Fei and said, "Sister Lu, you want to stay alone by the river and feel homesick."
After hearing this, Ma Fei said unhappily: "Sister Lu, do you have a fever? I'll give you two celestial silkworm leaves~"
In response to Ma Fei's remarks, Xiaoluzi quickly said to Chen Qing: "Qingqing, hurry up, take Xiao Ma Fei away, I don't want to think about anything now, I just want to be quiet, please."
Yes, the only thing Xiaoluzi wants to do right now is to sit here blankly and let time slip away quietly.
Think about it, all these years.
The only thing she wanted to keep was him.
But he had already been separated from her.
Chen Qing nodded, and this gentle girl quickly turned to Ma Fei and said, "Sister Lu, please stay quiet. Let's go play with the children."
The children quickly gathered around Chen Qing happily and said, "Okay, okay."
Ma Fei was helpless, shook his head and looked at Xiaoluzi kindly, then turned around, pulled the two children and went to the market with Chen Qing.
Xiao Luzi looked at the warm backs of Chen Qing and Ma Fei with their children, and couldn't help but smile with relief.
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The bright and round moon was quickly submerged by dark clouds. Looking over, it was the dark sky facing the colorful lake.
The rainstorm came as soon as it came.
After getting her face and shoes wet, Xiaoluzi was still unconscious and still sitting there, staring at the lake stupidly.
Everyone else had dispersed or found a place to take shelter from the rain, but Xiaoluzi didn't move. She just watched the rain slowly wet the lanterns floating on the lake, and one by one, they were extinguished by the rain.
At this time, a man's voice sounded next to Xiaoluzi. The man handed an umbrella to her and said: "Miss, this is an umbrella that an adult asked me to give to you. It's raining. Come on soon." Let's go back."
Xiaoluzi was puzzled and asked: "Sir, who gave it to me? Thank you."
Although Xiaoluzi didn't know who sent it, he was still very grateful. Looking around, except for the man holding an umbrella in front of me, there seemed to be no one else in sight in the dark night.
"I don't know. Maybe I really feel sorry for you, a girl, soaking in the rain here." The man said with a smile, then turned around and prepared to leave.
When leaving, he was quick to remind me: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, please go back early."
Xiaoluzi opened the pink umbrella and found that he was already soaked all over. But who could be the person who gave him an umbrella? He gave it a cute pink color in such a sentimental way, but he didn't show his face. Was he just a passerby who cared about him and greeted him
It was getting darker, and if he didn't wait, Xima Fei might have to come out to look for him.
Originally, he was still thinking about who gave him an umbrella along the way, but soon after he returned, Ma Fei had already bought a bunch of midnight snacks, and when he saw himself getting wet, Chen Qing also urged Xiaoluzi to wash up. After taking a hot bath and changing clothes, Xiaoluzi soon forgot about it.
So who will be the person delivering the umbrella? Is it a random stranger? Or an old friend who has never been far away
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Thousands of miles away in Fang Yao City.
Everyone has been busy for a day, but the plague is too strange. Too many methods are only treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
And everyone seemed to have some faint symptoms of the plague.
Obviously, the Xiaoluzi that Shen Jianfeng was looking for did not come here, but he still felt relieved.
In the evening, Xu Xu invited Shen Jianfeng to drink together under Qianfu's instructions.
The fifteenth moon is bright and round. The three of them sat in the pavilion and admired the moon together.
After watching Shen Jianfeng drink several drinks, Xu Lian asked: "Brother Jianfeng, you seem to like drinking very much."
Of course, it has nothing to do with Shen Jianfeng whether he likes to drink or not. He just saw the drinker, holding the wine glass, as if the wine was filled with his thoughts.
Shen Jianfeng smiled and said, "Wine is a good thing."
Xu Xu asked, "Oh? Why did you say that?"
When he heard that the wine was so good, Xu Xu couldn't help but take a few sips. It was bitter and spicy, making him stick out his tongue.
Seeing that amused look, Qian Fu smiled rarely. The scattered moonlight fell on her beautiful face, and she looked like a person carved out of beautiful jade. And the big red gemstone she wore on her finger was shining like the red elf who came out to admire the moon at night.
Qianfu said: "Shen Jianfeng, tell me why you came to this place."
Qian Fu's speech is not as lively and interesting as Xu Xu's. She does not express her emotions directly, so her tone seems very direct and sharp.
When Shen Jianfeng faced Qianfu's sudden question, he didn't want to answer, nor did he want to know what kind of answer Qianfu wanted. So he just smiled and drank a glass of wine without answering.
Seeing that Qian Fu's eyes and brows were a little unhappy, Xu Xu quickly asked with a smile: "Brother Jianfeng, please tell me what you have on your mind. Come on, brother, I will give you some advice."
Shen Jianfeng smiled again and said: "How can I have anything on my mind? When it comes to worries, it's all about things."
Qian Fu was very unhappy with Shen Jianfeng's words and thought what he said was simply unreasonable. I asked him kindly, but he actually started wiping it in a serious manner.
She inexplicably hated his calm and composed look, and hated that he thought that he could perfectly disguise his dissatisfaction.
Thinking of the dissatisfaction, Qian Fu thought that Shen Jianfeng was an indifferent person, so what was hiding in his heart? Could it be that he has someone in mind.
Shen Jianfeng was such a smart person, so he naturally realized that Qian Fu was interested in him. But that woman was beyond his reach, and he told himself in his heart that it would be better to reject her as soon as possible.
Qianfu was unhappy, so she got up and left. Xu Xu gave chase and before leaving, he said angrily to Shen Jianfeng: "Brother Jianfeng, you see you have made Master Fu angry again."
Shen Jianfeng didn't mind that much. He was still drinking alone and thinking about that person.
Thinking that girls would be hurt by love, he couldn't help but think of Xiao Luzi.
In his eyes, Liu Silu, a child, was someone who would hide real tears in her bones.
She won't cry when she really needs to cry. It's hard for you to see her not being strong, so you don't know how to really care about her when she's sad.
But she would be moved to tears over trivial matters and cry like a bear.
She loves to laugh and make fun, but she never really cares about it.
He thought that this was probably the reason why he had been obsessed with her for so many years.
Without all that, maybe they would have been together.
Somehow, tears fell from the corners of his eyes unknowingly. With a smile, he took a sip of wine under the moonlight.