It’s much easier when going down the mountain than when going up the mountain.
The long stone steps meander down all the way, and the two of them stop and go. When they went up the mountain, they didn't care about the scenery they admired, but now they can see enough.
It's just that Qi Ying was obviously absent-minded. After leaving the temple, her brows and eyes have been slightly frowned.
Ji Rang pulled her aside and sat down, unscrewed a box of yogurt and handed it over, making her laugh: "Little fool, why are you so superstitious? Did you study politics well?"
She lowered her head and poured yogurt. Thinking back to the words of the monk in Tsing Yi just now, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became.
The general's feats of defending his family and the country in his last life have become a murder in his life. He guarded the people of the country, gave his life, and finally asked him to bear the consequences.
The little girl suddenly plunged into his arms.
Ji Rang didn't prepare, so he subconsciously hugged her, and was almost thrown on her head.
He felt the sadness of the girl, put away the usual slings, and asked her in a low voice: "Yingying, what's the matter?"
She put her arms around his neck, buried her little head in his heart, and sobbed softly. It took a long time before she said in a crying voice: "In the future... Don't fight, don't do dangerous things. You must live a long time and live in peace." , OK?"
She was sorry for him.
Ji Rang felt pain and anger in his heart.
Smelly monk, say "die young" to scare his baby!
He patted her on the back and coaxed her softly, with a soft voice that dripped out of water: "Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything you say."
She lifted her head, her eyes were red, and she stretched out a little finger, and said in a whisper, "Retract."
His well-knotted fingers hooked her slender little finger, and whispered, "Well, I promise."
She finally laughed.
Going down the mountain, the students on the picnic began to clean up the trash and prepare to leave. Qi Ying met Yue Li and the others. She was eating a bowl of instant noodles and happily greeted her: "Yingying, where have you been? what?"
Qi Ying said: "We climbed to the top of the mountain and went to Hexi Temple to make a wish."
Yue Li exclaimed: "Wow, that's so tall. It will take a few hours to climb. You should be the only one to climb it, right?"
Qi Ying nodded proudly, thought for a while, and said, "Wishing there is really good."
A temple with a high monk must be very spiritual.
Yue Li's eyes lit up: "Then I will come next time on vacation! I want to make a wish to take college entrance exams!"
The teacher who led the team not far away yelled: "Put away all the garbage, take care of the ecological environment, don't throw it away, and prepare to go down the mountain to gather."
The spring outing ended in this noise.
The bus first pulled the students back to the school, and then let the students go home.
Classes will continue tomorrow, and the head teachers of all classes are in the car saying: "I have fun and trouble, and then I will collect my heart. There will be a college entrance examination in less than three months. Don't think It’s nothing to do with you. Then you will do this year’s college entrance examination questions to see how big the gap is!"
After climbing the mountain for a day, everyone was very tired, and languidly slumped in their seats, letting the teacher talk.
The car was swaying, and the sunlight through the window in the afternoon made people drowsy. Although Ji Rang had good physical strength, it took a lot of effort to climb the top of the mountain, and he fell asleep with his head on the cushions.
He had a dream.
The dream was filled with fire, he seemed to have become a general, riding on a black mane horse, and ordered a black soldier behind to release arrows.
Those arrows were all on fire, and they swept across the bandit village in front of them like meteors falling from the sky. They were fighting and roaring constantly. The lieutenant reported by his side: "General, the bandit village gate is broken!"
He tightened the reins, held the spear to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Kill."
The sound of horse hooves resounded through the valley, and he rushed to the front, blood splashing wherever he went. The mountain bandits resisted stubbornly, but couldn't stand the imperial cavalry trampled on, and quickly retreated.
I don't know when, snow will fall from the sky.
In the white blizzard, he saw the little girl curled up under the corner at a glance.
She was disheveled and panicked, but her eyes were shining, soft and pitiful, like the little deer she met during hunting. A mountain bandit next to her grabbed her long hair, frantically holding the knife and about to cut it off. He clenched the spear in his hand and threw it forward. The mountain bandit was pierced by the spear and nailed to the wall.
The blood donation sprayed her face.
The red blood and white skin dangled his eyes.
She was frightened, but she didn't cry or scream. She sat on the ground blankly, pulling her fingers on the clothes that couldn't fall off her body, clutching her chest, her shoulders like snow, and her hair like a waterfall, staring blankly. He immediately.
So good.
He rode his horse closer, and she raised her head little by little, her big wet eyes unblinking.
He looked at her for a while, and originally wanted to say: The mountain bandit has been killed, don't be afraid, go down the mountain with peace of mind, but if you don't know how to say it, it becomes: "Can there be a place to go?"
She shook her head, her face pale.
He leaned over and reached for her.
The little girl hesitated, stood up slowly against the wall, and walked up to him obediently.
He bent down, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and picked her up on the horse.
The little girl exclaimed, she whispered: "Yeah..."
He almost laughed, pressed his lips, rode his horse to the wall, drew the spear, turned the horse's head and walked back.
The deputy will rush from a distance: "General Ji, all the culprits have been punishable! Huh..." looked at the little girl in his arms, "This is..."
He glanced at the lieutenant indifferently, took off his cloak, wrapped all the little girl in his arms, and said quietly: "Shoot the camp, go down the mountain."
The snow has become denser and denser, covering the top of the mountain.
He smelled the sweet scent of the little girl in his arms, like the white plum in the mountains behind him.
He asked her in a low voice, "What's your name?"
"Qi Ying." The little girl turned her head slightly, showing a half-behaved side face, "General, my name is Qi Ying."
…
Ji makes a Ji Ling wake up from his dream.
The action was too big, and Qu Dazhuang next to him was shocked, and he came over and asked, "What's wrong, brother? Have a nightmare?"
He took a few breaths, shook his head, and leaned back.
When I close my eyes, I can still see the picture of his baby being hacked to death by the culprit in the blizzard.
Hold.
Blame the smelly monk.
What a shit dream!
The bus drove back to school. After getting off the bus, the students turned home one after another. Ji Rang was so frightened by the dream just now that he called Qi Ying when he got off the bus and ran to look for her.
She waited at the school gate obediently with her schoolbag that had been emptied and only a bottle of drink left. She was wearing a bright yellow spring shirt. She was so bright and well-behaved. He was relieved with a glance.
That's right.
He walked over and carried her schoolbag with a clear smile: "Go, let my brother take you home."
The little girl gave him a shy look, obediently followed him to the bus stop.
…
With the arrival of spring, the pot of hawthorn flowers Qi Ying sent him also sprouted.
The big guys who have never raised flowers are afraid of raising flowers. They have to watch them a hundred times a day. They also pay attention to the flower shop, flower blogger, and flower official account, and learn how to become a qualified flower grower every day.
As April approaches, the weather in Haicheng is beginning to get hot.
At dinner in the evening, Yu Cheng said to Qi Ying: "Yingying, remember to ask the teacher for leave when you go to school tomorrow."
Qi Ying Jiacai's hand paused, and suddenly he realized something, and his fingers shook slightly imperceptibly.
Yu Cheng also said to himself: "It takes more than seven hours to fly back and forth to Yancheng. Please ask for two days off."
Qi Ying lowered her eyes and nodded obediently: "Okay."
When she arrived at school the next day, she took the leave slip and went to Liu Qinghua to sign it. Liu Qinghua looked at it and asked, "Is there a personal leave? What is it that I need to ask for two days? The study time is very tight now, or I should ask for as few leave as possible."
Qi Ying pursed her lips, and said softly: "Tomorrow is my parents' memorial day, I want to return to Yancheng."
Liu Qinghua didn't expect this to be the case, and immediately said, "Oh, okay, go, pay attention to safety on the road."
She approved the request for leave.
When school is over in the afternoon, Qi Ying goes to Ji Rang.
The back door of the Class 9 classroom is always very noisy. When Qu Dazhuang saw her from a distance, he shouted: "Brother, your little fairy will come to pick you up from school."
An empty bottle flew over.
"Your horn is fine!"
Basically every day, Qi Ying smiled. When Ji Ran came out carrying his schoolbag, he waved to Qu Dazhuang and the others: "Goodbye."
Qu Dazhuang covered his heart, and quietly said to Liu Haiyang: "The little fairy is so sweet, I seem to be in love."
Liu Haiyang: "Are you afraid that you want to be stripped alive by your brother, right?"
Stepping out of the teaching building, Qi Yingcai said softly to the teenager beside him: "I have asked for leave, and I won't come to school tomorrow."
Ji Rang frowned: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"
He raised his hand to touch her forehead.
Qi Ying smiled and avoided, her voice soft: "No, I'm going back to Yancheng with my uncle. Tomorrow is my parents' memorial day, and I'm going back to worship."
Ji Rang teased her hand, put it down a bit stiff, and said in a low voice, "I see."
The two did not say anything, until the bus stop, the car gradually approached, Qi Ying waved to him, smiled and said, "I'm leaving."
There was a smile in the little girl's eyes, and there was something else.
He couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand to hold her, and drew her to him.
Qi Ying asked him in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
His throat was tight, and his heart was a little bit painful. He rubbed her cheeks with his fingertips. It took him a long time to whisper: "Is there something to call me, you know?"
She nodded.
It's so well-behaved that it hurts.
The door opened and students got on the bus one after another.
Qi Ying bent her eyes and smiled at him: "I really want to go."
He also smiled and let go.
She waved and turned around with her schoolbag on her back.
After two steps, Ji Rang was suddenly caught.
The door closed and the bus drove away. She froze and did not move. Ji Rang carried her schoolbag belt and whispered: "Yingying, turn around."
She hung her head and didn't move.
He released his hand and walked around in front of her, holding her small face in his palm, forcing her to look up.
Seeing her red eyes.
He knew it.
The little girl pressed her lips and held her tears, which broke his heart.
He lowered his body and asked him softly, "Is it sad, isn't it?"
She shook her head, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Ji Rang took out his mobile phone and booked a flight to Feiyan City tomorrow.
He held her finger, put it to his mouth and kissed her, softly coaxing her: "It's not sad, I'll be with you."