Little Sun and Little Flower Fairy

Chapter 28

Under the escort of Jing Yu, Xu Ran quickly returned to the Fusang Shenshu.

Under the huge sacred tree, Jinwu had been waiting there for a long time. He prepared a glazed platform. The glazed platform was sunken in the middle, filled with water from the Tianhe River. The water shone with a soft light. Jinwu stretched out his hand and touched it. In the shallow water, the cold glazed platform gradually became warm under the touch of the Golden Crow, and the light it emitted was dyed a little pink, but the Tianhe water in his hand was still bitingly cold. There were circles of ripples, he withdrew his hand, and gently dried his hand, a few drops of water fell on the ground under his feet, and a few extremely beautiful small flowers grew out of nowhere on the green grass, gently shaking with the wind with flowering branches.

He heard the sound of a gust of wind, and counting the time, he knew that the person he was waiting for had returned.First, a sharp cry broke through the clouds, and the transparent barrier around the Shenmu disappeared at that moment, and then I saw a figure of flames descending from the sky, the flames around Jingyu gradually disappeared, and there was a person floating in the flames in his arms. sleeping man.

Jin Wu stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to wave the flame supporting the person. The golden flame obediently floated in front of him. He looked at his pale younger brother carefully, and asked Jing Yu: "What's going on here? ?”

Jing Yu replied: "He has been delayed on the road for too long, and the spirit has not been found yet..."

Jin Wu sighed almost inaudibly, waved his sleeves, and scattered the flames around Xu Ran, picked up Xu Ran by himself, and carefully placed him on the glazed platform.

The moment the cold Tianhe water touched the skin, Xu Ran unconsciously released a huge golden flame, and then the flame gradually became weaker until it condensed into a small, shining golden flame ball, and slowly Drilling into the center of Xu Ran's eyebrows, simple golden patterns appeared on his body, above the patterns, there was a golden light flowing slowly.

Jin Wu put his hand on Xu Ran's eyes, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, opened his eyes, and waved to Jing Yu: "You come to protect him, his spirit veins are incomplete, and Liu Yan will circulate on him seven to seven times. Sunday, send me a letter as soon as he wakes up."

Jing Yu nodded, "Yeah" to respond to Jin Wu's order, then walked to Xu Ran's side, sat down cross-legged, stretched his hands into the pool water where Xu Ran was lying, felt the bone-chilling coldness of the Tianchi water from the ninth heaven, and then Marking Xu Ran's eyebrows, he tried to infuse a little bit of his spiritual breath, but he was stopped by the Golden Crow before he raised his breath.

"Wait, let me come," Jinwu injected his powerful aura into the center of Xu Ran's eyebrows, and after the little red flame led the unconsciously circulating flames around, the flowing flames all over the body circulated more regularly , "Your breath is too close to this child, and you may not be able to get back this spiritual breath at that time. It's nothing to Xu Ran, but you are not born with a spirit body, so suddenly losing this spiritual breath will still affect you to some extent."

Jing Yu lowered her eyelashes, thanked Jin Wu, then turned her head stiffly and continued to guard Xu Ran.

Jin Wu saved an extra cup of tea, then turned around and left. He had many other more important things to do, so without wasting time, he flew back to the top of the Shenmu tree in his avatar.

The moment he flew up to the treetops, Jinwu was still thinking about the moment when his own flame touched Xu Ran's consciousness, and the moment of connection. He not only felt Xu Ran's own original breath, but also a hint of other subtle smells that were faintly visible. , is a little faint, exuding the fragrance of vegetation that is warm but not scorching.

It's that little demon, that child, who seems to be very close to Xu Ran.

Although Xu Ran lost consciousness, it was very different from the last few times.The previous few times after he lost consciousness, he was passively controlled/controlled, and he could only stand still, watching himself being burned helplessly. The scorching heat was gradually melting into his body, and the excessively high temperature gradually became less scorching, but gradually turned into a warm force, which made Xu Ran feel at ease and comfortable.But subconsciously, he felt that he seemed to be missing something. The comforting atmosphere lingered around him all the time. He didn't know what happened, and he had nowhere to guess. He could only suppress the faint uneasiness in his heart. Continue to silently feel your body recover.

Thousands of miles away from Xu Ran, on that small hill, Mian Mian stood on the top of the hill leading a horse, silently looking towards the east.Today is not a sunny day, I don’t know how long it has been since Xu Ran left, he only feels that the day turns into night, the sun sometimes rises, and then he waits until the sun sets from the west, day after day, he seems The concept of time is about to be lost.

On this day, Mianmian was still on the mountain, he was sitting on the grass, the weather was fine, his favorite day, the sun was just right, the gentle breeze stroked his soft hair, he took a deep breath, the air The middle is the smell of damp soil. It rained last night. When he woke up early this morning, he saw grass tips protruding from the soil around him. From a distance, the soil was covered with fluffy greenery. , Only then did he realize that it was spring.

The winter when the two snuggled together to gain warmth is over.

When Grandpa Xiang came to the mountain today, he first saw his old horse, which he hadn't seen for a long time. He hurried forward, stroked the old horse's thick mane, and said to himself, "What's going on? Could it be that the horse sleeps in winter?" sleep and they came back?"

He continued to walk up the mountain, the rainy path was slippery, and he walked slowly towards Grandpa, carefully guarding the path under his feet while walking slowly, while stretching his neck and looking into the distance.When he was about to walk up the mountain, he saw Mian Mian alone. He stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance without moving, looking numb, and made no sound to Grandpa Xiang, and walked forward lightly. , walked to Mianmian's side without being noticed, he coughed lightly, saw Mianmian came back to his senses, and after a little reaction, he cleared his throat and asked him: "Mianmian is back, when did you come back?" ?”

"I'm back..." Mianmian looked up at the sky, and thought about how long she had been back, but she couldn't figure out how long it was, so she lowered her head and shook her head as if giving up, "I forgot how long I've been back It's winter, it's very cold..."

"What about Xu Ran?" Grandpa Xiang looked around, but he didn't see Xu Ran who had been inseparable from Mianmian before, so he asked inadvertently.

When Mianmian heard about Grandpa Xiang's question, her eye sockets suddenly turned red, and she almost couldn't hold back tears. Transparent, warm tears had been brewing for half a season, and finally slid down her cheeks.

When Grandpa Xiang saw Mianmian crying suddenly, his heart ached, he hugged Mianmian lightly, patted Mianmian's back with his generous palm, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, good boy... ..."

"Xu Ran, he..." Mian Mian's tears wet Grandpa Xiang's linen clothes, leaving a circle of water stains on it, and she spoke with a strong nasal voice, "He went back..."

"He has to go home to get better, but... but Grandpa Xiang..."

"I miss him so much..."

"He passed out when he left without even saying goodbye..."

Grandpa Xiang didn't know how to comfort the sad Mianmian, so he could only silently pat Mianmian on the back.

After Mianmian cried for a while, as if she was tired from crying, Grandpa Xiang felt that the weight on his shoulders had increased a lot. He tentatively called out to Mianmian in a low voice, and all he got was a steady breathing sound. With a sigh of relief, she turned around and put Mianmian on her back, slowly descended the mountain, and returned to her home.

Tucking up the quilt for Mianmian, Grandpa Xiang turned to light a fire on the small stove in the back kitchen, put the teapot on the small earthen stove and boiled a pot of tea.The time for a pot of tea passed, and Grandpa returned to the bedroom with the steaming teacup, seeing Mianmian waking up.

Mianmian's face seemed to be reddened by the warm temperature in the room, and the eye sockets were also red from crying just now, looking pitiful and innocent, he uttered a muffled cry to Grandpa, and turned his head away in embarrassment .

Grandpa Xiang handed the tea bowl in front of Mianmian, Mianmian took the tea bowl, buried her face in the steaming heat from the tea bowl, and after a while, she gently blew on the edge of the bowl and took a sip hot tea.

"Grandpa Xiang, after Xu Ran left, I don't know if it's because I missed him too much, or because of other reasons... I always feel that something is missing, and my strength seems to be not as strong as before..." Mianmian said There was still a little nasal sound, and the tone was extremely aggrieved, "Am I like a child who is too clingy, why can't I leave Xu Ran?"

"Stupid boy..." Xiang Grandpa sighed, turned around and walked to the door, "That's because..."

He bowed his head and said a word, but Mianmian didn't hear it clearly, and suddenly fell down beside the bed, the teacup in his hand rolled to the ground, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.

Grandpa Xiang hurriedly turned around to look at Mianmian, walked to the bed in a few steps, held Mianmian's wrist to check his pulse, but saw that Mianmian's body gradually became hazy, and a ray of light appeared around him. Light smoke lingers, the smoke lingers around Mianmian several times, his body becomes lighter and lighter, almost disappearing.

Mianmian struggled to open her eyes, forced the corners of her mouth to smile, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I seem... to go back..."

Grandpa Xiang wanted to hold Mianmian's hand, but he couldn't hold it anymore. He grabbed the air with one hand, and Mianmian returned to his sunflower body.

In the flower field on the mountain in the distance, a sunflower stretches its soft petals in the early spring afternoon, and the bright yellow petals are swaying in the cool night wind, waiting.