Misty GL

Chapter 82

On Laojun Mountain in the fairy world, under a luxuriant sycamore tree, there is a simple swing hanging,

An exquisite little baby wearing a green jacket, sitting on a swing,

Swinging around, giggling from time to time.

There is a breeze blowing, and the magnolia tree branches next to it shake their leaves,

The magnolia flowers that are full of trees are falling down, being swept by the wind, and sprinkled on Xiaowa's body, "flower, flower".

"Lian'er", a woman leaned out from the window,

Although she is a commoner Jingchai, she is born elegant and gentle,

"Mother", Lian'er turned her head and shook her hand.

"It's windy, I'm afraid it will rain, and I'll come in for dinner after we play," the woman warned,

Lian'er responded, spreading her hands curiously, letting the magnolia flower fall into her palm.

Lian'er jumped off the swing, stepped on a small stone, and immediately turned her body forward and fell forward.

Seeing a gust of wind blowing her, she rolled up.

"Huh?" Lian'er took two steps and fell to the side,

The wind held her up,

She purposely staggered to and fro, and saw the wind blowing her,

It's like a tumbler, dangling around, it's really interesting.

Hearing Lian'er giggling, the woman pushed the door and walked out.

I saw Lian'er dancing in the wind, the wind scraped the corner of her skirt,

She hugged Lian'er in her arms, "It's windy and naughty".

Lian'er lay in her mother's arms, turned her head to look at Feng, pointed at her hand, "Feng, Feng...".

"You child, I don't know if you are following the wind and making enemies,

From childhood to adulthood, this valley has always been windy,

I don't know if it's intentional to brag about our Lian'er, but don't freeze the little pity," said the mother, patted Lian'er.

Lian'er shook her head, babbling, "Hi, like, wind".

The two returned to the house, where there were simple tables and chairs, two plates of side dishes and porridge,

The woman carefully fed the child and chatted in a babbling manner.

This thatched cottage is in the mountains, simple and shabby,

But it was clean and tidy, filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and herbs were drying in the front and back of the house.

"Is it okay for Lian'er to wait for mother to come back after eating?" The woman wiped Lian'er's mouth carefully and coaxed softly,

"Mother has to go down the mountain today to exchange some herbs for rice",

She looked worriedly at the gloomy sky, densely covered with dense clouds, afraid of rain,

The mountain road is difficult to walk, if you take Lian'er and get wet in the rain, I'm afraid you will get sick,

If you leave her alone, you don't feel at ease.

"Good, good," Lian Er nodded and said,

The woman hugged her in her arms and coaxed her to sleep before gently placing her on the couch.

Put on the medicine chest, put on the coir raincoat,

After thinking about it, he locked the door of the house, and then went down the mountain.

Not long after, a thunderclap exploded, as if splitting the sky,

Lightning lights up the sky,

Lian'er woke up with a start, the room was dark, and she couldn't see her mother around.

Then he yelled a few times, "Mother, mother".

The muffled thunder roared, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled on the eaves.

Lightning illuminated Lian'er's pale face, covered with tears,

Shouting hoarsely, "Mother, where are you? Lian'er is afraid."

Click, the lightning fell, the window suddenly shook, breaking the opening,

A ray of breeze got into the house, rolling two fallen leaves and fluttering.

"Wind, wind", Lian'er shed tears, the wind gently brushed her face,

Spinning, let Lian'er float up slowly,

"Fly, fly", Lian'er's eyes widened in surprise,

She grasped the leaves in the wind curiously,

The wind rises and falls from time to time, and Lian Er rises and falls with it, just like being in the clouds,

I forgot the thunder and rain outside for a while, just having fun.

"Lian'er, Lian'er", faintly heard the woman's voice,

Pushing open the door, the strong wind swept in, and her mother was completely soaked,

But Lian'er was lying on the ground, looking curiously, she stretched out her hand and shouted, "Mother".

"It's fine, I'm scared to death." The woman took off her coir raincoat and wet clothes,

He held Lian'er in his arms and coaxed, "Is Lian'er afraid?".

Lianer shook her head and shouted, "Lianer is not afraid, there is wind, wind...".

In a blink of an eye, Lian'er was seven years old, and her eyes were full of hope,

While Mother wasn't paying attention, he climbed up the magnolia tree, and staggered to the branch.

A smile escaped her lips,

Suddenly his feet tilted and he fell from the tree.

The moment she was about to hit the ground, a gust of wind held her firmly, "I knew you were there",

Lian'er was rolling in the wind, her laughter was as sweet as a silver bell,

Riding on the wind, she got higher and higher, reaching out to reach the magnolia flowers,

I picked one and sniffed it in my hand.

The magnolia flowers are blown by the wind, and the delicate flowers are falling down,

It's like a rain of flowers, disturbing one after another.

"It's so beautiful", Lian Er sighed,

Magnolia flowers fell all over her body, and were gently brushed away by the wind.

In the extreme distance, a silver light flashed.

The wind stopped suddenly, and Lian'er fell to the ground, staring at her eyes in pain,

She stretched out her hand in confusion and shouted, "Wind...".

After the breeze blew past the magnolia tree, a pair of cold eyes appeared in the faint shadow,

Gently and nostalgicly looked at the people under the tree, and gradually left.

Lian Er felt disappointed.

Suddenly, the wind became more urgent, and the branches and leaves of the magnolia tree swayed.

Delicate petals rustled down.

In the rain of flowers, Lianer opened her eyes wide,

I saw a corner of silver clothes appearing in the sky full of flying flowers,

It seems that the moonlight is falling, and it seems that there are shooting stars passing by...

The wind dies down, the flying flowers fall slowly, from among the flowers all over the sky, a person walks slowly,

The silver robe reaches the ground, the long hair hangs down, a pair of narrow and cold eyes look at him tenderly, and he shouts softly,

"Xiao Hui, come home with me."