In life, no one could predict what you would gain or lose in the next moment.
When it was born, it was here, but what about when it died? Where is it?
Perhaps it was better not to come.
It was good to follow fate.
Just let fate take its course…
The mountain peaks that towered into the sky were piled with ice and snow that did not melt for many years. In summer, the mountain shared some of its crystals and turned them into water droplets to coexist with the people at the foot of the mountain. The melted snow formed a small stream that fed the animals and plants that depended on the water source for survival.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a peaceful village named after a gift from the heavens! Heavenly Water Town.
In Tianshui Town, every year, there would be a drama of people coming and going. All feasts must come to an end. Life was full of hatred. Was it hatred?
From afar, one could see the backs of an adult and a child striding toward the Heavenly Water Mountain. One could see the fatigue of the small figure. He seemed to be unable to bear the burden.
" Dad, I can't walk anymore!" The little boy called out several times, but he couldn't get the sorrowful man's attention. The little boy could only resign himself to fate and swing his small, short feet, trying hard to keep up with his father's pace, but this seemed to be an impossible task for him.
The little boy gritted his teeth and endured the pain from the blisters on his feet. He jogged to keep up with his father and did not want to be left behind.
Finally, he came to a simple tomb on the mountainside with an excellent view, but the whole scenery at the foot of the mountain was mesmerizing. Only then did the big figure stop moving.
His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his hair fluttered in the wind. It passed through his tall figure and floated toward the little boy behind him.
There were many things that the little boy did not understand, but he knew that they would definitely come here at this time of the year, this season, this time of the year when the mountains were covered in red maples.
Father said that it was his mother who was sleeping under this land.
Mother? He could barely remember his mother's appearance. He could only vaguely remember her gentle voice and her fresh fragrance.
But he didn't want to come here with his father. He wished that his father would forget about this place and never come here again. Although his father didn't say anything and didn't cry like he did when he was in pain, he knew that his father was in pain. It was very painful, very sad…
If he could make his father not so sad, then he would rather…rather…
He was willing to do anything as long as his father did not come here and was no longer sad.
Although the little boy's wish came true many years later, he was also taught to grit his teeth, practice diligently, practice fiercely, practice crazily, and practice the "Endurance" Formula fiercely.
It was the season that he hated the most every year. At first, he would smell the faint fragrance of autumn osmanthus, which made him hate all food made from osmanthus, such as sweet osmanthus candy, osmanthus cake, osmanthus biscuit, etc.
Why did osmanthus have to be added to so many delicious things? It made them not taste good, and it also made him lose a lot of fun.
"Father, have you chosen?"
He stood under a luxuriant osmanthus tree, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. It was osmanthus that he hated. Tsk, why was there osmanthus everywhere?
"What? Qinger, what did you say?"
Every time it was this season, more than half of Feng Nianqing's words were said to the autumn wind, drifting away in the air, but those who should have heard them could not hear them.
Feng Nianqing, who was already used to it, resigned herself to her fate and said it again.
"Dad, have you chosen which osmanthus you want?”
"Oh."
Looking at his father's absent-minded appearance, he definitely did not listen. Forget it, he would pick one for his mother.
Which one is better? Ah, that one is ready.
Feng Nianqing rolled up her sleeves and was about to climb up the tree when she heard a clanging sound. The copper coins in his belt rolled out of his clothes and rolled to somewhere unknown.。
Aiya, my copper coins!
Money wasn't everything, but without money, one couldn't do anything!
Therefore, Feng Nianqing, who was prepared to enter the age of youth, cherished every bit of money that her father had earned.
He tried his best to chase after the small, round copper coin. The adorable copper coin rolled for a long time and a long distance without feeling tired. Feng Nianqing, who had her head lowered to chase after it, was so tired that she wanted to kick it flat on the ground. However, it seemed to be flat in the first place.
Feng Nianqing, who was in hot pursuit, watched as the small round copper coin rolled into the muddy ditch. He was so nervous that he could not keep up with its rolling speed. Ah…No!
Just when he could not bear to see its miserable state, a hand that was almost the same color as mud reached out agilely and let it fall into his open palm. Through his dirty appearance, one could vaguely tell that this person was very young, with a straight nose and big eyes. He was not bad looking.
"Phew, thank you for picking it up for me.”Feng Nianqing thanked him gratefully and reached out to take back the copper he dropped.
Unexpectedly, that person turned around and left!
"Hey!"
"What's there to feed? It's mine if I pick it up!”
"What thief!"
"Did I reach into your pocket? Did my hand reach into your bundle?”
Feng Nianqing shook her head dumbly and answered honestly,""No."
"That's it. This is mine. I didn't steal or rob it. I picked it up. It rolled into my hands on its own, so it's mine.”
Feng Nianqing was stunned by his words.
No! "Don't go, give it back to me!"
"No, it wasn't easy for me to make it roll into my hands. I'm not returning it!”
" Empty." Changfeng was a young man who was a few years old and stubbornly refused to take out that small copper coin. As long as the money was in his pocket, there was no reason for it to be dug out again.
" Give it back to me!" How could someone be so rude and unreasonable to snatch his copper coins in broad daylight?
"No!" The young man, who couldn't be bothered with the little ghost anymore, wanted to leave.
Hmph, my legs are much longer than yours. I don't believe I can't outrun you.
The young man raised his leg and was about to run when he turned around and crashed into a solid iron wall. His nose hurt so much that it seemed to have broken.
"Who's the blind one!" The thief shouted to catch the thief first. This was his unchanging principle. He always won first.
"Eh? I'm sorry."
This gentle voice was as gentle as the stars hanging in the sky. It was neither cold nor arrogant. It continuously emitted a gentle light that slowly seeped into the depths of one's heart.
It was very pleasant to hear.
The young man whose nose had been flattened raised his head and looked at the source of the voice, wanting to see the face of the owner of the warm voice.
"Are you okay?"
Ah, it was so nice…
The young man looked at the mature man who spoke, and his heart suddenly seemed to want to burst out of his chest, thumping, thumping.
He had been wandering outside for many years and had seen many people. Handsome, handsome, forthright, pretty…The man in front of him was definitely not the most good-looking person he had ever seen, the one who made his eyes light up, but he just couldn't take his eyes off him.
Heavens! His heart was about to jump into his throat, and the hot blood in his body was so unrestrained that it almost broke through his eardrums. What kind of magic did this person have? She actually taught him to do this…
"Are you alright? You have a nosebleed."
It was so nice. He felt that the voice could penetrate his ears and reach the depths of his heart, gently swirling in his body. The young man was still intoxicated.
A pair of beautiful and huge wings seemed to have grown on the back of the man who was so close to him. However, the pair of wings was actually glowing with a faint red light.
"This handkerchief is for you. Wipe your nosebleed.”
Oh…tell me more.
Huh? He seemed to have mentioned something about blood…blood? He was most afraid of blood!
The young man fixed his eyes on the handkerchief that had appeared in his hand at some point in time. It was covered in blood.
" Ah! I'm most afraid of blood…blood…oh…" The young man closed his eyes, and his knees went soft as he fell backward.
"Hey!"
In the small Heavenly Water Town, there were 101 inns! Fragrance overflow inn, is to take the meaning of fragrance overflowing; The inn's crowds were sparse. The number of guests who would visit every year was too many to count with one hand.
"Master Feng, are we still staying in the same guest room?”
"Yes, please help me find another doctor.”
After receiving the few coppers, although it was not so much that it felt heavy in his hands, money was still money, and an extra penny was worth a penny. Shopkeeper Xu smiled and said,"No trouble at all."
After the doctor had seen him off, Feng Nianqing entered the room and said to her father,""Father, this person stole my copper coins. Why do we still have to save him?”
"It's just a copper coin. If he wants it, give it to him.”
No, that was his pocket money! He could buy sweets other than osmanthus candy to reward himself.
"Father, you can't do this. That person will push his luck!”His father was like this. He didn't even let out a grunt when others took advantage of him. If it wasn't for him helping him, he would have been scammed until there wasn't a single drop left.
"Alright, alright. It's up to you." In order to prevent his precious son from starting to lecture him again, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Strange? When did he become obedient to his son and not his son? When did it start?
Feng Qingyang tilted his head. He couldn't remember!
At this moment, the moaning of the young man on the bed came, and he was gradually waking up.
In fact, he had already woken up a long time ago. He just wanted to close his eyes and listen to that person's voice more. He did not expect them to be talking about him. Perhaps he could take advantage of this opportunity.
" Where is this? Ah! It's you! You made me bleed!" I faint whenever I bleed, and I might not recover even if I rest for three days and three nights. Uh, as I talk, my head gets dizzy again…"
" You..." How could there be such an exaggerated thing? It was obvious that he was trying to scam people!
Feng Qingyang stopped his unfriendly son from continuing.
"That's true. It's my fault for causing little brother to be injured. My name is Feng Qingyang, and this is my son, Nianqing. If there's anything I can help with, just tell me. I'll be responsible for sending you home to recuperate.”
What did he mean by bumping into his father? What did it have to do with his father? Why should I take responsibility? Feng Nianqing's grumbling was blocked by her father, and she was filled with dissatisfaction.
" My name is Fan Lian. Everyone calls me Xiao Lian. Ever since my mother passed away, I have no home..." Fan Lian spoke pitifully and secretly glanced at the two of them with his hands that covered his face. Hehe, indeed, the expression of the man with the extremely pleasant voice became even gentler. Even the little ghost who was still in a bad shape just now softened. This move was really effective. Then, he would have to rely on them for the time being.
"Then you must have relatives, right? I'll send you there."
"No…sigh, the world is so big, where can I, Fan Lian, live?”
It can't be that exaggerated, right?
"Then before you recover, please feel wronged and stay with us in this inn.”
"Hmm…"
"Hey, this is such a good opportunity to freeload. What else do you have to consider?”
"Qinger!"
Under her father's reprimand, Feng Nianqing could only shut her mouth. He felt that this fellow was definitely someone who would advance by an inch and advance by thirty feet. Shameless!
" But, it seems that someone doesn't welcome me…" Fan Lian mumbled, feeling wronged.
"That won't happen, right, Qinger?"
" Yes." Feng Nianqing, who was behind her father, had the complete opposite expression on her face. You thick-skinned fellow, get lost.
"Seeing that you guys are so kind, I'll stay.”
It was as if they had received a great gift.
Feng Qingyang, who was slightly worried, did not know that he had been stained with a stench that he could not shake off no matter how hard he tried.#
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