Chapter 248 Snowstorm Crosses the Boundary
The bonfire party lasted until very late - Yu Sheng even felt that if even children's energy was not limited, Little Red Riding Hood and her brothers and sisters would have been able to make a fuss for three days and three nights without rest.
After all, the night scene that "Brother Yu Sheng" manually created for everyone can last forever.
But no matter what, happy times are limited, and the bonfire party finally ended. The children, who had exhausted their energy, were carried back to their rooms one by one, and some even fell asleep on the grass in the corners of the roadside due to exhaustion. They were all found from various corners by the night watchmen summoned by the king and thrown onto the beds one by one. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old children forced themselves to help the adults clean up, but were quickly sent back by Teacher Su and others on the grounds that "not sleeping at night will affect development."
After setting off the fireworks, Rapunzel still seemed unsatisfied. Finally, she ran to discuss with Yu Sheng and Little Red Riding Hood about how to hold a similar activity next time so that she could continue to enjoy herself. However, her stockpile of explosives had obviously aroused Little Red Riding Hood's high vigilance - the latter kept asking them where they got so many fireworks from and where they had hidden them before, but in the end she got nothing.
Baili Qing left before the party was over - not because she couldn't get used to the atmosphere or because it was "dull", but because she had a special position and had to plan every hour and even every minute of every day carefully. Being able to take two hours out like today to do nothing but watch fireworks and eat barbecue with a group of children was a rare luxury in her schedule.
The squirrel and the hunter returned to the Black Forest after the party.
In fact, Yu Sheng wanted them to stay in the "town". Everyone here was very happy to accept these two new "neighbors" from the forest, but the squirrel and the hunter insisted on going back.
They seemed to have gotten used to the days of living in the Dark Forest - the squirrel said that she needed to smell the scent of soil mixed with fallen leaves in order to fall asleep, and that she needed to go out and look for acorns every day to feel at ease. She now liked to listen to the sound of wind blowing through the leaves, and to watch the sunlight cast mottled shadows through the treetops... Without these, she would be very anxious.
The hunter's connection with the Black Forest is even deeper than that of the squirrel, and he wants to go back and take good care of the house deep in the forest - the house full of red cloaks.
He and the squirrel now live in the hut, and they are planning to renovate it so that it can be used as a "lounge" for the children when they go on adventures in the forest. They will collect the red cloaks and send them to the "town", to be placed in the orphanage's newly built memorial hall in the future.
However, they all promised to show up in the "town" more often, just like those friends who moved but didn't move too far away and still show up at their doorstep every weekend.
Yu Sheng felt that this was fine, as long as they really liked the way things were now, it would be fine - he felt that there was no need to force all the changes in time back to the perfect state in memory, because memories would eventually change over time, and now... there were things worth cherishing and appreciating now.
Everything around had grown quiet, and the big bonfire in the center of the square was almost burned out, with only the remaining red in the ashes still flickering slowly in the breeze. Hu Li was using a wooden stick to pierce a few pieces of meat that he had found from somewhere, squatting beside the ashes, and roasting them seriously with the residual heat from the bonfire.
Yu Sheng lay down on the grass at the edge of the square, found a comfortable position using the slope, and looked up at the "night" above.
There was the sound of a skirt brushing against the grass nearby.
The three little dolls tiptoed over like thieves, seemingly intending to do something bad, but when they saw Yu Sheng's eyes were open, they all grinned and lay down in a neat row on Yu Sheng's left side.
By the way, Irene, who was carrying the picture frame, was lying on her stomach—because she couldn’t get up if she lay down.
"Oh, it's quiet at last, oh," Irene muttered, "those kids, oh."
"But I see you're having a lot of fun," Yu Sheng glanced to the side, "When two kids stopped chasing you, you even used your body to go over and slap them a couple of times."
"Tsk!" Irene squeezed out a sound from between her teeth, then arched her back towards Yu Sheng's arm, staring at the sky with wide eyes.
After a long while, the little doll sighed: "Oh, it's so nice to have a quiet night, but it's a pity that there are not many stars today."
"Nonsense! I made this night with my own hands!" Yu Sheng looked at the puppet as if it were a fool. "If you want to see the stars, I have to poke holes in the clouds with my own hands."
"…Then you can poke it, I want to see the stars."
“Too lazy to poke.”
"whispering sound!"
Yu Sheng no longer paid any attention to the doll. He just waved to Hu Li and shouted, "Give me a tail." He then borrowed a big, furry and warm tail from the fox girl, and then fell asleep on the grass while holding the tail.
With the tent covered with a fox tail as a blanket, he fell asleep under the night sky he had woven with his own hands - and tried hard to block out the chattering of the three puppets beside him.
Yu Sheng actually slept quite soundly.
He didn't know how long he had been drowsy, but it was definitely a few hours, and then he suddenly felt something in his dream.
The sound of the wind, the whistling sound of the wind, like a cold wind blowing through the cave, with snow blowing into the house, dancing on the edge of his perception.
The coldness spread.
Yu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.
The chill that was throbbing on the edge of his perception suddenly weakened, and warmth returned to his body. He saw that he was still lying on the grass in the valley. The bonfire in the distance had been completely extinguished. The square and the "town" were quiet, and there was nothing unusual.
The three Erins had fallen asleep at some point, lying on the grass beside them in deep sleep, with their legs spread out in disarray, and next to them nestled a bunch of warm, big white tails. Hu Li was curled up in the ball of tails, with only half of his body sticking out, his head resting on his arm, his ears still shaking slightly in the breeze.
Yu Sheng frowned. Although he was awake and his mind instantly distinguished the difference between illusion and reality, the strange feeling that suddenly came from his dream had not completely subsided. Instead, it continued to jump on the edge of his perception.
He carefully pushed away the civet's tail, sat up on the grass, and tried to identify the source of the strange feeling.
Although his movements were very careful, Hu Li woke up immediately. The fox girl suddenly opened her eyes like an alert beast, and her golden red eyes flashed a light in the night, but after seeing Yu Sheng's figure clearly, the light softened instantly. She lazily squirmed in her tail pile and stretched her waist: "My benefactor, you don't want to sleep?"
"Did you hear any sound?" Yu Sheng asked in a low voice, "The sound of wind blowing through the cave, whirring."
Hu Li instantly withdrew his half-stretched body and his eyes became sharp.
She stood up, frowned, and listened for a while, then casually took off the two ears from the top of her head, raised them high up, and turned them around like two radars to scan a circle, then shook her head at the student: "I didn't hear it."
Yu Sheng's brows were still furrowed.
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And the next second, his heart suddenly moved, as if he finally thought of something: "...It's home!"
He suddenly opened a door and turned to Hu Li, saying, "Wake up Irene. I'm going to go home first. There's something in the room at the end of the second floor!"
After saying this, he didn't even wait for Hu Li's reaction and stepped through the door.
It was quiet at No. 66 Wutong Road. Only the lights on the stairs and the corridor were still on because Yu Sheng forgot to turn them off when he went out. He slowly walked to the second floor and made sure that there was nothing unusual anywhere else in the house. He then went straight to the door of the room at the end of the corridor.
The seemingly thin wooden door seemed to isolate another world at this moment - but he could still hear the faint whistling sound coming through the door panel, and the slight chill blowing in from the gap at the bottom of the door.
Yu Sheng gripped the door handle, took a breath, calmed himself down, and then pushed the door open.
The sound of the cold whistling wind blew in my face, and a small amount of snowflakes blown up by the air currents hit my face.
Yu Sheng looked at the scene in the room in astonishment.
The room was still the same room, with the roof, walls and floor still there, but there was a constant sound of wind and an air current swirling through the room as if it were leaking into a cave. Tiny snowflakes appeared out of thin air from the surface of the opposite wall like phantoms, swirling across the room and piling up in the corners on both sides. The snow was a mixture of real and virtual, and even covered half of the wall.
Yu Sheng shuddered subconsciously, then quickly closed the door, went back to the house, put on a down jacket, and came back.
He entered the snowy room, looked at the snowflakes appearing out of thin air on the opposite wall, felt the cold wind blowing in from the wall, and his eyes quickly fell on the mirror in the middle of the wall.
His shadow was reflected in the mirror, and at the same time, another "scenery" was superimposed - the mysterious snow-covered cave that he had seen once in this mirror.
This room at the end of the corridor overlaps with a cave somewhere unknown, and the entrance of the cave is about a few meters away from the other side of the mirror. Now there is a cold wind howling outside the cave, and the snowflakes are blown into the cave and piled up in the room at No. 66 Wutong Road.
Yu Sheng tightened his clothes and walked past the mirror. His feet made a squeaking sound as if he was stepping on snow. This time he did not rashly touch the strange mirror, but went to the corner of the wall and carefully observed an object that was constantly floating in the corner.
It was a piece of rag.
He reached out and grabbed the rag, and with a gentle tug, he pulled it to "this side of the world."
(End of this chapter)
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