Chapter 59
Going down the mountain is much easier than going up the mountain.
The long stone steps meandered all the way down. The two of them walked and stopped from time to time. They could now enjoy the scenery that they had not had time to appreciate when they went up the mountain.
But Qi Ying was obviously a little absent-minded. After leaving the temple, his brows were slightly frowned.
Ji Rang pulled her to sit next to him, unscrewed a box of yogurt and handed it to her, making her laugh: "Little fool, why are you so superstitious? Did you study politics class well?"
She lowered her head and sipped the yogurt, thinking back to what the blue-robed monk had just said. The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.
The general's meritorious service in defending his country in his previous life turned into a sin of killing in this life. He protected the country and the people, sacrificed his life, and in the end he had to bear the consequences.
The little girl suddenly threw herself into his arms.
Ji Rang was not prepared and subconsciously tried to hug her, but she almost knocked him over.
He sensed the girl's sad breath, put away his usual nonchalant attitude, and asked her in a low voice: "Yingying, what's wrong?"
She hugged his neck, buried her little head in his chest, sobbed softly, and said in a sobbing voice after a long while: "In the future... don't fight, don't do dangerous things, live a long, long, peaceful life, okay?"
She was feeling sorry for him.
Ji Rang felt both pained and angry.
Stinky monk, he's scaring his baby by saying "die young"!
He patted her back and coaxed her softly, his voice so soft that it seemed to drip water: "Okay, I promise you, I will agree to whatever you say."
She raised her head, her eyes red, and stretched out a little finger, saying in a muffled voice, "Pin it."
He hooked his bony fingers around her delicate little finger and whispered, "Yes, I promise."
She finally smiled.
When they got down to the foot of the mountain, the students who were picnicking on the ground began to clean up their trash and prepare to leave. Qi Ying ran into Yue Li and her friends, who were eating a bowl of instant noodles. She greeted her cheerfully, "Yingying, where have you been?"
Qi Ying said: "We climbed to the top of the mountain and went to the Hexi Temple to make a wish."
Yue Li was amazed: "Wow, that's so high. It will take hours to climb. You should be the only ones who climbed up there, right?"
Qi Ying nodded proudly, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's really effective to make a wish there."
Temples with eminent monks must be very effective.
Yue Li's eyes lit up: "Then I'll come climb next time I have a day off! I want to make a wish to go to university!"
The teacher leading the team not far away shouted: "Put away the garbage, protect the ecological environment, don't litter, and prepare to go down the mountain and gather."
The spring outing ended amid the noisy sounds.
The bus first took the students back to school, and then let the students go home individually.
Classes will continue tomorrow, and the head teachers of each class are giving a speech in the car: "You have played and made noise, so you should concentrate on your studies. The college entrance examination will be held in less than three months. Don't think it has nothing to do with you. When the time comes, you should do this year's college entrance examination questions and see how big the gap is!"
After climbing the mountain for a whole day, everyone was very tired. They lazily slumped in their seats and let the teacher lecture them.
The car was shaking, and the afternoon sun shone through the windows, making people drowsy. Although Ji Rang was physically strong, climbing to the top of the mountain still took a lot of effort, and he fell asleep with his head resting on the cushion.
He had a dream.
In the dream, the sky was full of fire, and he seemed to have turned into a general, riding on a big horse with black mane, ordering the black mass of soldiers behind him to shoot arrows.
The arrows were all on fire, and they all fell into the bandit camp in front of them like meteors falling from the sky. There was constant fighting and shouting all around, and the deputy general reported to him: "General, the gate of the bandit camp has been breached!"
He tightened the reins, holding the rifle at his side, and said in a deep voice, "Kill."
The sound of horse hooves echoed through the valley, and he rode ahead, splashing blood wherever he passed. The bandits fought back, but they were no match for the imperial cavalry and were soon defeated.
I don't know when, but snow started falling from the sky.
In the white snow, he saw the little girl curled up in the corner at a glance.
She was disheveled and panic-stricken, but her eyes were bright, like a deer found during hunting, soft and pitiful. A bandit nearby grabbed her hair and raised his knife to chop her, but he clenched his spear and threw it forward, piercing the bandit through the spear and nailing him to the wall.
The donated blood sprayed all over her face.
The red blood and white skin dazzled his eyes.
She was frightened to the point of unconsciousness, but she didn't cry or shout. She just sat there stupidly, her fingers pulling at her dress that was about to fall off, her hands covering her chest. Her shoulders were as white as snow, her long hair was like a waterfall, and she stared blankly at him standing on the horse.
Good boy.
As he rode closer, she raised her head little by little, her big wet eyes unblinking.
He looked at her for a while and wanted to say: The bandits have been killed, don't be afraid, just go down the mountain at ease, but he didn't know how the words turned into: "Is there anywhere to go?"
She shook her head, her face pale.
He leaned over and held out his hand to her.
The little girl hesitated a little, rubbed the wall to slowly stand up, and walked up to him obediently.
He leaned down, put his arm around her slender waist, and lifted her onto the horse.
The little girl then exclaimed, and whispered: "Ah..."
He almost laughed, but he pursed his lips, rode his horse to the wall again, drew out the spear, turned his horse around and walked back.
The deputy general came running from a distance: "General Ji, the thieves have all been killed! Eh..." He looked at the little girl in his arms, "Who is this..."
He glanced at the deputy general calmly, took off his cloak, wrapped the little girl in his arms, and said calmly: "Burn the camp and go down the mountain."
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, covering the top of the mountain.
He smelled the sweet fragrance of the little girl in his arms, just like the white plum blossoms on the mountain behind him.
He whispered to her, "What's your name?"
"Qi Ying." The little girl turned her head slightly, revealing half of her obedient face. "General, my name is Qi Ying."
…
Ji Rang woke up from his dream with a start.
The movement was so loud that Qu Dazhuang, who was standing next to him, was startled. He came over and asked, "What's wrong, brother? Are you having a nightmare?"
He took a few quick breaths, shook his head, and leaned back.
When he closed his eyes, he could still see the scene in the snow, his baby's clothes were in disarray and he was almost hacked to death by a thief.
Hold.
It’s all that stinky monk’s fault.
What a bullshit dream!
The bus drove back to the school, and after getting off the bus, the students went home one after another. Ji Rang was frightened by the dream just now, so he called Qi Ying as soon as he got off the bus and ran to find her.
She was waiting obediently at the school gate, carrying her schoolbag which was now empty with only a bottle of drink in it. She was wearing a light yellow spring shirt and looked bright and well-behaved. He felt at ease at the sight of her.
That's right.
He walked over, picked up her schoolbag, and said with a bright smile: "Come on, let your brother take you home."
The little girl gave him a shy look and followed him obediently to the bus platform.
…
With the arrival of spring, the pot of hawthorn flowers that Qi Ying gave him also sprouted.
A guy who has never grown flowers before is afraid of killing the flowers, so he reads the instructions a hundred times a day. He also follows flower-growing forums, flower-growing bloggers, and flower-growing public accounts, and learns every day how to become a qualified flower farmer.
As April approaches, the weather in Haicheng starts to get hot.
At dinner in the evening, Yu Cheng said to Qi Ying: "Yingying, remember to ask for leave from your teacher when you go to school tomorrow."
Qi Ying's hand that was picking up the food paused, and suddenly she realized something, and her fingers trembled slightly.
Yu Cheng continued, "It takes more than seven hours to fly to Yancheng. Please take two days off."
Qi Ying lowered her eyes and nodded obediently: "Okay."
The next day at school, she took the leave application to Liu Qinghua for his signature. Liu Qinghua looked at it and asked, "Personal leave? What's the matter that requires you to take two days off? The study schedule is very tight right now, so it's better to take as few days off as possible."
Qi Ying pursed her lips and said softly, "Tomorrow is the anniversary of my parents' death. I want to go back to Yancheng."
Liu Qinghua didn't expect this to happen, and immediately said, "Oh, OK, go ahead, and be careful on the road."
She approved the request for leave.
After school in the afternoon, Qi Ying went to find Ji Rang.
There was always a lot of noise at the back door of Class 9. Qu Dazhuang saw her from afar and shouted, "Brother Rang, your little fairy is here to pick you up after school."
An empty bottle flew over.
"Your trumpet has become a spirit!"
This scene was played out almost every day. Qi Ying smiled and waited for Ji Rang to come out with his schoolbag. She waved to Qu Dazhuang and the others and said, "Goodbye."
Qu Dazhuang covered his chest and whispered to Liu Haiyang: "The little fairy is so sweet, I seem to be in love."
Liu Haiyang: "You don't want me to skin you alive, do you?"
After leaving the teaching building, Qi Yingcai whispered to the boy beside him: "I have asked for leave, and I will not come to school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Ji Rang frowned: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"
He raised his hand and touched her forehead.
Qi Ying smiled and dodged, her voice soft: "No, I want to go back to Yancheng with my uncle. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my parents' death, and I have to go back to pay my respects."
Ji Rang paused to tease her, put his hand down a little stiffly, and whispered, "Got it."
The two of them said nothing more until they reached the bus stop. When the bus slowly approached, Qi Ying waved to him and said with a smile, "I'm leaving."
There was smile and something else in the little girl's eyes.
He couldn't help himself, so he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her in front of him.
Qi Ying asked him quietly, "What's the matter?"
His throat tightened and his heart ached a little. He rubbed her cheek with his fingertips and whispered for a long time, "Call me if you have anything, okay?"
She nodded.
So well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.
The door opened and students got on the bus one after another.
Qi Ying smiled at him with her eyes bent: "I really have to leave."
He also smiled and let go of her hand.
She waved and turned around with her schoolbag on her back.
He had just taken two steps when he was suddenly grabbed by Ji Rang.
The door closed and the bus drove away. She stood there frozen, not moving. Ji Rang held her schoolbag and whispered, "Yingying, turn around."
She hung her head and did not move.
He loosened his hand, walked around to her, held her little face in his palms, and forced her to look up.
See her red eyes.
He just knew it.
The sight of the little girl pursing her lips and holding back tears broke his heart.
He leaned down and asked him softly, "Are you sad?"
She shook her head, lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Ji Rang took out his cell phone and booked a flight to Feiyan City tomorrow.
He held her fingers, put them to his mouth and kissed them, and whispered to her: "Don't be sad, I'll be with you."
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