Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Ran Mo then turned around, looked at Qing Sheng with a smile and said, "Why are you here instead of staying home to practice martial arts?"

Qingsheng acted aggrieved, "Humph, I worked so hard to come pick you up, but you don't appreciate it."

Ran Mo smiled and punched him. He grabbed her pink fist and said, "I've made up my mind. I want to come to the academy and study with you in the future."

"Why did you come up with this idea out of the blue?" Ran Mo asked curiously.

Qingsheng said seriously, "If a man wants to establish himself, he will be lacking in skills if he only knows martial arts but not literature. Just like the poetry gathering that day, it was really boring without any literary skills."

"It's naturally a good thing to be willing to study, but you have to think about it. If you come to this academy, you have to abide by the rules of the academy, get up early in the morning and return home at night, do your homework, and follow the teacher's teachings. Can you abide by them?" Ran Mo said with a smile.

Qingsheng was taken aback when he heard this; this was something he hadn't considered much. Thinking back to how he'd been so controlled by his teacher at home, finally coming here to relax only to find himself in a cage again was truly unbearable for someone like him.

Seeing that he was silent, Ran Mo comforted him, "It's okay if you don't want to sit on the bench and study. If you can master your martial arts, you can come to the academy and become a martial arts instructor to teach students how to improve their physical fitness."

Qingsheng's eyes lit up, then he said aggrievedly, "So I can only be your teacher, not your classmate. Do you think I'm too old?"

Ran Mo was about to die of laughter. "What nonsense are you talking about? If someone is a little older, then he is considered old. If a couple is a few years older than the woman, wouldn't that make them old men and young wives?"

She thought she had argued eloquently, but then she saw Qingsheng looking at her with a smirk. Suddenly realizing her example was inappropriate, she quickly added, "Don't worry about the writing. I'll teach you when I have time. I already fully understand what the Master taught me."

Qingsheng was delighted now. He grabbed Ranmo's hand and said, "Then it's a deal, my little master."

Ran Mo nodded and smiled, preparing to go back with him. Qing Sheng said, "It's been a while since you took me out for a trip. If we have time in the next two days, why not go hiking again?"

Hearing this, Ranmo recalled her previous trip to the sand hills with Qingsheng, as well as Qingsheng's unusual behavior afterwards. She said, "School is about to start, so I'm afraid I won't have time to go somewhere far away." Fearing Qingsheng would be disappointed, she added, "I can take you to a place nearby. There's a view there you've definitely never seen before; it's truly magical."

Qingsheng's eyes widened as he asked, "There's actually such a place? Then take me there today."

Ranmo hadn't expected him to be so anxious. Thinking about it, since her mother hadn't returned yet and Weihua had gone to learn needlework, with no one home, she thought it would be better to go with Qingsheng to visit Jing'er. So she agreed. Qingsheng excitedly took her hand and they walked out of town together.

Before Ran Mo lived in that small western town, he was used to the vast Gobi Desert and the yellow sand all over the sky when the wind raged. The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers seemed like an unattainable dream.

Autumn and winter bring an even more desolate and bleak scene. A young man, newly grown, sits quietly on the sands of the Gobi Desert, gazing at the clear blue sky and the distinct, narrow horizon in the distance. He thinks nothing, letting himself blend into the vast expanse of nature. It's as if he's the only one in the world.

Kunlun, known as the ancestor of all mountains, the beautiful and mysterious Changshan, plus the vast Gobi Desert and the oases dotted in between. It would be strange if no magical phenomena occurred in such a magnificent and vast scenery environment.

Sometimes I wonder if a prehistoric giant will suddenly emerge from beneath the bizarre landforms, or if there are terrifying aliens lurking around and spying on us at night.

After applying ink, I discovered a truly remarkable sight. It's not uncommon, but many people overlook it. Today's sunlight wasn't strong enough, making it a perfect spot to see.

The two sat down on the sand, and Ran Mo pointed forward, "Look there." Qingsheng looked forward in the direction he pointed.

A beautiful city scene emerged on the distant horizon. It depicted houses, streets, and trees, mostly gray-blue in color, and tilted slightly, as if it were placed on a large "plate."

The city's outline was clear, yet tinged with a hazy, mysterious aura. The scene was beautiful and vivid. They were watching her, and she, in turn, was watching and accompanying the tiny figure beneath the sky.

Qing Sheng was a little puzzled and asked, "Isn't that just a city?"

Ran Mo induced, "That city is dozens of miles away from us. It's the Xiaoyue County we visited last time. Think carefully, can you see that far with the naked eye?"

Qingsheng thought about it, and it was indeed true. If a city that far away could be seen so clearly, wouldn't it expose the enemy's situation when attacking it in the future?

He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why is this? Could it be that we also have the ability to see through a thousand miles?"

Ranmo briefly explained that while this phenomenon was mirage-like, it was simply a reflection of light, visible only at specific times and locations. Its scientific name, mirage, was associated with mysterious and ephemeral wonders.

It was not until years after leaving the town that Ranmo finally understood from popular science that it was the legendary mirage. It was said that their place and Penglai, Shandong, were two places where this phenomenon was most likely to be seen.

She had never seen a Rakshasa mirage, but she had seen a mirage. People from other places dreamed of seeing the natural wonders, but they could often see them here, which was a great blessing.

Unfortunately, Ranmo initially viewed it as an ordinary natural phenomenon, failing to appreciate and savor its unique and wonderful charm. It seemed to lack a sense of surprise and excitement. He never saw such a wonder again.

It is easy for people to overlook beautiful things, and only after they have gone through the test of time do we realize their value. As the wise man said, cherish the people around you and do well in the things around you.

Just like living in a city of skyscrapers, it's rare to see the most ordinary and vast horizon or skyline. Occasionally, during her free time, she'd take a stroll through the city's suburbs. Sitting alone in the wilderness, she'd feel the vastness of the world. This experience would also remind her of the wonderful scenery she'd once encountered unexpectedly.

It was then that Qingsheng suddenly realized what was happening. He had heard of this term before, but had never seen it before. He hadn't expected to be treated to such a feast for the eyes in this remote town. He had Ranmo to thank for bringing him here.

He looked at Ran Mo with a doting look and tone and said, "Little fairy boy, how many more surprises and fantasies can you bring me?"

Ran Mo glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "You'll have a lot of fun hanging out with me in the future."

"It's a deal then. From now on I'll stick with you, never leaving you. Oh, inseparable!"

Ranmo continued to gaze at the magnificent scenery on the horizon. Qingsheng fell silent, silently embracing Ranmo's shoulders. Then he tilted her head towards him, their heads touching. Soon, their cheeks were touching again, and they relived the indescribable feeling of that day's intimate embrace.