Small Lingzhi

Lan Wenxuan's eyes were focused, and his way of dealing with people was always gentle and euphemistic, but he seemed a little abrupt when he had spoken.

What was said could not be taken back, so Lan Wenxuan became more and more correct, and asked Lingzhi's consent carefully and solemnly.

"is it okay?"

Lingzhi was surprised at Shanglan Wenxuan's clear and upright eyes.

He took a few steps back, only to feel that his feet were on fire, and even lowered his eyes to avoid Lan Wenxuan's sight.

Lan Wenxuan stood up, and tidied up the unmade bedding on the bed after Lingzhi got up.

Lingzhi sleeps freely, the most obedient time...probably only when...in the arms of someone.

He slept alone in the cave, and the number of situations in which he fell from the couch to the ground could be counted with one hand.

So his quilt would often be tormented quite messy by herself, Lingzhi kept a little face, and hurried to the side of the couch to grab the quilt back in a panic.

"I'll do it myself, I'll just fold it, don't worry about it."

He didn't fold the quilt neatly, and when it was folded, it looked like an irregular piece of water tofu.

Lan Wenxuan knew that he was shy, so he turned his back and did not look at the bed, but patiently waited for Lingzhi's response.

After a little while, Lan Wenxuan asked again: "Does Lingzhi have any worries in his heart?"

Lingzhi shook her head left and right.

Lan Wenxuan smiled: "Sit down and talk."

So Lan Wenxuan sat on one side, and Lingzhi sat on the other side a few arms away.

Lan Wenxuan looked at the young man who deliberately stayed away from him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Don't be unfamiliar with me, if what I said just now makes you uneasy, just pretend I didn't say it, but my idea of ​​taking care of you is definitely not a lie."

Lingzhi was silent, and it took a long while before she turned her head, looking directly at Lan Wenxuan with her dark and moist eyes.

He clasped his hands together and folded them on his knees, his expression obedient but extremely serious.

Lingzhi said softly: "Only when you are married, can you stay together and take care of each other for the rest of your life."

After he went down the mountain, he read the scripts and heard dozens of stories. Only those who are married will stay together for life.

Lan Wenxuan's eyes filled with pity, and he knew that Lingzhi had lost a attachment to him, so he said: "Actually, some couples who get married may not necessarily have admiration and attachment for each other. We can respect each other, take care of each other, and treat each other as guests.”

These words impacted Lingzhi's established concept, he was in a trance, and murmured: "Is that so..."

If there is no two hearts, if there is no marriage, can such two people be together?

Lan Wenxuan nodded: "You and I are single, and...and I also want to take care of you."

Lingzhi lowered her eyes, and the fingers on her knees tightened and loosened.He began to lose his mind and pinched his fingers.

Lan Wenxuan does things properly and meticulously, has a considerate and gentle personality, and takes good care of him. Based on how he got along in the past, Lingzhi will definitely trust and agree to the other party unconditionally.

And he did listen to Lan Wenxuan's words, knowing that the couples in the world don't only need to love each other to get married, accompany and take care of each other.

Can……

After thinking about it, Lingzhi shook her head slightly, thinking that this move was not appropriate.

He can't agree.

"I... can't agree."

Lan Wenxuan sighed: "Okay, forgive me for being abrupt."

He added: "What I said just now will always be valid, as long as..."

As long as Lingzhi doesn't think about that person, or look for that person, if they maintain the status quo of celibacy, Lan Wenxuan will always wait patiently.

Lingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

He looked at Lan Wenxuan and began to speak in his heart, his voice became a little lighter.

Lingzhi expressed her thoughts to Lan Wenxuan: "I, I think that if two people want to stay together for a long time, it is more appropriate when they are in love."

And he didn't have that kind of affection for Lan Wenxuan, so he couldn't easily delay the other party's lifelong event.

Lan Wenxuan nodded with a smile, not to get entangled with Lingzhi on this topic.

"What's next?"

Mentioning this matter, Lingzhi fell into a daze.

Lan Wenxuan stood up with a flick of his sleeves: "If you don't think about it, go out and eat something first. You caught the cold last night. Only when you are full will you have the energy to recuperate your body."

Lingzhi hurriedly followed Lan Wenxuan out. He had breakfast first, and then drank a bowl of ginger soup that was still simmering on the stove.

The hot smell choked into the nostrils, Lingzhi's eyes were moistened, and the coldness all over her body was completely dispelled by this bowl of ginger soup.

Satisfied with soup, Lingzhi sat on a long stool and flipped through books for a while. The rain fell on the bluestone floor along the eaves. He propped his face and looked at it for a while, then ran to the pharmacy to see that Lan Wenxuan was drying his clothes a few days ago. dried herbs.

In the cold winter, the Lanwen Xuanhui will prepare some common medicinal herbs and put them in the medicine house. Most of them are commonly used medicine packs for treating cold, fever and cough, so that the sick villagers can buy them conveniently.

Lingzhi is now also able to organize herbs and prepare medicine bags. Lan Wenxuan shook his head and laughed when he saw that he was about to move, and gave him two medicine bags for him to play with.

Unexpectedly, Lingzhi really packed the medicine tightly. Lan Wenxuan reopened the medicine bag to check the amount of herbs in it. Appreciate without hesitation: "It matches well."

Lan Wenxuan personally inspected the medicine packs that Lingzhi sent to the pharmacy to sell to him. I thought Lingzhi would spend a lot of effort, but I didn't expect Lingzhi to move quickly, let alone make any mistakes.

Lan Wenxuan was so excited that he simply sorted out several herbs with different symptoms and let Lingzhi pack them into medicine bags.

The amount of medicine in each medicine pack prescription is different. Lingzhi first took each herb in each medicine pack and put it in front of his nose to sniff lightly. He looked sideways at Lan Wenxuan, looking very decent Following Lan Wenxuan's example, he weighed the herbs in the palm of his hand, then divided them into packets, and tied a beautiful knot at the end of the hemp rope.

Seeing Lingzhi's ingenious gesture, Lan Wenxuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Could it be that you paid homage to Master outside?"

Lingzhi tied several medicine bags and handed them to Lan Wenxuan, telling the truth.

"I know a kind-hearted doctor in Yandu, and I learned all this from him."

Lan Wenxuan said: "If you have a craft, no matter what you encounter in the future, you will never be hungry."

Lingzhi touched his stomach subconsciously, and said, "I eat very little."

Lan Wenxuan couldn't help laughing: "I know that you eat less and are easier to feed than cats."

It's a pity that he was not given a chance to take care of him.

Lan Wenxuan looked at the young man in front of him who was dispensing the medicine bag with great interest, and the regret in his heart was quickly replaced by joy.

As long as Lingzhi is by his side, there is no harm in waiting.

Lingzhi prepared a lot of herbs, because he liked it, so Lan Wenxuan didn't want to take his job.

After noon, the two of them sat behind the door and drank hot tea. The coals in the pot were burning vigorously, making Ling Zhi's hands and feet warm, and his face and ears were flushed with heat.

Lingzhi took a few sips of tea, picked up another piece of rice cake and put it into her mouth.

He suddenly said, "Lan Wenxuan, I, I might want to move to the village."

The farmhouses in Yakumo Village are not closely connected. If Lingzhi builds a house in a remote place, the villagers will not make a special trip to the house to watch.

He recalled the man's words in a daze, and suddenly felt that what the other party said was correct.

Although he grew up in the mountains, he has always been a man and cannot stay with beasts for a long time.

This time the cave collapsed and was submerged in mud and water. If Lan Wenxuan hadn't helped him, Lingzhi would still be wandering in the mountains in the rain in a daze at this moment, floating erratically.

Lan Wenxuan reassured: "That's fine, I will handle the living and relocation matters. There are several skilled craftsmen in the nearby villages, and the prices are quite generous. I will meet and talk with them when the day is right."

He said again: "You can rest assured that you will live in the medicine house, and you don't need to worry about it."

Lingzhi pinched the mouth of the teacup and turned it around a few times. He didn't want to bother Lan Wenxuan with everything, so he simply told his thoughts frankly.

Lan Wenxuan drank half a cup of hot tea by himself: "Next time I will take you there to meet the masters." Seeing Lingzhi's fingers clenched tightly on the mouth of the cup suddenly clenched, he smiled softly, "Don't worry, I will accompany you .”

Lingzhi is not good at dealing with people, even the herbs he sells to the villagers are always sold according to the villagers' price.

To put it bluntly and purely, but to put it bluntly, it has no opinion, and it is easy to be deceived when encountering people with bad intentions.

He pursed his lips and tightened his face, and said after a while: "Thank you, Lan Wenxuan."

Lan Wenxuan said: "If you hear me discussing the price with the masters, you can pay attention to how I talk to them."

Lingzhi nodded obediently: "Okay."

Wet and cold after the rain stopped.

Lan Wenxuan picked a dark day, brought some jugs of white wine, asked Lingzhi to bring some skewers of bacon, and took him to a neighboring village to meet some master craftsmen.

Lingzhi remembered them one by one in order and according to their facial features. The one with the mustache was Master Chen, the one with the old scar on the brow bone was Master Shen, and the one with the thick and powerful voice was Master Zhang.

Lan Wenxuan is gentle and polite, and he is a rare doctor in the village for several miles around.

At this time, Lan Wenxuan brought Lingzhi to visit. The craftsmen and masters were all strong and rough people, and they rarely took medicine for illness.

Lingzhi had a sweet mouth, and Lan Wenxuan spoke for him. After giving gifts to the master craftsmen one by one, everyone was happy. Lan Wenxuan discussed with the masters about building a house. You come and go, and the final decision is made.

The price asked by the master craftsmen is still reasonable, and the price is second. The masters that Lan Wenxuan hired have no less than 20 years of construction experience. Firstly, it can shorten the time for building a house, and secondly, the quality is guaranteed.

As Lan Wenxuan expected, it was not much different from what Lan Wenxuan expected. From the time a few masters made the blueprints to finding workers to build the house, the time limit for completion was only ten days.

On the day Lingzhi went for the house inspection, he was in a very happy mood. He only needed a small courtyard, and there were three houses in the courtyard. Although it was not spacious to live alone, it was enough for him to be comfortable and comfortable.

He patted the empty money bag, and after building the house, the money bag was empty, and he even borrowed money from Lan Wenxuan.

Lingzhi agreed to stay in Yaoshe to work, wait for him to pay off the money owed to Yaoshe, and then slowly save money in the future.

He chose an auspicious time to move, and invited Lan Wenxuan to have dinner with the old doctor at home.Because of the shyness in the pocket, the furniture purchased is very little, and it looks a bit cold despite being simple and crude.

Lingzhi didn't care at all, and followed Lan Wenxuan around the kitchen with a grin. For the first time, he realized that owning his own house was different from sleeping in a cave.

The room is warm and welcoming. In the middle of the night, when he heard the sound of rainwater falling from the window eaves, Lingzhi only felt peace in his heart. He rolled up the quilt on his body and buried half of his face in the pillow core. It's roasting hot.

Perhaps, as the man said, he should move out of the mountain instead of staying on the mountain alone.

Lingzhi carefully drew Xiao Yan's appearance from her mind, and this time she did not tremble because of the accident that happened on the day she was robbed and killed by bandits.

He murmured softly: "Xiao Yan, thank you for protecting me at that time. I am living a very good life now. I have forgotten the past. I don't blame you and I won't think of you... I wish you peace and health, and don't get hurt again in the future." Alright..."

***

It was also raining heavily in Yandu City tonight.

The winter snow just passed the day before yesterday, and when the rain came, it was damp and cold at once.

Li Guanshi brought someone to refill the stove in the warm pavilion of the Jingsiyuan, saw the figure of the master through the curtain, and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want to smoke some incense?"

At this moment, Xiao Yan felt a little unhappy in his heart. The rainwater came into the crack of the open window with a cold breath, and he said softly: "No need."

Manager Liu didn't know that his master was upset by a short dream just now.

Xiao Yan dreamed that Lingzhi was young. He has always had few dreams, and the only dreams he had always followed his heart.

Only just now, Lingzhi said that he wanted to leave.

The boy in the dream smiled obediently, the same as before, but seemed different.He also told himself that he had forgotten everything and did not blame him.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and he clenched his palms vigorously, but he couldn't hold the delicate and smooth wrist, and watched Lingzhi run away with his back bouncing and bouncing.

Xiao Yan got out of bed, walked to Lingzhi's favorite place to curl up, lifted the veil and opened the window completely.

He called He Qi and asked them to go to Wuqing Mountain.

After thinking about it, he didn't think it was enough, so he asked He Qi to spread a little bit about Grand Master Xiao's injury in the local area, the more serious the better.

Lingzhi is pure and kind-hearted, and does not hold grudges, but is prone to guilt.

He deliberately let Lingzhi hurt himself [-]% when he was hurt, in order to make Lingzhi feel guilty towards him, and he didn't want Lingzhi to forget him.

He is selfish, but Lingzhi hopes that he can be a "magnanimous" person, and he wants to perfect Lingzhi.

Although the means are disgraceful and even despicable, but he wants to fulfill Lingzhi's "freedom" and also wants to occupy the heart of the other party at all times, so he can only use some shameful thoughts to fulfill himself.

There will always be a chance to meet again.

If Lingzhi doesn't see him, he will create all the reasons to meet him.

The author says:

thank you all!

I want to give Lingzhi the joy of living with people.