Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi returned to the inn and didn't go anywhere the next day, obediently staying in the guest room until Master Shen came back from his work.

Master Shen had a kind heart and opened two rooms, leaving one room for Lingzhi to rest alone.

Although the room is not big, it is plain and simple. There is only a wooden bed and a set of tables and chairs left in the small house.

Lingzhi knew that earning money was not easy, and I heard that Master Shen gave a lot of money privately in order to take care of this job for Big Brother Shen.

When he came back last night, he specifically consulted with Master Shen and asked him to open a guest room.

He is small in stature and can't sleep in a few places, and he can lie on the stool to rest even if he struggles with it.

As a result, Master Shen didn't care at all and let him live in peace for a few days.

Lingzhi has no relatives in this world, and there are very few people who can get along with wild animals in the mountains. At most, he has a better relationship with tigers and blue birds.

The rest, after all, they don't hurt him, but they don't get too close to him either.

Even though there were disputes among the same kind, Lingzhi, a small Ganoderma lucidum, was able to live safely in the mountains, probably because he was not deterrent, and he was a kind of gentle existence by default.

So he has never experienced the feelings from his relatives. Most of the villagers in Yayun Village are polite to him and have a good impression of him, but no one has ever treated him like Master Shen.

Master Shen, because of the scars on his face, made him look scary, with a thick voice, and a muscular body, giving people the first impression that he is not a good person.

Lingzhi and Master Shen didn't have much contact. The last time Master Shen built him a house, he was open-minded and forthright. Together with this visit to Yandu, Master Shen took care of him as his son along the way. He is an elder who looks fierce, but treats the younger generation with ease.

Lingzhi felt that if she had relatives, would she be like Master Shen?

He rested at the inn for half a day, and Master Shen came back after noon.

Master Shen ordered two bowls of beef noodles, and brought them up for Ling Zhi to eat together.

The noodle bowl was so big that it was as big as two of his heads when placed in front of Lingzhi.

He can't eat too much, he eats slowly with wooden chopsticks, not like Master Shen.

Master Shen saw that he was elegant and elegant, and said with emotion: "It would be nice if the youngest was as gentle as you. It's good to be gentle, and gentlemen should study more. Nowadays, it is not easy for warriors to make a living. When a literati governs a country, the pen is better than a knife. A literati uses a pen." Worth a large number of warriors."

Lingzhi smiled shyly: "I read very few books."

Master Shen praised him without hesitation: "That's better than the youngest, you can treat diseases with Dr. Lan and prescribe medicines at a young age, and when you get older and your medical skills are better, you can open a clinic in the city , You won’t die of starvation wherever you go with your skills.”

Master Shen seemed to have thought of something worrying, sighed a few times in a thick voice, buried his head and continued to eat.

After eating this noodle, Master Shen still needs to go out in the afternoon.

Master Shen weighed the purse, turned around and saw that Lingzhi was still obediently dealing with the big bowl of beef noodles, so he took out a few coins from the purse and put them on the table.

"I still have to run for a few days. If I'm bored in the inn, I'll go out to play. After all, it's not easy to come to Yandu to see the world."

Lingzhi was embarrassed to take the money, so Master Shen raised his hand and said, "Anyway, the money will go into other people's pockets, and there is not much left, so spend what you can get."

As soon as the words fell, Master Shen rushed to the time, left Lingzhi alone in the inn and left in a hurry.

Lingzhi carefully collected the broken coins and put them in his empty purse, and did not go out to spend money randomly.

In the afternoon, he stayed in the inn and took a long nap. When he woke up, the night was shrouded, the window eaves were pushed open, and light snow fell from the sky.

It was cold in the room, he stomped his feet on the spot, hurried back to the bed, folded the clothes one by one in order, and went to the next room to find someone, Master Shen hadn't returned to the inn yet.

A guest staying in the hotel asked Xiaoer to add a stove to the room for extra money. Lingzhi watched Xiaoer carry the stove to the guest's room enviously, touched his purse, and thought that his winter clothes were warm enough. Greedy stove temperature.

He went back to his room and sat on the bed, having nothing to do, and leaned on the bedding drowsily again.

A small stone suddenly hit the window panel, the sound startled Lingzhi.

He stared intently at the pebbles that fell into the house from the outside. It snowed in the middle of the night. Although the snowflakes were small, the road surface was covered with a thick layer after a long time.

So Lingzhi caught sight of the figure standing under the snow in the white snow field.

The man wore a white crane cloak, the color of which almost blended with the snow.It seemed that Lingzhi pushed open the window, his handsome face lifted slightly, and accurately captured Lingzhi's face in the night.

Lingzhi closed the window, wondering what the man was doing standing under his window.

He sat firmly on the stool, his posture was correct, his fingers were clasped and stacked on his knees, his eyes were staring straight at the flame on the oil lamp, and his heart was empty.

He heard Xiaoer say that the whole city of Yandu would be lively for seven days during the New Year's Day, most people went to the streets, the inns were empty, and even when Xiaoer had no odd jobs, he would take turns to join in the festive excitement on the streets.

Lingzhi faintly heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and her thoughts drifted away with the sound of the firecrackers.

When he returned to his fascination, he thought of something, and walked quietly to the window.

Fine snowflakes floated in from the open window and landed on Lingzhi's eyelashes.

He blinked his cool and wet eyelashes, and pushed the window slit wider.

Lingzhi was thinking about what time it was, when the sound of a watch was heard from a distance, and the watch had passed.

He looked straight at the man, the crane cloak was white, and it was impossible to see whether there was snow on his clothes. Xiao Yan was standing under the lamp, the shallow eaves could not cover too much snow, and when the wind came, fine snowflakes flew towards him Clothes flutter.

Lingzhi looked around, but didn't see the carriage or people in Taishi's mansion, feeling a little depressed, closed the window and went back to the house.

His sitting posture was not as stable and upright as before, he was lazily lying on the desk, his small and delicate chin was pressed against his arms, and he moved every now and then.

There was a waiter yelling outside the door, and the guest next door started a new heater again, he pursed his lips tightly, and his whole face was almost sunk in the soft winter coat.

After a long time, Lingzhi raised her face from her arms, and there was a red mark on her soft and smooth cheeks.

He murmured, "Look at it one last time."

Lingzhi walked behind the window for the third time, the snow was a little lighter, drifting sporadically, and the white-feathered crane cloak hadn't left yet.

Seeing Lingzhi standing under the window, Xiao Yan even smiled at him.

From a distance of not too far, the person under the lamp had soft brows and eyes, and the ends of his hair and the tips of his brows seemed to be soaked in snow.

Lingzhi held his breath in front of his chest, unable to get up or down, and couldn't figure out what Xiao Yan was going to do.

Xiao Yan, who had been standing quietly downstairs for a long time, suddenly spoke, the voice was not loud, but it reached Lingzhi's ears strangely.

Xiao Yan asked him, "Want to come down to play in the snow?"

Lingzhi: "..."

Xiao Yan took out a red ribbon from his cuff and shook it at him, Lingzhi was speechless.

The man kept smiling, bent his knees slightly, bent down to face Lingzhi's vision, and dug up the snowdrift with both hands.

Xiao Yan first dug out a pile of snow to cover it tightly, and then dug out another pile of snow.

He moved in an orderly manner, and he leaned out of the way every time he took a step, so that Lingzhi could see clearly.

So Xiao Yan built a snowman with a red ribbon around his neck under Lingzhi's eyelids, and there was a small white ganoderma beside the snowman.

Xiao Yan may have some regrets, he didn't go downstairs after he finished making the snowman.On second thought, Lingzhi felt satisfied when he watched him finish stacking upstairs.

It was late, and the man's deep voice faintly blew into Lingzhi's ears in the wind.

Xiao Yan said: "Rest early, I'll go back home first."

Lingzhi watched the white figure disappear from sight without saying a word, returned to the bed and sat down.

He stooped to remove his shoes and got on the bed cross-legged.

Lingzhi's winter clothes hadn't been taken off yet, she lay upright for a while, then suddenly stood up straight, putting on her shoes with a sullen face.

He opened the door, and there was no one in the corridor of the inn. Xiao Er, who was guarding the first floor, was dozing off on the table. He walked lightly and did not wake Xiao Er up when he walked out of the inn.

Lingzhi stood in front of the snowman, looking at it without blinking.

A Ganoderma lucidum next to it was covered with snowflakes. He bent down and squatted down, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the Ganoderma lucidum in good shape made him push away.

Lingzhi reached out and tore off the red ribbon around the snowman's neck, destroying it as well.

After pushing the two snowmen away, Lingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, someone behind him laughed softly.

Lingzhi turned his head, he was still squatting in the snow, with half of his face sunk in his collar, his voice was almost muffled under his clothes, and his voice was so soft that he could barely hear it.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Xiao Yan walked to Lingzhi and squatted down with him.

"Want to play in the snow?"

He said again: "I didn't go far, thinking that you might come down."

Ling Zhi "..."

He threw away the red ribbon in his hand, Xiao Yan picked it up again, and said persuasively, "Let's play for a while."

Lingzhi didn't understand this person.

Xiao Yan explained: "I thought about it when I went back last night. You should like watching snow."

So Xiao Yan wanted to make up for Lingzhi, and wanted to watch the snow with Lingzhi.

Xiao Yan said: "The snow is very small at the moment, let's watch it for a while, okay?"

Snowflakes are falling slowly from the eaves, and only when the wind blows will they float faster.

It was covered with snow, Lingzhi raised his head and looked out of the eaves, while Xiao Yan and him looked at the scattered snowflakes under the eaves.

Lingzhi was silent, Xiao Yan occasionally whispered something to him, it didn't matter if Lingzhi didn't reply, Xiao Yan had the ability to justify his own words.

After a long while, Ling Zhicai said softly, like giving alms: "It's different."

What he said is different means that the situation is different and the state of mind is different.

On the way back to the inn last night, he staggered and fell down on the snow and lay down watching the snowy night. The noise in the distance sounded distant and trance, but the snowflakes falling slowly were quiet and gentle, even the snow under him was very soft.

The bustling sounds were far away, and he didn't feel lonely. It was very comfortable and wonderful to lie in the snow and look up at the snowy night.

Xiao Yan was clever and quickly understood the meaning of Lingzhi's words.

He said, "Sorry."

There was fine snow falling on Lingzhi's eyelashes, Xiao Yan wanted to reach out and brush it away.

Lingzhi blocked Xiao Yan's hand, pulled out her legs from the snow, turned her head and left without saying goodbye to Xiao Yan.

He wanted to go back to the inn, but he didn't want to stay with Xiao Yan anymore.

Walking and walking, Lingzhi's left leg sank, and when he pulled it out vigorously, the force of inertia caused him to fall to the right, sideways and fell straight into the snow.

It didn't hurt, but he froze.

Lingzhi lay still in the snow, feeling a handful of thick and soft snow in her palm.

A cold breath rushed into his nose, and he took a deep breath, just as a piece of snow foam fell on his eyes.

Lingzhi covered her eyelids with one hand, and still didn't get up after rubbing her eyelids.

Xiao Yan walked to his side and sat down with his knees bent.

Lingzhi turned her face to the side and cast a puzzled look at Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan said with a smile: "This is the first time I have seen the snow in Yandu City from such an angle and state of mind."

Lingzhi was silent and lay there motionless.

He didn't get up until he had had enough of lying down, Xiao Yan wiped off the snow on his clothes with his sleeve behind him, and followed Lingzhi to send him to the inn before leaving.

Lingzhi looked at the snow in the middle of the night inexplicably, thinking that Xiao Yan's temper was really weird.

The author says:

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感谢在2022-05-2223:36:15~2022-05-2323:28:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Gu Gu Lu Gu Lu Lu, Er Rabbit. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of chicken thigh meat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!