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(I)

The Shangguan family, which was once famous all over the world, suddenly disappeared into the world, causing a lot of disturbance. At this time, no one knew that this big family actually appeared near Kunlun. It was a quiet place of cultivation, surrounded by clouds and fog, strange pine stone road, and it was said to be a place for immortal cultivation.

Qingshi Village was originally an unknown village. Since the appearance of the big family here, it has changed a lot, but the good scenery did not last long. It was when Shangguanye's palm pearl was ten years old.

There is a stream not far from Qingshi Village. The stream flows down from the depths of Kunlun. No one knows where its source is. After going around the village, it returns to the depths of Kunlun.

There are bursts of flute sound from the depths of the stream. The desolate sound of the flute is full of sadness, which makes people feel pity. It is difficult to think that the person who plays the flute is actually a ten-year-old girl. At this moment, she is sitting on the blue stone by the pool, with her long hair coiled up, and her cyan clothes are very coordinated with the scenery around her, but she has a beautiful face. There was a sadness, and my eyes were full of sadness.

The girl sighed, picked up the flute, and walked in the direction of coming.

" Shangguan Bingyan."

The girl turned around gently. A boy of her age was looking at her not far from him, with an excited look on his face. He didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and his feet kept stamping on the ground.

The girl turned around and looked at him without saying anything. There was no smile on her face. The boy was extremely embarrassed, and finally bravely walked up.

"Give it." Suddenly, a grasshopper was taken out in his hand, and his eyes were full of longing.

Shangguan Bingyan took it silently and looked at the grasshopper and began to meditate.

The boy was overjoyed and thought that the person he liked had accepted him. At this time, the embarrassment was swept away and he said gently, "Shangguan Bingyan, shall we go to the small pool to catch fish?" Then there were longing eyes.

Seeing the other party nodding, the little boy naturally took her hand and walked in the original direction.

Shangguan Bingyan had a strange disease when she was five years old. After getting well, she rarely talked. For this reason, Shangguan Ye worried a lot. After a year, Shangguan Bingyan's mother suddenly passed away, which was undoubtedly another blow. Shangguan Ye suddenly left for a year. Shangguan Bingyan could hardly feel the existence of her father, and the wet nurse was even more dear to her. Until Shangguanye suddenly came back two years ago, the whole family was shocked. At this time, Shangguanye was cold all over and spoke without a trace of emotion. Shangguan Bingyan was so scared by this strange relative that now she dares not be alone with Guan Ye.

"Ice swallow, look, I caught a fish." The thin body stood in the small pool, and a small fish in her hand waved excitedly, actually calling her name directly.

Shangguan Bingyan looked at him coldly with his voice. The boy felt very happy and didn't care to roll up his trousers that were wet by the pool and walked towards him.

Gently climbed up the blue stone, and the little fish in his hand was still struggling. The poor family seemed to want to share everything he could get out with the person in front of him.

"Can you let the fish go?" Shangguan Bingyan suddenly said.

The boy was very surprised. Although he usually heard a sentence or two, this time when he saw the other party's eager eyes, the boy was heartless and threw the fish into the small pool with his hands.

"Can Bing Yan play a song? I really like listening to the music you play. The boy lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Soon Xiaotan sounded the flute again. The boy looked at Shangguan Bingyan intoxicatedly. It seemed that it did not exist around the boy's eyesight. After being intoxicated, the boy's little head leaned against Shangguan Bingyan's shoulder.

A rush of footsteps interrupted such tranquility. Before the boy could react, his head almost fainted.

"Little miscellaneous, Lai Toad wants to eat swan meat, call me." In a blink of an eye, four or five families surrounded him. The boy who was a little unconscious was carried to the path, and the boy snorted a few times.

Shangguan Bingyan was so shocked that she dropped the flute in her hand. Just as she was about to walk over, an arm blocked it.

At this time, the host said in a respectful voice, "Miss, I ordered me to send you home."

Shangguan Bingyan's tears fell darkly and she was reluctant to look at the boy who fell to the ground. At this time, several other family members also came over, and the leading family members picked up the flute dropped by Shangguan Bingyan and handed it to her.

A flute slowly moved away from the boy.

At night, it rained heavily. Shangguan Bingyan stood in front of the window. The rain hit the branches and made a sound. Looking at the direction of Xiaotan, her eyes were wet. No one knew whether she was worried or hurt.

Now the Shangguan family is much more lonely than before. Since Shangguan came back from the wild, it has become more and more deserted. Shangguan Bingyan has never seen him several times at home, but the wet nurse always says something she doesn't understand when facing her alone. Gradually, she has developed a habit.

"It's time for Yan'er to get up." The nurse's call came from outside the door.

Shangguan's family has begun to be busy up and down. Shangguan Bingyan looked at the family who had said hello to him. She felt lonely and looked up at the relative who didn't leave the door upstairs. There seemed to be something ripples in her eyes, and her beautiful face looked even more haggard.

Walking on the path in the village, people who go back and forth couldn't help stopping to look at the cold girl. They didn't know what she was muttering. Shangguan Bingyan did not stop and walked in the direction of the forest stream.

There were bursts of birds singing around the woods, which was very strange. Occasionally, a cold wind blew, as if to tell some sad sounds. Shangguan Bingyan walked to the small pool and stopped. The boy sat on the blue stone yesterday.

When he found someone approaching, the boy turned around and looked at her with a happy face today.

"Ice swallow, I." The boy sobbed.

The boy wanted to move his body, but accidentally fell to the ground, and his clothes were a little wet.

Shangguan Bingyan accelerated her pace and squatted down to lift his body. The boy felt a fragrance. After struggling hard, he moved from the blue stone to the blue stone.

Shangguan Bingyan cried silently, as if she knew that a boy was struggling in the wind and rain last night.

"Those bad families." Shangguan Bingyan had a little more resentment.

At this time, the boy was weak, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth. He leaned against Shangguan Bingyan. Tears slipped inadvertently. After a long time, he said, "Bingyan, I, I'm dying. I saw my mother looking at me in the sky, but I don't want to leave now. I want to play with you and listen to your flute."

Shangguan Bingyan seemed to think of the past, the boy's dependent mother starved to death in the village. At that time, the boy was as melancholy as her. Later, the boy gradually became cheerful with her. Shangguan Bingyan would not forget the past, but could not express it in words.

Thinking of this moment, tears have not stopped.

"I'm leaving, Bingyan. Can you hold me? I feel so cold." The boy looked blankly at the distance.

"Don't go, I won't go, and you won't go." Shangguan Bingyan threw down the flute in her hand and hugged him tightly.

The boy smiled happily.

"My mother said that if you can see the stars in the sky during the day, that person will die, and then turn into the stars in the sky and look at the people on the earth in the sky."

"If you don't say this word, you will never leave if you don't say it."

"Ice Swallow." The boy suddenly turned to face her.

Shangguan Bingyan looked at him in surprise. The boy gently kissed her on her little lips, and then hugged her tightly, and tears kept sliding down.

"Bingyan remembers my name. I'm afraid you will forget me." There is sadness in the voice.

"Menghen, your name is Menghen." Shangguan Bingyan is waiting for the boy to confirm.

But by this time, the boy had already slept happily.

"I want to see you catch fish. Wake up quickly." The sound of crying was ringing all around.

Soon after, there was a small grave on the edge of the pool. It was clean and surrounded by only some flowers and plants. Every night, there was always a flute and some words.

"Menghen, remember to put the caught fish in the water."

(To be continued)