"Short story" Uzumaki

My name is Uzumaki, and I am a crow with a bare mouth and black feathers. In March, I migrated from the far south, and the ice and snow melted all the way, and spring was full of spring. I carried a wave of wind and dust with me, and finally fell on him. He summoned, "Qingya, you see, this is what I brought you from Jiangnan." ”

I put down what I had in my mouth on him, and it was a peach blossom with buds. Qingya was very surprised and happily stretched the branches. Yes, Qingya is a tree, a citrus tree that grows in the north. It's March, and spring is in full swing. Qingya stretched out the yellow buds on his body, the spring light melted, and the winter ice and snow really suffocated him.

He looked at me and smiled happily, his voice intoxicating, like a vintage wine: "Uzumaki, you are coming sooner and later this year." ”

I was inadvertently struck by him, and my face immediately turned red. Fortunately, he couldn't see it.

I opened my mouth and pressed my throat as hard as I could to make it sound less hoarse and mocking: "Xu is early in the spring this year." ”

Qingya groaned, and did not delve into the reason for my random pulling. He looked up at the bustling town at the bottom of the mountain. The voice grew warmer: "Maybe so." I wonder how she's had this winter? ”

I heard the sound and my heart sank. I knew that the only thing that could make Qingya think of such a thing was the human girl in the city below the mountain.

Qingya looked at the peach blossom I had brought and praised in a warm voice, "This peach blossom is really beautiful." If I do the math, I haven't seen a peach blossom in years. ”

Qingya was right. There are no peach trees on this mountain, and naturally there are no peach blossoms.

"Uchiha, delicate flowers with beauty, you say yes?" I was a little overwhelmed by his question, and did not react for a while. But I'm not stupid. I have known Qingya for so many years, and what he thinks in his heart, even if I don't say it, I can understand it.

I pouted unhappily, "I don't like to go to places where there are many humans." "I am in human form, a water spirit girl. I sat on the branches of Qingya, my two little legs dangling.

Qingya laughed softly, the voice was really good, he said, "Wu Qi, help me." This flower matches her. ”

Qingya looked at the town with far-reaching eyes. He groaned, "Gui Zhuo Wu Lan Paddle, strike the air Ming Xi Trace Streamer." Slim to the heart, look forward to the beauty of the sky. ”

I listened quietly, silently giving him a pat in my heart. Although I couldn't pay much attention to the meaning, I knew that the object of this singing was not me.

Somehow, my heart suddenly soured. I raised my hand and knocked qingya's branch: What a piece of wood! ”

I re-formed the black feather, picked up the peach blossom and flew down the mountain. The town is at a rally, the people are bustling, and the street is very lively. I flew to the vermilion pavilion, the most extravagant place in town, Miaoyinfang. Before I could get closer, there was a muffled song in the distance. It was the singer practicing the song.

I stopped in front of the window on the second floor, and there was a melodious song coming from the house, and the voice was crisp and gentle. Sings better than the larks of my kind. I was a little ashamed of myself, and I felt that my body was suddenly half short. I don't have that nice voice. I sullenly put the peach blossom down in front of the woman's dresser. Just when the singing stopped abruptly, she walked out from behind the screen.

Her name is Du Yingying, and she is the top singer in this miaoyin workshop. With a nightingale-like voice and a good appearance, she is overwhelmed. It caused countless princes and nobles to bend their brows and bend their waists, and willingly fell under their pomegranate skirts. What's more, they will not hesitate to spend thousands of dollars, just to get the favor of the beauty once.

I stood on the window railing and watched her sit in front of the carved mirror. Her brows furrowed, her eyes dim, not knowing what she was thinking. The woman mechanically rubbed the fat powder on her face. Even if her cheeks were red and bright, they couldn't hide the haggardness of her face. In her eyes, there was no light.

Sure enough, the years were unforgiving, and when I saw her last year, she was much brighter than she is now. It seems that her life is not good either. She happened to catch a glimpse of the peach blossom on the table, and suddenly her body was sluggish, and a ray of starlight slowly rose in her eyes. The corners of the girl's lips raised a smile, like the spring breeze of March. Suddenly, she looked up at me in front of the window, and her eyes were suddenly stunned.

"Is that you?" She asked suddenly, a pair of eyes fixed on mine. I knew that she wasn't looking at me, she was just mistaken for someone else. I didn't dare to make too many movements, for fear of being seen by her. The elders of the demon clan have an explanation, and they must not have too close contact with humans.

I was out of my mind for a moment, and a duster suddenly swept toward me. Fortunately, I reacted too quickly, but I still couldn't avoid being pumped off a few black feathers. It hurt so much.

"Where did the crow come from?" Early in the morning, it was really obscure. The duster in his hand took a bite out of me, and his face was full of bitterness.

Naturally, I could understand human language, and I was so angry that I spread my wings and left. Sure enough, the elders of the clan were right. I ate a long and wise meal and swore that I would never have any contact with humans again in this life.

"Stinky Qingya!" I landed on his shoulder and pecked at the branches with my beak.

Qingya was always so gentle and not angry at all. He smiled and asked me, "That peach blossom, does she like it?" ”

My heart tightened! The entire chest cavity was filled with acid, which was really wronged. For a long time, I forced a smile: "She likes it tightly." ”

"Really? I know, she must have loved it! Qingya's mood became very good, and the branches swayed in the wind.

That's good. Or seeing that I was sullen and unhappy, he finally realized that something was wrong with me. He smiled and asked me, "Little fool, what do you think?" ”

I curled up in resignation, tucking my head under my wings, trying to hide my emotions. Ignore him. In the middle of the night, we showed our faces and asked him stupidly, "Qingya, what is love?" ”

"Love..." Qingya pondered for a long time and shook his head. All things are clear to the bystanders, and I really don't understand the Way when I am a person in the red dust. ”

I was still not dead-hearted, and I was anxious to ask: "Then do you love Du Yingying?" ”

He looked stunned, probably not expecting me to ask him like that. He was silent for a long time before he sighed slowly. "You don't understand."

I sniffed and nodded. It's like there's no soul. Perhaps, I really don't understand. Qingya is very knowledgeable, and what he says is right.

Qingya was not a tree, he had been one of the human beings.

That year, he was full of vigor, and like thousands of scholars, he traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital. Only for the three years and one decade of the examination. The officialdom is dark and unpredictable. Although Qingya was full of poetry and books, he was quite talented. But in the end, because the door of the house fell down, it was squeezed into the upper position by those stupid children. Qingya's name fell on Sun Mountain, and it was full of frustration. He wanders through fireworks and willow lanes all day long, making a living by selling obscene words. It's quite popular.

The Du Warbler is one of them. However, unlike others, it is more difficult for Du Yingying to understand the sadness behind Qingya.

She sang Qingya's words, and Qingya drank it with a piano. He regarded her as a confidant with a red face, a ray of light when Qingya fell. They delight in each other. Under the persuasion of Du Yingying, Qingya finally walked out of frustration and was able to cheer up.

Qingya promised that he would work hard to redeem her. He also promised to plant an orange tree in front of their thatched hut in the future—the du warbler's favorite to eat oranges.

However, in the end, it backfired. There is a prince of a rich family, who is the brother-in-law of the holy one today, who is not only powerful but also powerful. Insisting on taking Du Yingying as his privately bred Ge Ji.

He knew that Du Yingying did not obey because there was someone in his heart. However, the prince has always been fierce in doing things. He secretly sent a killer to kill Qingya. Qingya was eventually outnumbered and died on this mountain. On that day, he promised Du Yingying that he would come to this mountain to pick her the most beautiful bouquet of flowers.

Before dying, Qingya used his last breath to sprinkle the orange seeds he was carrying on the dirt. He did not expect that this orange seed, nourished by the aura, could germinate. That's when Qingya and I met.

I nested on the branches of Qingya, and of course I would not live in vain. Every day, I carefully helpEd Qingya catch reptiles, and incidentally drove away other people who wanted to settle down in Qingya.

In May, clusters of white flowers bloomed on the branches of Qingya, one by one, like stars scattered at night. It's cute. In the lotus moon, the leaves of Qingya change from tender green to dark green. The branches are also covered with round oranges, only the size of fingers.

I've seen orange trees in Gangnam, and in comparison, the fruit of Qingya is really stunted. I know he's already working hard. It's also no way to do it, who makes him a citrus tree.

The days are like this day by day, the years are endless, and the time is like flowing water.

One day, I was foraging for food on the other side of the city, and I happened to see that the world was very lively, as if there was some happy event. The squirrel spirit passing by told me that the flower queen of MiaoyinFang was favored by a rich businessman. The rich merchant was so fond of her that he redeemed her and married her soon.

The rich merchant heard that Hua Kui loved to eat oranges, and in order to show his heart, he did not hesitate to issue a heavy bounty notice to the people, asking for only an orange tree. However, there are no orange trees here – except for Qingya.

I went crazy and flew back, however, it was too late. The people were tying Qingya's amputated corpse with thick ropes. Qingya's leaves fell to the ground. I screamed and flew towards Qingya and landed on him. He seemed to still be alive.

He smiled weakly, "Uh-huh, here you are." ”

I was in tears and didn't speak. Qingya handed me a few citrus seeds and explained, "Help me plant them in front of the warbler's yard." ”

I cried and shook my head, not wanting to promise him. Qingya eventually lost its life. I swallowed the seeds with tears in my eyes and spread my wings and flew. I'm going to leave this cold place.

I flew to Gangnam.

"Qingya, I'm sorry. Let me be willful. ”

Time flies, years go by. Some of my nangui clan told me that Du Yingying had faded due to old age and had not been favored for long. Eventually depressed and die. I listened in my heart and didn't say a word. Let those past events pass, and it has nothing to do with me anymore.

I looked at the seedling next to me and remembered the year I first saw him. At that time, he was also a fragile plant like he is now. Don't be afraid, I'll protect him grow up, just as he was.

I smiled softly and called, "Qingya." ”