On the bank of Qingqiu, there are flowers as bells

Chapter 1 Growing up is lonely
[The story setting comes from the computer version of the NetEase game "Fantasy Westward Journey"]

"First, I wish Qingqiu to be prosperous, second, I wish my relatives and friends to be safe and happy, and third, I wish Hualing to be fulfilled and become a great hero!"

Hualing put the flowers in her hands in front of the statue of the ancestors, and prayed to the ancestors.After she wrote down her wish on printed letterhead, she folded the letterhead into a boat and put it in the stream, watching the boat float away with her wish.

Today is the seventh day of the lunar new year, the Liuhuo Festival.

Qingqiu Fox Clan called their friends and gathered at Yuejing Lake to watch the fireworks feast.

Suddenly, small dots of light suddenly bloomed in the night sky, and colorful sparks filled the sky, embellishing the moon.

Hualing raised her head, her big eyes were full of reflections of fireworks.But she no longer had the amazement and joy of seeing fireworks in previous years.

Hualing's father and mother sacrificed a long time ago to defend Qingqiu, so she was raised at the knee of the Queen Mother since she was a child.

Unlike sister Tu Shanxue, who was strictly disciplined, the princess of the country treated her very loosely. Where she wanted to play, what she wanted to learn and what she didn't want to learn were all up to her whim, as if she was a child who would never grow up.

But she's always going to grow up, isn't she?She wants to be a hero who defends Qingqiu like her parents.

With a sullen face, Hualing secretly made up her mind that she will work hard to grow up and contribute to Qingqiu.

But how can we grow fast?

Hualing thought for a while, jumped into the flowers, and ran towards the opposite direction of Yuejing Lake with her nimble little body, until she reached the lowest point of Qingqiu - Wenzhuju.

Different from the blooming flowers in other places, the lush green bamboos here seem to isolate the noise of Qingqiu.Hu Bugui who lives here grew up in the Three Realms, and now that he returns to Qingqiu, the tribe doesn't like him.

But Hualing, who longs for a view of the Three Realms, especially likes to chat with him, and can always learn some interesting things about the Three Realms from him.

At this moment, Hu Bugui is lazily sitting on the bamboo chair and playing the flute, the music sounds soft and carefree, so happy.

Hua Ling sneaked in and squatted quietly in front of him. When he finished playing the song and picked up the flagon to drink, his little hands applauded and praised: "Wow! Is this a song from other than Qingqiu? It sounds good !"

Hu Bugui swallowed the wine in his mouth, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where does it sound good?"

Hua Ling choked, and she couldn't figure out what to say to her who couldn't understand the rhythm. She pointed her finger aggrievedly: "I don't know what is good, I just know that whatever you play is very good!"

Hu Bugui glanced at her: "You want to please me so much, tell me, what story do you want to hear?"

Hualing immediately looked at him eagerly, "Brother, can you tell me how to become a great hero?"

Hu Bugui chuckled, and he stretched out his hand and made a perfunctory gesture on Hualing's head: "We'll talk about it when you grow to this height!"

Hualing pouted immediately, and retorted: "I've grown up!"

At this time, there was movement at the door, sister Tu Shanxue in a white dress came in with a bamboo basket and skirt stacked on her shoulders, and with her entry, a strange fragrance came.

The tip of Hualing's nose moved, her eyes lit up immediately, and she jumped up to greet her: "Hee hee, sister A Xue, what delicious food did you bring?"

Tu Shanxue put down the bamboo basket, took out the beggar's chicken and a pot of bamboo leaf wine inside: "I knew you were here, so I came here to find you."

Hua Ling said regretfully: "The Queen of the Kingdom doesn't allow me to drink alcohol?"

Tu Shanxue nodded her forehead with a smile, and Hu Bugui next to him curled his lips. He picked up the flagon and took a sip, and glanced at her.

Hualing stared at the two curiously, as if to read something from their expressions.

Tu Shanxue quietly looked away: "What were you talking about just now?"

Hualing suddenly became interested: "Sister Axue, how can I become a great hero!"

Tu Shanxue stroked her head, her eyes dimmed.She is the next head of the country. She has shouldered heavy responsibilities since she was a child, and her homework is heavy, so she is not allowed to be free. She said gently: "Isn't it good to be free like this?"

Hu Bugui seemed to understand Tu Shanxue's loneliness, and gently turned the white jade flute to his lips, and the faint sound of the flute floated out.

Falling flowers are as light as dancing.

Tu Shanxue listened to the song of "The Fox Doesn't Return", as if there were gurgling mountain springs, a bright starry sky, and a bright moon in front of his eyes.She unconsciously danced to the tune like falling flowers.

The sound of the flute is curling, and the skirts are layered.

Hualing holds the chicken leg in her hand, listens to the sound of the fox not returning, and watches her sister dance freely under the moonlight. This kind of life is her happiest time.

Today's music and dance are still moving, the music is the sound of the dance, and the dance is the shape of the music.

Mingming asked Zhuju that there were three people, but Hubugui understood Tu Shanxue's longing, and Tu Shanxue solved Hubugui's arrogance.Only Hualing feels alone, no one understands her little troubles.

The moonlight in the distance is cold, just like her heart is full of desolation at this moment.Perhaps, growing up is inherently lonely.

(End of this chapter)