Qin Mu followed the child curiously. Because this was a person's memory, Qin Mu's existence was almost transparent. No one here would find Qin Mu's existence, including the owner of this dream.

The child walked forward excitedly. He stopped moving around halfway through the walk. He stood by the river for a few times, looking very anxious, calling people everywhere but not responding.

Qin Mu just fell from afar and did not get close. At this time, he saw the child with an anxious look very interesting. What can this little brat do to make him so anxious?

Qin Mu walked over and saw a woman wearing a veil floating in the river that didn't look deep. The woman was wearing a blue veil, and there was nothing inside the veil. Because it was wet and stuck to the woman's chest, it seemed that the two bright red spots on her chest could be seen.

"Sister - Sister - Don't stand in the water! Sister -" the child shouted anxiously on the shore, running over on the shore with his short legs anxiously. He even ran into the river, but his short legs had already penetrated his knees as soon as he entered.

"Sister - don't move while standing, Xiao Wen saves you." The little brat suppressed his fear of water and walked towards the woman standing in the center of the river little by little. The woman kept lowering her head, her hair hanging down to cover her face. Qin Mu couldn't see it clearly. What was she like?

When the child was about to approach the woman, the river water had already penetrated his chest. Even Qin Mu was anxious for him and was walking around the shore. In the child's consciousness, Qin Mu belonged to the kind of thing that did not exist. This is his dream, he is the god in this dream. He said that whoever exists exists, and that it does not exist, and will never exist.

Qin Mu walked over and picked up the child in the center of the river for vain. His hands passed through the child's body, to no avail. He smiled bitterly, and he had already thought of it.

I just glanced at the woman who had been standing still beside me. At this time, the woman raised her head slightly, and under her dark hair was an extremely familiar face.

Wenxiu.

A certain face in my memory finally matched the child. Isn’t this a reduced version of Sikong Wenzheng? He just had such a horn bun, and he couldn’t recognize it.

I think of Wen Xiu once saying that because of his love for Sikong Wenzheng, he gave up his cultivation and was with him. In other words, a long time ago, Wen Xiu was just a ghost.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu was suddenly shocked and when he looked at the child again, the water level had obviously fallen into his chest, but he still stubbornly grabbed Wen Xiu's clothes. There was no impurity on his innocent little face, and his eyes were clear.

Wen Xiu raised a sarcastic smile and reached out to touch the child's forehead, but was hesitant when he was seen with such a pure gaze.

It seemed as if something was making an ugly roar at the bottom of the river. Qin Mu was stunned. He remembered the purple child he met on the island in the heart of the lake. Qin Mu guessed it correctly. Wen Xiu was one with the purple giant baby before, and it belonged to the variant of Gui Xiang.

Listening to such a voice, Wenxiu's eyes were determined, as if she had made some determination. Her arm rested on the child's shoulder. At that moment, the river surging, and a bloody mouth rose from behind Wenxiu. The child just took a look and his body was shaking.

"Sister, run!" the child said, gritting his teeth and holding back his fear. He was so scared that he was still dragging his person to run. How could he run away in such a river?

Qin Mu's heart was raised to his throat, and he saw the child swallowed in a bloody mouth and fought with the purple giant baby. He knew that the giant baby just didn't chew, and there were corrosive things in his tongue. If such a thing was stained with a little, the child might die.

However, what Qin Mu was worried about did not happen in the end. At the last moment, the woman suddenly pushed the child out of the water and sank into the bottom of the river with the things below.

Only the child's expression was left in a daze and crying on the river.

The surrounding pictures were twisted and there was a strong white light. Under such a strong light, Qin Mu had to close his eyes. When he opened it again, he found that it was still the small river. The child had grown up a little and was lying on the ground and talking to the river.

"Sister, the master praised me today."

"Sister, you are so beautiful, why don't you leave here?"

"Sister, this is a steamed bun made by my mother. It's delicious. It's great to try it."

“…”

Qin Mu stood beside the boy. At first, Wenxiu stood quietly in the water like the first time. Later, she slowly approached and played with the boy. The boy came and went every day, before or after school, and had to play with Wenxiu by the river.

There were many times when Wenxiu had the opportunity to eat the child, but at the end, he looked at the child's pure face and refused to start.

Whenever he left, Wenxiu always stood quietly on the water, looking at the direction of the child leaving for a long time, her eyes ranging from the initial confusion to the final reluctance.

From the boy's initial tender face, he gradually grew up and became a young man with a shy smile. Qin Mu stood by the roadside, like those silent trees, watching the child's growth silently. The only thing that remains unchanged is his figure as always.

Not to mention Wenxiu, even Qin Mu was moved.

In such a life, I don’t know how many years have passed. The boy grew from a child to a handsome boy. That day, he wore a new clothes and carried a newly made schoolbag, which was pieced together with bamboo, and came to the river with a smile and told the woman who grew up with him since childhood.

"Sister, I'm going to Beijing to take the exam. When I become a high-ranking official, I will marry my sister and go home."

The Japanese show did not surface. She hid under the water and listened quietly to the child's oath. The child stubbornly waited for Wen Xiu to appear by the river, but this was one night. At dawn, the child left helplessly.

Wen Xiu smiled and shook her head, looking at the child's sad back, tears filled her eyes. Looking at the direction of the boy's departure, she knew her identity and knew that the two of them could never cross the gap.

The boy never came for a long time after that.

Wenxiu often lies on the shore and waits for a long time. From spring to winter, from winter to summer, year after year, the leaves on the roadside have turned yellow and green again, and the weeds on the shore have become deeper and shallower again.

Year by year, month by month, the boy did not appear.
Chapter completed!