Quiet.

The black turtle recited it silently in his heart, making it comfortable to pronounce the words, and there is also the illusion of fragrance in his lips and teeth.

She nodded, her eyes like crescent moons: "I like it."

Fang Xingjian also smiled lightly: "Do you know which two words it is?"

As soon as he asked, he hurriedly explained: "Can you recognize the words?"

The black turtle was stunned and shook his head.

Seeing this, Fang Xingjian lowered his eyes and found a dead branch, and wrote it in his hand on the sand:

Quiet.

Although he is not a regular pen, ink, paper and inkstone, his handwriting is profound and profound, and he is not inferior to the brushwork of famous masters.

He pointed it to her: "It's these two words, this is by the water. If you come down from the water, it's quite suitable for you."

The girl stared at it and wrote the same words on the sand with her fingertips. The strokes were crooked, like small fish swimming around, forcibly gathering together.

Fang Xingjian laughed: "It's so good to write."

When she heard him praise, her face turned red again. She covered her cheeks and her eyes dripped around, and she didn't go to see him.

But he couldn't move his eyes away from her lively and charming face. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly looked serious: "Qingqi."

The black turtle glanced at him, her bright eyes shining, and she didn't know how to react.

"I'm calling you." Fang Xingjian said.

"Oh..." She bit her blushing lips: "What do I think?"

Fang Xingjian curled his lips: "Do you still remember my name?"

She nodded.

He said, "Call me and see?"

"Fang...Xingjian..." She hesitated.

He answered: "Oh." He said: "It's enough to respond."

Fang Xingjian called her again: "Qingqing."

"Oh!" Her tone was as crisp as silver bells, and as sweet as powdered sugar splashing.

He laughed out loud, "By the way."

"Fang Xingjian!" Xuan Turtle called his name again, but this time it became extremely accurate.

"Um."

"Why aren't you?"

"Oh, it's my fault," he reiterated: "Hey!"

He held his lips slightly, and his eyes were filled with a smile: "Check."

She responded loudly, even louder than before: "Oh!"

"Fang Xingjian!"

"Why."

“Qingqing.”

"Why!"

...

...

After a while, the names of both sides almost became two unsolvable sugar paste and interacted with each other for several rounds, and they were not tired of it.

The sunlight warms the river water, and the shore and embankment are getting more people.

Fang Xingjian was afraid that she would be inconvenient, so he held Shi Jian and stood up. He bowed a little, "I was able to see the morning sun today without waiting for anyone, and I still have to go to Beijing. Are you... going with me?"

His face was hot in the sun.

The black turtle was a little surprised. She turned her head and turned to see him again.

Cowardice and dependence came together, and she was a little swaying, but at the end she took two steps back and shook her head slightly.

The river water shines in her eyes, and is shining brightly, as if it should be the light in her eyes.

Fang Xingjian saw this and felt a dull pain in his heart.

Although he was reluctant to leave, he knew that there was a big gap between them. He was a human being in the world and a fairy in the water, so he did not force him: "Then, I will say goodbye first."

After this farewell, I wonder if I will see you again in the future.

As if she was about to carve her in her heart, Fang Xingjian looked at her deeply, bowed her hands and turned around and walked towards the fishing village.

The black turtle wrapped his long gown tightly and stared at his back.

His injuries were not healed, and his body was still staggering. After a while, her vision was blurred and her eyes were filled with water.

She pursed her mouth, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and drooped her face, and then she looked at the two lines of words on the ground.

His name is dragon and phoenix dance, and her name is spring worm and autumn snake. The two of them are incompatible, but they are closely together.

She looked up again, and the figure of the man would come into the crowd, and it would be difficult to follow.

Her chest thumped, and she immediately opened her mouth: "Fang Xingjian--"

The girl's voice is loud, like a beautiful oriole singing.

The white figure suddenly stopped.

Fang Xingjian turned around, his nystagnation trembled, and saw her jumping in the distance, waving her hands.

His chest was incessant and he rushed back quickly.

His steps were already unstable, and he was moving quickly at this moment, looking even funny.

The black turtle chuckled.

Fang Xingjian stopped in front of her and his tall figure firmly covered her. Seeing that she kept laughing, he also laughed: "What are you laughing at?"

She didn't say anything, quietly curled her eyes. The man smiled like the morning glow, and could not look at him.

The black turtle looked at the words on the sand and Qiqiaiai: "I can...I can...well, can I learn to write from you?"

"Okay." He didn't even think about it, his chest seemed to be soaked in heat. After the disaster, he lost it again. This was his greatest blessing in life. How could he not allow it: "I will teach you."

Fang Xingjian didn't ask much, just said, "Can you leave?"

"Okay!" She said with all her might, and she made a choice in her heart.

The river is rippling and the world is bustling, but it is only a distance from the land shore.

——

The black turtle had never been a member of the world before, and walked in the streets and alleys, with a very fresh face.

Seeing that she was very interested in snacks, Fang Xingjian bought a bag of crispy yellow for her. She took out one and took it and took it off. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the mouth was full of fragrance.

Seeing that the inner layer was white, soft and glutinous, and the taste was very good, she asked curiously: "What is this."

Fang Xingjian lowered his eyes: "Is cooked taro delicious?"

"It's delicious," she looked delighted, and took out another piece of Yang Master: "Do you want to eat it?"

Seeing that she liked her tightly, he said bluntly, "You have eaten it, I have eaten it a lot."

The girl pouted, her hands were not put down, and she rubbed her lips, forcing her to stop.

Her jade fingers were white and had no impurities. After a few more glances, Fang Xingjian was a little jealous and did not move.

The black turtle was a little disappointed. Just as he was about to hang his hand, his wrist was suddenly blocked. He lowered his title and walked away. His slightly cool lips accidentally brushed across her fingertips.

If she encountered a needle, she quickly retracted her hand and looked elsewhere.

But the scene of a man leaning into her mind for a moment was embedded in her mind. Wow, he was so handsome. He had never seen a taller and more beautiful man than him. He is just like this.

Fang Xingjian carefully savored the slice of crispy yellow, and then said, "For some reason, the ingredients are the same, but they are better than what I used to eat."

The black turtle pursed her lips, but couldn't help but lift her up.

The pedestrians were watching them.

She was wearing his dirty and spacious outer robe, and he was wearing only a white middle robe, which was a bit weird.

Fang Xingjian took her to the ready-to-wear shop and chose a lake blue long gown at will, but he sent the proprietress to find her a fitted dress with good satin materials.

The proprietress agreed with a smile and grabbed the little girl to go in and change her clothes.

Except for Fang Xingjian, everything in the world is unfamiliar to the black turtle, and she cannot rest assured.

The black turtle was afraid to look back and begged for her. He smiled faintly and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm just changing your clothes."

He waited anxiously for a while, and the proprietress brought her out. Before he saw anyone, he heard the woman screaming: "Where did your little lady cheat her? She knew nothing about dressing, but she was like a fairy girl."
To be continued...