Bamboo forest

A girl in a white dress is lying in the withered leaves of gardenia yellow. Her black hair is scattered all over the ground, and her delicate posture fluctuates slightly with her breath.

With a gust of wind blowing, a little leaves fall from the air, spinning in the air, slowly falling on the girl's cheek. The dry leaf surface is crisp and thin, and it slides gently on the face, bringing a little crispy itching.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the sky covered by bamboo.

The light mist in the mountains is dyed purple like smoke cloud in the dusk. A few flowing clouds are moving in the sky, and a distant bird song is sometimes heard.

She sat up slowly, some dead leaves also fell from her body, causing slight ripples in the quiet bamboo forest.

Where is this?

The girl felt a little confused for a moment and couldn't remember how she was here.

Wait a minute. Who am I?

Another problem soon arose in my mind. For a moment, many pictures flashed in my mind, some quiet, some noisy, some shocking. But these pictures are very fragmented, although there is a kind of familiar feeling, but it is still difficult to sort out any effective information.

Shaking her dizzy head, she slowly got up, put her hand behind her back, photographed the scattered dead leaves and debris, and walked a few steps in the woodland to wake up.

Only then did she feel hungry.

Looking around, there seemed to be nothing to eat, so she began to walk in the woods.

Originally gravel, tree roots, pits, all over the rugged mountains, in walking, but it will not become an obstacle, but familiar with the road, as if it was her instinct.

As she walked, she soon heard the faint sound of running water in the distance.

Following the sound of the water, she quickened her speed and approached it. Soon a mountain stream appeared in her eyes.

Among the mossy rocks, the clear stream flows in it, making the sound of gurgling water. When she comes near, a cold vapor is also felt by her skin.

She squatted down by the stream and looked down at herself. She was about 17 years old? So the girl estimated.

The reflection of the ripples on the water surface is not clear. There are ripples in the running water. As the sun approaches sunset, it is also dim.

Looking for a place to sleep first, the girl thought that she would stretch her white fingers into the water, and the slightly cold touch would circle around her fingertips.

She simply washed her face with clean water, and then took care of her hair and clothes. Then she observed herself.

Looking at her face, she seemed very beautiful, but the stream was not clear, and she didn't know exactly what it looked like, but her facial features were correct and soft.

This should be what she looks like, she thought uncertainly, and seemed to feel that something was wrong.

At the moment, although there are some fragmentary pictures of the past in her mind, they are not systematic, which makes her uncertain. But now she feels more sober than before.

As the night fell, the mountains and forests gradually became cold. The girl stood up and let the evening wind gently blow her body. She took up a little skirt and swayed slightly in the wind.

Some of the stones in the stream, when the night comes, emit a faint shimmer, just like jade. This made the girl a little surprised. In her common sense, stones don't shine.

Once again, he put his hand into the cold stream, touched a round stone in the current, gently pried it, and took it out of the water.

The stone is about the size of a girl's fist. It's just right in the palm of her hand, and there's a little water in it.

She put the stone in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully. Its texture is translucent, and it emits pale green light in the night. It seems that there is some energy flowing in it.

Eh, what kind of energy is it. The girl felt that she should know, but she just couldn't remember her name.

And just when she was a little distressed, a virtual translucent border appeared in the field of vision.

[hanyanyu] (silver grade, excellent quality): it is made of extraordinary material. It can be used to make utensils and jewelry. When wearing it, you can use it to be a little wise.

The girl blinked her eyes and looked at the virtual screen without thinking. She wanted to touch it with her hand, but she couldn't touch it, so she had to give up. As she turned her attention elsewhere, the screen dissipated like smoke.

This seems to be good. It's helping me. The girl's heart rose a little favor for the screen.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and scattered pieces of jade of different sizes in the stream gave off bursts of shimmering light to illuminate the stream.

Just like a light belt, it stretches among the mountains and forests, extends to the distance, and disappears among the layers of forest leaves.

The shimmering light at the bottom of the stream brightens the girl's face and clothes, and the tree crowns on both sides of the running water are also tinged with a touch of moonlight.

Holding a piece of cold smoke jade, the girl walked in the mountains and woods, looking for some dead wood. Then she went back to the stream and found a thick tree to pile up the dead wood together. Then the girl held the jade one by one and tilted her head, as if thinking about how to light the firewood. Her fingers revolved uneasily in the air, and then she saw a flame rising in the firewood.

Is it that easy? The girl thought that although she couldn't remember many things, it didn't seem that ordinary people could do it, but she just wanted to do it.

The fire finally rose, and the warm red light reflected on the girl's body. Although the jade at the bottom of those streams can also illuminate, it is not warm enough after all.

The girl sat by the fire, took out a few pine nuts picked up in the forest, put them on the stones beside the fire, roasted them slightly, then took out one of them and peeled it slowly.

Although the pine nut is not big, the oil in it is delicious and will not feel greasy. The small pine nut is circling on the tip of the tongue, and the faint fragrance is also lingering in the mouth.

After settling down for a while, the girl began to think about her life experience and past.

Strange, it seems that I can't remember the past, but I still have some common sense. She swung her head slightly, her soft hair gently across her shoulders.

After eating pine nuts, although not full, but at least not very hungry, when the girl just hugged her knees, sitting next to the fire.

The crimson fire reflected in the pupil of the eye, swayed slightly in the wind, and occasionally came a few reassuring crackles, which made the surroundings less monotonous. With the baking of the fire, the breeze at night seems no longer cold, but slightly comfortable, just like the most gentle lullaby, let the girl slowly fall asleep in the woods.

Quiet night, moonless night sky, dotted with stars in the sky, occasionally a small meteor across the sky, into the unknown forest.