The sun was setting in the west and the sky was turning red.
"Gulp …"
Xia Yang's stomach rumbled.
"Elder sister, I'm hungry …" Xia Yang pouted and said, "Big sister, when are you going to wake up and cook for us?"
She adjusted her posture and said to Xia Yang: "Big sister is tired, let her sleep a bit more. How about you stay here and watch the pigeons, I'll go to the kitchen to find something for you to eat."
The pigeon's eyes also turned red under the red light of the sun, becoming more and more mysterious.
Xia Yang secretly glanced at the eyes of the pigeon, he quickly retracted his gaze and pulled Xia Yue's sleeves: "Big sister, I … "I'm not hungry anymore …"
He would rather be hungry than be alone with the pigeon.
"Are you really not hungry?" Xia Yue could clearly hear the loud rumbling coming from Xia Yang's stomach.
Xia Yang secretly swallowed saliva and weakly replied: "En, I'm not hungry anymore."
When Xia Yi woke up, she realized that the sky had already darkened.
Thinking about Xia Yang and Xia Yue, she rubbed his eyes and crawled up from the bed.
When she pushed the door open, she saw Xia Yang and Xia Yue standing side by side in front of her window.
"What are you doing here?" Xia Yi asked in astonishment.
After asking, she followed Xia Yang's and Xia Yue's line of sight and saw a big white pigeon squatting at her window.
This pigeon was extremely fat, if not for its long and slender legs and sharp beak, Xia Yi would have thought that it was a chicken standing at the window.
Just as Xia Yi stood still, the big white pigeon flapped its wings and flew towards him.
In the end, it landed on Xia Yi's shoulder.
Xia Yi suddenly felt something on her shoulder, she could feel the weight of the big white pigeon.
"Whoa, this should be around two catties. It's getting old from grilling it." Xia Yi could not help but exclaim.
The big white pigeon seemed to be able to understand human speech, and flew away in fear.
This time, it did not land on the window ledge, but on the roof that Xia Yi was not able to reach.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Xia Yi looked up suspiciously and explained, "Don't worry, I won't eat you. You're too old, and the meat won't taste good."
The big white pigeon on the roof reacted, it flapped its wings and flew up, and after circling a few rounds in the air, it slowly landed on Xia Yi's shoulder.
It was as if he believed Xia Yi's words after experiencing a mental struggle.
Even so, it still looked at Xia Yi warily.
In truth, Xia Yi was not joking around with the big white pigeon, she did not care about the pigeon meat anymore. Last time, Xia Yi ran around the yard a few times in order to kill chickens.
Xia Yi reached out and took down the big white pigeon from her shoulder, only to realize that its feet were wrapped by a small bamboo tube that was not too obvious for a night.
"No wonder you're so smart. So you're just a pigeon?" Xia Yi did not remove the small bamboo tube on the pigeon's feet.
He gently placed it on the ground and said, "You flew to the wrong place. This is not your destination. Hurry up and find your master."
The big white pigeon looked left and right, then flew around Xia Yi once, and finally landed in front of Xia Yi.
After landing on the ground, it even tried to lift up the bamboo tube tied to its leg, as if telling Xia Yi that it did not walk wrong.
"You mean this letter is for me?" Xia Yi tried to decipher the actions of the big white pigeon.
The big white pigeon lowered its head twice, which could be considered an answer to Xia Yi.
"Then... Did I really take the letter? " Xia Yi said to the big white pigeon as she slowly approached him.
The big white pigeon did not dodge, and instead purposely revealed its feet that were tied to the small bamboo tube to Xia Yi.
Xia Yi then took down the small bamboo tube that was tied to the leg of the big white pigeon.
Inside the small bamboo tube was a small piece of paper, with a slight poke, it fell into Xia Yi's palm.
"Who will send me a letter?" Xia Yi muttered as she opened the letter.
However, Xia Yi was just a village girl that lived in a small village. She rarely even used her Lingshan Town, so logically speaking, she should not have known this person.
"Could it be the Brother Mu Lin?" Xia Yue's voice suddenly sounded.
She was standing not far away, and was looking at the piece of paper in Xia Yi's hands with anticipation.
Xia Yi had already unfolded the paper slip.
But the paper was empty. There was not a trace of ink on it.
She checked again and again, but there was still no sign of writing.
Xia Yi crouched down and picked up the slip of paper to a height that Xia Yue could easily see, "Look …"
The light in Xia Yue's eyes slowly dimmed, "What is this big sister?"
Xia Yi was also confused.
Did he send a pigeon to deliver an empty piece of paper?
This doesn't make sense …
Could this be some kind of secret letter?
Xia Yi thought of the TV shows she had watched in the past. In order to keep the matter a secret, they would make sure that the letter was treated with a special method to make the words appear.
This blank letter piqued Xia Yi's interest.
But right now, she had to prepare dinner for Xia Yang and.
Xia Yang's stomach started to growl uncontrollably.
Of course, the big white pigeon that delivered the message was not ill-treated and received an excellent welcome from Xia Yi.
The big white pigeon had eaten its fill but it did not have the intention to kick the door open. Instead, it went back to Xia Yi's window.
Knowing that the big white pigeon was only a carrier pigeon, Xia Yang was not as scared anymore. He just continued to walk around it.
No matter if it was the heat of the fire or some other method, a piece of paper was still a piece of white paper, with no intent to reveal itself.
After being tossed and turned for a long time, Xia Yi finally gave up.
He carefully spread out the already wrinkled paper and put it under his pillow, waiting for Leng Qianjue to come and show it to him.
Regardless if this piece of paper was sent by the pigeon or not, Leng Qianjue had plenty of experience in the martial arts and he knew more than her.
He didn't know if it was because he was sleeping on the blank letter.
Xia Yi actually dreamed of Xiao Linmu at night.
In his dream, Xiao Linmu held a brush and wrote something on a piece of paper.
Xia Yi looked closer, but she could not see what Xiao Linmu was saying.
Peach blossoms fell down, coincidentally blocking Xiao Linmu's finished words.
He wanted to reach out to brush the peach blossoms on the paper, but Xiao Linmu caught his hand.
He rubbed her hand repeatedly in his palm, and whispered into her ear, "Xia Yi, I miss you …"
Her voice had been deliberately lowered, she was incomparably gentle …
Xia Yi got goosebumps from Xiao Linmu's voice getting closer and closer.
He suddenly woke up from his sleep …
The sky had already brightened up, and the sunlight was shining through the gaps between the windows. A ray of golden light coincidentally fell upon Xia Yi's face.
Xia Yi rubbed her eyes hard, adapting to the light in reality.
When Xiao Linmu said "I missed you …" It started to float in Xia Yi's mind again.
After realising what kind of dream she had, Xia Yi was stunned for a few seconds. She shook her head and dispelled Xiao Linmu from her mind.
"Dreams are always the opposite. Dreams are always the opposite …"
Xia Yi muttered to herself, attempting to ease the impact the scene in her dreams had on her.