When Xu Chunqiu woke up, the sky had already begun to darken.

She propped herself up and half-sat up, and found herself lying on a tatami mat in the Japanese-style room, with a headache that looked like it was going to explode.

"Are you awake?"

Lu Xiu brought the water over and tilted the cup little by little to feed her.

"You fainted in the middle of the soak and slept until now. ”

Xu Chunqiu moistened his lips and throat, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "...... Maybe it's a dizziness. ”

Lu Xiu: ......

For the first time, I heard that soaking your feet can make you dizzy.

It was obvious nonsense, but Lu Xiu didn't continue to delve into it, but carefully helped her up.

Xu Chunqiu was wearing a pinstriped yukata provided in the hot spring inn, and the matcha green coat was loosely draped over his shoulders, and when he helped her up, he accidentally lifted the wide yukata cuffs, and the scar on the girl's left arm, it ......

Probably because of the increase in body temperature caused by the hot spring, the long scar changed from light brown to water red, and it vaguely made people feel as if it was much lighter.

Lu Xiu looked at her without a trace, and then silently lowered her sleeves as if nothing had happened.

Since she left for Japan, the words "recover memory" have been like a mountain on her shoulders, and he doesn't want to put any more unnecessary pressure on her.

But Xu Chunqiu got up and shook her head, as if she wanted to shake off all the disorganized thoughts that were chaotically entangled in her mind, she took a deep breath and suddenly said, "I want to go to the shrine to see." ”

Lu Xiu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why Xu Chunqiu suddenly mentioned the shrine.

"Your Body ......"

Her eyes were dizzy, her head was about to explode, her temples seemed to be pierced with a cotton needle, and obscure memories were wandering in her mind like broken glass.

She gritted her back molars: "I'm fine." ”

How can it be okay?

But all the thoughts in my heart were clamoring to tell her to go to Dingxishan Shrine, now, immediately, immediately.

Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, for the only little turnaround, Xu Chunqiu is willing to try.

Lu Xiu couldn't resist her, so he put on a coat for her, took her hand and took her out.

The area around Dingxi Mountain Hot Spring was chartered by Lu Xiu, and even if it was out of the hot spring hotel, there were almost no people on the roadside.

As they strolled hand in hand, the red Futami Suspension Bridge competed with the golden and red autumn leaves in the forested valley, and looking down from the bridge, they could see the entire valley covered in deep and light autumn colors.

Compared with the snow-capped appearance of the last time they came, Joggyesan Mountain in autumn has a different charm.

Those bright and bright colors arrived in Xu Chunqiu's field of vision, but only vague color blocks remained, Xu Chunqiu was in a trance, his vision was sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, and sometimes only a continuous white remained.

She could only be led by Lu Xiu, groping her way forward.

The lambskin boots stumbled on the red-painted suspension bridge, and Xu Chunqiu stumbled unexpectedly.

Lu Xiu squatted down in front of her: "Come up." ”

"I'll carry you. ”

Xu Chunqiu pursed his lips, nodded silently, and then wrapped his arms around his neck, and hugged him on his back.

Lu Xiu's steps were steady, and step by step, he carried his whole world across the long suspension bridge, and then crossed the gravel path in front of the Dingxishan Shrine.

Lanterns with orchid patterns hung high on the branches, and the colors of the setting sun splashed down like overturned paint, hooking the swaying branches with a layer of gold, probably because there were really no tourists, and the makeshift stalls on both sides of the gravel path were deserted, and the old woman in feather weaving squinted her eyes and greeted them.

Xu Chunqiu let out an "ah", and she saw all kinds of traditional masks on the wooden frame.

The masks of tengu and fox demons are stacked in rows, and the yokai in Japanese folk ghost tales have become souvenirs in front of the shrine.

Lu Xiu noticed her strange emotions, squatted down slightly and put her down.

As if being dragged by something, Xu Chunqiu reached out and picked up the fox demon mask in the top row of the wooden shelf, just like the last time they passed by here together.

His eyes widened suddenly, she must have remembered something, maybe those memories were still ambiguous, but he had a gut feeling that she must have remembered something.

"That's it. ”

Lu Xiu took change from his wallet and paid it to the grandmother in front of the stall, and when he turned his head, he found that Xu Chunqiu was picking up the mask and covering his face.

The white-faced fox-like mask was adorned with tinkling golden bells, and the red straps slipped loosely and slid down to the neck along with the weighty mask, revealing a face the size of a palm underneath.

"It seems a bit big. Xu Chunqiu whispered.

The old grandmother did not understand the Chinese that Xu Chunqiu whispered, and said to them to herself: "It's not that the mask is too big, it's that the little girl's face is too small." ”

"My booth has been here for so long, and the last time I saw someone as small as you was years ago. The old lady narrowed her eyes and continued, "The little girl is white and thin, and she looks as beautiful as you. ”

Probably the beautiful and likable little girl is always easier to remember, even if the countless pedestrians in front of the stall come and go like a cloud of smoke, the overly good-looking exotic couple has more or less left a vague shadow in her impression.

At the foot of the snow-capped Dingxi Mountain, young couples from China hold hands and stop in front of a small stall. The girl is like now, at a glance, she picked a fox mask adorned with golden bells, and the long and jade man leaned down slightly and lowered his head slightly, kissing the girl's face through the fox mask, the scene was so romantic that it was almost like in a movie.

Wait, aren't they just ......

The old man suddenly blurted out: "You ......"

Lu Xiu nodded, which was regarded as acquiescing to the old man's conjecture.

The old grandmother smiled, the wrinkles on her face were stacked together, and she smiled kindly: "It's really a rare fate." ”

Lu Xiu bowed his head slightly and thanked him, then took off the unsized mask on Xu Chunqiu's head, and held it in his hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun was engulfed in darkness, the sky was already completely dark, the lamp in front of the small stall rendered a dim halo, Lu Xiu glanced in the direction of the mountain, as if he had some plan a long.

He held the mask in one hand and held Xu Chunqiu's hand in the other: "Let's go." ”