When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Lu Xiu still grabbed her wrist, and the two of them stopped on the gravel road.

Xu Chunqiu tilted his head to look at him for some reason.

I saw Lu Xiu smile slightly: "It's started." ”

Something lit up, dotted and scattered, from the foot of the mountain in the distance, all the way up the gravel path, spreading to their feet.

Thousands of small lights are in a line, almost lighting up the entire uninhabited Dingxi Mountain, and a full moon climbs into the sky, as if complementing the lights of the mountain.

He wanted to simulate the last time they had seen the snow lantern road together, but now that there was no snow this season, the ice cover that was originally covered by the candle had been changed to hazy frosted glass, and at first glance there was not much difference in the past.

Xu Chunqiu's eyes widened unconsciously, her glass-bead-like eyes lit up suddenly, and in a certain corner of her dusty memory, there seemed to be such a snow lantern road, which lit up Dingxi Mountain all over the mountains.

There is a saying called "Look at the beautiful woman under the light and moon", and the gentle light hit Xu Chunqiu's face, as if adding a bit of grace.

Lu Xiu took out a silver lighter from his pocket and gave it to her: "You can also have one." ”

The last time they came, Lu Xiu didn't smoke either.

Xu Chunqiu blocked the wind with one hand, and lit it with a "click", the flickering candle flame emitted a faint light through the foggy glass, she bowed her head and put the snow lamp back, and the lights gathered together shone like the Milky Way.

She turned her head in surprise, only to see Lu Xiu quietly leaving and coming back again without knowing when, holding an apple candy in his hand and handing it to her.

The last time they came in a hurry, in winter Japan only had sweet and fluffy taiyaki, and there was no apple candy.

The red candy is wrapped in a transparent texture of the sugar coating, and the fried apples become soft, brushed with the sugar coating and fried to a golden brown, Xu Chunqiu "clicks" and gnaws, and the crisp sweetness is sipped between his lips and teeth.

Lu Xiu looked at her side face quietly, the dim light traced the outline of her face and the candy in her hand with a layer of gold, but Xu Chunqiu's expression was still the same, and she showed no signs of recovering her memory.

Lu Xiu felt that the flame of hope in his heart was being extinguished little by little.

Jokei Mountain, this is their last stop in Japan.

The Lumière Art Center's private jet, the same room in the same hotel, the same staff in the same ready-to-wear store, the hot springs of Jokei Mountain, the red-painted Futami Bridge, the fox masks sold at the stalls at the bottom of the mountain, and the snow lantern roads dotted all over the mountains.

Everything that can be restored, he has restored it all, and the places that he once regretted, this time all have been made up.

It took him a lot of energy to arrange this huge snow lantern road, and he chartered the entire Dingxi Mountain Scenic Area, and made people prepare thousands of glass lamps in advance, burning money at any cost.

This snow light road is his desperate last attempt, if Xu Chunqiu still fails to recover his memory, then their trip to Japan will be completely in vain.

Lu Xiu's heart gradually cooled.

She looked down and took a small bite on the sweet apple.

The candy apples were eaten, and only a wooden skewer remained.

She still didn't remember anything.

- You have to remember what you said.

Su Chaodui's words popped into his ears, and they were the last words of the centenarian on his deathbed and returning to the light of day.

- Even if she can't remember it for the rest of her life, even if she becomes like me, drooping old, full of gray hair, and even can't take care of herself, you have to love her.

Lu Xiu took a deep breath against the wind.

Even if she can't remember it for the rest of her life...... Is it?

At that time, Xu Chunqiu, who came to the world nearly a hundred years later, alone in the face of himself with no memory of the past, did he imagine the same problem?

He knows better than anyone that the things of memory are in a hurry, and no matter how much he urges or presses, it is useless.

He reached into his pocket and grabbed the silver lighter, and suddenly felt like a cigarette.

"I'm sorry. Xu Chunqiu said softly, "I know you have great expectations, sorry ......"

Lu Xiu let go of the lighter and pulled his hand out of the pocket of his coat.

He sighed: "It's not your fault, it's that I'm in too much of a hurry." ”

"A little further up is the shrine, didn't you say you wanted to go there?"

He adjusted his emotions and continued to hold Xu Chunqiu's hand as if nothing had happened.

The red torii gate stands in front of the shrine as usual, the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard have begun to lose their leaves, the winding branches are adorned with painted horses, and the bamboo pipes in the water hut are dripping with water.

Xu Chunqiu pointed to the ema hanging on the tree with some curiosity: "This is ......"

"Ema. Lu Xiu said.

He pointed to the window where the ema was sold and asked her, "Would you like to buy a wish?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head: "I don't believe this." ”

"When I was a child, every year on my birthday, I made a wish to the stars in the sky, and none of my wishes came true. ”

Lu Xiu subconsciously asked, "Why didn't you make a wish on the candle?"

"He's not going to buy me a birthday cake," she smiled a little reluctantly, "I don't have enough money myself." ”

Xu Chunqiu didn't say it explicitly, but they both knew who the "he" she was referring to.

"In my world, there are no birthday candles, no shooting stars, and no Santa Claus. ”

But there is Lu Xiu's existence.

Xu Chunqiu quietly shifted his gaze and looked at his side face without blinking.

If the heavens told her that all the wishes of the past few years could be superimposed in exchange for the appearance of a Lu Xiu, it would definitely be a good deal.

As long as he's there.

Lu Xiu was slightly moved when he heard her words.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The staff in the window saw someone coming, raised their heads and asked politely.

"I want an Ema, thank you. ”

The staff looked at them without a trace, and asked repeatedly, "Only one?"

"One will do. Lu Xiu bowed slightly, he took the painted horse, "Can I borrow a pen?"

Xu Chunqiu saw that he still bought it, and stretched out an index finger to poke his forearm: "Why did you still buy it?"

Lu Xiu smiled slightly: "I believe this." ”

But the last time he visited the shrine, it was clear that he didn't believe it.

He doesn't believe in heaven, he doesn't believe in fate, he doesn't believe in these ethereal things.

But for Xu Chunqiu, no matter how weak and slim that little hope is, he is willing to give it a try.