On the northwestern border, there is a Zen temple in the desert, which is lonely and somewhat dilapidated.

No name, no date.

The incomplete glass on the top of the temple, the portrait of the person polished by the wind and sand on the courtyard wall, everything seems to tell its sadness.

In front of the main hall there is a linden tree, which grows luxuriantly and shines especially in the yellow sand - no one knows how it takes root and grows.

As the sun sets, the deep and distant sound of bells echoes in the temple, and amid the smoke of incense, a girl in a long white dress slowly walks into the temple.

She stopped in front of the main hall, looked at the linden tree, and reached out to gently caress the trunk of the tree that had been eroded by time.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "There is Bodhi in the desert, so leafy......

The person kneeling on the futon in the main hall was slightly stunned, she had said this many years ago, but she didn't remember it.

I don't know what her name is now, where she lives, what she likes, does she like to pester others as much as before?

I really want to see what she looks like now, but why don't I dare to turn around, is it because I'm afraid - has she changed?

No matter how painful it was in his heart, he had to face it, and he got up and walked out of the hall.

"What's your name, girl?"

She looked hesitantly into the main hall, where a man in his early thirties was standing in front of the door smiling. His long hair was tied up high, and the robes on his body could not tell the age, and the whole person looked very strange, as if he was out of place with this world.

She would have laughed if she had met such a strange person in normal times, but at this time, she could not laugh at any time, because she saw that his eyes were lowered and soaked in sadness.

"Hello, my name is Xin Xue. ”

He smiled and nodded.

The girl in front of her was wearing a long white dress moving lightly in the wind, and a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind. Really, is it her? The voice has changed, the tone has changed, the height has changed, and the eyes that were always affectionate are gone. The only similarity is the jasper years, the same handsome and lovely face.

Xinxue, Xiaoxue. It's her, it's not her. I've waited so long, but I can't wait after all.

"You...... Where do you live now?"

He took a deep breath, and there was a bit of anticipation in his voice - perhaps, she was still Xiaoxue.

"I've lived by the sea since I was a child," she said, with a smile on her face, so bright, like the autumn sun.

"I often walk by the sea, and you may not believe it, but the sea is alive. ”

The sea is alive, and life makes a voice through the waves, saying what cannot be said......

The Bodhi tree was standing, the low branches on the tree hung haphazardly, and Xin Xue stood under the tree, still. Every moment, every minute and every second, is like falling into a dream.

Xin Xue, who grew up by the sea, must have a very different personality from Xiaoxue!

The man deliberately concealed the loss in his heart, he smiled and said lightly: "I believe in you." ”

The subtle change in feelings was discovered by Xin Xue, who captured the disappointment in the man's eyes. In an instant, a touch of sadness came to my heart. Her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. The stranger in front of him is so familiar; It's just that I forgot who he was.

"Excuse me...... What should I call it?"

The man was half-leaning in front of the door, still smiling, his voice was calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad: "Liu Muchen." ”

Xin Xue couldn't hide the excitement in her heart, it turned out to be him, the person who repeatedly appeared in her memory: "I've seen you, no, to be precise, you are in my memory, the memory of the previous life." ”

Liu Muchen smiled evilly.

"Yes, I don't know what interesting things have been left in the memories of Miss Xin's previous life?"

"Brother Mu Chen. ”

"What do you call me?"

Xin Xue's voice was as sweet as honey.

"Brother Mu Chen. ”

"Light Snow ......"

Liu Muchen's voice trembled a little, and unexpectedly, she still remembered what she called herself: "You...... Can you think of anything else?"

She thought seriously for a while, and then replied, "There is still a sky full of yellow sand, an infinite earth, and a letter full of letters...... There are still many memories that do not belong to this era, but they are all fragmented. Brother Muchen, you also have memories of your past life, right?

"Miss Xin, since you are destined to come here, I think I should give you something. ”

Liu Muchen didn't answer Xin Xue's question directly, he just wanted to return what belonged to her now, so that she would not be in trouble.

Xin Xue shook her head helplessly and asked, "Brother Mu Chen, why do you always call me 'Miss Xin', isn't this too rusty?

The bell gradually stopped, the cigarette gradually dispersed, and the half-ringing silence. A monk walked out of the side hall: "Two donors, more than 1,600 years, it's time to end this bad relationship." ”

Liu Muchen looked up. For more than 1,600 years, it has not changed at all, and the sky outside the plug is still so vast. When we just met, we had to separate, which was really a trick to make people.

"Master, can you give me and Miss Xin some time, I have something to give back to her. ”

The monk nodded and silently walked back to the side hall.

Everything is quiet, and there seem to be only two people left in the world, Liu Muchen and Xin Xue. When night falls, the ancient temple is like a silhouette under the hazy night fog, and it is extremely silent and solemn. The stars are getting clearer in the night sky, and the desert early autumn night is so cold.

"It's cold, go in and talk. ”

Liu Muchen walked straight to Xin Xue and took her hand. Xin Xue wanted to break free of his hand, but no matter what, she couldn't break free.

White candles are lit one by one, and the flames sway from side to side. Dripping wax beads are like strings of tears, constantly falling, and finally solidified on the table. The main hall is dusty and dirty, cobwebs are vertical and horizontal, the statues are incomplete, and the murals have long been mottled and blurred due to the invasion of wind and rain.

Sitting on the futon, the floating heart calmed down.

"Why are you here?"

"Probably the guidance of the soul, in the dark heaven has long been destined. ”

"The guidance of the soul," Liu Muchen snorted lightly, smiled sarcastically, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think you really have a soul?"

Xin Xue said word by word: "Brother Muchen, if I didn't have a soul, I wouldn't have come here to find you, engraved into the memory of the soul, and I will never forget it." ”

The memories engraved into the soul will never be forgotten...... Firm eyes, firm tone, it's her. Liu Muchen's hand touched her cheek, she remembered, she remembered.

Xin Xue didn't dodge, she continued: "For as long as I can remember, I have kept a secret in my heart. I clearly knew that I did not belong to this era, and that incomplete memory often appeared in my mind. Do you know why I can call you that way when we first meet? Because in those memory fragments, I have written to a man named 'Liu Muchen' many times, and the four words 'Brother Muchen' are the most affectionate titles. ”

She took out a blood-red jade pendant from her sleeve and put it between the two: "This jade pendant was found by chance in the antique market, and it is engraved with the words 'Mu and Xue'. When my grandmother was dying, I told me that this jade pendant was strange, and that it turned blood red when I met someone I had loved in my previous life. ”

The size of a jade pei's palm, transparent and flawless. For 1,600 years, it may be the only one that has resisted the erosion of time. Liu Muchen carefully picked up the jade pendant, the blood color gradually disappeared, and its true color was white. Those who have drunk the water of the Yanguo River can restore the white jade with the blood of their beloved to its true color. That year, he accompanied her to Yan Kingdom, and once heard this rumor in the market, he decided to give her a piece of white jade, and he rode a horse for three days before drinking the river water of Yan Kingdom.

"Do you know who your grandmother is now?"

Xin Xue shook her head and said: "My memory is incomplete, I only remember that in my previous life, I would often beat her and scold her, until one day, she told my mother the cause of death, and I treated her well." It is also cause and effect, in the previous life I was an enemy to her, and in this life she is the same to me. When I was a child, my grandmother scolded me and beat me for no reason, until I was twelve years old, and suddenly she stopped beating or scolding. ”

"Mother Yu, she is your nurse. ”

Liu Muchen tied the jade pendant around Xin Xue's neck, and many years ago, he did the same: "Xiaoxue, how did you find here?"

"It's grandmother—no, it's Mother Yu, who told me on her deathbed that you are waiting for me here, and that as long as I don't come to see you, you will keep waiting. Brother Muchen, I don't know why my memory is incomplete, I don't want you to keep waiting. In dreams, deep in memory...... In the vast desert, bow your head step by step, pray to the heavens, and make a wish in front of the Buddha...... I clearly know that I have a wish that I want to remember, but I can't do it. ”

The traitorous Lin Mansion, the hatred-filled Lin Sirou, and the innocently killed Princess of the Yan Kingdom...... Liu Muchen remembered, remembered clearly.

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry. You are only half a soul, so your memories are incomplete no matter when, no matter how many times you are reincarnated. It is neither possible to erase it all, nor to recall it all. The other half of your soul can't come back, and for 1,600 years, I've been running around looking for a way to restore my soul, but to no avail. If you could, I wish you didn't have any memories and wouldn't have found me......"

In the desert at night, the wind is strong and the leaves of the linden trees rustle. This situation was like the first time they met in the desert, but at that time, there was no Bodhi tree, no this Zen temple. That night, all I had was a piano, a pot of wine, and Mo Qiqiu.

"In your previous life, your name was 'Mo Ruxue', and I like to call you 'Xiaoxue', because you told me personally, you said, you only like to call you like to be called by the closest people. I thought I would be with you for a long time, but the world is unpredictable," he took out a lot ......of old letterheads, and said, "I have collected all the letters about you, because I am afraid, afraid that when I see you, I will not know how to tell you." ”

A thousand words, unspeakable, bitter, this is the feeling, right? In his previous life, he lied to her once, and in this life, he lied to her again. Will she hate him even more?

Xin Xue took a lamp, lit the candle, and hesitantly opened the letterhead. The mystery of many years is about to be solved, but she suddenly has some reluctance in her heart, as if she knows the answer, she will lose the puzzle.

A crescent moon hung low in the sky, staring indifferently at the lonely monastery. The west wind howls, oppresses, kills. The whole desert is filled with desolation. The solitary Bodhi guards the temple and seems to be looking forward to returning to 1,600 years ago.