"Bone Elf, what do you want most?" is a question I've asked myself countless times. Because I knew the fate of fate early on, even if a thought in my heart was about to move, I would always choose to turn a blind eye.

The underworld is deep and dark, but it is the warmest place in my heart. The prosperity of the world has always brought me countless surprises. One life, one life, I don't know how many reincarnations I have experienced, how many reincarnations, but I am unwilling to float like duckweed, but I can't do anything.

Another March is coming, and the breeze is light. It is the season of peach blossoms, and the peach is dying, and pink is stacked in every inch of the vision.

It has been three years since I left Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty. Three years is enough for me to be sure that everything is really calm.

"Swordsman, the atmosphere is especially good today, you can show me the sword. "I gently held up a whole pink peach blossom in my left hand, looked left, looked right.

A peach blossom has its own beauty, and although the flower rain is different from that kind of delicateness, it has a different sense of grandeur and magnificence.

Peach blossoms are not my favorite flowers, perhaps because this body is made of white bones, and it naturally lacks the touch of a literati and inkman, and also lacks the sentimentality of a girl in a boudoir.

Wind and snow, I just think they are good-looking, that's all, they just fit the eye. If so, if I have to say something, I think my favorite should only be the flower that grows at the junction of yin and yang.

There should be many beings in the Three Realms who are extremely taboo about it, if nothing else, if anyone sees it, it means that life has come to an end.

However, there is no absolute life and death in the world. However, many people don't know this fact, maybe they are pretending to be crazy and stupid, or maybe they really forgot the past when they drank Meng Po soup.

It doesn't really matter. The important thing is that no one wants to make a complete break with the current life and this life, and simply break it off. It's all because they're thinking about someone, something.

I'm no exception. I like the other side flower, I like its poignant beauty that blooms to the extreme, every time I work so hard and seriously, I have the momentum of the phoenix's nirvana and return. Sometimes I feel that I have come to a situation where there is no way back, but there is a spirit of refusal to admit defeat in my bones.

Compared with it, Peach Blossom seems to be a little childish. But I, in the end, am just a mundane thing, and I, like other beings in the Three Realms, are thinking about someone, something.

That someone, with long red hair, never likes to wear it casually. In the eyes of others, in my eyes, he always tied up his long bright hair, even though he sometimes didn't care about his unskillful way of tying his hair like a flattened bun.

I've also asked, "Why do you always tie your hair up?" and there's another thing that I haven't said yet, that he looks good when he ties his hair up.

Someone scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and laughed: "Young swordsman, if you are chivalrous and righteous, you must always be a little energetic." Pulling my hair up high makes me look more energetic. ”

Someone probably doesn't know that the way he smiles is actually being stupid. But there are people like Zhou Yu and Huang Gai in the world.

Someone does something that I miss the most. In this life, when I first entered Chang'an, I remember that it was also around March.

My memory is freeze-frame, I didn't know anyone at the time. The rain of pink flowers fluttered and the endless peach blossom pink outlined a scene that I will never forget.

A red-haired young man, his figure slender, his sword constantly waving in his hand, a little brighter than the most beautiful Caixia in the sky.

Unfortunately, I couldn't see his face clearly. Maybe it's regret that always reminds me of it.

Someone, something, just like that, became an unspeakable longing in my heart. Because of this, every time I see the peach blossoms falling and forming a rain of flowers, I will always be slightly stunned, and all that comes to mind is the appearance of a swordsman dancing a sword.

My thoughts were already drifting away, and I only saw an extremely familiar figure in a hazy pale pink, which I couldn't see clearly, holding a sword and vowing to roll up a pool of spring water.

"How's it going?" The swordsman had already trotted to my side, and seeing that I didn't react, he deliberately stretched out his hand and shook it in front of my eyes: "Bones!

I smiled wryly, thinking a little far, and then I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time: "You, can you dance for me again, I didn't see it clearly just now." ”

"You!" the swordsman rolled his eyes, poked his finger on my forehead, and said angrily, "Then I'll dance again, you remember." ”

I smiled and clapped my hands to show the joy of my heart. It was true that he rolled his eyes, but his anger was fake. Someone's smile and smile can't be hidden from me.

The cold light of the sword edge was melted into the spring breeze in March by the rain of flowers, and every move and style complemented the petals flying in the sky. He has changed, and he is no longer the spirited young man who doesn't know how to restrain his edge.

A good swordsman should be the same as a good painter, sketching the green mountains and green waters under the stroke of the stroke, and the wielding of the sword blade is also chic and wanton.

He jumped high, kicked his feet on a peach tree, and flipped in the air with the help of his strength, and in the blink of an eye, the swordsman was already firmly on the ground.

He walked quickly, took my hand, and ran out of the woods that was fascinated by the rain of flowers. I feigned anger and shook off his hand: "What are you doing?"

His palm swept gently across my forehead, warm. To be honest, under the spring breeze in March, hot and cold are the most moderate. I don't need this warmth, but I still have a nostalgia for this familiar temperature.

"You must have forgotten, right? Okay, I'm going to meet at the Chengxi Restaurant today. The swordsman's eyes looked at my facial expression, eager to see if I was deliberately pretending or if I had really forgotten.

I turned my head away in disgust, not wanting him to see any expression on his face, because I really had forgotten.

"Hey, let's go, let's go. "I grabbed his hand in a hurry, and turning reactive into active was often a big trick to turn the situation around. I've tried this a lot.

Sure enough, the swordsman didn't say anything more, and we soon walked to the restaurant in the west of the city that was about to be abandoned.

"Yo, guest officer, it's you two!" As soon as a man dressed as a small guy saw me and the swordsman walk in, he immediately dropped the crackling abacus in his hand and came up.

This person really wears many hats, and he has to take time to greet us, and I have a little sympathy for him: "Boss, in fact, you don't need it, we have been here so many times, we have long been familiar with him." ”

The swordsman did not refuse the other party's kindness, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate, and snorted: "Boss, has your stage been set up?" ”

This is a very backward small village in the Tang Dynasty, and I even secretly wondered if there was no record of this place on the map of the Linglong Pavilion, which is known as the most accurate? The boss was alone in his early years, and when he came here, the entanglement on his body was exhausted, and it happened that the original owner of this restaurant wanted to prepare a dowry for his daughter who married far away, and in order to be as decent as possible, even if he was reluctant, he had to sell it ruthlessly.

In short, the current restaurant has changed hands, and the owner is the owner of the plainly dressed shopkeeper, the servant, and the cook.

Just like today, he also has another identity, that is, the protagonist on the stage at night.

At this time of March every year, a stage will be set up in this restaurant, but there is only one boss in the entire restaurant, from the shopkeeper to his subordinates.

The swordsman was indeed worried that he would not be able to take it well, but the boss smiled and added a pot of hot tea: "You are nobles, this kind of rough work, I am enough alone." ”

I sighed, took a sip of tea, moistened my lips slightly, and then said, "What a nobleman, just a regular customer." ”

I think it's probably because I've been mixing with swordsmen over the years that I've become more and more "sophisticated", but I don't think that's a bad thing. At least, it proves that I'm also human.

"Hey, a regular customer is a nobleman. Although the boss's words were stubborn to his own thoughts, judging from his words and deeds, he didn't treat us as nobles at all: "Two nobles, what else do you want?"

I glanced at the swordsman, this guy looked very wanton with Erlang's legs crossed, and I shook my head: "No, we'll wait to see you perform." ”

A year ago, I traveled here with the swordsman, not to mention how it compares with Chang'an, the richest place in the world, that is, it is worse than any place I have been to before.

But the disappearance and birth of fate has always appeared unexpectedly. This small mountain village always has a strong taste, which makes me very familiar and nostalgic, I think, it is the warmth of home.

To this day, I haven't been back to the underworld again. I don't know what caused Master not to allow me to go back, but he is Master, and I think He is for my good, so I naturally respect and abide by His decision.

Anyway, it's not like you can't go back forever. I am a member of the Three Realms, and when this life comes to an end, I will always return to Lethe and return to the Nai He Bridge.

It's just a pity that the red-haired boy in front of him, this stubborn someone, has gone through so many lives with him, until this life, he can be regarded as truly living for himself.

I have always been very clear about the truth that the Five Elements came into being. If it is said that the appearance of the Mandate of Heaven is to prevent Chi You from returning to the Three Realms, then, Chi You is dead, is it that the power of Yan Huang in the body of the Mandate of Heaven will also be dispersed?

We have no life, and it is only with the spirit of the two emperors of Yan and Huang that we can be born in these three realms. The primordial god of this life should be able to barely go through many years.

I pride myself on not having any people and things worthy of my nostalgia, after all, I am from the Yama Hell where everyone in the Three Realms is feared. Life and death have long been commonplace.

Only the woman who had been waiting for several years, Red Sleeves, once made my heart bitter, but now, she also got what she had always wanted, although it took a lot of trouble.

"Swordsman!" I whispered his name, I didn't want him to hear and answer, I was just afraid that he and I would completely disappear into the world, and I wanted to take advantage of the good time now, call him a few more times, look at him a few more times, and it would be worth it.

I don't want his eyes to wander over the other side of the stage, but his heart is divided into half of my energy: "Something?"

I was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "No, it's just that you are so fascinated by it, so I will disturb you." ”

"You!" he finally straightened up, stretched out two palms that radiated warmth and warmth, and crumpled my short, shoulder-length hair that was neatly groomed.

I knocked off his two palms, so angry and funny, I couldn't help but blame him, "Get up!"

Outside, the moon finally climbed the hill, and the stars hung in the night. Everything worked together so perfectly, but in this room, it was destined to be a supporting role tonight.

The red curtain slowly opened, and there was only one person on the stage.

The boss was wearing a long red dress, the eye-catching red could compete with the flowers on the other side, and some tassels were scattered on it. It's beautiful, I admit it.

The main makeup is still on the face, but I'm not that interested. The white powder was spread on my face layer after layer, and after careful eyebrow painting, the effect was that I couldn't recognize who this person was. If it weren't for his special stature, I would have thought this was someone I'd never met.

I don't really understand human aesthetics, but I know that this is the boss's hard work, so I quietly listened with my cheeks up.

The curtains are red, and the clothes are red, and although I seem to have a special preference for red, I can't stand such a long period of "showing off". Sleepy eyes and consciousness gradually blurred.

The babbling sound on the stage was sometimes far and near, sometimes high and sometimes low, and my head kept repeating the same action - the chick pecked the rice.

Until the sentence "Heaven and earth are the stage, and the dance is also free" sounded in my ears at first glance. I stood up abruptly, and only asked the surprised swordsman beside me, "Why does the boss want a man to dress up as a woman?"

The swordsman doesn't like to watch dramas very much, but he always knows more than me: "This is Danjiao, I think it's because the plot needs it." ”

The red clothes like fire in front of him, the sentence "Heaven and earth are the platform, and the dance is also free" in his ears, is clearly the infatuated woman in the underworld.

For a moment, I seemed to suddenly understand that this might be why the boss had to open such a dispensable restaurant alone.

Redsleeves and Ange must have been here.

That's why I love it. The companions who once fought side by side, the old people who were once deep or shallow, and gradually drifted away, now think about it, they are all like meteors passing by, brilliant for a while, and the past cannot be returned.

However, I think that those old people must also be in some corner of this world, like me and someone, trying to live a more wonderful life. Even if I don't know if this life will be the last life.

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