"Don't be so surprised! The man's name is Mu Xuan, and the guard next to him is called Lei, I met bandits on the way here, and they saved me!" Gu Ruoxi said one by one, but omitted some things in the middle, such as that he would attract bandits because he was too show-off, otherwise who would target you is nothing more than the gold on his waist.

Qingqian pursed his mouth and said, "I didn't expect that hypocrite to be a very good person!"

Qing Qian should have been angry, but when he heard that Mu Xuan had saved Gu Ruoxi, he was not as angry as before, since this was the case, there was no need for his hatred, after all, they saved their most beloved apprentice.

Seeing the shallow complexion, Gu Ruoxi knew that the shallow had already let go, and he was always invisibly indebted, and he owed the shallow a favor.

The two walked back holding hands, at first Gu Ruoxi was going to have a good talk with Qi Niang, who knew that Mu Xuan would be here, probably to see Gu Ruoxi in the grave, but he didn't expect that Pingshui would have such a heart.

Qingqian, who returned to the room, didn't want to sleep, so she had to rely on Gu Ruoxi to tell her those things in modern times, and she had no choice but to tell her a mythical story:

I heard that there are many flowers on the side of the bridge leading to the Nai Ho Bridge, red like blood, which should represent the end of a life! However, this flower that symbolizes death has a very beautiful name - Manju Sawa is also known as the flower of the other side.

Legend has it that this flower also has a very poignant flower language: 'The flower on the other side blooms for a thousand years, falls for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.' Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. I believe that there is a person in the hearts of those who stand here who can't let go.

"Xiangning, are you here again?" asked Meng Po as she set the table and sorted out her utensils.

"Yes! I replied a little mischievously, I have some sympathy and some respect for Meng Po, Meng Po is also a bitter person, for a promise, unwilling to reincarnate, I have been waiting here for a long time, it should be a long time! I think yes, when I came, Meng Po was already there.

Meng Po smiled lightly and continued to organize her things.

I walked to the bridge with lotus steps, looking at the gorgeous flowers in front of me, my heart was full of anticipation, this must have passed another thousand years! To be honest, I don't know how many thousand years it is, but I know that I have been here many times, but every time, it is empty.

I got on my knees with my feet and begged the Buddha, "O Buddha, let me meet the person in my heart! I don't know who he is, but I know that he is very important to me!!!

After speaking the pleading words sincerely, he slowly got up and walked to Meng Po's side, and said, "Meng Po, how many people have come to drink this soup today?"

Meng Po's gray hair hung down on her cheeks covered with traces of time, although I ask this every year, Meng Po still patiently explained: "There are as many people who are hurt as there are." ”

I don't understand this sentence very much, I only know that there are many, many people, I nodded slightly, didn't continue to ask, rolled up my wide sleeves, showed my white arms, and picked up the bowl on the side to help Meng Po.

The people who come here to drink the soup are all sad on their faces, and their eyes are not the slightest bit angry, I know that the dead are probably like this! But I think they are not relieved by death, but they are more sad when they die, they have reluctance, resentment, sadness, and sorrow. Despite these emotions, they did not hesitate to raise the Meng Po soup and drank it, perhaps, they thought that they would be relieved in this way.

Looking at the people with joy on their faces, I was a little curious: "Meng Po, is this soup so magical? ”

Meng Po returned to me without raising her head: "Silly girl, this is Meng Po soup, it's like forgetting worries, I don't remember any troubles after drinking it." ”

I nodded thoughtfully, do you really forget anything after drinking it?

"Meng Po, I still don't want to drink this soup this time. ”

Just as I lowered my head to put the bowl down, a deep, magnetic voice came, which made my heart wave, and before I could think about it, it disappeared.

"It's you!Xiao Ying, since you don't want to drink, why do you come here every time?" Meng Po asked with some confusion.

Hearing this, there was a wry smile on the corner of Xiao Ying's mouth, as if she was talking to herself: "Because there is someone in my heart who can't let go, but she doesn't remember me, and I can't remember her, I only know that there is such a person in my heart." ”

Meng Po shook her head helplessly when she heard this, and said: "The seven emotions and six desires in this world are really tormenting! Since you don't want to drink it, just wait here! You see that this little girl also doesn't want to drink this soup, and has been waiting here for seven thousand years." ”

After Meng Po finished speaking, she pointed at me, I smiled lightly, didn't do anything, thinking of the seven thousand years that Meng Po said, I forgot it, I waited here for seven thousand years.

Xiaoying obviously glanced at me, with some tenderness in her eyes, I think I think I am also a bitter person!

That's it, but the bridge began to be a little lively, there was Meng Po, me, and that Xiaoying.

……

It has been going on like this for thousands of years, and today I come to the Nai Ho Bridge as before, praying first as before, and then helping Meng Po.

Today, I was a little surprised that Xiaoying didn't come, and I asked Meng Po with some curiosity: "Meng Po, where is Xiaoying?"

Meng Po knew who I was talking about, and sighed a little: "He, he had already drunk Meng Po soup and reincarnated a thousand years ago, and this young man finally figured it out." ”

Smack-

Hearing this, the soup bowl in my hand has fallen heavily to the ground, the broken bowl is like my heart at this time, staggering steps back a few steps, perhaps due to the weakness of my feet, I fell heavily to the ground, there is an incredible disappointment on my face, no, it should be despair, trembling lips made a voice that only I can hear: "Why did he leave, why did he leave for so long, he couldn't remember me for so long." ”

Meng Poxu was frightened by me, hurriedly walked over and helped me up, and said, "Xiangning, what's wrong with you?"

I don't know what I should say, only slowly shook my head, these thousands of years, what I want is his memory, why, for so long, not only did he not remember me, but he left alone.

I don't know when Meng Po had already sat me down on the edge of the bridge, but I was already sitting on the edge of the bridge after I woke up.

Meng Po looked at me worriedly and said, "Xiangning!

Is it uncomfortable to be heartbroken, but the corners of his mouth still tried to pull out an arc, and said, "Meng Po is not worried, I'm fine." ”