My life has been so long, and yet I am so poor. In order to escape the entanglement, pain and deception of the world, I entered the Qianjin Building alone, and the pawn was my lifespan for the rest of my life.

After that, there was no Zhuo Wenjun in the world, only new ideas. I can no longer stay under the sun for long, because I no longer belong to the earth. I'm dead, but my soul is still here. The Thousand Golden Towers are a magical place.

The maidservants in the Qianjin Building are all strange, Rao is no matter how noble she is in the human world, and it is the same when she enters here. Each of us has a new name.

For many days and nights away from Sima Xiangru, I stayed with them. Coincidentally, who will enter the Qianjin Building as a maidservant, who does not have a Shen Ke past. It's just that everyone will choose to forget, and no one likes to confide in each other, so they all keep silent about each other.

The world is full of twists and turns, and the change of dynasties has been changed several times. Sometimes when I open my palms and look at the veins in my hands, I can't even remember how long I've been in a daze.

I think I'm probably a very cold person.

This is manifested in the fact that I am too resolute in giving up, refusing to leave room for others, and refusing to give myself a chance to turn back. So at that time, when I found out that I liked Changqing, I decided to leave the Zhuo family and follow him. And when I found out that Changqing wanted to take a concubine, I decided to leave again, the difference is that this time I decided to go alone.

From that moment on, in fact, Sima Changqing in my heart had already died. The person who lives in the world is called Sima Xiangru, who has been famous in the annals of history, but he has left the scene in my heart.

The landlord didn't mention it, and I felt like I was almost going to forget.

But it turned out to be ...... Not really. I still remember him, a little bit, so profound. I thought I had forgotten, but I just found a place to bury it. After many years, I opened it again, and it was made more painful by time, like grit dripping on the heart/flesh.

The landlord wanted to go back to the Han Dynasty, and I asked her to take a look for me, and whether that person was doing well in the end.

When I came back, the landlord gave me an earring and told me that the rest of his life was nothing more than self-deception. I burned the jade pendant and went back to my room in tears.

Xinzhan looked at me in surprise: "Xinyi, you are crying, why are you crying?" ”

It's so rare that I want to talk, and there's only a new lamp here. So I told Xinzhan the truth about the buried past, and she was silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

Only then did she speak: "It turns out that everyone has such an unspeakable but unforgettable past. ”

I looked at her with a smile: "You are so quiet, you must have been a famous lady in the past." ”

"Not really." She also smiled, after all, with desolation in her eyes. "I used to just have a cup of tea all the time. You at least ...... Or ...... people"

I didn't ask any more.

People like us, who still look young, are already old enough to die quietly tomorrow. It's not good to bring up scars.

The maidservants in the Qianjin Building are not allowed to drink. Xinzhan didn't know where to find a pot of wine and two wine glasses. Passing me a glass, she whispered, "Drink." ”

"You're not afraid of Aunt Joan." Having said that, I took it anyway.

She smiled fearlessly: "Is there any place in this Qianjin Mansion that can escape Aunt Qiong's eyes, she won't care about us." ”

Truly. Aunt Joan looks harsh, but she actually has a different kind of compassion in her heart.

I used to be a bit of a drinker, but this time I got drunk. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Changqing again, and when they met for the first time, he walked gently from outside the door.

Changqing, we are all lying to ourselves. Actually, I miss you like this.

Xinzhan was also a little drunk, and he couldn't even understand the words when he turned upside down: "Actually...... In fact, Sima Xiangru came to Qianjinlou later...... It's just that the landlord didn't let you out...... In fact...... If the landlord really told you to go out, would you be willing to see him? ”

Have you ever been there?

My hand paused, and my voice was sad and hoarse: "When did he come?" ”

"What do you think the landlord is doing in the Han Dynasty if he has nothing to do? Not long ago, Sima Xiangru came once. "Xinzhan is really drunk, otherwise she wouldn't dare to say it so bluntly." He has been reincarnated many times, as if he has never drunk Meng Po soup in his life...... He's been looking for you. ”

I silently put down my glass, lifted the hem of my skirt, and staggered out.

The landlord was already waiting in front of the mirror, and she looked like she already knew I was coming for her.

Seeing that I was coming, the landlord sighed without a trace: "Come in." ”

The old mirror is smooth and smooth, the landlord raised his hand and waved, and the goose-yellow water lilies flashed and flew into the mirror with stars. After many years, I finally saw Changqing's face again.

He was the same as before, except that he had changed his clothes and his hair was cut short.

I saw him walk in step by step from outside the Golden Tower, and the lamps lit up one after another beside him, flickering with a strange soft light.

"I know you're Lu Qianjin." He was so straightforward, "With two years of life, I want to see Wen Jun again." ”

It turned out that Xinzhan said that he didn't drink Meng Po soup was true......

The landlord refused very simply: "She won't see you." ”

At this time, the picture was still, and the landlord turned his head to look at me: "Will you meet him?" ”

I curled my lips as if I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.

"No, it won't."

Sure enough, the landlord, you understand it like this. I miss Changqing, I still love him, but I will never return to him. Because loving or not loving is just my business, but when I return to him, I have to always think that I have been betrayed. I'm going to worry all the time, and one day Changqing will leave me.

It's better not to have it in the first place.

"He doesn't give up. Will always come back. ”

"I won't see him again."

I remember a poet who wrote a poem, even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. Our faces are still the same, but after all, they are very different from the beginning. What can I do if I see it?

So be it, it's better for everyone.

I didn't want to look any further, so I lifted my foot and walked out of the door of the old mirror. Su Yao was waiting outside the door when she went out, and she obviously heard everything clearly. When he saw me, his face showed a pale smile after losing weight.

"You're braver than I am." Her eyes sparkled, "I wish I could see him all the time, but he doesn't want to come back." ”

I felt a little sorry for her, and I wanted to stop talking: "Do you know what is the reason for him to return to the West......"

Silly girl, what if he is destined to become a Buddha? The saddest thing is not this, but that he has another love in his heart.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and took a silver MP4 from her sleeve and shoved it into my hand. Then he turned around, turned into a big white cat, and stepped on the cat step and left gracefully.

There was only one song in it, and a female voice came hoarse as soon as it opened.

When I heard the last sentence, I couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

Someone inside was singing: "It turns out that fate is used to explain that you suddenly don't love me." ”

When Changqing wanted to take a concubine, was there a moment when he suddenly didn't love me?

Changqing stepped into the Qianjin Building, and his first wish was to see me. After being rejected by the landlord, his second wish was to be able to ask for an afterlife.

He didn't know that I had no afterlife.

Lifting my sleeves, I quietly wiped the tears from my face and walked slowly towards my room.

The second day was a sunny day, and Changqing stepped into the Qianjin Building again. This time, the landlord didn't hide it from me, but called me out. I found myself so calm that I didn't even have a glimmer of stagnant water.

"Wenjun!" He reached out to hug me, but I didn't hide from him, and let him hug me.

His arms were so cold that I closed my eyes and sure enough......

"Wenjun, you don't know how much I miss you......"

I didn't have a chance to listen to the rest of the story. He looked at me with wide eyes and looked at the mirror in my hand. There was shock and regret in his eyes at first, but in the end, it all turned into relief.

"That's fine...... Afterlife ......"

A gust of wind blew out, extinguishing the candles at the door, and also blowing away his scattered soul. I was finally able to look at it all with a cold face.

How could anyone in this world escape Meng Po soup? Black and white impermanence tells me that unless that person has escaped reincarnation, he has not crossed the Nai He Bridge. They said that Changqing had been on the run for a long time, and asked me to help, and they wanted to bring him back to the underworld.

I did.

When the mirror of old things came to him, his soul began to slowly dissipate.

Black and white impermanence is very happy, they have caught a ghost who has escaped for nearly a thousand years, and this time it will be handed over to the underworld, not only for a salary increase, but maybe for a promotion. Staying in the Qianjin Building, they always have an unexpected gain.

The landlord handed me a glass of wine, and I looked up in surprise.

"Your current state of mind is not suitable for drinking tea."

I threw my head up and took a sip, the wine was so strong that I felt the fire burn straight down my throat and into my stomach. "Why me?"

As long as you have the old mirror, anyone can catch him, right?

The landlord still has such a beautiful but impenetrable smile on her face, she was born so beautiful. "The mirror of old things is not something that everyone can use, but we still have to talk about a willingness." She paused, and then said: "The most important thing is that the beginning and the end must always echo from the beginning to the end, which is a masterpiece." ”

She used articles to describe me and Changqing...... In fact...... It's really similar when you think about it. Our story has been in the history books for so many years, and who could have guessed that it would be like this in the end. Changqing, I want to believe that you have always loved me. But I don't want to believe that you've always loved me all along. At the end of the day, you really fell in love with someone else for a moment.

So, at the end of the day, let's get it done.

In fact, these things should have ended a thousand years ago.

Changqing, don't ask for an afterlife, just don't see each other.

Have you ever heard the Ten Commandments, first, it is best not to meet.