Mrs. Yue lifted the silk quilt covering Gongsun Ling's head, wiped the sweat from her forehead and cheeks between her fingers, and brushed her messy hair, "Are you better?" I came to see it a few times today, and you have been lost in your soul, and you don't say anything no matter how you ask, I really can't rest assured. ”

"Well, it's much better, don't worry, sister." Gongsun Ling glanced at the oil-paper umbrella, and when she met Mrs. Shangyue's sad gaze, she immediately came out from under the silk quilt, and her tired face squeezed out a stubborn smile, "Sister, look! Now I can speak, didn't the doctor say it before, it's just a cold and fever, and if I get a good night's sleep, I'll definitely be fine tomorrow. ”

"Yes, yes, Ming'er must be fine." Mrs. Yue could naturally see her stubbornness, so she also echoed her wishes, but still asked her to quickly cover the quilt, so as not to aggravate her condition if the wind blew.

During a few small talks, Mrs. Yue kept paying attention to her eyes, and sure enough, it was still the same as in the daytime, and her eyes always seemed to be inseparable from the oil-paper umbrella, for fear that it would disappear in the blink of an eye, so she asked her why.

Lifting the oil-paper umbrella, Gongsun Ling's expression immediately gloomy, although she hesitated, but in the face of Yue Linlang, she still told the whole story. It's just that she didn't know that when she was talking, the corners of her eyes kept crying.

"Do you like him?" After hearing this, Mrs. Yue wiped away the tears from the corners of Gongsun Ling's eyes.

"Like him?" Gongsun Ling frowned incomprehensibly, wiped the sweat and tears from his face with his two hands, and looked at Yue Linlang in a daze.

"Well, it's like me and my fourth brother." Speaking of this, Yue Linlang's expression flashed a trace of strangeness, although the beloved now lives under the same roof, but each other is no longer what they were back then.

Whenever they looked at each other, there was always a kind of helplessness spreading in her heart. Reality and memories are constantly entangled, once life and death, now it is close to the end, every more joy in the heart, there will be an additional point of unspeakable pain.

Gongsun Ling shook her head, she didn't know what kind of feeling the liking in Yue Linlang's mouth was. She was just worried about him. Thinking that he had forgotten some things like himself, that he couldn't find his way home like himself, that he was walking alone in the rain......

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't rest assured. The hallucinations in the high platform disturbed her heart even more. Even if he's just a ghost, she'll help him find his way home!

"Well, you don't have to think about it, it's just human nature." Yue Linlang lowered her eyes. Looking at the confused eyes of the person in front of her, she comforted softly, "You have a good rest first, if you meet him again, he still can't find his way home, you bring him back, and then I will ask Xiaochuan to send someone to investigate, Linzi City said that it is not big, and it can always be found." ”

"Well, thank you. Sister Linlang. Gongsun Ling nodded heavily and thanked him in a low voice, with tears still hanging in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, you're going to cry again, and tomorrow your eyes will be as swollen as eggs again." Yue Linlang joked, she knew that the girl in front of her was not simple, if she hadn't chased and beaten her in her ears that night, I am afraid that she really couldn't accept the fact that Chu Poyu had come back from the dead.

After comforting Gongsun Ling to sleep, Yue Linlang left the room, and it was already the third watch night. Ah Jiu, who was standing guard at the door, had yawned repeatedly, but he was still holding on to his body.

Yue Linlang didn't know about Rouge Lane, but when Gongsun Ling was tempted and lost his mind, he persuaded Ah Jiu to rest. Ah Jiu pinched his thighs to wake up. I opened my eyes wide and said that I was not sleepy, and I did not leave.

"Girl, girl, girl......"

In a hazy sleep, Gongsun Ling seemed to have returned to Rouge Lane, and the poignant sound of the guqin sounded in his ears again. Along with the sound of the piano, there was also the gentle call of the lost man. She opened her eyes and looked to the left, in front of the dresser, next to the oil-paper umbrella, there was the lost man in white robes!

"Childe! How did you end up here? Gongsun Ling kicked off the quilt, rolled over and got out of bed, and walked barefoot to the man.

The man smiled silently, and as he lowered his head, his slender fingers running through the strands of hair on her forehead. He then walked over to the bedside and picked up her shoes to put them on. Then he took her hand, took the oil-paper umbrella, and turned to walk to the door.

"Where to go?"

"Go home."

The man said lightly, Gongsun Lingben was still a little hesitant, but when she looked at that melancholy face, and saw that there was a deep dazed and longing in those bright eyes, she stopped talking and followed his steps.

The two held hands, held an oil-paper umbrella, and walked through Ah Jiu who was guarding the door together and went out of the Moon Mansion. In the empty streets and alleys in the middle of the night, two shadows, one high and one short, did not stop until they reached the square platform of Rouge Lane.

The sound of the guqin continued to linger in her ears, until she stood in the center of the high platform, Gongsun Ling still didn't know that she had returned to this place, and in her eyes, she could only see the figure of this white robe.

The man glanced down at the person next to him, and then let go of the oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The oil-paper umbrella did not hit the ground, and hung above the two of them as it did during the day, constantly rotating.

Gongsun Ling raised his head and followed his gaze, following the direction of the oil-paper umbrella, watching it spin wildly. The rotating oil-paper umbrella brought out a gust of yin wind and a scene of scarlet light like blood.

The light shone on the man's melancholy face, and his eyes were stained blood-like scarlet. I saw that his lips and teeth moved, and the corners of his mouth were originally faintly smiling, and he immediately revealed a cold and terrifying aura.

At this time, Gongsun Ling was still staring at the oil-paper umbrella, through the scarlet light of that scene, her eyes kept flashing messy pictures, and the sound of the guqin in her ears was also mixed with many noises.

"Childe! Run! Gongsun Ling shouted heartbreakingly.

It turned out that through that red light, she saw that it was the tragedy thirty years ago! She saw the lost man sitting in the center of the high platform, originally an elegant piano, but a dark shadow jumped out of nowhere.

A huge black iron chain slammed into the chest of the person who stroked the qin, piercing his body! Blood stained his white robe, he fell on the guqin, his eyes were still dyed with fear before he could be dyed, and the corners of his mouth were still faintly charming!

Immediately afterwards, Gongsun Ling saw that the huge black iron chain was shaking wildly, and everywhere the chain went, there was flesh and blood flying! One by one, the people gathered in the square platform fell to the bottom of a pool of blood with frightened eyes open.

In an instant, the high platform was already full of layers of corpses, and the bright red fresh flowed down the stone steps of the high platform, rushing to the four alleys that extended from the four corners of the square high platform.

Then, all the houses in those four alleys instantly burst into flames! The flames soared into the sky, illuminating the blood all over the ground more and more scarlet and terrifying. (To be continued.) )