On this huge floating picture, it appears as if it were a young woman.

With an oil-paper umbrella and a white dress, Qing Shui Hibiscus is like a fairy, but the sadness on her face is lingering. She looked into the distance, and that direction was where the floating life was visible.

She has been painting all her life, but this life has fascinated Tang Jin'er. She looked at it stupidly, and the whole picture seemed to move. She was in the middle of the painting, looking at other people's stories, and shed her own tears.

The vermilion wall encloses the blue sky as a narrow side, and the pavilions and pavilions stand calmly and elegantly. There is no spring wave in a pool of spring water, and the narrow bridge erected over the river winds through, leaving only a small pavilion in the center of the lake.

The woman sat in the pavilion, Yaoqin in front of her, playing the narrative with her hands, Tang Jin'er seemed to be able to hear the soft sound of the strings in her ears, but between the faint piano sounds, there was always an indescribable melancholy.

Watching quietly, the woman slowly got up and walked towards the red wall. The peach blossoms are in full bloom, it seems that you can smell a faint aroma, the swing in the wall, the beauty in the wall, and the lover outside the wall. A high wall, two hearts promise each other, and the two of them complain to each other like this.

However, the picture suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the beauty of the moment was almost instantly gone.

As a concubine, the woman was squeezed by the main room. In order to sweep her out of the house, the mandarin duck spectrum was messed up, and the woman was unable to obey the death, and the blood marks on the pillar were clearly visible. The ancestral hall was punished by kneeling until he fainted.

Ten miles of red makeup, two daughters married, the woman married a farmer in the West Village, and the sister married the lover who made a promise to the woman. On the sedan chair and under the Xipa, the woman couldn't cry silently, and she didn't get rid of the fate of being pulled into the new house until she fainted.

The husband is a gambler, the woman is desolate in her heart, and with flesh and blood, he has become all her sustenance. However, in the bustling market, the child crashed into the official sedan chair and was seriously injured by a kick, and the woman in the sedan chair was her sister.

The child's body was weak, and the healing was not good for a long time, and he died after more than a month, leaving the woman alone.

The husband gambled heavily and lost her to a sixty-year-old rich businessman for fun, and the woman refused to obey. Halfway up the road, she jumped into a sedan chair and fled, and was beaten, but fortunately, the lover who had not been seen for a long time passed by and rescued her.

I haven't seen it for many years, and things are not people. He is still handsome in the spring breeze, and she has been reduced to a wife, with a yellow face and thick skin. Looking at each other, the woman's suffering flooded under her heart like a tide.

I am most afraid of not seeing each other, and my heart is full of thoughts. I am most afraid of seeing each other again, and my heart is looking forward to the end of the illusion.

I want to leave, my lover is reluctant, the golden house is beautiful, the flower moon is happy, and the happy life seems to have just begun, but it ends so quickly and so urgently, it catches people off guard.

My sister came running, arguing, and in a moment of confusion, she was pushed down against the wall, and the weight of the force made her cry for her life.

It is said that death is liberation, but it is not. However, by the bridge, the woman was stupid and waited, and Shi Yang Shou waited by the bridge to see the last side of the man. Just for the sentence he said, "In the next life, I will never miss you." ”

has been born, the men in the Yang world are old and long, but they are full of children and grandchildren, but the women on the side are beautiful but lonely.

When I said goodbye, I was unrecognizable, and the oath of "In the next life, I will never miss you" was finally shattered by the silence that passed by the bridge.

Tang Jin'er saw the woman's life and burst into tears. There are many women in the world who are infatuated, but there are many loves.

This floating life made Tang Jin'er feel so distressed, Rao was also watching Beitang marry Tang Yan'er at night, and she felt that she had suffered much less than the woman on this floating life map.

Tang Jin'er didn't have the heart to think about why there was a floating life map here, and what did it have to do with her, she was just sad that women were sad, why did she want to ask for a plain marriage, but it was so difficult.

Women are like this, how can she not, thinking of herself and others, her heart sighs even more for the woman on the floating life map.

However, at this moment, the woman's voice came slowly, "Do you feel pain?" ”

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Tang Jin'er didn't even think about where the voice came from, and nodded again and again. After a moment, she suddenly came back to her senses and looked around, "Who are you?" ”

"Who do you think I am?" While speaking, the floating life picture retreated, and the woman who had been miserable in the floating life picture suddenly appeared and appeared in front of Tang Jin'er's eyes.

Shocked and full of defense, Tang Jin'er looked at the woman in front of her vigilantly. She couldn't believe that the woman who suddenly appeared was a ghost waiting by the bridge, but she thought that this floating picture might be her trick.

Reading Tang Jin'er's thoughts, the corner of the woman's mouth smiled. She was not in a hurry to speak, but waved her hand gently, and in an instant, the world turned into a nunnery again.

Where there is a floating life map, where there are eight gates, and there is just a woman with a smile on her face.

Tang Jin'er looked at her without blinking, "Who are you?" "Is it the teacher who hasn't shown up for a long time, or the desolate and pathetic woman? Tang Jin'er was unpredictable.

"You're right, I'm them, they're me. What is the difference between a skin and two worlds of wind and rain? Looking at Tang Jin'er, the woman bowed slightly, "Qianyue's rudeness, please forgive the girl." ”

Tang Jin'er frowned and looked at her, "Qianyue, I don't care who you are, I don't care what this floating hermitage does, and I don't care what you're doing here, now I just want to leave." Please make it easier. Speaking coldly, Tang Jin'er no longer left any room for negotiation.

Qianyue's previous life gave Tang Jin'er too many feelings, pain, and cherished it even more.

Between life and death, she is still so persistent in order to make a promise, so she Tang Jin'er was born and died with Beitang night, and she will be with her all her life, even if she has no name, as long as she has his love, why not?

Now, Tang Jin'er wants to see Beitang Night, especially if she wants to.

However, Qian Yue just smiled lightly, "Sometimes, it's not a good thing for people to be too persistent. ”

"Do you mean me, or do you mean yourself?" When Tang Jin'er heard this, she smiled lightly, "Do you want to show up and say the Dharma, or do you want to talk about the scriptures?" "White Head Yin" and "Floating Life Picture" are both great gifts from you, right? What exactly do you want to do? ”

Approaching Qianyue step by step, Tang Jin'er did not have a trace of fear in her heart. At this moment, she became more and more curious about how the woman with a sad face in the floating picture, but the woman waiting by the bridge, could become so indifferent.

Unveiling the mask of this shallow smile, Tang Jin'er wanted to see her heart even more. Is it already wounded, or is there still a glimmer of hope.

Feeling Tang Jin'er's inquiry, Qianyue was not annoyed. Facing Tang Jin'er's eyes straight, Qian Yue spoke for a long time, "Whether it is to show up and say the law, or to talk about the scriptures, Qian Yue has only one wish, that is, similar things should not happen to the girl." ”

A sentence that was neither light nor heavy, but it made Tang Jiner's heart tremble.

Something similar, yes, so similar.

Tang Yan'er's smug smile is still vivid, the scene of ten miles of red makeup is still in front of her, drunk like a mud idiot waiting for three days only to wait for an edict, the lover he promised, hit the pillar and died helplessly, how could she forget all this?

Where is forgetting, how can Tang Jin'er forget such a thing. It's just that when she saw Beitang Night, she didn't want to think about it. Greedy, indulgent, willful, maybe only once in her life, she wants to follow her heart.

Silent, Tang Jin'er slowly lowered her head.

She was worried, and she was also afraid. Qianyue's example is too vivid, so she can't help but sit in the right seat. She had no way to accept that the man Qian Yue liked passed by her, and how could she bear to give her whole heart, and in the end, she only got a piece of oblivion and indifference from Beitang Night.

Feeling Tang Jin'er's depression, Qianyue stepped forward slightly. "Scared? It's just beginning, and if you're scared, you can turn back. Waiting for Tang Jin'er to look up, Qian Yue's eyes looked at her without blinking.

Her bright and indifferent eyes seemed to have magical power, making Tang Jin'er unable to escape.

The chaos, the helplessness, and the apprehension in her heart could no longer be concealed, and they rolled in, like a surging river about to drown her.

"The spring of Jinyuan has passed, and the eternal sunny days should also be given to you by the Seventh Prince. Jin'er, I wish you happiness. ”

"Jun Wu joked, Tang Jin'er, you and Prince Lilan are married, it is not your business alone, but the business of two countries, which is more important, I believe you can distinguish it clearly."

"Beitang night, let me ask you one last time, is this your true words?"

"Yes."

All of a sudden, all the words and scenes of Beitangye's decisive decision before poured into Tang Jin'er's mind, making her head feel a panache that she couldn't stop.

Gently touching her forehead, the wound is still there, people say that the scar has forgotten the pain, but she has forgotten all these before the scar is healed.

Believe in Him again, what will you get? Tang Jin'er didn't know, she shook her head for a while, and her whole head was in chaos.

"Look, you're not sure, are you? The so-called floating life just means that this life is like floating in the sea, and when you meet the person you like, it is like he stretches out his hand and gives you half of the life-saving wood. You believe in him and rely on him, so you hold on to the wood, no matter how big the wind and waves are, you will support him, because you firmly believe that your love is unswerving and can reach the other side. And you don't believe him......"

"No, I believe in him, I believe in him." Hearing Qian Yue's words, Tang Jin'er's hand rubbing his aching chaotic brain suddenly let go, and he hurriedly spoke.

I don't know what is the force that sustains her to speak so eloquently, and when she says these words, she seems to be more certain. "He said he wouldn't fail me, and I believed him."

"No, you don't believe it." Before Tang Jin'er's words fell, Qianyue couldn't help but speak. His face was still calm, but his words were sharper, "If you believe him, you won't be disheartened when you see that poem, you won't feel sympathy when you see the floating picture, and you won't feel afraid when I dissuade you." ”

Looking at Qian Yue in a daze, Tang Jin'er was at a loss. Her heart was already in turmoil, and she couldn't tell whether what Qianyue said was right or not.

Qian Yue saw Tang Jin'er's heart shaken, and slowly spoke, "Put it down, it's easy to live, why suffer for yourself." Is it worth it to give your body and mind to a man who has failed you? People say that it's not the person you love the most who wants to hurt you, it's that you give him the opportunity to hurt you. Do you want to bear such heart-wrenching and heart-rending pain? Do you still want to give him such an opportunity? ”