Time passed, day after day, year after year, Liqiong's death day was coming, and after marriage, Ye Zhichao and Xiaohong rushed to Pingqiao at Chengdu Passenger Station, which is Liqiong's hometown. In the car, Xiaohong's head rested on Ye Zhichao's shoulder, and said very intimately: "Zhichao, where are we going?" ”

"Go to Pingqiao and meet my godfather and godmother," after finishing speaking, Ye Zhichao's head kept looking out of the car window, and the high-rise buildings in front of him gradually moved away from him. Looking at the mountains, houses, and farmland in the distance, I feel like walking on this country road and experiencing the quietness of this place. It's like going back to your hometown to see the mountains and rivers here.

Huaikou Station is the place where Liqiong and Ye Zhichao are separated, and since then, Yin and Yang have been separated. Now that I am revisiting the old place, I am really sad. After getting out of the car, Ye Zhichao bought some dark money and paper money nearby and walked towards Pingqiao, standing at the head of Pingqiao reminded him of the past. Ye Zhichao took Xiaohong's hand and stood at the bridgehead, just like holding Liqiong's hand, looking at the Qionghua on both sides, like countless white jade plates, blooming so gorgeously.

"Zhichao, who are you buying paper money for? Has anyone in your godfather's family passed away? Xiaohong was very curious and a little skeptical. On the way, she didn't ask, and when she arrived at Pingqiao, she looked at Ye Zhichao and said.

"Today is the death day of one of my younger sisters, that is, my godfather's daughter."

"Today is her death day."

Ye Zhichao just nodded in response and said, "Hmm." Then the stone steps of Yanping Bridge slowly walked down, back to this crowded town, walked to the street and turned into the path, the green tile earthen wall, this is Liqiong's home. Liqiong's father walked out and looked at Ye Zhichao who was standing in front of him, Ye Zhichao said, "Godfather." ”

"Well," Liqiong's father agreed, turned around and shouted to the house, "Wife, Zhichao is here, prepare some good wine and food, I want to have a few drinks with Zhichao." ”

"Zhichao," Liqiong's mother walked out quickly, Ye Zhichao turned to look at the old woman standing at the door, stepped forward and said, "Godmother," looked at Liqiong's mother and said, "Now your body is fine." ”

"Good, good, good, we're all good."

Xiaohong stood behind Ye Zhichao and said, "Godmother." ”

Liqiong's mother looked at Xiaohong behind Ye Zhichao and said, "This is your girlfriend." ”

"We're married, and it's unfilial to not be able to invite you to the past."

"Old woman, what are you still nagging about? Go and prepare some good wine and food," Liqiong's mother smiled at Ye Zhichao: "Look at it, he has this kind of temper, don't keep standing outside, come in and sit, I'll fry some vegetables for you." ”

"No, you sit down, I'll go stir-fry for you, I like the kitchen," Ye Zhichao said with a smile.

The sun is approaching dusk, the autumn breeze is cool, the yellow sand and fallen leaves are rolled up, there is nowhere to talk about desolation, and thousands of miles of lonely graves. Ye Zhichao squatted in front of him and burned the paper money, lit it, the paper ashes rose and floated in the air, looked in front of him, and said, "Liqiong, I must be very lonely to visit you in the future for a long time." I know you're short of money to spend below, so I'm here to burn some paper money for you to spend. ”

Liqiong's parents and Xiaohong stood behind Ye Zhichao, and Liqiong's mother stepped forward and said to Ye Zhichao: "Zhichao, Liqiong, she has received it, you get up, she has a notice underground to bless you safely." ”

Liqiong's mother looked down at Ye Zhichao, who was squatting in front of Liqiong's tombstone, the flames slowly rose, and the burned paper ashes floated in the air. Then, Ye Zhichao stood up and looked at Liqiong's mother standing behind him, this kind mother always had tears in the corners of her eyes, slowly flowing down. Ye Zhichao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Godmother, let's go, let's go back." ”

"Chao'er," Ye Zhichao helped Liqiong's mother to turn around and walk back, looking back at the scattered paper ashes and lonely tombstones, and slowly left, the fire burning on the ground gradually faded, gradually smaller, only sparks flashed a little. In the depths of the forest, that is, in the depths of the darkness, a pair of white shoes fell in the hollows full of thin mud and water, and even the soles of the shoes were wet and covered with a lot of mud, the red gauze skirt and this red gauze dress, a red dress flew in the turbulent wind, red lips and makeup and long hair fell on the shoulders, pale and chapped skin, eyes stared at Ye Zhichao who had just left, his face was so stiff, he stood quietly in a dark place.

"Zhichao is a very filial child, there is nothing wrong with choosing him," Liqiong's mother sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiaohong, who was sitting on the stool next to her, Xiaohong just drooped her head as if she had something on her mind. Liqiong's mother stroked her head and asked softly, "Child, what do you want to ask?" ”

Xiaohong raised her head and looked at Liqiong's mother and said: "Zhichao said that Liqiong is his sister, but I never believe it, he has always said little to me, as if he has something on his mind and has not told me, what I want to ask is who Liqiong is?" ”

"It's right to say it's his sister, but can you understand him when I say it?"

Xiaohong nodded with a smile on her face, and said very shyly, "Hmm." ”

"Liqiong is his girlfriend, his deceased girlfriend," Xiaohong looked up at Liqiong's mother in surprise. At this time, Liqiong's father walked in and said, "Old woman, it's not too early to take them back to sleep." ”

The flashlight shot out, followed by Ye Zhichao and Xiaohong. They have a new house in town, a four-story building. Ye Zhichao turned to look at Liqiong's father and said, "Godfather, I'll sleep upstairs tonight." ”

"No, the murder room is unlucky."

"Good luck and bad luck are what people say, and being a man does not forget the old is auspicious. I think this can be closer to Liqiong, won't you agree to such conditions? ”

"Infatuation, you are really infatuated! Why bother when people are gone? ”

"I can't forget this situation, the separation of yin and yang is her death day today, and I am very worried in my heart."

"Okay, you guys go upstairs and go to sleep, there are very few people like you," Liqiong's father shook his head and turned to leave slowly.