I think I'm dead, and I can't even feel the slightest pain. It is said that when a person dies, he will see a microcosm of his life. And in my short life, the first half is a broken blank, and the second half is like a book, up and down, regardless of the result.

There was the sound of horses' hooves in my ears, as if a carriage was rowing over the rocks, and I had to have a hard time with fate.

I tried, but my eyelids were too heavy to open them at all. The brain tries to mobilize the body's rhythm, but gets no response. I can only return to the original point of my body in this half-life-half-dead state and listen to the arguments.

I was supposed to be in a carriage, and it was moving very slowly, which was kind of cautious. I didn't feel the slightest vibration in my body, and I guess the coachman was a safe man. The wheels of the car crushed the gravel and the barren grass, these are the mountain roads that I was familiar with in my life, and the flowers and trees may have been sad for my death.

That's right.... Peach trees, and peach trees!

When I think of that peach tree, I can count it as a posthumous thought. I hope the pear can take care of it, and when it blooms, it will be a new story.

Once people are fine, their heads will start to think more. My mind flew out of the sky, imagining the next spring, when the peach blossoms were flying, and my boy took off his cloak and stopped here. That little piece of sky, a piece of land, I left it to him, to the end of the story.

That's nice.

Then, I fell asleep uncontrollably, shuttling through the various clips in a daze. I'm not sure when I'm going to wake up, or where I'm going on this journey, which goes on and on, like it's coming to an end.

Will I meet you at that end?

Gu Xin sat on the red-maned horse and drove the car restlessly. He had long hair tied up, wore a straw hat all day long, and covered his face tightly. From the moonlight to the sun, and through the rain, they have been on the road for three days without sleep.

He remembers the scene of that day vividly.

I wish I could have died in that fire.

Gu Xin's whole body was tense, he was very afraid that the people in the car would wake up, and he was afraid that he would face the past like this. He held the horse rope with one hand, and unconsciously touched the wooden hairpin on the crown of his hair with the other, as if seeking reassurance. The coldness of the object can bring him back to reality; People have hearts, so they are easy to fall into dreams.

What the eyes see is not reality.

The horses were reluctant to run day and night, and their eyes were already sleepy. It's just that its bitterness, tiredness, and all the unwillingness to be driven by it are not something that can be replaced by one or two roars that no one can understand. Ma Pan Bole, people and others are just deceiving each other.

The silent mountain road is disturbed by the people of the deserted world.

Soon, they arrived at their destination. Xiangyun Town is a good place near the water and mountains, the small water town is quiet and leisurely, and the people are simple.

Gu Xin followed the instructions and sent the group to the accommodation that had been arranged. He looked around, took a long breath, and briefly enjoyed this rare mountain and water beauty.

The wooden house has three floors, with a small vegetable garden, and it is quite lively waiting for the arrival of the owner. It's in a good location, and although it's in the lower reaches of the creek, it's not secluded. As long as you walk a stick of incense, you can reach the center of Xiangyun Town. It is suitable for both land and water, and there is no shortage of fireworks, so it is a good place to recuperate.

The house is fully equipped, even the tea on the table has been boiled. Gu Xin settled the unconscious three people and got up to go to the backyard to decoct the medicine. He never said a word, letting the smoke of the dregs make him breathless and blinded. He wanted to use this choking cigarette to cry logically.

The collapse of adults is always so careful.

Purchasing, decocting medicine, and drying clothes, he took care of the three of them day after day, his movements were so cautious, but his face was indifferent like a strange traveler. He looked at the thoughts that were close at hand, and even his hand was trembling to feed the medicine.

It was another night, and there was only one lamp in the huge room. The candle flame is desolate, who is it looking at in pairs?

Gu Xin walked into the back room on the second floor in the dark and sat on the edge of the bed. The moonlight outside the window was just right, and it stopped at the edge of the window, not daring to disturb the tranquility of the bitter couple.

In the dark, he could see my face clearly. He pulled out the crown of his hair, and the long curls of hair were finally freed, and they scattered everywhere, greedy for the moonlight of the world, there were no clouds or stars outside the window, and the moonlight eyes were full of them.

And he, still wearing a straw hat, held his breath, afraid that his turbidity would infect me. He stretched out his hand first, trembling his hand, the palm was covered with heat in advance, for fear of cold my face, and those five fingers suddenly became disobedient, and wanted to hit my face, but the brain was unwilling, the two parties had different opinions, so back and forth, he gave up first.

He took out the hairpin, gently tapped it on my forehead, and hurriedly withdrew it. The wooden hairpin was clumsy, connected to this heart, and accidentally plucked the silver bell on the hairpin, and it cheered for the arrival of the old man, and the old man just pressed the straw hat and fled.

The wind blows my hairpin, and it seems that it is just a big dream.

Rejoice, there is only one person left.

Gu Xin ran downstairs, only a pile of cold sweat remained in his palms, and he had long lost his enthusiasm. It's still winter, and he only wears a thin shirt, so naturally he can't suppress the heart that is about to come out. The moonlight disappeared into the clouds and swallowed Fang Cai's secret. The world is so quiet, so quiet that no heart can skip so passionately. He clutched the hairpin tightly and changed back to his usual appearance.

Early the next morning, Gu Xin received a letter from that person. The parrot tilted its head and observed his every move, and the glazed eyes were full of human coldness, which looked extremely strange. After two weeks, it was time for him to go.

Gu Xin fed the pill enclosed with the letter to the three of them, simply put away the burden and left. He was dressed in black, out of place with the heavens and the earth, only the brown-red hairpin sparkled for him. The green hills behind us are getting smaller and smaller, and we are still going the opposite way.

The parrot hovered around him, and Gu Xin didn't dare to look back. He didn't know how long he would have to wait before he could look forward to the next glimpse. Life comes and goes in such a hurry, and you can't even choose your own path.

"Xiao An, I'm leaving."

In the blink of an eye, the pill began to work, and the bodies of the three of them were surrounded by pale golden light, the wounds on their bodies were slowly healing, their complexions began to improve, and a sweet fragrance came to their nostrils, bringing hope to this body. The dead wood is rejuvenated, Hua Tuo is reincarnated, and this elixir also confirms the extraordinary life experience of its owner. It's time to wake up, too.

A month later.

It was early afternoon, and although it wasn't hot, people were lazy. A few days ago, there were a few light snowfalls, and the road was icy, making it even more inconvenient to walk. People are bored at home, looking out the window at passers-by who have fallen and quipped. The clamor on the street is much quieter, and the smell of roasted sweet potatoes alone can hook people's hearts.

At any time, people always gather in the same place, whether it is heating or chatting, they can only get used to it, and they don't know who this narrow sense of security is deceiving.

The hospital is a good gathering place.

It's not a big place, but it's quiet. Although the owner of this shop does not know the origin, he is a powerful character. There is only one attending doctor in the medical hall, who has never shown up, and every time he sees a patient, he has to drive three or two silk threads through a row of screens, and make some tricks that some townspeople think are nonsense. And that medicine is even more powerful, not to mention cheap, it can also cure all diseases, just such a treasure medical hall, naturally won the hearts of the townspeople in a month, and became a living signboard.

The construction of the medical hall is mainly bamboo, and the fragrance is also not greasy and fruity, which can not only dilute the tension of patients, but also cover the bitter taste of medicine. The medical hall is fully furnished, and the attitude of the nurses is good, even the elderly want to run here for the first time, and the home is quiet.

On top of that, the clinic offers free check-up experience activities every month. Wouldn't it be a pity to let go of such a good thing? No, you see, it's not yet time for the hospital to open, and the corridor of this medical hall is already full of patients, and each probe looks inside, for fear of missing himself.

In the museum, there are still two busy people.

"Girl, Fan Lang said it's okay, just relax. This medicine is only for soothing the nerves and for conditioning. ”

Sun Yun carefully tied the three pairs of medicines and handed them to the guests, and then did not forget to whisper a few words of comfort, and even the freshly boiled brown sugar cubes were pressed on the medicine bag and sent them out.

Her words are full of the warmth of spring flowers and summer lotus, and every word is gripping, which is an excellent soothing. It's freezing outside the window, and who doesn't want to find a new way to live here?

"Wang Caizi, this medicine is made into a pill according to the requirements, and it is convenient for you to carry it all the way."

"Aunt Liu, this pack of incense powder can only be taken outside, and it is likely to get better when you smell this pain."

"Childe's eyes are red, this medicine is simply bitter, and it will take a few more days to get better."

......

Seeing that the herbs in the medicine cabinet were gradually thinning, there was finally only a pile of cold utensils left in the lobby. The sun's enthusiasm slowly decreased a little, and he called the moon to be on duty. When the night came suddenly, the sky changed its face, and there was only a round of incomplete moon looking at the street blackened by it.

People look at the moon, and the moon looks at things.

Sun Yun finished counting the things in the library, and today's matter was truly completed. She went out of the alley, pulled the repainted carriage, and prepared to take Fan Qi home.

She walked this road many times.

The bricks and tiles in his eyes hide all the unspeakable thoughts of whom, and every grass and tree sees through the grievances that passers-by can't escape. She didn't dare to relax, for fear that this moment of tranquility would be broken.

"Fan Lang, it's been hard work today."

"Yun'er, it's all right."

Fan Qi walked out from behind the screen with a medicine bag on his back and a cane. He was dressed in a blue cloth coat, with long hair and a weak crown, and a faint smile on his pale face. His eyes were covered with white gauze, and he had a jade ring around his waist, and he looked like a young man in the world.

Before the night was deep, the road was empty, and occasionally a few conscientious shops still had a few street lamps, grumbling to guide the way to this bleak place.

"Da, da, da...", the wooden cane walked forward unscrupulously, and the two helpless figures were swayed by the wind, and the sky and the sky were connected into a pitch black, expelling the remnants of reality.

As the night wore on, the temperature became cooler, and Sun Yun clasped Fan Qi's arm tightly, the two lonely men trying to keep each other warm and resist the unknown danger ahead.

The night makes you unable to see clearly, and it is a person or a ghost who will accompany you for the rest of your life.

Fan Qi shivered all over, even when he was in the carriage, he was still shivering with cold. In the simple wooden carport, the soup lady who had been warmed in advance was placed in advance, but he only hid in the corner of the window, urging the horses to hurry home.

He can't stay in the dark, not at all.

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce, Sun Yun sat in front of the car, looking up at the boundless sky. The morning was too busy, and the sky could only be cut into pieces, fleeting in front of her eyes; And in the evening, the sky suddenly became much bigger, and could no longer accommodate her.

"The stars outside the window, are you okay?"

Fan Qi leaned on the edge of the window and leaned out a pair of pale wrists, as if he wanted to pick a star down and be with the beautiful woman. An inch from heaven and earth, the cool breeze swept through his hands, and ran to Sun Yun's sleeve to blow hot air.

"They're accompanied by the moon."

Sun Yun also learned from Fan Qi's appearance and waved his hand to the sky. Only the moon follows their footsteps unhurriedly in the huge night sky, and they can only do everything smoothly at this moment.

She knew that the moon was not alone.

Perhaps God heard it, and the ink pen in his hand overturned their original fate, and they could only watch the thick ink on the paper gradually dry, sighing that it was difficult to get it. The gods shed tears and sprinkled the sky, and the bright light peeked out from behind the clouds, and along this road that was neither long nor short, built an unknown magpie bridge. People will only admire the stars in the sky, and how can they know that they are the tears of God?

The joys and sorrows of this world never come alone.

"Yun'er, you can drive slowly, and stay with me for a while."

"Fan Lang, the stars in the sky are all watching, you are not ashamed."

"I can't see them, so I don't count."

The carriage understood it and simply began to stroll. Sun Yun hugged the single-sided velvet coat tightly, wanting to cover his heart of rejuvenating the dead wood. They are always careful to save their hopes little by little.

Since that awakening, they have been faced with strange stories, from nothing to full loads, and no one has regretted those countless nights.

"Fan Lang, I've always been there."

Sun Yun turned around, and Xinghe slept in her smile. The end of this road has also quietly arrived. The horse looked back nostalgically, but it was a pity that it was too late, and the sweet dream was quietly taken back by God, and the remaining fragments would turn into the dew of tomorrow morning, bringing news of spring.

"Sister Yun, Fan Lang, hurry up, I'm hungry."

"Look at Xiao An, I can hear her voice from afar."

"Isn't it, it's only been a few days since our Xiao An got fat and had to redo his clothes."

I held a lantern and waited for them at the door as usual.

Seeing these two men join forces to tease me, I made up my mind to steal their food so that one of them could be taken by surprise. I went to lead the little red horse and spit out my bitterness to him by the way, while Sister Yun helped Fan Lang and went to the restaurant to wait for me.

"I'm not fat, it's just that I wear more clothes in winter, and I look bloated. Xiaohong, don't you say? ”

"Poof."

I watched as Red stopped chewing and tilted her head to let out a mocking sound that I didn't understand. I can't believe that I have a handful of and a handful of urine (and don't) love horses so much that I actually look down on me with them. How can this world not be like this? It's just vexatious, no... Forget it, I'd better go to dinner.

"Sister Yun, isn't there a lot of people in the hospital today?"

I flattered Sister Yun's favorite three stewed vegetables in front of her, and the smile was as obvious as it could be.

"Yes, after all, they all listened to Fan Lang's reputation."

Sister Yun looked at me with a smile and gently wiped the rice from the corner of my mouth. I understood what she meant, and quickly took a new porcelain bowl and scooped a spoonful of hot soup, and quietly handed it to Fan Lang, who was eating with his head down. I pinched the tip of my throat and tried my best to tear away the smile, imitating the way Sister Yun usually spoke.

"Ahem, Fan Lang, then you must be very hard."

Maybe my strength was not mastered well, and the last broken sound startled Fan Lang, who was watching the play in private, and his hand drinking the soup paused suddenly, and the soup was scattered all over his body, which made people blush, and a little helpless.

"Ahem, it's okay, what's that, Xiao An, you have something to say."

He took my hand with the rag and got serious again.

"Fan Lang, I... I also want to work in the medicine hall. It's so boring to be alone at home, I assure you, I won't touch your herbs, I won't bother your guests, as long as you can let me go out on the street to see, I will be obedient. Also, how can you be willing to let Sister Yun be so tired, you have me, I can still protect you......"

"But I... Yun'er is really hard... That? ”

"Xiao An is idle at home alone, but it is difficult to worry about these furniture. She has such a mouth, don't scare the guests away. ”

Sister Yun was making trouble there, the three of us were laughing and playing, and Fan Lang was dragged around by me, and there was no way to do it. He knocked on the soup bowl in embarrassment, looking like I still want to see what you say about nonsense, and it has nothing to do with me.

I seized the opportunity, and naturally kept talking. Fan Lang is good at everything, but his ears are soft, if I work hard again tonight, maybe I will be able to turn over and sing tomorrow. When the time comes, when I go to the street, no one can control me!

"I collect flowers and plants at home every day, and I don't see you until the evening. If it's normal, I'll have a pear to chat with..."

"Xiao An, it's not early, Fan Lang still has to rest, the food is cold and hurts his stomach, you can go and clean up."

"I ......"

Sister Yun suddenly changed the subject, and pulled away the rag in my hand, and the smile on her face was gone. She was busy interrupting my words, and hurriedly helped Fan Lang back to the house to rest.

The wind sneaked in through the windows in the lobby, and it was a lot colder. I looked at the candlelight that was still burning, but the figure that was laughing with me was gone, and the surroundings became very empty, and everything could be seen clearly, and the boiling water in the stove had reached the end of its life, and it was silent after a few flutters.

I stayed where I was, out of place with the silence.

When people go to the tea to cool, the milk tea on the table no longer exudes a fragrance, and there is an indescribable greasy taste in the mouth. I picked up the oil-stained basin and bowl and went to the sink to do my work. As soon as I got out of the house, I cried because of the cold air on my face, and the water pipe was determined to fight against me, and the cold water couldn't be stopped, as if I said it, and I couldn't take it back.

Since I woke up, Senior Sister Yun has not allowed everyone to mention the matter of clearing the door again. That unbearable memory should disappear with the wound. Today, I broke the vows, so Sister Yun punished me to blow a cool breeze here. I shouldn't have been, even if I'm still dreaming, I can't bring others to the starting point, this thousand sufferings, self-inflicted, should have come to an end.

I often think, Sister Yun who has gone down the mountain, but she is still the Senior Sister Yun who protects me and loves me on the mountain, she is determined to forget everything, and just wants to use this skin for another life, but in this life, how long can I stay?

Oil can be washed away, but the soul can't.

The cold water hit my hand with no pity at all. I watched the plate go in with ash and come out white, and I didn't know if it regretted it.

I brushed them so hard that I didn't dare let go of a small corner. The grass ash brush made a screeching sound, as if it was resisting, and it seemed to be whispering to them for a short time, but it was a pity that it did not know that no matter how beautiful the love words were, they would always be buried by time.

If you are helpless, you have to find an excuse.

I was a little dazed, not paying attention to the cold water splashing on my face, but acting as a false tear across my cheeks, leaving a clear and visible mark. If they are fake, what excuse will I use to lie?

It's cold......

"Xiao An, don't wash it, look at you seriously."

Sun Yun put a cloak on me, closed the water box, hugged me softly, and blew hot air on my frozen red hands. She is still wearing a water-blue cloth skirt, just like when we met at the beginning of the year, there is always a smile on her small face, and the gentleness in her eyes is clearly visible, she still holds me like this, gentle and careful.

"Xiao An, it's my sister who is wrong, I shouldn't be angry with you, don't cry. It's my sister, it's not right..."

Her calloused palm rubbed against my face, but I felt a gut ache. The gentleness of the past was also broken by reality. I leaned on her shoulder and smirked as usual.

"Sister Yun, I don't have a good memory, it's okay, hehe."

"Xiao An....... That's a good thing... It's my sister, it's my sister..."

Sister Yun hugged me tightly and refused to let go for a moment. I pressed against her chest, feeling the strength of my heart, followed by sobbing again and again.

Yes, I can't remember too many things, so I won't be sad, I won't be happy, I have no worries, I will be carefree all day long, and I will live as envy of others. I'm so stupid that I really can't remember.

"Oh, if Sister Yun cries again, I will only remember your ugly appearance in the future."

"You stupid girl, I have to paint you ugly today to be happy."

"Sister spare my life, I don't dare to ask for this good skin."

I wrapped myself around her, tickling her heart. Sister Yun is upright, her eyebrows and eyes are supple, her facial features are small like handicrafts engraved on her face, and she is afraid that she will fall apart when she smiles. I envy the way she looks, and I envy this woman who deserves all the beauty in the world.

"Yun'er, Xiao An, if you blow it for a long time, don't let me prescribe medicine to you."

"Fan Lang is here, he really feels sorry for Sister Yun, look at me as a poor ghost, I can only look at it."

"Ahem... Xiao An, you are so sharp-toothed, I really don't dare to accept you. ”

I stopped laughing, my face full of disbelief. Sure enough, Fan Lang was soft-hearted, and when it came down to it, he still relied on me. He leaned against the beams of the room, thin and weak, as if he could be knocked down by a gust of wind. Even though he was wrapped in gauze, he could still hear his helplessness and doting.

The three of us looked at each other like this, and no matter how strong the wind was, it couldn't blow us away. This time, the tears were so hot that they destroyed my cold heart and filled the beauty I had hoped for day and night.

For the rest of your life, every step after that, fortunately, you are all here.

Scone House. Sure enough, it is a rich and illustrious family, even if it is late at night, this huge mansion is still brightly lit, and the figures back and forth are accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, so that people can't distinguish between reality and dreams.

He was wearing a fiery red robe, but he wanted to hide his nobility with a black cloak, and he looked at the vases and calligraphy and paintings in the room with disdain, and sighed again and again. The candle flame can only catch his shadow, and dare not compete with him. The parrot is stealing the forbidden fruit of humans, and only hates that there is no fake skin, so that it can learn the same way.

Si Kang looked at the two people who were comfortable in front of him, and only felt that no matter how luxurious his clothes were, he couldn't stop his cold sweat, as if he was going to die in the next moment, in this pile of treasures that no one knew.

He bent down and handed over a vial of medicine.

The parrot perched on Si Kang's shoulder, learning the laughter of the dancing girls in the gallery. This cold, almost mechanical charm, is terrifying.

"Temple... Your Highness..."

"Uncle Ji, I have a better show here, please Ling Lang listen to it."

"Your Highness... If the dog is at fault, you, you will punish Weichen. The dog is innocent, and he doesn't dare to collide with His Highness. ”

"Uncle Ji, I just went to listen to the play, and I didn't let him act. At that time, I can wait for Ling Lang to come. Without him, it's really ruined. ”

"I don't like to spoil fun."

The candlelight went out, and the night had just begun. Si Kang's shoulders seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he listened to the singing of the dancing girl outside the wall, and only hated that she didn't know the world's affairs, and only knew the sound of one side.