The person who was immersed in the well was carried out of the well by the concerted efforts of the people, and it appeared to be a teenage girl, who was placed on the ground by the well.

The girl's body was a little white and swollen by the well water, and her body was already stiff, but a clear atmosphere of the ancient well diffused around the girl's body.

The faint goose-yellow skirt was wet from the well water and clinged to her body. The girl's jet-black green silk was scattered randomly, and the scattered hair covered the girl's face one by one, like a layer of hazy mist, making it impossible to see the flickering and dark face.

The girl's right hand was clenched tightly, as if something was shining in it, and through the gap between the fingers, something could be faintly seen shining in it.

Zhao Hong gently stroked the girl's cold right hand, and suddenly with a crisp "bang", something fell to the ground. Zhao Hong followed the voice and shifted his gaze, and a smooth one-yuan coin came into his eyes. The coin is engraved with a beautiful peony flower, which is sparkling. Zhao Hong silently picked up the coin, and the cold coin actually felt a trace of warmth.

Zhao Hong quietly watched the peony flower engraved on the coin, the color of the peony flower relief gradually changed, no longer sparkling silver, but gradually turned into goose yellow, and slowly turned into a girl's pretty face, just like their first meeting.

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Qin Xiaoniang's cheeks were slightly red, and she was also a little embarrassed, and she turned to the corner of the skirt of her dress with a shy smile, and a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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Zhao Hong, who closed his eyes, gradually lowered his outstretched fingers and shrunk them back, and then he covered his face with his palms and sobbed silently......

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"Zhao Gongzi" was accompanied by an inaudible flattery, and the bright red was transmitted from the earlobe of Qin Mi, who had just stood up, to the originally white cheeks like congealed cream, and the girl's shy body appeared in front of Zhao Hong's eyes.

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The shy and timid little lady Qin immediately lowered her pretty face, her eyes moved down to the pebbles in the gurgling water, her crossed hands and stretched out to the lower right side of her body, and her knees bent slightly to say a blessing.

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Silent tears flowed down Zhao Hong's cheeks again, and he slowly and silently approached the girl's body, for fear of waking her up from her sleep.

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The girl's head slowly tilted to the side, gradually leaning on Zhao Hong's shoulder. Snuggled in her lover's arms, the girl's long eyelashes flickered twice, slowly covering her big eyes, and her face was filled with a happy smile, as if she was asleep.

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Zhao Hong, who was silent, slowly squatted down, stretched out his right arm, and gradually approached the wisps of green silk covering the girl's face, his fingers were slightly bent, wanting to caress the girl's cheeks, uncovering the bunches of green silk tents. But his hand stopped a few centimeters away from the girl's green silk, and silent tears dripped down his cheeks, and his lips were tightly pursed, barely making a sobbing sound.

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"True love lasts forever, and one lasts forever."

The girl looked at the coin curiously and carefully, turning it over and over in the palm of her hand with her jade fingers, and a trace of joy quietly hung on the girl's eyebrows. The girl slowly held the coin with her hand, turned her pretty face, and looked at her lover quietly with clear eyes, as if she was expecting something.

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Zhao Hong closed his eyes suddenly, the tears in his eyes were squeezed suddenly, and two lines of clear tears dripped down his heart, leaving two tear stains, which were irradiated by the raging sunlight without a trace.

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"Forehead" The girl let out an inaudible snort.

Then she slowly, slowly leaned her wet hair on her lover's broad and powerful shoulders, and then slowly closed her eyes, bathed in the happiness in her heart

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Time seemed to stand still, and no one dared to disturb Zhao Hong, and he didn't know how long it had been like this.

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"Buy me some rouge gouache." The girl, who was completely immersed in happiness, closed her eyes and smiled and answered her lover without hesitation.

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"Let me think again。。。。。。" The girl's face with her eyes closed deliberately showed a look of embarrassment.

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The rouge, gouache, and the butterfly carved with it were placed in the girl's cold hands.

"Mi'er" Zhao Hong, whose face was full of tears, choked up and said these two words in a hoarse voice.

"What do you want-------" He gently put the step on the girl's stiff fingers, crying silently, Zhao Hong stared at the girl's quiet face.

"I bought it back for you from Shiyicheng...... Open your eyes and see. The girl did not answer her lover's call, her fingers were still so cold.

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The girl Zhao Hong gasped a few times in front of her, and then the girl who breathed a sigh of relief stared at Zhao Hong's eyes with a resolute expression. The girl with an expectant expression suddenly opened her arms and hugged Zhao Hong's waist tightly, and her pretty face was buried sideways on Zhao Hong's shoulder.

"Zhao Lang, take me away!"

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Tears of remorse burst out of Zhao Hong's eyes again,

"Why! Why, I didn't take her away at the time! Zhao Hong let out a heart-rending howl, and this miserable sound shook the sky, echoing in the sky of history for a long time, for thousands of years.

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The girl finally recovered from her terrible state, she turned her pointed goose egg face sideways, and turned her head to look at her lover with a hint of grief in her eyes. The moment the eyes of the two people met, time seemed to stand still, as if ten thousand years had passed.

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The sun was already setting in the west, and a bleak autumn wind swept past the girl with a few fallen leaves. The long hair of the girl who has been blown dry flows in the wind, like a fluttering soft veil, revealing the beautiful face of the girl under the long hair. Zhao Hong lowered his palm gradually, and quietly looked at the girl's face--------- sure enough, it was Qin Mi who had been looking for.

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The girl's eyes widened, her long curved eyelashes were still slightly upturned, but her pupils had been completely dilated, and her eyes were quietly staring at the sky, but they were lifeless. Under the curved willow eyebrows, there was not a trace of blood on her pale face. Zhao Hong only felt that his heart suddenly shrank, pressing himself out of breath, almost suffocating him. He finally slowly stretched out his hand again, and gradually slid down from the cold forehead of the dead girl like a breeze, and the girl's eyes floated over the girl's lips, and finally stopped on the girl's pink neck.

The girl's eyes finally closed, and she seemed very quiet, as if she was asleep, as if she was a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale world, revealing a little quiet in the cold.

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Zhao Hong gradually felt that everything in front of him was spinning, all the figures began to blur, and the scenery began to change from color to black and white, and from black and white to pitch black.

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The surrounding scenery had gradually darkened, and it was vague and difficult to see, but time seemed to have never passed from them. The orange-red sunset sprinkled on the two of them, as if coated with a layer of golden light, and the color of this golden light became brighter and brighter, bursting out with brilliant light. The two of them have been snuggling up to each other and snuggling up, leaving only the wide river flowing quietly.

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"Brother Hong, wake up." A faint voice came from the dark world, and Zhao Hong tried to open his eyelids, but found that the eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he had to give up this effort.

"Brother Hong, wake up." It was as if someone was stroking their hands, and their lips could feel the bitter taste of being pried open by something hard and flowing into their mouths.

The liquid flowed into Zhao Hong's stomach, making him feel a hint of warmth. Zhao Hong tried to open his eyes, and finally a bright light appeared in the darkness, and several vague human faces appeared in Zhao Hong's field of vision.

As time passed, the surrounding scenery and vague figures became clear, the ceiling was stacked with layers of thatch, and the house was not very large, which was the new house that the Baoji people had built for themselves.

The faces of the surrounding figures were also gradually seen by Zhao Hong, it turned out to be Wang Ming, Cao Peng and others, who were in a thatched house

"After packing up, let's go to Jinyang and join the army on behalf of Sima Zhangyang." The weak Zhao Hong was struggling and said.

"Okay." Cao Peng, Wang Ming, and others agreed with Shi Chang's opinion at the same time. Liu Song, who said cool things last time, did not object, and acquiesced in everyone's opinions.

After all, all the relatives died tragically here, and no one wanted to continue to live in Baoji Village, where countless souls were wronged-------- and endure torture all the time in this sad place. On the other hand, this painful lesson also made everyone see that in troubled times, without the protection of the army, they are lambs to be slaughtered, so it is rare to agree with Shi Chang's opinion.

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The people who were slaughtered have all been gathered into the museum. Zhao Hong and others buried most of the people in a collective cemetery three miles east of Baoji Village. And Qin Mi was buried in the weeping willow forest by the river------- and the two spent a good time together.

Zhao Hong put the rouge gouache and step shake in the girl's coffin, as a burial object with the burial, and the one-yuan coin was Zhao Hong attached to his body, only in this way can he feel the warmth of the girl's palm at all times, feel the girl's body temperature, feel the girl's heart......

When the last shovel of sealed soil was filled, Zhao Hong, who had his head down, kept kneeling in front of Qin Mi's tombstone, unwilling to leave for a long time. I don't know how long it took like this, Wang Ming's voice came from behind Zhao Hong.

"Brother Hong, the convoy is ready and is about to leave."

Zhao Hong kowtowed to the tombstone three times, and then Zhao Hong, who had a little tears in his eyes, turned around with a resolute expression and strode onto the ox cart.

The convoy of dozens of people gradually drove out of the weeping willow forest next to the river, and Zhao Hong, who was sitting in the ox cart, looked back at the weeping willow forest.

The weeping willows by the river are like beautiful maidens, using the natural clean hair on the front of the river to dress up their language. A breeze blew, and the willow branches swayed gently with the wind. As the convoy gradually moved away, the weeping willow forest by the river gradually blurred in the sight of the eyes full of tears, it was mostly a flickering illusion in memory, in the shadow of the weeping willow forest, you could vaguely see a goose-yellow shadow waving to himself......

Zhao Hong turned his gaze to the front again, but the tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, like a flood that broke the embankment, pouring out for thousands of miles.

The convoy disappeared along the official road into the mountains of Jingcheng to the west......

The eternal river is still flowing quietly, flowing quietly with a gust of breeze.

Later, according to local legends, every evening when the sun sets, a beautiful girl wearing a goose-yellow skirt often appears in the reflection of the weeping willows on the riverside on the water.

The girl in the reflection always sits on the bank of the river, or frowns, and looks silently with her head down, silently flowing in the river; Or raise your expectant gaze and look at the distant mountains with a resolute expression. The girl's expression and demeanor seem to be waiting for the return of her lover.

No matter what the future holds, whether it is a blessing or a curse, joy or sorrow, she will still quietly wait for the person she loves by the river, pray silently for him, and bless him silently......