The quiet jungle does not let in the moonlight, and the huge abyss hidden under the bluestone slabs is like the teeth of a beast.

Chunqiu jumped down without hesitation, and the moment he disappeared into the darkness, he snapped his fingers, and the faint blue fire light burst out from between his fingers, illuminating the broken gravel in front of him.

The abyss is far bigger than imagined, the small firelight is as weak as a thin firefly, Spring and Autumn struggled to distinguish everything around him, and the intermittent pictures slowly combined in his mind.

Something heavy was suddenly kicked under his feet, and he leaned down, a bronze candlestick that had decayed to the point of making a sound.

Drawing the light of the fire to the candlestick, the surrounding scene unfolded in front of him, and looking around, Chunqiu saw that there were more dilapidated candlesticks in the vines not far ahead, and he walked over.

When he opened the vine, he touched a slippery and cold thing in his hand, and Chunqiu instinctively wanted to retract his hand, but it was too late, the sharp pain pierced his wrist in an instant, and the warm blood dripped down the venom of the long snake to the ground.

The cyan long snake bit Chunqiu's wrist tightly, he pinched the cold snake's head and tried to let the little thing loosen, but the stubborn long worm seemed to be competing with him, Chunqiu couldn't, so he had to be ruthless, and with force in his hand, the verdant snake body was suddenly thrown out.

The green snake was smashed between the scattered stones, the pain seemed to make it a little dizzy, and it writhed its slender body twice in confusion, and it quickly burrowed back into the blue vine.

Chunqiu didn't see what kind of snake it was, his brain couldn't react, and he was already kneeling on the ground with his knees weak.

Sticky blood dripped on the stone slabs, tangled patterns on the ground spread beneath him, and Chunqiu suddenly realized that this was the place that had appeared in his dreams again and again.

The snake venom had already begun to spread, he tried to tighten the place above his wrist, but there was no strength in his hand, he could only hear his own clear and strong heartbeat, hitting his eardrum one by one, and the violent gasping echoed in the empty abyss, he tried to sit up and adjust his breathing, but his limp body was completely out of control.

The candle flame in front of him began to blur, I don't know if it was a mistake, he faintly heard a faint voice above his head, he grew his mouth and wanted to call for help, and the next second, the cold hands covered his mouth and nose.

Chunqiu saw the bare feet under the torn skirt, and the pale skin was outlined with strange lines, and he wanted to look up to confirm the face, but the strange calm had begun to spread throughout his body.

He couldn't see anything, and the moment his consciousness dissipated, his heart completely stopped beating and he died.

We are accustomed to the records of historical books, those neat and rigorous handwriting depicting the changes of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and we are also accustomed to the legends passed down by word of mouth.

But we can't find a word or language that can clearly describe every encounter and parting, when there are no stars, no mountains and tsunamis, no one even comes and goes, and the moon is full, when it is just me who raised my head, and you, standing in the retrograde time.

At that time, even you and I didn't notice.

Chunqiu, who had no vital signs, lay on her back on the girl's crossed knees.

The girl's eyes were covered with a red square scarf, she couldn't see anything, she could only use her soft fingertips to caress Chunqiu's eyebrows inch by inch, touch his slightly bulging collarbone, feel the wound on his wrist that has formed a dark brown blood scab, and touch the fallen candlestick beside him.

The sharp fingertips flipped suddenly, and the sharp mouth of the candlestick pierced into her wrist, and she pierced it deeply, even rotating the candlestick hard, so that the flesh and blood were separated more completely.

Blood dripped on Chunqiu's collarbone and placket, the girl hurriedly pulled out the candlestick, she fumbled to put her wrist to Chunqiu's lips, but the moment the candlestick left the skin, her wound began to heal rapidly, and in an instant, it was back as before.

Stroking her smooth wrist, the girl was a little annoyed, and once again she picked up the candlestick and plunged it in, this time, sucking on the edge of the wound.

There was no more time, the girl's soft lips fit the closed lips and teeth of Chunqiu, the rusty breath mixed with the fishy sweetness of blood, they fell from Chunqiu's lips, slid over the slender neck, slid over the clear collarbone, slid over the flat ribcage, where there was something that had just stopped jumping, and suddenly, woke up.