June 19, 2011, at the same time.

Yin Yu came to the bus stop opposite Nanming High School, wearing a white school uniform, a black schoolbag hanging on her back, and her short hair was even more heroic, which couldn't hide the young woman's face.

Sixteen-year-old Si Wang was waiting for her.

Yin Yusheng approached as if he was leisurely: "Hey, you kid! It can't be just to see me, right? How was the high school entrance examination? ”

"It's not bad, I'm waiting for the results to be released, I hope I can reach the score line of Nanming High School and come back here to be your alumnus, what about you?"

He reclined on the edge of the stop sign, his open collar blowing the wind, attracting passing girls to turn back.

"The college entrance examination just ended a few days ago, and I think I'm going to Hong Kong."

"Huh? Why didn't you tell me? ”

"I applied to the University of Hong Kong and passed the interview." She was about to wander the world, combing the short hair on her head, "I am not suitable for the university here, I am afraid that even if I am admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, I will be forced to drop out of school soon, it is better to go to Hong Kong, I can be less restrained." ”

"So, I won't see you again?"

"I'll be coming back to see you often!"

She patted Si Wang's shoulder, also leaned on the advertising light box, and let the slanting sun shine on her face. Many high school students who have just left school, and there is no shortage of beautiful girls in skirts, cast strange glances at them, wondering how this famous tomboy could be with a strange little handsome guy?

Suddenly, he whispered a question, "Have you ever been to the witch district?" ”

"Pediatrics! Let me tell you, this area used to be a cemetery. Ruan Lingyu's tomb is under the witch area. She was a native of Guangdong, and was buried in the Guangdong Cemetery after her death, which was called Lianyi Villa at that time, which was particularly luxurious and was simply a free park. After entering the gate, you will pass an ant bridge, and there are many classical Chinese buildings, some of which are parked coffins, and some of which are dedicated to gods and Buddhas. Most of the tombs are made of stone, built in an antique style, there are stone tables, stone benches, stone horses, stone sheep, and a circle of stone walls behind the round tombs, which is a typical southern chair-style tomb. Some imitate the emperor's mausoleum, and there is a secret passage leading directly to the underground palace, fortunately, it is the Republic of China, otherwise it would have been copied and beheaded long ago. In contrast, Ruan Lingyu's grave is the most shabby, the tombstone is just over a meter high, and her last smile is on the ceramic photo. At that time, the entire cemetery was demolished, schools and factories were built, and the feng shui treasures of those wealthy families were all wiped out in ashes! By the way, the library of Nanming Middle School was actually part of the cemetery building back then, a temple dedicated to the spiritual seat of the dead. ”

Yin Yu said a little proudly, many boys and girls have early love in this library, but they don't know that it was once a scripture hall full of spiritual seats......

"Didn't you say there were people dying there?"

"Dead people? That's a normal thing, who is born and doesn't die? Hehe, so the last thing I want is a thick burial, and after death, burn the ashes and scatter them into the sea to be clean!

"Why are you so familiar with Ruan Lingyu's grave? Only those who have experienced it firsthand can do this, didn't you tear it down when you said '*'? How do you see that? Did you attend her funeral? ”

"Yes."

The eighteen-year-old girl replied neatly, which made Si Wang speechless, and after a pause, she remembered something: "Ask one more question - you said that in 1983, you lived on Sabbath Road in your previous life, and there was a murder in the house opposite, so that the building is still empty?" ”

"Yes, what's the matter?"

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.

"Do you remember a child? He was thirteen years old, and his grandmother was a servant, in the basement of the house where you lived. ”

"Aunt Yun's grandson?"

"Not bad."

"Yes, Aunt Yun is my servant - I am not a rich man, but I am in my eighties and full of injuries and illnesses, and the state has found Aunt Yun to take care of my life through the neighborhood committee in order to compensate for my grievances and sufferings. Her body is beyond ordinary people, and she can do any dirty work. She only has one daughter, who was killed a few years ago, leaving her alone child. I took pity on Aunt Yun and her grandson, so I took them in and lived in the basement. I have long forgotten the boy's name, but I only remember that he was very good at reading, and later he was admitted to a key high school. ”

Si Wang listened to all this silently, his expression was a little weird, and Yin Yu continued: "I watched him change from a primary school student to a junior high school student, and he didn't learn badly without parental discipline. I often see him in the basement, doing his homework in a dim light. He loves to read, and I once lent him a set of vernacular copies of "Strange Tales from Liaozhai". None of the children on the rest of the road wanted to play with him, and occasionally a few encounters would erupt into fights, and as a result, he would be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face. And he is just the grandson of a servant, how dare he come to the door to settle accounts? Aunt Yun is very superstitious, and she is always worried that this child has a bad face and may not have a long life in the future. ”

This passage made people more and more dull, and he quickly changed the subject: "I have been reading science books for the past two days, and I think there is no such thing as reincarnation at all, but some people will have a superpower from the time they are born, and they can carry all the memories of another person who has long since died. ”

Yin Yu's face changed slightly, revealing the old man's unique suspicion: "Okay, even if I have the memory of a man, the memory of a man born in 1900." ”

"In 1900? The year when the Eight-Nation Coalition entered Beijing? ”

"Yes, in the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu, the Gengzi Incident occurred."

"Do you remember that year?"

"Please, brother, I was just born that year!" She watched the sunset gradually rise on the horizon, and Nanming Road was covered by the golden sunset, and couldn't help but close her eyes and chanted, "Where is the Taoist priest who planted peaches, Liu Lang came again today." ”

"This poem is so familiar! Let me think? ”

Liu Yiqing's "Youminglu" of the Southern Dynasty recorded that Liu Chen and Ruan Zhao of the Eastern Han Dynasty went to Tiantai Mountain, went deep into the creek like a peach blossom spring, met two young girls, and welcomed them to their homes as guests. Liu and Ruan Erlang are like entering a fairyland, 'until the twilight, let each have a tent, and the woman will go to it, and the voice is clear and graceful, which makes people forget their worries'. They get along with the beautiful woman day and night for half a year, and finally miss their hometown and return. When the two went down the mountain, the village has long been unrecognizable, no villager knows, time has passed to the Jin Dynasty, more than 200 years after they entered the mountain, the descendants of the year have reached the seventh generation, 'it is rumored that the last world into the mountain, lost home. In the eighth year of the Jin Dynasty, he suddenly returned, and he didn't know where to go'. ”

"It sounds like a story from Washington Irving."

Yin Yu patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, you can be regarded as an old man's confidant!" Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty was demoted to the frontier several times, and when he returned to Chang'an for the second time, he was full of desolation when he returned to Chang'an, and he sighed that 'Liu Lang came again today'. ”

"You're also a former Liu Lang?" Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Si Wang apologized, "I'm too abrupt, right?" ”

"In the twentieth century, at the beginning of the Gengzi year, I was born in a dilapidated family of scholars, but fortunately I was able to leave my hometown to study with the help of my uncle, who was a businessman. On May 4, 1919, I was in the square, and I also had a share of the burning of Zhao's house. Unexpectedly, the next year, I went to study in Japan - by the way, have you seen Sora Aoi? Seeing that his face was embarrassed, Yin Yu waved his hand and smiled, "Now that I am a daughter, I am not interested in this at all." But in my last life, I had a bad relationship with a Japanese woman, and when I was studying in Nagasaki, there was a woman named Anna who loved me to death, and finally died for me. I can't remember her original name, she was Catholic, only her Christian name. ”

"You're so kind!"

Yin Yu's face turned red and he bowed his head in shame: "Therefore, I left Japan and took a boat to study in France." First in Paris, staying in Montmartre, then to Provence, lavender-scented Grasse. I was a classmate with Sartre in Paris, and I often saw Hemingway, Joyce, and Pound in Shakespeare's bookstore. I read the first draft - in front of Hemingway. I lived in France for four years, and it was a world of flowers, but I didn't want to waste my time, and I made the most fashionable and enthusiastic choice of the year - to go to Moscow! When I crossed the European continent and arrived in Moscow, I saw Lenin's tomb on Red Square and the red star on the spire of the Kremlin Cathedral. I was admitted to Sun Yat-sen University in Moscow and met my mentor and prophet. In 1930, I was implicated in an incident and was expelled from the Soviet Union, which closed Sun Yat-sen University in Moscow. ”

"You're back home?"

"Yes, but I have to live incognito, live in the concession, and if I am caught by the Kuomintang, I will go to prison or even be shot. I also couldn't join the revolution, they thought I was a traitor, Chen Duxiu's accomplice and lackey. I could only mingle in the literati circle, chanting poetry all day long, drinking and having fun. In order to make a living, I worked as a teacher, reporter, editor, and wrote martial arts novels for tabloids. I worked as an editor for Xiao Hong's "Life and Death Field", and a few years later I read her "The Biography of the Hulan River", although we only met a few times, but I really liked the Northeast woman, and I really wanted to write a book called "The River of Life and Death" in my lifetime. ”

"The River of Life and Death?"

"There is also Lethe water and Meng Po soup! When the Anti-Japanese War broke out, I went into exile in the mainland, Wuhan, Chongqing, Chengdu, and finally Kunming on the border, just like Liu Yuxi from afar. The Southwest Associated University could not tolerate my heresy, so I went over the mountains and mountains to Tibet alone, and went straight to the vast snow-capped mountains. I lived in seclusion for several years in a real paradise, and when I returned to the mainland after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I was in my forties until I met her. ”

"You mean—Miss Cao?"

"She's a brilliant woman, and I'm obsessed with her. But she is a married woman, and her husband is a bureaucrat, and she does not love him. In 1949, her husband abandoned her and boarded a ship to Taiwan, where she had the opportunity to travel through Hong Kong to find him. ”

"Because of you?"

"But I was a so-called traitor, and she was the wife of a Kuomintang official—she stayed for me, and I was separated from her for thirty years, and when I was reunited, I was over eighty years old, and she became an old woman. The old house I took you to was handed down by her father, and the state reassigned it to her. We live on the same road and see each other a few times a year. Hehe, that's fine, save each other from hurting each other. I have loved and hated many people in my life, but after all, my fate was bumpy, I didn't find a woman to marry, and of course I never left any offspring - this is the biggest regret of my last life! ”

"You want to have children?"

"It's better than being reincarnated like now, having a child who can carry your genes and pass them on to your child's child, so that your life is truly endless. My old age was long and bleak, and Miss Cao was the only one who could communicate with me, and foreign reporters would come to interview me, asking all the anecdotes of the big people who called for wind and rain back then, but I was bored. I wanted to die sooner, but I didn't expect to live to be 92 years old before I lay in bed and died. ”

"Living too long makes you desperate? What if you die young?

"Si Wang, you won't understand!"

"Last question, has your "River of Life and Death" been written?"

"I had nothing to do in Qinghai to write, and it took me thirty years to write it, and then I burned it down."

"Why?"

"Actually, every minute and every second of my past has been writing this "River of Life and Death", and so are you!"

The young man pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and clasped his fists with both hands like the ancients: "Brother Yin Yu, although, I don't know what your name was in your last life?" But we can become year-old friends, which can be regarded as fate in the dark. Tonight separated, I don't know when we will meet again, cherish! ”

She also clenched her fists: "Okay! Brother Siwang, I'm going back to the dormitory to pack my luggage, and there will be a date later! ”

"Just two glasses of water and wine!"

"More than 90 years ago, when I was about to travel away from home, Mr. Li Shutong had just shaved his hair and became a monk in Hangzhou. My uncle was his best friend, and before accompanying me to Beijing, Uncle Li came to feast for us and sang a song written by him. ”

Yin Yu said and sang this song heroically-

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered.

A cloudy wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight.

At the end of the song, people disperse.

She didn't say anything more, smiled slightly, and the man's sassy and heroic posture actually revealed a bit of alluring to the city and the country.

Yin Yu walked to Nanming High School across the road, and looked back at Si Wang without taking a few steps, but he shouted in panic: "Be careful! ”

A multi-ton earthmoving truck, like a runaway bull, rammed from the west end of Nanming Road.

The shrill screams of brakes didn't slow down the front of the car, and the wheels splattered with mud and dust, knocking her into the air.

She's flying.

In an instant, Yin Yu fell from a high altitude in front of Si Wang, on the hard asphalt road.

He was stunned by the sudden disaster, and as the girls around him screamed, he trembled and fell to his knees and picked up her soft and deformed body.

Blood blurred her forehead and cheeks, gurgling out of her mouth......