The mist fills the sky and the earth, and it is a shocking white, making people unable to see the way forward and find the way back.

Ah Yu stood barefoot in the mist, looking at this blurred world with a blank expression, when there was only a blank in front of him, it was no different from blindness, especially under the silent background, it was particularly terrifying.

She couldn't help but wonder how she could end up in such a place that didn't look like the world.

Just as the foggy road ahead is unclear in front of him, Ah Yu's memory is also blurry.

Sometimes she was a girl in a crimson embroidered twig skirt, calling friends at the spring feast, pulling the little sisters to play drumming and passing flowers, and occasionally she would stand in the attic and secretly watch the teenagers in the courtyard next door chanting poems, and she seemed to be looking at a certain teenager in the crowd, and it seemed as if no one was looking.

Sometimes she is a little girl, and her memory is stuck in the winter when she was ten years old, when there was a light snow in the garden, and she could hear the sound of people playing in the small garden through the wall, and she could only lie in the small attic, watching the candles dim, and the snow blue double embroidered flowers and grass insects on the top gradually turned gray and black in the room.

The intertwined and intricate memories contradict each other, and the back-and-forth of joy and sorrow makes Ah Yu even more confused about where he is.

Standing still, he didn't move for a long time.

Ah Yu suddenly felt a chill on her body, she looked down and saw the familiar clothes on her body, as if she had just woken up from sleep, the snow-white underwear was embroidered with purple Du Heng at the placket, the small patterns were put together, and the rounded arc added a bit of childishness. Reaching out to smooth the folds on the placket, a few blood marks inadvertently fell on the light-colored placket.

She looked at the extra wound in her palm in amazement, her fingertips lightly touching the flesh of the turned out, blood staining her fingertips, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

So what's wrong with her now?

Is it a dream?

Or is she dead?

He couldn't remember where he had heard it, and it was said that people could not see colors, smell smells, or feel pain in their dreams. She didn't feel the pain now, but she could see the bright red of her palms and the purple patterns on the placket, which didn't seem to have anything to do with dreams.

Ah Yu showed a thoughtful look, if it was not a dream, and she happened to appear here, it was because she had left the world!

Is this what people look like when they die?

Everywhere is empty, there is nothing.

In her heart, she was guessing aimlessly, but she felt a chill on her body, Ah Yu stomped her feet, she obviously had a set of underwear on her, but somehow she didn't even have a pair of socks on her feet, let alone shoes.

The fog in front of him gradually faded, and a looming path appeared in front of Ah Yu, the path was paved with bluestone slabs, and the spring flowers growing on both sides of the road shook without wind.

Maybe it's Huangquan Road.

Ah Yu glanced back, the fog behind her was still very thick, as if she could grab a cloud of white mist by reaching out and touching it, she shook her head and continued to look at the road in front of her.

She had heard Huangquan Road talk about Huangquan Road in the countryside strange talk she had heard, but Huangquan Road was close to the Lechuan River, and it was not spring flowers that grew on both sides of it, but Manshu Sawa, a magical flower that could recall the memories of a past life when it smelled the fragrance of flowers.

There was no wind in the mist, but Ah Yu's body became colder and colder.

She quietly moved her toes, took a small half step forward, this time it can be described as ice and fire, the foot that stepped out was like stepping on the warm fire, the foot that did not move was stepping on the ice, and then unconsciously, Ah Yu kept walking forward, and between the walks, she no longer felt the cold.

Passing through the misty bluestone path, the road ends in a half-moon-shaped arch.

The arches that appeared out of thin air connected to an almost abandoned courtyard, the walls of which were painted with pictures of fish playing with lotus leaves, and the orange-red koi fish poking their heads under the turquoise leaves, and the falling colors could not hide the sense of familiarity that came to her face, which was the brushwork that Ah Yu was accustomed to seeing in her father's study, and it seemed to be from her father's hand.

However, the inscription on the picture is a name that Ah Yu has never heard of.

The gaze shifted downward, and above the dead grass at the base of the wall, the ice and snow had not yet melted.

Ah Shen never looked back, because of the realization in her heart after she walked, in the meantime, she had no choice but to move forward.

Raising her hand and pulling the hem of her clothes, she no longer felt the cold, but her body was still unnaturally shrinking, as if something unbearable was happening.

The courtyard, which was clearly visible in the mist, exuded an indescribable temptation, attracting Ah Yu to come forward and take a look.

Standing some way from the arch, she could not see the whole view of the courtyard through the arch, but she could only see a bluestone path leading to the front, the sides of the path were bare, there were no flowers and trees, and even the weeds were yellow and rotten in the soil, and it was easy to distinguish them.

This is indeed a courtyard that is about to be abandoned.

Ah Yu hesitated for a long time, but still pinched the hem of his sleeve and walked into the courtyard cautiously.

As Ah Yu approached, the panic in her heart deepened, and her calves went weak, and if she hadn't grabbed the wall tiles protruding from the arch in time, she would have fallen directly to the ground.

The heart suddenly became empty, and the whole person seemed to have become a piece of flying flotsam, and after being swept up by the wind, he wandered aimlessly, unable to find a place to come from, and could not see the way back.

The small courtyard in front of you, when viewed from the outside, has been covered with wild grass, and you can't help but conclude that it has long been abandoned.

However, standing in front of the arch, Ah Yu could still see the smell of fireworks in this courtyard.

The door of the main house was closed, and the wooden window next to it opened a small crack, and the cold wind swirled around the room, and when it came out again, it brought a little fishy sweet pear blossom fragrance.

If it is an uninhabited abandoned courtyard, how can it bother to add the fragrance of pear blossoms.

Will there be anyone inside?

Ah Yu hesitated for a long time before slowly stepping forward and pushing the door open.

The layout of the room was something that Ah Yu had never seen before, she clenched her fingertips and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is there anyone here?" ”

As the words fell, Ah Yu soon heard a soft sound coming from the inner room.

It seems that something has fallen.

She followed the sound to the inner chamber and saw herself in the sparkling firelight.

The faded snow blue double-embroidered flowers and grass insect yarn tent is no longer as fresh as it was at the beginning, but it has another beauty in the firelight, but most of the beautiful things are poisonous, and people should stay away.

Ah Yu saw her other self sleeping in the firelight, and the flames that spread around her did not seem to cause her half of the trouble.

The intense colors gradually dimmed, and the scene in front of him gradually blurred, until in the end, only darkness remained in front of Ah Yu.

She opened her eyes in the dark, and what she saw was still the snow-blue double-embroidered flower and grass insect gauze tent, the unfaded gauze tent, still as bright as yesterday.

The wind and snow are in a dream, but the spring light is just right outside the house.