He Xi walked for a while, and suddenly found that the cursor in front of him flashed and then disappeared. He Xi couldn't help but shout: "! Out of power? Why is it so unlucky? ”

He Xi sighed, patted his glasses, confirmed that it was really out of power, and then was about to take out the terminal to contact the town, when suddenly there was a gurgling sound of water in his ears, and he suddenly thought of the river that went around the town. He Xi's eyes lit up, clapped his hands and said to himself: "The water around the Zhenhe River should come from this stream, and you should be able to go back if you walk along the stream!" ”

He Xi searched for the sound, walked through a few patches of grass, and found the stream. There were patches of pink floating in the stream, He Xi reached out and grabbed it, and a soft touch combined with the cold and piercing stream came from the palm of his hand, which made He Xi's heart tremble. "Peach blossom? Will there be peach blossoms this season? ”

If you are an ordinary person encountering this series of things, you will get goosebumps. But He Xi is an atheist, and he just wonders why the weather system goes wrong. Why are peach blossoms blooming in early September? He Xi only felt that there was some unique environment in this place, and with a little curiosity, the ghost sent the god to go up the stream along the stream......

He Xi didn't know how long he had been walking, but when he came back to his senses, he was already in front of him. A peach tree, which is several times larger than usual, blooms in early autumn in early September, and four strips of red cloth are tied to the branches closest to the ground. Behind the peach tree is an old tiled house that seems to have gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes. There is a stone table under the peach tree, there are two wine glasses on the table, the peach blossoms move in the wind, and they fall down without hesitation, even He Xi, who has always believed in atheism, can't help but think that this is a paradise or a fairyland on earth.

He Xi walked to the peach tree and looked at the four red cloths hanging on the branches, the red cloths were different from old to new, and the latest one looked dilapidated, as if it had gone through a hundred years of wind and frost. He Xi looked carefully, and each red cloth had a font written on it from a different period. The ink on it has been washed away by time. He looked at the smallest red cloth of that year, and could vaguely distinguish that it was simplified Chinese characters, but what it was was no longer legible.

Just as He Xi was studying the red cloth, there was a sudden squeak, and the old door behind him was slowly pushed open, and an old man in white clothes, white hair, eyebrows and white beard came out. The old man was holding a small jar in his hand and walked towards He Xi with a smile. He sat down at the stone table in front of He Xi, opened the altar by himself, and the smell of wine suddenly spread. The old man poured two wine glasses full of wine without raising his head and said with a smile: "I haven't been here for a long time, young man, how about I take two sips with the old man?" He Xi was amazed in his heart, and remembered the famous sentence in his mind - "Walk along the stream, forget the distance of the road, and suddenly meet the peach blossom forest ......"

He Xi was stunned, and there was a doubt in his heart: "Lao Tzu, has you met an immortal?" ”

He Xi was a little scared, the old man in front of him was very weird, it was better to be careful, so he secretly stretched out his hand and pressed the watch, and a system sound came from the earphones on his ear: "The life detection system is activated, the automatic positioning system is activated, the emergency alarm system is activated, please cancel manually within two hours, otherwise the system will automatically call the police for you." ”

He Xi took a breath to calm down and asked with a smile, "The old man lives here?" ”

The old man raised his glass, sniffed the wine, and said with a smile, "I've lived here for many years." ”

"An ordinary lonely old man?" He Xi thought secretly.

"What about wives and children?" He Xi asked suspiciously.

"Without a wife or daughter, he is alone." The old man was still laughing.

The old man raised another wine glass and handed it to He Xi, "Does the young man drink?" He Xi looked at the wine glass, then looked at the old man who had already drunk a glass, and took the wine glass.

The old man smiled, got another glass, looked at the wine in the cup and said: "When I was young, I liked a girl, and the girl's favorite drink was this frost leaf red, and the wine she invited me to drink for the first time was also frost leaf red, at first it was because the girl liked to drink frost leaf red that I liked to drink, and the girl left early, and I was used to drinking because I was getting older, and I couldn't quit." There was some sadness in the old man's tone, and there was a hint of self-deprecation.

He Xi drank all the wine in the cup, not knowing what the old man was laughing at himself, but he still comforted: "The old man mourns." ”

The old man waved his hand, stared at the wine in the glass, and did not speak.

The two were silent for a while, He Xi raised his head to look at the old man in white, and asked slowly, "Old man, are you...... Still like that girl? The old man smiled and said slowly, "I have never forgotten." ”

He Xi was gloomy.

He Xi turned his head to look at the peach tree and asked, "That girl planted it?" What a big peach tree, a variety that I have never seen before. The old man shook his head. He Xi asked again: "Then how did those red cloth strips come from, I am from the Chinese department, and I can't even recognize some words on them." The old man got up and walked to the big peach tree, stretched out his old hand and took off the "youngest" strip of red cloth, and said with a smile: "I wrote it." ”

The old man leaned over, put the red cloth strip into the stream and washed it, four words slowly appeared on it, He Xi ran forward, and recognized the four words that had become clear from blur - lifelong favor.

"Invisible ink?" He Xi was a little surprised.

The old man shook his head and did not speak. He Xi's mind was full of doubts, and he was about to ask again, when he saw the old man wave his long sleeves and throw the strip of cloth into the stream. The strip of cloth went down the river and disappeared from He Xi's field of vision. He Xi stared at the red floating into the distance, and saw that there were wisps of black silk slowly dissipating in the stream at the end of his vision. The old man looked at the black thread, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, as if he had said something. He Xi couldn't hear it......

Before He Xi could speak, the old man asked, "Do you want to hear the story?" ”

"The story of you and the girl?" He Xi asked.

The old man shook his head, his expression a little bitter, and laughed at himself: "The story of that girl and the person she loves." ”

He Xi nodded, and the old man motioned for He Xi to sit down and asked, "If you only have five years left in your life, what will you do?" ”

He Xi thought for a while and then spoke: "I don't know, I can't believe the feeling that my life is counting down." ”

The old man said out of nowhere: "You are not as good as you in this regard." ”

He Xi didn't understand.

The old man ignored He Xi's surprised expression, and said to himself: "Some people don't have much time, but they just do what they hate the most, some people are obviously just right, but they are clinging to a person who will not return, and some people obviously like it, but they are silent because of the word love, and finally erase the humble love in their hearts." ”

He Xi was silent, only feeling that the old man was an infatuated person, but the old man's next sentence surprised He Xi. The old man spoke slowly: "This is ...... It's going to start from 2016......" He Xi's eyes widened and he thought to himself: "2016? More than a hundred years ago? He Xi was about to speak, but his head was dizzy, he slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

The old man looked at He Xi who fell to the ground, and laughed at himself: "This wine is indeed a little intoxicating...... That's right, the word love has always been intoxicating, and I can't wake up. After saying that, he waved his hand, and four big characters in ink slowly emerged, which were the four characters that he had about for the rest of his life. The old man waved his hand again, and the four words turned into strands of silk and flew towards He Xi's mind one by one.

The old man turned to look at the peach tree, and repeated the words by the stream that had not been heard by He Xi - the words are scattered, and the fate is broken.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands......