Migration boundary, across the river city.

On this day, the weather was good, and the Junzi Teahouse was full of people, and countless literati or cultivators gathered here.

An unknown shadow disappeared into the backyard.

The wind was warm, and walking on this path, Wen Wugui avoided the crowd and headed in the direction of that memory.

He was so good that no one paid attention to him.

After passing through countless lush trees, it has reached the boundary of the Junzi Teahouse. There are some nameless flowers that have withered along the fence.

He's still moving forward.

Until we reached a deserted yard, the surrounding trees were thin and dry, and it seemed that no one had taken care of them for a long time.

Few people have noticed that there is such a dilapidated courtyard in the innermost part of the Junzi Teahouse.

Wen Wugui was silent for a while, then picked up the key from his sleeve and reached into the rusty lock, and was about to open it, but his movements suddenly stopped.

The door was not closed, but it was closed.

No one knows about this place, except ......

He lowered his eyebrows, his body seemed to stiffen slightly.

"Smack."

With a crisp sound, the spoon fell to the ground.

Wen Wugui turned around and left, with his speed, he would be able to leave here soon, she couldn't catch up with him, there was nothing to worry about.

As soon as he came down the steps, he heard a voice from inside the door.

"The old man is here, why don't you come in and talk about the old for a while?"

The voice was gentle, calm, reminiscent of the sparkling clear surface of a lake in the daylight. But if you listen carefully, you will find that her tail note has a hint of imperceptible trembling.

Wen Wugui paused.

Old friend......

can only be regarded as an old man.

He lowered his head, and a subtle emotion quietly rose from the depths of his heart.

Those years that he thought he had let go, the memories of the dust, stumbled in, and he and she were both young at that time.

"Brother Zhu, when you complete your great cause of revenge in the future, and after the dust settles, we will go all over this colorful and mottled world and live a peaceful and tranquil life."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but where are you now?"

"Brother Zhu, don't you want me anymore......"

……

He wrenched away from his memories and looked up.

The sun was so strong that it almost melted his entire internal organs.

The moment he made a promise when he was young, he swore that it was eternal.

But at that time, I didn't go through the world, ignoring the cruelty of the world and the unknown in the future.

Wen Wugui stood here, separated by a wall from the man, and for the first time in his life, he gave birth to a kind of timidity.

In the past, he was very decisive in the face of life and death situations, and his heart had already been grinded to the ground. But when he faced her again, he found that he couldn't do it without fluctuations.

The bluestone-paved steps precipitated the light of the years, and he hesitated for a moment before stepping up the steps again.

How many years.

In my memory, it was a never-ending torrential rain.

Who's broken and fallen green jade wine glass, flowing out of the color of demonic ye.

Countless lives were lost, and flesh and bones were crushed like dirt.

Desperate howls and cries, the terrible light of the fire illuminates the corpses and bones of countless people.

Those scenes, spit out eerie letters in countless dark nights.

Obviously, he has already let go of it all these years.

But now, I think about it again.

Maybe he never broke free in the first place.

Wen Wugui lowered his eyes, adjusted the expression on his face, and reopened the door of the sealed dust.

The first thing that caught my eye was a moon-white robe, like a rippling cloud in the sky.

He looked up and looked at her.

The sun shone on her fair face, and the years did not seem to have left a single cent on her. Even after so many years, she still retains the shadow of her girlhood.

Unlike himself, he grew gray hair early.

Her facial features are soft and beautiful, but the look in her eyes is complicated, and when she looks at him, she is dyed with a few traces of frost and snow.

After a long time, they fell silent.

Except for the previous greeting at the door, she didn't say anything, and she didn't look up at him.

She sat by the window, the wind lifted her, and Jade Finger picked up the jade cup on the old wooden table, and poured herself a drink, as if she was the only one in the beginning.

"Long time no see."

In the end, Wen Wugui broke the silence.

The person in front of her seemed to pause when she heard it, she turned around, and the corners of her mouth curved into a mocking arc: "It's been a long time." ”

"Seven years, more than 2,500 days and nights, I thought you would never come back."

After she said this, she looked up at him.

There seemed to be a glitter in the bottom of the eye.

Compared to her uncontrollable emotions, the man opposite had a calm look in his eyes, and his previous tone was unwavering. is so steady, I can't see his fresh clothes and angry horses when he was young, and he is young and frivolous.

The woman looked at him for a while, but she couldn't bear to look at him.

That kind of look is really too vicissitudes.

"How are you doing, all these years?" She spoke softly.

"Okay." Wen Wu returned.

"You're lying." The woman looked into his eyes and said word by word: "I have always dreamed all these years, and the dream is the first time we met.

I still can't understand why you suddenly disappeared from my life when the hardest time had passed. The year you left, I sent people everywhere to look for you, and every day I felt like crazy.

They all say you're dead, and I don't believe it. ”

……

"I'm sorry."

In the end, Wen Wugui said such a sentence.

When the woman heard this, she did not know whether to be sad or angry.

She turned her head to look out the window, as if trying to dry the moisture from her eyes by the wind.

The first encounter.

This is a small town full of youthful vitality, with a picture-like spring scenery, bustling crowds, and vaguely hearing children's play.

Here are buried the memories of their beautiful youth.

It's a pity that time passed later, and everything was broken, torn apart, and a mess.

If that didn't happen in the first place, would everything have followed a more successful trajectory?

She lowered her head and ruffled her hair, hiding the complexity in her eyes.

"Today is your birthday." Wen Wugui said suddenly.

"So you remembered, I thought you had forgotten." The woman said mockingly.

Forgotten?

His fingertips twitched.

In fact, he remembered much more than that.

For example, in the stone wall under the moon that year, the two children who snuggled up to each other for warmth, or whose blood-stained white clothes were in the rain curtain, those words of "you go first".

In the difficult years, she was the only one who accompanied him and confided in each other for warmth.

People are not wood and stone.

It's just that once some time has passed, those words can no longer be spoken.

“…… Why didn't you say goodbye back then? The woman's voice was a little bitter.

Wen Wugui remained silent.

Half-loud, he spoke: "I'm going to do what I'm going to do, Qiyu, we're all growing up, and it's impossible for one person to stay with another forever." ”

"So what am I in front of you?" She asked with restraint.

“…… Friend. ”

A friend who disappeared for years without saying goodbye?

Maybe not even a friend.

"Zhu Xiuyun-" The woman's tone was full of anger, "In those years of us, did you really forget, or were you pretending to be stupid?" ”

This game is too real