Frost in the air, sparkling on the curtain. The body is like duckweed, and life is like fluttering.

This feeling of loneliness is not nonsense, but Ah Qing is on a boat on the river at this time. In the room where Ah Qing is located, the light purple veil is overlapped, with a three-layer hexagonal brocade ceiling in the middle, hanging with golden tassels, and a moire entangled magnolia purple embroidered carpet below. Wooden lattice round windows, hollowed out to the ground. There is a plum carved tall mahogany case by the window, and a few plain plum blossoms are in the white jade bottle. From here, you can see that there is a terrace outside the wooden window.

It's strange, why is it the twilight of spring, and there are still plum blossoms blooming in the south of the Yangtze River?

The veil was lightly covered, and Ah Qing cautiously walked to the terrace, and saw that there was a circle of vermilion wood carved railings here, and looked up, but saw that the lanterns were dazzling, twinkling like stars; Wine ships comb and weave, back and forth; The strings of sheng songs are endless. It is the most first- and second-class rich and elegant place in the red dust.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the three-story painting boat where Ah Qing is located. The first floor of the corridor, red pillar light yarn, pink lamp brocade; The two-story incense house is elegantly carved and half-exposed. As for the third floor, it is where Ah Qing is. From above, you can see the cornices and angles, the carvings are intricate, graceful and abnormal, and the four corners hang a section of wind duo.

Ah Qing raised his feet, but somehow he was able to fly, and gently landed on the vault of the corridor, no shoes, his feet were slightly cold, and there was no one around. Ah Qing was stunned for a long time, and there was no one.

I don't know how long it has been, the lights are brilliant, and the floating world is prosperous. Empty.

The boat swayed one after another, like the cradle of my grandmother's house when I was a child, and the breeze lifted the floating tulle around the painting boat, and the river tide murmured. A few hangs under the cornice, and the laughter of Feng Duo was innocent.

Ah Qing looked up at the stars in the sky, the streamer waves, and saw the entire sky reflected in the clear water from a distance, dotted with stars, like a mirror. The heart of the river is vast, the universe is vast, and a small boat is like a distant star, shuttling between the endless time and space. How small a person is, the body of a mayfly, a drop in the ocean.

The sound of the zhengzheng piano flew under the body, like a ball falling jade, like a spring returning to snow. The sound of the piano fluttered between heaven and earth, making people worry and cry.

She slowly closed her eyes.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river.

……”

She was just a pure, wounded baby, unsuspected, abandoned somewhere in an unknown space, lonely and clean.

The swan song of the ages, the sound of empty valley feet.

I was confused.

When he was still unfinished, he suddenly heard a "fluttering" sound and flew out of a blue figure, it was Xue Ji who had entrusted him before, and the direction was to inspect the empty corridor from himself!

didn't have time to think about it, Ah Qing jumped off the corridor with a "sigh", came to the bow of the boat, and was shocked to find that there were more or less dozens of people on the boat, why did these people seem to appear out of thin air all of a sudden, and they didn't even notice it just now?

Under the cold sweat, how high is Xue Ji's cultivation?

"Come on! Someone robbed! An exclamation swept through the night, breaking the original picture of Yile. The second floor and the corridor suddenly had a lot of panicked sounds, under the cornices, Feng Duo's voice was exceptionally crisp, reaching Ah Qing's ears, the wind seemed to filter all other sounds automatically, and a clear back stood quietly on the top of the pavilion at some point, and the cold moon was full.

The lights are like weaving, and the prosperity is like a stream. The world can only stand still gently under his feet.

Yuebai's figure did not stay, he hung high in the air, and chased straight towards the blue road, but Ah Qing actually chased after him like a ghost, cutting off his way. The man obviously didn't expect it, but then he waved his sleeves, and Ah Qing's body fell straight down as if it had hit a spring.

Fingertips scratched, and between the light veils covering his eyes, I saw his peerless face looking back.

She fell into the water, like falling into the stars, like falling into the infinite time and space. Past, present, future. Where will your tears freeze.

The star-blue mirror was shattered in an instant, and the glass splashed everywhere. Underneath it is a concave notch sprinkled with stars, and every fragment, every splash of water, reflects a star. She was like a heavy discarded stone. The deep water is like night, falling, falling. She had never tried to open her eyes and see the starry sky above such a medium.

Where you come from and where you are going.

Push far, push far, push far. The world pushes it away. You are discarded. Past, present, you are discarded.

You will sink to the bottom of this otherworldly lake alone. You die here.

There were no tears left for that moment, because the silence and darkness that enveloped her were too deep and heavy.

You are discarded. Discard.

She wanted to close her eyes.

But look, look, the man who swam far away like a god, and his face was as bright as the moon.

The white-clothed water floats like a translucent cloud, and the long hair is as faint as ink.

He is clothed with stars and comes to save you.