Xihecheng Street is a famous street in Makijo, which is said to have a history of more than 1,000 years. It has undergone many renovations and still retains its original old style, and the surrounding buildings and scenery are beautiful.

After reaching the destination, Ji Qingsang found that it was full of lanterns and lively. Most of the small traders follow the dress of the old times, and it makes people feel like they have traveled back in time to a thousand years ago.

After inquiry, Ji Qingsang learned that today was the lantern festival on Xihecheng Street.

Ji Hesheng led her to walk around the street casually, and she didn't let go of her hand during the period.

Feeling some sweat stains in his palm, Ji Qingsang wanted to shake off his hand, but he didn't succeed.

"Ji Hesheng......" she shouted behind him, but Ji Hesheng only pulled her forward.

"Ji Hesheng ......" she called again, and Ji Hesheng stopped to look at her.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his face pale.

"My palms are sweaty, you let go first." Ji Qingsang struggled again.

Ji Hesheng stared and thought for a few seconds, then agreed with her words and let go of her, "Then you follow me well." ”

Ji Qingsang nodded obediently.

"Girl, buy a rabbit lantern!" An old woman handed the lamp directly to Ji Qingsang and shook it, and said with a smile.

Ji Qingsang's eyes looked at it without blinking, it was a very cute rabbit lamp, the old woman's craftsmanship was very good, and she was vivid.

"Take the rabbit lantern and make a wish, and the wish will definitely come true." The old woman continued.

Ji Qingsang lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice, "I don't have any wishes to make." ”

"How could it not be?" The old woman asked incredulously.

Ji Qingsang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Even if there is, it won't come true just because of a wish." ”

Her only wish is to hope that Xiaoxiao is still alive, but she knows that this is impossible to achieve.

"Do you like it?" Ji Hesheng didn't know when he stood beside her, looked at the rabbit lamp and asked.

"Boy, buy one for your girlfriend! I saw how she liked it. The old woman was selling to Ji Hesheng again.

Without waiting for Ji Qingsang to speak, Ji Hesheng consciously took out his wallet, took out a few hundred and handed them to the old woman.

The old woman hurriedly waved her hand, "You don't need so much." ”

"How much does that need?" Ji Hesheng asked, twisting his brows, puzzled.

"Just give me one, and I'll find you twenty dollars." The old woman took the money from Ji Hesheng's hand, and rummaged through the change bag in her hand to find money for Ji Hesheng.

"Mother-in-law, don't look for it." Ji Hesheng said, and then handed the rabbit lamp to Ji Qingsang.

Ji Qingsang didn't answer, just looked at him blankly.

"Don't like it? Then I'll ......" made a gesture to throw away the rabbit lamp in his hand, and Ji Qingsang hurriedly took it.

"Don't spoil the old woman's mind." After she finished speaking, she walked towards the front with the rabbit lamp, and Ji Hesheng looked at her back and smiled gently.

"What a blessing the lad." The old woman gave Ji Hesheng a thumbs up and praised, "The girl will be happy for the rest of her life with you." ”

"Will it?" Passing between his eyebrows, Ji Hesheng said softly.

"Definitely." The old woman was still smiling, she pointed to the bridge opposite, and said to Ji Hesheng, "The bridge on the other side is called Lingxi Bridge, if you are not sure about your future, you can buy a red rope engraved with the names of both parties and hang it, and promise to be together for the rest of your life." ”

Ji Hesheng looked towards the place she pointed, and there were many people standing on it, as if they were tying something.

"Is it that spiritual?" Ji Hesheng smiled slightly, his star-like eyes were deep and shallow.

"Have you ever heard the story of Ananda, a disciple of the Buddha?" The old woman seemed to have some doubts in her heart and asked him.

Ji Hesheng shook his head, although he had read a lot of books, which also involved some Buddhist scriptures, but he really couldn't think of the story that the old woman wanted to tell for a while.

"Ananda met a woman before he became a monk, and since then he has been in love with her, and the Buddha asked him how much he likes that woman, and Ananda replied that he would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, willing to be blown by the wind for five hundred years, exposed to the sun for five hundred years, and rained for five hundred years, just asking the woman to pass by on the bridge."

"Mother-in-law, that's just a rumor." Ji Hesheng said lightly, of course he had heard this story, but he laughed at it.

"Although the rumors are not credible, people's expectations for love are true, and the Lingxi Bridge is the embodiment of Ananda." The old woman said earnestly.

Ji Hesheng was slightly stunned, he was not a superstitious person, and he only believed that he did not believe in heaven, but at that moment, an idea suddenly sprouted in his heart.

Tie their names to it and live a lifetime.

"Thank you." He gave a low thank-you and walked forward.

Ji Qingsang turned around and didn't find Ji Hesheng, so he had to stand in place with a rabbit lamp.

It's a bad feeling to be stuck in a crowd, there are people everywhere, but there is no place for her to belong.

There was a trance and uneasiness in the depths of her heart, not deep, but not hallucination.

It wasn't until someone held her hand again that the little coolness warmed up, and even the heart returned to its original place.

"Let's go!" He gently pulled her forward, this time slowly, as if taking care of her emotions.

Ji Qingsang didn't know what was between them, obviously she was shouting the banner of revenge, but she unconsciously fell into his gentle bewitchment.

Ji Hesheng has a kind of magic that can make her can't help it.

However, she didn't know that she also had a kind of magic power for Ji Hesheng, which was deadly.

Pulling Ji Qingsang to the side of the Lingxi Bridge, I saw a lot of small vendors buying red ropes with engraved names.

"Stand here and wait for me." He commanded, and walked over to a stall that didn't seem to have much business.

Ji Qingsang stared at his back, unable to figure out his thoughts for a while.

Looking down at the rabbit lamp in her hand, it was obviously something that children liked, but it appeared in her hand because of Ji Hesheng's gift.

The old woman said that making a wish on the rabbit lamp would come true, and she closed her eyes and said it silently in her heart.

I hope that Xiaoxiao is still alive, as long as she is alive, it doesn't matter if she is suffering for the rest of her life.

The silvery-white moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the river, weaving a sparkling wave.

She looked up and saw the figures on the bridge, laughing and laughing, but most of them were in pairs.

Ji Hesheng stood not far away, as if he was talking to someone.

She stood for a moment bored, so she walked towards him, and was about to call him, but suddenly someone covered her lips.

"Hmm......" In the struggle, the rabbit lamp in his hand fell to the ground, and then was stepped on again, becoming dilapidated.

Ji Qingsang watched as the rabbit lamp was destroyed, and his pupils dilated to cold.

It was the lantern she made a wish for Xiaoxiao, and it was destroyed like this, does that mean that her wish will not come true? Tiny won't survive somewhere in the world, she's really dead.

Her struggle became more intense, and then the person behind her whispered, "Stun her, save trouble." ”

Ji Qingsang was taken away like this, but no one found out. Because everyone lives in their own world, they have no time to take care of other people's situations.

"What name do you want to engrave, sir?" The small vendor sitting squinted at Ji Hesheng.

Ji Hesheng thought about it and wrote two names on the paper with a pen.

Ji Hesheng and Ji Qingsang.

There are forty-eight paintings in total, which is not too difficult, but he writes very seriously.

The vendor looked at his handwriting and said with heartfelt admiration, "The handwriting is good." ”

"How long will it take to finish?" Ji Hesheng asked.

"Half an hour."

"Okay, I'll get it later." Dropping a few hundred yuan, Ji Hesheng turned around and walked towards the place where Ji Qingsang was originally standing.

He was afraid that she would wait too long, and he was afraid that she would be impatient.

However, when he walked over, he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Sangsang ......," he turned, searching the crowd.

If Ji Qingsang was nearby, he would definitely be able to find her, not because he was confident in how good his eyesight was, but because of the person he loved deeply, he could recognize her at a glance.

But after watching it for a long time, there was not even a similar back.

Maybe Ji Qingsang was bored and walked away, he thought about it and took a step to find her, but he only took two steps before he stepped on something.

Looking down, lying quietly at his feet was the rabbit lamp, which he had bought for her.

I thought she liked it very much, and for the first time he did something that a twenty-year-old would do.

There were already a lot of footprints on the snow-white paper, and the shape of the rabbit was broken.

Squat down and pick up the rabbit lamp.

He stared blankly, speechless for a moment.

Until the phone suddenly vibrate, he took it out of his pocket, it was Ji Qingsang's text message.

"I'll go back first."

It was just five words, but it broke his heart all over again.

Staring at the broken rabbit lamp again, he frowned and smiled wryly.

Ji Qingsang seemed to crush his heart, at that time, she said that she was trampling on him or lifting him, she disdained and even hated him at all, and she didn't even want to let go of any of him, and she didn't want him to be better.

With a cold smile in his eyes, Ji Hesheng felt funny and sarcastic.

The hand he was holding couldn't help clenching, and the already dilapidated rabbit lamp turned into a pile of tatters under his hand, like his heart, full of holes.

He threw away the rabbit lamp and walked out of West River Street.

Ji Qingsang doesn't need it, and he naturally doesn't have to spend any more time.

Seeing that he was leaving, the vendor hurriedly shouted at him, "Sir, your red rope has not been carved yet." ”

Ji Hesheng turned his head, and the yin owl drowned his eyebrows, "Throw it away!" ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the small vendor to react, and quickly blended into the crowd.

The vendor shook his head and said to himself, "What a strange man. ”

Looking at the handwriting that still had half of the project left in his hand, he carefully carved it again.

Although the guest said no, he had already paid for it, and he couldn't smash his signboard.

The vendors of Xihe City Street have a feeling, and they are also for the city street.

The vendor carved the words and went back to the bridge. Finding an open place, he tied the red rope engraved with the names of the two men to the bridge, and when he was done, he returned to his stall satisfied.

The breeze blows and the bells sound crisply. The pair of red strings stood out among the many expectations, because there were two red beans hanging on them.

Exquisite dice An red beans, do you know the lovesickness to the bones?