Jing Mo agreed with a smile, and after watching King Xuan leave, she followed Guan Tianyu to the backyard of the deep palace.

Stepping on the long road, Jingmo looked at the high palace walls on both sides that covered the clouds and the moon, and involuntarily took a breath of cold air, and muttered: "It's quite terrifying like the mountain walls on both sides of Leigong Gorge." ”

"What?" Guan Tianyu heard a few wisps of aftermath, and when she turned around, she saw Jing Mo looking up at the palace wall that she had been tired of looking at for many years, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, "It's been a long time, and I've forgotten to pay attention to the high walls around here." ”

"When did Lord Guan enter the palace?" Not to mention Jingmo, even many people in the palace, few know about Guan Tianyu's past, because Guan Tianyu, who has always been cold and a high historian, has never been close to people.

"You don't have to call me Guan Daren, just call me by my name, Tianyu." Guan Tianyu's expression was soft and cool in the twilight. She lowered her eyes and did not answer Jingmo's question directly, but asked inexplicably, "Jingmo, have you ever been to the capital before?" ”

"Before?" Jingmo slowly followed Guan Tianyu's footsteps, but couldn't help but be stunned, "In a place like Beijing, how many people come and go, go and return." I don't know why Tianyu asked this? ”

Guan Tianyu walked to a clean area covered by Xiao Xiao pine and bamboo, and passed through a small arch, inside was an elegant and even somewhat bleak small courtyard, and the door plaque hanging in front of the house had three strong and powerful words: Xingti Pavilion.

With a squeak, Guan Tianyu pushed open the door, the room was quiet and empty, and Guangfeng and Jiyue didn't know where to play. Fortunately, it will not prevent Guan Tianyu from making a special trip to invite Jingmo to come over and have something to discuss.

"Do you know that in the early years of filial piety, there was a great plague like purgatory on earth in the capital?" Guan Tianyu asked Jingmo lightly while lighting a candle, and the candle shadow swayed on her face, "That year, many people died in the capital. From a few months-old babies to quiet couples, from small families to famous families, countless lives have been swallowed up by this plague, and countless families have been torn apart by this plague......"

"I know." The surprise in Jing Mo's eyes was gradually covered by a sigh of compassion, "At that time, all the pharmacists in the capital were gathered in one place to study the solution, but the plague attacked this group of pharmacists, and there were only a few people left who survived. The people in Beijing have survived like this. ”

"There are those who survive, and there are those who don't." Guan Tianyu slowly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jingmo, "So, you were also in the capital at that time, right?" ”

Jing Mo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she didn't understand why Guan Tianyu suddenly mentioned this long-standing old thing, and asked with her eyes: "Indeed, I was there at the time. As for you, you must have gone through a lot of disasters to survive that plague, right? ”

Guan Tianyu's eyes were as gloomy as a valley: "It's not just me, but also him." ”

"Him?" Jingmo was a little inexplicable, and then guessed again, "I heard that Thirteen and you are childhood sweethearts, at that time, you must have suffered a lot to survive." ”

"You really don't remember, do you?" Guan Tianyu frowned deeply, staring intently at Jingmo, who was confused.

"What do you remember?" Jingmo blinked, his mind was empty of memories he wanted to remember, "Should I remember?" ”

Guan Tianyu gradually retracted his gaze, pursed his lips with a sigh, and turned around to look for something in the back room. After a while, she walked up to Jingmo with an old square wooden box.

"What is this?" Jingmo became more and more puzzled, what did Guan Tianyu want to tell her.

"Open it and take a look." Guan Tianyu put the wooden box in front of Jingmo's eyes. Jingmo frowned, glanced at Guan Tianyu's peaceful expression, and raised his hand to open the wooden box.

"Masks?" Jingmo's brows deepened, she slowly took out the mask lying quietly in the box, looked it up and down carefully, and put it back as it was, casting her puzzled gaze on Guan Tianyu, "Why did you show me this blank mask?" ”

"At the mask stall in the night market in the south of the city that night, the person who Brother Xiaobai confessed to his mistake was you, right?" Guan Tianyu's words became more and more like nonsense in Jing Mo's ears, and Jing Mo nodded with his eyebrows:

"It was just a coincidence at the time, I happened to pass by there when I was returning to Qinyuan, and the ghost tried on the mask by mistake, and he mistook it for you. I didn't mean to listen to you and his conversation......"

Guan Tianyu showed a soft and relieved smile on his face: "Jingmo, you're right, the world is really full of coincidences. ”

When Jingmo was puzzled, she saw Guan Tianyu pick up the mask and gesture it on her face: "Do you know what is the real reason why Brother Xiaobai has been collecting blank masks in the past few years?" ”

Jingmo was also a little unhappy when he heard Guan Tianyu take a bite of a "little white brother", pursed his lips and said: "Thirteen didn't say much about the past. ”

Guan Tianyu's warm hand took Jingmo's cold wrist and sat down, looked at Jingmo's eyes and said seriously: "He is because of you." ”

"Because of me?" Jing Mo couldn't help but be taken aback, and then laughed a little dumbly, "Tianyu, what are you kidding?" What the hell do you want me to know? What you have experienced in your early years, will there be a place for me? ”

"Yes, but you just appeared, and at a critical time, you appeared to be the person who was important to him, even if he didn't even know who you were at that time." Guan Tianyu's eyes were full of memories.

"In a pinch?" Jingmo tried to string together what Guan Tianyu said, and a thought flashed in her heart, she stared at the cold-faced historian in front of her with wide eyes in disbelief, and suddenly exclaimed, "It's you?" Are you a dirty boy who lied to me to save people?! ”

Guan Tianyu suddenly snorted and laughed: "Little sister pharmacist, you still remember that dirty boy." ”

Jing Mo was stunned at first, and then she widened her eyes and looked left and right around Guan Tianyu, and said incredulously: "It's actually you?" It's actually the weak, cold, and high-minded female historian in front of me? At that time, you were really born with the strength of a tiger, much taller than me, and you forcibly carried me to the patient, so that I had to save people. ”

Guan Tianyu and Jingmo looked at each other and smiled, Jingmo came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the blank mask, and his eyes gradually deepened: "So, the person I saved at that time was ......"

Jingmo saw Guan Tianyu nodding slowly, she couldn't help but her eyebrows jumped, she shook her head in disbelief, and said, "It's actually him... It turned out to be him...... But what does this have to do with noodles? ”

"Do you remember when you saved him with a white scarf, and when he was half unconscious, he caught a glimpse of the whiteness of his eyes. Later, all the pharmacists in the capital wore white scarves, and we couldn't find you anymore. Later, when we saw the body of a little girl in the incinerator who was about the same size as you being burned, we all thought that you were also infected with the plague, and that you were infected by the little white brother, and he felt guilty for many years, and remembered it for many years. In those years, he often used a white mask to paint you with his imagination. Guan Tianyu said eloquently, her eyes flickering brightly and darkly.

Jingmo's heart was mixed for a while, she should be surprised, but there was a sense of peace of mind. At the moment, she didn't know how to define this coincidence, something happened too early? Or is it too late?

"Exactly." Guan Tianyu didn't hear Jingmo's heart, but he gave the answer coincidentally, "Grasping the context of the beginning and end of the world is the greatest pleasure of compiling history." I now understand that everyone has their own history. ”

Jingmo looked at the calm and even somewhat wise woman in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a while. After a long time, she slowly asked, "Tianyu, how did you recognize me?" ”

"It's blood." Guan Tianyu's gaze fell on Jingmo's unhealed wound in the palm, "The situation in the main hall today is exactly the same as when you saved him. It turns out that your cold blood has long flowed in his body. ”

Jing Mo's palms curled up unconsciously: "Why are you telling me this?" He must not have remembered that I had saved him with blood, and he had never recognized me. Tianyu, if you tell me this, won't you regret it? ”

"Jingmo, look at the words on this plaque." Guan Tianyu pointed to the door plaque on his head, "This sentence is familiar to the historians of all dynasties: Take people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses, and take history as a mirror, you can know the rise and fall." In the past, I was only obsessed with the second half of the sentence and did not understand the meaning of the first half of the sentence, but now I gradually realize that people are history, nothing is eternal, everything is flowing, everything is in the tide of gains and losses, just like the moon shadow in the West Lake that rises night but is very different every night. ”

Jingmo was stunned, and she realized that the taciturn, cold and indifferent girl in front of her knew better than anyone else in her heart. Listening to this, she couldn't help but smile: "In addition to the moonlight, there must be a pair of figures in the West Lake, right?" ”

As soon as Guan Tianyu talked about the friendship between men and women other than painting thirteen, her mind couldn't go around for a while, she was stunned for a moment, looking at Jingmo's smile, she pursed her lips, lowered her head and put away the wooden box containing the mask, and handed it to Jingmo, Jingmo looked at the wooden box puzzled, and then looked at Guan Tianyu with a determined expression.

"Give it back to him." Guan Tianyu paused, took a deep breath and said, "Also help me convey a word to him: I have already been to Jiangnan." ”

Jing Mo nodded silently: "You, have you forgiven him?" You are really important in his heart, after all, you have been through the past together. ”

Guan Tianyu smiled lightly, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "What are the words of forgiveness or not." Someone taught me a trick: don't forgive, don't forget, don't think. You also said, after all, it's all in the past. ”