"Memory is the biggest difference between humans and animals, because of memory, self-consciousness can be formed, so that the spirit can survive, and then there is a distinction between individuals and groups, which can be the same but not harmonious, and can also be harmonious and different. Unlike the other five realms, the memories of the human world are stored in the most fragile mortal body, and compared with the eternal mountains and rivers, they are nothing more than fireflies and phosphorus, fleeting. ”

Rose remembered what her master had said, and she couldn't help but sigh a little. The tall and thin shouting pulled her back to reality from her memories, and he ran diligently, pulling passers-by forward and kneading the boy, even making him show his white teeth, as if he were nothing more than a mule and horse that could not speak, and he was just resigned to it, without even the slightest resistance. Rose frowned inadvertently.

After the tall and thin man showed off for a while, he said aloud, "...... I don't know how many folks are willing to bid? ”

"Fifty Wen!" "One hundred wen!" "One hundred and fifty wen!"

"Is this enough?" Rose's petite palm was spread out, wrapped in a tael of silver, and thrown into the center of the crowd, where it was picked up by the tall and thin one.

"Yo, the girl is very handy, I don't know if I should take it back to work for the family, or use it myself?" As she spoke, the tall and thin man walked up to Rose, smiling ill-intentionedly, only to find that his yellow and black teeth were exposed to the air, making her disgusted and unconsciously taking a step back. The thin and tall woman only understood what she was saying, but she was quite proud, probably thinking that she was harassing a yellow flower girl with words for a pleasure that was difficult to buy.

"Two taels of silver!" There were good people in the crowd who deliberately raised the price, but Rose didn't know, and the boy untied an embroidered bag embroidered with mandarin duck patterns from his waist, looking at the outline and weight, even copper coins are worth a lot. The tall and thin man was annoyed, thinking that he was deaf and clear-sighted, but he didn't notice the big customer's money bag, and almost let go of this business.

"Three taels of silver." Rose untied the money bag, took out two pieces of silver and threw them to the tall and thin man, who weighed them together with the one or two pieces of silver that Fang had just given him, which added up to more than three taels.

"Four taels of silver!" Another voice in the crowd shouted. After going back and forth, Rose was so annoyed that she simply threw the whole money bag to the tall and thin man, and went straight to the boy's side, took his hand, and walked out of the encirclement. The young man has been kneeling for a long time, his legs and feet are numb, and he can't help but stumble when he stands up, but his expression still does not fluctuate.

"Girl, you still need to get ——? deed"

"Of course." Rose looked back and smiled, so charming that the rice paper, which was as light as a thin wing, was blown by the wind and fell into her slender jade hand. The young man's expression was a little more surprised and frightened, although it was only in the blink of an eye.

Ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, Rose pulled the boy straight to the hillside outside the wasteland. It is spring, the azaleas bloom, the flowers are gorgeous, like a cluster of fire clouds, thick ink and color, the fragrance is overflowing, and the beauty is breathtaking.

People are more delicate than flowers.

"So your name is Ah Shuang." As he said this, a fire ignited on the side of the paper, and the tongue of fire instantly turned all the white paper and black words into black smoke, and slowly flew into the blue sky, "For me, knowing that your name is Ah Shuang, that's enough." ”

"Ah Shuang......" Ah Shuang was stunned, looked at the girl in front of him in a daze, and repeated her words at a loss. A mischievous gust of wind blew his shirt open, revealing a snow-white chest and whip marks one after another.

Rose looked at these shocking scars, and unconsciously put her hand on his chest, Ah Shuang's cold skin felt a trace of warmth, and couldn't help but shudder and shrink back.

Rose smiled, and compared to Fang Cai's wood-like expression, he had recovered some of his fireworks. Her palms glowed with blue glow, like ink dripping into water, rippling layer by layer, the original skin and flesh bloomed, and even the places where the spurs and sores were formed, gradually healed, like a new life.

"I know you're scared, you see, I'm so far away from home by myself, and I have to go to a farther place day and night, and I'm just as afraid." Rose opened her round eyes and looked at Ah Shuang sincerely, making him embarrassed to dodge. Seeing that he was no longer afraid of herself, Rose took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her warm forehead against his cold forehead.

In front of Ah Shuang's eyes, a vast and boundless sky and a patchwork of rivers and mountains appeared in an instant. On the country road, a young girl dressed as a Nanban was bouncing to the east.

It was her memory of two days, and now she gave it all to him as a gift.