The rainy day is relatively gloomy, the sound of ticking from far and near, for a while like a galloping horse pouring down, dense, there is a sense of majesty, but the sound of the water does not seem noisy, but has a bit of a sleeping effect, causing me to sit by the window for a while.

It has been raining outside the window for several days, and there are lightning and thunder from time to time, and it is said that because of this, the water of the lake has risen a lot, and the surrounding land has been flooded a lot, and the water level has risen to the bandit cave on the mountainside.

According to the water of this lake, if people fall into it again in the past two days, no one will dare to go to collect the corpses.

Ma Vortex Lake was originally an unfortunate place, and it was also an unfortunate thing to fish out the corpse, the day before yesterday, there was a dead child floating in the lake who was white and fat, wrinkled and wrinkled, and his eyes were about to fall out, and he didn't know when it fell, and the corpse was only stopped outside for half a day after it was stinky, and as a last resort, the grandfather of the dead child made the decision to throw the corpse that had just been fished out on the corpse baby slope, no one thought that on this rainy day, how could a twelve-year-old girl die alone in this deep mountain old man.

The old lady of the Wu family couldn't accept it for a while, she was crying so much that her eyes were almost blind, and her whole consciousness was not very clear.

The villagers are superstitious, there are always a lot of customs passed down from generation to generation, among which there is a saying that the soul returns, saying that within seven days of death, because it is a new ghost, there is still a lot of popularity on the body, subconsciously will think that he is not dead, and the soul will live on some snakes, insects, rats and ants and return home, so some people say that the old lady is talking to the dead child.

Shaking his head and not thinking about this anymore, he saw the large droplets of water in front of him arrive at the window one after another, and the loose wooden window creaked, and the glass on it seemed particularly dangerous at the moment, as if it had to be beaten more, and the glass would fly down from the wooden window frame in a while, and fall in love with the earth.

"Xiao Yu, don't stay by the window, pay attention to the one who has a cold and needs to be injected, it's time to eat." Mom's voice came from downstairs, she has always been like this, she only called Ning Yu but not Ning Qiao, I was a cautious eye, because I quarreled with Ning Yu in the morning and had no one to support me, and now it is even more awkward.

I am Ning Qiao, my sister who is two years older than Ning Yu, Ning Yu and I are the kind of sister and brother who don't get along very harmoniously, I am not a good sister who can take care of people, taking care of people is never thoughtful enough, and I have not paid anything to my family, the biggest advantage is that I am quiet, and I don't worry about it, but it is also easy to forget, the special thing is that I am sensitive, sensitive to people, sensitive to things, and even more sensitive to some things, so sometimes it is also natural to attract ghosts.

And Ning Yu, in my heart, he is not a well-behaved and obedient good brother, he is always in the nest, strong and competitive, like an uncle.

We are like natural enemies. From the time he was born when I was two years old to the time I was ten years old, the eight years did not make us more affectionate, but only made the smoke of war between us thicker and thicker.

"Here we are." Ning Yuba raised his voice and agreed, turned around and climbed out of his parents' big closet, glanced at me sitting by the window, and went downstairs.

The rain was falling unhurriedly, still beating on the window edge so slowly, and the sound of dripping tickles my heart and itched my eyes. But fortunately, this rain when it looks vigorous, when I go, it is also happy, I just sent a little for a long time, the rain for several days suddenly disappeared and the rain stopped, and a spectacular rainbow was hung in the sky, one foot fell on Yangjiapo, one foot fell on the hazelnut bridge.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I suddenly felt that the air was much clearer, and the awkwardness in my heart disappeared.

I just went downstairs, there was no one downstairs, the door was closed, the room was a little dark, the lights were not on, they had eaten and put away the dishes, only the used bowls were still on the table, in the morning my parents said that they would take Ning Yu to the hospital to check the rash on his body, if I was afraid at night, I could go to my grandmother to accompany me.

I'm not sad at all, I understand the inconvenience of my parents taking one more person when they go out, I'm very happy to be home alone, and I don't have to help take care of that little nasty ghost.

It was getting dark, I changed my shoes, and I went around from the back door to the uninhabited path next to my grandfather's house, where the old mountain road was covered with thorns and wild grasses growing arbitrarily. I wandered quietly along the road, imagining hundreds of years of water droplets breaking the stone slabs on the road, moss crawling through the crevices and turning into dirt, and wild flowers and weeds growing from them.

There is a small stream by the acacia tree, go down along the stream, until you reach the hazelnut bridge, the bridge body of the hazelnut bridge is very old, it is four or five meters high from the stream to the bridge deck, it is an arched bridge with a hole; Both sides of the bridge are covered with wild grass and a few dwarf shrubs, the roots of the trees are rooted in the stone bridge, and the bridge deck is also full of mud and broken stones.

When I was at home, I thought that if I walked here, I would see the end of the rainbow, but when I came over, I realized that the end of the rainbow was far away.

"It's almost dusk, there are always a few boys around there robbing people and money these days, what are you doing running here alone?" The voice that suddenly came from his side was neither sharp nor coarse, neither soft nor hard, just just the right amount of mildness and lowness.

Three meters away, his tall body was wrapped in a black lacquered robe, and on his feet were cloth boots of the same color, and where the robe was separated, he could be seen in the intricately patterned and inconspicuous white brocade robe and the same color belt. Looking up, the black robe made his skin fairer and darker than ink.

This is the first time I have noticed the seven-point charm and three-point handsomeness of my husband's eyebrows, and when he looks at people like this, his eyes are dark and deep, and he can drown in them at a glance. And the corners of his eyes, two or three light folds, to others are the scars of time, on him, you only think that it is the appearance of wisdom carved out by the years.

He bowed down, his hands stretched out from his black robe, his arms outstretched, and his movements were elegant and steady.

"My parents are not at home, so I can come out to play."

I felt like I was smiling so much that I couldn't see my eyebrows, and my body suddenly lost weight, and my husband directly picked me up in the air, like a little doll.

"They left you alone at home again?" The gentleman held me in his right hand and ran the hair on my head with his left hand soothingly.

I nodded: "I don't like to be with them either." ”

"Let's go, then." The gentleman's voice did not rise or fall, it was still neither high nor low, neither hot nor cold.

"Let's go to the White Python Cave."

The White Python Cave was originally the mountain god cave of Goya, and it was once full of incense and mist all day long, it was the holy place for the Goya people to worship and worship, just because many years ago, the rebels of King Yi secretly mined iron ore in the White Python Cave, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, they operated in the dark, so that this section of the road spread the legend of the giant python eating people, it was said that there was a nose and eyes, and the people were scared to dare not go again. Later, many years later, wild grass grew everywhere, and the road to the white python cave was overgrown with thorns, and many people could not find its specific location.

Today's White Python Cave, for us, is already a legend without a trace, like a bewildered beauty cheek covered in a veil of mythology, tickling people's hearts.

"Hmm." The gentleman softened his voice in response.

Back a few years ago, when I first met Mr. Luo, it seemed to be an afternoon at the turn of spring and summer. Other people have a lot of children, so when they are young, they have to help the family do some small things, and my cousin and they go to mow the lawn of the locust tree lawn, and I follow them as a small burden.

At that time, although the locust tree was a little gloomy all the year round, it was definitely a good-looking place, there were mountains and rivers, the sky was light green, a thin smoke mixed with drizzle, just like a white silk cloth dyed with light ink, and the grass and trees were fresh, and the smell of wild rosemary came to the face.

They mow the grass, and I lay down on the field waiting for them to finish their work and play together, and the breeze came through the valley and fell between the hairs, and I was sleepy, and from time to time I talked to them without a match, maybe in a daze, or in my heart I imagined that the wind was more and more like a complaint.

At that time, the falling flowers were fluttering, and the drizzle kissed the eyebrows.

There was a man who sat down next to me, and he didn't alarm a single plant or tree, but he did alarm me.

I turned my head and looked into a pair of ink-black pupils, and suddenly I felt that my soul was floating and sinking, as if I had broken the world. I can't describe the feeling I felt at the time, as if all the words of light and beauty were missing from him.

Perhaps it was because the wind was too smoky at that time, and the angle and brightness of the sunlight were too exquisite, but I felt that the deep eyes seemed to have a river passing by, which showed the genius of the Creator......

Of course, it's not how perfect the husband looks, and the aesthetics of all beings in the world are also different, maybe it's just that the atmosphere was too beautiful at that time, so people felt as if they were out of the world, and I was moved at once.

I said stiffly, as if I was rejecting people thousands of miles away: "There are so many people and so many places around, why did you come to me?" ”

The gentleman smiled softly, raised a gentle tail note slightly, and his expression was so gentle that it seemed to melt into water, and through the air, he looked at me as if he were looking at his own child.

"Probably because when I saw you, I suddenly felt that the years were lonely."

His calm tone seemed to be careless, as if to soothe the panic that caught me off guard.

This is probably the legendary fate, people will meet a lot of people and things in their lives, but you will only feel lonely when you meet that specific, fateful person.