Time is like quicksand, but what flows is my expectation for the entrance, as if life is also passing away little by little. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, a strong sense of fear swept over, carrying the suffocation in the claustrophobic space, and spreading to every cell in the body.

I tried to look forward, but I didn't know what I wanted to see, and the darkness was not only the light of the searchlight, but also the human heart.

The physical exhaustion slowed me down, and I thought I was walking on the slope of the No. 6 terrace, which was the warmest place in my childhood, the lookout where the tears were dried when I cried, and I still remember the night there, and the moonlight was as cool as water.

Before I knew it, there were hazy images in front of me, as vague as a dream, but as real as if it were within reach, those were the best memories of my life, and I felt the urge to go forward and hug me.

As if my soul was being pulled by someone, I stood on my tiptoes and walked into the holy place that I had longed for for a long time.

…………

When I opened my eyes again, my mind was blank, and I thought I was still walking on the steps, but as soon as I lifted my legs, the image in front of me instantly filled my blank head, and I stood there with my mouth open.

The calm surface of the lake reflects the brilliant starry sky, the rows of weeping willows on the shore are verdant, the branches hang bright crescents, and the meandering pavilions stretch into the depths of twilight.

And he walked in the pavilion himself!

I couldn't describe my state of mind, it was like falling into a ghost hole full of treasures, with horror mixed with excitement and a hint of confusion.

Looking at the blue bricks and red tiles in the distance, and then looking at the apricot wood corridor beside me, it is obviously not a product of modern society, and I know that I must have entered through the entrance of King Zhuang's mausoleum.

But the tomb of King Zhuang is obviously underground, why is there a starry sky here?

I walked to the lake, in the moonlight, my reflection was so real, the breeze was blowing on my cheeks, it was the breath of nature, everything here was real.

Just as I was feeling nature and indulging in the comfort, an elegant piano sound wafted from nowhere, sometimes soothing and sometimes rapid, like a spring pouring into the dry earth, which was irresistible.

In a trance, I had already followed the sound.

Stepping on the green and soft grass by the lake, opening the willow branches like hanging curtains, under the clear moonlight, wearing green clothes, sitting like a lotus, the long skirt behind him is scattered on the grass, and the broken embroidery is like a lily blooming in the green grass.

The woman's slender fingers skillfully roamed the strings, her jet-black hair was tied into a bun, the ends of her hair were slanted around her shoulders and on her chest, and her bright eyes hid under her long eyelashes, but she could not hide her shy smile.

I was able to see so closely, not because of my good eyesight, but because unconsciously, I had walked up to her, and she didn't notice it at all, and I was immersed in the reverie of the beating notes.

But at this moment, my heart burned, like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years, churning violently again.

Because she in front of me is the one who accompanied me in my good years and ruined my good memories.

"Little Bell!!"

I tried my best to control my emotions, but I couldn't control the angry voice, which interrupted her melodious sound.

The little bell turned her head, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a peaceful smile, and said softly, "Brother, can't you sleep too?" The moonlight is so beautiful tonight! ”

"What?!" I stared at her with wide eyes, not understanding a word.

"How are you doing this month?" The little bell lowered her head again as she spoke, and played the unfinished song.

"A month?" I've been completely messed up.

"I know you're going to come to see me, is this song good?"

“……”

"I wrote it just for you, and I'm playing it just for you." The little bell played the piano intently, without raising his head, but a blush rose on his face.

“……”

"You're dressed like this...... Escaped from home, right? Coming for me? The little bell whispered, but the sound of the piano became much more exciting.

“……”

I was stunned and silent, and suddenly I had a strong premonition, and in a panic, I blurted out, "How old are you?" ”

The little bell's fingers slid over the last note, stopped on the strings, and said, "Three years ago, outside Cuiyun Tower, I was seventeen years old. ”

What she meant was that we met outside Cuiyun Building three years ago, when she was seventeen, and now she is twenty, exactly the same as I had a hunch.

"Questions?" Little Bell looked up at me and smiled slightly.

"I didn't ...... It's just to test you, so you remember ......" I smiled unnaturally at her.

The little bell stood up, her long blue dress covering her feet, and the hem of her skirt was embroidered with white flowers resembling lilies, which was not a modern outfit.

Could it be that this is really the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Eastern Zhou royal family? Could it be that the entrance to King Zhuang's tomb is a tunnel through time and space, but in fact, there is no tomb of King Zhuang underground?

I wanted to ask what year it was, but the date in ancient times was different from modern times, and I didn't know what to say for a while, so I used my own guess test to probe: "King Zhuang...... How are the people? ”

"Is your father well?" Little Bell asked almost at the same time as me.

"Your father loves the people very much, of course he is a good man!" Little Bell said with a smile.

"What?! My father?! I shouted in surprise.

"Don't blame your father, it's all because of me." The little bell lowered her head, her hair covered her eyes, she couldn't see her expression, and her voice trembled a little, "But I really ...... I really don't want to leave you. ”

The moonlight poured down on her face like water, illuminating a crystal clear teardrop, and for some reason, my heart ached.

This is not my world, why can I feel her heart?

Looking at the growing tears on her face, I couldn't help but reach out and wipe them away, the hot tears burning my fingers and my heart, telling me that this is the real world.

"Brother, you owe me a hair rope." The little bell muttered.

"What hair tie?" I suddenly felt as if I had heard this sentence somewhere, and I couldn't remember it.

"Spring dawn green willow bank, red rope knotted hair. Have you forgotten? ”

"I ...... Of course I won't forget! ”

As I spoke, my hand went into my pocket, and for some reason, I took out the skirt that was stained red with my blood, and felt a little oozing, so I defended myself: "This is what I dyed red with blood, is it sincere enough?" ”

The little bell hesitated and stretched out her hand to take it, but did not speak, the tears flowed more fiercely, and the thin body trembled slightly.

In a trance, I smelled the familiar scent of aloe vera in her hair again, and realized that I had come close to her reddish cheeks.

I couldn't help but open my arms to hug her, but I threw myself into the air.