- She would never have known that someone had been here, imagining an encounter with her;

She wouldn't even know that when she left, she took his whole world with her.

So, even though he knew, he still lost her in the end.

......

Since that day, Meng Po has never appeared in Lethe, and the Meng Po soup in Lethe was finally distributed by a woman sent by the underworld.

It's just that I don't know if it's a change of person or what, those ghosts all complain that this Meng Po soup lacks a trace of flavor, but they just want to say it specifically, but they don't know how to say it.

Only Luohua knows that it is because this new little girl has not experienced the pain of love and separation, life and death.

This Meng Po soup naturally needs to be sad to suffer, without these, how can it still be the original Meng Po soup? How can it still make people forget the past?

Luohua is counting the days every day, and the time when she is about to leave is getting closer and closer.

It can be said that the days without a story pass very quickly, and I feel that I joke with Xintong a few times a day, and every day will pass.

Every day I tell Xintong about what happened in Lethe.,Tell me about the interesting things I heard in the world.,Before you know it.,There are only a few days left in the thousand-year period.。

Time has passed, this Lethe River is still the appearance of Lethe River, but the falling flowers unconsciously give birth to a trace of melancholy, and finally when it is time to leave, I can finally leave.

......

That day, the falling flowers finally saw Meng Po again, Meng Po's green silk did not change back, and the haggard color on her face was heavier, it seems that Meng Po has not been too happy these years, the ghost boy is still by Meng Po's side, not saying a word, just quietly accompanied, I didn't expect that in the end, Meng Po was alone, there was only a ghost boy, and I don't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate?

"Meng Po, you have finally returned. Luohua said.

"Yes, I'm finally back, this Lethe River is really still my fate, it's really ...... Forget it, Luohua, has anything happened lately?"

"Nothing, the little girl sent has already gone back, this is still Meng Po's Lethe, and I'm also waiting for your return. ”

"Yes, it's just that I'm back, and you're leaving. ”

"I thought Meng Po would be happy for me, didn't she?"

"Really, did Falling Flower decide to do it?"

"Didn't Meng Po always know the character of Luohua, when did I regret what I decided?"

"Then wait for me to rest for a day, start tomorrow morning, you can sleep well today, tomorrow something unexpected may happen. ”

"Good. ”

After Meng Po finished explaining, she left, and only Xintong was left by Luohua's side, a child and a flower, and she looked at the Lechuan River like this......

"Xintong, will you be reluctant?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Why?" Luohua felt strange, anyway, Xintong has been here for nearly two hundred years, how can there be no reluctance, this is really unreasonable.

"Because no matter how nostalgic Xintong is, it doesn't belong here, so why should I be reluctant?"

"You kid, why do you sometimes talk so sophisticated, not like a child at all, you can't hide something, right?" said that the falling flowers were about to touch the new tong, and the new tong really couldn't stand the itch, so he suddenly walked away from the falling flowers a few feet away, stared at the falling flowers and said:

"Sister Luohua, I am a child, but I have lived for hundreds of years, how can I still be as naïve as ordinary children. ”

"Is that right? Xintong is saying that Sister Luohua can't see through you for thousands of years?"

"No, how dare I? Sister Luohua is naturally extremely smart, but Xintong is dull and dull. ”

After saying that, he smiled flatteringly, and that smile was really enough for doglegs.

Xintong saw Luohua's threatening tone, and was scared out of goosebumps.

He can't forget that time, Luohua was angry, and he didn't say a word to him for a month, and all that Lechuan passed by were dead souls, so to speak, almost forcing him to death.

So, women can't be messed with, especially stingy women.

Because of this sentence, the falling flowers were happy, and they began to chat with Xintong again, every sentence is an expectation of future life, the beauty of the world, and the fun of the world.

But is it really that good? Will it really be smooth tomorrow?

Xintong was suspicious, just looking at Luohua's expectant look, Xintong didn't say it, since he could be happy for a while, why did he sweep away Sister Luohua's interest?

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- My world is too peaceful, it's only because of you that I have that feeling of my heart beating, but I still can't keep it?

I love you too much to bear the sorrow of leaving you,

Falling flowers, you go,

But remember me.

......

Insomnia all night, Luohua is not because I don't want to sleep, but I can't sleep at all, as long as I think about leaving, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

The next day came as she wished, early in the morning, Meng Po came, with a little hesitation on her face, and I don't know if she was reluctant or afraid.

"Luohua, are you really ready?"

"I'm ready. ”

"Are you really leaving?"

"Hmm. ”

"Well, well, let's get started. ”

"Good. ”

After speaking, he formed an enchantment around him, isolating Xintong and the ghost boy, Meng Po drew out the water of the Lethe River carefully, with his own mana, and formed a rune towards Luohua, Luohua suddenly felt that he was torn apart in an instant, and his body and soul were suffering, and he was detached inch by inch, and he was in pain inch by inch.

Xintong and the ghost boy watched, but they couldn't help anything.

The soul is like it is about to disappear.

At this time, Liu Nian also woke up, looking at the falling flowers at this time, he couldn't help but input his spiritual power into the body of the falling flowers little by little.

It's just that I still can't resist the power of the Lechuan River, and the sweat on my forehead drops down, and I can't hold on anymore.

But for the sake of falling flowers, he is still insisting, even if he has to sleep for a long time until he continues like this, he may never wake up again, but he still does not regret it.

In this way, every time Luohua is about to hold on, there will be a force that pulls itself up again, and in this way, after tearing again and again, Luohua finally survived, Meng Po accepted the spell and was helped to the side by the ghost boy.

Seeing that he was out of Manzhu Sahua, Luohua was undoubtedly happy, this was the first time he looked at his own body as a bystander, and it was also the first time he saw the passing years.

The gentle man, the man who has been gentle for years, stood there, Lethe lost his color, and all that was left was the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?" asked Luohua.

"I'm a passing year. ”

"Flowing years, that's a good name, just like yours. ”

"The name of the falling flower is also very good. ”

"You know my name, have you always been here?" Luohua listened to the words of the Flowing Nian, and suddenly remembered that Meng Po said before that she was not lonely, it turned out that she was talking about the Flowing Nian, but why had she never seen him?

"I've always been there, it's just that you're too careless to know. ”

"Really, aren't you leaving? I'm leaving. ”

"I know, it's just that I think it's so good that I don't want to leave. "I don't want to leave, but my body at this time, how can I get out of my body? Liu Nian thought in his heart, but he wouldn't tell Luohua about all this, because he wanted Luohua to leave without burden, and there were some things that he could bear by himself.

"Take care. ”

"Good. ”

Luohua left, Meng Po wanted to lead her elsewhere, Luohua still couldn't help but look back, after all, this person also accompanied her lonely days, although she didn't know, but now she knows that she is not alone, she is still very happy.

Liunian has been looking at the falling flowers, smiling gently, smiling like a spring breeze, falling flowers don't understand, why are they laughing, why do they make themselves feel sad, why is the grief in the eyes? Is it for her?

But Luohua still turned around, and walked with Meng Po, so she didn't see it The moment she turned around, Liu Nian fell down like this, unconscious, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, and Manzhu Sawa spent it clean in an instant, only the thin leaves swayed slightly in the wind.

Since then, Manju Sawa has only leaves and no flowers......

From then on, Liunian is a real person, and he can no longer see the person who is in his heart and heart, happy to the bone, no longer able to sing acacia to her, no longer can secretly kiss her when she is asleep, no longer see her laughter and sorrow, no longer ......

It's just a falling flower, does the smile of the passing year make you happy?

It's just that it's a laugh that flows out of the pain of the year, and from now on, without you, the year will never laugh again.

It's just that you don't know any of that.

I don't know.

If you knew, would you feel a little heartache about it?

A little bit is fine.