Chapter 13: The Second Story: The Flower of the Other Shore (4)

Fan Shishan and Pei Junzhe ran out of the villa frantically, and ran down the mountain, on the way, Fan Shishan's shoes were lost, and the bare foot was blistered and bleeding, and Fan Shishan stopped when she couldn't run. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Fan Shishan stop, Pei Junzhe stopped.

"I can't run."

"Then take a break."

After so many things happened, there was still some embarrassment between the two of them, and they were shocked, and they fell silent after a few simple words.

After a while, Pei Junzhe spoke: "I'm sorry for the previous incident. But everyone is dead, so let it pass! ”

"Come on, hehe, it's light."

Bae Junzhe lit the last cigarette and spit out a puff of eye circles. "I didn't expect it to be haunted in broad daylight. Listening to the meaning of that ghost, it seems that Xiaofei came before, escaped like us, and then took us to death, this woman is so ruthless! ”

"Don't complain about the dead, okay?" Fan Shishan's mood looked a little low. In just one day, all the roommates who have been in the same bed for four years have lost their lives, and they have encountered such a thing as a girlfriend falling on a boyfriend, which is probably very difficult for normal people to accept.

"That's not what I mean," Pei Junzhe took a hard puff of his cigarette and continued, "I mean, we have to bring people over too, or we'll die too." ”

"You..." Fan Shishan looked at Pei Junzhe and suddenly realized that she didn't know him anymore. "You've changed...

"It's not that I've changed." Pei Junzhe took the last puff of cigarette hard, threw the cigarette butt aside, and said, "You have been staying where you are." Looking at Fan Shishan holding her legs and her shoulders shaking slightly, Pei Junzhe seriously flashed a trace of distress, but immediately turned into a face of indifference, and said to Fan Shishan: "Don't look for me in the future, we broke up." ”

What Pei Junzhe said was not a question sentence, but a declarative sentence, without the meaning of discussion, and unilaterally notified Fan Shishan that we broke up. In the future, you will no longer be boyfriend and girlfriend, and you will not come to me.

Fan Shishan still hugged her legs and cried low, not reflecting what Pei Junzhe said at all.

Pei Junzhe sighed, touched his pocket and found that the cigarette had run out, so he walked down the mountain.

Far away, the mountain wind brought Pei Junzhe's last words: "Shanshan, take care!" ”

Fan Shishan raised her head and looked over, only the leaves blown by the wind were rattling, but her beloved was gone.

Fan Shishan looked at the mountain in confusion, and was speechless for a while.

"The flowers on the other side, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death." Fan Shishan remembered this legend again.

One of Fan Shishan's sisters once told her a legend, a legend of the flower on the other side. It is said that there is a flower in the depths of hell called the flower of the other side, and in the legend, the person who can get the flower of the other side can be with the beloved, which is the best proof that two people who truly love each other. There is also a legend that the flower on the other side is a flower that grows on the Huangquan Road.

Is this true?

Fan Shishan didn't know, she only knew that after losing Pei Junzhe, she seemed to have lost the meaning of life, she didn't know what she should do, she didn't know what her goal was, she didn't know anything, she was living like a walking corpse.

In a daze, he tore off a piece of clothing from his jacket to cover his feet, and limped down the mountain.

What has been circling in my mind is Pei Junzhe's figure, I can't forget it, I don't know how long I walked in a daze, and when I came back to my senses, Fan Shishan didn't know where she went, she only knew that this was a roof.

The roof of the 22-storey building.

"The other side of the flower, hehe, I hope it's true!" After talking to herself, Fan Shishan jumped off the tall building!

"Even if the legend is fake, it's not a big deal." For Fan Shishan, Pei Junzhe is too important. It's important that she can betray the whole world for him. But when he was gone, she felt that the whole world had betrayed her.

Jumping off is an impulse, and at the same time it is not impulsive.

"At least, it's still a hundred." In the short time from jumping down to landing, all that flashed in her mind was the picture of two people being together and loving. From the first acquaintance at the welcome party to the acquaintance of two people, from the shyness of starting a date to the integration of soul and flesh after stealing the forbidden fruit, from the reluctance after work... to Bae Jun-cheol's derailment.

Fan Shishan suddenly felt so hateful.

She doesn't hate Pei Junzhe or Xiaobai, the only thing she hates is herself.

It was she herself who gave the man away. Don't blame anyone else.

When a woman's tears can no longer move that man, it means that she has really lost him.

Her body that fell in the air was like a broken dead leaf, but when it hit the ground, it bloomed a blood-red flower.

Jumping from a 22-story building is really dead and can't die again. Fan Shishan's soul slowly drifted out and left the body.

Is this what it feels like to die?

Fan Shishan looked at everything around her in amazement, everything in her eyes turned into gray, white, and black, no longer as colorful and gorgeous as the human world, only a sense of heaviness similar to that of the old black and white films.

Not only that, but Fan Shishan also found that she couldn't touch anything, she touched anything, and that object would pass through her hand and she couldn't hold it at all.

At this moment, a small magic circle suddenly appeared on the ground, and a mist erupted from it, and two people who didn't know if it was a person or something just appeared out of thin air.

These two are both humanoids, one is thin and tall, the other is short and fat, one is smiling, the other is angry, one is dressed in white and the other is dressed in black like ink, one has a hat on his head that reads "Fortune at first sight", and a hat on the other that reads "The world is peaceful".

These two are the two ghosts of black and white impermanence.

As soon as he appeared, he listened to a sentence: "Impermanence, ask for your life!" Black Impermanence roared angrily, and then a chain was locked to Fan Shishan's ankle.

"Wait, wait." Bai Wuchang immediately grabbed Black Impermanence. "Black boy, you're still so hot-tempered! This girl is not dying, this situation is going to be in vain in the dead city, what are you doing locking her up, quickly put it down. ”

"Oh!" Black Impermanence didn't even have a loud voice to answer.

Bai Wuchang turned his head and said to Fan Shishan with a smile: "Girl, your yang life should be 89, and now you still have your yang life unfinished, but you are already dead, in this case, you will enter the dead city in vain." ”

"Dead City!"

Bai Wuchang turned his head and said, "Don't repeat what I said!" ”

"Oh."

Fan Shishan couldn't help but interrupt Bai Wuchang: "I don't want to go to the city of death, I want to go to hell!" ”

Bai Wuchang was stunned at that time: "In the city of vain death, you can still live the same life as in the yang world, and you can be reincarnated after your yang life is exhausted, but if you go to hell, you will suffer all kinds of torture and suffering, and then you can also be reincarnated when your yang life is exhausted." It's also very likely that you can't be reincarnated because of the mutilation of your soul. ”

Fan Shishan looked at Bai Wuchang with a firm face: "I don't care, I must go!" ”

"Looks like you have a reason to go. Come with us! ”

Fan Shishan asked suspiciously: "Aren't you from the underworld?" How can you even care about hell? It's not a place, is it? ”

Bai Wuchang smiled mysteriously: "There are countless heavens in the world, but hell, there is only one. As soon as he raised his hand, the three ghosts were gone, and only the gorgeous flower on the ground remained.