"Even if everything abandons you, at least you will always have me!"

And him?

In front of me is the grand scene of the ghost world outside the money village, since I went to the capital alone. Lu Chongguang integrated the entire Ghost Realm Bank into the border of the capital city. It was said that it was to prevent me from getting hurt by running rashly, so that I could enter and leave the capital city at any time and enjoy the hustle and bustle of the city that never sleeps.

It's a pity that although he took such good care of me, he ignored a crucial issue.

It's okay to go to the capital, but I don't have a copper plate on me, so I just look at it and don't buy it?

Didn't he know that this was a terrible and cruel thing for a little girl who longed for the world of flowers?

With a 'bang', the two phosphorus fire lamps in front of the money village downstairs went out, and the cries of the capital city in the distance began to boil in again.

Isn't it just to put out two lamps and make such a big noise? It was the sound of the two phosphorus lamps going out that startled me when I was napping in the bank on the first day.

'The revenge of Wei's hand, I must avenge it next time, and see that next time I will take you down one by one with that bamboo pole! I grabbed a brush and smashed it at the vanishing lamp, ignoring the slight crash of the brush on the ground after I threw it into the air.

He moved his gaze back to the note in his hand, the delicate and slightly scribbled handwriting on the light green seaweed paper, full of writing.

This is the last thing Kwai Xiaotao left me.

"I'm sorry, but I still can't leave this out of the way!" The thick paper was tightly wrapped in my arms, and my tears hit my snow-white clothes like beads of broken threads.

I will never forget that day......

……

Xu was temporary, and I came to the edge of the stage where I stayed when I entered the capital last time.

Before he arrived, the little monkey accompanying the old man on the stage came from afar. When I looked at it again, the old man was sitting quietly at a table of eight immortals under the stage, smiling and waving to me.

"It's been a long time since I saw the girl, how is the girl?" The old man's paper-thin body picked up the big copper kettle on the table, shook the cup in front of me, and gave me a large cup of hawthorn leaf tea.

"Hmm...... I encountered a lot of things, so ......" I picked up the teacup and took a sip. Is it cold tea?

'What the hell is this ghost world, everything is cold?' The corners of my mouth curved slightly, and the old man's kind smile calmed my depressed mind a lot.

"It's a long way to live, and the girl has her own troubles, and it's inconvenient to ask too much. But the old man thinks it's a good thing to be sad. The old man seemed to see the heaviness of my words, got up calmly, and walked towards the stage.

Leaving me alone, I sat down at the table and took out the letter that Aoi Xiaotao had left for me again, the song I had heard in the House of Masks.

'Don't be anxious, girl, but owe a song, and if he wants to sing it someday, he can sing it.' No one has been worthy of this wheat for a long time, but the old man thinks that the girl must be suitable. In a trance, I remembered what my uncle said when he first saw me.

Sing...... Maybe it's a good remedy for me to express my inner pain right now

"Uncle, you once said that if I wanted to sing one day......"

"Oh! Oh! Did the girl figure it out? I'll just say, you must like this microphone. If you want to sing anything, I'll see if there are any girls' tunes in these discs. Before I could finish speaking, the old man quickly rubbed his hands and pulled me down in front of the gramophone on the side of the stage.

He pulled out a large box of dusty records from an old carved corner cabinet and tried to rummage through them.

Seeing the old man's enthusiastic look, I was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to stop him. Holding the lyrics that Kui Xiaotao gave me tightly, he said in a slurred voice: "Uncle, I don't know what this song is called, I just want to sing it to myself, not to sing it on the street or something." ”

"Oh, it's old and abrupt. But the girl has a lot of heart, this is not singing on the street. It's like...... Uh, it's the same karaoke in the human world now! Although the old decay is old, it is also very trendy! Ha ha! ”

"But it doesn't matter if the girl doesn't know the name of the song, this gramophone is an old thing in the Republic of China, and it has been in the ghost world for a long time with a little aura, you can sing it as you like, maybe your song has long been in this gramophone."

The old man took my hand and patted it gently to reassure me, and there was no displeasure on his face because of my slight misunderstanding. He just smiled innocently, swung the stylus on the gramophone to the disc, pulled me to the microphone again, nodded expectantly, and turned and walked off the stage.

Looking at the empty scene in the audience, I couldn't help but be glad that it wouldn't be too embarrassing to sing badly.

"I'm sorry everyone, I got a song in the next occasion, and I am here to offer ugliness, and I hope that Haihan is here."

After clearing my throat, which had not been hot for a long time, I slowly bowed in respect and reached out to touch the microphone in front of me.

It was an old microphone with a few brass spots, with layers of cast iron openwork and iron-red rust. It's been a long time......

"The wind blows away the withered petals of the lilies, and you welcome me down like a window of blood;

The rain penetrated my incomprehension, and I looked up at the gray sky......

Are you really the person I miss......

At night, I shattered Lu Binghua's broken wings, and I stopped in front of the door......

The people I miss, on the Silk Road beyond the wall......

There is his shadow in the caravan in the distance...... The last rest of me sat alone in front of the window, singing solo in the mirror, when the moon became a pair......"

There was some blur in my eyes, and I looked at the light green seaweed paper in my hand, and I didn't understand the sadness in the lyrics.

That shouldn't be the sadness that Kwai Xiaotao should have, but it's only the first time I've been in contact with it, but I have a sense of empathy for every word in this lyric.

Why......

This song originated in the Republic of China, and a singer in the famous song hall became the pillar of the entire song hall with this song. In my memory, Kwai Xu once said that this is a song from the Republic of China.

So what does the Republic of China have to do with me?

"Sing solo in the mirror, when will the moon become a pair...... At the end of the repetition of "There is no moon in pairs......", I sighed heavily, as if I was relieved and happy after the gloom in my heart was exhausted.

In a daze, I vaguely heard a lot of good voices from the stage, and I was too timid to take a look at the stage, so I hurriedly drilled out from the back of the stage.

But just as I wiped away the inexplicable tears in my eyes and was about to thank the old man, a black figure was three steps away from me.

"Ying'er, are you okay?" The warm voice sounded as I hurriedly wiped away my tears, and when I looked up, my obsidian pupils were still full of self-blame and remorse.

He took a few steps forward and reached out to try to hug me like he had done at Aoi's house. Instinctively, I retreated timidly, hiding my panic and desperate need for comfort, and stubbornly replied, "I'm fine, everything is ...... Passed! ”