The weather was fine and everything seemed to be normal. The plane glided over Panlong City, looking for a landing runway. Looking down at Panlong City from the porthole, the green shade is verdant, sparkling, and the lake shore is a snake, and it is faintly visible that there are several gray bricks and black tiles, antique courtyards. According to the pictures I saw in Baidu, this should be the Panlong City Ruins Museum.

It only takes a quarter of an hour to get to the ruins by taxi from the airport.

When I stood in front of Director Deng of the Panlong City Museum, it was lunchtime, and he stretched out his soft hand to grasp my hand, squinted his single eyelid, and said with a smile: "Welcome!" ”

I took out a letter of introduction to him.

He put it on the table without looking, "Your unit has called me." He suppressed a smile and quickly stacked the papers on the table, and slapped the stack twice on the table as if there was dust on the table. In this way, go to the cafeteria to eat first, and then make a place for you to take a break. ”

The canteen is right next to Panlong Lake. Outside the window, the green willows are tied to the boat, and the breeze wrinkles the surface of the lake.

A man in a security uniform walked up to my table and sat down across from me and placed his lunch box in front of him. "Hello Left Editor." He said.

"Hello." I looked at him quizzically.

"My surname is Zheng, and I am the head of the security department here, and I will take you to the place of residence after eating."

Apparently this was arranged by Director Fa Deng. I said, "Okay." Where to stay not far from here? ”

"Not far." He said: "It's right next to it, upstairs from the security department. ”

He put his mouth on the side of the lunch box and pulled his chopsticks into his mouth twice. I saw his cheeks bulge and roll like an egg a few times, his thick throat sliding downward. "Are you daring?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I say.

"Hmm...... It's nothing, it's just ......" He didn't seem to know where to start, searching for words in his head. Director Deng walked towards us. He looked back and saw Director Deng.

I noticed Director Deng glaring at him with a grin.

He hurriedly gave up a position to the side, turned his face to his lunch box and began to chew rice.

Director Deng sat down, smiled a little apologetically, and said, "Editor Zuo, the food in the cafeteria is a little simpler." I'll make it up for you when I get back. ”

I was still thinking about what Minister Zheng meant by what he said just now, but I politely replied to Director Deng: "You're welcome, you're welcome." ”

After eating, Minister Zheng led me out of the museum compound and under a building. I saw a sign hanging downstairs: Panlong City Ruins Security Department. He said, "Editor Zuo, let's stay here for the next two days." Come to me directly if you have something. You leave a phone number for me. ”

He reported a string of numbers. I used my phone to write it down.

I looked at the old concrete building, which had three floors, and many of the window panes were broken, and the walls were exposed with weathered cement, so that it looked a little gray. According to the sign hanging on the door, it can be seen that the first floor is the office of the security department and the dormitory of the security guards, the second floor is the conference room and the recreation room, and the third floor has five rooms, but there is not a single sign, it seems that it is just some vacant rooms. There is a zigzag staircase on the right side of the building, and the paint on the handrails of the stairs has peeled off and is rusty, looking like an old building from the eighties and nineties of the last century.

"Remember, come to me for anything." Minister Zheng emphasized it again, and his tone was a little strange.

"Okay. Thank you! "I don't care too much, are there still few weirdos we see in this world?

A uniformed girl walked towards the office with a freshly washed aluminum lunch box, seemingly casually glancing at us. Minister Zheng immediately caught her gaze and shouted angrily, "Xiaowan, come over for a moment." ”

"Hey." The girl answered crisply, and turned her face to life. "Minister Zheng, call me?"

"This is the left editor from Hebei. You take him to the guest room on the third floor to take a break. ”

The uniform girl has long eyelashes, and it seems that mascara is used, which sets off the big, bright, and watery eyes.

She tucked her chin in, combined the two jade legs under the dark blue skirt into a tight and delicate "1", put the lunch box behind her with one hand, and stretched out four fingers to me with the other. "Hello!"

Her eyes looked at me fifteen degrees upwards and a seductive swirl of wine hung from the corner of her mouth, which made you feel that she was smiling, but if you looked closely, you would see that she was not actually smiling. It was this mood that made my heart move, and I inexplicably remembered the ancient paintings in my backpack.

Her pupils suddenly widened, and her face was full of surprise, as if she was surprised by my presence.

I saw my broken head in her watery pupils, and quickly reached out and pinched her fingertips. "Hello!" Her fingers were like white fungus soup in the refrigerator, slippery and cold, so cold that my chest tightened, and it felt very strange.

She was stunned, as if awakened by my greeting, and her expression quickly returned to normal. "Let's go. I'll show you the way. Her delicate shoulders spun around and walked towards the stairs on the right side of the building.

She was in front and I was behind, stepping on a concrete ladder to ascend. Her steps were light, her plain white pleated skirt dancing along the knees with her twisting waist, but she didn't make a sound.

"Excuse me, what's your name?" The devil sent me to the gods, and I broke the record I had held for many years. I've never asked for a girl's name before.

She had already climbed the last step on the third floor, turned half her face and came back, "My surname is Li Ming, and everyone calls me Xiaowan." The silhouette was pretty, but there was still no smile, and her voice trembled a little, as if she was very excited.

I was shocked: Xiaowan? Looks like I've seen this name somewhere. The currents of memory swim through the mind.

She led me to the end of the hallway, stopping at the door of the penultimate room.

I noticed that she was wearing a pair of white-soled rubber shoes on her feet, and the red round mouth upper was embroidered with two flying colorful butterflies. At the intersection of the sole and the upper, there is a circle of phoenix-shaped back lines, which makes her full of rich classical temperament. I know that this kind of back pattern comes from the inscription on the Yin Shang bronzes, which is very ancient.

"Left editor, it's here." She said warbly.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings of the room are clear: a wooden table by the window, two wire beds against the wall. There was a boiling water bottle standing on the table. The bed was an army-green futon with a pillow. There are two plastic basins under the bed for washing.

I put my backpack at the head of the bed.

"The first room at the top of the staircase is a bathroom and a boiling water room." She said, "I'll help you get some boiling water." ”

"Okay, thank you!"

She picked up the bottle from the table and fluffed out the door.

This little grace reminds me of the woman in an ancient painting, and to confirm my thoughts, I took the ancient painting out of my backpack and pulled the scroll open to my face.

Xiao Wan carried the boiling water bottle and returned to the table lightly, without a sound. When I looked back and saw her, I was startled, and quickly put away the ancient painting and put it back in my bag, while saying, "Ah, you don't make a sound when you walk, you float on the water." ”

Xiao Wan pursed her lips vigorously, looked at the ancient painting in my hand, and did not answer me, the expression was strikingly similar to the woman in the ancient painting, which made me feel a little dazed, as if she had come out of the painting.

She put the boiling water bottle in the corner of the table, raised her left hand to her chest, stretched out her index finger to point at the ancient painting blocked by the zipper, and her apricot eyes widened.

"How did you get this picture?" She asked, a little surprised, as if I had stolen the painting.

I'm starting to regret having something so valuable with me. "This is what my parents passed on to me." I put my backpack in the place of my pillow and prepared to sleep at night under my head. I re-examined her out of the corner of my eye: a petite woman, don't be afraid.

"In other words, it was from a previous life." She said.

I further noticed that her voice was soft and ethereal, like a snowflake melting into my heart.

My gaze met hers. Her pupils are pitch black, with a blue circle of light in the middle, like the lens of a camera, which seems to teach people to see through the secrets of her heart at a glance, but when you want to go deeper, you run into a door blocking your way. This door is a steep fascination because there is an unknown world hidden behind the door.

"Past life?" I think her words don't seem to be on the same channel as mine, which is a little incomprehensible. It took a lot of effort for my mind to turn around. "I guess so."

"Editor left, what's your name?" It was as if she had suddenly changed into a different person, and her eyes roamed over me unscrupulously, as if she were examining my true identity, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

Like a gorilla, I raised my arms and looked down at myself as if there was a hole in my clothes, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Who are you Zuo Lie?" Her tone was straight and barrely.

……

"Do you know Zuo Lie?"

……

"Do you know Yard Bay?"

……

She sent out a barrage of inexplicable questions.

I can't answer at all, and it's not an exaggeration to say that the second monk is confused.

I laughed. "Xiaowan, you stop. I'm stunned by your question. ”

Many men use rotten tricks to make beautiful eyebrows, but they are used by this woman. Am I so charismatic? I'm afraid it's thanks to the treasure in my backpack. In the face of such a big beauty, I can still be vigilant, and I am a little proud of my calmness.

Xiao Wan suddenly became a little decadent, her shoulders drooped, her face was full of loss, and she suddenly raised her thin eyelids to look at me as if she remembered something, and whispered: "Yes, it's been three thousand years, and you have forgotten me." ”

Listening to her almost pious confession (if this is a confession), looking at the real and almost illusory melancholy in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, a feeling of déjà vu suddenly welled up in her heart.

"It's weird." I said jokingly, "Where have we met?" Maybe it's because of that painting, you really look like her. ”

"...... is your name?" Her expression returned to a bit of normal.

"Left Flame. Left and right, the flame of the fireworks. I said.

She said to herself, "Zuo Lie, Zuo Yan, Blaze, Blaze - it's just the same person." You must be him. ”

"I don't know who Zuo Lie is? But I'd like to get acquainted. "I've been looking for my own parents and don't want to miss an opportunity. I said, "You introduce me." ”

She said regretfully: "It's a pity that I didn't leave a portrait of him." ”

"Is he gone?"

"He's dead."

“……”

I was speechless, she actually said that I was the same person as the person who had died, it was too unlucky.

She seemed to be teasing me. I felt a little tired and said a little old-fashionedly: "I am an orphan, I grew up in an orphanage, I don't even know who I am, let alone a person named Zuo Lie. Xiaowan, you must have recognized the wrong person. ”

"I'll remind you of it." After saying this strange remark, she turned away with some resentment.

This Xiao Wan is also too strange.