To this day, Ah Hua still takes his crepe to "snow dry". Every year, I don't know who wears the clothes to the place of origin to be exposed, although it is troublesome, but thinking of the hard work of the girls in the ice and snow in the old days, I still hope to get to the place where the textile girl is, and use the authentic exposure method to expose it. The morning sun splashed on the white linen crepe exposed to the thick snow, and I don't know whether it was snow or crepe, dyed a beautiful red. When I think of this picture, I feel as if all the summer filth has been swept away, and I have been exposed to the sun, and my body and mind have become comfortable. However, because it was entrusted to a clothing appraisal shop in Tokyo, it is unknown whether the ancient method of exposure will be passed down to this day.

Exposure shops have existed since ancient times. Textile girls are rarely exposed to the sun in their own homes, and most of them are taken to the exposure shop to dry. The white crepe is woven and dried directly on the snow, while the colored crepe is spun into yarn and hung on bamboo poles to be exposed. Because of the exposure from January to February, it is said that some people also use snow-covered paddy fields and dry land as exposure grounds.

Whether it is crepe or yarn, soak it in alkaline water overnight, rinse it with water several times the next morning, and then wring it out for exposure. This is repeated for several days. When the crepe is about to dry, the sun rises and burns with a brilliant red glow, which is a beautiful sight that the people of the south can't wait to see. The ancients also wrote about it. After the crepe is exposed, it is predicted that spring is coming in the snow country.

The crepe production area is very close to this thermal bath. It is located in the field of the lower reaches of the river that gradually widens in the mountain gorge, so it can be seen from Ahua's room. The town that used to be a crepe market has now been built with a railway station and has become a world-famous textile industrial area.

However, Ah Hua did not come to this hot spring bath in the middle of summer when he wore crepe, nor did he come to this hot spring bath in the harsh winter when he was weaving crepe, so he did not have the opportunity to talk to Komako about crepe. Besides, he doesn't look like he's going to visit the relics of ancient folk art. However, Ah Hua listened to Ye Zi singing in the bath, and suddenly thought: If this girl was born in that era, I am afraid that she would also sing like this by the spinning wheel or the loom. The song of the leaves is indeed like that.

Linen yarn, which is thinner than wool, is difficult to do without the natural humidity of snow. The cold season seems most suitable for it. In ancient times, there was such a saying: the linen yarn woven on the cold days of Sanjiu makes people feel particularly cool when worn on dog days, which is due to the natural relationship between yin and yang.

The foal, who is devoted to Ah Hua, seems to have some kind of inner coolness in his roots. Therefore, the unrestrained enthusiasm that burst out of the foal made Ah Hua feel particularly pitiful.

However, this kind of love does not leave a tangible trace like a piece of crepe. Even though the crepe used for dressing is considered to have the shortest life in handicrafts, as long as it is properly kept, crepe of fifty years or older will not fade when worn on the body. And this kind of attachment of people is not as long as crepe. Ah Hua thought about it blankly, and suddenly the image of a foal who had given birth to a child for another man and became a mother suddenly appeared. Startled, he glanced around, thinking that he was probably too tired.

Ah Hua stayed so long this time that it was as if he had forgotten to return to his wife's side at home. It's not that it's inseparable from this place, or that it's inseparable from her, but it's because of the habit of waiting for the foals to come and meet them so often. And the more lonely and sad the foal, the harsher Ah Hua's harsh criticism of himself becomes, as if he no longer exists. That is to say, he knew he was lonely, but he just stayed there motionless. Why did the foal break into his life? Ah Hua is difficult to explain. Ah Hua knows everything about the colt, but the foal doesn't seem to know Ah Hua at all. The empty echo of the foal hitting the wall, Ah Hua sounded like a snowflake falling on his heart. Of course, Ah Hua can't be so bohemian forever.

Ah Hua felt that it was impossible to come back to this hot spring bath for the time being. As the snow season approached, he approached the brazier and heard the soft boiling sound of water from an ancient iron kettle from Kyoto that the innkeeper had specially brought out. The iron kettle is delicately inlaid with silver filigree flowers and birds. The sound of boiling water has a double accent, and it sounds one near and one far. And a little farther away than the sound of boiling water in the distance, it seems that a faint little bell is constantly ringing. Ah Hua put his ear close to the iron kettle and listened to the ringing. In the distance where the bell kept ringing, the foal walked with small steps similar to the bell. Her little feet caught Ah Hua's eye. Ah Hua was taken aback, and couldn't help but think to himself: It's time to get out of here.

So, Ah Hua remembered to go to the crepe production area. Of course, this action also means finding a chance to leave the hot spring baths for yourself.

However, there are several small towns downstream of the river, and Ah Hua doesn't know which one to go to. He didn't want to see a big town that was developing into a textile industrial zone, so he simply got off the train at a small and cold station. After walking for a while, I came to a city street that looked like an ancient post station.

The eaves of each house stick out, and the pillars supporting one end of it stand side by side on the street. It seems that the eaves of the verandah called "shop" in Edo Castle were called "wild goose wood" in the old days of this snow country. When the snow is too thick, the eaves become a passage to and fro. On the side of the passage, the houses are neat, and the eaves of the corridor are connected.

The eaves were next to the eaves, and the snow on the roof had nowhere else to dispose of it except to get into the road. In effect, the snow is thrown high from the big roof onto the snow bank in the middle of the road. To cross the road, you have to dig a snow bank and build tunnels. These places call it the "Drill Tire Cavity".

It's also in the snow country, but in the hot spring town where the koma is located, the eaves are not connected. When Ah Hua arrived in this town, he saw this kind of "wild goose wood" for the first time. Curiosity prompted him to go over and take a look, only to see that it was very dim under the dilapidated eaves. The sloping base of the column has decayed. It feels as if you are peeking into the melancholy homes of generations of people who have been buried in the snow.

Female weavers who pour their energy into manual work in the snow do not live as happily as woven crepe. The town naturally gives a rather old impression. In the ancient books that record crepe, the Tang Dynasty Qin Taoyu is also quoted [秦韬玉, Tang poet. The poem is known for its seven rules, and "Poor Girl's Poem" is more famous. However, it is said that the reason why weavers are reluctant to hire female weavers is that weaving a piece of crepe is quite labor-intensive and unprofitable.

Such a nameless worker who worked hard has long since passed away. They left only this chic crepe. There is a cool feeling when you wear it in summer, and it has become Ah Hua's luxurious clothing. This was not unusual, but Ah Hua suddenly felt strange. Could it be that any action full of sincere love will sooner or later whip people? Ah Hua walked from under the "wild goose tree" to the road.

The long straight street resembles the streets of the hotel area. This is probably an old town that passes straight through the hot spring village. The horizontal wooden strips and stone paving on the roof of the wooden planks are no different from those in the hot spring villages.

The pillars of the eaves cast a faint shadow, and before you knew it, it was nearly dusk. There was nothing to see, so Ah Wah took another train to another town. It's also on par with the previous town. Ah Hua just walked leisurely there, and then ate a bowl of noodles to warm up.

The pasta shop is on the riverbank. The river probably also flows from the hot spring baths. The nuns could be seen walking across the bridge in twos and threes. They wore straw sandals, some of them carried bowl-topped straw hats, as if they had returned from fate, giving people the feeling that the birds were in a hurry to return home.

"There are quite a few nuns passing by here, right?" Ah Hua asked the woman at the noodle shop. "yes. There is a nunnery in this mountain. After a while, when it snows, when you come out of the mountains, the road is not easy to walk. ”

In the twilight, the mountains on the other side of the bridge are already a white landscape. In this northern country, when the leaves are falling and the wind is cold, the sky is always cold and gloomy. It's about to snow. The mountains near and far turn a vast white, which is called "Mt. Clouds and Mist". In addition, you can hear the sea roaring near the sea, and you can hear the mountain whimpering in the deep mountains, and this natural symphony is like a muffled thunder in the distance, which is called "the roar of the sea and the mountains". When you see the "clouds and mist" and hear the "roar of the sea and the mountains", you know that it is about to snow. Ah Hua remembered that there was such a record in ancient books.

On the day when Ah Hua woke up late and listened to the autumn foliage tourists singing ballads [ballads, lyrics of the classical Japanese opera "Noh", it snowed for the first time. Maybe because Ah Hua traveled alone and had a tryst with the foals in the hot spring town, his hearing became particularly keen, and as long as he thought of the roaring mountains of the sea, his ears seemed to echo with this distant muffled thunder.

"The nuns are going to live out the winter. How many of them are there?"

"Oh, probably a lot. ”

"So many nuns gathered together and spent months in the snow and ice, and I don't know what they were doing? ”

The woman in the noodle shop just smiled at Ah Hua's curious words. Ah Hua waited at the station for nearly two hours for the return train. The faint sunlight sank, and a chill hit, like the cold light of the stars, cold. The feet also feel cold.

After running aimlessly, Ah Hua returned to the hot spring baths. The car drove past the fork and drove until it reached the edge of the cedar forest of the guardian saint, and a house with a bright light appeared in front of him, and Ah Hua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This is a small restaurant called "Kikumura". Three or four geisha stood in front of the door chatting.

He didn't know that the foal was there, and the foal appeared.

The car suddenly slowed down. Apparently, the driver already understood the relationship between Ah Hua and Komako, and intentionally or unintentionally slowed down the car.

Ah Hua turned his head for no reason and looked in the opposite direction to the foal. The ruts of the car that Ah Hua was sitting in were clearly left on the snow, and in the starlight, it was unexpectedly dragged far away.

The cart came to the foal. I saw that the foal had just closed his eyes and jumped up at the car in a cold manner. The car did not stop, and still climbed the ramp at the same slow speed. Hunched over, the foal grabbed the handle on the door and jumped on the pedal outside the door.

The foal pounced as if he was intrigued, and Ah Hua felt as if something warm was gently approaching, so he did not feel unnatural or dangerous about the foal's behavior. As if he was about to hold on to the window, the foal raised an arm. The cuffs slipped down, revealing the color of the long shirt. The color filtered through the thick windowpane into Ah Hua's frozen eyelids.

The foal pressed his forehead against the windowpane and screamed:

"Where have you been? Hey, where have you been?"

"How dangerous, it's just nonsense!" Ah Hua replied in a loud voice, but it was a sweet banter.

Komako opened the door and reversed sideways. However, by this time the car had stopped and came to the bottom of the mountain.

"I said, 'Where have you been?'

"Well, this ......"

"Where?"

"I can't say where it goes. ”

Komako straightened the hem of her clothes, and her demeanor was full of geisha's style, and Ah Hua suddenly felt a little novel.

The driver sat motionless. The car had reached the end of the street and stopped. Ah Hua thought it was funny to sit in the car like this, so he said, "Get out of the car." ”

The foal put his hand on Ah Hua's knee.

"Oh, it's cold, look, it's cold, why don't you take me?" "Yes, I should take you there......"

"At this time, you said take me there, you are really interesting. ”

The foal smiled merrily and climbed the path with steep rocks.

"I watched you go out. It was about two or three hours ago, right?" ”

"I heard the sound of cars, so I came out to look. I went outside and looked. You didn't even look back, did you?"

"Hmm. ”

"You didn't look behind, why didn't you look back?"

Ah Hua was a little surprised.

"Didn't you know I was sending you?"

"I don't know. ”

"Look at you. The foal was still smiling with joy. Then, she leaned over her shoulders. "Why don't you take me there? I hate it!" suddenly rang the bell to report the fire.

The two looked back.

"On fire, on fire!"

"It's on fire!"

The fire burst up from the middle of the village below.

The foal shouted something two or three times, and grabbed Ah Hua's hand.

Tongues of fire loomed in the billowing smoke. The fire spread to the side, engulfing the surrounding eaves.

"What is it? Isn't it near the master's house where you used to live?" "No. ”

"Where is it?"

"A little up, near the train station. ”

Flames rushed through the roof and rose into the air.

"Look, it's a silkworm house. It's a silkworm house! Look, you see, the silkworm house is on fire. The foal pressed his cheek on Ah Hua's shoulder, and said one after another: "It's a silkworm house, it's a silkworm house!"

The fire burned even brighter. Looking down from above, under the vast starry sky, the fire is like a game, silent. Still, she was terrified. It was as if I heard a fierce sound of fire approaching. Ah Hua hugged the foal. "Nothing to be afraid of. ”

"No, no, no!" the foal shook his head and cried. Her face was pressed against Ah Hua's palm, and she looked smaller and more delicate than usual. The tense temples were throbbing.

When he saw the fire, the foal began to weep. But what was she crying about? Ah Hua didn't doubt it, but still hugged her.

Komako suddenly stopped crying, and she lifted her face off Ah Hua's shoulder.

"Ouch, by the way, tonight there is a movie in the silkworm room, and it is crowded with people, you ......"

"That's a big deal!"

"Someone will be injured and burned!"

The two of them heard a commotion from above, and they hurriedly climbed the stone. When I looked up, the sliding windows of the rooms on the second and third floors of the high inn were almost open, and people ran to the bright corridor to watch the fire. In one corner of the courtyard, a row of dead branches of chrysanthemums, the outline of which is not clear whether it is by the light of the inn or the starlight, makes people feel that there is a fire reflected on it. Just behind that row of chrysanthemums, there were also some people standing. Three or four innkeepers stumbled off the top of Ah Hua and the others. The foal raised his voice and asked:

"Hey, is it a silkworm house?"

"It's a silkworm house. ”

"Is anybody hurt? Is anybody hurt?"

"I'm going out one by one. The phone called to say that the film was suddenly burning, and the fire spread quickly. Well, you see. The man ran into both of them, waved only one arm, and left.

"I heard that people were throwing children down from the second floor one by one. ”

"Well, how can this be. ”

The foal walked down the stone as if he were chasing after his fellow. Later, everyone who came downstairs ran ahead of her. She involuntarily ran along. Ah Hua followed.

Underneath the rocks, the fire was blocked by the house, and only tongues of fire could be seen. The sound of fire alarms resounded in the sky, making people more and more frightened, and they ran around.

"It's icy, please be careful, slippery!" The foal stopped, looked back at Ah Hua, and took the opportunity to say, "By the way, you forget it, why bother to go together." I'm worried about the people in the village. ”

That's what she said, and that's true. Ah Hua was disappointed. Only then did they realize that there were railroad tracks under their feet, and they had come to the fork of the railway.

"Milky Way, how beautiful!"

The foal muttered to herself. She looked up at space and ran again.

Ah, the Milky Way! Ah Hua also looked up and sighed, as if his body had floated leisurely into the Milky Way. The light of the Milky Way seemed very close, as if it was about to hold Ahua up. Basho [巴木, also known as Matsuo Basho (1644-1694), a famous Japanese haiku poet. He spent his life traveling, writing many travelogues and haikus, and the Milky Way he saw on the rough seas was probably like such a bright river. The vast Milky Way hangs in front of you, as if it wants to embrace the vast land of night with its naked body. It's stunningly beautiful. Ah Hua felt that his small figure was reflected into the Milky Way from the ground. The stars dotted with the Milky Way are dazzling and clearly visible, and even the bright clouds look like grains of silver sand, which are very clear. Moreover, the bottomless depth of the Milky Way attracted Ah Hua's attention.

"Hey, hey. Ah Hua called to the foal, "Hey, come on!"

The foal was running towards the dim mountains under the Milky Way.

She ran forward with the placket of her clothes, and with each wave of her arms, the red hem was sometimes exposed, sometimes hidden, and looked even more red on the star-sprinkled snow. Ah Hua quickly chased after him.

The foal slowed down, loosened his shirt, and grabbed Ah Hua's hand.

"You're going too?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's so nosy!" the colt lifted the hem that was dragging on the snow, "people will make fun of me, you go back!"

"Well, I'm going to the front. ”

"How bad is this, I have to take you with me even when I go to the fire, and I will be embarrassed in front of the villagers. ”

Ah Hua nodded and stopped. The foal gently grabbed Ah Hua's sleeve and slowly started to leave.

"You find a place to wait for me, and I'll be right back. Where can I find a place?" ”

"yes. Let's go a little further. The foal looked straight at Ah Hua's face, suddenly shook his head and said, "I won't do it, I won't pay attention to you anymore." ”

The colt snorted and touched Ah Hua with his body. Ah Hua shook for a moment. In the thin snow beside the road, rows of green onions stand.

"It's so ruthless!" said the foal, teasing. "Well, you said I was a good woman. Why does a person who says he will leave still say these things, is he confessing to me?"

Ah Hua remembered that the foal used a hairpin to spread the mat.

"I cried. When I got home, I cried. I'm afraid to leave you. Still, you'd better go early. You told me to cry, I won't forget it. ”

As soon as Ah Hua remembered the words that caused a misunderstanding of the colt, but it was deeply imprinted on her heart, she suddenly felt a sense of attachment. In an instant, there was a murmur of voices on the other side of the fire. A new tongue of fire erupted again.

"You see, it's burning so badly, and the flames are coming up again. ”

The two breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been saved, and ran again.

The foal runs fast. She wore clogs and ran across the ice as if she were flying. Rather than swinging back and forth, the arms stretched out to the sides, concentrating all the strength on the chest. Ah Hua thinks she is extraordinarily small and exquisite. The fat Ah Hua ran while watching the foal, and he was already tired. The foal suddenly gasped for breath and staggered to Ah Hua.

"My eyes were so cold that I was about to burst into tears. ”

Her cheeks were hot, and only her eyes felt cold. Ah Hua's eyes were also moist. He blinked, and his eyes were full of the Milky Way. He controlled the tears that were glistening to the crystal. "Does this galaxy appear every night?"

"Milky Way? But it's not every night. How clear. The two of them came running. The Milky Way seemed to pour from behind them to the front. Komako's face seems to be reflected in the Milky Way.

However, the contours of her delicate and straight nose were blurred, and her small lips lost their color. Ah Hua couldn't believe that the bright ribbon of light that arced across space could be so dim. Probably because the starlight is dimmer than the hazy moonlit night. However, the Milky Way is clearer and brighter than any full moon night sky. There is no projection on the ground. Strangely, Komako's face was like an old mask, faintly emerging, exuding a woman's fragrance.

Ah Hua looked up, and felt as if the Milky Way was about to embrace the earth.

Like a large band of light, the Milky Way makes people feel as if they are soaked in Ah Hua's body, floating and floating, and then standing at the ends of the earth. Although this is a kind of cold loneliness, it also gives people a certain magical sense of seduction.

"After you're gone, I'm going to be through the day. With that, the foal pulled his loose bun with his hand and walked away. After walking five or six steps, he turned back and said, "What's wrong with you? ”

Ah Hua stood still.

"Wait a minute, and then we'll go back to your room. ”

The foal raised his left hand and left. Her back seemed to be swallowed up by a dark col. The Milky Way stretched out towards the end of the mountain range, and back from there it spread rapidly into the distance of space. The mountains are deeper.

Ah Hua walked for a while, and the figure of the foal disappeared behind the house on the side of the road.

The shouts of "hey, hey" can be heard, and the fire brigade can be seen dragging a water pump down the street. People rushed to the streets. Ah Hua also hurried to the road. At the end of the road where the two of them had come, they formed a T-shape with the main road.

The fire brigade hauled in the pumps again. Ah Hua gave way, and followed behind them. This is an old-fashioned hand-pressed wooden water pump. One firefighter pulls a long rope in front of him, while others gather around the pump. The pump is pitifully small.

The foal dodged as well, allowing the pumps to pass. She found Ah Hua, and the two walked together again. The person standing on the side of the road dodging the water pump, as if attracted by the water pump, chased after him. Now, the two of them were just members of the crowd rushing to the fire.

"You're here too? ”

"Hmm. This pump is old, I'm afraid it's a guy before the Meiji era. ”

"yes. Don't trip up Luo. ”

"It's so slippery. ”

"yes. If there is a heavy snowstorm overnight, I am afraid you will not be able to come, will you not be able to come? At that time, the pheasants and rabbits will flee to people's houses. As she said this, her voice was cheerful and loud, perhaps because of the shouts of the firefighters and the footsteps of the people. Ah Hua also felt relaxed.

The flames erupted in bursts of sound, and tongues of fire burst out in front of them. Koma grabs Ah Hua's elbow. The low black roof of the road appeared rhythmically in the firelight, and then faded away. The water from the pump flows down the road under your feet. Ah Hua and the foal were naturally blocked by the human wall and stopped. The burnt smell of the fire was mixed with a fishy smell like boiling silkworm chrysalis.

At first, people talked loudly everywhere: the fire was caused by the fire on the film film, and the children who were watching the movie were thrown down from the second floor one by one, and no one was injured, but fortunately the silkworm chrysalis and rice from the village were not put in now, and so on. However, now everyone is silent in the face of the fire. The scene of the fire, no matter near or far, was united in a silent atmosphere. Only the sound of burning and the sound of water pumps were heard.

From time to time, some villagers who are late to the village call the names of their relatives everywhere. If anyone answers, they rejoice and call one another. Only this kind of sound shows a little bit of life. The alarm bells are gone.

Fearing that someone else would see him, Ah Hua quietly left the foal and stood behind a group of children. The fire was scorching, and the children took a few steps backwards. The snow under my feet is also a little soft. The snow in front of the human wall was melted by water and fire, and the snow became muddy with messy footprints.

This is a dry field next to a silkworm house. Most of the villagers who came with Ah Hua and the others have come here.

The flames came from the entrance where the movie was placed, and almost half of the roof and walls of the silkworm house were burned down, while the skeleton of the pillars and beams was still smoking. Wooden roofs, wooden walls, and wooden floors are gone. There was no smoke coming out of the house. The roof was sprayed with so much water that it didn't seem to burn anymore. But the flames continued to spread, sometimes from unexpected places. The water from the three pumps was quickly sprayed over, and the flames spewed out sparks and black smoke.

These sparks burst into the Milky Way, and then expanded, and Ah Hua felt as if he had been lifted up and floated into the Milky Way again. Black smoke rushed up the Milky Way, and instead, the Milky Way poured down. The jets of water that sprayed beyond the rooftop, swaying and turning into a hazy mist, also reflected the bright light of the Milky Way.

At some point, the foal leaned over and grabbed Ah Hua's hand. Ah Hua looked back, but was silent. The foal was still looking in the direction of the fire, and the light of the fire swayed rhythmically on her serious face, which was a little hot. A wave of passion surged into Ah Hua's heart. The colt's bun was loose, and she craned her neck. Ah Hua was about to reach out his hand unexpectedly, but his fingers trembled. Ah Hua's hands also warmed. The foal's hands grew hotter. Somehow, Ah Hua felt that parting was imminent.

The pillar at the entrance or something burst out again and burst into flames. The water column of the pump shot straight through, and the beams creaked and sang, and they looked like they were about to collapse. The crowd gasped with an "ahh

Since the silkworm house doubles as a theater, there is not much audience on the second floor. Although it is the second floor, it is very low. The fall from the second floor to the ground was only a matter of moments, but it gave people enough time to clearly capture her appearance when she fell. Maybe the strange appearance when she fell, like a doll, you can tell that she is unconscious. It fell without making a sound. This place is pure water, and no dust is raised. It falls right in the middle of the flames that have just spread and the flames that have been rekindled.

Firefighters shoot a water pump at the resurgent flames, shooting out an arc-shaped jet of water. In front of the column of water, a woman's body suddenly appeared. That's how she fell. The woman's body, in a horizontal position in the air. Ah Hua's heart shook suddenly, he didn't seem to feel danger and fear immediately, as if it was an illusion of the unreal world. The stiffened body fell in mid-air and became soft. However, she looked like a doll without resistance, and seemed free because of the loss of her life. In this moment, life and death seemed to stop. If there was any uneasy thought that flashed through Ah Hua's mind, it was that he had worried about whether the straight woman's body would face down, and whether the waist or knees would bend. It looked like there was that kind of movement, but she finally fell straight down.

"Ahh

The foal screamed and covered his eyes with his hands. Ah Hua's eyes stared unblinkingly.

When did Ah Hua know that the woman who fell was the leaf?

In fact, the gasps of the people and the exclamation of the foals "ah" all happened at the same moment. Leaf's legs and stomach spasmed on the ground, and it seemed that it was also at the same moment.

The foal's screams echoed through Ah Hua's body. Leaf's legs are twitching. At the same time, Ah Hua's toes were also cold and convulsive. An indescribable pain and sorrow came over him, causing his heart to beat violently.

The spasms of the leaves were so slight that they were barely noticeable, and they quickly stopped.

Before the leaves spasmed, the first thing Ah Hua saw was her face and her red kimono. The leaves fall from their backs. The hem of the garment was lifted to one knee. When he fell to the ground, only his legs and stomach spasmed, and the whole person was still in a coma. For some reason, Ah Hua always felt that Ye Zi was not dead. Her inner life was morphing and becoming something else.

On the temporary stand on the second floor where the leaves fell, two or three pieces of wood on the shelves fell diagonally, hit the leaves in the face, and burned. Ye Zi closed those charming and beautiful eyes, protruding his chin and stretching his neck. The light of the fire flickered on her pale face.

Ah Hua suddenly remembered the scene when he went to this hot spring bath a few years ago to meet Komako, and when the lights of the mountains and fields on the train were reflected on Yezi's face, his heart fluttered again. It was as if at this moment, the firelight also illuminated the years he had spent with the foal. It is also full of unspeakable pain and sorrow.

The foal sprang out from Ah Hua's side. It was about the same moment as she covered her eyes and screamed. It's also the time when people gasp for air with an "ahhh

Pulling the hem of the geisha's long dress, Komako staggered over to the rubble washed by the water and carried the leaf back. Ye Zi showed a desperate expression, drooping her dying face. The foal seemed to hold on to his own sacrifices and sins.

The noise of the crowd faded away, and they swarmed up and surrounded the two of them.

"Get out of the way, please get out of the way!"

Ah Hua heard the foal's shout.

"This kid is crazy, she's crazy!"

The foal screams frantically, and Ah Hua tries to get close to her, but is pushed and shoved by a group of men. These men wanted to take the leaves from the foals and take them away. When Ah Hua stood firm and looked up, the Milky Way seemed to make a noise and poured down on his heart