Yinzhu walked on a road paved with cobblestones, the road was bumpy, the pebbles were sloppy, and the little girl who walked straight had a sore heel. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't know why she was leaving, and she didn't know what was waiting for her in front of her, he just relied on his feelings, and did not stop, and there were many people around, all of them were like Yinzhu, expressionless, walking aimlessly.

Not far ahead, there is a pontoon bridge, which rises and falls on the surface of the river, and at the other end of the bridge, there is endless darkness.

Yinzhu was a little at a loss, slowly, she stopped, stood quietly in place, watched pedestrians walk up the bridge, walked to the opposite bank, the figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and this passage seems to be a one-way street, only the figure of the far away, no pedestrians coming back.

Where is this, where am I?

Yinzhu was confused, a little flustered, suddenly, a person from behind, knocked her stumbling, she did not stand firm under her feet, fell to the side of the road, at this time, the pedestrian behind her just silently turned his head to look at her, did not stop, did not say anything, walked over, and then stepped on the long bridge, walked to the opposite bank, and disappeared like everyone else.

Yinzhu rubbed her ankles and slowly moved to the side of the road, the air around her was cold, the ground was cold, she was thinly dressed at this time, and she felt that her body was cold, so she picked up her knees, curled up, and sat aside.

The sky was dark, the clouds were rolling, and the sun was nowhere to be seen, adding a touch of silence to the cold air.

"Little girl, what are you doing sitting here?"

At this moment, a cold voice, without warning, came from Yinzhu's ear, Yinzhu turned around in shock, only to see an old lady, dressed in coarse linen, standing beside Yinzhu. Her hair was tied with a floral cloth headscarf, her face was slightly wrinkled, and her eyes were cold and faint, giving people a false feeling of being thousands of miles away.

"I ...... I ......"

Yinzhu "me" for a long time, but still couldn't say a complete sentence, so she turned back and buried her head in her knees again.

"What happened?"

The words were faint, it was the voice of the old lady, and at this time, the old lady was like Yinzhu, and slowly sat down beside Yinzhu.

"My father passed away a few years ago, and my grandfather, who depended on me for his life, is now gone, my relatives and friends, they are lying to me and bullying me, even my favorite seventh brother, he doesn't want me to ......"

The more Yinzhu spoke, the more sad she became, she wanted to cry, but found that she had no tears at all.

There was no sound, and there seemed to be only the sound of wind in the air, and Yinzhu looked up in surprise to find that the old lady was still sitting next to her.

"Grandma, who are you and what is this place?"

"Don't you know what this place is?"

Yinzhu shook his head, it was dark here, and although there were countless pedestrians passing by, it seemed that there was no trace of popularity.

"The road in front of you is called Quhui, the bridge in the distance is called Fusheng, and the other end of the bridge is called the other side. ”

"Qu Hui, Floating Life, the Other Side?" Yinzhu's eyes were full of confusion, she had never heard of these places.

"Idiot, that's it!"

Saying that, the old lady didn't know where to take out a soup bowl, the soup bowl was made of white jade, tattooed with a plum blossom, the shape was slightly old, it looked like an antiquity, but it was well preserved.

"Come on, I see you're so cold, why don't you drink this bowl of soup first!"

Yinzhu looked back, only to see the soup bowl steaming, fragrant, unconsciously the corners of her mouth, she already felt cold, such a bowl of hot soup in front of her, even if she felt that something was wrong, she still couldn't help it, stretched out her hand.

She reached out to pick up the old lady's soup bowl, but found that the other party's hand stopped in the distance and did not hand it out, surprised, she looked up at the old lady's face, but found that the other party's eyes rose a different color.

"You don't seem to be here?" the old lady's voice was faint, but there was a hint of popularity in her words.

"Ah, this ...... What do you mean, it's my first time here, and I don't know why I'm here?"

Yinzhu thought that she had made a mistake and was trying to think about it, but she found that her head was empty, and she seemed to have forgotten something.

The old lady looked at Yinzhu silently, but suddenly sighed.

"You've been here for too long, you're starting to react. ”

Yinzhu raised her head, looking confused, she saw the soup bowl in the old lady's hand, but her body shivered because of the cold.

"Grandma, this ......" Yinzhu pointed to the hot soup in the bowl.

The old lady still looked at Yinzhu quietly and was silent, but this time, she suddenly stretched out a hand and touched Yinzhu's beautiful silver long hair.

"The hair is so beautiful, such a beautiful girl, what a pity to come here. For the first time, other feelings flashed in the old lady's eyes, and she smiled slightly, showing regret.

Yinzhu was touched by her hair, but she didn't react, she still sat still, her eyes staring at the misty soup bowl, as if nothing else could make her interested.

"Do you really want to drink it?"

Yinzhu nodded.

But the old lady shook her head.

The old lady smiled slightly, and suddenly took out a snow-white meat bun, which was a little cold compared to the hot soup.

"Would you rather have hot soup or this steamed bun?"

Bun......

In an instant, Yinzhu shook her spirit, and her body suddenly stood up from the ground, and she looked at the old lady in front of her with a frightened expression, and the memories rushed back to her mind crazily.

The old lady also stood up, and the hot soup bowl and steamed buns were gone.

"Go back, you shouldn't have come here, go back the way you came, don't look back!"

While speaking, the old lady stretched out her hands and turned Yinzhu's body around, Yinzhu wanted to turn back, but was also held down by the old lady.

"Remember, don't look back, once you turn back, you really can't go back!"

Listening to the old lady's words, Yinzhu slowly moved to her steps, followed the cobblestone road called Quhui, and slowly walked back in the direction she came from, while avoiding the flow of people going against the road.

"Grandma, who are you?"

Yinzhu remembered the entrustment and didn't dare to look back, but raised his head and shouted into the air.

"My surname is Meng!" the old lady finished speaking, but her figure had slowly become darker.

"Grandma Meng, thank you!"

There is no echo.

Yinzhu was slightly surprised, but she still didn't dare to look back, she didn't stop, walking forward, slowly, the oncoming crowd became less, and the cobblestones under her feet became less, she found that the road ahead was tortuous, but this way, it was obviously just walking in a straight line.

It wasn't when it started, everything around me gradually became blurred, and the sky was clear in the distance.