There is no time to know the banks of the Lethe River, he transcends the Six Realms and accepts souls from different planes and interfaces. These souls are all obsessed and resentful and cannot be liberated.

The function of the Lechuan River is to suppress and cleanse the countless grievances since the flood.

According to her original time, Miss Meng has been staying in Lechuan for more than 100,000 years, and she has long been accustomed to waiting.

When no one is around, she leads her son to sit quietly in the small pavilion under the Nai He Bridge, either weaving souls or chatting with the black and white impermanence who comes to visit the door.

This time, she waited for a long time before finally waiting for a man.

Miss Meng beckoned someone to come directly to the pavilion and sit down, and found that it was a middle-aged man in a military uniform.

But the years don't seem to have left too many traces on his face, he is still handsome, extraordinary, mature and steady, but there are a few strands of gray hair on the sideburns on his head that are slightly out of place, but he has the kind of rich experience and accumulation of years that old and unique young people do not have.

Miss Meng looked at him with interest and asked, "What is the name of Mr."

"Jun Gu. He replied lightly, his eyes still looking at his surroundings, "Where is this? Am I not dead?"

"You did die. Miss Meng replied to him with a smile, "But it's also because you died that you came here, this is Lethe." ”

"Lechuan River?" Jun Gu raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Miss Meng, "Mother Meng?"

Miss Meng nodded.

Jun nodded knowingly. I thought it was a legend, but I didn't want it to be true.

As soon as Miss Meng saw his expression, she instantly knew what Jun Gu was thinking, "What, do you think it's incredible, the myth has come true?" Seeing Jun Gu nodding again, she continued: "Everyone who comes to Lethe has this question. ”

"There's nothing surprising about that. There's a lot that can't be explained, it's just that your technology hasn't advanced to a certain extent. She said lightly, "Just like people didn't believe in the theory of evolution at the beginning, and it became a theorem after it was finally confirmed, the question of life and death that you haven't been able to understand in the interstellar era is just that it hasn't reached the level of technology it should have." ”

Thinking about it like this, Jun Gu thought this theory was quite interesting.

Miss Meng got down to business and asked Jun Gu, "What are your unsolved obsessions?"

Jun Gu didn't speak, and was silent for a while before replying, "No." ”

Miss Meng wanted to laugh, to be honest, she had seen too many people with such duplicity.

"People who don't have obsessions can't get here. She directly stretched out her hand in front of Jun Gu's forehead, "Since you don't want to say more, then I can only check it myself." ”

Jun Gu instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move, so he could only let the person on the other side stretch out his hand.

In just a moment, Miss Meng already knew what she wanted to know.

She was actually quite surprised that this time it turned out to be a story between people of the same sex.

Jun Gu was able to move, and Miss Meng also asked: "You said that you have no obsession, so do you love him?"

He was caught off guard by this question, and for a moment he couldn't even breathe, his lips opened and closed, and it took a long time to spit out one word: "Love." ”

"And now, do you still love it?"

“...... Love. ”

Yes, it's all love.

Do you think that after so many years have passed, you don't care anymore, and you don't care anymore, even if you meet again, you meet again after a long absence, you can still smile and say to him very calmly, like your countless fantasies, long time no see.

But what? These are your own fantasies. However, in fact, when you hear his name again, your heart is still like being torn open by a scar, you still feel pain, and your heart can't stop trembling with pain.

That's him, you have loved him for so many years, in your heart, in fact, he has never walked through.

The smile in Miss Meng's eyes was gone, but she still said to Jun Gu in a very gentle and peaceful tone: "However, your love doesn't mean anything." ”

With so many years and so many stories, she has seen more of this kind of person. They talk about love, but they will still choose to sacrifice the love they say is as heavy as life and death without hesitation for something else, and then very ridiculously hold the pain and walk to the glory of being alone for the rest of their lives.

Jun Gu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of rebuttal and anger when he looked at Miss Meng.

These people are like this, he can betray love himself, but he will not allow others to question him.

"It's ridiculous. Miss Meng ruthlessly uncovered his scars, "Even if you tell me here how many times you love him, and you love him so much that you can't extricate yourself, what's the point?"

"Your glorious life is over. In that world, you are a marshal with fine clothes and food, holding heavy power, and being followed by thousands of people, even if you don't have Rong'an, you still have your own wife, and even there are countless beauties outside who are willing to throw themselves into their arms and wait for you...... And, of course, men. But Rong An died so early because of his worries, and he didn't have the slightest happiness because of your so-called love and nostalgia, so what's the point of your love?"

"Of course, you must also be in pain, because your life is not complete, everything that cannot meet your expectations cannot be regarded as complete, and it is also because of this failure that Rong An has become the cinnabar mole in your heart that hurts every time you touch it in the lonely night. "But when you wake up, the sun shines on the power in your hands, and you are still ruthless.

"It's not like this...... Jun Gu's eyes were full of pain, and his lips trembled twice, and he said several times that it wasn't like this.

If it's not like this, what can it be like that? Miss Meng hooked the corners of her lips and smiled sarcastically, "What else do you want to say? Are you very sad? You think that the loss of Rong An makes your heart ache, but when you become a marshal, what else can't you get?" You can even play a game of affectionate stand-ins, or make a tablet to put in your sleeping bedroom, and remember your lost love in front of him every night before going to bed, and you can even shed a few tears while talking about your love when you are drunk, to show the affection and greatness of your love. ”

"Do you still want to ask me, will there be an afterlife between you?" Miss Meng smiled, "and then she will solemnly promise in her heart that if there is an afterlife, you must treat him well for the rest of your life." ”

Jun Gu was completely silent.

"So, you're a hypocrisy, admit it yourself. Miss Meng suddenly conjured up a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of Jun Gu, "Even if you are given a chance to do it again, you will still choose the previous path." ”

"A bowl of Meng Po soup, the past is gone. Drink it, let Rong An go, and let yourself go. ”

"Will he have a good life in the next life?" Seeing Miss Meng nodding, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, looked at the soup on the table, picked it up, and drank it clean one by one.

Jun Gu wiped away the tears on his face and walked into the door of death.