Then, slowly, my body squirmed, and I let go of the palms that were hidden from my ears, and the still boiling shouting of the dense crowd behind me could be heard in my ears. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 I think, I also know, that the sound is too noisy, mixed with the roars of the women who have been tired of the competition and the onlookers, of course, in retrospect, there must still be the excited voice of the little cook in the wide flower-stepping courtyard on the inside of the gate of the city government, and the sound of the still arrogant and joyful guessing of the flowers of the city lord Pang who I love the most, and the sound of their sometimes wishful laughter.

That evening, I struggled through the long crowd, and I realized that there were many beautiful and charming women who were dressed in various regional costumes that day, waiting to participate in the flower stepping event, and there was no shortage of queues, all the way to the end of the southern end of Myome Street. At that time, I imagined that if the long stream of participants had participated in the day's flower stamping activity, then at least I had to make an exception to hold the lantern at night in the flower stomping courtyard. If that's the case, then the flower stamping festival at that time at dusk should be going on for a long, long time. Then, the number of beautiful new city ladies who will be selected from the flower stamping festival that day should far exceed hundreds and nearly thousands, and it should probably reach as many as thousands.

When I think about it, my heart is more depressed, my steps are heavier, but my conviction is stronger. My love for the Pang City Lord, my reluctance to the Pang City Lord, all turned into a river of grief from my body downward, along the long Miao Nu Street to the south, outward, towards the outside of Guyuan City, rushing away.

At the same time, when I continued to leave the southern city with difficulty, I was also a little lucky, glad that the flow of people in Miaonu Street at that time was surging, and that my figure and shame were not discovered by some people in the city who knew me, maybe relatives and friends. I was full of shame, and at last when it was about to get dark, I left the city and walked out of the city, the city where I was full of affection, the city where I lived most in my life, and the man I loved and cared for the most.

The moment I walked out of Guyuan City, I really can't describe the pain I was in at that time. I made my own decision, and I didn't say goodbye to that Pang City Lord. I think he might hate me, but so what? I think he might say he can't bear me, but then, how can I believe it anymore? I think that Lord Pang might also be heartbroken, but what can he change?

I silently left the street south of Guyuan City. On both sides of the road, there are dense clusters of Biti bead trees that are full of bright green. They were blown by the evening breeze, and they swayed, like me in the same world at that time. They reminded me of the unforgettable incident of the Grass King's army many days ago, reminded me of the terrifying images at that time, reminded me of the hoarse and desperate cry of the strange man in my ears when I was swallowed up by the thick purple qi, and made the loving image of the yellow-robed priest reappear in front of my eyes. But all of that just makes me think the world is messing with people. What flower festival, what adventure, what glory and wealth, what white head to old age, in my feelings at that time, it was not as direct as a big dream. I was walking slowly on the same road south of the city. Gradually, I started to give up, and I felt that I was too tired. In the one year I spent with the lord of Guyuan, I had endured too much torture and bitterness. I don't dare to look forward to my future with the city lord, and I can no longer hope that the city lord Pang will give me true love. His deception of that day was so deep and heavy that I will never forget it. At that time, I didn't believe in anyone, I didn't believe in the Pang City Lord, I didn't believe in the magical old man with the staff, and I didn't believe in myself anymore. From that moment on, I became depraved, I didn't have much joy, I didn't have too much beauty, I learned to get by.

At the twilight of my day, when I lay on the ground weakly in the last rays of the sunset, when I was slowly falling in the night, my sad feelings lingered, and my memories were surging like waves, and I suppressed them strongly. It's just that, between my sudden reflections, I found that I seem to have walked out of the gate of Guyuan City, especially since I looked back and saw the side of the thin double eyelids that had been leading many women to shout and cheer, I have been going south, all the way down Miao Nu Street, and never looked back, even if it was the people behind me at that time, even if it was the people behind me who were still fascinated, even if there may be some acquaintances behind me pointing fingers, and some people may laugh at my downfall, just as I laughed at so many former city ladies and women who left the Garden of Hospitality that day。

At that time, I still wanted to suppress myself, keep walking, continue to leave and go outward, and don't look back. It's just that the more I walk, the weaker my legs become, the more I go, the more I miss, and the more I walk, the more unwilling I become. A strange image came to my mind at dusk. In the picture, the city lord Pang learned of my departure, he regretted it too much, he discarded the fifty beautiful women who participated on the spot in the flower courtyard, he ran outward, towards the outside of the city, he pushed the dense flow of people who loved him, he also anxiously inquired, inquired about my whereabouts, and then rushed to the south, also along the Miaome Street, closely following my figure, following my footsteps, following my departure, and was desperately running towards me. That was a completely opposite reflection of my thinking when I was determined to leave the Pang City Lord, and I knew it. But when that kind of picture suddenly appeared in my mind, my heart instantly swelled with great relief and inexplicable happiness. I think that if the scene at that time really happened, then I will, and it is possible to accept the city lord Pang again, and I will follow him back to Guyuan City, and go with him to drive away all the beautiful girls who participated in the flower festival that year, whether they were victorious or unsuccessful! When I suddenly had that thought, when I was still extremely unwilling in my heart, I suddenly felt that I should look back and look back at the real picture, the real scene behind me, even if the hope of the scene at that time was extremely slim. Even if everything may be just my fantasy, I want me to see it more realistically, and I want me to see it without regrets.

So, I worked hard, stopped my heavy steps, I slowly and nervously, as nervous and trembling as I was fighting, and then slowly turned gently, facing the direction of the south gate of Guyuan City in the north, the straight road behind me, slowly to the north, looking intently, looking carefully, just in that moment, I really saw a person, a person's figure, I was suddenly extremely excited. I then frantically tried to turn around again, and struggled to turn back, my whole body tense and excited. I took advantage of the dim light of the day to look north along the straight road. I saw a distance of about 100 meters, at the foot of the south city gate, and sure enough, there was indeed a human body standing, but it could only be described by standing, not by chasing, and I was happy for a moment to think that it was none other than the Pang City Lord! Moreover, at the moment when I first looked at it, I suddenly realized that the person was the Pang City Lord, and there was a slight resemblance in appearance. But when I was overjoyed and continued to look at it intently, I was disappointed to see that the man was not the Lord of Pang City, and it could be completely denied from the clothes and outfits of the person at that time! The old man with long white hair, the old white doctor who was honored by the Lord of Pang City in the future. He was dressed in the same fat and unusual costume as before, his long snow-white hair and long beard fluttering in the wild wind outside the empty southern city gates, and he looked in my direction with a sad expression, and looked more like he was looking at me, but he didn't say a word.

I couldn't help but feel emotional. Although I was born in my mind at that sudden moment, the person I finally saw behind me was not the Pang City Lord. I continued to be lost, or utterly hopeless. But I was in despair, and I was very curious. I wonder why the old white doctor didn't have that at that time, when all the men and women in the city were paying attention to the flower festival, and why did he appear mysteriously outside the southern city of Guyuan City, and see me off by himself?

I was standing in a daze in the middle of the road stretching straight to the south of the city and at the end of the road at the north end of the old white doctor in a wide and abnormal robe for a long time, I could feel his sympathy for me, his understanding of me, and his helplessness about everything at that time, but I could also see from his expression that it was the only thing he could do for me under the situation at that time. He should be the same as me, he saw everything in the house, but he couldn't do anything about everything at that time.

At that time, I saw his frustration, his old age, his desolation, his complicated feelings. I didn't bother him any more, and the old white doctor didn't make any more moves, and he watched me quietly and silently turn south again, and walk away with firm steps out of the city, far away.

At that time, I was even more convinced, I recalled that the Lord of Pang City broke the convention and climbed up from the bed of my bedroom in the pavilion of the Garden of Grace at the dawn of the 17th of May, and the flower stamping festival at that time should have started from the moment when the sky was just brightening after that day, and the flower stamping festival of that day was still going on at that time, continuing into the night, and continuing into the night.

Pang City Lord, he won't think of me, on the day of the Flower Festival. ”