The bitterness of the Kunai River is not bitter at all, and you can't cry.

With the passage of time, the bitter taste in the mouth gradually disappeared, and there was no trace of it, and the remaining taste was extremely indifferent sweetness.

See the light at the end of the tunnel.

It seems to be so, and above the taste sensation, it is true, but it is only the taste of saliva.

However, it is still sweet.

After the bitterness, it is sweet, it should be sweet, it is indeed sweet, the feeling drives the thoughts, and finally it is covered by the thoughts, only a faint sweetness echoes in the mouth, and the sweet taste becomes the only one in the feeling.

Sweet, really, sweet.

Li Yuchen thought in his heart, the bitter taste also brought him a different wonderful feeling, which made him want to cry in the thoughtlessness of his thoughts, and the vague memory in the bitter taste made him bring the black river water he was holding in his hand to his mouth and take another sip.

The river in the eyes is very black, there is no light through it, it is black that can absorb all the light, giving people a kind of visual horror.

But he didn't think so, it was thoughtless, he just thought that it was the river, he had no other thoughts, he didn't care, he just wanted to feel the taste of the river that could kill everything, and the vague memory brought by the bitter taste.

It's just that the sip of river water I drank didn't have the bitter taste at the beginning.

The river still has a bitter taste, but the taste is much lighter, and it is not as good as before, which makes him feel less like crying.

If you don't want to cry, you really want to cry.

I always feel that something has been lost, as if it is a memory that my thoughts can no longer relate to, and something that is very important to life can no longer be found, which is a real sadness.

I want to cry, but I can't.

He poured down the river water he was holding in both hands, and almost choked with eagerness, tears flashing in his eyes again.

"Are you okay?" the woman was slightly worried, and patted Li Yuchen's back like the most gentle touch, "It's good to taste it, don't be too anxious, and you can't be in a hurry to drink the river water here." ”

Swallowing the river water, Li Yuchen shook his head, shook his head, and nodded deliberately.

If you drink too much river water, there will be no bitter taste, and it is true, only a very faint and thick sweetness is left in his mouth, and the little bitterness is diluted by a large mouthful of river water poured into the back.

After tasting the taste, I was very anxious, I wanted to be more urgent, and I wanted to drink it again, and I drank it out of my memory.

"Let's go upstream, there's a bridge ahead. The woman said softly.

Before Li Yuchen could say anything, he felt that his right hand was being held, very light and very tight, with a slippery touch, leading him around, like a stroll, slowly towards the upper reaches of the river.

As he progressed, his eyes were often on the river, and he noticed something unusual.

The color of the river has faded, and it is still very black, but it is not as black as before, which does not tolerate other colors, mixed with some color, like the color of the sky, and it is difficult to distinguish if you are not careful.

Seem...... The water upstream should be clearer.

He wasn't sure, and was diverted by the whispered words.

"It's here. The woman pointed ahead, pointing to the wide, unflowing lake, "The bridge is there, and you can only see it from a special position." ”

Pulling Li Yuchen forward some distance, she stopped by the river, moved lightly, and shook her upper limbs lightly in the air, her eyes blinking, looking for a special position where she could see the bridge.

"This is it. Her left hand was slightly stronger, and she showed a playful smile to Li Yuchen, "See?"

Moving his body to the side a little, he didn't see the so-called bridge, and then he turned his head to the left and right, trying to find it, and finally found the location where he could see the bridge.

There is indeed a bridge, a bridge that is only pure black, like stone and wood, and there seems to be nothing peculiar about removing that blackness.

"Let's go to the bridge. The woman pulled Li Yuchen forward and walked to the pure black bridge.

Standing on the bridge, there is a wind blowing, it seems to be the wind brought by the flow of the river, and it seems to be the wind that only belongs to the bridge of Naihe, which is not very big, but it blows the body slightly cold, and even feels a little cold.

In the wind, there is also the fragrance of flowers.

"This bridge, I call it the Nai He Bridge, which means the bridge over the Kunai River, but it is not the Nai River of the Kunai River, but the helpless Nai. ”

"There is a bridge on the Kunai River, and the water has no choice but to flow away, and it can't lock the river and stop the flow of the year. ”

"Looking at the river on the bridge, it has already changed. ”

The woman whispered, as if she was simply speaking, but also seemed to tell, talking about the Nai He Bridge on the Kunai River, talking about the helplessness of the Nai He Bridge, and talking about her own heart.

Walk slowly to the side of the bridge, look at the flowing water under the bridge from a little distance, there is no trace of black at all, with a little cyan in the white, like natural cyan, more like a kind of green, a layer of hazy color halo above the river, and the white with green river water has an obvious sense of dislocation.

Looking back and looking at where you came from, everything has changed.

The sight was gone, and the colors in the sky changed, leaving only a bridge and the river beneath the bridge.

In an instant, there was panic in his eyes.

"This is a unique view on the Nai He Bridge, and if you leave the Nai Ho Bridge, it will still be the same as before. The woman whispered, and a smile bloomed, more brilliant than the color.

Li Yuchen nodded, indicating that he knew, but he was not completely relieved, as if he had palpitations after experiencing the test of death, and he couldn't forget it for a while, and there would always be some strange thoughts in his mind.

The heart is restless, and gradually the heart is at ease.

I shifted my mind and watched the water of the Kunai River flow away, and looked at the Nai Ho Bridge reflected in the river.

"However, the bridge, according to legend, appeared at the same time as the Kunai River, and was not built by manpower, and the scene on the bridge is also very reasonable. There is also a beautiful legend that if you drink the water of the Kunai River and cross the Nai Bridge, you can forget all your troubles. ”

"I have also drunk the water of the Kinai River and crossed the Nai Ho Bridge, but I can't forget the past. ”

"The troubles of the past...... Some things, some people, can't be forgotten if you want to. ”

"Life is like a bridge, there is nothing to be done. ”

The woman read softly, with a simple and natural smile on her face, but she said very bitter memories, and it was also the beauty after the bitter memories.

What is forgotten is the trouble, and what cannot be forgotten is the past...... The troubles of the past are not forgotten if you want to.

Maybe it's a little contradictory, or maybe it's not, it's not important, you don't have to rely on water, you don't have to rely on bridges, you don't have to rely on legends, only reality is the most real.

But sighing on the bridge, what can be left except for the slow flow of the river?

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Can you forget, can't you forget? It's all in the past.

Listening to the words in his ears, it seemed to be frozen in the flow of time, Li Yuchen was silent, and his heart was silent.

I don't look at the flowing water in the Kunai River, I don't look at the Nai He Bridge above the flowing water, I don't look at the people beside me, I close my eyes close, I close them lightly and closes them tightly, I look up when I take a deep breath, I don't see the colorful light above my head, and I don't want to think.

What a bridge, what a bridge?

(Only one more, what can I do?)