A woman in white, her black hair poured into the air, reflecting the light of the rain and the light of the very little sun, slightly fluttering, her body was light and graceful, but her face was covered by a faint mist, and she didn't know how the face covered by the mist was overwhelming.

She walked barefoot on the surface of the watery lake, except for the light ripples of the rain dripping in the lake, she did not step on any traces, as if she existed in nothingness, or seemed to be one with the lake.

"Here she is. Bai Yu read again.

"Here she is. Li Yuchen suddenly became calm and whispered.

The eyes reflected this graceful white figure, and a familiarity rose from their hearts, making them each have shallow or deep memories, and they were unconsciously pulled by the thoughts of memory.

"It's been a long time since I've been back...... I didn't expect it to be like this. The woman murmured softly, and her voice didn't seem to sound here or now.

The sound that penetrates space and time is heard, gently swaying in the delicate and cool rain that keeps falling, and it seems to originate from this sad sigh of this world, bringing the lake water to be quietly cool.

There are nine fish swimming in the lake, yellow, three, black and five red, and after the woman whispered, they all swam to the surface of the lake dripping rain, swam to the feet of the woman, and swam happily around the white and delicate feet, as if staging a dance.

When the light rain fell, the lake in the mist quietly changed, and when the lake was full of water, it also returned to a longer period of time.

At that time, the mountains were tall and majestic, and there was not much change compared to the mountains today, and the lake at that time was cool and clear, reflecting the color of the mountains from time to time, and when the lake was full, it seemed that nothing had changed.

However, it has really changed a lot.

At that time, the lake was ignorant, looking at the mountains by the lake, looking at the wooden houses living in the mountains, and the people in the wooden houses were always looking at him in the mountains.

He was young, slender, handsome, and had a soft face, but he had an iron face and an indifference that rejected people from thousands of miles away.

In the early morning, when the misty mist was still mixed with the humidity and coolness of the night, he stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, watching the sun rise with a warm light.

When the sun first rises, the sun is not dazzling, it only brings light and warmth, but in his eyes, the sun's light is only cold, without the slightest temperature, which cannot warm his eyes, let alone his heart.

The sun was rising, the light was getting stronger, and he went down from the top of the mountain, like a sudden breeze, before blowing in the distance, and then he came to the front again, and his slender body floated to the bottom of the mountain.

Walking around the lakeside, his slender body was obviously lonely and lonely, and only the light ripples of the lake water caused by the breeze brought him a trace of peace in his heart.

As if he was tired of walking, he no longer walked on, but he stood near the water, reflecting his figure into the lake.

The wandering gaze from far and near, and finally landed at his feet, looking at his own reflection in the lake, looking at his own iron face, he smiled lightly.

His smile has too much self-deprecation, but it dissipates some deliberate indifference, showing the original softness of his face, and his smile brings warmth.

Standing or sitting, occasionally glancing at the rippling waters of the lake, touching the breeze from the mountains from time to time, thinking with his head down, and holding his hair in a daze......

Time, just like that, seems to be just in the blink of an eye, when the sun is setting, and a little more later, it is the night of the day, the stars are covered with black night sky, bringing a soft light that is not like daylight, pouring cool silence.

The lake reflects the starry sky, and if you just look at the lake, the lake seems to merge the whole starry sky, and there is no distinction between each other in the brilliant beauty.

He stood on the shore of the lake, his eyes fell to the lake, staring at the lake, and staring at the starry sky in the lake, separating some familiar pictures from his memory, from his mind to his eyes.

The familiar picture flickered, and he watched quietly, smiling softly.

His smile at this time was very gentle, as if he had returned to the normal state of smiling before, his lips were slightly opened, and he murmured silently, muttering many beautiful moments.

The smile lasted for a long time, and when the starlight was particularly bright, he stopped muttering, and returned to the mountains with a satisfied loneliness, and returned to the wooden house, and fell asleep towards the dawn.

In the memory of the lake, this is a reincarnation, because the second day is like this, and the third day is also ...... He repeats the same life infinitely, as if he does not know tiredness.

The lake is still ignorant, but it is also as tireless as him, just looking at him like that, looking at him every day......

Until one night, he laughed and wept while muttering silently, and the tears fell to the ground, not mixed with the dirt and dust on the ground, and rolled towards the lower part of the ground, slowly falling into the lake and merging into the lake.

After that, he left, leaving an empty wooden house, which had been reduced to dust in time.

He was gone and never came back.

Hushui is still ignorant and has been waiting for him to return.

It is the flow of the picture, the passage of time, back to the delicate rain in the sky, back to the mist rising on the lake, the woman in white speaks softly.

"Later, I met him, but it wasn't really him, just a thought he left behind. The woman whispered, her voice seemed helpless, "I asked him, no, I should really want to ask him......"

"I only asked a few words, and he stopped me, and he opened his mouth, and he said what he wanted to say to me. ”

At this point, although the memory is repeated, the thoughts should have become mud and dust, but the woman is difficult to continue, and there is infinite sadness in the memory.

"You're you, she's her. ”

"She's you, but you're not. ”

"You're her, but it's not her. ”

The man's remaining thoughts stated what he wanted to say, and his body, which was not real, faded into illusion in a bleak but satisfied smile.

"I am here for her, and I am here for you. ”

"Some things, some words, are too much to say, but they don't make sense. ”

"Forget who you used to be, and forget who you used to be, and start a life that belongs only to you. ”

"May you not be her ......"

As the man spoke, his voice weakened little by little, and there was no wind in the air, but because of the woman's movements, there was a faint air current, which completely dissipated the already illusory thoughts.

These are all words in memory, and the woman can't say it.

"As he spoke, his thoughts dissipated, and scattered among my fingertips, and in my bosom. ”

"He left, didn't even leave his name, and never came back. ”

"It's just that I don't believe it, I've been seeking, and because I believe, I've been seeking, I'm going to find him. ”

The woman whispered, her right hand was raised, and a drop of water flew out of Bai Yu's body, flew into the air, came to her body, and landed in her palm, and the crystal clear light shone through time.

"It's my tears and it's his tears. ”

As she whispered, a tear spilled out of the corner of the woman's left eye, slid down her face, and after years of searching, it dripped on her bare feet, dripping on the surface of the lake, dancing a circle of light ripples, and passed around.

The water of the lake, which became more and more in the rain, became flush with the ground and gradually overflowed the lake......