A hundred years have passed, how many people don't know where they live, the origin of the fate is extinguished, scattered and separated, and they are all rolling red dust and annihilated in the long river of time.

It's another year of Tanabata. The starlight in the sky is still the same, the Milky Way is still in the same position, and the moon is still winding. The flowers are similar every year, and on this day of the year, the night sky is no different, except for the weather. After all, the existence of human beings is only a drop in the ocean for the cosmic desolation, and it is a fleeting moment.

"Haha, I just said it would rain tonight, but I brought an umbrella. Su Ziqi stretched out the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and covered herself and Chen Tianchen.

The sudden rain disturbed the pedestrians on the street, and those who did not bring umbrellas ran away quickly to find a place to hide from the rain. Soon all that was left on the road was the blooming oil-paper umbrellas.

"I'll take it. Chen Tianchen walked on Su Ziqi's right, stretched out his left hand and held the umbrella handle, Su Ziqi let go of his hand when he saw this, and Chen Tianchen held the umbrella.

The two are about the same height, Chen Tianchen holds the umbrella at a normal height, and his hand will touch Su Ziqi's shoulder, so he keeps adjusting the position of the umbrella, and it is still very uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll take it!" Su Ziqi saw Chen Tianchen's embarrassment and wanted to take the umbrella.

Chen Tianchen thought to himself, it wasn't difficult, wasn't it just an umbrella. Besides, how can a big man make the girl's family tired. "It's okay, I'll just take it. As he spoke, he raised his hand holding the umbrella a little higher, so that it was just right to cover the two of them from the rain, but his hands were a little sore.

"You haven't held an umbrella for a girl, have you? Su Ziqi asked with a thoughtful smile.

"Uh, uh-huh......" Chen Tianchen's face was slightly red, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, "Eh, there are a lot of people under that shed over there, let's go over and have a look?" immediately changed the topic.

"Zhou Banxian started to tell the story, hurry up, hurry up, there will be no place when it's late. The two of them said as they walked to the shed, as they passed by.

"This seems to be quite popular, let's hurry up and find a good spot. Seeing that the topic had been successfully transferred, Chen Tianchen hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and found something to do to avoid any more embarrassment. So the two of them walked over, and the high platform was much higher than a hundred years ago, and there were many more tea houses at the bottom, so that they could accommodate more guests.

The two saw that most of them were just standing, but the tea house on the side was still a lot empty, and they sat down on the tea house with doubts.

As soon as he took his seat, Xiao Er greeted him: "Guest officer, today's Qixi Tea Villa has a guaranteed consumption of five taels of silver per person, and the guest officer will see what he wants to drink?"

I see, no wonder so many people don't sit down. But it doesn't matter, money is something outside the body, and it should be used when it should be used.

So Chen Tianchen flipped through the tea list and ordered two cups of the most expensive tea: "Well, that's it, let's have two servings." I don't know how this expensive tea compares to Ziying tea?" said the second half of the sentence to Su Ziqi.

Su Ziqi rolled her eyes but didn't answer, obviously thinking that Chen Tianchen's question was very boring.

"Two cups are a total of one hundred and seventy-six taels of silver, what else do the guest officers need?" Xiao Er saw that these two gods of wealth ordered the most expensive tea, and his own draw was nearly twenty taels, which was his own monthly salary. So I was very happy and positive.

"No need, you go down!" Chen Tianchen waved his hand, at this time, they had never eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, they were just too lazy to choose something, so they ordered one casually.

"Okay, two cups of perilla tea. Xiao Er shouted loudly and walked quickly to the back kitchen. The first is to tell the staff in the back kitchen to prepare tea or meals, and the second is to give customers who order expensive tea or dishes a long face and shout out to show off. Therefore, this shouting is also very knowledgeable.

"Bang!" The old man with silver hair but red face put the stunned wood back on the table, picked up the paper fan next to him, spread the fan, and began to sound like a bell: "Good evening, the old man has traveled around the year, this year is already one hundred and eighty eight, and the body is still strong, so people send the title, called 'Zhou Banxian'." Today is the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the old man will tell you the story of the Weaver Girl again!"

"Really, this old man is one hundred and eighty-eight years old?" Ordinary people usually live within 100 years old, and it is rare to see people with high cultivation, so they are surprised that the storyteller is nearly 200 years old.

"Yes, my grandfather said that his grandfather was brought here by my grandfather's grandfather to listen to books when he was a child. This Zhou Banxian was already like this at that time. ”

"So powerful, how can he live so long!"

"It is said that Zhou Banxian got an elixir from the immortals back then, and then his body became more and more robust, and it lasted year after year until now. An elderly man next to him took over the conversation, touched his goatee, and said with a profound look.

"......" There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the half-immortals on the stage told the story vividly.

After an hour, people finally woke up from the story, looking at Zhou Banxian on the stage with great interest, waiting for him to continue the story.

"Zhou Banxian, Zhou Banxian, you have lived for so long, have you transcended life and death, and become immortal, how did you do it?" One of the onlookers below couldn't help but ask the voices of many people, but there were also many people who were dismissive of this question, because they had asked the same question and received the same answer in previous years.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the reincarnation of heaven, everything has a fate, and what should come will come after all. The old man is not immortal, but God has stipulated that it is not yet the time for the old man to leave. In life, no one can transcend the cycle of heavenly principles. ”

"Zhou Banxian, you come here every year to tell the story of the Weaver Girl, do you also have such a Weaver Girl who wants to see but can't?" Another listener sitting at the tea table asked a more technical question, obviously at a much higher level than the person standing.

Now that the sky has cleared, the night sky after the rain is clearer. Zhou Younian looked along the edge of the shed and looked at the two protagonists of tonight in the sky. "Fate is like a circle, if the destined people, even if they go in the opposite direction, they will eventually meet. ”

"So, you've met your sweetheart?" the man continued.

Zhou Younian looked at the gong on the edge of the platform, there were many bumps on it, and the copper surface was a little green, but it was still wiped very shiny. Zhou Banxian replied in a low voice, "Yes, I saw her!" The words were concise and then fell silent.

The man was about to continue talking, but a woman next to him stood up: "Zhou Banxian, may I ask if you can't stay together all your life, then is it necessary to be obsessed with love?"

"Not all feelings can last forever, some have had, and then continue in each other's hearts, which is enough to comfort life!" "A hundred years of loneliness, a hundred years of faith, a hundred years of stationing, many things have been seen thoroughly over the years.

"What if one party changes its mind?"

"The heart is like a rock, how can sorrow and joy come from a thought?" Zhou Younian picked up the fan on the table, spread it out, and fanned it gently, "All feelings that don't last a lifetime can't be called 'love'." Once true love, how can it be shaken?" and then closed the fan, waved it, and said in a firm tone.

"When men chase women, they are all a bunch of routines, what is the actual situation, I can't see it at all, can I believe the man's words?"

"You may not be able to believe what you say, but you can feel enough, and sometimes you are silent because there are no promises in the world. The rolling red dust has gone away in the eyes of the old man, but what remains in his heart is the endless feeling, "There will be someone who will spend their life to cash in, if you grasp it, there will be no regrets in this life!"

"What do you mean by 'routine'?" Chen Tianchen turned his head and asked Su Ziqi suspiciously.

"I don't know if your current problem is just a routine. Su Ziqi's answer made Chen Tianchen inexplicable and even more confused.

All the joys and sorrows in the story are just the storyteller's paper fan and the dust settles down, and the origin and fall of reality will be told in a hundred years?