The person in the water mirror watched him silently, and suddenly transformed into a withered and thin face.
There was a dry smile on his face, and a tear fell from his cloudy eyes.
The teardrops are crystal clear, like condensed pearls.
Cui Wang stretched out his hand in a daze, and the pearl fell into his palm and turned into water. He was surrounded by the omnipresent water vapor, he saw A Niang, he saw Aye, and he also saw his little self.
Cui Wang was sober.
He clearly knew that he was trapped by Taozhiren's memory again.
He was trapped in the recurring nightmare, trapped in this Lantern Festival, trapped in this ubiquitous lantern.
As a little boy, he took A Niang's hand and walked through the downtown.
The city is bustling with people.
He took the candied haws and looked left and right happily.
This was the first time that A Niang took him out, bought him candied haws for the first time, and smiled softly at him for the first time.
He was very happy.
"Ma'am, shall we buy lamps?"
A Niang held him by the hand:
"Let's find Aye."
"What are you doing with Aye?"
"Take Aye home."
But in the end Aye didn't come home.
A Niang found Aye, and he also found Aye.
Aye walked around the lantern market with a young and beautiful aunt in his arms. He bought gold hairpins and lanterns for the aunt.
"Aniang, aren't we going to find Aye and go home?"
"No."
A Niang pulled him and ran away in embarrassment.
He was dragged into a stumble, and when he turned his head, he saw that Aye's face had turned into Zheng Wan.
Holding a lantern, Zheng Wan smiled at the young man in the dim light. She said tenderly:
"OK… "
The huge fog covered the dazzling lanterns, covering even the face of the woman Xianyan, and the illusion in the memory "rumbled" collapsed and shattered into dust.
Cui Wang opened his eyes.
In the water mirror, there is no A Niang, no Taozhiren, no tear.
Only himself.
The cool wind is rustling, and the whole body is desolate.
The brisk words of the children floated not far away.
"Beauty, why don't we go to Fengqing Street next door? I heard that there is a new restaurant there, and the berry cheese is very delicious..."
"Berry Butter? What's that?"
"I heard that it is a kind of fresh dairy food that the shop owner brought back from Xiaoqianjie. First cut dozens of kinds of Yuanguo into small pieces, and then pour it on..."
A glazed lamp, a luminous fan, chatting and laughing, dangling slowly, blended with the couples of men and women on the long street.
They gradually moved away.
The crowd dissipated, only the magnolia lamps on the street did not go out.
Cui Wang stood for a while, then turned around and walked out. A strong wind came, and the black cloak was completely lifted, revealing the mottled white robe inside.
The red Maofu fruit juice and the yellow wine liquid are mottled and miscellaneous, rendering a person in a state of distress.
Cui Wang glanced at it, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The moonlight made him completely cold, but in the cold, something was burning.
This thing, the three-year ice and snow cage has never been closed, and the three-year abstinence has never been suppressed, it lasts for a long time, it burns more and more intensely, the more intense it becomes, the more suppressed it becomes, the more suppressed it boils—
He can no longer sit, no longer can stand, never a moment of stability.
Cui Wang turned around suddenly, he walked back faster than when he left, he walked faster and faster, like a gust of wind, swept across the long street, and the lanterns were swayed by the wind.
———
Fengqing Street.
Zheng Wan held a bunch of candied haws in her left hand, and a glass cup with the so-called berry cheese in her right hand. Shu Jin carried the lantern for her, and the two walked out talking and laughing.
A gust of hurricane broke out, and Zheng Wan subconsciously twisted her waist to escape, but who knew that the hurricane brought a sluggish pressure, and she couldn't resist at all, so she was completely swept away and dragged to the depths of a dark alley.
"Who are you—"
She looked up and opened her mouth in surprise, "Cui Wang?"
Cui Wang pushed her against the wall and kissed her.
Zheng Wan struggled, and the candied haws and berry cheese stuck to Cui Wang's body during the struggle.
For a while, his white robe was in a mess, with everything on it.
But Cui Wang didn't care.
He sucked her lips like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for many days.
Zheng Wan kicked him:
"Cui Wang, let me go—uh—"
Cui Wang didn't want to let go, he clamped her attacking legs with his legs, clasped the back of her head with one hand, forcing her to approach him, and held her hands above her head with the other hand.
Between the intertwining of lips and teeth, a strong rusty smell spread.
Zheng Wan bit it hard, but Cui Wang didn't seem to feel the pain, the rust smell became stronger and stronger, and Zheng Wan finally let go of her mouth. Unexpectedly, this loosening was like an invitation letter, Cui Wang easily opened her teeth...
Zheng Wan's resistance became weaker, and Cui Wang's pressure on her also relaxed a little.
At this moment, Zheng Wan flashed the blue sky.
She escaped from Cui Wang's body almost instantly, but before she completely left his embrace, the surrounding air suddenly turned into a cloud of sluggish mud, and she could no longer escape.
Cui Wang stood in front of her again, he hugged her again and kissed eagerly, when he raised his head, Zheng Wan slapped him: "Are you crazy?"
Cui Wang was beaten to the side of his head.
He caressed his face, the shadows of the trees were whirling, the lights of Fengqing Street couldn't shine in, only a bit of broken moonlight passed through the leaves and fell on his face.
Zheng Wan saw his lonely and crazy eyes:
"Just pretend I'm crazy."