The moon has sunk long ago, and the stars have also dimmed. The east is a bit white, the sky is cold and crab-shell green, the brush of wormwood is stained with the light of dawn, and the dew wets the shoes.
"Brush, brush." The trouser legs of the three of them waded through the wild grass one by one, and with a clatter, they separated their hands from the tree branches blocking the way.
In front of me is a blue lake of stagnant water, with reeds swaying in the wind.
"Break meeting, I've been walking for three hours." Yin Zhou swallowed hard, picked up a clean stone by the lake and sat down, brushed the lake water to wash his face, "Bah, I knew I would hire that big brother to go down the mountain Wait for us for a day, now we are doing well, and we can’t even find the bullock cart when we go back.”
"I don't know if we are going in the right direction." Lin Yan sat down and kneaded his sore ankle vigorously.
"Yes, I, I watched all the way, the hotel and the ancient tomb are on the Guiding line, and it will not be far after crossing this mountain." A Yan said.
The area of the lake is small, and it is formed by the rainwater flowing from the mountain streams on all sides. It evaporates, replenishes, and cycles back and forth. It is surrounded by sandy land, and there are scattered piles of broken stones that have been washed into oval shapes.
A Yan did not rest, turned around, brought a large handful of twigs and corn leaves, found a can of solid alcohol from the bag, and skillfully lit the fire.
"It's not yet dawn, we have to be careful of wild animals, and it's safer to start a fire."
In summer, the branches of the trees contain a lot of water and are not easy to burn. The alcohol burns for a long time before peeling and peeling, and green smoke rises, curling up, blending with the morning mist, and cuckoos chirping from the mountains.
Lin Yan watched the little Taoist move his stick to poke the fire: "Why do you have everything?"
"This Taoist priest is really an expert. He suggested all the equipment to bring. It seems unreliable, so it might be useful." Yin Zhou pointed to the equipment bag on the ground with his thumb, Lin Yan frowned and said nothing.
In a place where the light of the fire could not reach, a white shadow was about twenty meters away from Lin Yan and the others, staring at the lake in a daze alone, when there was a soft rustling sound from the wormwood bushes, it turned out to be a brown fur fox, poking out After observing for a while, he separated from the bushes and walked lazily over, rubbing against his feet.
Xiao Yu picked up the fox and hugged it on his lap, scratched its ears with his fingers, and stared at the lake with distant and sad eyes.
Yin Zhou poked Lin Yan's elbow, and pouted at Xiao Yu: "Hey, why don't you go and have a look?"
Lin Yan was noncommittal, picked up a stone and threw it towards the center of the lake. With a plop, ripples appeared in circles on the calm lake, but the ghost remained silent and did not look back.
"I thought he was going to stay in the tomb and never come out, but it turned out that he followed us all the way." Yin Zhou muttered, "What is he thinking? This is like a philosopher."
Lin Yan said lightly: "Probably he was thinking about his former lover, and he finally remembered something."
"It's not a fucking thing. I'm blind and can't recognize people. I'm killing us." Yin Zhou didn't spit out the lake water when he washed his face, and spat on the ground. Lin Yan poked a long branch towards the fire, A few sparks jumped up, jumped into the air, lowered their heads and said, "Actually, I can probably guess what's going on."
"You may not believe it. Ever since I met him, I can always see ancient things. Sometimes in dreams, sometimes I seem to see him when he was alive. The surrounding furnishings are also ancient, but they are clearly in my house..." Lin Yan hesitated. , "I've seen myself in ancient clothes in the mirror, with Xiao Yu, that person looks like me, but it's not me."
A Yan raised his head abruptly, Lin Yan ignored him, staring at the end of the poker, which had been burnt black, and said softly: "I used to think that there was an extra ancient man by my side so my imagination was overflowing, now think about what happened to him. So when he came to me, except for that weird horoscope, probably the person he was waiting for had something to do with me, no, me a long, long time ago."
"You from a long time ago?" Yin Zhou's eyes widened, "You time travel?"
Lin Yan glanced at the little Taoist priest: "Say it."
A Yan was silent for a long while, and then said to him: "Children can retain part of their past life memories before they are four years old. Many children will suddenly cry or laugh at people they don't know. They will not remember when they grow up, but they will still remember some scenes. If you feel familiar, if you guide it, you may think of something.”
Lin Yan said coldly: "Where is the previous life, five hundred years, and the tenth life has passed, maybe I was reincarnated as a bridge, a tree, or even a tomb as a python, and it has something to do with him?"
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and remained silent, and poked the fire with the poker fiercely. The flames became more and more intense, and when the sparks exploded, with a bang, the cobblestones were covered with a layer of yellow light.
Five hundred years ago, stones, water, mountains, him and him, you and me under the green screen window, a book, a play, the two read the book under the moon with a lamp on, laughing and writing a note Talking about love, gambling with books and throwing tea, making trouble in the bed curtain... what does it have to do with him
What did his waiting have to do with him? What does his subsequent nine-reincarnation have to do with that young master in white clothes? I gritted my teeth unknowingly, and stared blankly at the palm of my hand. The human heart is the most lacking. I once fell in love at first sight, and I wanted to ask him what he appreciates me, but I don’t know that love at first sight is based on your appearance. considerate...
They couldn't even say that they liked the color. He fell in love with him because of another person who laid the foundation. He didn't exist in the "past" in memory.
Seeing his strange expression, Yin Zhou accosted him and said, "He's always a ghost, he's not wrong."
Lin Yan sneered: "There is new wine in a jar, do you think it's still the original jar?"
The wind was blowing again, the reeds were shaking, and the lake reflected a cold light like asphalt.
People are like a stone, polished into various shapes by life, some are stubborn and still have edges and corners, some are plump and round, life is just a process of struggle, exhaustion, pain, everyone hopes that someone will protect me and pity me , engrave the shape of yourself polished by life into your mind, count the suffering past one by one, and say in your heart that you will never be sad.
What is Xiao Yu to him? Even if he saw an embryo, a seed that didn't germinate, or a ray of unconscious "soul fire", Lin Yan thought sadly, what Xiao Yu wanted to get back was their memories and experiences, if one day, that The ghost mentioned the Shangyuan Lantern Festival that year, and the flower market was like day, how did he deal with it
All I can say is "The year I took the college entrance examination..." or "The first Apple notebook I bought..."
The fingernails were pinching the palm of his hand, and he was unwilling to think about it. It turns out that he likes himself, not because "I" is himself. This difficult tongue twister has been twisted and turned in his heart.
It turned out that I was magnanimous because I didn’t meet someone I really liked. When I met, my heart was smaller than a needle, couldn’t thread a thread, couldn’t hold a little sand, how could I be willing
Yin Zhou took a handful of small stones and floated them one by one on the surface of the lake. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Linzi, you used to say that you can just find a reliable person and make do with it. You said it's okay if our class is ugly like that." Well, if you want to marry, you can marry, I have never been in a relationship anyway, so I don’t understand, but buddies think, it’s so hard to find someone I really like, is it necessary to be so harsh?”
"Yes, I'm not that nasty." Lin Yan said angrily, "He doesn't recognize me, so I'm still rushing to talk about reincarnation as a substitute? Besides, you really think his temper can accommodate his next appearance Same, don't remember his newcomer?"
The voice rose unconsciously, and the ghost turned to look at him without saying a word, but the brown-haired fox was startled, turned around and hugged him.
Shocked in his heart, Lin Yan suddenly stopped, the pain was so painful that he was about to bleed. He is harsh, but he has no choice at all. Now it's not that he doesn't want him, but how can the arrogant son-in-law be willing to compromise? The person he wants, the person who laughs and talks to Yan Yan under the screen window, is no longer there. When he can't remember, he feels Lin Yan was kind in every way, remembering the "that one" he had, and seeing him was even more disappointed.
Passionate people are the most ruthless, and ruthless people are the most dedicated. He has someone in his heart, and the whole world has become inferior, including Lin Yan.
Lin Yan took out the remaining half bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and took a sip. Feeling angry in his heart, he threw it at the ghost fiercely, hitting him in the chest, splashing cold water all over his body. He jumped out and hid behind Xiao Yu, showing half of his head to look at Lin Yan.
"There's no wine here, so I'll buy you some fucking water. The person you were waiting for is dead, and the person I like is gone today. Let's break up on the same day, let's celebrate together!"
Kicking the bonfire with three kicks and two kicks, he put the bag on his back and strode out.
Yin Zhou watched Lin Yan go crazy, and shouted after him, "Are you okay?"
"It's all right." She wiped her eyes fiercely with her sleeve, and walked briskly.
When we got back to the hotel, it was already daylight, and several people were exhausted, their shoes were covered with mud, and there were bruises under their eyes.
The waiter holding a soup spoon at the door selling breakfast saw everyone in a mess, so he specially used a disposable lunch box to put steamed buns and tofu brains for them to take back to the room. The plastic bag was tied in a knot, and he suddenly jumped back in fright.
"Ah, why did you bring a fox back?" The girl hurriedly picked up a meat bun and threw it to it, blaming Lin Yan, "A fox is a fairy, please don't give it away, what should I do?"
The brown-haired fox dismissed the meat bun, flicked its tail and moved towards Xiao Yu. The ghost faced Lin Yan for the first time after coming out of the ancient tomb, and said calmly, "It's bored in the mountains, and wants to play with it for a day."
"Wait a while to buy a live chicken, it won't eat cooked."
Lin Yan was about to vomit blood from anger. There was no one in the corridor on the second floor, so he took two quick steps and pushed Xiao Yu against the wall, rubbing against the wall while pushing and shoving.
"Play? Tell me the fuck, what do you mean?"
A Yan wanted to help, but was dragged back to the room by Yin Zhou. Before leaving, he glanced at the corridor full of hostility: "Dang, back then, ghosts came into the world by instinct. Don't take what you say and do." A Yan instructed road.
Lin Yan almost trembled all over, threw the bag on the ground, and shouted at Xiao Yu: "Didn't you let me go, didn't you remember the person you were looking for? Why are you still following me? Wait until I find something to die someday Memory as your daughter-in-law?"
"The person you were waiting for died long ago, I am just Lin Yan."
The ghost's expression became sad, and he looked down at his palm: "How long have I been away?"
Lin Yan was taken aback, and said softly, "If I'm not mistaken, it's been about five hundred and twenty years."
"It's been so long..." Xiao Yu's eyes were unfocused and stretched far away, "Yes, if he wanted to come, he would have come earlier, why wait until now."
"How much do you remember?"
"Very few, probably there is such a person, you are like him, and you are like him everywhere."
There was deep disappointment in that ghost's eyes. It was the first time Lin Yan saw his eyes were red. At that moment, his brain didn't seem to turn around. There was no anger, no resentment, just the numbness of waking up from a joke. Lin Yan Yan stared at Xiao Yu's cuffs, waved his hands tiredly and walked towards the room, with only one thought in his mind, he looks really good in white clothes, next time he goes to Shenjiayuan... Lin Yanwu covered his mouth.
When Xiao Yu followed into the room, Lin Yan folded his clothes and lay on the bed pretending to be asleep. Xiao Yu sighed softly and took off his shoes for him. There was a sound of flipping plastic bags. Lin Yan opened his eyes and looked secretly. Sitting on the edge of the bed with lunch box and spoon.
"Eat something before going to sleep."
Tofu nao in the north, put coriander, chives, chili oil, bone broth and stewed day lily.
"You hate me, don't you?" Lin Yan said quietly, "If I don't come, there is always another thought. Now you know it all?"
"He left you there, spent half of his life enjoying the glory, and reincarnated for the rest of his life, and finally it's my turn." He stared at Xiao Yu deliberately and viciously, "It's time to let go, the person who can give you an explanation is long gone, dead bones I don't know where it is, are you still waiting?"
"Shut up."
Lin Yan snorted coldly, and fell onto the bed hugging the pillow.
Xiao Yu watched him quietly from the side, Lin Yan couldn't fall asleep, opened his eyes again after a long time, sat up and put on his shoes: "You stay here, I'll spend the night with Yin Zhou, to save us embarrassment."
It just so happened that there was a knock on the door, Yin Zhou poked half of his head in, and saw Lin Yan sitting on the edge of the bed, pushing the door one after the other with A Yan, carrying a rabbit he got somewhere .
"Yo, what about eating?" Yin Zhou smirked twice, and slapped Lin Yan on the shoulder vigorously, "Young couples are good, quarreling at the head of the bed and making peace at the end of the bed."
Ayan covered her face and was speechless.
"What's the matter?" Lin Yan's voice was choked with sobs. Afraid of being heard, he cleared his throat first and dared not speak more.
"Well, we discussed it and there is a solution, but we still have to ask his opinion." Yin Zhou looked around the room, away from the Yin Qi in the mountains, he could no longer see Xiao Yu, and challenged Lin Yan Eyebrow.
"Tell me, he's here."
The brown-haired fox was sitting comfortably at Xiao Yu's feet, smelling the smell of the rabbit, and scratching him anxiously, the ghost lowered his head and patted its head, and innocently said to Lin Yan, "It's hungry." He said to the fox Pointing at Lin Yan: "Go to him, I can't help you."
The fox raised a big, fluffy tail with a white tip, narrowed its eyes, and proudly patted Lin Yan with its paws.
"Damn it, this thing came out of Liaozhai, isn't it? Is it really a fairy?" Before Yin Zhou finished speaking, Lin Yan nodded at the fox, and the little guy rushed out like an arrow, biting the rabbit's flesh from Yin Zhou's hand. Throat, took it aside and enjoyed it slowly.
Yin Zhou dragged Lin Yan aside and asked him in a low voice, "To be honest, are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's fine." Lin Yan squeezed out a smile, his heart ached, and he was deliberately numb.
"It is said that he doesn't care about ghosts, but he has gone too far in this matter, isn't he playing tricks..."
"He's not feeling well either, forget it." Lin Yan interrupted him, "Just pretend that you haven't met him before. In fact, I like him only because he treats me well. Now he doesn't want me anymore, so he just serves as a courier to deliver the wrong package. If no one claims it, I will keep it for two days, and return it when I know who the owner is.”
"You really can think about it." Yin Zhou looked at him suspiciously: "Say it's uncomfortable, and there are buddies."
Lin Yan smiled wryly, watching the fox tearing the prey from the corner of his eye, he was extraordinarily calm: "Really, it's okay, people like me... It's much harder to find someone who suits you than ordinary people, I don't force it."
"The lingering emotions in this world are all prepared for those who are in love and looking for life. Those of us bear the pressure and responsibility by ourselves, make money to support our families, and love or not is not a reason for people to collapse, and we never pay much attention to us. " Lin Yan said lightly, "Everything is as usual, at least I don't have to think about living with ghosts for the rest of my life."
Shrugging his shoulders pretending to be relaxed.
"Then what are you going to do with him?"
Lin Yan sighed: "According to the original plan, as promised, I can't leave him alone."
A good man should be defiant, unstoppable like a mountain, regardless of the weather... He said this to himself since he was a child, and it became a curse that imprisoned him, and he couldn't even walk away. Lin Yan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yu: " There is no benevolence and righteousness in our business."
His heart ached like it was being torn open, and he smiled warmly: "Didn't you say there is a way, tell me?"
The little Taoist came over, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "He, it would be easier if he just waited for the one he was alive."
"Brother Lin, Lin Yan, have you heard of ghost marriage?"