"Chang'an, what's the matter with you?" After Ding Yang finished worshiping, he saw Shen Changan standing upright and motionless, thinking that he didn't believe this, so he persuaded him: "Don't be so serious, come and come, you and Xu Ze worship together, beg Yue Lao bless you to find a caring and gentle beauty."
"If a man wants to find a caring and gentle beauty, he must first make himself an elegant, funny and gentle person." Shen Changan thought for a while, and felt that he still didn't need to worship a god. "It is better to ask God than to ask yourself."
"That's what I said, but what if I see you looking handsome in the fortress, what should I do for you?" After saying this, Ding Yang clenched his fists towards Yue Lao like, "Yue Lao Da Xian , I definitely didn't mean to make fun of you, I'm helping you develop believers."
"Absurd." Shen Changan was troubled by Ding Yang's headache, and decided to simply follow his heart and worship him indiscriminately, lest he keep nagging.
"Wait." An old man with gray hair and wearing a navy blue jacket hurriedly stopped in front of Shen Chang'an, "Young man, I see you with peach blossoms on your face, Hongluan Xingxian is now, obviously you have a destiny, why do you still worship Old Moon?"
"What?" Ding Yang stared at Shen Chang'an in disbelief, "We agreed to be a single dog together, but you secretly have a concubine?"
Shen Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he helplessly looked at the old man standing in front of him: "Master, do you still think about this?"
"I won't count anything else, only marriage." The old man touched the beard on his chin, and said earnestly, "Young man, treat your partner faithfully. If you are too greedy for beauty, you will be punished. "
I wanted to tell this uncle that he has no partner, but seeing that this uncle is so old, he didn't mean to make things difficult for him.
"Then remember, don't worship the old man in the future, and he won't dare to help you find another partner." The old man was satisfied immediately, he walked slowly outside the temple, and looked back from time to time to peek, as if it was a While observing, did Shen Changan secretly worship the old man while he was not paying attention.
Noticing the old man's behavior, Shen Changan said, "..."
He doesn't have a scumbag face, why does the old man treat him like he is preventing the scumbag from cheating
"Forget it." Ding Yang patted Shen Chang'an on the shoulder sympathetically, "This is life, Chang'an, you should stand aside and don't affect others to worship the old man."
Shen Changan walked to the side, dumbfounded, watching the passers-by. As the sky became brighter, more young people came to worship the old man. Some couples came together, and some good friends came together on an appointment, laughing and laughing, very happy.
There are so many happy passers-by, and when one person is unhappy, it will stand out in the crowd. Shen Changan noticed that there was a young girl, wearing an outdated dark coat, walking alone in the crowd, she walked under the oak tree outside the Yuelao Temple with a dazed expression, and looked up at the storage boxes hanging on the tree. A wooden sign with the wishes of countless people.
She was pale and tried to reach for a certain brand on tiptoe, but because she was not tall enough, she couldn't touch it. She didn't know what to think, and suddenly squatted under the tree and hugged her knees.
Is she crying
The happy pedestrians all around do not notice the sad people squatting in the corner. Some people cry, some people laugh, sadness and joy are always two different worlds.
Shen Changan touched his body, and got up in a daze in the morning, he didn't even bring a tissue. He looked around, bought a pack of tissues for one yuan at the stall, walked over to the crying girl, and silently handed the tissues to her.
"Thank you." The girl thanked her in a hoarse voice. She looked up at Shen Changan, her eyes full of sadness, but there were no tears.
"What do you want, I'll get it for you." Shen Changan looked up at the oak tree and pointed to the wooden sign the woman was trying to get, "Do you want this?"
The woman nodded.
Shen Changan stretched out his hand, took down the wooden sign, and put it in the woman's hand. The wooden sign looks a few years old. Because of the sun and rain, the words on it are a little blurry, and it is faintly visible that it reads "So-and-so loves so-and-so forever."
Gently wiping the dust on the wooden sign, the girl whispered her thanks.
"No thanks." Seeing her hurt look, Shen Changan comforted her, "Just think about everything, everything in the world is scarce, but there is no shortage of men. Among our male compatriots, there are still tens of millions of people fighting. The bachelor."
Hearing this, the girl smiled at Chang'an: "You speak so funny, there must be many girls who like you, right?"
"I, who am still single, refuse to answer your question." Shen Changji sighed with a pretentious sigh. He saw a sign hanging on the trunk of the oak tree with the words "Wish Tree" written on it, "Otherwise, you Make another wish?"
"The wish you made can't be fulfilled, why do you still make it?" The girl held the wooden sign tightly, "I am here today, just to let the person who made a wish with me back then fulfill his promise."
"The sun is about to come out." Shen Changan looked up at the eastern sky, got up and bought a few wishing cards from the street vendor, "The sun in November is particularly poisonous, and they say that if you bask in the sun this month, it will be hard to come back when it is dark. , you girls love beauty so much, so don't bask in this kind of sun."
The girl didn't speak. She looked down at the worn wooden sign in her hand, with unwillingness and resentment in her eyes.
"Come." The two wooden plaques were handed in front of her, and the young man holding the plaques smiled brightly at her, "We are two of us, after you make a wish, I will hang it for you."
Taking over the brand new wooden sign, the girl looked at him with hesitation in his eyes.
Shen Changan took out his pen and began to write on the wooden sign.
I wish Dao Nian good health and happiness - Chang'an.
Wishing me to eat mama fragrant and my body to be great - Chang'an.
After Long Feifeng finished writing these two signs, Shen Changan took out his mobile phone and took a photo and sent it to Daonian.
Chang'an: See if I'm loyal enough, I don't forget to take you with me when I make a wish.
in residential house.
"Sir?" Liu Mao suddenly opened his eyes when he saw Daonian who had closed his eyes and said nothing, thinking that something major had happened, so he quickly said, "But is there something major happening in the world?"
Daonian glanced at him, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the chat box, and saw the photo sent by Shen Changan. After saving the photo, Daonian slowly typed four words.
Years: Don't be superstitious.
After returning the news, Daonian looked at Liu Mao: "Should I build a mansion and make it my permanent home?"
"Sir?" Liu Mao looked at Daonian in horror, "What do you mean?"
Between heaven and earth, no matter the ends of the earth, Mr. can go. For Mr., everywhere is his home, but there is no home.
He has no mansion, no joys, no sorrows, not even... no family or friends. The gentleman, who was destined to have no feelings from birth, suddenly said that he needed a mansion as his family.
"It's nothing, just mention it casually." Seeing the shock in Liu Mao's eyes, Daonian slowly lowered his eyelids and closed his eyes again, "You all step back, don't disturb me."
"Yes." Liu Mao walked downstairs slowly, turned his head and glanced at the bird stand in the corner. The scarlet-breasted parrot demon sent by the bird tribe was burying his head in eating Lingmi. Seeing Liu Mao looking at himself, he immediately stopped pecking at the rice. Pretend to have a small appetite.
Liu Mao threw a handful of Lingmi into the food box in front of her: "The bird family arranged for you to come to the adult just to help you eat and drink?"
Feiying: "…"
Seeing that Feiying didn't speak, Liu Mao clapped his palms: "For the sake of your ancestral home in Shucheng, I order you two more words. Since you are a parrot here, you must be a good one to please your master. Parrot."
"Mr. Liu, have you stayed in Shu City too?" Fei Ying was a little surprised. The elders in the clan said that Liu Mao was very lucky. He wasn't a demon cultivator known for his speed, but he became an adult's mount.
"You shouldn't ask, don't ask." Liu Mao said with a sullen face, "All those careful thoughts of your bird clan have been put away. In this world, as long as adults think about it, there is nothing to hide from him."
No wonder when the elders and the orc elders brought them over, the adults didn't even look at them. After Liu Mao left, the parrot peeked out of the yard, and pouted Hu Ming, who was digging a mud pit and planting flowers. This vixen was arching the ground here, and he was still thinking about how to seduce adults.
Forget it, she should still be a parrot with a tenacious desire to survive, at least stronger than the fox who is a cow and a horse. Who would have thought that Lord Dao was so upright, saying that he was helping, and he would really let them do things and work
Shen Changan sent the message to Daonian, and hung the wooden sign on the tree. The girl who was depressed did not write a word on the two blank wooden signs.
"Don't you write?" Shen Changan asked.
"It's not necessary." The morning sun rose, the sun in the early winter had no temperature, and the weak sunlight couldn't even penetrate the fog.
The girl returned the blank wooden sign to Shen Changan, turned around and hurriedly disappeared behind the Yuelao Temple.
Shen Changan looked at her back and sighed.
"What are you sighing for?" Ding Yang came over and bumped him with his elbow, "I said why you're not so interested in Bai Yue Lao, it turned out to be here to make a wish."
Shen Changan returned the blank wooden sign to the stall owner, and took out the work sign from his jacket: "Let's go, the sun is out, it's time to patrol."
At the Yuelao Temple Fair, not only merchants come here to set up stalls to sell food, but also some folk dance performances. The first eight big men walked in front with a bottle of Yuelao statue, and tourists around could throw flowers or coins on Yuelao's body.
Behind the statue of the old moon is a folk artist dressed as the protagonist of a famous love story in history, walking and dancing, holding a huge colorful silk fan in his hand, embroidered on the fan with words such as "Hundred Years of Harmony" and "Marriage by Heaven".
In order to watch the folk dance performance, the tourists remembered that the two sides of the road were full of water. Shen Changan thought he had good physical strength, and was also remembered by the excited tourists. When the number of tourists gradually decreased in the evening, he sat dying at a stall and could not wait to blink. back to the soft bed.
"Sir." The girl I saw in the morning walked up to Shen Changan at some point, and the setting sun shone on her, causing her pale face to have a few strands of orange red.
"You haven't left yet?" Shen Changan was stunned when he saw her.
"I'm still not reconciled." The girl bit her lower lip and shook her head a few times, "I want to see him."
Shen Changan looked at her and did not speak.
"I'm afraid, can you come with me, sir?" The girl pointed her finger in one direction, "His house is over there."
Shen Changan stared at her for a few seconds: "Must see him?"
The girl nodded affirmatively again.
"Okay, I'll accompany you." Shen Changan agreed.
The night of early winter came very early. As usual, Liu Hao bought half a catty of duck tongues that his wife liked in the street shop after get off work. The price of duck tongues has risen in the past few days. He glanced at his favorite braised pig ears, hesitated for two or three seconds, and left with the duck tongue.
He met a few acquaintances on the road, and after greeting each other, he continued to walk home. The braised meat shop was three bus stops away from home. He didn't want to waste these two dollars, so he walked back like this every day for the reason of exercising.
The house he lives in has no property management. It is an old-fashioned house. There is always garbage "accidentally" thrown by the neighbors on the corridor. There are three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and not a day is clean.
As soon as I walked downstairs, I heard the old lady living on the first floor yelling at an unethical resident upstairs and throwing garbage on the protective window of her house. The old lady's voice was sharp and bright, piercing his eardrums.
He looked up at the gray residential building, fumbled in his jacket, found a shriveled cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.
The hazy smoke made the expression on his face a little blurred. He squatted downstairs, listening to the old lady's scolding, the expression on his face was numb and dazed.
There were footsteps coming from behind him, and he stepped aside.
"Brother, does Liu Hao live here?" The young man who spoke was dressed in clean clothes, full of vigor, like a bud that had just grown in early winter.
Liu Hao threw the cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his feet: "I am, who are you, why are you looking for me?"
"Are you Liu Hao?" Shen Changan looked back at the girl, which seemed to be seriously inconsistent with the description in her mouth of "fair-skinned, gentle-looking, and loves cleanliness."
"
The man in front of him was slightly fat, with a wrinkled coat that didn't fit well, and a stubble on his chin. He looked very disheveled, and it had nothing to do with the word "sven".
"Sorry for disturbing you." Shen Changan smiled, "I was asked to come and see you."
"Who?" Liu Hao bent down to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground and threw them into the trash can next to them.
"A lady named Linlin." Shen Changan glanced at the silent young girl standing beside him.
The man put his cold hands into his pockets, but he didn't put them in the first time, and then finally put them into the pockets at the second time: "Which Linlin?"
Shen Changan didn't expect to get such a reaction, he looked at Liu Hao, then at the girl named Linlin, and fell silent.
Seeing that Shen Changan was silent, Liu Hao curled the corners of his lips, showing an expression that could barely be called a smile: "It's time for me to go home."
Seeing that Liu Hao was about to leave, Shen Changan thought what Linlin would let him do, but Linlin just lowered her head and didn't even look at this slightly fat man.
"He's not my lover. My lover doesn't smoke or get fat, so he's not so ugly." Linlin whispered, as if refusing to admit that the man she loved had become like this.
"Haozi." A woman with a ponytail came downstairs, saw Liu Hao, and said to him, "You go up and watch the child, I went to the store to buy a bottle of soy sauce, but there is no soy sauce at home."
"Why don't you call me and ask me to bring it back along the way. You don't need to run again." Liu Hao walked up to the woman very naturally, and put the duck tongue in his hand into the woman's hand, " It's a little cold outside, you go back first and I'll go buy it."
"This is so expensive, don't buy it next time." The woman looked at the duck tongue in her eye bag and rebuked with a smile, "Then come back early, and I'll cut the vegetables."
"Well." Liu Hao reached out and pinched the messy hair on the woman's cheek behind her ear, "I know."
The woman noticed Shen Changan standing beside Liu Hao, and smiled at him: "You are Haozi's friend, let's go to our house for dinner together at night."
"No, thank you, sister-in-law." Shen Changan smiled obediently at the woman.
The woman thought they had something to discuss, so after a few polite words with Shen Changan, she went back into the building. The man took out the cigarette case from his jacket again, and found that there was no more cigarettes in the case, so he threw the empty cigarette case away, turned around and walked out.
"My wife and I met a few years ago." Liu Hao suddenly said, "At that time, Linlin had just left for two years, and I gave up on myself all day long, and even lost my job." He paused and seemed to disagree. I don't want to mention the past.
"You also heard the love story between me and Linlin, and felt that I betrayed our love and came here to condemn me?" Liu Hao bought a bottle of soy sauce at the grocery store, thought about it, and chose two more sticks Lollipop laughed to himself, "In other people's mouths, the love story between me and Linlin is probably only a perfect ending if I don't marry or go with her for the rest of my life."
"Up to now, there are still Linlin's friends calling me a scumbag." Liu Hao smiled, this smile was indifferent, but also had a kind of numbness that he was used to, "It doesn't matter how you scold me, as long as you don't harass my wife and friends. Children are fine, they are innocent."
"I betrayed our relationship and I deserved it."
At the beginning of the love story, a man and a woman promised each other life and death. Later, the girl died unexpectedly, the boy was hit hard, gave up on himself, and finally chose a new life.
This kind of tacky story has long been tired of writing in the stall magazines many years ago, but these stories did not write about the public opinion and pain faced by the survivors.
"I look like this now. If Linlin is alive, I'm afraid I won't recognize it. It's meaningless to talk about previous love." Liu Hao laughed at himself and shrugged, "What else do you want to ask?"
Shen Changan shook his head: "No, I wish you and your family a happy life."
Liu Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are the first among Linlin's friends to wish my family a happy life." The smile on his face became brighter, "Thank you, I will tell my wife Convey your blessings."
Seeing the slightly fat man walking slowly across the street and into the dilapidated residential building, Shen Changan turned to look at Linlin, "Are you still unwilling?"
Linlin stared blankly at Shen Changan: "You know I'm dead, so you're not afraid?"
Shen Changan didn't answer her question: "What are you unwilling to do is the love that ended abruptly because of death, or are you reluctant to part with this man?"
Linlin was silent for a long time: "I haven't seen him for nearly eight years, because there are wish cards left by us in the Yuelao Temple, so I have the opportunity to return to the Yuelao Temple every year during the Yuelao Temple fair. But these eight Over the years, he has not once returned to the place where we made our wish."
Eight years is enough for a man to let go of his pain, and it can also turn a handsome and gentle young man into a fat, greasy and mediocre middle-aged man.
After seeing Liu Hao's current appearance, Linlin's first thought was not excitement, anger or joy, but embarrassment.
She even began to regret telling Shen Changan that she was unwilling to reincarnate because of such a man after wandering in the underworld for eight years.
Some feelings can't stand the passing of time, and some feelings can't stand the aging of appearance.
If Linlin didn't die unexpectedly, maybe Liu Hao wouldn't be like this. It is also possible that after the two were together, because of the passing of time and life, they became a couple who quarreled over chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. In the end, their love fairy tale disappeared, and they became ordinary couples in the eyes of friends.
"Thank you sir for bringing me to see him." Linlin took out the wooden sign hidden in her hand, and when she pressed her palm hard, the wooden sign turned into powder.
Shen Changan looked at the darkening sky: "You should go."
"Sir, when did you find out that I'm not human?"
Shen Changan thought for a while: "Probably because you are so sad but can't shed tears."
He didn't know which novel he had read, it said ghosts, there were no tears. The ghost that can cry is not tears, but his soul.
Linlin hesitated to speak, because she really had nothing to say in front of a man who saw the ghost as usual. When the sky was finally replaced by complete black, she opened her mouth and said, "Sir, please tell him for me, just say... I wish him happiness for the rest of his life, I don't blame him for breaking his promise."
Shen Changan: "It's useless for you to blame, he can't hear anyway."
Linlin: "..."
At this moment, he can't be moved or sighed
The good atmosphere created was disturbed by a few words from Shen Changan, and the female ghost Linlin disappeared into the night with an expressionless face.
"Young people today just can't hear the truth." Shen Changan sighed and sent a message to Daonian.
Chang'an: Daonian, you said that no matter how beautiful the relationship is, will it become pale and embarrassing because of the changes of the years
Seeing this news, Daonian frowned. After pondering for a long time, I returned a message with a strong desire to survive, "Even if you get old, I will not dislike it."
Shen Changan holding the phone: "..."
Can brotherhood be the same as love? However, such feelings and attitudes are still worthy of his touching, so he found the picture of the hug in the emoji package.
"Young people today are really not reserved at all." Daonian threw the phone on the table and snorted coldly.
It's just that his eyes occasionally secretly glance at the phone.
"It's you again?" An old man's voice sounded.
Shen Changan turned his head, it was the old man who stopped him in the morning and prevented him from worshipping the old man. The other party was carrying a large bundle of rough red ropes that had not been sold.
Seeing Shen Changan staring at the red rope in his hand, the old man hid the red rope behind him: "What are you looking at, this is not your part."
Shen Changan: "..."
Old man, you think too much, I don't have the bad habit of stealing things from old people.
Liu Mao drove to the place Shen Changan said, and saw the old man standing beside him, frowning in confusion, why is the old man here
"Mr. Shen." Liu Mao walked to the two of them, "Do you know this old man?"
"No, it just happened to happen that he passed by carrying a red rope." Shen Changan smiled, "I originally thought that it was so late that I could buy some rope to take care of his business..."
"Don't wrong me, I didn't think about selling your red rope, and it's impossible to sell it to you, so give up." The old man glanced at Liu Mao, wishing he could jump and swear that even if he smashed his idol, he would never do it. The meaning of selling the red rope to Shen Changan.
Shen Changan: "..."
If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, as if selling him a red rope will destroy the world.
Shen Changan smiled helplessly at Liu Mao: "Look, that's how things are."
"Oh." Liu Mao dragged his tone and pointed to his head, "Don't worry about the old man with his brain or something, Mr. is still at home waiting for you to go back for dinner."
Hearing the word "Sir", the old man trembled. Looking at Shen Chang'an's eyes, it was as if he was looking at a bad boy. Staying by the side of Mr. Yue, and daring to pray to the old man for marriage, this is to swallow the courage of the sky. In terms of the ability to kill, human beings are the second, and I am afraid that no one dares to be the first.
When Shen Changan returned home in the evening, just sitting at the dinner table, Daonian suddenly asked him, "How about I build a home?"
"Isn't this your home?" Shen Changan was a little surprised.
"This is just a place for me." Daonian looked at Chang'an, not wanting to miss the slightest expression on his face: "I don't have a home."
"Do you think... I should have a home?"
The author has something to say: Lao Yue: The courage of human beings terrifies the gods.