At night in late autumn, the sky is as clear as water and the moon is as bright as a mirror.
The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on the long street is strong and fragrant, where the night wind blows, the shadows of flowers and trees are swaying endlessly, playing with the moon and clouds.
Perhaps bewitched by the festive atmosphere, Feng Jiuli changed into ocher red clothes this day and insisted on asking Su Jinzhi to go out, and forced him to change into a light concubine-colored robe as well.
"The color of this dress is too bright..." The young man frowned slightly, hesitating at the door.
Feng Jiuli stopped when he heard the words, and shook his head with a smile: "How can you be as beautiful as me in this body? Let's go, it will be bad if you miss the hour."
Su Jinzhi was staggered by him, stabilized his body and asked him: "Miss the time? Aren't we going to buy bamboo strips and colored paper?"
"One more thing." Feng Jiuli curled his lips and brought Su Jinzhi to the Taiyin Monarch Temple in the south of the city.
Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Taiyin Jun Temple is full of incense, and the moon cakes on the altar table are more than half a foot high. Su Jinzhi originally thought that he was just bringing himself to pay homage to Lord Taiyin, but he didn't expect Feng Jiuli to pull him for a moment, and went directly into a slightly dilapidated side temple next to him.
There was only a large wooden tray and four bowls of tea on the altar table in the side temple. There was a foot-long round moon cake in the wooden tray. The two candles next to the statue were flickering in the wind and were almost extinguished. The incense in the incense burner was also burned out. , without an open flame.
After Feng Jiuli brought Su Jinzhi into the temple, he took out a new candle from his arms, lit it and took a few sticks of incense, handed it to Su Jinzhi, and pulled him to kneel on the futon.
After three kowtows, the two put the incense into the tripod and stood up.
"You bring me here... to worship the Rabbit God?" Su Jinzhi stared blankly at the statue and asked.
"There are so many people on the street, I'm afraid you will get lost." Feng Jiuli pulled out a red thread from nowhere as if conjuring, and tied it to Su Jinzhi's little finger.
Su Jinzhi moved his little finger, the bright thread was very conspicuous, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a jade pendant from his collar, stared at it for a while, then tore it off, and stuffed it into Feng Jiuli's hand .
Feng Jiuli looked at Yupei and asked him: "This is..."
"This is the only relic left to you by your mother." Su Jinzhi smiled at him, "But you probably don't remember it anymore."
Feng Jiuli remained silent, and Su Jinzhi said again: "I kept it for you for seven years, it's time to return it to you."
"Here, it's yours." Feng Jiuli said with a stiff body, as if he had realized something.
At this time, the originally bright full moon in the sky was partially covered by a few gray clouds floating from nowhere, making the originally bright and clear moonlight hazy, making this dilapidated temple even more lonely and dead.
"I want it."
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes, his eyes drifted to the red fire on the incense stick, and his voice was very soft: "But sometimes I can't help but think, it would be better if you didn't give it to me."
Feng Jiuli stared blankly at the young man. Within a few breaths, the moonlight broke through the clouds and poured down, falling on the young man's pale cheeks, making him look as if he only needed to follow the silver light. Just pull the satin lightly, and you can go back by the moon.
Therefore, as soon as his words fell, Feng Jiuli immediately held his hand firmly, and said in a harsh voice, "I was wrong."
"What's wrong with you?" The young man looked at him with a smile, raised his hand to caress his face, his brown eyes were covered with a layer of watery light, "You didn't do anything wrong, I hated you, I blamed you, but I never blamed you. Between you and me, it was just a mistake."
"It's good that you come back."
Feng Jiuli froze in place, the suffocating pain in his chest made his fingertips tremble slightly.
The young man took the initiative to hold his cool hand, and after a while, he said, "You can give me the jade pendant again."
"But this time, don't forget me again, okay?"
"Okay." Feng Jiuli opened his mouth, said the word with difficulty, and put the jade pendant back on the young man's neck in a daze.
The cold jade pendant slid into the collar, soaking up his body temperature after a while.
In the previous life, Jun Changle never let go of this jade pendant until his death—he was still in love with Feng Jiuli.
Among them, there is indeed no one who is at fault, some are just erroneous, and they are powerless to resist.
Su Jinzhi moved his little finger again, and the red thread holding them also moved, and he said, "Let's go, go buy bamboo sticks, you said you would tie a lantern for me."
Feng Jiuli pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, and led him towards the bustling Long Street.
The streets that are so long that they can hardly see the end are crowded with people, and the eaves of the narrow alleys are full of rows of beautiful lanterns. With the night wind swaying the lights, blooming blooms along the embankment The extremely colorful peach blossoms are falling one after another, falling on the river cloth woven into the sky full of stars.
The two of them walked hand in hand, the moment they stepped on a stone bridge, a bright light cluster suddenly broke through the night wind, and when they climbed to the highest point in the sky, there was a bang, and they turned down together with the bright and clear moonlight of the full moon, as if they were in the nine heavens. The Milky Way flows into the world, and it complements the autumn lanterns hung by the rich and the rich, and the flagpole lanterns erected by ordinary people.
The fireworks all over the city are dazzling, just like the grand scene of the Lantern Festival.
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the bottom of the bridge reflecting the sky full of broken stars and the river flowing with the lanterns. In the dazzling and prosperous lights, he was a little dazed, kind of forgetting everything in the past. Those unwillingness, humiliation and pain blurred, like the past. Abandoning everything behind him like a bridge of Naihe, and then gaining the feeling of being reborn.
In the past few years, Jun Changle has been able to see such beautiful scenery every year, but it is a pity that the moon is so good that it does not shine well.
He had been looking forward to it for ten years, and for a lifetime, and finally the moon of this year and today's day came—and only the full moon of this night had never failed his deep affection.
Su Jinzhi lowered his head, staring at the red line where Jiang Lishan's little finger intertwined, staring blankly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly uncontrollably.
Feng Jiuli also moved his fingers, walked forward quietly, and stopped when he looked up and saw two people blocking their way. Sensing his pause, Su Jinzhi raised his head and looked forward.
"Miss Jun Si." Feng Jiuli said.
Jun Changwu was holding a box of mooncakes, and looked at Su Jinzhi blankly. The smile on the corners of the young man's lips had not yet restrained, and he just smiled and looked at her, just like the scene back then, making Jun Changwu instantly red eye sockets.
She blinked, relieved the soreness in her eyes, then smiled, and handed out the mooncake she was holding in her arms: "I'm going back to Chongluo, I can't stay here for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I can treat you to mooncakes."
Feng Jiuli didn't reach out to pick up the box of mooncakes, but gently hooked Su Jinzhi's little finger.
Su Jinzhi suddenly came back to his senses, his Adam's apple twitched, stepped forward to take the mooncake box, and said softly: "...Thank you..."
"I made it myself, I have to eat all of it." Jun Changwu suppressed tears and laughed.
Su Jinzhi also raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were slightly red and said: "Okay, I will definitely finish eating."
Jun Changwu nodded to Su Jinzhi when he heard the words, and walked forward with his eyes downcast, but he closed his eyes the moment he passed the young man, smiling and letting the transparent and warm tears pass by the corners of his eyes and the young man. It is like a red crying mole that has been withdrawn.
At the same time, No. 0's clear juvenile voice also rang out: "Ding—Jun Changwu's current progress value is 100/100, congratulations to the host for successfully rescuing the host!"
"Have the mooncakes been delivered?" Yun Mengchen who was waiting on the other side of the stone bridge asked her softly.
"Hmm..." Jun Changwu wiped away tears, and responded while sobbing.
Yun Mengchen looked at her for a while, then looked up at the other end of the bridge.
At the other end, the young man he had admired for three years raised his head, with countless clusters of light in his eyes, and softly stared at the tall man in front of him—they were finally together again.
"Let's go, I'll take you back to Chongluo." Yun Mengchen withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards the dimly lit place.
People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has always been difficult to complete. Fortunately, today the full moon hangs high, but no one can live up to the beauty.
Not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the depths of winter came quietly.
An urgent message came from Chongluo, and Beiyou attacked Chongluo again. The old emperor ordered Feng Jiuli to return to lead the army and guard the border of Chongluo.
On the day he left, Su Jinzhi, who was already much healthier because he saved many targets, couldn't bear the cold wind and fell ill again, so he could only lie ill on the bed and drink medicine.
Because of this, Feng Jiuli refused to let Su Jin get out of bed to see him off.
"I'll be back soon, you're still sick, are you dying?" Feng Jiuli held down the restless young man on the bed, frowned and shouted sharply.
"It's very fast, but I don't know when this battle will be fought..." Su Jinzhi covered his chest and coughed twice. There were two abnormal blushes floating on his face that should have been as pale as paper, and he knew it at a glance. He still has a low fever.
Feng Jiuli sighed lowly, and coaxed him in a soft voice: "Soon, it won't be long. Didn't you plant a lot of Wei Zi? At the latest, let you wait until they are fully bloomed. When Wei Zi opens, I will definitely Will be back."
Su Jinzhi looked up at him for a while, then lowered his head and sighed softly, compromised: "If you don't come back, I won't wait for you anymore."
"Okay, if I don't come back, my husband will divorce me." Feng Jiuli smiled, took Su Jinzhi's hand and kissed again and again, and wanted to lean over to kiss him, making Su Jinzhi dodge again and again, afraid of himself. Give him the sickness.
Seeing that Su Jinzhi coughed a few more times, Feng Jiuli didn't dare to trouble him anymore, so he straightened his face and told him, "I'm leaving, you have to take good care of yourself."
Su Jinzhi took out a peony sachet from under the pillow and put it in his hand, and said with a smile, "Take care."
Feng Jiuli scrutinized the young man's expression carefully, and saw that he was not too sad because of parting, so he was relieved, hugged the young man and kissed him on the forehead: "Take care."
Su Jinzhi watched Feng Jiuli leave with a smile, and after an incense stick of time passed, he suddenly lifted the quilt, put on his clothes indiscriminately, picked up the fox fur, and ran out of the building, almost bumping into Xile on the way.
Seeing this, Xi Le hurriedly called to him: "My lord, where are you going?"
Su Jinzhi didn't reply, "Go and send off General Feng—"
He can't leave after Feng Jiuli, otherwise he will be discovered; he can only wait for Feng Jiuli to leave for a while before catching up, and go to the high city wall to see him again.
Su Jinzhi didn't know why he suddenly wanted to see Feng Jiuli again, and told him to ignore No. 1's warning, as if this was the last time they would meet in this life, and rushed out while suppressing the discomfort of his body and the punishment pain given by No. 1 .
But he overestimated his body, and when he arrived at the city gate out of breath, Feng Jiuli's army had already left the city for a long time.
The white snow in the middle of winter has dyed the entire landscape extremely light, only two or three spots of red plums dotted in the suburbs, wafting a deep fragrance, declaring that this is the last glamorous color of this year.
Su Jinzhi tightened his snow-white fox fur and ran towards the city wall. He ran along the city wall towards Chongluo, overlooking the army led by Feng Jiuli like a long black dragon, trampling all the remaining prosperity of Zhuhua under its iron blade and sharp claws, tearing it apart. The vast expanse of snow flying all over the sky gradually meanders towards Chongluo majesticly.
The last side Jun Changle didn't see ten years ago, he finally saw it ten years later.
"Jiang Lishan!"
"Jiang Lishan!"
"I'm waiting for you! You must come back!"
Su Jinzhi's eyes were red, and tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, wet his cheeks. He climbed up the wall and shouted loudly at the back of the person who was leaving, ignoring his hoarse and painful voice, shouting again and again, as the last point When the black also disappeared, he bowed his knees and murmured in a low voice: "Jiang Lishan..."
After Su Jinzhi calmed down a bit, No. 1 said coldly: "What are you so excited about?"
Su Jinzhi wanted to say that those excited emotions were not his, but Jun Changle's, and it was him, not him, who was reluctant to leave Feng Jiuli again.
But these words turned and turned in his throat, and he swallowed them back again.
"Why didn't you punish me this time?"
No. 1 didn't answer his question immediately, but asked instead: "Do you think I treat you very badly?"
"It's actually okay, you don't have to be nice to me." Su Jinzhi said.
Regardless of number one or number zero, they are unable to perceive the "pain" that human beings suffer physically and psychologically.
He also never expected a programmed system to understand the complex emotions of human beings, which sometimes they can't understand themselves.
The feelings of Jun Changle in this world are too strong. His joy on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the pain of separation, these emotions trapped him tightly like a net. If there was no one who kept staring at him, Su Jinzhi didn't know if he would fall. go down.
But he can't fall, and he doesn't want to fall.
Those feelings were not his.
It's not good for him to get into the drama too deeply. He should, as No. 1 said, finish the task well and enjoy the rest of life, and don't need to think too much, don't think too much, let alone think too much.
Su Jinzhi raised his head, stared blankly at the gray-white sky above his head, and watched the thin snow slowly falling from the vast sky one by one. After a long silence, he said: "Jun Changle's progress value has increased, and it has reached 95 points." gone."
No. 1 also followed him in silence for a while, without saying anything more, just said: "Go back, you two will see you again."
"En." Su Jinzhi responded softly, got up from the ground and walked slowly back to Huaqi Tower.
On the way back, the snow fell heavily, as if it could cover the whole world. Once you step on it, you will find a deep and cold snow pit, exposing the dark mud underneath, like a man-eating abyss.
There had never been such a heavy snowfall in Zhuhua Kingdom in previous years, so when Su Jinzhi returned to Huaqi Tower, his whole body was almost soaked in snow water, and there were still ice slags hanging between the ends of his hair. In the cold wind area, no matter how thick the fox fur is, it can’t cover the warmth. The body that was already suffering from a low fever is even worse. He fell asleep lying on the bed, sleeping unconsciously, almost unconscious, so anxious that Qiu Yi and Xi Le almost fell ill with him.
However, Su Jinzhi seems to have dreamed a lot of past events in his fuzzy consciousness. Those past events were not about Jun Changle, but about himself—some past events on earth when he was not dead in his previous life. After that, he disappeared without a trace, and can only vaguely remember that he did have such a dream.
Waking up in a daze like this, and falling into a deep sleep again.
He has been having a dream that he will forget when he wakes up.
So when Su Jinzhi's fever completely healed and he was able to walk on the ground, it was already the beginning of the new year.
Although the first month has not yet arrived, the sound of firecrackers has already sounded first.
Every morning, Su Jinzhi was woken up by the laughter and noise of children in the streets and alleys. He opened the window and looked outside, only to see a piece of auspicious and festive red.
The Peach Blossom Street, which has been silent for a winter day, has become lively again.
As far as the eye can see, warblers fly and grass grows, and the road is hazy.
With the melting snow, the old things of last year are gradually replaced by spring flowers that bloom sequentially, flourishing towards the new year.
Wei Zi is also going to open.