Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

"The story behind this involves the theory of ghosts and gods. After Du Yizhi was taken to the underworld by Black and White Wuchang, he did not immediately choose to reincarnate with Meng Potang. He was still worried about his wife who was still in the world and worried about her safety, so Go and beg the ghost messenger, hoping to learn about your wife’s condition.”

"How could a ghost boss pay attention to him? He was so annoyed that he wanted to feed him Meng Po soup and drive him to the Naihe Bridge..."

The storyteller flipped his fan and said, "Fortunately, the Lord of Hell came. When he saw them arguing, he asked about their situation. Du Yizhi quickly told all the things in the world and asked the Lord of Hell for his grace to let him take a look at his wife's condition. "

"The Prince of Hell was so moved that he gave him some time to return to the human world to see his wife, but his wife could not see him."

"Du Yizhi thanked Queen Hell and was led back to the human world by ghost messengers. He stayed down there for a while. Now that he has returned to the human world, his great revenge has been avenged, and his wife has also received a commendation from the emperor..."

"He should have felt relieved, but instead he saw his wife shedding tears every day, having difficulty swallowing food, and looking like a living dead."

"Du Yizhi looked very uncomfortable, and went to ask the ghost who brought him here, hoping to be accommodating so that he could persuade his wife to live a good life... The ghost couldn't bear it, and told him that he could see his wife in his dreams. "

"He couldn't wait to enter his wife's dream and meet her in the dream... He persuaded Liang Yushuang to remarry and forget about him earlier... However, how could she do it? There are no relatives of hers in this world. In the end, even he How can she get out of those deep feelings when she's gone."

"Du Yizhi wanted to persuade her again, but Liang Yushuang asked him, if she was the one who died now and she wanted him to marry another woman, would he agree?"

"Of course Du Yizhi won't. She is the only one in his heart. Otherwise, how could he block the knife for her? But if he says no at this time, she will definitely not change and may die... But if he answers After a while, how can we live up to their past, even with words?"

"When Liang Yushuang saw his silence, she said softly, 'Did your husband hate me so much that he left me alone in this world?' Du Yizhi was frightened by what she said, but this time he was about to be convinced..."

"The next day, people who came to visit found Liang Yushuang lying on the bed with a smile on her face and lifeless. People said that she had gone to find her husband and her family."

Most of the guests were moved. The man and woman committing suicide was indeed the most sensational part.

Only the customer who threw the money felt a little lacking, but after listening to the emotions of the people around him, he also threw himself into it.

Half of the guests are still muttering, "This doesn't seem to have a good ending..."

upstairs.

"The old man is really good at making things up, and it's all about ghosts." Tingqiao said unceremoniously.

She looked at Lu Xingjun, hoping to get support from him.

Only then did I realize that he was still looking downstairs and silent, as if he was listening seriously?

Tingqiao was surprised, "So you like stories like this."

Lu Xingjun quickly came to his senses, "No, I, I was just thinking about other things."

He thought that the two people supporting each other in the story were husband and wife, what about him and her?

He also thought about her short lifespan. Now there are only more than three years left. If she is gone...

The only person he cares about in this world is her, and he doesn't know if he has the same position as his master. He only knows that if she is gone, he will really be alone.

When he said this, Tingqiao became curious, "Then what are you thinking about?"

Lu Xingjun opened his mouth, seeming to hesitate.

Upon seeing this, Tingqiao stopped forcing him to answer, and changed the topic: "But this old man is quite interesting. He will immediately adapt the story when he is given money. Maybe if someone throws money into it, he can still make it up... No wonder Tiantian has this ability. There are new stories to tell.”

Lu Xingjun paused, "...This story doesn't sound satisfactory enough."

Tingqiao looked at him with raised eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Okay, you go and pay the bill. We can't go back to the mountain."

Lu Xingjun breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

When he thought about it, he spoke again.

-

Just like the year he came, it snowed again on the Mountain of No Return, and it was completely white.

As soon as Tingqiao woke up, he heard the sound of falling snow outside, and felt that time flew by so fast.

The old wooden windows creaked, and the broken jade wind chime at the door was still ringing softly. Listening to the bridge, he turned over and suddenly had an idea.

Why don’t you celebrate the Chinese New Year like ordinary people this year?

She doesn't have a few years left anyway, so it's good to have trouble once a year.

Once she has an idea, she immediately takes action.

After changing clothes, I called Lu Xingjun, who had been practicing swordplay early in the morning, and we went down the mountain together.

Lu Xingjun didn't know what she was going to do yet. He was always obedient and didn't ask too many questions, so she would explain it to him every time.

"Let's have a good New Year this year." Tingqiao said.

Lu Xingjun's eyes were puzzled, "Aren't you going to have a meal at an inn as usual?"

"Of course not. I plan to decorate the Mountain of No Return to be more festive and have a good New Year. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, let's have a good New Year this year."

Whatever she wants to do, he will do it.

There were no firecrackers sold nearby, so the two of them quickly went elsewhere to buy them. They also bought some red ribbons, which they wanted to be red during the New Year.

They also bought some couplets. The two of them chose some festive and cute ones, but didn't want any of the elegant ones.

They diverted to a clothing store. Qiao said that in the past, her family would select fabrics and ask someone to measure them and make clothes. Now that the Chinese New Year is coming in a few days, she asked the clothing store to rush to make clothes.

When taking measurements, Lu Xingjun obviously resisted. He was not used to having strangers behind his back.

The store was in a dilemma, so he suggested letting Tingqiao measure it.

Hearing the bridge, he became interested and measured it according to the store's instructions. He put his hand behind Lu Xingjun's back and occasionally moved it to other places.

Lu Xingjun: "..."

It seemed like he could feel the warmth of her fingers through his clothes, which was a strange feeling.

The store owner was still saying: "Hey, young master, you don't have to be so straight..."

"..."

After making an appointment with the store to pick it up in two days, they took the things and returned to No Return Mountain.

Then the messing around started.

Listening to the bridge also makes me feel particularly good.

During the arrangement, he smiled and said with emotion: "Ah, it seems to be arranged like this when we get married."

Lu Xingjun: "...Oh."

Tingqiao looked at him strangely, feeling that he had been acting strange recently.

Tsk, the apprentice has grown up and rebelled.

Finally, when he saw the results, Tingqiao was very satisfied.

In fact, she didn't do this entirely on a whim.

Tingqiao glanced at Lu Xingjun, who also looked happy.

She also did this in the hope that he could see the beauty of life. If one day she was no longer here at the Mountain of No Return and he was the only one left, maybe this mountain of red silk would make him less lonely.

She knows what it's like to be alone.

As soon as she took him in, she unconsciously started to worry about him, and she got rid of the depression of being alone.

So she doesn't want him to become what she used to be.

Two days later, both of them put on new clothes and sat down on the newly installed stone chairs in the bamboo forest. The stone table in the middle was filled with food, and two bowls of wine were poured. The fragrance wafted far away.