no one knows better than me

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I got a new keyboard today, and I spent a long time adjusting it for that cool colored light.The most important thing is that this chapter has not switched back to the present tense, it is a side story from the perspective of the bank.I also considered for a long time whether to post this, in fact, this episode was roughly written earlier than the article, and in the end I still felt that there were a few places to explain, so).However, the style of writing may be slightly different, and the style of painting may be slightly sadistic, so you can skip it if you want to (today is a long-winded author, and this wording is temporarily placed before the article, because the previous chapter did not mention it in advance, and it will be written in two weeks. day will be removed)

It's snowing, feathery snow.

The surroundings were boiling and churning, and it seemed that many people were talking, running, and swarming.She didn't hear clearly.

This is where,

What's going on here,

why suddenly

What is missing?

Nothing left.

At some point, in a trance, a fiery red bird shadow landed beside him.Mei Sigui looked up for a long time in the heavy snow, and finally turned to Meihualan in confusion, and gave her a bewildered "tweet" and asked softly.

Mei Hualan curled up beside the cold boundary stone, tears finally flowed down.The heart is like a knife, the pain is so painful that no mortal body can resist it.

In a blur, a phantom silhouette appeared in front of her eyes, as if someone had appeared in front of her many years ago and treated her very well.Now that person is gone, and even the flesh and blood are falling apart.

Appear suddenly, leave suddenly.

It was like a heavy snowfall in midwinter, burying everything cleanly.

Meihualan heard the sound of rushing water, saw ripples on the clear and green lake, looked up in a trance, and the phantom in front of her eyes seemed to be spinning and floating, riding the wind and snow into the clean and soft bottom of the lake.

- Wow.

There were quiet bubbles on the surface of the lake, and the bitingly cold water submerged her, and the lights and shadows flying in front of her eyes were brilliant and colorful, just like the last time that person surrounded her.

All the hustle and bustle went away quietly, and Mei Hualan slowly closed her eyes.She sank soundlessly and peacefully to the soft bottom of the lake.

"You only do what you like, go where you want, and do whatever you want. Then I will be happy."

"I promise you."

"I heard it. I heard everything you said over the years. I am also very happy."

Something cold suddenly crossed his neck, rolled and fell into the package of the water.In the silence, there was a little bit of brightly colored blood, which lit up violently.

Mei Hualan suddenly opened her eyes, and Mei Sigui, who was in a mess, plunged into the water, swam quickly, and dragged her out from the bottom of the water with her clothes in her mouth.

The blizzard was flying, and the wind was blowing between the clothes, Mei Hualan finally stretched out her hand, and hugged Mei Sigui deeply into her arms.

It took her a day to feel the biting cold of this life.

But in an instant, I felt the eternal warmth left by her.

From this day on, Mei Sigui stopped eating or drinking, and no matter how many times she was taken away, she would fly back by herself every time, leaning against the edge of the cliff where Zhuang Qingliu dissipated, and the cub nestled beside her whining and howling.Also starting from this day, the lake with sparkling blue waves suddenly formed a strange image amidst the ice and snow in the cold winter, and the lotus flowers all over the lake grew and spread overnight, luxuriantly.

It's snowing again.

Mei Hualan stood by the lake, raising her hand habitually to touch her neck, but now it was empty.Something seems to be a faint and ethereal hope, re-rooted and sprouted in the lake, waiting for the day when it will come back.After standing in the snow for a long time, she lightly climbed up the cliff, hugged Mei Sigui from the side of the white boundary stone, and raised her hand to erase its memory.

Mei Sigui opened her wet eyelashes slightly, raised her head in a daze, and looked at her lightly for a while: "Chirp?"

Mei Hualan leaned over and whispered like Zhuang Qingliu kissed it for the first time: "Yes."

Mei Sigui obediently stretched out her two little wings and hugged her neck in the snowstorm.

This is the last snow of this winter.

At the New Year's banquet, Mei Huazhou came back to coax her to eat after attending briefly: "You have a bite, I'll take a bite."

Although Meihualan can barely hold the bowl, tears will pour into the bowl while eating.

In spring, Mei Huazhou pushed open the window for her again and said softly, "The peach blossom branch in your yard is alive, don't you want to go out and have a look?"

"—Send peach blossoms to you, do you want to?"

Mei Xiaohan fiddled with a bottle of pills and hesitated for a long time, but she still retracted her sleeves and said slowly while sitting by the bed: "The weather is already warming up, if you miss her, why don't you go to the place you agreed on?"

She reached out and gently put down something on the side of the couch, it was a booklet that had already turned old.

Mei Hualan turned her head and looked at it for a long time, she didn't say anything, and didn't turn a page, she just locked it in the cabinet silently.

Whether it's the sun rising and the moon setting or the stars shining, without one person, she will never go again in her life.

Mei Xiaohan hugged Mei Si and went out. After looking up at the sun, he also raised his hand and pressed deeply on his eyes. The small colored lights around him and in the corridor were shining brightly and lively, and there were cute pumpkin heads hanging everywhere. and antler deadwood.

If it weren't for the happiness in my heart at the beginning, how could this courtyard be decorated so warmly.

It's a pity that no one came to live anymore.

She kept Mei Sigui by her side for a while, but it always ran back secretly, always curled up beside Mei Hualan in the middle of the night with a low chirp, and would not get close to anyone else.

After three months, the thunder that had been intertwined and roaring over the entire Gumengchao stopped completely, and everything seemed to have returned to its usual calm state, but it was completely different.

Mei Hualan got up and left Meizhou, crossed the ocean, passed through the transparent barrier, and quietly landed on the coast, step by step in silence, from one end of the island to the other.All the resentful spirits trapped by the barrier and lingering under the lightning strike were extremely resentful but could not approach, and screamed but could not go out.

That person used her last sliver of flesh and blood to form a barrier, induce thunder disasters, and split vengeful spirits to protect the clansmen.

Whether alive or dead.

Plum Blossom Lane shuttled through the scorched ashes, and stretched out my hand to touch the places where fresh leaves, fruits, and ice flowers were hung, and those places where footsteps and voices were left, and touched the spirits. Standing alone at the eye of the formation.

The tenderness and colorfulness that this person brought to her over the years flashed before her eyes one by one.

She has had all kinds of good years.

Now lost again.

The heavy rain pierced through the forest and beat the leaves, and Mei Hualan walked through it alone holding an umbrella.

There is a forest of winter bamboo shoots behind him, and no one will dig it anymore.

No one tasted it again.

In the end, she flew up and landed on a cliff floating above the clouds and the vast light.

In the flash of light and shadow, Mei Hualan turned her head and lowered her head, only to find that the lamp in her hand was suddenly lit up violently, and the water wave on the tip of the sword was like hot and bright blood.

At the same time, a black shadow that spread silently from behind slowly stopped, and his eyes gradually fell on the sword, and he narrowed his eyes slightly with infinite meaning: "Ah, interesting."

Mei Hualan's eyes slowly lifted from the sword, and a figure wrapped in a cloak was reflected in his eyes.

Paradoxical and dark.

It won't be her.

Suddenly, the head of the man in black, which was hidden behind the cloak, lifted up, and his whole body moved like lightning. In an instant, he grabbed Mei Hualan's collar, and pushed her fiercely against the dozens of people behind him. Steps away from the cliff, two entangled figures almost became a phantom.

Mei Hualan turned her head slightly, and before she moved her hands, there was a sudden explosion on the top of her head, and the rocks next to her were flying in all directions, and suddenly collapsed

It was as if something was protecting her in the dark.

After a while, the five fingers held by the man in black slowly loosened, retracted little by little, and sighed in a paradoxical voice: "...forget it." Immediately after taking a deep look behind the plum blossoms, he flew up, Turning around, swooping down the high cliff like a bird, and left.

"So don't touch the other things left behind me. Don't think about avenging me or doing unnecessary things for me."

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Mei Hualan suddenly burst into tears, tightly clutching the long sword in her hand that looked like blood as a warning, she tilted her head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is that you?"

The strong wind whimpered, like a silent answer floating between heaven and earth.

On the high cliff thousands of miles away, Mei Huazhou stood alone and waited for a long time, waiting here gently and silently to take her home.It wasn't until Meihualan came back in the strong wind that he took off the warm cloak from his arms and tied it on her. At the same time, he looked at the swaying lotus flowers in the lake, and said softly: "There is something recently——"

Mei Hualan turned to look at him.

Mei Huazhou didn't talk too much, and quickly explained the general situation, explaining: "It's the Baling area within the boundary of Changgeng Immortal Mansion. I don't know where it is yet. Don't worry, brother is already here..."

Before he finished speaking, Mei Hualan's figure had completely disappeared in place.

This is a paradise, a real paradise.People are full of hope and longing, apprehension and prayer.

But there is nothing here.

Not every inch.

That person arranged everything clearly, except for herself.

Meihualan had a dream, in which lights and shadows were intertwined, confusing and confusing, and finally everything in front of her eyes, behind her, on top of her head, and under her feet began to crumble and shatter into nothingness.She broke free from the dream suddenly, and blurted out: "Zhuang Zhu!"

Behind the brightly lit screen, a figure quickly dropped a pen at the table, walked in quickly, held her tightly with both hands, and said softly: "Yes, brother is here, brother is here."

Different from the previous reaction, Mei Hualan sat up this time and remained motionless, only the lingering broken light and shadow from the dream still flickered in her mind.In those lights and shadows, Zhuang Qingliu disappeared before her eyes, just like the disappearance of thousands of flowers in this world, no one will recognize her, no one will remember her.

Heart churned violently like a knife, Mei Hualan raised her hand and pressed it deeply, and said hoarsely: "Who in this world will remember her, who still remembers her..."

"Brother will remember, brother will always remember her." Mei Huazhou's voice also fell silent, holding her tightly in her arms, and gently stroking her head.

Mei Hualan's vision gradually dimmed, and her eyes began to blur, she was hugged in his arms and buried her head deeply: "Brother..."

i miss her.

I miss her so much.

Mei Huazhou was heartbroken, she kept nodding for a while, reached out and patted her back lightly, and comforted her in a low voice: "Tomorrow is your birthday, brother will take you out for a walk, you can go wherever you want, okay?" good?"

At this time, a bright and brilliant voice rang in my ears: "It's past the time of the child, and I'm going to celebrate my birthday too."

"I've decided that the day after your birthday every year will be the day I was born."

"I want a gift too."

Mei Hualan buried her head deeply between the pillows in embarrassment.It's only her birthday, and she will never celebrate her birthday again.

Every word Zhuang Qingliu said, every smile she had, every blood and tear shed, seemed like a moist rain fell on her heart, which would never dry up in eternity.

On another cloudy and light rainy day, Meihualan went to Taohuayuan again.Zhuang Qingliu was once located in Gumengchao, and the house that was moved here during the fire was moved away, and it was placed on the back hill of his yard.

That person once said that he was willing to give her anything, including his family.

When the night fell, the moon slowly moved out from behind the clouds and fell silently.

In a secluded small courtyard in the mountains, a boy in black was leaning on a tree in the courtyard to watch the moon, with a mask on his hand, and a silver ribbon floating on the ground.Knowing that Meihualan fell in the courtyard, he didn't shy away from it, neither spoke nor turned his head.

Mei Hualan's eyes gradually shifted to the end of his hair, where a bright red coral bead was tied.

Until then, Duan Bin crossed his arms and said calmly: "She won't let you take care of this matter. This has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not in charge."

"I want to know what else she has to say." Mei Hualan stood in the darkness of the mottled tree shadows and said softly, "I want to hear it."

As long as it's what she said.

Duan Bin was silent for a while this time, and looked up and landed on the corner of the crescent moon: "'I am not blessed. But our baby must live a good life.'"

Mei Hualan reached out to support the tree and bent deeply.

Duan Bin didn't look at her, but casually handed a square handkerchief to the side.

Meihualan didn't pick it up, and left silently in the gradually shifting moonlight.The Taohuayuan incident became more and more troublesome in the following ten years, but no one has ever traced the cause and effect. All the incidents are paradoxical and full of shadows, and it seems that there is always someone secretly walking before the hundreds of immortals.

Duan Bin knew that the reason why Meihualan helped him in this way was because of a red coral bead on the end of his hair, not a dirty handkerchief that was not handed out.

It’s the time of year when it snows again in winter, this time Meihualan finally accidentally saw many people who came to burn paper money and offer a stick of incense in the temple, and heard a lot of unexpected words

"She saved our family back then, and I, Aying, will always remember it."

"There are many secrets in the matter of the fairy gate. We will not remember the help when the Wulan River flooded in the past. Who can't tell the good from the bad?"

"Although I'm not sure, I heard that after her death, the blue lake was full of lotus flowers overnight, and once a year, the [-]-acre lotus pond that was destroyed by someone was also destroyed by something overnight. Xianshu was rescued, but no one showed up, if it was done by those monks of Xianmen, I don't think they would secretly..."

Something warm suddenly surged out from the bottom of my heart.Myself, Duan Bin, Mei Sigui, Ji Wudu

From this day on, Meihualan has traveled to many places and heard many beautiful stories with little effort, all of which are her name.

It turns out that many people will remember her.

So many people remember her.

She has not been forgotten.

It's snowing.

Mei Hualan looked up for a while, then gently stretched out her hand, letting the snowflakes fall on her fingertips.That person is also bright, clear, and clean, just like the fresh snow that falls in early winter.

She turned around and wrapped Mei Sigui in a small blanket, and held up the umbrella with the basket on her back.

This time I really promise you.

I will do what I want to do, I will go to many places, and I will see many beautiful things.

will miss you.

Because there is a person in my heart, kind, warm, soft, like light.

I want to be like you.

I love you.

Although Mei Sigui is still lively and cute, she is no longer as mischievous as she was when she was a child. Most of the time, she stays obediently in the basket on her back. Occasionally, when it snows, her neck sticks out, gently sticking to the side of Mei Hualan's face, and interacts with her. Heating: "Jiujiu."

Its eyes are black and bright, much like Zhuang Qingliu, always blinking like stars.

Mei Hualan raised her head slightly, glanced at the stars in her heart, and then walked through mountains, rivers, wind forests, sun, moon and stars, and went to countless lakes when she was tired from walking, looking for a moment of peace in the depths of lotus flowers.

When I miss her, I go back to the high cliff of Mengchao, lying quietly in countless nights, a lamp is always by her side, and the halo on the sword tip is like a faint and gentle warmth.

Zhuang Qingliu became the spring flowing through her fingers, the wind blowing through her hair, the light falling on her body, and the lamp burning in her heart.

There is no you anywhere in this world, but you are everywhere.

Another year of new snow

The two children laughed loudly while running towards the bustling bridal sedan chair line in the street: "When will you grow up and marry me!"

"No. I don't want to marry you, I want to marry the girl next door!"

Mei Hualan turned her head, as if someone had asked her in her ear many years ago: "When did you grow up?"

The welcoming team passed by lively and lively, and there was a festive and joyful atmosphere everywhere, and the fluffy snowflakes all over the sky floated softly in the palm of Mei Hualan.

She gently closed her palms, thinking in a daze, "When will you come back?"