peach blossom

Ten miles of Wangchuan, nine layers of yellow springs, three lives are lucky, and one life will be with you.

The long Huangquan Road is quiet and long. The blood-red Bana flowers on both sides of the road are the only color on this road. A man in black is walking slowly on the Huangquan Road. Compared with the crying or fear of the people around him, he looks much calmer.At the end of the road, there is a river. The blood-yellow turbid river is rushing without wind, splashing waves of fishy spray, and the sound of the water seems to be weeping and complaining.The man in black knew that this was the Wangchuan River, and seeing this river meant that he was dead.

Smiling miserably, he reluctantly accepted this cruel reality. The man in black continued to move along the river bank, and the lonely ghosts in the river who could not enter the reincarnation waved to him. He had already passed by, but the man in black could turn a blind eye.He stopped in front of a table, walked up, and took a last look at the world, seeing the person he loved so much was hugging his already cold body and sobbing softly, like an abandoned child, it was very wronged.The man in black's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to comfort him, but he couldn't touch him no matter what.

"Ling, I'm sorry." The low voice was deep and full of guilt.The man in black walked down the Wangxiang Terrace and came to the side of the Naihe Bridge. On the bridge was a crooked old woman with silver hair and a kind smile on her wrinkled face. The face looked very strange and creepy.Trembling slightly, she scooped out bowls of soup from the wooden bucket beside her and placed them on the table in front of her. When she saw the man in black under the bridge, she waved to him and said, "Come, come, come and have a drink." Soup, drink my mother-in-law's soup, forget all the joys, sorrows and joys of this life, and go across the river to reincarnate." The voice was soft and ethereal, very pleasant to hear, and people couldn't help but walk towards her.

"Are you Po Meng?" the man in black asked.

"Hmm." Granny Meng nodded, squinted her eyes at the man in black, and said, "Chengying?"

"Yes." Cheng Ying replied.

"Come and drink the soup, don't delay the good time of reincarnation." Meng Po continued to smile and put a bowl of soup in front of him.

"I can't drink Meng Po soup yet." Cheng Ying refused, "I have to wait for another person, and I can't lose my memory until he comes."

"Oh? Is it your lover?" Meng Po asked.

"Yes." Chengying nodded, "His name is Yu Songling, and he is the emperor of Yuan Kingdom."

"In this life, how is your fate?"

"It's good to join hands for a lifetime." Cheng Ying had a happy smile on his face.

"So, you don't want to lose your memory of him, and hope you can reconnect with each other in the next life?" Po Meng asked meaningfully.

"No." Unexpectedly, Cheng Ying shook his head and said, "I didn't think about it that way. He once said that the self in this life is not qualified to make promises for the next life. I am already very satisfied to be associated with him in this life , I will choose where my love will go in the next life. I just want to say goodbye to him formally before reincarnation."

"Oh? It's rare for someone to see clearly like you." Granny Meng said with a smile, "Grandma, I have been guarding this bridge for countless years. I have seen a lot of idiots and resentment, but it is rare to see people like you. Okay. , mother-in-law, I have a predestined relationship with you, so I will show you the way, you can go and have a look at the Sansheng stone behind you, maybe you will find something unexpected."

Chengying walked to the stone according to his words. It was strange to say that the stone that was still flat just now was full of handwriting. After reading it carefully, it turned out to be the life of himself and another person.

"This is?"

"Your past and present lives." Po Meng said unhurriedly.

"This is the three-life stone, why do I only have two lives in my life?"

"In this world, whether it is a good fate or a bad fate, the fate between two people has three lifetimes. After the third lifetime, the two have no contact with each other. Even if they pass by each other, they are still strangers. This life is between you and you. In the lover's second life, you still have the first life, and the marriage in the last life is still unfinished."

"So that's how it is." Cheng Ying smiled slightly, "It's really great to have a lifetime of marriage."

"Hehe, you know that you are satisfied, this is very good, very good..." Granny Meng smiled and nodded, continuing to serve the soup.

Cheng Ying sat in front of the Sansheng Stone and waited. After an unknown number of days, she finally found that gorgeous figure on that gloomy Huangquan Road.The man in the dragon robe also noticed him quickly, and walked quickly, smiling brightly: "Chengying! It's really you. That's great, I knew you would wait for me."

"Ling." Cheng Ying gently stroked Yu Songling's face, "Long time no see. Back then I owed you a farewell, and I still haven't forgotten it."

"Come~ come~ come and drink the soup, drink my Po Meng's soup, forget all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of this life, and cross the river to reincarnate." Meng Po repeated habitually.

"I am lucky in this life, and I am grateful to be with you all the way." Yu Songling took a bowl of soup and handed it to Cheng Ying, and picked up a bowl himself, "Come, Cheng Ying, I respect you!"

"Dry!"

The two of them drank Mengpo soup and smiled brightly. They looked very abrupt beside the lifeless Wangchuan River, and even the lonely ghosts in the river couldn't help but look at them.

"Let's go on the road." Yu Songling said with a smile, just like before he was alive, walking across the Naihe Bridge side by side with Chengying, the memory in his mind faded a little bit, but the two of them probably didn't notice it, the smile on the corner of their mouths actually always there.