[Comprehensive] Comb girl

Mikazuki Zongjin's dream has come true.

The trace of the lord disappeared in this pill.No matter whether it was California Kiyomitsu, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, or Fox Nosuke who was diligent and responsible for delivering letters, they never remembered that a master came here.The changes she had brought disappeared overnight—

Yamato Moran Ding is not here, and Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro has never returned.Fu Sangshen, who was hovering on the verge of falling into darkness, has not been able to touch the light, just like before the lord came.

Mikazuki Zongjin traveled to every corner of the Honmaru, but could not trace the trace of the lord.

That's right, she disappeared.

I don't know that the scene of history has changed, so that she just disappeared.

The weather in autumn is very bright, and there are a few flying birds in the blue sky.The bare branches that have fallen, with their dark brown dry skin, look like a few silent people; the carp in the pond sank to the bottom, and they have not been seen swimming up to create ripples.

Sanri Yuezong wandered around the main pill again and again, looking very aimless.

There is a shadow of the Lord everywhere, but there is no shadow of her anywhere——

The books that have been read by the lord are neatly placed on the bookshelf, covered with dust that has not been turned over for many years; the lily-of-the-valley flower shelf that is favored, stands alone in the corner of the yard, and looks like no one has ever taken care of it; the lord The usual brushes and inks have been sealed in the cabinet box without any damage, and it seems that no one has opened it for many years...

Sanri Yuezong stood under the eaves for a long time, silent.

After a long time, he staggered back a step, leaned against the pillar, and fell weakly to sit down.

He tilted his head with a slightly confused expression.Obviously, he has always been a guy who calls himself an "old man", but now he has a child-like hesitation, a struggling appearance, and no longer the usual elegance and calmness.

"...Are you cheated? Or is it true?" He murmured to himself, "Is it true?"

After a pause, he answered himself: "Ah, this is true."

Although his voice was filled with decadent despair, he laughed "hahaha".

Who else could have done it?This must be a good thing to do in one phase.

The man who once kept saying "never fall in the dark" and insisted on himself, finally took the same return path as him and completely changed history.

At this moment, Sanriyue Zongjin felt a strange feeling of soreness and pain in his heart—a feeling he had never felt before—like regret and pain mixed together, corroding his heart little by little. , so that he almost gave birth to the illusion of madness.

If he had treated her sincerely from the very beginning, maybe everything would have been different.

She will treat herself sincerely, right?

She won't be afraid of herself, will she?

She wouldn't run away, resist, or turn into another personality, would she?

On that day, the vow of "the two of us will stay together" will be fulfilled...?

A crazy impulse suddenly sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

Since one move changed the fate of the lord, he can also reverse the fate back to the original place.Just find her and lead her back to the starting point of the encounter...

Everything can start all over again.

Sanri Yuezong is not a timid person.Once he had such an idea, he wanted to put it into practice.When he was ready, he went back to the past through the tunnel of time and space, looking for the trace of the lord.

Since the 13th year of Genroku, when the lord died, the search began——

That remote village in Yuxie's countryside is where all love and hatred begin.

However, no matter how many times Sanriyue searched, there was no lord in this village.Asking the villagers if there is a girl named "Yu Xie Wuding", everyone answered speciously, hesitated and refused to say more.

I don't know how many dark nights, Sanri Yuezong stood alone on a foreign land, quietly gazing at the village and houses.The wind of this era fills his blue sleeves, and he has nothing to do with all the hustle and bustle.Young men and women passed by on the field ridges, playing and chasing each other, and their lively love words filled my ears, but he was just a visitor who did not belong to this place.

The lord seems to be alive, but also seems to be dead, more likely to have left.

Therefore, he could only push the year forward by another year, returning to the 12th year of Yuanlu.Then, it was 11 years.After searching repeatedly, Sanriyue Zongjin finally got a clue—the young lord seemed to have escaped from this village and went to the capital.

The searched area was expanded to the wider Gyeonggi area.

Spring in Kyoto is rainy, fine and dense, like a lover's tears.Sankayue wore a cloak and walked alone through the long alley lit with Mutsu paper lanterns. The whole row of lanterns under the eaves was glowing in a blurred red, outlining his silhouette.

He walked in a hurry, and his shoes stepped on the puddles on the ground, splashing broken water droplets.

There was a strange noise coming from behind, and Sanriyue knew that it was the enemies who were following him—those who were not violators—coming to attack him again.So, he put his hand on the handle of the knife.

The five fingers that were originally white and slender have been wrapped in black smoke, like the fireworks of Huangquan Hirazaka.

In the alley, there was a sound of clashing gold and iron and the sound of hacking and killing.Soon, the fighting situation subsided, only the tall, blue-haired man with black blood on his cloak hurried forward in the rain.

The ground he stepped on left traces of corrosion.The wind blew up his cloak, revealing his faintly handsome face.The crescent moon hangs in the dark blue eyes, like a clear night sky.

Beyond the alleys, there is a lively market with people coming and going.Even on rainy days, there are still guests with umbrellas rushing in and out.Those red umbrellas, big or small, swirled in the falling rain, just like a grand performance.

Sanri Yuezong passed by many people.

There are desolate warriors, women carrying children in baskets, peddlers with a torn shoe, female nuns with their heads covered, and dirty little beggars...

And, a girl.

The girl rubbed shoulders with him in an instant, and after only a moment of breathing, she disappeared into the crowd and disappeared into the sea of ​​umbrellas under the rain.When Sanri Yuezong turned his head, he could only see the high or low umbrella ribs, reflecting a bright red.

"It's an illusion."

he said to himself.

"Let's keep looking."

***

Holding an umbrella, Ah Ding returned to his home in Batiao with a bag of newly bought millet in his arms.

Yiqi Yizhen stood under the eaves, looking up at the night, with his hand on the handle of the knife.

"I'm back." Ah Ding greeted him happily, "It's raining less outside." After a pause, she noticed that Yiqi Yizhen was holding the knife, and asked, "Why do you keep holding the knife?" Where's the knife?"

"...Ah." Yiqi Yizhen smiled slightly, "I thought there were enemies coming towards me, but it seems that their target is not me."

"That's really great." Ading said.

It has been nearly a year since she left Yuxie and came to Kyoto.The days with Yiqi Yizheng are far happier than the life in the mountain village that day.Every time she thinks about this, she will be extremely thankful that she made the right decision.

"You're back safely." Yiqi Yi bowed and kissed the back of her hand with a devout look, "What kind of story do you want to hear from me today?"

Ah Ding took his hand, walked into the house, and began to meditate.The narrow door creaked shut behind him, and the narrow corridor full of green plants was covered with cobblestones and red sand, and there were wooden basins for storing water in the corner.On the slightly yellowed shoji paper door, a few lines were glued with old cloth, and half-washed clothes were placed by the well.

"Oh, I forgot to put the clothes in." Ah Ding was stunned when he saw the clothes.

"Please let me come." Yiqi Yizhen said.

After finishing speaking, the handsome man stepped forward to put away his clothes.His every move is pleasing to the eye, which makes Ah Ding a little crazy.She lowered her head involuntarily, her cheeks were slightly hot.

Whenever she blushes like this and her heart beats like this, she will sigh with emotion that there is such a gentle and perfect person as Qi Yizhen in the world.It's great to be able to live an ordinary and happy life with him in Kyoto.

"Today... I want to hear the story of Tang Minghuang." The girl snapped her fingers and said stubbornly, "I don't want to hear the story of the disaster of the noble concubine's family. I just want to hear how the noble concubine and His Majesty fell in love."

Phase [-] agreed with a smile.

The two sat under the eaves, listening to the sound of dripping rain, and they got very close.In the first issue, he opened his mouth and slowly told the story of the Tang Dynasty, until the girl beside him fell asleep due to exhaustion.

He caught the girl's body, hugged her in his arms, and gently kissed her on the forehead.

His raised eyes were as dark golden as the setting sun.

"My lord...you have made a contract with me." He whispered in the girl's ear, "Although those violations are very troublesome and will appear every now and then...but I will not give up on you. "

The rain in Kyoto never stops.

A naive, naive young girl who has not experienced much in the world, sleeps soundly in the arms of her lover.Probably dreamed about the story of Tang Minghuang and the noble concubine, and was muttering something like "I can only like me".

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