Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Siliang, at three quarters.

Under the melting night is the silent Yu River, flowing quietly and silently.

There is an arch bridge on the Yuhe River, named Xiangsi Bridge. Every year on the seventh day of July, countless lovers gather on the bridge and fly paper kites to pray for everlasting life.

The Yuelao Bridge, which was supposed to be a place to send love from afar, turned out to be dark and windy at night, which was extremely weird.

An old man with gray temples was holding a lantern, and hurried forward, afraid of bumping into something unclean, he hurried to leave here.

As soon as his feet stepped on the bridge, there was a sudden rustling sound behind him.

The old man's footsteps paused for a while, and he slowly turned around and looked back.

In the distance is the city gate that enters and exits Siliang. The section from the city gate to the Xiangsi Bridge is deserted. The shops on both sides of the street are tightly closed. A brown sack soaked in water is lying beside the bridge. Step far.

Except for the sound of the river flowing, there was no other sound.

The old man thought to himself that he might have misheard just now.

He turned his head and continued to walk forward, but just after taking two steps, there was another sound behind him.

"rustle--"

It was as if something was rubbing hard on the ground and moving forward, constantly approaching him.

The old man turned his head quickly, but there was no one in sight.

He glanced around, faintly feeling that something was different from before.

It took him a long time to realize that the position of the sack beside the bridgehead had changed, and it seemed to have moved a certain distance forward.

The old man shivered.

Could it be that I read it wrong?

He swallowed, hesitated for a while, and finally moved towards the sack.

As soon as he got close to the sack, there was a foul smell. The surface of the sack was covered with dirty dark red marks, and the mouth of the sack was tied tightly with a rope.

The old man knelt down and slowly untied the rope with shaking hands.

The moment the knot was loosened, the bag shook twice on the ground, and a dark red liquid with a foul smell poured out, submerging the soles of the old man's shoes.

The old man was suddenly paralyzed from fright, and fell back to the ground.

"Zhou... Huai..."

There were intermittent harsh sounds from the bag, and pale hands stretched out to grab the old man's ankle.

The thing slowly poked its head out of the bag.

A woman with blood all over her face, with black eyes missing, looked straight at the old man.

"what--!!"

The screams pierced the night sky and stopped abruptly.

There is no one on the Acacia Bridge, only a sack tied with a rope is lying on the bridge, quietly waiting for the next person...

In order to heal the little girl, Song Qingming and the others stayed in Suzhen for another half a month. The girl's foot was disabled, but fortunately there was no danger of her life. After a few days, the girl was finally able to say her name.

Xin Ningran is a nice name.

During the half-month stay in Suzhen, Song Qingming was not idle. In order to pay back the money owed to Xie Yu, he went to Nuantao Academy to ask shopkeeper Qi to give him an errand.

Shopkeeper Qi was very happy to see him. The secret play pictures he had drawn before were sold out quickly, and there were still people who wanted to buy them at high prices. Naturally, Shopkeeper Qi couldn't let go of this opportunity.

Originally, he said he would never touch the secret drama picture again, but Song Qingming had nothing on hand and owed Xie Yu more and more, so he had no choice but to nod.

Half a month later, he got the money, and according to the previous plan, he took Lianzhu and Ningran to Siliang to find Lianzhu's biological parents.

It takes about five days to get to Siliang City, and water is the fastest way. Every seven days, there is a big boat that departs from Su Town. In order to hurry, several people had to rush on one, but there were only two rooms left on the boat. .

After discussion, it was decided that the two children would be in the small room, while Song Qingming and Xie Yu would sleep next to them.

At this moment, Song Qingming was leaning against the window, only wearing his coat, blowing the cool breeze.

It's summer now, even if there is a cool breeze on the river, it's still not enough to relieve the heat.

After settling down the two children, when Xie Yula opened the door and came back, what he saw was Song Qingming slouching with half-closed eyes, all his jet-black hair tied up, and the rest of the hair scattered randomly, swaying with the breeze, and his fair-skinned face. The skin complemented each other, and the neckline of the underwear was also spread out, revealing a small piece of skin on the front of the chest, which looked very attractive.

Xie Yu was startled, and sighed inwardly for a while.

Obviously what you want is in front of you, but you can't touch it, it's really tormenting.

Song Qingming only heard the sound of the door opening and didn't hear footsteps for a long time, so he raised his eyes to look at the door.

Seeing that Xie Yu was in a daze, he asked, "Why are you in a daze?"

Xie Yu smiled slightly, shook his head, walked to him and sat down.

Song Qingming grabbed the money bag beside him and threw it into his arms: "I owe you the money, I will pay you back."

Xie Yu opened the purse and glanced at it, then put the purse beside him: "You still owe me ten taels."

Song Qingming was about to doze off, when he heard the amount of silver reported by Xie Yu, he almost fell from the window into the big river outside.

"Ten, ten taels of silver? When did I owe you so much?!"

Xie Yu said softly: "Didn't you say that you will never be generous with my money, you are the one who wants to help those two children, not me, the cost of Ningran's treatment these days, and their basic necessities are all I paid the money."

Song Qingming was powerless to refute, and said: "It's all on me, I will find a way to pay you back slowly."

After finishing speaking, he slouched on the window frame, looked at the rolling river outside, and secretly sighed that the money was hard to come by, but it was quite easy to get out.

Xie Yu snickered without seeing behind him.

"Xie Yu, is Wuchang the same as other ghosts, only appearing at night?" Song Qingming asked casually when he had nothing to do.

Xie Yu's eyes fell on his side face, and said: "On weekdays, they come and go at night, but if necessary, they will also show up during the day."

Song Qingming became interested: "Oh? Are they not afraid of the sun?"

Xie Yu: "As long as there is a daily order, you can be no different from ordinary people."

The word Ri Xing Ling sounded familiar, Song Qingming turned around: "The two ghosts in the academy also talked about the Ri Xing Ling before, it seems that Wuchang snatched that thing and escaped from the underworld."

Xie Yu had a smile in his eyes: "Although it's a broken brand, it's not a one-man-made thing. Without the approval of the old stubborn gang in Youdu, the daily order is not easy to get. Such a rare thing, there is always someone to buy it." Remember, as far as I know, Wuchang snatched Ri Xingling and escaped a long time ago, and he has not been caught back to the underworld."

Song Qingming nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Xie Yu suspiciously for a while.

"The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes. You are a living person, how do you know so much about the underworld?"

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment, then explained with a smile: "I have been catching ghosts for some years, and knowing myself and the enemy is the only way I can win all battles."

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly, still skeptical, but finally accepted the explanation.

Aside from other things, it cannot be denied that Xie Yu knows a lot and has benefited him a lot.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, because they were afraid that the cabin would catch fire at night, the sailors asked each house to turn off the lights early.

There is no light in the house, but the moonlight outside the window is even more beautiful.

Song Qingming felt sleepy, but he couldn't bear the moonlight outside the window.

He had also seen such a beautiful moonlight when he was a child, but every time he looked at it in the past, there was always something wrong with it.

Where is the deficiency?Probably because there are not enough people looking at it, they are covered with scars, and no matter how beautiful the moonlight is, they cannot enjoy it with pleasure.

"Show that expression again."

Behind him, Xie Yu suddenly said.

Song Qingming was startled, because he was so sleepy that he even forgot that there was Xie Yu beside him.

He wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but Xie Yu said again: "Why are you always secretly sad where others can't see?"

Song Qingming frowned.

Xie Yu's tone was full of concern, but he was not used to such concern, it was a very strange thing to him.

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu with a sullen expression.

Obviously this person is always secretly sad.

So, not to be outdone, he asked, "What about you? What are you sad about?"

Xie Yu was slightly taken aback.

Song Qingming didn't want to wait for his answer, looked out of the window again, and said angrily: "If you don't say it, I won't say it either."

After an unknown amount of time, he heard Xie Yu's voice.

"Lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. Thousands of tears flow, which makes people feel sad."

Hearing this poem, Song Qingming paused for a moment.

So, is Xie Yu feeling sad for the person he likes?

He also thought that Xie Yu had a habit of breaking sleeves, but it turned out that someone had already lived in his heart.

Song Qingming knew this word, but he had never had a sweetheart before, so he just felt that it was a bit pretentious for him to come out of his mouth.

But it was different when it came out of Xie Yu's mouth.

It seems that the person in Xie Yu's heart is someone he really wants to see, but is far away, and is afraid that it is someone Xie Yu will never be able to touch.

That person, is he dead?

Song Qingming lowered his eyes slightly, sighed for a long while, and continued quietly: "If you want to see without a cause, it will be difficult to fight. If there is no fate in the previous life, you have to reunite and make a wish in the next life."

Xie Yu paused, looking at Song Qingming with trembling eyes.

Song Qingming: "If there is a destiny, we will always meet in the next life."

The people behind him didn't answer.

This silence lasted for a long time, Song Qingming couldn't help but look back, and found that Xie Yu was looking at him pitifully.

It's like being bullied by him.

Song Qingming was startled: "You...why are you looking at me like this?"

Xie Yu: "The person I like doesn't seem to like me that much."

Oh, still unrequited love.

Song Qingming: "If you don't like you, you won't like someone else."

Xie Yu: "But I only want him."

Song Qingming persuaded helplessly: "It's all about the next life, why bother hanging on a tree."

"No!" Xie Yu leaned forward and said seriously: "That man stole my heart and lied about my body, so I can only hang myself on a tree."

Song Qingming: ...

Good guy, who is so wicked? !

The matter of love is too complicated, he is doomed to be short-lived in this life, probably because he has no relationship with love.

Thinking about it, Song Qingming became more and more disinterested in such undesired things. He leaned back on the window frame, closed his eyes drowsily, and said vaguely: "Then you will wait for the next life... get back what you should snatch, and lie to me." The... cheated back..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep on the window frame.

Xie Yu approached slowly, eyes full of tenderness, couldn't help but touch his side face with fingertips.

"Then I'll lie back."

The author has something to say:

Acacia is as deep as the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky.Thousands and thousands of teardrops line up, making people even more sad.

If you want to see without a cause, it will be difficult to fight.If there is no predestined relationship in the previous life, wait for a reunion and make a wish in the next life.

From Song Dynasty Le Wan's "Bu Shuan Zi Da Shi"