Can you give me the broken impermanence?

They first met on the rainy day that Lu Fuyu hated the most.

The little Taoist stood in front of him and handed over the umbrella covering his head: "Here you are."

Lu Fuyu frowned.

The rain fell on the little Taoist priest's shoulders, and the rouge cast a shadow, but the little Taoist priest didn't know it at all.

"I saw the young master standing under the eaves for a long time, but he refused to go into the post station to take shelter from the rain. I guess he was tired of the rain, and there was something urgent to leave. Since there is something urgent, then don't wait any longer. Take my Umbrella let's go."

When speaking, the little Taoist priest had a bright smile on his face, which was incompatible with this gloomy rain.

Lu Fuyu looked at him gloomyly, and just about to say no, the little Taoist shoved the umbrella into his hand, then turned and ran into the pattering rain, turned around and waved to the man with a smile.

"You don't have to return the umbrella. We are destined to meet each other. The umbrella is for you."

He stared blankly at the little Taoist priest running away.

In fact, the little Taoist guessed wrong, he had nothing important to do, but wanted to go to a private school in Siliang to teach, even if it was half a month late, it didn't matter, he just didn't like the noise in the inn, so he stubbornly refused to go in.

The little Taoist's mindless kindness is stupid.

Lu Fuyu looked at the umbrella in her hand for a while, and finally held it up and walked into the rain...

I thought we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect that the light rain turned into a violent storm in a blink of an eye, and a small umbrella couldn't support it at all, so Lu Fuyu had to run into a ruined temple to take shelter.

As soon as the umbrella was put away, I heard the voice of the little Taoist: "We meet again, we are really destined!"

Lu Fuyu glanced over indifferently, walked to the corner and sat down without saying anything.

Being ignored by him, the little Taoist's enthusiasm didn't seem to diminish in the slightest: "I've lit the fire, sir, come and sit here, it's warm here."

Lu Fuyu closed her eyes and ignored him.

The little Taoist closed his mouth.

The torrential rain outside the window would not stop, but the inside of the ruined temple was silent. I don't know how long it had passed, when Lu Fuyu heard someone approaching quietly, she immediately tensed her back to be on guard.

But the man just stopped in front of him, and didn't come closer, but fiddled with other things.

In the end, Lu Fuyu couldn't hold back his curiosity and opened his eyes, and saw the little Taoist crouching in front of him, struggling to light a fire on a pile of small wooden branches.

Seeing that he woke up, the little Taoist said embarrassedly: "Woke you up? I want to help you light a fire. If you sleep like this, you will get sick."

Lu Fuyu frowned again, and said in a deep voice for a long time, "No need to make a fire, I don't need it."

The little Taoist raised his head in surprise: "It doesn't take much effort to make a fire. You don't have to do anything, just leave it to me. By the way, my name is Si Chen. I don't know your name?"

Lu Fuyu leaned her back against the wall and turned her head to look elsewhere.

Really noisy.

This was the first time he met such a noisy Taoist priest.

After finally starting the fire, Si Chen sat next to him with his burden and sword in his arms. He didn't care about his indifference, and said to himself: "Where are you going, sir? I didn't specify where to go, so I don't know if there are ghosts around here?"

Lu Fuyu turned her head to the other side.

Si Chen said again: "Are you hungry? I have some dry food in my bag, and I'll share it with you."

He continued to ignore.

Si Chen fumbled in the bag, and finally found a big steamed bun, but it had just been poured by the heavy rain, and more than half of the steamed bun was soaked by the rain.

"I'll give you the dry half, and I'll eat the wet half myself." Si Chen broke the steamed bun into two halves.

Looking at the steamed buns handed over by that hand, Lu Fuyu finally couldn't help looking at him: "Are you a fool? Your master didn't tell you not to get too close to strangers after going down the mountain?"

Si Chen was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again: "Master didn't say that he asked me to make more friends, but your words are strange, my lord. People in the world go from unfamiliar to familiar. I gave you an umbrella and helped you Light a fire, and you're no stranger."

There was light in his eyes when he spoke, Lu Fuyu had never seen such a person before, like dry and warm sunlight shining on his damp and dark body.

Si Chen stubbornly stuffed the steamed buns into his hands: "Eat it, my master has brought me enough money, I don't need this dry food."

After finishing speaking, Si Chen took the rain-soaked steamed bun and gnawed on it himself, looking like he was enjoying it.

Lu Fuyu looked at him for a while, then turned her head to look forward, and said in a deep voice, "My name is Lu Fuyu."

Si Chen looked up at the roof of the ruined temple and thought for a while: "The water in the golden pond is clean, and the floating jade is covered with frost. Good name."

Lu Fuyu's eyes trembled slightly.

Because of his personality, no one liked him, even his father was very alienated from him, so naturally no one praised his name, this was the first time someone praised his nice name.

Neither of them spoke anymore, but Lu Fuyu couldn't help but pay attention to the people around him.

A small one with delicate features and delicate features. The Taoist robe on his body is a bit loose, but it suits him very well.

Just as Lu Fuyu was about to look away, there was a sudden thunder outside the window, which woke up the little Taoist beside him.

Si Chen subconsciously covered his ears and shivered.

Seeing that Lu Fuyu was looking at him, Si Chen said with a smile: "The thunder is too sudden."

As soon as he finished speaking, another thunderbolt fell, illuminating half of the sky, Si Chen subconsciously leaned against Lu Fuyu, and muttered: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is going through the tribulation here."

Seeing that Si Chen seems to be afraid of thunder, but is insisting on this matter, Lu Fuyu inexplicably finds it funny, and asks amusedly: "Are you afraid?"

Si Chen looked at him, shook his head, and then the thunder sounded again, Si Chen hurriedly changed his answer and nodded.

Lu Fuyu: "Are you afraid of thunder and still go down the mountain to practice?"

Sensing his ridicule, Si Chen frowned slightly and looked at him: "I need practice because I'm afraid. I used to always have Master with me, so I couldn't get used to it. Now I'm alone. After a few times, I won't be afraid anymore." .”

As he spoke, he embraced the sword next to him in his arms, and stubbornly looked towards the window: "Look, if there is any thunder, I won't be afraid."

God immediately responded to him, and there was a deafening thunder, this time even Lu Fuyu was startled,

Si Chen still bit his lip and stiffened: "Look, I'm not afraid anymore..."

That being said, his body was already shaking like a sieve.

Lu Fuyu looked at Si Chen silently for a while, then suddenly reached out and pulled the little Taoist priest into his arms. "Forget it, you are afraid again today, and learn to adapt next time."

Si Chen's chin rested on his shoulder, and he froze for a moment.

Lu Fuyu didn't know what was wrong with him, but at that moment just now, he really wanted to hug this person, and wanted to know if the little Taoist was what he thought.

After hugging him, he confirmed that the little Taoist priest was really warm, which made people not want to let go.

Si Chen didn't push Lu Fuyu away either.

There was one thing Si Chen didn't say, in fact, he stood by that post station for a long time, just staring blankly at Lu Fuyu standing under the eaves.

With just a quick glance, he couldn't move his eyes away.

That rainy night, it seemed that something could happen, but nothing happened.

Early the next morning, when Si Chen was still leaning against the wall and fell asleep, Lu Fuyu was about to leave quietly, but he didn't want to be just a passer-by in the little Taoist priest's life, so he put the jade pendant left by his mother in the little Taoist priest's room. beside.

Their meeting was an accident. It started with rain and ended when it was sunny, but he wanted to leave traces of their meeting.

When he arrived in Siliang, Lu Fuyu regained his cold temperament before, went to private school to teach, went home to eat, and lay down at night, day after day.

But always after falling into a dream, he would go back to that day, the little Taoist gave him an umbrella, helped him light a fire, and gave him steamed buns. No matter how much he wanted to forget, he would never forget it.

He thought they would never meet again, but on a sunny afternoon, a noisy Taoist priest stopped him.

"Young master Lu! We met again, and we are indeed destined!"

Lu Fuyu looked at him in surprise, a little unbelievable.

Si Chen stood in front of him smiling, and said a lot of things, but Lu Fuyu didn't listen to what he said, and just stared blankly at the person in front of him covered with sunshine.

Then seeing the jade pendant on the waist of the little Taoist, the corners of Lu Fuyu's lips raised involuntarily.

Later, the noisy little Taoist priest would always run to his door and tell with a smile what happened to him today and what he had caught. Lu Fuyu would call him into the house, pour him a cup of tea, and let him slow down. speak slowly.

Si Chen said that he used to be on the mountain, and his master loved growing flowers the most, but because of the environment, he had never grown campanulas. The master said that campanulas are beautiful, small, and they look like campanulas, which can only be seen at the foot of the mountain. Be sure to check it out after you get him down the mountain.

He said that when he saw the flower somewhere one day, he would bring it back as a gift to Lu Fuyu, and Si Chen would still smile foolishly after saying that.

But every time he said that, Lu Fuyu didn't see him intending to leave Siliang.

Lu Fuyu didn't ask Si Chen why he went down the mountain to practice, but stayed in Siliang all the time, and Si Chen never said why he refused to leave. They let themselves approach each other, but no one said anything.

Until one day, Lu Fuyu waited for the little Taoist priest as usual, but he didn't come after waiting for a long time.

It didn't come the second day, and it didn't come the third.

Lu Fuyu started to panic, Si Chen won't leave, will he?But he is not the kind of person who leaves without saying goodbye?

Panicked, he ran out of the house to look for Si Chen, and finally asked Si Chen's whereabouts from a mother-in-law who was familiar with Si Chen.

When Lu Fuyu pushed open the door of Si Chen's house, what he saw was the little Taoist priest lying on the bed with injuries all over his body.

Si Chen's face was bruised a lot, and his forehead was tightly bandaged, but there was still blood oozing out.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Fuyu's heart shrank tightly: "Si Chen!"

Hearing Lu Fuyu's angry voice, Si Chen was startled, looked at him and sat up in a panic: "Fuyu? Why are you here?"

Lu Fuyu walked up to him, looked at the wound on his face and gritted her teeth and asked, "What's going on?"

Si Chen smiled at him: "It's nothing, I drew the wrong talisman again, don't worry, I'm fine."

Obviously he was hurt, but he comforted him instead.

Lu Fuyu had long known that Si Chen was a half-bad at catching ghosts, but on weekdays, at most, he bumped or scratched his skin.

But I never thought that this could be a fatal thing.

Seeing Lu Fuyu's sullen look, Si Chen shrank his neck: "Fuyu, don't be angry, your angry appearance is very similar to my master, it's really scary."

Lu Fuyu: "You also know that I'm angry?"

Si Chen: "Of course I can see your expression. I'm really fine. It's normal to get hurt when exorcising ghosts..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged tightly by Lu Fuyu.

Lu Fuyu: "Is it normal? If doing this will always hurt you, then don't do it in the future."

Si Chen was a little surprised, but he still said: "No, the master has training. Those who practice should take it as their responsibility to expel ghosts and eliminate filth. If you don't get rid of evil, if you run away from evil, it will shame the master."

Lu Fuyu bit her lower lip hard, but finally couldn't hold back her thoughts: "You only care about whether your teacher will be shamed, and you don't care about me at all?"

Si Chen was startled: "You? Why..."

The remaining syllables were all sealed by Lu Fuyu.

Lu Fuyu held his face, bent down and kissed him, Si Chen was a little flustered at first, and took a while to try to respond.

Upon receiving the response, Lu Fuyu was overjoyed, and slightly away from Si Chen's lips, said softly: "Don't do dangerous things, I'll be worried."

Si Chen looked at him, and after a while he lowered his eyes with blushing cheeks, and gave a soft 'hmm'.

In the stories in the storybook, there are always lovers who end up getting married.

Lu Fuyu thought they would do the same.

But from that day on, the people around him looked at him more and more abnormally, and the abnormality was contagious, spreading from the private school to the street, and from one person to everyone.

Si Chen still ran to his door every day, happily sharing what happened to him, but it was rare to see Lu Fuyu smile at him.

Lu Fuyu was terrified of other people's strange gazes, which made him feel like he was back in the days when everyone called him a dead star.

Sensing Lu Fuyu's strangeness, Si Chen was very worried: "Are you okay? If something happens, you have to tell me, and I will protect you."

Lu Fuyu refused to answer.

The strangeness spread so quickly, how could he, who was standing in the center of the storm, not know what the source of the strangeness was?

The picture of him kissing Si Chen that day was seen by others.

Also because of this, the private school was afraid that he would affect the students, and began to consider removing him from his position.

Later Lu Fuyu would always think back to that time, if she knew that she was so cowardly, she shouldn't have given Si Chen hope in the first place.

Everything is his fault.

Because of his cowardice, he said in front of everyone that he didn't like Si Chen, and that he and Si Chen were just friends, and he didn't know why that kind of thing happened that day...

Of course, Si Chen was also present when he said this.

So all the blame was directed at Si Chen, and he made Si Chen a Taoist priest who misbehaved and was reviled by everyone. He was always looked at and insulted almost everywhere he went.

Si Chen looked at him disappointedly, but never made any excuses from the beginning to the end.

It was he who personally extinguished the light in Si Chen's eyes.

After that, Si Chen left without saying a word, and disappeared before his eyes forever.

That's how they should be, the farther Si Chen goes, the better, and never comes back...

But why, he couldn't forget.

Si Chen's smile, Si Chen's voice, Si Chen's kiss, Si Chen's warmth, Lu Fuyu hated herself, and he couldn't forget everything about Si Chen.

Until one rainy night, Lu Fuyu woke up suddenly, and he understood why he couldn't forget it.

Compared with other people's strange eyesight, he was more afraid that Si Chen would no longer exist by his side, because he was the only person who was willing to give him warmth, but he lost it.

A month later, he resigned from the private school and found an empty house outside Siliang, with a large open space in front of the house.

He asked someone to search for a long time before he found the seeds of the campanula and planted a sea of ​​flowers.

Si Chen said that he must go to see the wind chimes that the master said, such a large sea of ​​flowers, maybe one day Si Chen will find someone who hears about it.

Then he can see Si Chen again, and say sorry to him, and, I like you.

But after waiting for a long time, the person he wanted to see didn't come back, and he was so anxious that he suffered from lovesickness, and he was entangled in lovesickness, which turned into illness.

On another rainy night, he had a dream that Si Chen decided to leave, and his soul left his body.

Until death, I didn't wait for the person I wanted to see.

Lu Fuyu's soul wandered around, wanting to see Si Chen had become an obsession, even if Wuchang came to find him and wanted to bring him back to the underworld, he tried his best to escape.

Finally one day he found it, and he watched Si Chen smiling at passers-by, just like when they first met.

Even with that kind of injury, Si Chen didn't change a single bit, but he, Lu Fuyu, became the unspeakable person in Si Chen's heart.

After seeing Si Chen, Lu Fuyu had no intention of meeting him, but hid in the jade pendant he gave Si Chen at his waist.

He knew that he could no longer ask Si Chen for forgiveness, and now he just wanted to silently protect this person, and only wanted to see this person live well.

What they missed can never be made up, and all he is doing now is filling his own heartache.

The story should have ended here. Song Qingming lowered his eyes, feeling a little sad by the story, waiting for the book to spit it out, but after waiting for a long while, there was no movement from the book.

A thick fog filled the air, and the figures of Si Chen and Lu Fuyu gradually disappeared. After a while, another person slowly walked out of the fog.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe with gold thread and a scarlet ghost mask on his face, looking very terrifying.

Song Qingming looked at the other party in surprise, not knowing who this person was.

Just as he was thinking, the man opened his mouth.

"Don't you know who I am? You shouldn't forget me."

Song Qingming looked at him suspiciously, not sure if the other party was talking to him, the man said again: "Come here, let me tell you who I am."

Song Qingming shook his head, he didn't want to go, but he walked involuntarily.

He subconsciously resisted approaching that person: "No...I don't want to..."

Song Qingming was desperately resisting, when a black chain brushed past his face and rushed straight to the person wearing the ghost mask.

The man dodged the chain, and Song Qingming felt that the power to control his feet had weakened. He turned around and started running with great effort. After running a few steps, he bumped into someone's arms.

There was a strong smell of blood on the man's body, but it was also mixed with a faint fragrance of coldness.

It was the person Song Qingming was familiar with.

"Xie Yu." He raised his head and saw Xie Yu with a tired face.

Xie Yu hugged him: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."

Even though he was so tired, he still smiled at him.

Song Qingming stared at Xie Yu like that in a daze. What was originally just a sprouting thought began to mature and bear fruit silently.

Xie Yu looked up at the masked person, there were countless chains around him, half of them blocked him from flying towards that person, and the other half led them out of the book under his feet.

After a while, there was a bright light, and the two returned to the Cheng family's mansion. Xie Yu held Song Qingming's waist, and stood in midair with only a chain on his feet.

The tome was still shining not far away, and part of Xie Yu's chains remained in the book, as if he was fighting with the person in the book.

Song Qingming turned to look at Xie Yu: "Who is he?"

Xie Yu's face was a little dignified, and he didn't answer for a long time.

Song Qingming was waiting for the answer when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure jumping up not far away, holding a long knife and slashing at Xie Yu quickly, and hurriedly shouted: "Xie Yu! Behind!"

Xie Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and the chains that were originally in the book were immediately retracted, quickly blocking the long knife behind him.

Although being blocked, Shen Lou still said with a smile: "Xie Yu, you are so leisurely, and you can still set up an array here to eliminate evil spirits, but you really don't pay attention to Xiaoye's world-wide net!"

Xie Yu turned his face slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Shen Lou, now is not the time to talk about this."

"Why not!" Shen Lou said harshly, "Today I will take you back to redeem your sins!"

As he said that, Shen Lou raised his knife again, and was about to attack Xie Yu, when he caught a glimpse of the tome floating in the air beside him, and was stunned: "The tome of black candle? Why is it here?"

As soon as Shen Lou's words fell, a figure flew out from the tome, it was the man wearing the mask of the evil spirit.

Shen Lou turned pale with shock: "Yin, Lord Yin Luo?!"