The bright moon sits on the ground

The last stick of incense also burned to ashes.

Qin Rongchong was sitting on the couch, looking at the jade pendant in his hand, his fingers were tightly clenched, and the bones were turning white. He took out his handkerchief and wiped away the tears on his cheeks.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

His voice was slightly hoarse, with a deep sense of tiredness entangled in his nostrils, and trembling with the sound of every word.

Not long ago,? He heard Xu Fengzi say that Gu Huazhi had left the Suifeng faction, and now he was living a life full of children and grandchildren.

Tan Rongchong thought very selfishly at that time, I don't know who it is, who can walk side by side with the Taoist priest who helps the canal, and can get all his love in a luxurious way? Pull him from the silent cloud into the secular world, let him He is willing to be stained with the world of mortals.

Now he knows.

No one else,? It was always just him.

Tan Rongchong thought again, "Actually, if it is true what Xu Fengzi said, Gu Huazhi left Suifeng and chose to enter the world, to love the person he wants to love, to do what he wants to do, and to fade away his brilliance,? Becoming the most ordinary one among all living beings... For him, this is the most suitable ending, and it is also the false dream that Tan Rongchong really wants to believe now.

Gu Huazhi wanted to die at the best age, bathed in light, and swallow his last breath on the pillow mat covered with clusters of flowers.

However, he died in the room where the candlelight was extinguished, and the bitterness of the soup seemed to soak into his bone marrow. When he died, he closed his eyes.

He should hate it, hate the bed under him, wasting all his remaining time, and become cold again after his death.

Tan Rongchong pressed his chest, almost fiercely, and creased a wrinkle at the skirt, but he couldn't suppress the pain.

Like that day decades ago, since then, Gu Huazhi has taken root in his dreams every night.

"No matter what." He looked at Nie Qiu in front of him, and said with difficulty, "No matter what, I still want to thank you and that soul. If it wasn't for you, I might not know about Gu Hua until I die. what happened to him.”

The Yin Huo was removed, and from Nie Qiu's point of view, the raw ghost in a bright red costume pushed back those thin and dense silk threads. Also relive the pain again.

Nie Qiu brewed a cup of tea for Qin Rongchong. Although it was completely cold, Qin Rongchong still gave him a grateful glance, put the teacup to his lips, raised his head, and drank the herbal tea in the cup, as if he wanted to drink it down. What unbearable melancholy.

All things are over, all secrets have been exposed, but is this really the case?

One question remained unanswered from beginning to end.

He paused for a moment, and sat beside Tan Rongchong. After his emotions stabilized, he asked, "Mr. Tan, I'm curious. What happened to that girl Jiang Sheng who was friends with the Bu family? What happened to you in the future?" Have you heard rumors about her?"

Qin Rongchong must be in a bad mood now, and his thoughts are also chaotic, and he hasn't come out of the memory yet.

But Nie Qiu had to ask, because Tan Rongchong was here and Shenggui was here, and this was the most appropriate time.

Nie Qiu's sudden question was like thunder on the ground, drawing the attention of everyone in the room to him.

"Jiang Sheng?" Tan Rongchong said this name that seemed very far away to him, pinched the center of his brows, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and did not ask why Nie Qiu was curious about her, "It's strange, I'm so interested in her The impression is already blurred."

"I remember her singing very well, I remember her wearing a bright red wedding dress, I remember the swaying of her hair, I remember... I remember that on the night of her wedding, she drew her sword and killed herself. I heard that the blood spattered After a while, the scene was very miserable, after the old man entered the bridal chamber, he was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and asked people to go in to clean up the mess, and the matter of getting married was put on hold, and there was no further talk."

Nie Qiu quietly looked at the living ghost on the side. It stood there with its hands down, its expression almost indifferent, its eyes numb. After sensing Nie Qiu's gaze, it raised its eyes, their gaze collided for a moment, and then separated and scattered away.

"I thought you would take away all your memories." He slowed down his voice and called, "Jiang Sheng." "I also have things that I don't want to forget." Sheng Gui's eyes were dim, and his bright red lips slightly moved , as if wanting to laugh, but failed to do so, on the contrary, he looked like he was about to cry. He tidied up all the silk threads properly, and responded softly, "However, what Mr. Tan is saying now is not what I want. Revisited memories, they are too cold, too bitter, I don't need these memories."

"Jiang Sheng?" Tan Hongchong murmured, turned his head, and the moment he realized that Nie Qiu's eyes were not on him, he understood that Nie Qiu was not talking to him, but Nie Qiu was talking to him The invisible soul, the soul named "Jiang Sheng" talks.

He suddenly understood the condition that the soul put forward at the beginning, why it wanted to take away part of its own memory.

Why does it say that what it wants to take away is the irrelevant part.

Why does it say that conversations between them are few and far between.

Why did his impression of Jiang Sheng gradually become blurred.

Because that is Jiang Sheng's soul.

Tan Hongchong said the name several times. He could no longer remember Jiang Sheng's appearance. He only remembered that she was on the stage, walking in small steps, with her sleeves rolled up and her arms raised. The sound of the bowl.

"It's not insignificant." He followed Nie Qiu's line of sight, looked at the invisible soul, and said seriously, "Jiang Sheng, to this day, I still remember your appearance on the stage, I still remember your singing every song."

Jiang Sheng laughed suddenly, a cold and gentle wind blew by, she took out the only incense ash left in the incense burner, covered her body with ashes, faintly formed a strange pattern, like the family crest of the Bu family, empty The texture composed of consumption and the word "step".

"It's useless for Mr. Tan to say these nice things to me now." Jiang Sheng bowed gracefully, and Qin Rongchong saw a deep wound on her drooping neck. The flesh inside had already festered. She was still wearing her wedding dress Happy clothes, wearing Bu Yao, which has never been taken off, and maybe it will not be able to take off, "Times have changed, the sea has changed, I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be this scene."

Her voice is still tactful, with a bit of drama, and the ending is soft.

Tan Rongchong looked at Jiang Sheng's face that hadn't changed for decades, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Those vague memories gradually became clear. He remembered Jiang Sheng, and remembered that she was a timid little girl. When she stepped onto the stage, wearing pink ink and wearing a phoenix, she became the imperial concubine, young lady, and white snake in the opera. As if she had come to life, there was a spirit in her eyebrows and eyes, her demeanor was dignified, her words and deeds were bold but not loose, after stepping off the stage, she turned back to that taciturn Jiang Sheng.

Maybe after turning into a soul, Jiang Sheng experienced things that none of them could have imagined.

However, Jiang Sheng's gentle expression and the faint smile on his lips reminded Tan Rongchong of another person.

There are limits to advancing and retreating, unhurried, unhurried, generous, and always gentle, as if he would never get angry.

He finally knew where that strange feeling came from. The person in front of him was obviously Jiang Sheng, but it made him feel like Bu Lingqing.

Soon, Tan Rongchong remembered that the spirit in front of him, Jiang Sheng, was driven by the Bu family.

I'm afraid she wasn't driven by Nie Qiu, but made a contract with Bu Lingqing to always be by Nie Qiu's side after the Bu family was destroyed.

Jiang Sheng's eyes were very calm and calm, and he looked at Qin Rongchong, so he could easily see the emotion in her eyes.

It is said that the long river of time will wash away all the good and bad memories, but the fish that slip through the net will be left behind, struggling in the shallows, trying to go upstream, but will soon be shot back to the shore by the raging tide, and will be scalded. The scorching sun burned into bloody coke.

Tan Rongchong could see familiar emotions in her eyes, and he could see himself who was still imprisoned in her eyes.

As if blessed to his heart, he suddenly saw through all Jiang Sheng's thoughts.

She is just struggling in the memories, but she will never be able to get rid of the sentient beings in the past.

"Jiang Sheng." Tan Rongchong put his hands on his knees, staring deeply at Jiang Sheng, like that day decades ago, the afternoon when he stepped into the pear garden, he smiled and talked to her calmly, "Today What play is it going to be?"

"Young Master Tan, today we are going to sing "Mu Guiying in Command". The three cannons outside the gate are like thunder."

"Who do you sing for?"

"Sing it for the world to hear."

Tan Rongchong didn't answer this sentence, but just looked at Jiang Sheng, his eyes seemed to ask her, is that really the case?

So Jiang Sheng covered his lips, Danfeng's eyes slightly raised, and looked sideways at the Patriarch of the Tan family who could see people's hearts, shook his head and smiled, seemingly helpless and regretful, and said: "If you don't sing for the world, It's just for one person to listen to."

"Sing it to yourself in the play?"

"Mr. Qin has always guessed very accurately." Jiang Sheng stretched out a finger, made a gesture of silence, and then pointed at the jade pendant in Qin Rongchong's hand. The jade pendant with the lotus title in the chi tiger was dyed by the temperature of his palm, and she could Seeing the light warm color on it, it is orange, almost like fireworks, the soul can only see it, but can't feel it, "I'm sorry about Gu Huazhi."

"You may not know." She said, "He came to Liyuan the night before he left Xiayan City."

"At that time, it was ready to withdraw from the channel. Xiaosi waved his hand and said that it was over. Please come and listen to him next time."

Jiang Sheng recalled, "I hid behind the beams and pillars to look at him, and happened to meet my gaze, and he nodded slightly at me, saying, it doesn't matter if you don't listen, and he gave some broken silver, and asked Xiaosi to prepare food... …The house was empty, and Gu Hua was the only one left. When I helped to pack my things, I couldn't help but look at him a few more times, wanting to know what he was doing when he came to Liyuan, not to listen to the opera. "

"But Gu Huazhi's eyes didn't linger on anyone too much. His expression was very indifferent. He just watched us on the stage busy and busy, but he didn't seem to be looking at us, but more like watching us. Those few flickering candles." She said, "In the end, all the things were put away, except for one lamp, and Xiaosi stood there in embarrassment for a long time before cautiously opening his mouth to persuade him to go back."

"He was very talkative, got up and left. Only then did we realize that he hadn't touched the plate full of food."

Jiang Sheng turned her head, her long hair slid from behind her ears to her temples, and she brushed it away again, "I didn't understand at that time, and I just met Gu Huazhi by chance, so I thought that all the glitz in his eyes was nothing more than the past, It's not worth mentioning. Until today, when I saw the soul left on the jade pendant, I suddenly realized that he is not a fairy who doesn't care about the world of mortals at all."

She didn't intend to mention the past, so she never said the name "Jiang Sheng" in front of Nie Qiu, and she didn't mention a word about the past between her and Bu Lingqing. She only said that they were best friends during life and after death, so she Only then will he do his best for the Bu family and refuse to be reincarnated.

The past, Jiang Sheng sighed in his heart, some people desperately want to remember, some desperately want to forget.

"Young Master Tan." She called Tan Rongchong back from his contemplation, brought him back to reality, and fell into the smoky Lingyan Lake.

Jiang Sheng took out the incense ashes that had been packed in advance, and after the three sticks of incense were burned out, the completely different aromas mixed together to form such a dull and heavy smell, which lingered in her palm like a handful of finely crushed ashes, lightly almost weightless.

"He has been reincarnated, and there is only a trace of memory left. If Young Master Tan's obsession with him cannot be dispelled, I may give it a try and let him meet you in a dream." Jiang Sheng put the incense ash in front of Tan Rongchong's eyes, and said, "However, you need to be clear about one thing. What you see is not the real Gu Huazhi, but the memory he left in your mind, the Gu Huazhi in your heart."

He hopes that what stays in your heart is the glamorous, breezy, ever calm Gu Huazhi.

Now, Jiang Sheng threw out an invitation to Qin Rongchong, asking him, would you like to take a look, the appearance he wants you to remember, would you like to take a look, he tried every means to conceal, and waited for a long time spanning life and death, in the end What left you?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-21?00：00：00～2021-01-27?00：00：00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: dong solstice? 1 piece;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Sulu Zhizhi; 4 bottles of Zhewan;

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