[Tomb Notes Restart] Drowning Light

Meteorite.

Wind and sun, frost, snow and rain, another year has passed in a blink of an eye.

The huge bronze jade is fading in a trend visible to the naked eye, and the stars are moving. As time goes by, the magnetic field in the meteorite is also disappearing.

In this world, nothing is eternal, no matter how powerful it is, it will be wiped away by time.

"Tsk, you're still waiting."

A slightly mocking voice came out, and the man holding the flowers came over.

"Oh naive, look, why is this person so cheap? He is the one who killed people, and he is the one who is pretending here. It's really disgusting. It's bad luck for those who see this dejected face in the New Year! Bah!"

The saliva flew to his feet, but Liu Sang ignored it and still sat there boiling water.

A simple wooden house was built under the meteorite, and he has lived here for many years.

At the beginning, he sent the girl into the meteorite with his own hands, thinking that by doing so, she would become the real Princess Loulan and stay in this world.

But he didn't expect that the girl never came back after she left.

Now, the meteorite has almost turned into dust, and the girl will never come back.

Fatty Wang was right, it was he... who killed Xiaolou with his own hands.

A tear fell down his cheek, and Liu Sang hugged his head in pain.

"I didn't mean to, I just... just wanted you to stay..."

"Small building... small building..."

"I'm really...really happy..."

"Don't be disgusting!"

Fatty Wang kicked him, half of his shoulder was numb.

"Are you worthy of Ti Xiaolou! You killed her! If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have died at all!"

"..."

Liu Sang was speechless. Compared with the physical pain, the despair in his heart caused him more pain.

He curled up on the ground, almost unable to breathe, his mind was full of the girl's frowns and smiles.

What did he do wrong again, he just liked her and wanted her to stay.

"Small building..."

"Small building... woo..."

"Xiaolou...I..."

"Sangsangzi?"

The girl's voice came out of nowhere, and he froze for a moment.

Is there an auditory hallucination?

"Liu Sang, Sangsang, wake up."

For a while, the world spun, and the blackened eyes regained their light.

Liu Sang raised his head in a trance, his hazy vision gradually became clear, and the familiar face of the girl came into his eyes.

"Small building?"

He couldn't believe it.

The girl sitting beside her smiled: "You still laugh at me pouring a glass, look at you, you only had a few drinks, and you're so drunk that I can't even recognize you."

"..."

It turns out that everything just now was just a nightmare?

Xiaolou didn't die, she came back from Yuyu.

Liu Sang couldn't bear to hold the girl's hand. After feeling the temperature in her hand, his frightened and restless heart completely settled down.

"Why are you crying?"

An Xiaolou approached Liu Sang in surprise.

Isn't it right, if she jokes a few words, he will cry?

"I do not have……"

Liu Sang didn't know that he was crying, so he raised his hand to wipe his face, and he was really crying.

Probably because the dream was too desperate and painful.

The scariest thing in this world is the death of a young girl.

"Hey hey hey! Who told you to pull my fleshy hands, you are not afraid of being hacked to death with a black gold ancient knife!"

Fatty Wang slapped Liu Sang's hand away, and his chubby body squeezed between him and An Xiaolou.

He reached out and hooked Liu Sang's neck, pulled his head in front of him, rubbed his hair into a mess, and said with a smile, "How dare you molesting someone's wife just because my Pingzi hasn't come back."

Fatty Wang is already drunk, and his tongue is a little bit loud when he speaks.

Liu Sang didn't want to argue with the drunk man, so he broke away from him and walked outside, thinking of calming down outside.

He sat on the porch in a daze, the night wind was a little chilly, and firecrackers sounded outside from time to time.

The moonlight tonight is beautiful, and the moon is also full on New Year’s Eve, like a valuable jade plate, hanging high in the sky.

In the past, he spent the Chinese New Year every year by himself. There was no New Year's Eve dinner, no gatherings with relatives and friends, and he either took out or instant noodles.

This year……

It's very different.

He celebrated the New Year in Wushanju, and had New Year's Eve dinner with many people, including the girl he liked.

He knew that An Xiaolou and Zhang Qiling were together, but he still liked her.

Likes do not have to have a response.

"Why are you sitting here alone?"

Someone tapped her shoulder lightly, and there was another person beside her.

The girl held a plate of crispy meat, "Do you want to eat?"

Liu Sang shook his head: "Go ahead and eat."

The girl tilted her head to look at him: "Are you unhappy?"

Her hair fell down and caught his fingers.

Liu Sang's heart was beating wildly again, he swallowed the saliva in his mouth, then straightened the girl's head, pretending to smile relaxedly: "It's New Year's Eve, who will be unhappy, I'm drunk too much Sansan, that fat man, caught me drinking alone."

An Xiaolou doesn't know how to drink, and she basically pours it out of a glass. Everyone knows that, so she is not allowed to drink.

Who dares, if he is drunk, when Zhang Dashen comes back, he will not be slashed with a black gold ancient knife.

"Here, the New Year's money for you."

A stack of red envelopes printed with big festive flowers was stuffed into his hand.

Liu Sang looked at it, "Give me all these?"

The girl bit a piece of crispy meat and nodded.

Liu Sang was surprised: "Why are there so many?"

He counted, exactly thirty, and he will be 30 years old after the Chinese New Year.

How can... not be uncomfortable.

Obviously don't like him, and won't be with him.

To do this for him.

"I do not want."

He suppressed the depression in his heart and stuffed the red envelope back into the girl's hand.

In order to conceal her real emotions and pretend to be upset, she snorted, "You're the only one who gave me red envelopes. You're so old, and you're not a real elder."

"You don't want any money, are you stupid?" An Xiaolou glared at Liu Sang, "Are you sure you're not drunk?"

Just as Liu Sang was about to reply, there was a "cracking" sound, and it was almost twelve o'clock, and the fireworks outside began to be set off one after another.

It was banned in previous years, but this year the ban was lifted.

It has been banned for many years, and it was finally possible to set it off. Suddenly, the whole Hangzhou was surrounded by loud noises.

At this time, no matter how close they were, they couldn't hear clearly, and the girl next to her directly raised her hand to cover her ears.

She looked up at the sky, colorful fireworks blooming in her eyes, and her slender eyelashes fluttered from time to time.

Liu Sang fixedly looked at her, he didn't want to hide his love at this moment, he said softly: "An Xiaolou, I like you."

His thoughts, his feelings, under the sky full of fireworks, finally had a chance to speak out.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the smile on her face was brighter than the fireworks in the sky. She stood up and ran forward.

The late returning young man stood under the pomegranate tree, and he opened his arms to catch the girl who was rushing over.

Zhang Qiling is back.

The girl raised her head and smiled at him, opening and closing her small mouth to say something, and the young man lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

The pond is full of fiery red pomegranate flowers, and it also reflects the lovers embracing each other sweetly.

"..."

Liu Sang was still sitting there.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the light that could never belong to him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the pile of red envelopes left by the girl. After thinking about it, he finally picked it up and stuck it to his chest.

He wrapped his hands around his body, and the red envelope was held in his arms, as if...he hugged a girl.

In this way, it can be considered complete...

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The author has something to say:

After such a long time, I finally wrote the episode about mourning son~

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