Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Beside the Naihe Bridge, the long queue moved forward slowly and orderly.

Standing in the middle of the team, Shen Yin accidentally saw the man in the black robe standing at the end of the bridge. His eyes were calm and peaceful, and he looked at every soul passing by him expressionlessly.

Shen Yin kept staring at that person, and as the distance between the two got closer, he also felt his chest beating faster and faster...

Until he stood in front of that person, the two looked at each other, but there was no movement in the person's eyes, as if he was just a stranger.

"Zhong Jia, serve me the soup." ' said the girl in red next to the man.

The man nodded, filled a bowl of soup from the bronze vessel, and handed it to the god Yin who was closest to him: "This is yours." '

Shen Yin shook his fist, took the bowl of soup, and finished it in one gulp.Return the empty bowl to the person: 'Thank you. '

'You're welcome. '

The girl in red looked at him and then at the man before saying, "Go, the time has come." '

Shen Yin's throat rolled, and finally he only said two words: "Goodbye." '

The man nodded, still lowered his head to serve the soup, and handed it to the dead soul behind.

Shen Yin followed the team slowly forward, knowing that he could never turn back.He pressed his chest—why...it hurts so much? ...

He remembered Dijun's words: "Once he wakes up, he will lose his memory, but you will have to endure the pain of reincarnation... Anyway, reincarnation is also an experience. As long as you can forget him and this relationship, you will pass this calamity." It's...'

Forget about him... is it possible...

Step by step, Shen Yin felt as if something had been stripped from her body - from the end of the bridge to the end of the bridge, her mind went blank...

Maybe... I can really forget...

However... the scenes are changing one by one, he no longer knows how many times he has been back and forth in the underground palace, every time he sees that black figure, all the past events will come back - but how long we get along, no matter how many lives we experience I still can't forget...

Dijun, I'm afraid of this catastrophe, I won't be able to make it through...

In that life, it was that person who unexpectedly came to pick up his soul.

The man walked in front, and he followed behind, walking forward step by step, looking at his thin back, the original memory was overturned - several times, he wanted to step forward to hold the man's hand, hug him He was in his arms, wanting to...

'My lord impermanence. ' Finally, he spoke.

The man stopped and looked back at him: 'What's the matter? '

'My lord, before entering the underground palace,' he looked at the man, with greed hidden in his eyes--'Can you grant me a wish? '

The man frowned: 'What wish? '

He hooked the corners of his lips: "Can my lord condescend to play a game of chess with me?" '

He didn't answer directly: "It's just a little selfishness of mine, I hope you will fulfill it." '

"But your time..." The man hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, just one set." '

Even after staying in the icy underground palace for so long, he is still as before.

The man waved his sleeves, and a stone table, two stone benches, and a chessboard appeared in the wilderness tomb.

The two sat opposite each other, each holding a chess piece.

It seems like a thousand years ago, on the Taishan Mountain, between the cloud peaks, the two talked with each other away from the world.

A game of chess didn't last long, but he wished that the game would go on forever, however, it would eventually come to an end.

After entering the underground palace, they were about to separate. He was going to be tried by the judge. When he entered the gate of the judge, he looked back and saw the man standing there looking at him thoughtfully...

During the trial, King Qin Guang asked him: "Shen Yin, Emperor Dongyue asked me to ask you, do you have any regrets now?" '

He shook his head and replied, "No regrets." '

King Qin Guang shook his head and issued a token: "Take him to the tenth hall." '

'Yes. '

On the way to the tenth temple, he saw the man again, this time he was with a boy in white clothes, he recognized the boy as another impermanence, they were talking, saw him and the secret agent who escorted him, The man came forward—

'Do you want to go to the Nie Jingtai or the Tenth Hall? '

All dead souls with double merits and demerits are sent from the first hall to King Qin Guang to the tenth hall to distinguish between good and evil, and their grades are approved, and then they are reincarnated. Seeing that the heart of living is good or bad, he went to the second hall to be sent to prison and suffer.

'My lord, I'm going to the tenth hall. '

'I'll take him. '

'My lord, don't bother you...'

The man glanced at the two fawning servants lightly, and said, "I'll take him there." '

Those two servants had no objection anymore, they hurriedly stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

At the gate of the tenth hall, before handing him over to the official there, the man suddenly asked: "Who are you...?" '

'I'm just a dead soul waiting to be judged and reincarnated. '

"No, you... you seem to be different from other people..." the man frowned.

He looked at the man: 'What's the difference?Do you...remember? '

'Remember... what? '

'You... think about it carefully. ’ He sighed: ‘If only you could remember…’

'...'

……

There is a white mist in front of me, and I don't know where it leads.

I don’t know if you remember it... But I have already remembered it... Is it because I am dead and going to reincarnation...

"Chen Ziran! Chen Ziran! Where are you? Chen Ziran!"

Such a familiar voice...

He turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

He opened his mouth, not knowing which name to call out for a while, but finally said: "Qing Huan."

"Chen Ziran, you are here." Qing Huan ran over, looking at him with joy in her eyes: "I finally found you."

"Are you... looking for me?"

Qing Huan nodded: "M said that he could find you through dreams... I didn't expect it to be true... By the way, you can see me... right?"

"Hmm." How could this face recognize a mistake?No matter how much time has passed...

"Sure enough, the dream is still different." Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief: "Chen Ziran, where have you been?"

"I... was kidnapped by my second uncle and uncle."

"Then where are you now, do you know?"

He shook his head: "I was blindfolded and didn't know where I was."

Qing Huan took out a paper crane from her pocket and handed it to him: "You take this. Don't lose it."

"what is this?"

"In the dream, I can't determine your location, but you hold this, and when you wake up from the dream, the paper crane can help me find where you are." Qing Huan confirmed again and again: "Remember, please don't mess with it. leave."

"Okay." Looking at Qing Huan's nervous and worried expression, he felt something in his heart—happiness, luck, and sadness...and loss...

"I don't have much time, just find you, I'll go first." Qing Huan pursed her lips and said, "Chen Ziran, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you."

His jaw tightened: "...OK."

"Goodbye."

Seeing Qing Huan turn around to leave, the fiery emotion in his heart finally couldn't help rushing out, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Qing Huan's arm, pulled him back, and wrapped him in his arms. When he realized it, he lowered his head and held his lips...

He has been waiting for this kiss for a long time...a long time...

No matter in the previous life, or in a long, long time ago, he was always too late to say those three words to him: I love you.