Zhaohua's love

It is New Year's Eve again.

The bustling street market is decorated with lights and festoons, and the night is as bright as day.The small stalls on the side of the road are hung with lanterns everywhere, colorful and beautiful.

Ding Yuehua was walking on the street with Zhanlu in his hand, when he heard a peddler shouting in his ear: "Miss, do you want to come and guess a lantern riddle?"

Ding Yuehua turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a young man in blue shirt holding a lantern in his hand, with a smile on his brow.

"Brother Zhan!" Ding Yuehua ran towards him overjoyed, but found that he was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Brother Zhan, wait for me, Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan..."

"Miss, miss, wake up."

"Ah!" Ding Yuehua woke up from the bed.

"Xiaolan? So it was a dream." Ding Yuehua smiled wryly.

"Miss, are you okay, you're sweating a lot." Xiaolan asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, don't say anything, don't worry your mother and brothers." Ding Yuehua said.

Nearly half a month after returning home, her health improved a lot, but she had nightmares every day.She didn't want to worry her family, so she kept silent.But the sadness in my heart has never diminished.

The person in my heart in the dream, I can no longer see him.

"Xiaolan, what day is it today?" Ding Yuehua asked casually.

"It's Yuan Xi, Miss." Xiaolan replied.

New Year's Eve.Ding Yuehua froze for a moment.

On the night of last year's New Year's Eve, she met Zhan Zhao, but this year's New Year's Eve is already divided between yin and yang.

On this day last year, she secretly laughed at herself in the Huahai Lantern House and recited the poem "Last year on the night of the Yuan Dynasty, the flower market lights were like day, the moon was on the willow branches, and people made appointments after dusk", but she did not expect that the words would become a prophecy. Now it is "this year's Yuan night, the moon and the lights are still there, and I don't see people from last year, and tears are full of spring shirt sleeves."

The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze.It turned out that the verses I secretly recited in those days had already foreshadowed the ending.

Li Yuanrui, who had been in a coma for many days at a farmhouse in a small village on the border between Song and Xia, gently opened his eyes.

"You're awake." It was Zhan Zhao who pushed the door and entered.Holding a pottery bowl in his hand.

"Where is this?" Li Yuanrui struggled to sit up.

"This is Qiuhe Village on the border between Song and Xia. You have been in a coma for almost half a month, and we can only stay here temporarily." Zhan Zhao stepped forward to support her, and handed her the medicine bowl.

"Thank you." Li Yuanrui took the bowl. "Aren't we afraid that Li Yuanhao will come after us if we stay here? Aren't you going back? Aren't we afraid that Miss Ding will be worried?"

"He doesn't have the heart to chase you now. You don't have to worry. As for me, I can't leave you here alone. I have to wait for you to wake up." Zhan Zhao explained.

"It's worthy of being a Southern Xia." Li Yuanrui sighed.

Zhan Zhao smiled when he heard the words, but didn't answer.

"Can you go somewhere with me? After you've been there, you can leave."

The cold wind brought bursts of yellow sand, which hurt my face.But the green grass dotted in the distance has already indicated the message of spring.

Zhan Zhao rode his horse and followed Li Yuanrui to stop in front of a tombstone.The gray tombstone has been half buried by the wind and sand.

Li Yuanrui jumped off his horse and knelt down in front of the tombstone, gently wiping off the sand on the tombstone.

"The tomb of her late husband Zhuang Yufeng?" Zhan Zhao recognized the writing on the tablet.

"After you and Bai Yutang sent me to Jinzhou, I brought Brother Feng back here. I think he must not want to be buried in Xixia, so I buried him here." Li Yuanrui explained.

"You..." Zhan Zhao didn't know what to say, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Thank you for bringing me out of the royal court. You could have left by yourself. Thank you for accompanying me here so that I can see him again." Li Yuanrui turned his back to Zhan Zhao and stroked the tombstone.

Before Zhan Zhao could speak, he heard the sound of silk shattering.

Zhan Zhao was shocked, he saw Li Yuanrui had already collapsed in front of the tomb, he went to help him, but saw the satisfied and hopeful smile on her face.

"I can see him now." Li Yuanrui said weakly.Blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Zhan Zhao, go back quickly, I understand, don't let this kind of pain, Miss Ding, it's also like this, pain..."

It was as if a song for the soul came from the distant sky, beating Li Yuanrui's heart.

Brother Feng, I know you are waiting for me and calling for me.I will come.sorry.

"Xiao Li, I can't be with you. You are a noble from Xixia, and I am from Song Dynasty."

"So what? My father will not know your identity."

"I'm sorry. After all, you and I have different positions and different choices. You know me, just as I know you, and you will never stand by and watch a war that is about to break out."

"Okay, I'll let you go, let you go."

"Xiaoli, if there is an afterlife, I hope we are just ordinary people."

Brother Feng, you and I have made an agreement. If we can't stay together in life, we must share the same acupuncture point in death. You wait for me.

Lian Lian, we made an agreement for a hundred years, the one who died at the age of 97, and waited for three years on the bridge of Naihe.

The distant song for the soul, accompanied by Li Yuanrui's blood and love, is buried deep in the long yellow sand.They can finally stay together.

Zhan Zhao stood silently in front of the stele for a long time, and finally, he resolutely left without looking back.