magnificent soul

A song sung by Lu Fang is called "Friends Don't Cry".

The lyrics in it once wrote: "Look at the colorful world, it turned out to be like a dream. Some people cry, some laugh, some lose, some grow old...isn't it the same at the end?"

This sentence expresses the final destiny of mankind. No matter what kind of person they are, they will eventually sleep under the coffin and be buried on the loess.

This kind of truth has been known for a long time, in the 20 years of death, he should have seen through life and death.

However, he was wrong, too wrong.

Because he doesn't care about those people, he can feel nothing at all.

However, when Du Yusheng's soul appeared in front of his eyes and smiled brightly at him, his heart was full of bitterness and pain.

He raised the crescent-shaped sickle, he was supposed to chop it off, but he hesitated...

That night was the happiest and also the most painful night for Yiyupo.

After watching A Symphony of Lights in Tsim Sha Tsui, both of them were reluctant to go back to the hospital so soon, because once they got there, their "lovers' game" would be over.

They wandered the streets without holding hands, just walking in tandem.

Because of the intimate behavior just now, both of them were a little overwhelmed, not knowing how to talk to each other normally.

With a bitter smile, he felt like a middle school student in love, feeling overwhelmed and nervous in front of his lover.

And Du Yusheng looked at the tall figure in front of him, feeling lonely and sweet in his heart.Like a needle, stabbed in the heart.Like honey, rippling in the mouth.

In a word, he wanted to look back at the other party, but he didn't dare to look back.He hesitated in his heart, his usual calmness and coldness no longer existed, only the agitation in his heart remained, entangled in every inch of his nerves.

They were walking, and suddenly felt the other party's aura go away, and suddenly looked back, the other party disappeared, and his heart was disturbed.

Among the crowd coming and going, he looked left and right in a panic, his originally cold face showed panic and fear.

There were many figures, shadowy, but not the person he was looking for.

Suddenly, in the sea of ​​people, he saw the other party smiling at him and running towards him with small steps, his heart throbbed.

He squeezed through the crowd with all his strength, regardless of the many gazes, quickly wrapped the person in his arms, buried his head next to his neck, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you walk away?"

Du Yusheng laughed softly, and said softly: "There were too many people just now, and they all got separated."

Yiyupo looked up, wanted to say something, but saw a cake shop across the road through Du Yusheng's back, suddenly remembered that today is the other party's birthday, but forgot to buy him a cake.

He hurriedly took the other party's hand and walked there without saying a word.

Du Yusheng was confused by him, and he didn't know what happened until they walked into the cake shop, looked at Yiyupo and frowned, thinking about which cake to buy.

Du Yusheng watched in a daze as the broken cake box was put in his hand, and then the other party reached out and touched his head, and said "Happy Birthday" in a low voice.

Seeing Yiyupo's loving and gentle expression towards Du Yusheng, the store clerk couldn't help laughing and said, "Your brother really loves you!"

Du Yusheng was stunned for a moment, blinked a few times, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and said loudly, "He's not my brother, he's my boyfriend."

Hearing this, the clerk was stunned.

Du Yusheng took the opportunity to leave the shop with a quick step.

Yi Yu Po looked at his blushing face, desperately walking forward, and thought it was very funny, and asked in a low voice, "Where do you want to eat cake?"

Du Yusheng stopped, looked back, and asked softly, "Can I go to the beach?"

Looking at the expectant eyes, Yiyupo gave a shallow smile, and asked softly, "Where are you going? The sea breeze is strong, and you can easily catch cold."

"I... want to see the real sea."

Du Yusheng's eyes were full of anticipation, but also pleading.

Without thinking, he blurted out: "Okay, let's go now."

The waves of the night roll up endless waves one after another.

Even in the dark, it is still a charming scenery.

The sea breeze, with the smell of sea water, floats between the tip of the nose, bringing a little bit of coldness.

Du Yusheng looked at the vast sea and lamented the wonder of nature.

He lowered his head, bent over to pick up the shells on the beach, walked to the side of the sea, carefully washed off the fine sand, and looked at the exquisite shells, feeling a burst of joy in his heart.

A sentence came to his mind, looking for a lover is like picking shells, not looking for the biggest and most beautiful one.Instead, find your favorite.

Du Yusheng raised his head and looked at the black figure not far ahead, who was clumsily inserting candles for his cake, and a feeling of warmth surged in his heart.

Even if this person doesn't love him, he is willing to accompany him through such a day, he is satisfied, yes, he is very satisfied...he must tell himself that.

Actually, no.He knew it in his heart.

He is not as strong as he imagined, when encountering Yi Yu Po, he wishes he could live longer and stay by his side longer, longer.

Du Yusheng touched the place on his chest. The tattoo there was a clear proof of his love. He wanted to engrave this feeling of love in his heart, in his bones, until the moment he closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a piercing pain surged in his heart, as if his heart was tightly grasped by something, which made him panting endlessly, with difficulty in breathing, and the pain spread to all limbs.

Sweat poured out, soaking his skin and clothes.

He reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest, squatted down slowly, and raised his eyes to look at the man in front with difficulty.

His vision gradually blurred with his fingertips, and he really wanted to take another look, even just one look, to firmly remember the right appearance.

He saw the other party looking up at him, showing a terrified expression, and ran over here quickly.

Du Yusheng looked at the figure of the other party who was getting closer and closer, but his sight became increasingly blurred, leaving only a vague silhouette.

In the dimness, he felt that someone was hugging him hard. He really wanted to tell his partner not to be sad for him, but he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he couldn't hear what the other party was saying clearly.

Yiyupo hugged the body in his arms tightly, and hurriedly called the other party's name, but no matter what he called, the other party also closed his eyes tightly, without any response.

He felt that this body was gradually getting colder, and the other person's face was also pale, and the corners of his mouth turned purple.

He tightened his grip on the right hand, shook the body a few times, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the watch on his hand, which showed twelve o'clock.

One word broke his chest, his chest was stuffy, and his eyes were red. It turned out that everything was still no match for the arrangement of the book of life and death!Their one-year relationship is like a dream, which is short-lived and fleeting.

It's time, the dream should wake up...

He leaned close to Du Yusheng's ear and whispered again: "Happy birthday."

The hoarse voice contained a hint of crying, revealing his emotions slightly.

He looked at the icy corpse with a slight ray of light, which was only seen by the god of death, and it was also a sign that the soul was about to leave the body.

The time had come, the time...to carry out his duties and tasks.

A crescent-shaped sickle appeared in his hand out of thin air, and he instantly returned to his gray eyes and silver hair over his shoulders.

The human attire on his body no longer exists, replaced by a huge black robe, covering his face, leaving only his slightly exposed chin.

This has nothing to do with his will, everything is related to the automatic activation of the mana on his body.For this is his duty, and where there is death, there is his presence.

The hem of the black robe lifted up by the sea was rolling like waves. On the silent seaside, there were only the sound of the hem flying and the sea water gushing.

Watching the nearly transparent soul slowly emerge from the corpse, and the face that was talking to him just now, he was puzzled for a moment, as if this person was still alive in front of his eyes.

Through the black hat that covered his sight, he stared at the looming soul with piercing eyes.

Du Yusheng could no longer speak at this time, he quietly stared at the man in front of him.

Then, he looked down at a corpse that looked exactly like himself.

Seeing the dead body being held in Yi Yu Po's arms, a smile appeared on his brow. .

He raised his head and smiled brightly at Yiyupo, like the smile of a ray of sunshine, illuminating the night.

A word broke my heart, and the scythe that was slowly raised, hesitated at this moment...

In the world, what fear is better than killing the most important person in your heart?

The bonuses on the other side of the underworld are unusually red, like candlelight flickering, swaying gently, bright and dazzling.

Every time I come back, I can't help but take a few more glances. "Flowers and leaves don't meet each other", the flower of hell, expresses endless lovesickness.

He always felt that the meaning of this was very poignant, but he also hoped that one day he could see the grand scene of flowers and leaves coexisting, even if it was tiny, he still longed for it.

"Congratulations! Just a word."

A male voice sounded next to his ear, and he didn't turn his head back. He also knew who the other party was, so he just walked forward contentedly, turning a blind eye to the shout.

He walked through the sea of ​​red flowers, and the corner of his clothes was dyed with a little red petals.

"Hey! When you meet an old friend, you should say hello anyway! We haven't seen each other for 15 years!"

The other party chased after him unwillingly, and said with a hey smile.

I thought, since that incident, they haven't seen each other for a long time.Moreover, their positions were not the same, so it has been so long since they separated.

He followed Yiyupo all the way through the red and fiery flowers, chattering and saying: "I heard that you have performed very well in the past few years, and Pluto plans to promote you. I heard that you are still a judge! It's really impressive." envious."

Can, who was dressed like himself, walked up to him, blocking his way, frowning slightly in displeasure.

"Refused."

He said coldly, walking around the other side quickly.On the barren ground, he left his shallow and deep footprints.

"What? You refused? Are you stupid? This is a position that many people want!"

Can continue to catch up, raised his voice.

"It's not rare." Yiyu glanced at him with broken gray eyes, and said coldly.

He quickly walked across the Naihe Bridge in the Underworld, saw Granny Meng nodded in greeting, and continued walking until he came to the cabinet where his work log was placed, before he stopped.

This sandalwood cabinet made of tens of thousands of years old trees contains all kinds of books of life and death, and death gods like him handle death lists according to the books of life and death.

He opened the cabinet, put back the book of life and death that had completed the list in his arms, and then took out a new book of life and death, opened a few pages, took a quick look, and put it in his arms.

"Hey! Broken!"

Suddenly, a cry came from behind him, he paused with a single word, turned his head abruptly, and gave Can a fierce stare.

Can was startled by the cold eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "It's been so long, do you still think about that child?"

Although it was a tentative word, it was indeed affirmative.

If you don't care, how can you react so much when you hear that nostalgic title?

Remnant secretly thought in his heart.

In the past few years, he has also heard about the great achievements of Yiyu, which is simply unmatched by anyone.

Every year, a large number of death lists are processed, and it is still completed beautifully.

It is completely different from the previous performance of only completing the most basic business.Everyone thought that this indifferent "War Ghost" had somehow been stimulated and suddenly became so eager for quick success.

However, when he completed the tasks assigned by his superiors, his superiors wanted to promote him because of his outstanding performance, but he refused every time.

If it's not for fame, then why are you working so hard?

People in the underworld are puzzled.

Only Can knew that Yiyupo did this not for himself or for anything, but just to find that child.

With one word, he wanted to find the trace of that child among the thousands of people.

He can't guess wrong, even though the child died in Yiyupo's hands back then, he also stayed in Yiyupo's heart.

At that time, Yiyupo was standing on top of the tallest building in the city, holding the bottle containing the child's soul in his hand. He would never forget that expression and that look in his eyes.

"One word, you won't find him. It's been 15 years. Except that there are more dead souls under your command, you won't find the child at all." Can said quietly, with a faint voice.

Yi Yu Po turned his back to him, didn't make a sound, but clenched his fists tightly.

"Even if you find it, so what? You are still gods of death and humans, and this will not change." Can continued to raise his voice.

For a long time, he thought that he would say nothing, and was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, he heard the other party whisper: "I won't let go this time."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without saying a word, leaving Tuliu Can standing where he was, with a complicated expression on his face.

Above the blue sky, a black figure floated slowly, with gray eyes looking down from a high altitude, quickly inspecting all the movements on the ground.

He revealed the book of heaven and earth from his arms, lowered his head to read it carefully, and identified that the target person was nearby. Occasionally, he lost his mind and almost fell from mid-air.

He hurriedly stabilized his body, hurriedly put the book of heaven and earth in his arms, and sighed softly, although it was inaudible, it fully revealed his inner emotions.

Yi Yu Po felt that his mind was a little messed up, a little confused.

He clearly knew that Can's words were not unreasonable, but he wanted to deny his words emotionally.

Since that year, he couldn't forget that sunny smile and the warmth in his heart.

In the past, before he met that child, he also saw many undead on the Wangchuan River who refused to drink the water of Wangqing, desperately wanting to hold on to that only memory.

At that time, he didn't understand how precious a short memory was.What's more, the world of mortals is like smoke, everything is like a dream, why bother to be persistent?

In fact, when the child swallowed his last breath in his arms and died under his sickle, he knew the depth of love and how to write the word "sorrow".

His obsession grew crazily from that moment, wrapping him around his neck like vines, making him unable to breathe.

He wondered if he would be able to find the child.

In other words, even if you find it, you may not be able to recognize the other person. After all, not every reincarnated person can maintain the appearance of the previous life.

However, there is still a small longing in his heart, hoping to see each other again.

The sentence "I won't let go this time" said to Can is absolutely true.

If so, meet again.

He didn't know how to keep that person by his side, but if he could meet again, he would tell his true heart, even if the other party didn't accept it.

As long as there is the possibility of meeting, there is the possibility of falling in love.

Thinking in his heart, his gray pupils scanned the crowd on the ground, the sea of ​​people densely packed like ants, thinking, will there be someone standing in it that he once put in his heart?

Even if it takes thousands of years, he will find that person.

He flew to a certain street in the air, then stopped, looked left and right, found the target person recorded in the book of heaven and earth, then flew forward, floating in the mid-air on the road.

The target person this time is a middle-aged bald man who will be killed by a car in 30 seconds. He looked down at the watch in his hand. He wanted to ensure that the other party died at the correct death time and recovered the other party's body. soul.

The red light on the road was still flashing, but the middle-aged man suddenly rushed out of the road, trying to disobey the traffic rules and cross the zebra crossing on the busy road.

Unexpectedly, a truck rushed straight over, and the whole person was instantly sucked into the bottom of the car, and died tragically.

The traffic on the road was congested and chaotic for a while, and the blood was spread on the zebra crossing, which was shocking.

People were bathed in panic and shouted non-stop.

With a single word, he quickly raised the sickle, waved it, and subdued the soul that had just emerged, put it into a transparent bottle, and put it in his arms. The whole movement was done in one go, and practice makes perfect.

He turned to leave, his eyes wandering casually, a habit he'd had since fifteen years ago.

Trying to be able to see that ray of sunshine in the vast crowd.

He sighed softly, thinking about his stupidity.

Unexpectedly, at one end of the zebra crossing stood a boy on a bicycle, staring blankly at the traffic accident in front of him.

He was wearing a hat, earphones, fluorescent green sports clothes and comfortable shorts, and the original snow-white sneakers under his feet were lightened to bright red blood.

I'm afraid I was terrified!

With a word, his eyes fell on the other party, and he thought to himself.

Suddenly, the other party raised his head, and what caught his eyes was a pair of watery eyes and a mole of tears under the corners of the eyes.

Everything is so familiar, deeply yearning for the soul.

A word breaks the heart and throbs for a while, staring at the young man on the ground intently.

Thousands of huge waves surged in my heart, surging waves, unable to breathe.

I just hope it's a reality, not an illusion.

You can't go wrong!It's him!It's him!

Eyes are the window to the soul, although the appearance of the other party has changed, but those watery eyes and tear mole are still the same as before.In addition, through the eyes, one can see the essence of its soul without any change, and it is beautiful and pure from the heart.

The young man looked at the black figure in the mid-air. The black robe fluttered in the wind, covering the other's face, but only the chin was slightly exposed, making it difficult to peek into his face.

The young man rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and took a closer look. The black shadow was still floating in the air and hadn't disappeared.

He was a little dazed, wondering if he saw a ghost in broad daylight?

But why, as long as I look at that black shadow, there is a vague feeling of deja vu?

Moreover, although the other party covered his face, leaving only his slightly exposed chin, he felt that the other party seemed to be smiling slightly at him?

The young man looked up at the figure with shock and doubt, and wondered in his heart, who is he?

At this moment, Yi Yu Po Ye stared at the young man in a daze, unwilling to look away.

Everything is as it was at first sight.

The difference was that the corners of the lips hidden under the cover of the black robe raised an arc.

The four eyes in the air meet, and the gears of fate spin again.

(End of the article)

☆, Extra Story: The Fallen Shadow

I am a god of death, an existence that human beings fear, a black shadow that only exists for death...

However, I was not born to survive to slaughter human beings. Once, for a long, long time, I was also a weak life of flesh and blood.

When I close my eyes, occasionally, incomplete and incomplete memories will float in front of my eyes intermittently. It seems to be watching a movie, but I, who used to be the person involved, watched all the shots like a bystander

At that time, I was the son of heaven. Whether it was from childhood to adulthood or when I was working in the society, there was no word "lose" in my dictionary. It was a word that was out of reach. I was like a certain victory. The world is invincible, young and promising, and men and women around are flocking to her.

I choose a partner just like choosing clothes and luxury cars, just to set off my identity, I only choose the right family, and the so-called "friends" are just people who occasionally cooperate on work and share common interests.

My life is like a mathematical formula, accurate and correct, standard and rigid, in my heart, besides work, it is still work.And my parents were like that, so it never occurred to me that there was anything wrong with that.

Maybe, God is jealous of talents! When I lost everything overnight and was betrayed by a so-called "friend", not only was my fiancée taken away, but also my family went bankrupt, and I fell from the clouds to the bottom of my life.

At that moment, I realized that I was just a "human being", a very ordinary person, and faced with such a situation, I had no power to recover.

At that time, there was a faint smile on my lips. In the silent night, the driver, the blue sports car of Porsche, was galloping in the wind. In the dense front, I can't see the way ahead

He raised his head, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and poured strong wine. The wine overflowed from his lips, ran across his face, and flowed down his throat, like tears, rolling down his heart... just like a poem by Li Bai, "Wine When you are sad, you will be more sad."

I'm not a person who has emotional ups and downs. The first emotion I tasted in my life was the word "sorrow". The depressed chest made me feel very uncomfortable.

I really can't afford to lose... As soon as the placenta in my hand turned, the vehicle rushed across the highway on the mountain, turned a corner, and flew out of the mountainside...

It was pitch black in front of me, and I felt pain all over my body, as if my bones were splitting apart, and it was difficult to move my body. I heard some small and broken voices in my ears, but I couldn't hear what those people were saying...

Later, I became the god of death who executes the list in the book of life and death.

I stood on the Naihe Bridge, looking down at the Wangchuan River. The calm mirror-like water reflected a head of silver shoulder-length hair and a pair of gray eyes like stagnant water without a trace of waves.This strange appearance is doomed to my punishment of suicide.

All life in the world is worth cherishing. I don't know how to cherish the human body of the spirit of all things, so I want to be the messenger who seduces the soul of death.However, I have nothing to complain about. Compared with other people who committed suicide, they were either thrown into the reincarnation of animals, or became ghosts and wild ghosts, or were burned by the fire of hell... God has treated me well.

The years pass by with a snap of the fingers, without leaving a trace.Unknowingly, I have been the god of death for more than 20 years, and I am used to seeing life and death in the world, and the ugly face of people's hearts.The originally indifferent heart gradually became more numb.

Until, one day, the judge said to me: "Zhan Gui, I have a difficult file in my hand, and I need your help to deal with it." Then he handed me a file.

I didn't even look at it, so I nodded and took over the task.Anyway, it doesn't matter what task, as long as it is done well.Originally, I was just a working machine. Apart from work, I really didn’t know what else I could do. Even if I became the Grim Reaper, I still only had this purpose of existence.Huh... so ironic.

However, what did the judge seem to say just now, saying that this time the object is a very unlucky child, and that he wants me to secretly protect him?Better stay close?It's like something that never happened.

However, even if I was full of doubts, I would not say a word. Anyway, I can follow the orders of my boss, and talking is very troublesome.

In this way, I met the child who smiled like a sun by chance...

Since the other party did not have the breath of death surrounding him, I went back to the underworld and asked my boss, but the other party replied calmly: "That is the owner of the purest soul in the world."

I heard that this kind of soul is rare to be seen in thousands of years, and the holder will not look terrible and desperate in the face of death like ordinary human beings, but will always maintain a heart of truth, kindness and beauty.

oh?I was secretly surprised in my heart, besides being ugly, there are such pure people?However, as long as I remember the child I followed in the sky, the child can give all his possessions to a poor man and walk home without a car fare.This kind of "kindness" is indeed not possessed by ordinary souls.

Then, as I got along with that child day by day, I found myself...

As the sun sets, the gorgeous red clouds dye the whole sky red, full of poetic beauty.

The gentle wind blew by, and I stood on the tallest building in the city, holding the crescent-shaped sickle in my hand, under the calm eyes, my heart was churning, heart-piercing bitterness.

Endless emptiness, emptiness, and self-blame haunt the mind.

That's right, I once tasted how to write the word "sorrow" in human beings, but after becoming the god of death, I realized the indelible affection.Even, after losing that ray of sunshine, experience what is called heart-piercing pain.

I threw a transparent glass bottle from my arms, stared down, and looked carefully, trying to see through this cloud of white mist, to see the bright smiles, as bright as the morning sun, enough to melt anything warm smile.

"As us, such an existence, there is no need to mourn for human beings." I heard Can standing behind, saying so coolly.

I understand what he said, but I just can't help the sadness in my heart.When he thought of cutting off the sickle to the other party with his own hands, self-blame, guilt and remorse surged in his heart.

He knew clearly that even if he did it again, he would still choose to "kill" that child so that the child could be successfully reincarnated as an adult.However, I still couldn't stop thinking in my heart.

Moreover, the thought of never seeing the child again left a void in my heart.The strength in my hand deepened, and I held that transparent bottle tightly.

What did I do after that?He didn't even know what he had done.Consciously or unintentionally, I always think of that smile, those watery eyes, and the feeling of kissing the corners of those eyes...

It wasn't until one time that I needed to go back to the ancient time and space and recover the soul of an emperor, that I had a glimmer of longing for the future.

I floated in the resplendent palace, and came to the emperor's bedroom. The candlelight was flickering, and there were only two figures in the huge room.

A beautiful and picturesque young man tightly grasped the person lying on the bed, with hands like dry branches, lowered his eyes and whispered, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I promise you, after you die, I will never go with you again." The young man muttered to himself, even though the person on the bed had swallowed his last breath, he still refused to let go.

I saw the soul emerge from the emaciated body on the bed, the soul reflected the true nature, and the man's haggard face due to the disease returned to its former heroic appearance.

I saw the man look down at the young man affectionately, and then calmly said to me, "Do it!"

I glanced at the young man lying on the bed crying bitterly, and without hesitation raised my sickle and chopped down the emperor's soul...

Then, when I took him to the Naihe Bridge in the Underworld, Granny Meng handed him a cup of water for forgetting love, asking the emperor on earth to forget the past, and everything is like a passing cloud, and sorrow, joy, and love cannot be brought into the next world the road of reincarnation.

Unexpectedly, the emperor was determined not to drink, and even refused to enter the path of reincarnation.It's puzzling that she doesn't want to be reincarnated even though she will be destined to enjoy all the glory and wealth in her next life.This matter finally alarmed the queen of the underworld. She looked at the records in the life and death book and thought about it, and finally wrote a letter to the heavenly realm, which was forgiven by the heavenly court for a while.

Granted, the emperor waited for the young lovers in the world and allowed them to meet in the underworld after death.

After that, I went back to the underworld whenever I was free. Every time I went back to the underworld, I would see the emperor standing in front of the water mirror that peered into the world, thinking about his lover in the world through a thin mirror.

In the mirror, the beautiful young man had a sad face, looking like a walking dead.Wearing thin clothes, standing on the river, looking up into the distance, seems to be thinking about something.

I heard the emperor sigh softly and whispered: "Aman, I was wrong, I shouldn't leave you alone in this world suffering from lovesickness."

That "Aman" seemed to be his lover's name.

Soon afterwards, the emperor's lover in the world was sentenced to be beheaded because he was framed by an adulterer.I happen to be the person in charge of this file again, so I traveled through time and space again out of curiosity, and came to the midair of the execution ground, watching the picturesque young man face the sharp sword without fear, It is admirable.

All I could see was a touching smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he gently closed his eyes with a relieved expression.

With one stab, the head rolled off the ground, and a life was ended.

After I recovered that young man's soul, I took it to the underworld.After reporting to Pluto, he completed his task.But out of selfishness, I stayed and waited for the development of things.

Pluto announced that because of the infatuation of the emperor, the heavens gave special grace, and prepared for the two to keep the memories of the past and present.However, based on the fact that they were a famous generation of emperors and generals in ancient times, they had a wide range of connections, so the relevant characters will also be reincarnated with memories.

With an order, the two people who had been separated met in a hurry on the road of reincarnation, their eyes met, they were silent, and the deep affection in their eyes remained unchanged.

The moment they were pushed into the path of reincarnation, the young man said: "Your Majesty, Ah Man will definitely return to your side!"

And the emperor smiled slightly and said: "When we meet again, we will never be separated."

Then, later on, consciously or unconsciously, I paid attention to the reincarnation of the pair of lovers in every life. God's will, every time they passed by each other, they couldn't find each other.However, the two remained unswerving until death. After recovering their memories in each life, they tried their best to find the other half of their lives, which is moving.

I couldn't help being moved by it, and secretly opened the book of heaven and earth to predict their future. (This book records everything in the world, including things that can predict the future. However, I have never dared to predict whether I will meet that child or not, because I am afraid of the final answer, which I do not want to see.)

According to the book, more than 500 years later, they will meet again in a shooting incident in the modern world.

I smiled slightly, a mortal has the courage to wait and find the other half of life, but I have eternal life, why can't I look for that ray of sunshine?

The haze in my heart was swept away, and the sky was clear.

I made up my mind to find that person on the earth. When I meet again, I will definitely tell the other person what I have never said in my heart...

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Editor's note: For the story of Han Zigao (Aman) and Chen Xi, please see "A Hundred Years of Love"