"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

As time passed, the laughing crowd gradually dispersed, and the atmosphere gradually quieted down. There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, which was the last trace of fireworks after they existed in this world.

The cold that had been driven away by the bustle swept in silently again. A wind blowing from nowhere, raised a lock of Yun Chu's black hair and gently brushed it against Mo Chi's face. He held his hair in the palm of his hand, and then carefully tidied it up.

There are only two or three vendors left on both sides of the street. After making a fortune during the festival, everyone has a happy and satisfied smile on their faces. Go home and tell your family about today's harvest.

In the distance, muffled shouts could be heard faintly. Mo Chi turned his head and looked at the people beside him: "Want to eat candied haws?"

Yunchu also heard the cries of the peddler, and his mind flashed the image of the other party standing in front of him holding a bunch of candied haws and looking at him with a bright smile, Yunchu nodded.

Mo Chi slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly to the person, "Wait here for me", then turned and left. Before leaving, he raised his eyes slightly to look at Yun Chu who was quietly watching him standing behind Yun Chu. Lu Ziyan, who didn't glance at her, had deep and quiet eyes, hiding the turbulent waves in her eyes.

Lu Ziyan bit her lip tightly, looked at him, nodded slowly, her eyes were scarlet.

Mo Chi looked at her, the corners of his lips curled up, and finally he strode away without looking back, stepping on the lighted lantern above his head and the cold air all over the ground.

Yun Chu turned around, watching his figure gradually go away, then become blurred, and finally merged with the night, the curvature of his lips faded little by little, and finally, there was no smile at all.

Behind him was the sound of running water, and Yun Chu turned around, looking at the sparkling water, his eyes were calm and calm.

"Master..." The cold wind in the middle of the night mercilessly rolled up the pure white clothes of the man by the river, Lu Ziyan looked at Yun Chu who had been motionless since Mo Chi left, and suppressed her choked voice: "It's late, Let's go back."

"He asked me to wait for him here." Yun Chu's voice was clear and cold, without any emotion, but it made Lu Ziyan's heart ache.

"Master, he..." The little girl opened her mouth, tears running down her face.

Yun Chu didn't look back at him, but slowly raised his hand to touch his chest. There, the note he had cut from Mo Yanlan's hand that he had kept there all along had disappeared.

Blinking his eyes slowly, Yun Chu remembered the extremely lingering kiss under the fireworks, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he pulled out a curve that was uglier than crying.

"Liar..." The trembling voice sounded softly, and was blown away by the wind in an instant.

A long time passed, and when Lu Ziyan, who was standing behind him, felt that the last trace of warmth from her body was about to be taken away by the cold, Yun Chu moved her body slightly.

Lu Ziyan watched him turn around and walked towards the blue arch bridge beside him, and hurriedly raised his heels to follow him two steps behind him, not far or close.

Walking along the direction of the river, after half a stick of incense, Lu Ziyan saw a bunch of lanterns wet by the river, crowded together in groups, unable to leave an underground river with the current.

She looked at the man in front of her, tapped his toes, and finally landed lightly on a stone protruding from the middle of the river.

His eyes slid inch by inch over the pair of water-soaked lanterns, and his lips were tightly pressed.

That girl Lu Ziyan must have been fooled by someone, the lanterns here obviously look the same, the two of them are not the most special, profiteers, if they meet in the future, this deity will definitely kill him.

Kneeling down and ignoring the shoes and clothes wet by the river, Yun Chu stretched out his hand and fished out all the lanterns one by one, and then carefully identified them with the faint light.

Lu Ziyan understood what the other party was doing. She looked at the crumbling man squatting in the middle of the river, and kept raising her hand to wipe away her tears. She wanted to tell someone to come up quickly. The river is cold in early winter. If you get sick, you will feel sorry for him Yes, she still wants to call the leader to find the son back, but she can't say it, and she can't say it. What the man said in his ear before going down the mountain still rings in her ears. The little girl hopes that she can be more powerful, so , she can help the young master and the leader, instead of being here, she can't do anything...

After being soaked by the river water, the ink-colored handwriting faintly appeared in front of his eyes. Yun Chu suffocated for breath, and in the next moment, he stretched out his hand almost in a panic and carefully, and fished it out. Even if the two lanterns were hit by water, Wet, still close together.

Yun Chu gently hugged them into his arms, and then returned to the shore.

Lu Ziyan looked at him with red eyes, Yun Chu didn't seem to notice, just looked around, and when he saw a lantern still lit under the eaves of a house, he walked over, and the water behind him dripped all the way along the road.

Regardless of the accumulated dust on the steps, Yun Chu sat down directly, carefully placing the lantern in his arms on his lap.

The lantern was already deformed after being soaked in water, Yunchu held it in the palm of his hand and moved closer to the lantern, and carefully looked at the line of writing on it that could no longer be seen, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"I hope my Yunchu will be happy and safe for the rest of his life."

The blurred handwriting was finally seen clearly, Yun Chu's eyes became hot, and tears welled up without warning.Big drops of tears fell on the wet paper, blurring the already blurred handwriting even more. He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off, but he could only tear a hole in the already dying paper.

"Woo..." Looking at the hideous rift, Yun Chu felt that a rift had been torn open in his heart. It was so deep that it was so painful that he couldn't even cry.

Lu Ziyan stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at the crying man holding the lantern, her eyes were red, her hands were clenched into fists, and her manicured and round nails were deeply sunken into her palms.

When I was six years old, I saw Yunchu for the first time, that masked boy who was clear and cold, with a cold aura.This was the first time in so many years that she saw the other party's tears, so sad and helpless, like an abandoned child who couldn't find a home.

The other lantern was lying alone on Yunchu's lap. The writing on it was completely blurred, and I couldn't see what was written anymore, but the person who wrote it remembered it very clearly. It was a line of poetry written A poem for that person:

May I be like a star, like a moon, night and night.