The Song of Chen Qingling will never end

The night market on the side of the canal is more bustling than the daytime, and when there are many people, there is no waiting for the ghosts to appear. The lanterns are hung high, the big ships on the canal drop anchor, and there are many lotus lanterns flowing on the river. Wei Wuxian Doubtful: "What holiday is today?"

"Of course, today is Qixi Festival."

Wei WuXian was fascinated by the lotus lantern, and suddenly heard a familiar voice in the pavilion, turned around and asked in surprise, "Jin Ling? Why are you here too?"

The children all crowded into the pavilion, most of them stood far away from Wangxian, Wei Wuxian smiled helplessly: "Hanguang-jun, look, these children are so afraid of you now, they won't dare to come to Yunshen next year I don’t know where to study, oh, let me tell you, if there is no accident, Lan Zhan will be your lecturer next year.”

"It's really Hanguang-jun!"

"Ah, it's over, I will definitely be punished to death."

"I want to go back and beg my father, is it okay if I don't come to study next year?"

Lan Wangji glanced at the juniors, and the chattering juniors hurriedly bowed and said goodbye, Wei Wuxian waved at Jin Ling and said, "Jin Ling, give me two of the river lanterns."

Jin Ling hurriedly protected the He Deng in his arms and said, "Go and buy it yourself." After finishing speaking, he ran away, not giving Wei Wuxian any chance.

Wei Wuxian pouted in displeasure, Lan Wangji pressed his hand and said, "I'll go buy it." Taking advantage of the darkness, Wei Wuxian quickly kissed the back of his hand, "Well, I'll wait for you."

After Lan Wangji left, Wei Wuxian pulled out Chen Qing and wanted to play a song. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a lotus lantern slowly drifting towards him. Name, Shen Xi.

The lotus lantern stopped in front of Wei Wuxian's eyes, two green eyes floated on the water, blinking innocently, Wei Wuxian knocked on the fence, "Do you know where he is?"

The spirit is a gray-and-white lynx. It showed its figure and swam along the river for a certain distance. Looking back to see if Wei Wuxian had followed, Wei Wuxian hesitated a little, and he promised Lan Wangji to wait for him. Wei Wuxian tied the black cloth tied to his wrists to the fence, and followed the bobcat along the river to the shallows near Yu's house.

The nature of most animals is kind, and they will repay their kindness. Its old nest is on the back hill of the house. It was formed by the spiritual energy of the jade in Shen Xi's hands. It is grateful and pitiful for Shen Xi's death. One day, on that mountain, I saw Shen Xi wandering around in the woods. I was surprised to get closer and found that he was already a lost soul. He was holding the half jade that he had refused to let go when he died. The obsession refused to leave, it absorbed Shen Xi's remaining consciousness and searched for two years and finally found Yang Zhao, but Shen Xi couldn't see it, or he couldn't see any living beings, his consciousness was trapped in the He died on the mountain, so it couldn't tell him where Yang Zhao was, until he found those immortal monks outside the courtyard of Yu's house, and accidentally got a bell from a little prince, and thought it must be the immortal gate The magic weapon finally recalled Shen Xi's consciousness. After waiting for five years, it finally came and finally allowed Shen Xi to get what he wanted.

Bobcat took the river lamp in its mouth and went up to the shallows to shake off its fur. After confirming that Wei Wuxian followed, he walked a short distance to Yu's house. Wei Wuxian thought it would enter the courtyard, but he turned around and walked along. Go to the back of the house by the wall.

The river lights are all drifting here, and the scenes behind the houses are illuminated by these little lights. A bamboo forest is planted under the blue bricks and white tiles, and the stones surround this bamboo forest, which is neither redundant nor barren. A gravel road was built leading to the river, and the water flowed down, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Wei Wuxian also noticed a person standing by the river, and before he could ask, the person sternly said, "Who?!"

The water-blue spiritual power immediately approached Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian didn't move, the attack swept past him and brought a gust of wind, that's all, it didn't intend to hurt him, Wei Wuxian took the river lantern from Shanmao's mouth and said: " Is this river lantern from your brother?"

"That's...how could it be in your hands?"

Wei Wuxian lit the candles in the lotus lantern, and in the dim light he saw the man's face clearly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and upright, "Yang Zhao?"

Yang Zhao frowned slightly and said, "You know me?"

Wei Wuxian tapped the name on the river lantern and said, "I've seen this man before, he told me about it."

Yang Zhao asked in surprise: "Is it Ziqian? Have you seen him?! Where is he? How is he? Could you please tell me where he is?"

"You've been waiting here for him?"

"Today is my birthday. Every year on my birthday, I will wait for him here. He said he would come."

"Have you looked for him?"

"nature!"

Wei Wuxian was silent for a while, looked in the direction of the main entrance of the house, and sighed, "He has been wandering around the door of this house all this time, if you go to the door now, you can see him."

Hearing the words, Yang Zhao stumbled over there as if struck by a thunderbolt, stumbling a few times, "Ziqian! Ziqian!"

When Wei Wuxian followed up, after waiting for five years, Yang Zhao finally met Shen Xi. Seeing this, he left silently, letting the two reunited after a long absence express their heartfelt satisfaction.

The two stood and laughed, their eyes were red, and they didn't say anything for a long time. Yang Zhao wanted to hug him, but his hands passed through Shen Xi's transparent body, "Ziqian..."

With tears streaming down his face, Shen Xi smiled and said, "Azhao."

Yang Zhao couldn't hug him any longer and didn't let go, he always wanted to touch his transparent body, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you want to say sorry to me? I kept you waiting for so long, you..." Shen Xi has a lot to say and many questions to ask, but he doesn't have much time, "Azhao...no need Wait any longer..."

"Ziqian, won't you come with me?"

Shen Xi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't leave with you this time."

Yang Zhao had already thought of the worst outcome, "Will we meet again?"

Shen Xi held his face in both hands and said, "Yes, so you have to take good care of yourself and find someone..."

Yang Zhao immediately interrupted him, "There is no more, and there will be no more. There will never be such a good person as Ziqian in this world."

"Azhao, I don't want to..."

Shen Xi knew how painful waiting was, and because he knew it, he was reluctant to part with it. It was lucky for him to forget the past and go to the truth during that chaotic time, but he missed Yang Zhao so much, and he was always brooding over that residual memory, and his longing was even more obvious. pain.

Yang Zhao smiled at him gently and said, "I can't keep you, at least I must keep the memories about you."

Shen Xi felt that his body was gradually disappearing, and his voice was very low. If it wasn't for the silence and no one in the place, Yang Zhao would hardly be able to hear his voice. He panicked: "Ziqian... Wait for me, okay?"

Shen Xi stroked his face and choked up, "Okay, I'll wait for you, this time I'll wait for you, and when you find me on the Naihe Bridge a hundred years later, you can use Mengpo soup instead for the cup of wine you owe?"

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

The scholar he met outside Yunyao Town has since disappeared from his eyes. Yang Zhaojing was silent for a long time before picking up the jade on the ground and putting it in his arms. From now on, he has no one to wait for. The heart ached uncontrollably, the tears that Shen Xi didn't want to see just now flowed out of his eyes violently, and the pain suppressed for a long time in his throat lingered in the silent night for a long time.