Grave Robbers' Chronicles: I Wish to Follow the Moon into Your Arms

In the black and white night, I want to see the moon.

I saw that the moon was very full and the moonlight was gentle.

Just like me back then, my heart was filled with satisfaction and only thought of you.

But there is only one moon in the sky, and there is only one you in the world.

The moon is still the cold moon

The person I love is still the same person, but he has forgotten me

There is a bright moon in the sky, which can be seen but not touched;

There is also a moon in my heart, but I can only remember it but not get it.

—Jiangnan Moon

2004, Fengyueju, Hangzhou.

The next time I saw Wu Erbai was in Fengyueju, the elegant teahouse he opened deep in the alley.

Recalling the days when a few of them sat in the courtyard and drank tea and chatted, she said that she wanted to open a small teahouse somewhere with beautiful mountains and rivers in the future!

The name comes from a sentence she accidentally said: White tea is pure and happy, I am waiting for the wind and you. If the wine is broken and the willows are separated now, there is no wind, no moon, and no you!

Now, the person she loves so much is nowhere to be found or is with someone!

The speaker had no intention at the time, but the listener took it to heart.

Those words were not meant for him to hear, but who knew that he had listened to them and taken them to heart, and that he was a person who seemed insignificant to her.

The teahouse business has always been good, but the person who is waiting may never see the person of his or her heart appear in his or her lifetime.

When Jiang Nanyue stepped into the teahouse, he happened to see Wu Erbai leisurely brewing tea and listening to music under the osmanthus tree.

She was a little timid and called out softly: "Wu Erbai, I'm back!"

Wu Erbai raised his head slowly, his eyes calm. His face showed traces of time, but he did not look old.

Instead, it adds some mature charm, and his eyes seem to have autumn leaves flashing with fragmented light...

He doesn't look like the ghost that is feared by both the black and white worlds, but rather looks like a handsome scholar from Jiangnan.

Elegant and gentle.

He was wearing a three-piece grey suit and a folding fan. His words and actions revealed a scholarly elegance that made people feel in awe.

Wu Erbai: "You finally are willing to see me." His tone is much sharper and colder than that of the young man.

Jiang Nanyue teased Wu Erbai: "It seems that Master Wu Er doesn't welcome me, then that's my fault. I came to see you while Aunt Jie was taking a nap."

Wu Erbai tapped the edge of the table with his folding fan and pointed:

“Come and sit down, how dare I be angry with you.

Unfortunately, the young lady is going to disappear again.

I couldn't find you anywhere! You went home without even notifying me to come home and have a simple meal together."

After saying that, he poured a cup of tea and placed it next to her, and put a handkerchief under it to prevent burns.

"How would I know you were in Hangzhou? I thought you were there to take care of something. Aunt Jie didn't even say you were there!"

Jiang Nanyue's fingers were slightly bent, with one hand resting on her chin.

He leaned back in the chair, looking a little lazy.

Erjing hurriedly asked people to serve a lot of cakes, fruits and snacks, fearing that this old lady would leave if she disagreed with him.

The second master will be sulking for a while, and the people around him will suffer.

Wu Erbai cut a piece of Longjing Gorgon Fruit Cake for her with a smile: "Try it, I still like the taste."

She ate a piece slowly with tea: "Second Master's things are not bad."

Wu Erbai smiled with satisfaction: "It's been a long time since we last met. Are you coming back?"

Jiang Nanyue silently touched the lines on the bracelet: "I probably have to go somewhere with Wu Xie for now, we'll talk about it later."

Wu Erbai opened his folding fan and fanned himself a few times, trying to calm his sudden anger:

"Since you haven't appeared for many years, why bother to join in now? You're fooling around with that useless guy Wu Sanxing."

Jiang Nanyue kept her chin supported by her hand, with a slightly unhappy expression on her face.

"Second Master, you and I both know this. We have already joined the game, so how can we stay out of it?

The three generations of the Nine Gates are clearly players in the game, and no one can stay out of it.

You can't, and neither can I.

The show still has to go on..."

She picked up a small pickled plum and took a bite; it was sour and astringent.

Wu Erbai, who was always paying attention to her movements, sighed silently, picked up the handkerchief and raised it to her lips:

"If it's sour, spit it out. Don't eat it. I'll prepare something sweeter for you next time."

She spit into his handkerchief and took two sips of tea to hide her discomfort.

The two of them spent the whole afternoon under the osmanthus tree, drinking tea and eating snacks!

It was not until Erjing led Wuxie in that the voice was heard before they arrived.

"Second uncle, third uncle ran away again..."

The day Wu Xie met Jiang Nan Yue, he went to the teahouse to ask his second uncle for some financial support so that he could go find his third uncle who had disappeared again.

He ran in excitedly, only to see his second uncle, who was so aloof, serious, and cold, and who would kill people without mercy, chatting and laughing with a girl who was as pretty as frost and snow, and they were drinking tea and eating snacks opposite each other.

When Wu Xie saw Jiang Nanyue, he was really a little horrified and curious. It had been a while since the last time he paid his respects in Guangxi, and he hadn't said much before.

Many years later, he still remembered that Jiang Nanyue was wearing a moon-white cheongsam with a khaki woolen coat on the outside, with only two pink half-opened lotus flowers and a dark-black lotus pod painted on her slender waist.

Her hair was tied up with a bamboo basket and she had a pair of distant and indifferent eyes that did not match her age, like snow plums under the moonlight.

It exudes a cold and lonely beauty, not listening to worldly affairs or the wind and moon...

She raised her eyes and looked at the person coming!

Wuxie thought of two very appropriate verses:

"The light yellow body is soft, the feelings are far away and only the fragrance remains"

"Why light green or deep red, it is the best among flowers"

Wu Erbai was a little unhappy that his little fool, who was almost lame because of being fooled by the third brother, had disturbed the rare good time for the two of them to meet:

"You are in your twenties, but you are not mature or steady at all. Come here and call me auntie."

Wuxie looked at the woman who seemed younger than him and felt that he really couldn't call her "Auntie", and pouted with an uneasy look on his face.

Jiang Nanyue: "Okay, don't embarrass our little Tianzhen. I can't give birth to such a handsome nephew."

Wu Xie blushed slightly when he heard this, and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"She's going with you this time, so you have to protect her. If anything happens, you and your uncle's legs will be broken."

Wu Erbai's ruthless expression made Wu Xie so depressed that he was speechless!

Jiang Nanyue stroked the fallen flowers in her hand with an indifferent look on her face:

“We don’t know who will protect whom by then.”

Jiangnan Yue stood up slowly, holding a jade-bone sandalwood fan in her bare hands, and she only wore a silver bracelet on her snow-white wrist.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You two can chat now, uncle and nephew."

Wu Xie watched the beauty leave the teahouse, and before he could come to his senses, he was hit twice by his uncle's folding fan.

"Uncle, is she my aunt? I want to go home and tell grandma."

Wuxie looked curious and gossipy, and took a piece of dessert and stuffed it into his mouth.

“Second Aunt, you are really good at talking! What are you doing here today…” Wu Erbai raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

"Hey, Second Uncle. Third Uncle has run away without telling me again. I'm going to catch him back. Can you give me some money for the trip?"

Wuxie poured a cup of tea for Wu Erbai with a flattering look on his face!

Wu Erbai regained his usual cold expression, took the tea and blew on it. He put down the cup without drinking it.

"It's not impossible. Please help your uncle take care of her on the way. You can pay for anything she needs. Don't let some shady people with bad eyes to provoke her. The money will be transferred to your card later."

After that, Erjing asked the curious baby Wuxie, who still wanted to ask questions, to leave the teahouse. . .

Wu Erbai looked at the half plum in the handkerchief, put it in his mouth and found that it was just the right sweetness.

It was her favorite taste in the past, and he prepared it every day.

I thought that one day I would be able to enjoy a satisfying taste when I come back, but unfortunately, my preferences seemed to have changed when I came back.

Wu Erbai felt mixed emotions for a moment...