Conscientiously making soy sauce

The spring breeze is ten miles, the pink willows are green, and the water in spring is as soft as green silk.

The warm sunshine makes the scenery brighter. There is a small river next to it, and the small wooden boat is swaying across the water. The peach blossom and pear blossoms by the river drop some petals and float on the water from time to time.

Two men were walking on the streets of Jiangnan Town, one was tall and handsome, the other was very good-looking, with a faint smile on his face that made people approachable.Both of them were so good that they attracted a lot of attention.

"The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is really beautiful." Even if Zhuang Yuan has been here many times, he can still find different scenery every time.As long as he has time in spring, he will put down his work, find a small town, book a special homestay to spend a few days lazily, eat some special snacks, and is very self-motivated.

"By the way, Teacher Wan, you have no classes or business during this time?" After graduation, Zhuang Yuan opened a book bar, where he can read books and drink coffee, because the decoration is fresh, the books are tasteful, and the coffee and desserts are carefully prepared. In the production, I also got an Internet celebrity, and the business is usually very good. Zhuang Yuan hired a few employees, and he would go around when he was free.

Wan Qian thinks that as long as Zhuang Yuan feels good, then everything is good.However, he couldn't bear the young man leaving him for too long, he would fidget if he didn't see him for a whole day, fearing that something would happen, he would go to the book bar to wait after class, or pick up Zhuang Yuan directly from get off work.

Therefore, knowing that Zhuang Yuan was coming to this town, he pushed everything in his hand and followed directly.Only by seeing him by my side and seeing him healthy can I feel at ease.

"You know, I just study Fengshui and attend classes. Fengshui doesn't mean that people come to my door every day, but for classes, you just need to find a substitute teacher." Wan Qian shrugged, "It doesn't matter if I'm here or not."

"If you come out alone, I don't worry." Wan Qian continued, "I hope you don't care about my nervousness."

Zhuang Yuan smiled and didn't say much.Although the relationship between the two is relatively close now, and they have lived together until now, they are still not in a relationship above AUO. Zhuang Yuan expressed his satisfaction with this state.He is also used to always having someone by his side, used to someone coming to help or make trouble when the kitchen is busy, used to sitting on the sofa at night with someone to watch documentaries with him, used to reading in the study, occasionally asking a question or two The question, and the person on the opposite side will always explain it to him in detail with a smile.

I am also used to going out to play, and there are always people to accompany me to watch the scenery along the road and taste various snacks together.It feels really good to not be alone anymore and always have someone by my side.

Zhuang Yuan has gotten used to it, and Wan Qian sees everything in his eyes, and he is more and more happy.

He knows that young people are cold-tempered and shallow, and he wants to use this world where young people temporarily lose their memory to infiltrate his own existence bit by bit, so that young people can gradually get used to his company, and in the end, make young people no longer able to endure loneliness and be alone forever. Loneliness on the endless road.

"I booked a homestay, which is said to have a history of many years. Now it has just opened after the renovation. I saw the pictures and think the environment is not bad. You should like it." Wan Qian took out his mobile phone and showed Zhuangyuan the facilities and buildings "and very Coincidentally, I also know the people here, so they let me reserve a room, a suite. The price is also the cost price, which is much cheaper than booking outside."

"It is said that it has a certain age, and it looks very good." Knowing that Shōhara likes to look at various buildings, likes to visit museums, and does not abuse himself in various ways, Wan Qianding's hotel accommodation is extremely unique and comfortable every time.

Making the person in his heart unable to leave him is not just a matter of words, he wants to make himself a habit of Zhuang Yuan, the person whose eyes will fall unintentionally.

Not only was the publicity good, but it was only when we arrived at the B&B that we realized that it was really quaint. The mansion we entered a few times, with carved dragons and painted buildings, and exquisitely engraved patterns on the doors and windows.I don't know the reason for the low season or because there are not many guests in the homestay because there are no weekends and holidays.Zhuang Yuan and Wan Qian checked at the front desk and took the keys.

"It looks like it's a new building rather than an old one." Zhuang Yuan looked around, and there was no such kind of precipitation or ancient atmosphere here.The pillars, eaves, etc. can be seen to be too regular, unlike the ancient handicrafts that always have emotions and delicacy that cannot be compared with machines, and the courtyard is also well planned and too neat.

"Mr. Zhuang has really good eyesight. Our homestay was actually built on the basis of a house on the edge of the town. That house is bigger than this one and occupies a lot of land. No one dares to go there now. It was supposed to be rebuilt or demolished, but encountered When you go to haunted ghosts, you hear ghosts crying at night, and people who enter will have nightmares and get seriously ill. The good mansion was abandoned like this. It is said that there was a queen who was honored and favored all his life. The family was taken care of by the emperor and prospered It’s been a long time. Many people in that family are outside now, what a pity, it’s a good house. No one dares to approach it now.” The manager came over after hearing this.He greeted Wan Qian.

"We also feel that it is a pity. If it is renovated, it can definitely become a scenic spot." The manager continued, "It is said that the emperor at that time rewarded a lot of things, and then specially ordered them to build beyond the specifications. The renovation of the house is all in the capital. It is said that the queen’s yard was specially built and decorated, and then it was locked and cleaned by a special person.”

"I heard that the queen's courtyard is very elegant, and all the things are treasures, specially rewarded by the emperor. The people guarding the courtyard also heard that martial arts are strong." The manager sighed, "Unfortunately, it is now an abandoned house. gone."

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Wan Qian asked suddenly after being silent for a while.

"No, no, no, no, no, no." Zhuang Yuan shook his head like a rattle, and he didn't have much courage until now.He would never do such a thing as directly hitting a ghost.

He is not tired of living yet, life is good, and he wants to continue living.

The room is very clean and antique, with carved window lattices, a large carved bed, and an aromatherapy burner on one side.

In the evening, I found a famous restaurant in the town and ate special wontons and gnocchi.

In the spring night of Shui Se, I walked slowly along the small river back to the hotel, took a shower and changed into pajamas, chatted with Wan Qian and got ready for a good rest.

At night, I fell asleep deeply.

He could faintly hear faint voices in his ears, intermittent, like hooks, Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but listen carefully.He couldn't hear clearly. In his dream, he got up from the bed impatiently and stood at the window, but he still didn't understand.In the dream, he pushed open the door, and walked along the winding corridors, along the night, with one foot high and one foot low, walking very unevenly, as if he was drunk.

But in the dream, he couldn't maintain his balance as he did when he was awake, so he could only complain about why he wasn't awake yet?

In his dream, he was walking in a daze, and the surrounding scenes that were clear in daylight were all shrouded in white fog, and he staggered step by step.The scene in the dream changed suddenly, completely different from the daytime.

The ancient street, with various shops next to it, is more like... time travel to ancient times.But the strange thing is that everything is in the fog, and it is difficult to see clearly.And the feet are even more uncomfortable. Zhuang Yuan looked at it and saw that the original cement road turned into a gravel road, with stones of different heights and shapes, new, old, and old. It can be seen that later generations did not specially make them for antiques.

Where is he in the dream?Can I apply to wake up soon?This place is really weird.

No one else could be seen except him, it was gloomy, as if a few ghosts could emerge from the fog at any time.

"Zhuang Yuan, wake up, wake up."

"Wake up, wake up quickly."

"Don't sleep anymore." The familiar voice in his ear pulled his sanity from a half-dream to a waking line, Zhuang Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, saw the person in front of him clearly, and took a few steps back in shock.

The person in front of him looked very similar to Wan Qian, but he was wearing a black robe with a jade belt around his waist and mountains and rivers embroidered on it.With a jade crown on his head, his facial features are similar to Wan Qian's but his temperament is so different, he looks extremely strange.

"Who are you!" Zhuang Yuan stepped back vigilantly, and was surprised to find that he was standing on the street he saw in his dream.

How is this going?Is he still in a dream?

"It's me, Wan Qian." The man with a strange temperament and an obvious superior temperament said helplessly, "Don't say you don't know me anymore."

"I...you..." Zhuang Yuan's hands trembled almost like Parkinson's.

"You...you have changed your appearance too." Wan Qian looked at the young man wearing a blue gown and black hair with a simple jade crown. It was... Zhuang Zichu's appearance, no wrong.

At the time of Zichu's death, he was not yet twenty.

His resolute jump from the cliff is not suitable for twenty.

"Me, what about me?" Although he was still puzzled, Zhuang Yuan still noticed that Wan Qian's expression was a little... How should I put it, as if he was hiding deep sorrow. "And teacher, why did you come here, and still look like this."

"When I came out of the shower at night, I found you staggering here alone. I couldn't wake you up no matter how I shouted, so I could only follow you. Then after a thick fog, I found that the surroundings changed, and when you arrived here, you suddenly changed."

"Your appearance has also changed." Zhuang Yuan rubbed his temples, "You look like an ancient man, I...how did I become like this?"

Just when Zhuang Yuan couldn't figure out the reason, he heard an old voice from far away, as pleasantly surprised as "Young Master, Young Master, Young Master, you are back."

Zhuang Yuan was taken aback, obviously there was no one here just now.

He looked at the direction of the sound, and saw from the side of the street, a white-haired old man rushed towards him with tears streaming down his face. The speed was so fast, in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhuang Yuan.

He pulled Zhuang Yuan's lapel, his hands trembling, tears streaming down his face, "Young Master, Uncle Uncle finally waited for the Young Master. Ever since the Young Master went to the capital, I have been waiting forever. Young Master, you are back, Young Master."

"Master, you are finally back. They said that the young master had a good time in the capital, but I am always worried about the young master." The old man was gray-haired, his face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, his hands were trembling, and his clothes were wrinkled. .

The old man was crying and laughing happily, wiping the tears on the back of his hand, but he couldn't wipe them clean, his face was messed up but he was still smiling, which made Zhuang Yuan feel very sad suddenly.

"Master, Master, Uncle Fu really misses Master."

Zhuang Yuan opened his mouth, and finally said, "Uncle Fu, I'm back."

Wan Qian took a deep look at him.

"Yes, yes, the young master is back. I asked the servants to prepare quickly. The young master's house is cleaned every day, and the incense inside is also the young master's favorite. I will also prepare the pastries that the young master likes to eat." The old man rejoiced. Wiping his tears, he stammered incoherently, "The young master has really grown up, really grown up. But it's good that the young master can come back, it's good to be able to come back. I can see the young master, Uncle Fu, even if I die, I can rest in peace gone."

"Fu Bo, what nonsense are you talking about, I... I'm back." Zhuang Yuan was a little clumsy at first, but gradually he said it naturally, as if he was really the young master that this old ghost had been waiting for for a long time, "Fu Bo, you will definitely live a long life." When the time comes, Uncle Fu will just wait and enjoy the blessings. Uncle Fu, let’s go back. I’m already back, Uncle Fu can’t get too excited.”

"I said I would come back." Zhuang Yuan frowned, like a squeamish and playful young master who was raised carefree. "And Uncle Fu, what do you have to eat? I'm tired all the way back."

"Yes, yes, I will ask them to do it. Is this son a friend of the young master?" Uncle Fu looked at Wan Qian and wiped his tears again, "I am really rude, so I will also ask the servants to prepare for the guest room. I It’s really joyful, joyful.”

"Well, he's a good friend of mine in the capital, and I just wanted to come over this time. I brought him along." Zhuang Yuan naturally helped the old man (ghost) "Fu Bo, in fact, you let other people come out. , why wait for your age. If you are sick, I will feel sorry for you. "

"I...I just miss the young master." Uncle Fu suddenly had a moment of bewilderment and sudden sadness on his face, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhuang Yuan's hand again, "I haven't seen the young master for a long, long time."

It was very cold, the old man's hands were as cold as ice, and Shuohara wanted to shiver.But he held back and smiled.

"I'm back." Zhuang Yuan felt awkward. Although he didn't know who the ghost in front of him was, he couldn't bear to expose an old man who had waited for hundreds of years for someone who would never come back. fact.

"I'm back, Uncle Fu." Zhuang Yuan gently hugged the old man, although he was shivering from the cold, even if he was afraid of ghosts, he knew it was a ghost, but at this moment, he wanted to make the old man feel at ease and let the old man stop thinking about it People who died hundreds of years ago.

He wanted the old man in front of him who was only thinking about the young master to be able to reincarnate and have a new start instead of stubbornly waiting and waiting.

"In the future, the young master won't leave?" Uncle Fu asked worriedly, "The young master won't leave again?"

"No, I'm not leaving." Zhuang Yuan shook his head, "I'm really back. Uncle Fu, look, am I alright? This is my home, and I will come back naturally. By the way, Uncle Fu, my yard Can you clean it well? And what about my favorite pastries? I’m hungry after walking these days.”

"Yes, yes, yes, I forgot, I forgot. Young master, I will go and prepare it for you right now." The old man pulled Zhuang Yuan forward, and Wan Qian followed behind silently.

Step by step, he walked to the door of a big house with the words "zhuang house" hanging on it.

The old man took Zhuang Yuan's hand and walked into the gate step by step.Then Zhuang Yuan watched the old man's figure gradually blur, looked at him and smiled with relief, watched him slowly disappear and said with relief, "Young master, Uncle Fu finally waited for the young master to come back."

Zhuang Yuan stood, and suddenly the scene in front of him changed again.

A carriage was rattling forward, and Uncle Fu staggered and ran behind, crying as he ran, "Master, Master, Uncle Fu will wait for Master to come back. Master, Master must come back."

Another turn, the old man's hair is all white, and he is standing on the street with a cane, watching and waiting anxiously, no matter the wind or rain, no matter what the weather is, he waits every day, waiting for someone to come back, even if he is sick Fever, even if the body is weak, rain or shine, standing at the alley every day, waiting, waiting, waiting with hope.

In the next picture, the old man is lying on the bed dying, his voice is weak, "Bury the things I like at the door, I will wait for the young master to come back... The young master will definitely come back. Uncle Fu will wait for the young master to come back. The young master said he Will come back, the young master will be fine, the young master is definitely still alive, I will wait for the young master to come back."

The old man was lying on the bed with a pale face, without breathing or heartbeat. His eyes were wide open, facing the direction of the gate, waiting for someone who would never come back.

"Young Master, Young Master is finally back." The old man's shadow has dissipated, but his voice is still so clear and happy, "Young Master, Fu Bo finally saw Young Master again."

Wan Qian silently took out the incense and lit it, and at the same time burned the talisman paper given to him by Jianren, which will send the old man across the River of Forgetfulness and re-enter the mortal world all the way, ensuring that he will be safe and sound after reincarnation.

With the complete disappearance of the old man, the surrounding mansions have also become ruins, no longer as prosperous as before.Zhuang Yuan suddenly felt extremely sour, tears streaming down his face, he choked up, "Fu Bo, I'm back, you can go away with peace of mind. I'm fine."

Even if he doesn't remember his previous life, even if there is no old man in his memory, at this moment, as the young master the old man was waiting for, he is willing to ask the old man to reincarnate with peace of mind, don't wait any longer, don't do this again Year after year, those who are nostalgic are waiting at the door, waiting at the alley, waiting for a year, ten years, a hundred years, hundreds of years.

"Let's go, I have reincarnated him. Don't be sad." Wan Qian gently supported Zhuang Yuan, "I'm sorry."

Beside the gate, in the depths of the alley, there used to be such a small place where a box was deeply buried, in which were Fu Bo's clothes and things that his young master had bought for him.

There was once an old man who waited tremblingly and persistently for his whole life, but he didn't see the young master who had no bones left and no place to bury him until he died.

There used to be a ghost who tried hard to protect the house, tried not to be disturbed by anyone, waited day by day, waited stubbornly in the passage of time and time, waited for so long, how many times did he wait? Hundred Years finally met his young master.

He didn't know that the grown-up young master was no longer the one he was waiting for, and he didn't know that his young master's life had been frozen before the weak crown.

He was able to leave happily only because, no matter how many years had passed, his young master was still so gentle, kind, and considerate, never changed, always like this.

The author has something to say: Do you still remember Forbe?

This chapter is fat, fat, fat

What's inside, I basically don't have time code words for my paws on weekends. If there are no accidents, I will be a salted fish on weekends...By the way, think about the next world [clench fist]