every breath

Zhuang Yu knew in his heart that it was a luxury.

It is as illusory as snow falling in summer and flowers blooming in winter.

He used to never believe in any ghosts and legends, or the reincarnation of souls, but now, standing at the foot of Yezhi Mountain and looking at this quiet and majestic mountain, he wished forcefully: to be able to see that person again here.

He still wants to see him again, and there are many things he wants to say to him.

Knowing that Zhuang Yu was going to Ye Zhishan with Zhou Chuyao, Yuanyang volunteered to accompany him.He said that there was such a heavy rain just a few days ago, and in case of any accident on the mountain, it would be safer to have one more person.

The next morning, the weather was fine, and the three of them came to the foot of Yezhi Mountain and walked up the mountain along the trail that the townspeople had opened up over the years.Due to the heavy rain in the past few days, the soil on the mountain is relatively soft, but fortunately, the trail is gentle and does not pass through any dangerous areas, so there are no accidents along the way.

Except that Yuanyang was scared by a squirrel on the road.

The mountain is so quiet that only the wind in the forest can be heard, and the cicadas in midsummer are louder and restless here.Hundred-year-old trees form a natural barrier, separating them from the scorching sun.Walking in the mountains in summer, enjoying the oncoming wind, smelling the fragrance of flowers and grass in the air, listening to the melodious singing of birds and cicadas, is such a pleasant thing.

Along the road, you can see new saplings stretching their tender green branches and leaves striving to go upwards. Whenever seeing those new greenery, Zhuang Yu will think of the legends that Qin Xuanyang once told him.

The newly born saplings on Yezhi Mountain are all souls who are nostalgic for returning home.

Are you among them, Qin Xuanyang?

If you are among them, please give me a little hint, please?

He closed his eyes, felt and listened carefully, but there was nothing but the chirping of cicadas and birds, the sound of wind and the fragrance of flowers.

Zhou Chuyao walked in front, Yuanyang kept trying to talk to her, but she always responded in a neutral manner.

While looking at the trees along the way, Zhuang Yu unknowingly slowed down, getting a little far away from them.The sunlight chopped up by the leaves looked at him, and he looked up, feeling dizzy.

He suddenly began to think: Maybe he can't find anything after climbing to the top of the mountain.

Maybe Qin Xuanyang didn't come back at all.

Maybe there is no so-called soul at all, Ye Zhishan is just a legend, just an excuse for the people who are left behind to comfort each other.

To die is to die, and there is nothing left.

He shouldn't have hoped at all.He should never have expected to see him again.

Why come to Yongchuan?Why reopen your own scars?

Is it because of summer?Is it because Xia Tian awakened all the memories about Qin Xuanyang that he had finally sealed in the past year?

He stood in the middle of the path, not noticing that the two people walking in front had disappeared, and he was held back by his inner thoughts.

Qin Xuanyang, I've come to Yongchuan, why haven't you appeared yet?

Didn't you say you would come back?Didn't you say that as long as I come, it will appear?

How can you talk without counting?

Zhou Chuyao, who was walking in front, noticed that there was no sound behind her, and turned around to find that Zhuang Yu was gone.

She left Yuan Yang, who was still talking to her about the technical requirements for communicating with aliens, and went back along the path to find Zhuang Yu alone.

After walking back for about 5 minutes, she saw Zhuang Yu standing motionless on the path with his head down, his eyes were a little red.

"Meet him?" she asked cautiously.

Zhuang Yu came back to his senses, glanced at her, and smiled palely: "No. Let's go to the top of the mountain."

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes, and walked towards her as if nothing had happened.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we reached the top of the mountain.

There was a huge rock protruding from the top of the mountain. They climbed up the rock one after another and looked at the lush forest and Yongchuan Town at the foot of the mountain.The houses with white walls and blue tiles are scattered scattered in the town, and under the shade of green trees, they are as beautiful as the scenery in a fairy tale.Farther away, you can even see the tall kapok tree at the head of the town and the gray road in the distance.The highway continues to extend like a gray belt, bringing people to more prosperous cities. Only the small town of Yongchuan seems to be forgotten, still living a simple and simple life.

The sun above their heads was getting hotter and hotter. They had only stood on the unshaded boulder for a few minutes before they felt a little dizzy.

Zhou Chuyao jumped off the rock first, followed by Zhuang Yu. Yuanyang seemed to want to prove that he was born different, so he chose a different position to jump down, which resulted in a great tragedy.

The soil where he landed had been washed away by the torrential rain a few days ago, and it could not withstand the weight of a 19-year-old boy. The ground collapsed under his feet, and he fell forward with an unstable center of gravity. Anything that he can grab hold of.

Seeing that he was about to roll down, Zhuang Yu who was closest to him quickly gave him a hand.

However, Yuan Yang had already fallen down, and the weight of his body pulled Zhuang Yu, who was holding him tightly, down as well.

"Be careful!" Zhou Chuyao changed her usual unflappable expression, and her face turned pale with fright.

The two men rolled down the steep slope, but fortunately there was a bush below that blocked their rolling path, and they stopped in front of the bush.

Yuan Yang sat up with his head in his arms, and at the same time loosened his back that was throbbing with pain from the stone, and said to Zhou Chuyao who was running towards them: "I'm fine."

"Where's Zhuang Yu?"

He turned his head, and Zhuang Yu behind him was still lying on the spot in the posture of falling, with bright red blood dripping from his forehead.He closed his eyes tightly, no matter how much Yuan Yang shouted, he did not open them.

If there is a dream that makes him unwilling to wake up.

Then this dream must be related to Qin Xuanyang.