Well of Mystery

"My body? Well, in fact, I haven't seen it for a long time, the mirror is not big enough."

Jiang Chenglu scratched his head: "If you want to see it, then we have to find a bigger and quiet place..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a series of cell phone ringtones suddenly popping out of Bai Xiuqi's pocket.

The caller was from the grave relatives in Bai's hometown. A while ago, Bai Xiuqi asked them to find an elder with the same name and surname as himself in the family tree. Now that the busy farming season has passed, news finally came from his hometown.

In the Bai family, there is indeed another Bai Xiuqi.

This matter has to start with the descendants of the Bai family.

Many old families with a long history have a family order of characters, which is the rule for naming the descendants of the family.The generation of the Bai family has been passed down to the generation of Bai Xiuqi's grandfather Bai Shu, so it should be the generation of the surname.The original name of Baishu, which belongs to the horse, is Baizheng. The reason why he didn't really use this ridiculously complicated name is thanks to the strong opposition of a person in the family.

This person is Bai Shu's uncle, another Bai Xiuqi.

Bai Xiuqi, who was born nearly 100 years ago, is the youngest in the Xiu family.But because he was born to the wife of the main house, plus he is handsome, smart and pleasing, he has always been the apple of the eye and the darling of the family.

At that time, the Bai family was engaged in a typical Jiangnan business of silk brocade.Although Bai Xiuqi's elder brother, that is, Bai Shu's father, was in charge of Bai Xiuqi, but in that era, helping the family business was often an option that most rich children could not choose.

However, Bai Xiuqi is a different kid from a rich family. His experience of studying abroad in his early years has allowed him to accept a lot of advanced thoughts. His behavior is unconventional, and his every move often becomes a topic of discussion in the streets.

Of course, Bai Xiuqi is not a playboy who only knows how to enjoy himself.He combined the oil painting and photography he learned while studying abroad with the traditional silk brocade craft to produce realistic works 1, which received good reviews and orders.

It is also because of his intelligence and talent.Bai Xiuqi is highly regarded by his elder brother, and he has the weight of talking at home.Back then, his nephew Bai Shu made a fuss about changing his name to a catchy one, and it was only because of the full support of this little uncle that it was realized.

But it is such a promising young man who is expected to become the mainstay of the family.But life came to an abrupt end at the age of 29, without even getting married.Let alone heirs.

The genealogy did not specify the exact cause of Xiuqi's death, and his last record ended in the words "disappeared".

According to the family tree, Bai Xiuqi was assassinated by the Japanese and puppet government.In order to avoid causing a sensation, the body was handled in secret, and its whereabouts are still unknown.

Perhaps because of being in the deep mountains, the mobile phone signal is intermittent and very unstable.In addition, the dialect used by the grave relatives is too pure.Bai Xiuqi sounds a bit difficult.

He found an opportunity to call a timeout, while lifting his foot to look for an area with good signal.

On the west side of the small wing room is a row of partition doors, which are connected to a corner of the courtyard outside. Going out from here is obviously the easiest and most trouble-free.Bai Xiuqi answered the phone.He casually pushed the door open, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a large area of ​​bright golden red.

Outside the door is a lush pomegranate tree full of fiery red flowers in full bloom.

The back of the pomegranate tree seemed to be leaning against a big moss-covered rock, Bai Xiuqi only glanced at it, and walked towards the open place without looking carefully.

The grave relative on the other end of the phone suddenly had something urgent to say to go to the field.I promised to ask my children to help me take pictures of the family tree with my mobile phone later and send it over.

After finishing the call, Bai Xiuqi put away the phone and turned around, only to find that Jiang Chenglu was already standing under the lush pomegranate tree.

Jiang Chenglu's figure is so tall, even though his back is slightly hunched at this moment, his slightly curly short hair still supports many durian flowers hanging from high places.

However, it is completely opposite to the fiery durian flower.It's the look on his face.

It wasn't joy or sadness, Jiang Chenglu seemed to have never shown such a dazed look.With his head down, he was staring at something behind the pomegranate tree.

Bai Xiuqi also walked towards him, and then found that it was not a large piece of bluestone.

but a tomb.

This is a tomb that looks so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. It's not a high raised mound, but it's covered with a thick layer of green grass, and fiery red pomegranate flowers are falling on the grass.

A stone tablet stood in front of the grave, and moss began to spread from the bottom of the stone tablet, and had already crawled into the inscribed writing on the tablet.

Even so, Bai Xiuqi could clearly distinguish the few words on the tombstone.

"The love of my life

Bai Xiuqi

Tomb"

It turns out that the stories that are not exhaustively told in the genealogy have the ending by their side.

Bai Xiuqi suddenly felt a little dizzy, and hastily put one hand on the tombstone to stabilize it.But the moment his fingertips touched the body of the stele, a stronger feeling of dizziness rushed towards him like a flood.

…………

The reality in front of him gradually turned into nothingness, while the past that was already nothingness became clearer little by little.

The sky suddenly darkened, and from time to time glaring lightning flashes pierced through the thick purple-black clouds, and the huge raindrops in the air were illuminated by the lightning, like falling meteors.

Bai Xiuqi's eyes widened.

He knew he was lying in a muddy puddle, wet and cold around him...but he couldn't move.

What kind of place is this, and what's wrong with me?

Before he had time to react, he suddenly heard a few muffled thunder rolling across the sky, accompanied by the sound of hurried and hasty footsteps on the ground.

Someone rushed towards him in the torrential rain, but fell to his knees with a "plop" four or five steps away from him.

A little bit of the cold water splashed on Bai Xiuqi's face.But what came after the drop was so warm—

"Xiuqi... Xiuqi..."

The man called out in a panic, and reached out to gently touch Bai Xiuqi's cheek, so carefully that even his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Xiuqi... Wake up, wake up! Have you forgotten that you promised me that you will never be separated in this life no matter what?"

Strange, sad tone, but the voice is so familiar.

...It's Jiang Chenglu, this person is Jiang Chenglu!

"A Jiang——"

The feeling of "distressed" not long ago began to grow like crazy again.Bai Xiuqi was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, and he wanted to respond loudly.But at this moment, let alone raise your hand.He couldn't even make a small sound...

After a while, Bai Xiuqi felt himself being gently hugged.Following Jiang Chenglu, he staggered around and walked towards the depths of the rain...

I don't know how long it has passed.

Bai Xiuqi's eyes were gradually freed from the deepest and sad darkness.The eyes slowly became brighter, and the wet and cold feeling on his body also dissipated.And yet the sadness lingers, and has never been more real.

He blinked, and saw a pomegranate flower falling silently, and landed on the grassy tomb in front of him.

Because of the angle of view, he realized that he was sitting on the open space in front of the tombstone, being hugged tightly by a pair of arms from behind.

It's Jiangcheng Road.

"It turns out. You are the only reason I stay here."

He stuck tightly behind Bai Xiuqi, with his lips against Bai Xiuqi's earlobe, and whispered a series of soft kisses that he couldn't wait for.

"I've been waiting for you, waiting for you."

"..."

Bai Xiuqi felt a little wet on his neck.So he raised his hand, but what he wiped was his own eyes.

"What are you waiting for me?"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally he tried to smile: "Didn't it be agreed, in this life, I should come to you instead."

talking.He turned around in the posture of being held in Jiang Chenglu's arms, actively wrapped his arms around Jiang Chenglu's neck, pulled him down in front of him, and kissed him hard.

"Ha ha……"

At the end of the tender kiss, Jiang Chenglu laughed almost as soon as his lips parted: "This feels so strange. I hugged you in front of your own grave."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind anymore, you're still afraid of shit."

Bai Xiuqi curled her lips, and when she was about to lick her lips to do it again, a tendon in her head suddenly turned, and something suddenly became clear.

"Get out of the way first." He pushed Jiang Chenglu: "Get out of the way, I have important things to do."

"There's nothing more important than me."

Jiang Chenglu muttered something, but he still let go of the arms that had been tightly around Bai Xiuqi.

Bai Xiuqi turned around and squatted down in front of the tombstone again, trying to push away the wildly growing moss on the lower half of the tombstone with his hands.

"use this."

Jiang Chenglu handed over the pocket knife he was carrying, and the moss was quickly scraped off a lot with high efficiency, and there were still texts underneath.

"Now we can know what your name used to be." Bai Xiuqi turned her head and smiled at Jiang Chenglu: "Whether it sounds good or not, we must not deny it."

"Yes, I will recognize whatever it is called." Jiang Chenglu followed suit: "I will recognize it even if it is called Li Lianying."

While talking, Bai Xiuqi had almost scraped off the moss in two or three strokes, and began to read while touching his strokes.

"The two-character name... the one below seems to be a review."

"Fortunately, it's not three words." Jiang Chenglu continued to joke what he read from the book: "Murong Fu is not a good thing."

Bai Xiuqi didn't respond to his teasing, because the word above the compound character was more complicated, and it didn't seem to be used often.

"...It seems to be an Ao character." He finally came to a conclusion: "Your name was Ao Fu before?"

"It's really not nice enough." Jiang Chenglu shook his head, "I heard that people in that era seemed to like to call each other by a certain gentleman, so what should you call me?"

"Ao Fujun?" Bai Xiuqi called out in a daze.

"You still have a surname, why are you so unique!" Jiang Chenglu protested.

So Bai Xiuqi changed it again in a daze: "Then... Fujun?"

"Hey, that's right!"

The treachery succeeded, Jiang Chenglu hurriedly responded, and at the same time he replied: "I am your husband, then you are my white lady."

Bai Xiuqi froze for a moment before realizing it.

"What nonsense, it's you who are serious, you should be related to the white lady, right?!"

Ps:

1 This content has historical references, but it has nothing to do with specific characters.

They didn't fully recall all the content of the previous life.The memory is like the internal memory, and the internal memory is theoretically cleared after the computer is turned off.Only important information stored in the hard disk (soul) can be preserved for several lifetimes. What information is stored in the soul depends on chance and personal choice.

In the next chapter, Jiang Chenglu rolls in the grass and reveals his original shape.