"Unbearable to Copy" by Wuxin Mage

But Gu Zhi's body still weakened irreversibly.

"His soul is incomplete, and the inner alchemy cannot fully take effect." Bai Liuli pulled the curtain and sighed, "The spell between him and you has been completed, and the inner alchemy can only hang his life for him. I can't save him either. .”

"En," Yue Qiluo nodded, "It doesn't matter."

Gu Zhi survived until the next winter. At first, he was no different from ordinary people.By November 1974, he was bedridden.The light of life on him dimmed day by day.

Bai Liuli left the grassland before autumn came, and Wuxin said that he finally returned to Chongqing and lived in seclusion in the mountains.He has been waiting for Gong Hongmei.

Gu Zhi’s last years were spent in bed. In March 1975, the spring on the grassland came very late, the sky was dark, and it snowed heavily for several days, and the top of the tent was dented by the snow.Yue Qiluo stewed a bowl of ginseng soup in the stove, and when she brought it over, she unexpectedly saw Gu Zhi, who had been in a coma for many days, open his eyes.

"Qiluo." He evoked a pale smile.

Yue Qiluo's hands trembled, she carefully put the ginseng soup by the pillow, and supported his head to get up. "Gu Zhi, drink up this bowl of soup."

"No more," he shook his head and smiled, "The ginseng soup is too bitter. Qiluo, tell me those stories again."

During the first few months when Gu Zhi was bedridden, he could still relieve his boredom with the books he brought from the town unintentionally.Later, the road was blocked by heavy snow, and Wuxin couldn't come here often.Yue Qiluo would tell him the stories of the past, the fox demon and the scholar, the warlord and his concubine, the spy partner in Shanghai, or the gang boss and the junior officer.They just withheld their names.

"Okay," Yue Qiluo tried hard to suppress the emotional fluctuations in her voice, "Which one do you want to hear?"

"Osmanthus candy."

"...Okay." Yue Qiluo sat on the edge of the bed and let him lie on her lap, "The little officer said to her before she died, when you go back, bury me in the backyard. Plant an osmanthus tree on the grave , when the flowers bloom next year, I will make sweet-scented osmanthus candies for you."

Yue Qiluo's heart suddenly felt sour, and he reluctantly continued: "He also said, I'm afraid I won't succeed, and in my next life..."

"In the next life," Gu Zhi interrupted her suddenly, "I will definitely marry you as my wife."

Yue Qiluo froze, she had never said this to Gu Zhi.It's not that I don't want to, but I dare not.

"Why do you..." Yue Qiluo was like five thunderbolts, and the meridians all over his body were slightly numb from the shock, "You...remember?"

Gu Zhi nodded silently, coughed a few times, and forced himself to smile gently at her.

"How could it be..." Yue Qiluo's breathing became more and more rapid, "But you—but you are not the same in this life—"

"I've never been gay," Gu Zhi smiled wryly and shook his head, "There's a long, long story. It's a pity...Qi Luo, I'm afraid I can't tell you."

Yue Qiluo's eyes were hot, and she said softly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Qi Luo, I've broken my promise in this life." Gu Zhi sighed slowly, "In the end - in the end, I still can't take care of you anymore."

"Who will take care of you?" Yue Qiluo sniffed and pursed her lips, "Forget it in this life, but in the next life, you will have to pay back ten times—I served you with tea and water for several months, and my legs are so tired lame."

Gu Zhi lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, okay."

His breath became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible.Yue Qiluo knew that it was his soul that was about to leave his body.

However, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and said, "Qiluo, that song you used to sing in the other courtyard in Chongqing, please sing it to me again, okay?"

"What song is it?"

"That Zhou Xuan's Tianya Singer," Gu Zhi said, and learned it by himself, "The end of the world, the corner of the sea, looking for a bosom friend..."

Gu Zhijiu's voice was hoarse and deep, and he sang out of tune.Yue Qiluo's tears were already in the corners of his eyes, and he laughed again when he sang.She wiped the corners of her eyes, pursed her lips and said, "It's terrible to sing."

Zhou Xuan's songs are the most popular in this era, so you are not allowed to sing them casually.Yue Qiluo thought for a while before remembering the tune.Sing softly.Her voice is not as good as before, but her singing is still tactful: "The end of the world, the corner of the sea, look for a friend."

"Little sister sings and plays the piano

Lang, we are one heart

家山 呀 北望

tears, tears

小妹妹 想 郎直 到 今

Lang Ya, a friend in need, loves you deeply"

The lingering sound was still echoing in the tent, and Gu Zhi in his arms was no longer breathing.He closed his eyes peacefully, with a smile on his lips.Yue Qiluo sat by the bed, the person in her arms became cold, and the tears on her face dried up.A ray of soul floated out from between his brows. He knew her and stayed by her side, refusing to leave.

"Let's go," she said, "When you are reincarnated, I will go to reincarnate too. At that time, we will meet again."

She watched the soul drift away, walked to the dressing table by herself, and looked at the circle of tacky peonies drawn by the mirror.The person in the mirror has the face of a 70-year-old girl, but inside is a [-]-year-old woman who is dying day by day.

She watched and smiled, and the sound was like a rusty nail.She kept laughing so hard that she wanted to vomit blood, and hit the mirror hard until it cracked crisply, and the burst glass scratched her hand.She scolded: "Evil ghost...you evil ghost!"

She suddenly thought of a sentence, his life is uncertain.Zhang Xianzong died, and her life was completely over at this moment.

Yue Qiluo sat on the chair, her right leg throbbed violently in the cold.However, she covered her face with her hand and said softly, "Zhang Xianzong, I have a toothache."

There was the sound of a small truck engine outside the tent, and after a while, Wu Xin walked in with boxes of supplies in his arms.However, he froze on the spot, the things in his arms fell to the ground, and he walked up, at a loss.

"Why are you crying?" Wuxin panicked, "Hey, Yue Qiluo, stop crying!"

In the spring of 1980, Wuxin also left the grassland.Yue Qiluo lived on the grassland all the time, never took a step away, and completely lived a nomadic life.Gu Zhi was buried in a deeper grassland. His tomb is located in the due west. Every day when the sun sets, the blood-colored sunset coats his tomb with a layer of gold.

In 1988, Wuxin went back to the grassland to visit Yue Qiluo.This time, he brought back a photo.

Yue Qiluo's body is obviously aging, her appearance is still that of a young girl back then, but her legs are so lame that she can hardly walk.After a severe cough, there will always be blood spots on the handkerchief.She had given up living.

"Actually, you can use your inner alchemy to repair your body, just like Bai Liuli." Wuxin couldn't bear it, "I have to reincarnate."

"Only when I die can Zhang Xianzong be truly reborn."

"why?"

Yue Qiluo laughed hoarsely, she stretched out her hand, and stroked between her eyebrows, a little green light lit up. "Do you still remember how I was able to find Zhang Xianzong's location?"

Shaking his head unintentionally, he has been unable to figure this out.Even for Yue Qiluo, who is proficient in soul art, it is even more difficult to locate a specific soul.However, she can always find Zhang Xianzong's whereabouts, and he has been puzzled for decades.

"When Zhang Xianzong's soul flew away, his soul was attached to the soul-cultivating place between his eyebrows, and he was reincarnated with me." Yue Qiluo lowered her head, with a light shining between her eyebrows, "This soul has been entangled with my soul for many years, and it is inseparable. ...For many years, I relied on it to find Zhang Xianzong. Unexpectedly, in the end, Zhang Xianzong's life was ruined because of it."

"Fate must have an end, and life must not be forgotten." Wuxin sighed, "Yue Qiluo, you and Zhang Xianzong have an eternal fate, not bad for this life."

"But once I reincarnate, I will be completely separated from his soul. How can I find it again?"

"You don't need to look for it anymore," Wuxin said in a low voice, and took out the photo from her pocket, "I've already found it."

Yue Qiluo's whole body trembled, her chaotic eyes focused on the photo, and suddenly froze.

It was a baby just a few months old.

She recognized him at a glance, the world is passing by, and the sea is changing.He alone is eternal.Yue Qiluo stretched out her hand to caress the photo, sketching his outline tremblingly.

It is her Zhang Xianzong.

She smiled suddenly, the baby in the photo looked like Zhang Xianzong.The stubborn expression on his face made her laugh, she thought, Zhang Xianzong still hadn't changed.It is the same no matter how many times you reincarnate.

"Aren't you going to see him?"

"I won't go," Yue Qiluo shook her head, her eyes fixed on the photo, "I won't live long. Maybe in 20 years, you and I will meet again."

"Okay." Wuxin stood up and picked up her luggage, "His name is Qin Ming, and he was born in Longfan City. Bai Liuli and I are also here."

He stared at Yue Qiluo fixedly, and said word by word: "I'm waiting for you to come to us."

Inadvertently left.In the ten years since then, he has never returned to the grassland.

In December 1999, Yue Qiluo rode a horse to the depths of the grassland. She used to come every day, but she gradually got old and couldn't ride a horse anymore.She knew that Gu Zhi's bones were buried where the setting sun went down, and she guarded his tomb for 12 years, living like a strange mother-in-law on the grassland.He is Xu Yun, Liu Zigu, Ju Fu Zhedu, Zhang Xianzong, Tang Shanhai, Shen Jianli, and Gu Zhi.So many years have passed, his soul has long been intertwined with hers, there is me in you, and you in me, and they are inseparable.

There was a heavy snowfall today, it was like eating all the birds and throwing them into the forest, leaving a piece of whiteness and the land is so clean.She watched quietly in the cold wind, and the setting sun fell in her dim eyes, as if she could faintly see his shadow.

Yue Qiluo died before the end of the century, and she had no intention of sending her the end.Before she died, she kept staring in one direction outside the tent, and did not turn her head until she died.

Wuxin knew that she was looking at Zhang Xianzong.

Wuxin carried her on the old horse and buried her next to Gu Zhi, then untied the horse and let the horse go.Yue Qiluo as a demon died, but Yue Qiluo as a human was about to be born.This untold story has finally come to its end.

Yue Qiluo said that what she owed him had already been repaid.And he didn't have to pay back what he owed her.

Standing in the cold January winter on the grassland, Wuxin suddenly felt that the world had never been so cold, he felt lonely, the wind whistling by his ears, listening carefully, it seemed like Yue Qiluo was singing.

The author has something to say: It is said that there are two chapters, but in fact it is only one chapter long, and the next chapter is only more than 1000 words.I let it go in one go.