stories that happened on a specific occasion

That year, Zheng Zhiheng was sixteen, and he had just shed his immature appearance, and turned from a naive boy into a modest gentleman in an instant.

That day, Zheng Zhiheng and Cui Youning and Lu Peiqing who were the same age had just returned from the Qiqiao temple fair, and there were incense tables on the veranda, and they sat in the courtyard to enjoy the cool and chat.

While chatting and laughing, suddenly Cui Youning, the eldest son of the Cui family, said: "I heard that in some places, it is customary to throw one's sachets on high branches on this day. It is said that the higher you throw, the more you can marry in the future." Get a more beautiful girl."

When Lu Peiqing heard what Cui Youning said, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea, and said with a smile, "Where did you hear about the things these women do?"

Cui Youning didn't dare to show weakness, and replied: "If I say there is, then it is, if you don't believe it, then it's fine." After speaking, he pushed Zheng Zhiheng beside him, and said: "Let's go, let's go."

"What?" Zheng Zhiheng asked.

"Of course it's a high branch." Cui Youning took off the purple brocade sachet from his waist and said, "Everyone in Chang'an knows that the cherry blossom tree in your Zheng's courtyard is unique. If you throw it like this On high branches, it will surely come true.”

Zheng Zhiheng couldn't hold back Cui Youning since he was a child, so he had no choice but to follow him to the tree.

At that time, it was the flowering period.

The trees are full of flowers, lighting up the entire courtyard in the dignified summer night.

"Do you have a beloved woman?" Cui Youning suddenly asked Zheng Zhiheng.

Zheng Zhiheng smiled and replied: "No."

"But I heard that the daughter of Zhongshu's servant has coveted you for a long time." Cui Youning said.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhiheng said: "I think Cui Dalang, you are making fun of me. Who in this city doesn't know that the daughter of Zhongshu's servant is not only ruthless, but also has a hulking back and broad eyebrows. Even, it is far inferior to my cherry blossoms. Delicate and lovely." Zheng Zhiheng looked at the soft branch hanging in front of his eyes, the cherry blossoms on it were blooming delicately and charmingly. "I would rather stay with my cherry blossom tree forever than marry such a woman."

After hearing these words, Cui Youning and Lu Peiqing who was sitting beside him couldn't stop laughing.

"Okay, okay, you will spend the rest of your life with your cherry blossom tree." Cui Youning said while throwing the sachet in his hand to the crown of the cherry blossom tree.

Although the sachet was very light, it landed on the tallest branch impartially and hung on it.

Seeing this, Cui Youning burst into cheers.

Sure enough, now five years later, he has indeed captured the heart of the most beautiful Du Zhi in Chang'an City.

Zheng Zhiheng also threw out his sachet on a whim.Although it is not on the highest branch like Cui Youning's, it is still considered to be above average.

Taking advantage of the interest, Lu Peiqing took out the bamboo stick, and Cui Youning also danced beside him.

In this melodious and vigorous music, the night gradually sinks.

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Zhiheng, who had just woken up from his sleep, remembered what he had done yesterday and what he said at that time, and it was still ridiculous.After dressing and washing, I looked at the cherry tree in the courtyard, and there were two sachets hanging abruptly.

Even the servants were surprised when they saw it.

Zheng Zhiheng then sent someone to bring some chairs, ordered them to fold them up, and stepped on the chairs to remove the sachet.

Zheng Zhiheng's own sachet was easily taken off without any effort, but Cui Youning's was still out of reach.Zheng Zhiheng had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and try a few times, and finally got it.But he accidentally lost his center of gravity and fell into the arms of the cherry blossom tree. The palm of his hand was deeply scratched by a broken branch protruding from the tree trunk.

It was from this year that this cherry blossom tree bloomed more and more brilliantly every year.

"That was the year when I found myself gradually falling in love with this person in front of me." Xiangyin recalled.

After hearing Xiangyin's story, Xia Zongyi naturally understood how Xiangyin transformed into a human form.

Everything in this world, as long as there is a thought, will naturally give birth to spirituality.

Just like this, this cherry blossom tree that came across the ocean formed a relationship with Zheng Jiadalang.

"I remember that night." Suddenly a weak voice said.

Xia Zongyi and Xiang Yin looked at Zheng Zhiheng who was lying on the couch together, he did not know when he woke up.After listening to Kazuhiro's words, he barely made a sound.

Seeing Zheng Zhiheng, Xiang Yin immediately wanted to lean over, but was bounced away again.Although Zheng Zhiheng didn't know when it happened, he tried his best to extend his hand to Xiangyin.Xia Zongyi saw that the hands of the two were finally holding each other tightly.

Xia Zongyi also felt compassion when he saw Xiangyin who was holding Zheng Zhiheng's hand and weeping.But he also knew that this fate would end sooner or later.The best choice now is to completely cut off this fate while Zheng Zhiheng can continue to live.

"From the first time we met, Xiangyin knew that he was not blessed to be with Zheng Langjun for the rest of his life." Xiangyin seemed to have guessed what Xia Zongyi was thinking, and suddenly looked at Zheng Zhiheng and said.

Xia Zongyi sighed, and asked: "The first time you mentioned, is this year's Shangyuan Festival?"

"No." Xiang Yin didn't answer, but Zheng Zhiheng said, "It's New Year's Eve."

On New Year's Eve, I watched the exorcism performance on Chang'an Avenue, and set up a fire in my house.Dozens of people from Zheng's family gathered around the table to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, with maids playing music, and several people sang and danced loudly by the fire with the help of wine, which was very lively.

But after a few glasses of wine, Zheng Zhiheng felt that everything in front of him seemed dull.Seeing that someone started throwing bamboo poles into the fire, he took advantage of no one's attention and went back to the room alone with a pot of Sutu.

"May it grow like this, and the phenology will be new every year."

Zheng Zhiheng sat cross-legged on the verandah of the courtyard, reciting poems and drinking by himself.

At this moment, a burst of fragrance came from nowhere.

Zheng Zhiheng put down his wine glass, and looked in the direction of the cherry blossom tree in the dark.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weeping cherry blossoms had all withered, leaving only strands of off-white branches shivering in the cold wind, looking very weak.

But under this lonely branch, a woman came.

At first Zheng Zhiheng thought he was drunk, but when he looked at the bright moon in the sky, he became very clear.Looking at the woman again, she was still walking towards him gracefully and gracefully.

"You are?" Although Zheng Zhiheng was a little surprised when he saw the woman in front of him, he was quickly attracted by her unique temperament and sweet smile.

"Little girl Xiangyin, I met Mr. Zheng Lang."

This is the first meeting between Zheng Zhiheng and Xiangyin.

That is to say, starting from New Year's Eve, Xiangyin would appear in Zheng Zhiheng's courtyard from time to time, sometimes during the day and sometimes late at night.

Although Zheng Zhiheng knew in his heart that the woman in front of him might not be the same kind, but he was willing to meet her and talk about love.

"When did Mr. Zheng realize it?" Xiang Yin looked at Zheng Zhiheng and asked again, unable to hold back his tears.

"Do you still remember the hairpin comb I gave you?" Zheng Zhiheng asked Xiangyin.

Xiang Yin nodded and immediately understood.

It turned out that since the two met, Zheng Zhiheng missed Xiangyin every day without thinking about food or tea, and looked forward to seeing her again.

So, he asked Lu Peiqing to help him to find out if there was a family in Shengye Fang whose daughter was about the same age as him, and her boudoir name was Xiangyin.

But after a few days, I searched all over to no avail.

Zheng Zhiheng, who was extremely disappointed, was walking on the street and happened to pass Baoyue Tower.

This Baoyue Building is the famous store of decorated tin in Chang'an, where hairpins, hairpins, tins, combs and step shakes are all available, and the workmanship is exquisite and the style is novel.The most important thing is that all the items in Baoyue Building are unique.Therefore, it is deeply loved by noble ladies.

Zheng Zhiheng immediately fell in love with this gold-plated and jade-encrusted flower hairpin comb.

The petals made of sapphire, what would it look like if worn on the incense head?Just imagining this made Zheng Zhiheng overjoyed.

Holding this hairpin comb, Zheng Zhiheng guarded the room every day, only looking forward to Xiangyin's appearance.

Finally, late one night, the courtyard door was opened.

Zheng Zhiheng was woken up by the sound of the door being pulled and the cold wind blowing in, and under the slanting moonlight, Xiangyin was standing with a smile on his face.The veil at the corner of the skirt was blown up by the wind, making it even more fragrant and charming.Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, Zheng Zhiheng immediately pulled her into the room.

Zheng Zhiheng thought that Xiang Yin must have sneaked out to meet him, so he put his fox fur cloak on her.

That night, as soon as the two met, they chatted a lot like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.Finally, Zheng Zhiheng gave the hairpin comb to Xiang Yin and put it on his head.

The hairpin comb seemed to be made for Xiangyin, and it complemented her dignified and beautiful appearance.Zheng Zhiheng looked at Xiangyin in front of him, and couldn't help showing a smile.

Xiangyin also lowered her head shyly.

That day, Zheng Zhiheng didn't know when Xiangyin left, nor when he fell asleep.It's just that when he woke up, he found himself sitting on the table alone, with the cloak still on the side.

Ever since he met Xiang Yin, Zheng Zhiheng often sat alone on the verandah, and whenever he thought of the beautiful woman, he secretly smiled infatuatedly.

Suddenly one day, when the servants in the room were tending the courtyard, they suddenly shouted: "What is this?"

Following this voice, the servants gathered gradually increased.Zheng Zhiheng went to check it, but he didn't think it was the hairpin comb he gave to Xiangyin, which was hanging on the cherry tree branch in the courtyard for some reason.

Zheng Zhiheng was surprised, but he dismissed the servants calmly, and stood alone under the cherry blossom tree thinking.

Could it be that Xiang Yin left behind it when he sneaked over the wall?

But thinking of this, Zheng Zhiheng looked at the wall in his courtyard again.Although it is not too high, but the wall is straight and smooth, even climbing over by yourself is a bit troublesome, let alone a weak woman.Zheng Zhiheng walked to the wall and observed it carefully.There is not a single footprint on the snow-white wall, and even the tiles on the top have not been turned over, which is really unpredictable.

Zheng Zhiheng racked his brains for Xiangyin's appearance and departure, trying to find a reasonable explanation, but he still had no answer.Just like that, he forgot about the hairpin comb.

That night, when he heard the sound of the courtyard door being opened again, Zheng Zhiheng woke up naturally, and the room became brighter.

Xiangyin was still wearing a thin gauze skirt, with the same bun as before, and appeared in the room.

Zheng Zhiheng couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, he ran forward and held Xiangyin's hand.

At this moment, Zheng Zhiheng saw the hairpin comb on Xiangyin's head, which was the one he gave her.

Although Zheng Zhiheng was full of doubts, he didn't dare to ask directly.He just said a few words on the sidelines, and Xiang Yin didn't answer the question, so the matter was left alone.

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Zhiheng found himself falling asleep alone in the room without knowing when.Then ran to the courtyard and looked up at the cherry blossom tree.

The hairpin comb is still hanging on the branch.

Although Zheng Zhiheng noticed something strange, but no one could discuss it.I had no choice but to find Cui Youning and Lu Peiqing, and told them in the form of rumors I heard.

As a result, both of them said that the woman in Zheng Zhiheng's story must be a monster.

Zheng Zhiheng originally had this idea, but after hearing Cui Youning and Lu Peiqing's affirmation, he felt that his idea was a bit absurd.

Cui Youning and Lu Peiqing didn't take Zheng Zhiheng's words seriously, they just heard a story and dragged him to Pingkangfang.

That day was the Shangyuan Festival.

Although Zheng Zhiheng was dragged to Pingkangfang, he was still thinking about Xiangyin.Until he suddenly smelled a fragrance that came from nowhere, which was exactly the same as the fragrance on Xiangyin's body.

From the well-known sachets to the incense stoves of Caifeng Pavilion.Zheng Zhiheng searched all over, but couldn't find it.

It wasn't until the false mother bustard brought a Silla woman over that she discovered this smell on her headdress.

It is the cherry blossoms in my garden.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhiheng seemed to lose his soul, and suddenly he didn't know what the people around him said, and he didn't know where he was.All I know is that I want to go back home, go back to the courtyard, and wait for Xiangyin to appear.

In this way, after Zheng Zhiheng returned home alone, he kept staring at the cherry tree in the courtyard in a daze.

The figure of Xiangyin kept appearing in his mind, but he kept thinking about it.If Xiang Yinru is really a monster, then what kind of monster is she?Fox demon?Basilisk?Or this cherry tree demon?

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhiheng stopped continuing.

Because, he knew that even if Xiangyin was transformed into a goblin, he didn't care.The kind of joy that can't be stopped just thinking of her makes everything else unimportant.

Life is a rare confidant.

What is even more rare than this is that this confidant is actually a stunning beauty.

So, from that day on, Zheng Zhiheng couldn't leave the courtyard.

He stayed on the veranda every day, staring at the cherry blossom tree without eating or drinking, looking forward to the appearance of his beloved.

Finally, in constant anticipation, Zheng Zhiheng met Xiangyin again.Zheng Zhiheng no longer pursued those doubts before, he only hoped that he could be with Xiangyin, even if he stayed for a while longer.

The two met several times during this month.

Finally, it's early spring.

The cherry blossom tree in the courtyard was in bloom, and the hairpin comb was also submerged in the flowers.

But Zheng Zhiheng's body was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and he had no energy to do other things except lethargy.

Xiang Yin knew that Zheng Zhiheng's appearance was his own fault.But he couldn't restrain his desire to see him, so he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and reduce the number of times he met.

"Since you know that doing so will only cost him his life, why are you so obsessed?" Xia Zongyi asked with a sigh.

"Master Xia Bu didn't know something. After I thought about it, I knew that I only belonged to Zheng Langjun." Xiang Yin looked at Zheng Zhiheng's face and said, "I have been moving towards him since he was sixteen years old." fell in love."

Xiang Yin was talking about the Qiqiao Festival five years ago.

Ever since Zheng Zhiheng said those words under the cherry tree, he accidentally poured his own blood on her trunk and petals again. This cherry tree, which was tributed by Japan, has truly become this Xiangyin in Chang'an City.

It was also from that moment that Xiangyin stood alone in the courtyard, watching the people in the room silently through the courtyard door that was occasionally opened.

His every move, joy or sorrow, affects Xiangyin's heart.

And from this point of view, it was five years.