But the bright moon shines on the ditch

How shocking is the scene of walking through Jingde Street with a cart of Lord Rabbit lanterns? First, an unknown child in the crowd made a sound, and asked his companion dubiously, look at that car, is it filled with rabbit lanterns? Then the companion exclaimed and called the other companions. Look, there is a carriage of rabbit lanterns! Immediately afterwards, all the children in the alley ran out, chattering and dancing excitedly after the carriage.

The Lantern Festival Lantern Festival cannot be complete without hand-tied, exquisite lanterns of various shapes, but they are strung together in long lines, tied between the ridges of the pavilions and roofs, forming an unreachable wind and moon, and inverted among the stalls and shops in the market. , then it is inevitable that the transaction will lose two points of sincerity.

Romance and sincerity are often incompatible.

But the scene in front of me is different. The number of lights is large enough, but there are not too many gimmicks in styling. Single Rabbit has done one thing to the extreme, that is, the appearance of all living beings. Anyone can find an eyebrow expression similar to their own, or a look of love. Some kind of cuteness, not to mention the huge cuteness, was carefully packaged in a giant treasure box. Sitting on the treasure box was a famous little god from Jiangxi, just like tying a bow worth a thousand gold on the treasure box.

What's more, there is no shortage of craftsmen in Jingdezhen. You can tell the value of those lovely things at a glance, and they are not made by ordinary people.

Among all living beings, more than just Fengyue and Zhenxin?

The children were all pleasantly surprised. The reality that was visible to the naked eye and at their fingertips tempted them to tell each other. The originally crowded Jingde Street made way for them, but they saw a man dressed in white riding a magical horse from the sky. Coming up, countless children were winding behind me.

The lights in the mountains were bright, and the man looked like a god.

It turns out it’s not a fox demon, but the reincarnation of Chang’e!

The children screamed until their voices almost broke, Chang'e is coming, Chang'e is coming with the Moon Rabbit! How can cars and BMWs not be intoxicating? A night like this should be so intoxicating.

The county office is also on holiday today, and there is not a single person serving tea in the whole yard. Xu Zhiliu is also happy to have some leisure time. After finishing a case in the afternoon, he has just copied the documents, keeping one copy for the record, and the other for the record, just in case of unforeseen needs. Just as he was about to get up to boil water and order a cup of tea for himself to cope with the coldness that was completely contrary to the bustling city, there was a sudden commotion in the front yard, and it was so noisy that he didn't know what was going on.

He put down the copper kettle, stood up and walked out, when the concierge came in and announced. The two doors were pushed and pulled open at the same time, and Yue'e was suddenly seen when he raised his eyes.

Xu Zhiliu was stunned for a moment, and then heard the children rushing to shout "I want it, I want it", so he moved forward to check the situation, and jumped over the moon gates before he could see the person clearly.

Liang Peiqiu, still dressed in plain white, stood on the carriage shaft, as if she were in the glitz of the world, taking out rabbit lanterns one by one from the carriage and distributing them to the children below who were raising their hands and shouting.

She asked them to line up in a long line and come one by one. They were not allowed to grab or make any noise. Only those who were obedient were allowed, and those who were disobedient were not allowed.

Some were impatient and wanted to climb up the car window to get it themselves, but were frightened back by her with hands on their hips and glaring in anger; others were raised high by the adults in the family, put their hands together and bowed, and sweetly called sister. She smiled so hard that her eyebrows were crooked. The largest lamp was carried out of the carriage. As a result, the little carrots who were so greedy that they had not yet got their hands were jumping up and down on tiptoes and doing their best. Gongguanling, which was never allowed to be noisy, could hear the words "Sister", affectionate and childlike, and the sounds of competition.

sister.

She was finally no longer Liang Qiu, nor was she the beautiful and handsome Liang Peiqiu.

But a young lady who sells lights on Lantern Festival night.

They were hundreds of rabbit lanterns that he had pricked his finger and completed alone under the painful torture of connecting his fingers to his heart. Each rabbit had a different shape and expression, but their freshness and enthusiasm were the same, just as she had once done. What was brought to him, what he had promised her.

Xu Zhiliu was inside the red door, staring at her outside the red door, her throat rolled slightly, and heat flowed to her body.

Afterwards, the crowd dispersed and the night cooled down again. They walked side by side on Gongguan Ridge, heading towards the Lion Lane, and no one spoke a word along the way. She had limited legs and feet, so she walked slower, so he took a step behind and tried to figure out the cause and effect of the broken leg through her walking posture.

Until the century-old pear tree that grew inside the high wall but wanted people outside the wall to see its blooming posture, the memories were quickly brought back to their eyes because of its excessive charm. They were forced to stop and both looked at the same place.

"Look at the moon tonight. Is it big and round?"

"Oh, what a big moon!"

"It's so big and round!"

The moment before Liang Peiqiu almost choked, she looked away and looked at Zhou Qiguang: "Master Zhou, I have been busy with winter porcelain recently. I haven't had time to say thank you. Thank you for saving my life."

"You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything." Xu Zhiliu didn't look at her, tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the pear branches, "An Jiu will not touch you, you have already settled this."

With or without the fire, the outcome was the same.

Liang Peiqiu smiled: "That's not what I'm talking about."

Xu Zhiliu's heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat.

As she paused, she could not help but be led by some curiosity and palpitations, and looked into her eyes that suddenly passed through the storm. What she wanted to say was all in those eyes.

She had seen him walk from Gongguan Ridge to Shizi Lane and patrol the kilns at night more than once. She carefully studied his and Xu Zhiliu's handwriting, and found that they all had the same writing habits that were different from others.

She also asked the county government official in charge of purchasing and found out that he didn't like spicy food and had a bad stomach.

He had a very thorough understanding of Jingdezhen and was able to point out the importance of the establishment of the Ceramic Industry Supervisory Committee in the entire Baicai reform.

Beyond that, he knew her well, more deeply than she knew herself. He once said, "You are young and ignorant, and you will follow someone's footsteps because of a certain light. Xiaoliang, now that you have grown up, you should understand that what you once looked up to was just a bright and bright thing that you believed to be correct in your heart." The glory, but that glory is not me." So he took her to see Zhang Wensi, who revealed the crux of Si Liu's death in one sentence, forcing her to face the outrageously wrong and ridiculous look up to her.

He is very much like him.

His eyes, his style, and his habits are all very much like him.

When she was in prison, she was in a coma for the first few days, wandering in front of the door that was probably the King of Hell. Many times she wanted to give up and knock on that door to gain relief. However, in the long and chaotic dream, she could always feel that there was someone beside her. There was someone who had been taking care of her, carefully wiping her body, applying medicine and changing clothes, giving her medicine and water, and talking to her. After several attempts to wake up, she saw a towering figure like a mountain.

The figure covered her and made her feel at ease. She couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, but all she could think of at that time were the past related to him.

They drank tea together, listened to books together, wrote official posts together, and watched the sunset together.

They had made an appointment to sit under a tent and enjoy the cool air together.

Their hands were once separated by a sea of ​​people, and their fingers were interlocked under their sleeves.

He is the only person she loves.

Later, An Jiu designed to deceive him, and he looked back in the sea of ​​fire. That look was enough for her to conclude that there would never be another man in this world who would be so in love with her.

Not anymore.

Xu Zhiliu is the unique Xu Zhiliu.

At this moment, when the storm passed through three long years, and even moved towards an even longer ten years, she could no longer hold back her sobs.

Her eyes were full of tears and hope. She was the woman he regarded as Yue'e. Who could bear it? What's more, her eyes were saying, Brother Liu, you are him, you must be him, right?

She was so sure and certain that he had nowhere to escape.

He was at a loss and wanted to hide the eyes that met hers, but she didn't give him a chance. She asked him, why don't you recognize me? Why, why don't you recognize me?

She was like a child who didn't get the candy, innocent and pitiful, and his heart was pulled into a ball.

Is she still acting like this?

On and off the stage, there will always be a day when the show comes to an end. Who can perform the play to the point of life and death? He didn't believe it, he would never believe that she was acting! She was so real, so lovely, and so warm at this moment. He, who had been ready to die and never forgive her at any moment, suddenly felt sad.

why?

Why did fate treat him like this?

In this life, he prided himself on being precocious and wise. He always thought one step more and took three steps more than others. He originally thought that eradicating traitors would mean letting birds fly and fish leaping in the sea. Who would have thought that when he reached the end of his journey, he would realize that he had once been The laws and true knowledge that one believes in to the core are useless in the fight in the real world.

Whether he, Xu Yourong, or even the brilliance she once chased and looked up to, are just like this old tree. No matter how it grows or blooms, no matter how it grows or blooms, it will not let anyone think except actively and willingly staying for it. Those who break branches stop.

After all, beauty is meant to be destroyed.

Here, the story written from beginning to end is just his wishful thinking.

He thought that after dying, he would no longer be naive, idealistic, or stupidly fall into a honey trap, but these persistences were easily broken again. Her sudden confession shattered his already broken soul into pieces. He gradually fell into despair in her tears, and then developed hateful delusions. Maybe he was wrong?

Was he wrong? This is not just wishful thinking on his part.

Maybe it's possible that the two of them are in love?

With the appearance of this word, Xu Zhiliu's mind was completely confused. Like a ball of thread that cannot be untangled, the more you try to sort out your thoughts, the tighter they become. He desperately tried to remain objective and awake, trying to find a chance of survival in a desperate situation.

In an instant, he understood something.

If everything is true, then why have they reached this point? If not her, who could it be?

If it wasn't her, what was she doing? !

Those moments of seeking skin from a tiger, those scenes of superfluous friendship, that leg that hurts when it rains on cloudy days... that leg whose skin wrinkles are no longer smooth due to muscle atrophy, and he can't bear to look closely at it, that leg He crouched slightly and knelt down to wipe the blood from the enemy's soap boots.

At a moment when his breath was almost taken away and all his senses became sour and damp, he tried hard to turn his head once again, and struggled to form a complete sentence through his teeth: "High fives are an alliance, and the alliance cannot be abandoned. I said it, You don’t need to thank me.”

"Okay." She swallowed her tears and took a deep breath, "It doesn't matter."

It doesn’t matter if you don’t recognize me.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

"No."

"Okay, then I'm leaving. I'm going home."

She waved her hand and turned around in a somewhat cool manner.

Is it forced or intentional?

Xu Zhiliu couldn't tell.

It was just difficult for him to pretend to be so self-righteous and calm in front of her.

"Why?" He finally asked, "Why do you want to go home?"

Ahhhh, we have finally reached another stage, congratulations to Xu Liu! ! !

Today, Brother Liu: You are not allowed to go home.