Be helped in time.

She stood firm and said immediately: "Thank you." When she looked up, she found that it was Yan Jue who was supporting her, "Why is it you!"

Yan Jue said matter-of-factly: "Didn't I say I would follow you?"

When she was in the room just now, Mo Shuruo was still thinking about whether he would break the appointment. Being reminded by this, she instantly felt that she was too petty, "Ah... have you been following me? I'm so sorry..." She scratched her head and whispered.

He said: "There is a century-old tree on the street opposite the restaurant. Wait for me there. I will get down as soon as possible."

When she returned to the attic room, the young lady was listening to a girl playing the pipa. Although she was sitting alone at the table, she didn't feel bored. When she saw her coming back, she hurriedly called them together. Mo Shuruo said: "This is the first time I have seen such a lively scene.

I can't stay in the pavilion during this festival. Good aunt, can you let me go for a walk?" Although it was rude to leave her elders to play by herself, she couldn't choose to lie and sneak out.

"Yes," she agreed so quickly that Mo Shuruo didn't even react. "But your foot injury has not fully recovered yet, so I still have to send a few people to follow you."

Before he was overjoyed, Mo Shuruo couldn't stop laughing. "I'm fine now. Just look at it if you don't believe me." After saying that, he shook his feet and jumped twice. "Don't worry, I'll go back home after playing for a while."

." After saying that, he slipped out along the door.

Deng Deng ran downstairs and was out of breath. When she was holding on to the wooden door of the restaurant to breathe, she saw a figure in white under the big tree from a distance. She slowly calmed down and looked at the tea shed next to the big tree. She didn't know what she was thinking, and her expression was

There was some hesitation. A dancer passed by, and Mo Shuruo grabbed her and smiled softly and cutely, "You can tell by looking at my sister's face that she is a kind and blessed person."

The girl was also well-informed and could see through her meaning at a glance, "You have a very blessed mouth. Tell me, what can you do for me, sister?"

Mo Shuruo continued to laugh naively: "It's so cold today. My sister didn't bring any warm clothes when she came out. Can it be convenient for me to lend me some clothes?"

"It's easy to talk. Come with me."

Borrowing a coat with a strong powdery smell from the dancer, Mo Shuruo almost fainted from the smoke.

The young lady, who was originally going to watch a play on the second floor, hurried down to the attic shortly after Mo Shuruo left.

Mo Shuruo was about to say hello when he saw her, but when he saw her serious expression, he suddenly shut up again. Mo Shuruo felt strange in his heart, but the young lady had already quickly walked out of the door.

Her eyes fell under the big tree in the distance, and she remembered that she still had something to do. She hurriedly gathered her thoughts and grabbed a bartender. "Brother, can you do me a favor and carry me to the teahouse opposite for a drink?"

Tea?"

The young man glanced at her up and down, "If you want to drink tea, can't you just order a pot? Why go to the tea shed?"

Mo Shuruo said awkwardly: "Ah...because...because I'm not a good person and I can't get used to drinking that fine tea." He stuffed a silver bead into his mouth and said, "Excuse me, little brother, for a trip."

As soon as he saw the money, he naturally agreed readily. Without further ado, he carried Mo Shuruo to the tea shed. When he arrived, he didn't forget to call for tea, "Brother, here's a bowl of tea."

"okay."

As soon as Uncle Mo sat down, the waiter from the tea stall ran over and performed a juggling act. Normally, she would have enjoyed watching it, but today the drunkard didn't care about drinking, so he just ignored it and looked around.

Yanjue was staring blankly at the top of the tree, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"Your tea, sir."

There was a sudden sound of porcelain breaking, and Mo Shuruo accidentally dropped the tea bowl handed by the waiter. The waiter was so frightened that he hurriedly picked it up. Several people next door turned to look. Sure enough, the people under the tree naturally heard the sound and cast their eyes.

, but it just swept past it, and then looked back to the top of the tree again.

You can't recognize me after hiding my smell and steps? I'm obviously here. Even if you lose your sense of smell and hearing, you should still look at me...

The waiter was so angry with the broken bowl, "You girl, if you don't drink good tea, how can you throw my bowl?"

Mo Shuruo took out a silver bead and put it on the table with a dazed expression. He stretched out his hand to greet the restaurant boy and carried her back.

I thanked him for his help and went to the room to change out of my clothes.

Mo Shuruo lit the rue he carried with him in the incense burner and sat alone in a daze. He came to his senses when he heard someone knocking on the door.

Colored lanterns were flying in the wind, and pedestrians were coming and going on the road. Mo Shuruo approached the figure still under the tree, "What are you looking at?"

He turned around and smiled, "I didn't see anything."

"Yeah... By the way, I have an interesting story to tell you," she smiled forcefully, pretending to be quite real, "I just met a girl when I came out, and I heard her say that there is a romantic young man under the tree.

, His appearance is so handsome that he was so fascinated that she dropped her bowl." She pretended to look around and said with regret, "I don't know which young master he is, but it's a pity that I can't meet him."

Yan Jue smiled, "It's a pity indeed. The young master has just left, so I'm afraid you won't have the good fortune to see him."

Mo Shuruo reluctantly opened his mouth. Although he said it in a joking manner, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. "Okay... I was born to be unlucky."

The two walked together all the way, passing by all kinds of men, women, and children.

Mo Shuruo suddenly sighed, "I don't remember the customs of Qing'an very clearly. I just remember that when I was a child, I loved running around. At that time, my grandfather was afraid that I would get lost, so he tied a big bell on me and told me that I would be there wherever I went.

I can't throw it away." Mo Shuruo couldn't laugh or cry, "I've only heard that old cows are tied with copper bells in the countryside, but this is the first time I've seen people tied with bells... I have to say that grandpa's thinking is really very different..."

Yan Jue smiled and said nothing.

Spotting the copper bell pendant on the stall next to her, she couldn't wait to run forward and take a look.

"Boss, are these all the same price?"

"This row is all the same."

Mo Shuruo looked at them one by one, and found that the patterns woven from these five-color silk threads were almost the same, and there was no choice. She stretched out her hand and slid her index finger along a row of copper bells, and the sounds of different timbres immediately began to jingle.

She looked back at him, "Which one do you think is better?"

"the second."

She took the second pendant as she was told, "Boss, how much does it cost?"

"Six cents."

Mo Shuruo took out six copper coins from his pocket, and immediately tied the pendant on his belt after paying the money. She shook the copper bell pendant around her waist, and after a while it jumped up and down, making a tinkling sound.

It rang all the way.

Yanjue couldn't help but say, "It's just a waist pendant, are you so happy?"

She stopped and her smile gradually faded, "Yes, I'm very happy..." Afraid that he would hear something, she suddenly said loudly: "I don't know how much time you have. Let's go to the river first. I heard that the river

You can put water lanterns."

He didn't object and just followed her forward with big strides. Mo Shuruo said to himself: "Baiyue is actually not cute at all. Putting out river lanterns in the Central Plains is to make wishes, which represents hope, beauty and so on, but

Once here, it becomes a symbol of death."

She peeked at him from time to time, but he remained silent. Mo Shuruo sighed, feeling depressed and going crazy.

Did he not listen to what she said? Didn't he even reply? Ah... we can't talk anymore...

"Actually, that's not all."

"Eh?" It sounded like she was asking why, but in fact she was just surprised by his sudden conversation.

Is his reflection arc too long? The reception signal is not very good?

Yanjue walked forward quietly, "Although it is a symbol of death, it brings hope to the deceased."

Mo Shuruo looked away from his face and murmured in a low voice: "What hope do you need for people who are no longer here..."

The two of them walked side by side, each with their own thoughts. The rest of the journey was filled with silence, and the lively scenes around them seemed to have become the background.

The passing river takes away everything of the deceased, and all the living can do is commemorate.

Mo Shuruo sat on the river beach, staring blankly at the river lanterns and boats. Not far away, someone was setting off sky lanterns. In the dark night, they were bustling with people, reflecting each other, like stars in the sky, twinkling and drifting farther and farther away.

Yanjue bought two water boats from a nearby vendor and returned, sitting next to her and handing them over.

"For whom?"

She lit the candles on the boat and said quietly: "My parents."

He knew that Mo Shuruo's parents had died tragically at the hands of bandits earlier. He was stunned for a moment and said comfortingly, "The deceased has passed away."

"I know." She reached out and put the boat into the water, pushed it gently, and watched it go away with the water. "It's just to express my condolences."

"I never heard you mention it."

"Like you said, the deceased has passed away, and mentioning it will only increase the sadness."

He didn't speak.

Mo Shuruo continued to light the second water boat, put it into the water and pushed it out.

This time, before he could ask, she said to herself, "This is just for Uncle Ren and Brother Xu." She looked at the water boat going away, her voice a little blurry, "You went to Xinling last time with me.

The guards who went there did not come out alive... I asked the guard commander to find out their names. I originally wanted to apologize in front of their families, but it turned out that they were all alone... No matter what their intentions were

They protected me, but they all died because of me in the end...I was the one who killed them..."

Yanjue had probably never comforted a girl before. After a long silence, he said: "This is not your fault."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, "In my opinion, the most evil thing a person can do in this world is to take away other people's lives."

"But what really killed them was the poisonous people."

She wiped away her tears and said, "I understand what you mean." Mo Shuruo patted his cheek, smiled hard, turned to look at his side face illuminated by the firelight, "Thank you."

"I didn't do anything."

Mo Shuruo said: "You came with me, this is already the most worthy of gratitude."

He didn't refute.
To be continued...