Chapter 82： Agarwood (1/2)

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Tang Zhou turned his face slightly, his eyes were dark and dim, as uncertain as the light and shadow exchanged.

Yan Dan slowly clenched his fingers under his sleeves, feeling that his body was trembling slightly, saying that he was angry or afraid. She always thought that Ying Yuan was ruthless to her, but no wonder, the feelings turned out to be what you wanted, but which one is acting now? Capricious, is this fun?

After a long time, she heard Tang Zhou say something softly, as if whispering: ”Yan Dan, I miss you very much.”

”I know that you changed my eyes with half of your heart. For a while, I did mistake it for Zhixi. When I saw you by the edge of Yaochi, I knew it was you.”

Yan Dan smiled: ”So that's it.” She thought about it, and then said: ”It's okay, I was willing at that time, you don't care.”

Tang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, his expression gradually depressed, and he whispered: ”Yan Dan, I think I like you. A long, long time ago, when I didn't even know it.”

”What you like, is that in the past, you could talk to you from time to time when your eyes were out of sight, and finally healed the Yan Dan of your eyes, not me. It never was, and it will never be.” She thought. I thought, ”At that time, only I will be with you, but when you get better, it will be different. Even now, you just regret that I danced the path of reincarnation in front of you.”

Tang Zhou laughed softly: ”So you think I have lived to the point where I don't even understand my feelings? When you smile, there will be a dimple on your right cheek and the corner of your eyes will bend, as if you are smiling from the bottom of your heart. The same. You and Zhixi, I will not mistake you.”

Diya Palace is still deserted and empty, with few people visiting.

Yan Dan walked through the corner of the corridor, and when he saw the black shadow in front of him, he stepped back a few steps, and asked with a trembling voice, ”What, what is going on?”

Tang Zhou stopped, his tone was flat: ”Huh? That's the ghost king, haven't you seen it before?”

Yan Dan stomped his feet: ”I know it is the King of Ghosts. I asked you why it is here?”

It was probably because her voice was too loud. The Ghost King, who was silently kneeling on the ground rubbing bluestone bricks, raised his head and stared at her blankly. Yan Dan was shivering again, and hurried past it: He must have been deliberate, and had always pretended to be nonchalant, so that she could not express her temper.

Walking into the library, Tang Zhou opened the window next to him, and saw that a pool of clear water was facing outside, and the lotus leaves looked green and lovely when the lotus leaves were in full bloom. Yan Dan held the window pane, leaned forward and looked out, smiling slightly: ”I remember there was no lotus pond here.”

”The stalks here have been planted for a long time, and they have not bloomed before. I wonder if they will bloom this year?”

Yan Dan sighed, hesitated for a moment, or said: ”I don't think it will. Ying Yuan, let's just say everything, so what can we do if nothing happened? Although it has been a long time, it is the past. If it happens, it’s impossible to erase it again...it’s not a calligraphy, you can rewrite it by tearing the paper if you write it poorly.

She reached out and closed the carved window to hide the view from the outside, walked to the side of the desk, and picked up the very delicately carved incense burner: ”At that time, I really admired you, Lord Ying Yuan, even if I went to Huangquan, I still can't forget... I originally thought that I would die in Yewangchuan, because I can't forget the past. I can't reincarnate, I can only transform into the ghosts underneath. I have never forgotten this, I'm afraid I will never I will forget. But what?”

Yan Dan lifted the lid of the agarwood burner and whispered: ”Put the whole piece of agarwood in, as long as a little spark, it will burn, and will not stop until it burns into fine scraps, and then replace it with a new piece and continue burning. . But when the agarwood is like crumbs, it won’t be burned no matter how you light it with a fire. Like this agarwood, I have burned it into fine crumbs, and I won’t even burn it out, at most it just burned out. The remaining temperature afterwards.”

The agarwood burner tilted down slightly, and the ashes of agarwood like shavings were scattered on the ground, turning into nothingness.

Yan Dan smiled and looked at him: ”Even the last residual temperature will be cold one day, and nothing will be lost, just like when you and I didn't meet...”

Tang Zhou is gone.

Yan Dan slowly slid down and sat on the wall, feeling that he was exhausted. I finally said what I wanted to say, but in fact, it's just nostalgic to come and go, but it is already a nostalgic one. From now on, she was truly relieved.

The sunlight outside the window panes slanted in obliquely, reflected on the wall, forming a patch of light and shadow, blurred.

After only half a cup of tea, a light footstep approached and then stopped. This person probably had been following them all the time, so he could pinch Tang Zhou to come right after he left. Yan Dan raised his head and suddenly saw a very familiar face, the same face that he could see when he was facing the bronze mirror in the morning.

Zhi Xi turned his head slightly, cast his eyes down and glanced at her: ”I'm here to find a book.” She Gu Zi walked to the edge of the desk, put down the things in her hand, and turned to walk to the rows of bookshelves.

Yan Dan stood up and saw what she put on the desk was a book whose cover had already turned yellow, and there seemed to be something under the book. She opened the book and saw that there was a small round mirror underneath. She was startled: She remembered that Zhi Xi didn't like to look in the mirror, how could she carry this thing with him?

Yan Dan picked up the round mirror, and saw that the surface of the mirror suddenly changed, and it reflected a mortal scene: a woman with a coarse cloth Jingchai was busy doing housework, and the boy next to her kept making trouble for her, making her older. 'S peasant woman scolded her with arms akimbo. The woman happened to turn her head, as if looking at Yan Dan face to face, with a sad and miserable face.

”what do you think?”

Yan Dan was taken aback, immediately put down the mirror, looked back, and saw Zhi Xi standing not far away holding a heavy book of classics, with a mocking smile on his face: ”The palm lantern is so desolate now, what do you think?”

Yan Dan suddenly felt that she had become a little strange, and shook his head: ”I don't think so, she is indeed no better now than I was before.”

Zhi Xi sneered: ”No, if she is only born with a downturned family, it is far from enough. There are thousands of people born poor in this world. There is a lot less of her, and no more than her.” Walked to the table, put down the heavy book, and whispered softly: ”After she was demoted to the mortal world, I went to see her.”

Yan Dan vaguely guessed, ”Could it be that you...”

”Well, I opened up all the memories of her previous life. When she saw me, she almost went mad and became dumb.”

”Zhixi, you did this for me, what if someone else knows it?”