Zhu Dong, who had been standing aside, raised his head and looked at the sky. I couldn't help frowning. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Childe. The hour has come. We. It's time to go."

Shen Mo calmed down. Zhu Dong could only see his back frozen in place. But his back is straight. He seemed to sigh deeply. Only then did he say, "Got it. You go clean up. I also tie my hair up. Let's go." Zhu Dong immediately answered yes. I lowered my head and opened the door and walked out. Then he immediately closed the door again. The footsteps are fading away.

Shen Mo raised his hand and took off the hairpin on his head. Removed the crown of hair from his head. Immediately, his long hair poured down like a waterfall. Draped over the shoulders. Sideways. made his whole person stained with a hint of bohemianism. He didn't use a comb. Just make a comb with slender five fingers. Gently tugging your hair. Again and again. The hair on his head was neatly tidied a little bit under his rusty movements. He tied his hair up. Put on the hair crown. Hairpin. I reorganized the placket and sleeves. Finally packed up.

Lin Shi naturally smiled. Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, he whispered, "I'll send you. I don't know when we'll see each other this time."

Shen Mo also pulled out a smile and responded: "Such a parting moment. It's too lonely for me to walk alone. There is a send-off from you. But it's good. That's it. Let's go together."

The two walked out side by side. Step up the promenade. The moon is cold and cold in the sky, and it seems to be parting. The candle in the study behind him has been extinguished. The lights in the room look like yesterday. It's just that tomorrow I don't know if I can find it back.

Zhudong was already waiting outside the door. They didn't bring much with them on their trip. I didn't bring any maid guards with me. Lin Shi looked at Zhu Dong with some surprise. He asked, "That's all you have with you." It's just that. Only Zhudong, I'm afraid it's not enough. This trip is not only a long way. You can imagine the hardships on the road. You'd better bring some guards."

Shen Mo stepped forward. Patted the stuff on the carriage. Said with a smile: "The starting point here is the riverside. When you get to Pingzhou by boat, you will have it. If I had been here, I would have brought too many guards. One is that it is very inconvenient to take a boat. Second, they are worried that they will cause unnecessary trouble. Let's talk about it when we get to Pingzhou. Everything I need is there."

Heard Shen Mo's words. Lin Shi knew who Shen Mo was talking about. He just nodded with a little reassurance: "That's good. Even so. You must know how to take care of yourself. Don't let us worry."

Shen Mo nodded. Zhu Dong had already stood in front of the carriage and opened the door. Shen Mo bent down and went to the car. Lin Shi also sat in. The carriage is huge. The outside is unpretentious. The inside is indeed very comfortable. At this time, Shen Mo and Lin Shi were sitting on the cushions and looking at the candle flame on the small square table. Zhu Dong and the others sat down. Then he drove the carriage on the road. The rickety carriage moved forward like this.

Lin Shi picked up a curtain in front of the window. I looked at the deserted streets. There were also a few fires lit by passers-by. Today it came in handy. Every grass and tree here. A flower and a tree. He'll miss every person and everything. You can stay here for the rest of your life. It's simple and plain. His life was laid out at this time in the turbulent Kyoto. Helplessly follow to stir up the storm.

Lin Shi sighed. Didn't look out again. But Shen Mo opened his eyes. Also lifted the curtain on the other side. looked at the county seat in the night. He seemed to be serious and said, "It's good to take a look. At this time, take a good look and remember it clearly. Able to get me in that place. Always remember the tranquility and beauty of the place. Always remember. I'm definitely going to come back."

Lin Shi nodded: "That's natural. It's not a long way to go. The front soon reached the riverside. Naturally, it's time to take a closer look."

The carriage is still moving. Soon came to that path. The riverside is almost in sight. It's just this time. Zhudong stopped suddenly. A long chirp from the horse. The whole carriage was caught off guard and paused back and forth. Shen Mo's body didn't shake at all. He sat in the carriage. Frowning and asking, "Zhudong. What's wrong?"

I only heard. Zhu Dong seemed to pause slightly. Only then did he speak: "Childe. She's coming."

Shen Mo raised his head violently. A stride forward. The curtain was lifted. Zhu Dong had already gotten out of the carriage and stood aside. The only thing that came into view was her in the lonely lights shining on the autumn trees on the riverside in the distance.

Shen Mo was stunned. I didn't know what to do for a while. She stood there alone. On a night like this. A man ran here. She was accompanied only by a dim light on the autumn tree. When did she arrive alone. There's a guy who's been waiting here for a long time? Shen Mo didn't know. In fact, he couldn't care about that much. He jumped out of the carriage. Step by step, he walked towards the figure.

Qiao Yi also saw Shen Mo. I saw it when the carriage I had been waiting for for a long time appeared on the path. You know it yourself. Finally waited for him. Didn't miss it.

Shen Mo walked forward step by step. Qiao Yi also took a step towards him. The two men did not speak. Just silently staring at each other. Shen Mo looked at Qiao Yan's eyebrows. She is wearing the same garment she gave her today. Pale green garments embroidered with acacia flowers. It makes her cheeks ruddy and emaciated. The one she wore in her hair was also the acacia hairpin she gave her. Simple pinching between the haircuts. The hair is also made into a bun. A few strands of hair fell out. No powder. Be neat and tidy. But it's beautiful.

Shen Mo stepped forward. They're so close. Shen Mo finally stretched out his hand. That stretched out countless times to get close to her. Hands that close the distance between themselves and her. It ended up falling on her shoulders. Shen Mo hugged her thin and small body into his arms. For a while, I only felt that my eyes were hot. There is a feeling of keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon.

Lin Shi also slowly got out of the carriage. Leaned against the side of the car with Zhudong. He looked at the pair of people who were embracing each other. I am only happy for Shen Mo. This joy seems to be hidden in the bottom of my heart. At the moment she came. The curtain of the carriage is lifted. I saw that she did. Here she comes. She's supposed to come. This kind of goodbye is what Shen Mo should have. Such a girl also deserves to be looked up to by others.

Shen Mo hugged her tightly. I found that she was still a little shaking. Busy nervously asked, "What's wrong?" You're shaking. Are you cold?"

Qiao Yi leaned into his warm arms. Shook his head gently. A little choked up and said, "No. I'm not cold. I'm just a little scared."

Shen Mo reached out and stroked her hair. Softly comforted: "Such a night. You ran to the riverside alone. It's uninhabited here. You're going to be scared. I'm sorry. I didn't know you came back. That's why I'm late."

Qiao Yan's little head shook again. Still a little trembling said: "I'm afraid of this night. I'm afraid that this night will go too fast. Then you'll be gone quickly. And I'll have to accept that you're gone. But what I'm most afraid of is that when I arrive, I can only see the back of the ship carrying you. I'm afraid I'm too late. I can't even see the ship in the distance. You're gone."

Shen Mo's hand paused. It still fell on her head. Gently let go of this warm embrace. He looked her in the eye and said, "You're running like this alone. In the middle of the night. How long have you been here?"

Qiao Yi thought about it slightly before going through all the reasons one by one.

Qiao Yi and Qiao Liu lay on the bed and didn't speak. Qiao Liu had fallen asleep deeply. And Qiao Yi couldn't sleep no matter what. She watched as the moon drifted more and more. The heart is also more anxious. My heart has been desperately clamoring to let myself go to him. The brain is blocking its own actions. I controlled my hands and feet like I wasn't very restless.

Qiao Yan sighed. Just smelling the aroma of acacia flowers did not reduce the slightest depression in my heart. Qiao Yi smelled the fragrance of flowers and moved his heart. The little hand reached under the pillow and groped for the purse that Shen Mo handed over to him. I couldn't stop thinking: I'll take a look. Why not watch it. That's all he cares about. He wanted to make himself watch. How can you not watch it.

Qiao Yi got up. In the darkness lit a lamp on the table. Sit down and be in the light of the fire. Open the purse in your hand. It's just a piece of paper inside. A stacked piece of paper. Qiao Yi gently unfolded the folded drawing paper. I saw the person on the painting leaping with the paper. That's a portrait of yourself. It's very similar. The self in the painting is dressed simply. But it's beautiful. The smile is even warmer and sweeter. It can be seen that the painter is attentive.

It's just that what caught Qiao Yi's attention was a few lines of small words under the painting. Move the handwriting closer to the candle flame. I saw it written: The peach is dying. Scorching its brilliance. The son of Yu Gui. IKEA. The peach is dying. Actually. The son of Yu Gui. IKEA. The peach is dying. Its leaves are vernacular. The son of Yu Gui. IKEA.

Qiao Yan's voice stopped. Her tears were dripping. Wet painting. The smile of the person in the painting seems to have dimmed a lot. Know that the candle flame "clicks". She raised her hand and wiped her tears as if she had suddenly come to her senses. I immediately ran to the bed. I opened my baggage and had to change my clothes. I saw that in the baggage were the clothes and hairpins that Qiao Liu secretly put in. Qiao Yi just thought for a moment. I immediately picked up my clothes and quickly put them on neatly. He loosely tucked his loose hair with his fingers. Hold it in place with an acacia hairpin. Fold the paintings on the table slowly. Stuffed back into the purse. Then I gently tied the purse around my waist. On the desk, he took out a piece of paper again and spread it out. I thought about it slightly. So he took a pen and wrote under the lamp.