In the cold spring, the icy river rushed to the distance, the morning mist covered the blue mountains on both sides of the bank, and people hurriedly fleeing with their families carrying heavy boxes on the pier.

After one year of stubborn resistance, all the barriers in front of southern Sichuan were breached, and the war was finally about to burn to this quiet and peaceful ancient city.

The young woman is wearing a woolen plaid coat and a black hat, standing quietly in the morning mist like a sculpture.

She was very thin, slender in shape, with a black hat covering half of her face, and a white flower with morning dew on the brim, trembling in the cold wind.

His thin fingers were holding the box tightly.

The boat was about to sail, a straightforward and fat man ran over with his robe anxiously, and hurriedly shouted: "Boss Tong!"

This is the last ship, he will not return to southern Sichuan even if he takes the ship with him.

But at this moment, under the butcher knife, they can't help but not be afraid.

The cold wind on the riverside penetrated into the sleeves of the thick woolen plaid coat, and a layer of fine snow suddenly fell on the riverside in the mid-winter season, which was scattered along with the strong wind.

With the wind blowing, snow particles splashed a layer of fine snow on people's eyelids. The thin and beautiful woman on the riverside looked at the great mountains and rivers, and for a long time she opened her frozen red and stiff fingers and picked up the box on the ground.

-But did not leave.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and harder, and the ship pushes away from the cold river water, like a pale, hurrying fish, carrying the people who have left their homes in a hurry to leave their homeland and wander in a foreign land.

"Sorry," the person on the riverside was slightly hoarse, and the wind blew away her coat, revealing a satin-black cheongsam inside. She looked at the river as if silently staring into someone's eyes, "I'm afraid I can't do what you want. NS."

"—I'm not leaving."

This great mountain and river is unmanned. Who else will remember you in the future? Who else will remember what this land once looked like?

After all, she failed the deceased's painstaking efforts and stayed in this devastated mountain and river.

—

The Tong family's influence in southern Sichuan is very good, even the enemy bandits want to win rather than slaughter. In the summer of the year when the flames of war flew in southern Sichuan, on a scorching sun afternoon, there was a woman covered in black gauze and knocked away. Tong family home.

The mottled scars can be vaguely seen through the gauze. She carried an old box and left the large theater. The heavy makeup showed the woman's own determination and awe-inspiring.

Tong Shuang looked at it for a long time, and her index finger trembled, suddenly tightening.

That, Shi Qingyue’s friend, the singer of the Grand Theater.

Half a year ago, a shocking news came from the occupied city. A certain government official was cut at home by a singer, and his blood was exhausted and died.

Half of the city’s troops were dispatched to search along the city. In the end, the woman caught fire and was burned into a withered bone.

The officer she killed was a traitorous dog and traitor, and the killing was so pleasing that it caused many people to regret it.

This determined woman opened the old box she was carrying at all times and took out the neatly arranged golden needles. She sat in the yard and put her hand on Tong Shuangpin's pulse. The exposed skin still had horrible burnt scars.

"Many years ago, I was the daughter of a medical family. My father is a well-known doctor. Legend has it that my ancestor was once a doctor in the imperial city. There was a heavy snowfall for a year. Several people led me with a sick, dying man. At the door of my house, pointed a gun at me and my mother and forced my father to save people."

She pinned her long hair behind her ears, her movements were still gentle and calm.

"What they asked my father to save was a big wicked person who lost his power and humiliated the country. My father hesitated between the benevolence of the healer and his country. After half a month's delay, the situation of the wicked person began to improve."

She sighed: "Then my father heard him discuss with his subordinates how to divide our country and how much to cede to foreigners. My father is a pedantic doctor with no skills, but he also knows how many people he has caused by his actions. He couldn't sleep. Later, he deliberately wronged the acupuncture points when applying the needle to that person, which caused that person to die suddenly."

"His subordinates killed all of my family members and shot them all. I was shot in the chest and luckily survived. I was the only one left in the whole family in this world."

"—Until later I met Master Shi."

Tong Shuangpin's expression suddenly hurt, and her fingertips couldn't help curling up.

Bai Ruier just smiled bitterly, then sighed faintly: "Miss Tong, I actually envy you very much."

"Young Master Shi found me, sheltered me, and promised me to help kill four of my enemies, and help me change my appearance. In fact, they were all just for one person."

Tong Shuangpin had a faint premonition in his heart, but he was holding back.

"Young Master Shi is a good person. Maybe good people don't live long. He helped me kill three enemies. At the end of last year, I heard the news of his death on the front line. Miss Tong, I'm sorry."

She looked a little lonely.

"I dormant for such a long time, and finally killed my last enemy last year, and now I came here to fulfill my promise. I was raised by my father under the knees since I was a child. I am also a little proficient in medical skills, and I am also a little bit conscious of your situation. grasp."

She pulsed, her eyebrows lightened, frowning suddenly for a long time, and she was silent for a long time before asking: "Miss Tong, are you really not allowed to sing?"

Tong Shuang's arm trembled abruptly, and the whole figure resembled an intact porcelain, broken into pieces bit by bit.

This woman with the best medical skills in the world asked her, can't you really sing?

What can I ask? Although she was sold into Liyuan by accident, she really loves theater these years. How can she pretend to be a favorite of all her life when she does it?

She did have a high fever in that storm, and she couldn't sing since then, and her voice was far less clear and sweet than before.

Bai Rui'er frowned, staring at her eyes and shook her head slowly: "No, Miss Tong, your voice has healed, it's been a long time."

Later, they invited doctors from abroad to come over for diagnosis and treatment, and the conclusions they reached were shocking.

Her vocal cords are intact and there is no problem.

Bai Ruier's whereabouts are secretive and cannot stay for long in southern Sichuan. Tong Shuang hired her to send her away when she was almost spotted by the enemy.

Tong Shuang was hired in the occupied area. Because of his extraordinary influence and ability to deal with, he manipulated the shadows under the sun in southern Sichuan, sent away captured patriots, secretly raised money and supplies, and supported the work in the rear.

Bai Ruier left in a small boat. Before leaving, she pointed Tong Shuangpin's heart with her finger.

"Miss Tong, there are some diseases in this world that can't be cured by taking medicine. No one can help you except you let yourself go."

Tong Shuangpin gave a little bit, standing on the shore, dressed in black and black, she concealed into the mountains and rivers silently and gloomily.

The battle was protracted and exhausted. When the blood almost stained the entire country red, the enemy finally announced their surrender. Fortunately, the land was finally taken back.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong returned ten years ago.

After so many years, how many of the soldiers who went on the expedition back then returned home? Most of them bury their bones in other places, and they don't know their life or death.

This war brought endless pain to everyone. At the end of the war, Tong Shuangpin was in her early thirties, and the slender girl who was in Pingzhou City at that time is now facing the wind and frost.

But at thirty, the temples have become pale.

For the victory of this war, the Tong family had already ran out of wealth. In the year of victory in the War of Resistance against Japan, she closed the gate of Tong's mansion and embarked on the road north.

She always wants to see that person again, whether it is a tomb or a monument, if there is nothing, she still has to go and have a look.

Ten thousand people were buried together, and the tomb was covered with lush grass. It was October when she arrived that year, and the grass was declining. She knelt on the ground inch by inch and groped the land inch by inch. She was cut on the palm of her hand by the sharp grass, but she was ignorant. .

The girl she likes is buried under this loess.

Eternal sleep is here.

And she survived these years of life worse than death alone, traveling thousands of miles north, just to say something in front of her tomb.

"We won."

She choked up suddenly, and the strong defense she had built from the moment she knew the death of that person fell apart at this moment, as if it had never existed.

Later, she took the savings in her hand and built a dirt house around this graveyard. At the New Year's Day that year, she wore the old opera gown from ten years ago and babbled in the Hall of Eternal Life.

"Affection is good, love is good, even a hundred years old is still too small. How can I say it, how I say it, I just separated. I am wrong, I am wrong, please don't worry, please don't worry..."

Flicking his sleeves and looking down, it still looks like the old year, but it is clearly different.

Her stubborn illness was healed without medicine, Bai Ruier was right, she was indeed intractable.

It turned out that so many years have passed since I first saw it.

Hongyan has been like a famous general since ancient times, and he is not allowed to see white heads in the world.

She is also getting old, and the girl she likes is different, she will always look just right in her early twenties, and her life will stop there forever and ever, and will never grow old.

In fact, she has a secret that she has never told Shi Qingyi.

When I first saw Liyuan, she saw her holding a gun against her cousin's eyebrows from the stand, cynicism and recklessness, but her eyebrows were passionate, and there was a cold and alienation that shouldn't be there.

She is an actor on the stage, who was stared at and horrified and then retreated.

Everyone thought she was scared by that arrogant gun, but she wasn't.

She liked her from the first side, and she liked her so much.

She knew that she liked women, she knew she didn't like her cousin, and knew she could not disobey her father's order, but she was suddenly defensive when her smiling eyes came over.

Even then she didn't even know that Shi Qingyue was a woman disguised as a man.

She really likes her, regardless of gender, just because that person is her, she is Shi Qingyi, that's all.

When the young master robbed Hao Dao, she would not allow herself to fall into that gentle trap, even if the trap was full of flowers.

But in the end, she still did not escape.

—

Tong Shuangpin in southern Sichuan was once the direct line of the elders of the nobles, and he once disturbed the situation in the dark, but everything afterwards faded away at any time, leaving only an unknown tombkeeper.

She had been guarding the tomb of Qingyue for 30 years. She died in a cold and snowy night. After her death, she was buried next to a mass grave. The snow covered the mountains in a flash, and she was barely considered old together.

—

The system used to be very curious, why Bai Ruier and that ticket can be perfectly matched.

"Host, you wouldn't have foreseen that you will come back to finish it a long time ago, so you left a clue specially?"

"Think too much."

Shi Qingyi's voice was cold.

She was just a little unbearable at first, so she left some trivial tricks.