Chapter 24 third quarter

A horse-drawn carriage rumbled through the sleepy street, kicking up dusty dust, towards the bank of the Lecheng River.This is the car that takes the song and dance troupe back to the swan boat.Lan Yue'er and eldest mother were sitting in the black cloth tent of one of the carriages. They were wrapped in cloaks and sat side by side with a little distance between them. "This ancient city is so beautiful." The eldest mother said. "Yeah." Lan Yue'er replied like a whisper, her eyes drifting out of the window. "I heard it wasn't called Le City, but Wuyou Township."

Lan Yue'er couldn't help laughing, and said, "It sounds like a peach blossom garden." But she prefers the original name. "Wuyouxiang..." she murmured in her heart. "The tickets for the next month are all sold out," said the eldest mother with a slight smile on her face. "Really?" Lan Yue'er still replied in a nonchalant manner, a little carelessly. "Did you drink tonight?" the eldest mother asked suddenly, her eyes softly fixed on her. "I don't have one," she replied.If she hadn't been in a hurry, she wouldn't have picked that drunk.

"Your eyes seem a little drunk." The eldest mother said, but she didn't believe that Lan Yue'er would go to drink alone, although the child became very weird when he grew up. "Really? No." Lan Yue'er replied, her voice was as light as a breath. Sometimes she is so afraid of Big Mama, her sharp eyes seem to see through everything.But she couldn't tell Big Mama, "I'm a vampire." She respected Big Mama from the bottom of her heart, and it was Big Mama who brought her back from the embankment.She would remember all this well, but she was not the child that Big Mama had brought to the boat that day.The eldest mother will not understand, let the eldest mother think that she has changed, it is better than knowing the truth.

The truth was so absurd that sometimes she didn't quite believe it herself.She hated her mother Zi Ruolan, but she also missed her, and even longed to see her ghost again.If this is life, she doesn't understand why her life has become like this.She is so lonely, that kind of loneliness can not be said and heard.She spent money crazily, but at night she lay with her eyes open in the solitary pit of her big dormitory.She avoided Big Mama, and that made her feel better.She also avoided other people. The feelings she had on the swan boat, the feelings in the world, had all become illusions.There is only one exception to Dan Meng San.She drank his blood, and he wasn't as sharp as Big Mama.She is not afraid of him, and sometimes even feels that she is a fellow traveler with him: a vampire and a hermaphrodite.Sounds like a bad joke.

Just like the day before, the swan boat arrived in Lecheng.In the middle of the night, she still couldn't sleep, and she sat alone on the wicker chair on the deck, looking at the dark sea and her hazy shadow under the golden lantern, and remembered a game she played with Dan Mengsan when she was a child.The two of them thought that vampires had no shadows.That's another joke. At this time, Dan Mengsan came to the deck. "Are you still asleep?" he asked. She shook her head without looking up. "I heard that in late autumn, the banks of the Lecheng River will be covered with beautiful maple leaves, all the way to the mountains. At that time, the whole field will be red." Dan Mengsan said with fascination.

"We were gone by then," she said softly, her voice hopeless. He was silent. She knew but Mengsan felt that she had become so weird in the past few years, she slept during the day but kept her eyes open at night, sometimes ecstatic and sometimes frowning.One night, after she had sucked blood for the first time, she came back to the swan boat feeling satisfied in the vampire part of herself and disgusted by the human part.She rushed into the empty music room and vomited all over the floor. Instead of blood, she spit out orange foam.She cried, tears of anger, and suddenly, the musical instruments in the music room played together like a tsunami storm, like a person's inner painful battle.

But when Meng San heard the voice coming in, she raised her head, her face was full of smoldering.He looked at her in amazement like a madman.At that time, the music had stopped, and the strings on the instruments were all broken. Later, he was foolish enough to think that she had infected his loneliness and depression because she drank his blood, and thought that girls would become elusive when they reached puberty. This is Dan Meng San. He sees the world differently from Big Mother. Everything he sees with his sad eyes is like himself, a dream and a phantom. The carriage in which they were traveling had turned from the high street into the road to the embankment.After a while, the eldest mother said again: "I will go to those shops by the river some other day. I heard that you can buy everything."

"Oh, I almost forgot." Lan Yue'er took out a red satin box from her bosom to the eldest mother, and said, "See if you like it." "What came from?" "It's a silk scarf, I bought it over there." She replied. The eldest mother opened the box and saw the delicately handcrafted silk scarf embroidered with birds. She knew it was not cheap at first glance. "Don't spend too much money." She looked at Lan Yue'er and said softly. "It doesn't cost money." Lan Yue'er replied softly.Her voice sank, the two of them seemed to have lost their topic, and only heard the sound of the carriage walking on the road.

Looking at Lan Yue'er's side, she found that she didn't understand her more and more. Since the terrible bleeding five years ago, she suddenly became very withdrawn and silent, and even kept a little distance from her deliberately. .It's not that she hasn't been angry, but Lan Yue'er is not her own child after all, what can she ask of her? Sometimes she felt that Lan Yue'er gave her so many expensive gifts not to express a feeling in her heart, on the contrary, to cover up that feeling and bury it. Every time I see Lan Yueer singing on the stage, the old love comes to my heart again.Perhaps, when people grow up, they are different from when they were children, and they have their own lonely universe.

Now, she spends almost all day immersed in the willow-colored manuscript.Sometimes she didn't leave the room for several days, trying to solve those sentences that looked like prescriptions and prophecies, sometimes she was tired and dozed off on the bed, Meng Menglong opened her eyes, thinking she saw his ghost. He came here five years ago. At that time, she had just sent the recovering Lan Yue'er back to the big dormitory.For several days, strange things happened.The day before, she obviously put the manuscripts on the bed, but the next day she found the stack of manuscripts on the chair.On the second night, she remembered that she put the manuscripts on the bed, and when she woke up the next day, she found that the stack of manuscripts was put on the chair again.Her shoes were clearly arranged in pairs, but on the second day, her left and right feet were turned upside down.One day she woke up to find a lock of red hair standing on end like a pig's tail.No matter how she washed and combed it, the pig's tail was still lying there funny.

One night, she mixed a bowl of soothing anthers in her room, thinking that the strange things in those few days were due to her restlessness.After she finished mixing the anthers and placed them by the bed, she turned her head and found that the bowl of white medicines had turned green and bubbles that looked like small flowers kept coming out.Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and said to a dark corner of the room: "Qingqing, is that you?" Suddenly, she smelled the smell of decaying flowers.That aura filled the entire room, and she saw a figure gradually becoming clear, covered in blue clothes, although thinner, but still imposing, it was a willow-colored ghost. "It really was you," she said. "Berry, I'm sorry, people will have this smell after death." He slowly raised his face and said. People don't grow old after death, she smiled slightly and sighed, "You look younger than me now." "You're not old either." Liu Seqing said. The swan ship often changed course, and he traveled a long way to find her.He wants to tell her that the girl she brought aboard is a vampire.But that undead force is too strong, he's just a faint ghost and can't speak directly. "How are you?" she asked him, with a concerned smile. He nodded, feeling sad, and wanted to tell her: "The road to the Netherworld is so lonely!" "I thought you had gone to the River Styx," she said. "Your hair," he replied.It was the lock of red hair she put on his body that made him reluctant. She thought he was talking about the pig's tail on her head. "You did it, didn't you?" She asked, not in a tone of reproach, but rather amused. "I'm reading your posthumous manuscript, all thanks to your blood tonic, do you remember? 'Only the fragrance of flowers remains the same'." She smiled at him. Seeing that the opportunity must be lost, he really wanted to remind her.Finally, he thought of a way.He grinned, showing his teeth, and opened his eyes wide, thinking that he looked terrifying in this way, and then pinched an invisible neck, making a motion of sucking blood on the neck. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Qingqing, what are you doing?" He repeated that action, and she actually asked, "Are you thirsty? Want to drink a big bowl of water?" He was so anxious that he thought of another way.He pretended to take a wooden stake and thrust it into his heart with a pained expression on his face. "I see," she said, "you want to apologize to me." He shook his head, thought for a while and nodded again, he always wanted her to forgive him, but now he didn't want to say these things, so he shook his head again. "You don't want to apologize?" she asked. He shook his head hastily. "Qingqing, why don't you speak up when you have something to say?" She asked, wondering why he hesitated after turning into a ghost. He looked at her helplessly, wanting so much to tell her that he couldn't. "I don't hate you," she told him. All these years, what she wanted to tell him was this sentence. He stared at her with a sad smile on his face.Before and after his death, he always loved her like that.But now he is only a ghost, unable to protect her.He blew a breath towards her slowly, the pig tail on her head spread out slightly, a fresh lilac flower gracefully turned a few somersaults in mid-air, landed on the back of her ear, dotted with her ageless face. She touched the flower on the back of her ear, and with a happy smile, she said to him, "Thank you." His ghost slowly disappeared, and she remembered that she didn't ask him a lot about the stack of manuscripts. But he never came back. Maybe the swan boat went too fast and too far, and a ghost couldn't catch up after all. So, one day, when Lan Yue'er said to her: "Let's stay in Lecheng from now on." She agreed, but she still lived on the swan boat, waiting for Liu Seqingqing to come back.