Chapter 38 second quarter

On the night when the snow fell in Lecheng, the people on the Swan boat rushed to the deck excitedly to see the snow. Beibei put a big wooden barrel there to catch the falling snow and used it to make ice wine.But Mengsan sat alone in the music room, his fingers fluttering on the lyre, playing sad songs.Lan Yue'er wrapped herself in a black fur-trimmed cloak, quietly walked down the embankment from the boat, and summoned the night wind to take her flying.She was covered with shiny snow and rushed to the red house on Fangxin Bridge. When she walked into the room, Yan Guxing was in the workshop, which surprised her.

"It's so late, how did you come here?" He asked in surprise. "I'll come by carriage." She lied. "That's strange, I didn't hear the carriage," said he. "It's snowing, come and see." She pulled him to the window, leaning her face to the window to look at the fluffy snow outside. It was the first time for the two of them to see the snow together, and it was also the first time they saw the snow in Lecheng. "Do you know that Lecheng was originally called Wuyou Township?" she asked him. He smiled and shook his head.

"This snow is not a mirage." Her voice sounded like a sigh of joy, and then she breathed on the frosted window, made a cloud shape, nuzzled his chin, and asked him, "What do you think?" Can you draw a more beautiful picture than this?" He didn't speak, and lightly breathed out a star on the window. Unconvinced, she breathed out a tree, but unexpectedly he breathed out a bird.She breathed out a flower, and he breathed out a frog vigorously.In the end, both of them were a little dizzy, he was because of breathing too much, and she was because of being intoxicated in this kind of happiness.

In order to make sure that Yan Guxing would not leave again, she took away his clown suit, oil paint, and large wooden box with the frayed sides and threw them away. "Now you can't go anywhere, it's good that you don't have a forget-me-not collar around you." She smiled and said to him. Her worry is groundless, Yan Guxing will never leave her, just afraid that she will leave with that swan boat, or finally fall in love with one of the infatuated fans. Lan Yue'er has a fan, a young, handsome and personable earl.For three years, no matter where the song and dance troupe went, the earl would listen to her singing, never harass her, and would just sit silently under the singing stage.

One day, the earl sent a black paper-cut of a human figure to Lan Yue'er, saying in the letter: "This is my shadow. In my hometown, a person's shadow is his soul." Lan Yueer and Yan Guxing painted the earl's shadow with beautiful colors and sent them back to the earl.Lan Yue'er wrote in the letter: "I can't accept your shadow." The sad earl sent a beautiful crystal bead not long after, and said in the letter: "This is my family heirloom, and people can see their future in it. Please accept it. In addition, thank you for your support. Colored my shadow and it looks much happier now."

Lan Yueer didn't dare to look at the crystal ball for fear of revealing her appearance as a vampire, but in the end she hid behind Yan Guxing and peeked out of curiosity. However, the future they saw in the crystal ball was actually the present, just like Zhao Like a mirror. "Impossible, don't we all grow old?" Yan Guxing said to her. They held the crystal ball and studied for a long time, but still couldn't understand. "Maybe it's fake, that earl just wanted to please you." Yan Guxing finally made a jealous judgment. The next day, they sent the crystal ball back to the count.Lan Yue'er wrote in the letter: "I can't accept your crystal ball. Regarding the shadow, you're welcome."

The count who lived in the old castle was very sad when he saw the crystal ball was sent back.From this dazzling ball, he saw a blue moon who would never fall in love with him. The count sent nothing more, and they forgot him, too.One snowy night on the Fangxin Bridge, Lan Yueer accompanied Yan Guxing to make a music box in the workshop.He hummed, and blue butterflies fluttered by the fire.Yan Guxing is like a dead clown magician, who believes that everything has a time, no matter how easy it is to sell, it cannot be sold forever, otherwise, the mystery will disappear.So, he put the new music in the Yang'er Music Box, all of which are the songs that Lan Yue'er sang. What remains unchanged is the rhyme of memories.

"One day," she said to him, smiling, "the whole world will remember." When he was cutting a piece of copper, he cut his finger, and the blood gushed out. Lan Yueer hurried over to suck the blood from the wound. The blue butterfly, which was hovering by the fire, immediately fluttered its wings when it smelled the blood. Coming over to suck the blood from that finger, Yan Guxing was startled.Lan Yueer drove them away with her hands.Ask Yan Guxing, "Does it still hurt?" He smiled at her and said, "I didn't expect you to suck blood, and you suck it so fast, you're really a vampire."

"You're the vampire," she said uneasily, looking at him deeply with chills down her spine.Just now when she saw his cut and bleeding, she only thought that he would hurt, but at this moment she suddenly suspected that she couldn't bear the temptation of blood, and her true nature was revealed, just like her accomplices of those blue butterflies. Yan Guxing's blood dripped to the ground in strings, she tore off the clean cloth to wrap his pale finger, and formed a butterfly.The blue butterfly touched the blood on the ground, but Yan Guxing didn't see it. "Be careful in the future." She told him.

"I did it on purpose." He held up that finger and said with a childish smile, "I like the bow you tied on it." She smiled and looked at him with infinite sweetness and love.He found that the blood on the ground was gone, thinking that the soles of her shoes had accidentally wiped the blood away.