The orange-red setting sun hangs in the horizon and will not fall.

Gu Cheng walked on the road step by step in the afterglow of the sunset, neither fast nor slow. Xia Xiaoman used to think that this was a steady state, but now thinking about it, it may be because he lived too long and slowly developed the habit.

He can live forever, there is no need to rush for time.

"What does it feel like to live for a long time?" Xia Xiaoman suddenly asked, claiming that he was old, but he seemed to have never been old.

"Just that way, the people I know died one by one, and then watching their descendants grow up, generation after generation, are actually quite boring."

"Why don't you do something else? Be an... an official? Or go to some remote corner to be a king."

"How do you know I haven't done it?"

"...You've really done it?" Xia Xiaoman was a little surprised.

Gu Cheng shrugged, and Xia Xiaoman didn't know whether he was making a joke or something.

But looking back, it has been thousands of years since this guy has been alive. It is very likely that he will become an official when he is bored, and he will even be too big. Then he is exiled by the emperor or beheaded, and then he runs away...

Or maybe he didn't do it very much, so he stood in the wrong line, and then was left three thousand miles away in a daze.

Otherwise, it should be worth bragging, and it has reached the level recorded in history books. Now, just point to history: Look, that's me. It's probably a bit embarrassing that he didn't do this.

Xia Xiaoman thought, seeing that Gu Cheng was in a mediocre mood, he overturned his guess.

Sending others to be reincarnated is different from watching them die completely.

"Is it lonely?"

Hearing Xia Xiaoman's question, Gu Cheng turned his head to look at her, continued to walk forward a few steps before speaking: "Sometimes I can still see two old friends and reminisce about the past."

“That’s not bad.”

Xia Xiaoman responded for a moment, and half a step behind him. The two of them walked along the road towards the city.

Much like when she was alive before.

The night gradually enveloped. When it was completely dark and the street lights were on, Gu Cheng walked to the alley at the end of Nantang Road, pushed the door open and went home, then cleaned up the house, tidied up the textbook, and lay down to sleep.

The night is quiet.

Xia Xiaoman sat on the roof and looked at the night sky. The night sky is not as bright as before. She remembered that when she was alive, she could not only see the Big Dipper, but also the Milky Way. It is as written in the poem, and the plain light is like practicing the night autumn.

She would move a stool and enjoy the cool air with Gu Cheng and Uncle Chen in the yard. At that time, Gu Cheng was still called Wang Aimin.

It has been fifty years in the blink of an eye. Compared with Gu Cheng, her life span is really too short.

A few sounds came from the yard next door.

Seeing Chen Hua next door not sleeping for the middle of the night, he set up a small hot pot under the eaves. Xia Xiaoman stayed on the roof for a while and turned over.

Chen Hua felt very puzzled.

It was obviously cooked well just now, and I was always happy to eat. Now the heat in the pot always floats towards him, which is hot and stuffy.

I moved the stool and sat in a different direction. As soon as I took a bite, the heat turned again and continued to float towards him.

??

Chen Hua frowned, got up, went back to the house, moved an electric fan aside.

Now, I'll eat while using my phone to browse the video of the hot girl dancing.

Let's have two more white fucks, ah~

Xia Xiaoman stood beside him and curled his lips, turned around and went back to Chengwu to watch TV.

It was a time to sleep in on the weekend. Gu Cheng only got up twenty minutes later than usual and got out of bed, feeling relaxed inexplicably.

It turned out that no ghost came to make trouble, crawled in from outside or fell from the roof with a thud.

When Xia Xiaoman opened the door, he read his books in the living room. The books were very complicated. In addition to some materials accumulated by the teacher, there were many other messy others.

"It is beneficial to read more books." Gu Cheng said habitually.

"What's the use of reading books when you die?" Xia Xiaoman asked.

"At least... it won't be impossible to get other people's jokes."

"You can't read books just for this, do you?"

"Of course not."

After going to the bathroom to wash, Gu Cheng thought about it, changed his clothes and took his cell phone out, planning to find out if he met an old friend that day.

The sun is warm on weekends and there are quite a lot of people on the streets.

As soon as he walked across a street, Xia Xiaoman poked Gu Cheng's arm: "Look! There is a little devil who will save him."

Gu Cheng glanced over there, and a little boy was sitting at the gate picking his shoes. When he saw Gu Cheng looking here, he ran in, "I know him."

There was an old lady at the door, pushing the stroller and shaking it. When she saw Gu Cheng looking over, she smiled and said, "Teacher Gu, are you going out?"

"Yeah, just go around."

Gu Cheng looked into the door, then withdrew his gaze, and looked at the child in the stroller, and the doll was smiling at him.

Gu Cheng also laughed and teased her with his finger, "What's the name?"

"Shu Yi, Xiao Yi Yi Yi." Old Mrs. Wang held the bell in her hand and shook it a few times, then looked up at Gu Cheng and said, "Is it okay for my Shu Fan to be in school?"

"Teacher, learn anything quickly."

Gu Cheng and the old lady left after chatting for a few words, while Xia Xiaoman was still looking back frequently.

"That little devil is also your student?"

"No, it's just a wild ghost." Gu Cheng didn't explain much. He had seen the little ghost being chased by a dog before by someone's offerings.

Poor people who don’t want to leave always have various reasons to stay in this world.

After walking until noon, I didn't see the black shadows flashing that day. Gu Cheng was not discouraged. Although Baicheng was not big, it was quite difficult to find it like this.

Surprisingly, he saw the little girl he had met once before. The one who was stumbled and saved the dead soul in the middle of the night, crossing the road with a packed lunch box, still had a baseball cap and a ball was stuck in the back of his head.

Seeing a man looking at him, the little girl turned her head and then remembered, "It's you!"

"Well... I'm still wondering if I admit my mistake."

"Oh, this is my business card. I have to go back to the store quickly. If you have any questions, you can contact me. The business is on the business card."

The little girl stuffed a business card over, Gu Cheng hesitated for a while, and took it to his hands to take a look.

Zhou Xiaotian.

Contact number: 185xxx… (same number on WeChat)

The yellow business card is like a small advertisement, with a gossip printed on it, and the business introduction is written on the back.

Zhouyi estimates, layout of yang houses, resolving evil spirits, auspicious days of zodiac signs, store opening, company naming, and marriage of eight characters...

Gu Cheng laughed and just wanted to throw it away. Xia Xiaoman next to him raised his head to look at the sky with his hands behind his back and said, "You can't be so fucked by such a tender girl. If you think of her ancestors, you think she's tender."

"Um?"

Gu Cheng paused, "Why do I think you seem to know her?"

"I know her? I can't just know her by just a little bit."

Xia Xiaoman straightened his chest, walked a few steps to the side facing Gu Cheng's gaze, and blocked him, "You should go to have a meal, there is a lot of food on the street over there."
Chapter completed!