Under Zhang Fu's arrangement, the Zhang family set up a mourning hall, and the whole house was in plain sight. However, the mourning period was not long, and the exquisite coffin was transported ten miles to the west of the city.

Zhang Ren also personally dug beside the graves of Sun Ping's family.

After Linglong was buried, Zhang Ren said to Zhang Fu and Fu Rang: "You all go back, I will stay with Linglong here."

They also knew that Zhang Ren was in a bad mood, so they could only nod and go back.

Zhang Ren sat in front of Linglong's grave and hummed softly:

The flowers are blooming, the plum trees are next to the small building, and the Book of Songs dreams come back to Guan Jiu.

The scholar holds a half-weeping willow tree and wanders around in a sleepy dream pavilion.

In the dream, we met under the plum tree in the garden. In the dream, I asserted how to paint late autumn. There is the tenderness you gave me under the Taihu stone.

Liniang woke up from her dream and was worried and wasting away. She prayed for burial until she was dying.

Three years after her daughter Mei'an was buried, Mengmei took the exam and went to Beijing to apply for the job.

The Peony Pavilion reminds me of your tenderness, and I will wait for you. The greetings given to me under the Taihu stone will stay with you.

Yingying wanders around and wanders with his soul, digs graves, opens coffins, and guards them, whether he knows or not.

After using up the brush, the spring and autumn are left behind, and the remaining flowers and moonlight leave all sentient beings in sorrow.

There are flowers and plants, people take pity on them, and they live and die according to people's wishes.

Always green, fat, red and thin...

After singing the song Peony Pavilion, Zhang Ren just sat quietly. In the Peony Pavilion, Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang finally turned into butterflies and stayed together, which was a perfect interpretation of love.

But in reality, how can a dead person turn into a butterfly? Everything is just a dream.

Zhang Ren had not slept since yesterday. Perhaps he was really tired and fell asleep without realizing it.

…

"Sir, thank you. I have nothing to repay, so how about I dance for you?" Liuli's voice was sweet, with a smile on her face.

Zhang Ren shook his head and said, "Don't call me Young Master."

Liuli covered her mouth and smiled softly, then asked: "What should I call it?"

Zhang Ren said: "Call me husband, or, according to the way of calling you in this era, you can call me husband. From now on, I will call you wife, and don't call yourself a slave, it sounds weird."

Liuli's face turned slightly red, but she still bowed happily and said, "Okay, then Liuli will dance a song for her husband, and my father will sing. The one just now is fine."

Zhang Ren nodded and began to sing the song "The Peony Pavilion" again. His singing voice was average, even a little broken in the high notes, but what he expressed was the purest emotion. As long as the song has emotion, it will definitely

Very pleasant to listen to.

Liuli smiled and danced gracefully, her limbs stretched out softly, and her body was like a lively flame, showing the passion and excitement of life.

The dance and the song are integrated very well, as if they were meant to be, and every step of Liuli's dance is based on the beat.

Zhang Ren finished with the last note, and Liuli just finished dancing the last step.

She walked up to Zhang Ren. I don't know whether it was because of dancing or because she was shy, but there was a flush on her face.

Zhang Ren looked at Liuli carefully like this. He was so in love that he lowered his head and kissed her.

This kiss seemed to be very long, lasting until the end of time, until the end of time, as if it spanned several epochs.

This kiss seemed to be very short, so short that there was no shortness of breath, and so short that the words were still lingering.

Liuli looked at Zhang Ren shyly, then buried her forehead on Zhang Ren's shoulder.

"Thank you!" Liuli said softly.

Zhang Ren hugged her tightly and stroked her hair, "Silly girl, why should you thank me properly?"

Liuli raised her head and broke away from Zhang Ren's arms. She slowly took a few steps back and gave Zhang Ren a bright smile. It was obviously a smile, but her eyes were filled with tears.

For some reason, Zhang Ren's heart ached at this moment. He held his chest tightly and tried to grab Liuli in front of him with his other hand, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead and they were completely out of control.

A feeling of sadness also began to well up, and Zhang Ren's eyes began to shed tears uncontrollably. The tears slid down his cheeks, fell to the ground in big drops, and then broke into countless tears.

Zhang Ren couldn't understand why he was sad, let alone why he was crying.

Liuli also couldn't hide her sadness. She said, "Remember how I look now. I think I look beautiful in my wedding dress. Can you keep my beauty in your heart? Thank you very much, but

, Liuli is leaving now."

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Zhang Ren asked anxiously.

Liuli had a look of reluctance, but could only shake her head towards Zhang Ren, "I don't know, maybe it's far away, maybe it's close. It's my first time to go there too."

Zhang Ren tried his best to stretch his hand forward, but still couldn't reach Liuli. He begged, "Please don't leave, okay?"

Liuli did not answer, but smiled hard at Zhang Ren, and then his figure gradually disappeared and turned into a little stream of light.

The stream of light circled around Zhang Ren several times, and finally turned into the shape of a butterfly in front of him. With its wings slightly fanned, it fell on Zhang Ren's lips. This was the last kiss and a farewell kiss.

Then the butterflies formed by the stream of light shattered bit by bit and turned into crystal dust.

Zhang Ren struggled sadly on the ground, but couldn't catch even a little bit. He shook his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: "No! No! No!"

Then, his pupils shrank, as if he remembered something in his mind, and the surrounding scenery shattered like glass.

…

Zhang Ren woke up with a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, which was caused by tears flowing into his mouth. In the dream, he forgot that Liuli was no longer there, but when he woke up from the dream, he remembered everything.

Is there a soul in this world? Zhang Ren really can't say now. Maybe the dream he just had was because he was thinking and dreaming every day. Maybe it was Liuli's soul coming to say his final farewell.

"Are you awake...are you awake?"

Zhang Ren wiped away his tears and looked around.

As expected, it was Yuan Bao who spoke, and he only knew this little stutterer.

Zhang Ren nodded towards him.

Yuan Bao pursed his lips and asked again: "Are you crying...crying?"

He did cry, whether in the dream or outside the dream, but Zhang Ren shook his head stubbornly, he didn't want anyone to know that he was crying.

"Why are you here? Is my whereabouts easy to find?" Zhang Ren tried to change the topic.

Yuan Bao nodded and said: "There are so many beggars in Aurous Hill...many of them have been favored by you...you. Some of them saw you carrying the coffin...the coffin came over. I was a little worried, so I came over to take a look...see

.I also heard that a lot of people died yesterday at Shochikukan. When they were discussing, I heard...I heard your name."

Zhang Ren habitually rubbed Yuan Bao's head. He didn't have many or few friends, but Zhang Ren was surprised that Yuan Bao could stay here.

Zhang Ren said: "I'm fine."

Yuan Bao nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "As long as it's okay... that's fine." Then, he looked at the grave beside Zhang Ren and asked, "Has... someone died in your family?"

Zhang Ren didn't say anything, but turned to look at Liuli's grave again and nodded lightly.

Yuan Bao pointed to Liuli's tombstone and asked, "What is written on it? I can't... illiterate."
Chapter completed!