"I have been living in the town for five years. She has never come to see me, and I have never come to see her, because we all know that she is someone else's wife after all.
In the past five years, I have only been able to look at her from a distance when she sent her son to private school, and I thought that was enough, and I was very content."
Duanmuqing and I looked at each other. Duanmuqing looked casual at first, but now he was a bit more serious.
Because he and I both know that this man has true love for women, the kind of love that goes to the bone, not that vulgar possessiveness.
This kind of love is hard to see nowadays, and in the eyes of many people, a man is a fool, but I think he is worthy of admiration.
A man who can truly be obsessed with love and finally fall in love is worthy of respect no matter what.
Moreover, he had been with the woman in that town for five years, and the two of them had not done anything extraordinary, which was enough to prove that their love was truly pure love.
People nowadays always say that there is no longer pure love in the world. This is actually a very ridiculous thing. It is not that love cannot be pure anymore, but because people are no longer pure.
Because people have many pursuits and many things that can affect their mood, love is so impure.
At least the love between them is pure.
"I thought I could spend the rest of my life with her like this, but it didn't last long.
That year, bandits came to rob her. Her man died and her child was killed. I tried my best to rescue her, but unfortunately, she went crazy from then on."
When the man said this, he sighed quietly.
I was a little surprised when I heard this. For a woman, her husband and her child died. This blow was really too big for her.
"I took her back to her hometown. My hometown was also robbed by bandits. Her father and family were killed by the bandits. The whole village fled. Only her and I built a shelter under the ginkgo tree.
Live in thatched cottage."
I breathed a sigh of relief. The experiences of men and women are really easy to move and sympathize with.
In that era, a woman could not disobey her father's order and marry a man she did not like. This was already miserable enough, but later her husband and son were killed by bandits.
And this man has been working hard to protect his beloved woman and never leave her no matter what happens. This kind of love is really admirable.
"Although she has become a little crazy since then, she still vaguely remembers me. What she likes to drink the most is tea made from the osmanthus in the temple, so whenever the osmanthus blooms, I will make her a cup of osmanthus.
Tea."
"She lost her family, and I was the only one by her side. We got married under the ginkgo tree on September 9th of that year. From that day on, she finally became my wife."
"A year later, the bandits from the mountain came down to rob her again. I carried her and ran to the temple on the mountain, but she was hit by an arrow and was about to die.
I hugged her and felt helpless like never before. I didn't understand why God did this to her and made her suffer so much. I would rather suffer than myself.
Watching her die in my arms, at that moment, I felt like my whole world was falling apart."
Hearing this, Duanmuqing and I couldn't help but let out a long sigh. This is really a sad and beautiful story, even a little miserable.
This man and the woman named Jiuer have been in love all their lives, but the final result is like this, which is really sad.
But I don't understand why the woman stayed in the underworld after she died and should have gone to the underworld, until today.
"When she died, I saw the evil in the underworld." The man said and glanced at us.
"I beg Yincha to wait for me and let him take away our souls together. We will go to the underworld together and be reincarnated together. I want to be husband and wife with her in the next life and never be separated."
The man sighed when he said this, and then said: "But the sinister said that she was too frightened back then and lost her soul. Her soul is incomplete and cannot enter the underworld. He came here just to take away her remaining soul.
, just for refining.
I knelt down in front of that sinister man, told him our story, and begged him not to take away Jiu'er's soul, but that she must be reincarnated."
Hearing this, I nodded. He was right. A ghost with an incomplete soul cannot be reincarnated. Even if it enters the underworld, it will eventually become food for other ghosts in the underworld.
That woman was so stimulated back then that it was not impossible for her to lose her life.
"I asked the underworld man if there was any way to reincarnate Jiu'er. He said there was only one way, and that was for me to die. He would take one of my souls to make up Jiu'er's soul, so that she could go to the underworld and be reincarnated.
Already."
The man smiled miserably when he said this, and then continued: "When I heard that bad guy say that, I jumped down the well without hesitation. After I died, the bad guy took out my soul and completed it.
Jiuer’s soul.”
"Jiu'er didn't know what I did. She cried and said she wanted to go to the underworld with me. I lied to her and said that there were still some things to deal with in the earthly world and asked her to go down first. I would come to her soon.
Jiu'er said that when we got to the underworld, he was afraid that we would forget our agreement, so he pointed at this sweet-scented osmanthus tree and said that no matter who reincarnates first, they must reunite under this sweet-scented osmanthus tree after reincarnation."
"She was very serious about what she said, but what she didn't know was that after entering the underworld and drinking Meng Po soup, she no longer had the memory of the previous life. Moreover, I had lost one soul and could never enter the underworld again."
The man said this, looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and shook his head gently.
"Jiu'er has a piece of my soul in her body, and she still remembers the agreement we made back then. She chose to live at the foot of the mountain in both lives. It's a pity that she can no longer remember me."
The man's voice was faint, and finally turned into a deep sigh.
After listening to the man's story, I couldn't help but take out a cigarette from my pocket, light it up, and took a heavy puff.
To be honest, I really admire this man. For the woman he loves, he paid so much while he was alive, and even after death, he gave up his resources, just so that the woman he loved could be reincarnated as a human being.
