At another end of the ancient town, Le Yao finally closed the script in her hand. She combed her hair, put on a mask that could hide herself, left the place she had just sat there, and walked in the tempting night with the crowd, stepping on the light and shadow, but she couldn't feel how her emotions existed. She had overdrawn her over the years of work. Sometimes she felt that finding a lifestyle that suits her was the most difficult thing in the world. In the end, she could only have the ability to treat pain as happiness in helplessness!

In this way, she walked the road that stretched along the river to the end. She didn't care about worldly stains at all. She just sat casually on a step by the river that was trampled by countless people, watching some leaves that had fallen before autumn floated on the river surface.

On the steps across the river, another woman sat down so casually, as if they were all fascinated by the casualness in the man's bones, so that she often ignored the false seriousness in the real world. When she wanted to sit down, she would not care about how many stains there were on the ground. When she wanted to stand up, she was not afraid of the invisible sky above her head.

In the gap between the ships, they met. Although they were surprised by each other, they did not think it was a coincidence. This encounter was more like a destined thing, but it was just a little delayed by a year.

Even when facing Jian Wei, Le Yao was still used to taking the initiative. She made a gesture and asked Jian Wei to wait. She bought two bottles of rice wine in Linhe's shop. Then she walked across a stone bridge and came to Jian Wei's side. The two of them met silently, but no one could break this silence, because they could penetrate what each other was thinking. But these thoughts were taboos in their lives that they could not be discussed. So the whole world seemed to have turned into abstract and messy lines shaking, and no one could touch the key points.

Finally, Le Yao raised the rice wine in Jian Wei and said, "Do you want some drink?"

Jian Wei nodded, Le Yao unscrewed the cap and handed it to her hand, and also unscrewed the other bottle herself. There was no cheers to the collision, only the two of them were feeling refreshed, and then their bodies became warm, and the valve of memory was also flushed open, picking out the vague memories and thinking about them over and over again.

They should be grateful that they are in a place that is hidden enough at this moment. Otherwise, the two women who are so beautiful and conspicuous, holding the wine bottle like a man would definitely be violated by countless gazes who want to find out. At that time, they might not have the mood to vent their own emotions by drinking.

Soon, they drank half a bottle of wine. Jian Wei spoke to Le Yao and asked, "Why are you here?"

"My new drama will take a few scenes here...Why are you here? Sometimes when you think of you, it feels like you have evaporated out of thin air from this world. I have never thought of seeing you again... Well, it should be said that everyone who knows you will not think about the chance to see you. If I remember correctly, we should have not met in almost two years!"

Jian Wei picked up the bottle and took a sip of the wine. She wanted to avoid Le Yao's question... She didn't have a legitimate reason to come to this ancient town like Le Yao.

Le Yao saw her emotions, and for her unwillingness to open her heart, she could only shrugged regretfully, picked up the bottle and took a sip, and then looked at the river water beneath her feet, which made people sway insecurely against the light.

Jian Wei finally changed the subject and asked, "How have you been doing in the past few years?"

"Me?" Le Yao was a little dazed and replied: "It's pretty good, I just like to pretend to die a few times when I was asleep!"

Jian Wei looked at her with some difficulty understanding, as if the woman in front of her always said some neurotic words, just like her personality.

Le Yao smiled "haha" and looked at Jian Wei and replied: "It's just that sometimes I have changed many lifestyles and I can't resolve the contradictions in life. This really makes people feel very frustrated!"

Jian Wei thought for a while and said with a sense of sympathy: "Same!"

After a simple exchange, they fell into a long silence again, and inevitably talked about the topic that trapped their first half of their lives. Le Yao said: "Last year, Zhaoyang and Mi Cai got married. The wedding was very low-key, and it was held in Xuzhou."

Although he had thought of such a scene countless times, Jian Wei still felt a thrill in her heart, and she forced herself to smile and replied, "Is that true?"

Le Yao nodded subconsciously and said, "I'm really curious, why did you break up with Zhaoyang at that time?...I saw him in pain for so long! At that time, I thought it was you who changed your heart, but now it doesn't seem like this. You have never given up on the man who is sometimes confused and sometimes persistent to make people feel a little outrageous!"

Jian Wei raised her head, her expression was dull for a long time before she replied in a low voice: "I did something wrong!"

"If you are willing to say it, no matter what you do wrong, he will forgive you."

"But I can't forgive myself..."

"You are really a woman who is more conflicted than us. Since you can't forgive yourself, you shouldn't return to China and make many things that should have been simple to develop so complicated!"

Jian Wei sighed softly and said for the first time in several years: "I am wrong!"

Le Yao raised the bottle, raised her head and drank the remaining wine, and replied in a lighter word than Jian Wei: "But I can understand you... because of your mood, I have experienced it countless times... I can't let go of these three words, torture it in our thoughts!"

Jian Wei shook her head and smiled bitterly. In fact, she saw through the essence of this matter. She was no longer as heart-wrenching as before, but regret was inevitable. So, just as Le Yao said, she could only pretend to die a few times while asleep. After waking up, she continued to face the burning pain after the boiling world in the trouble of still living!

It seemed as if a gust of wind blew from the farthest sky, blowing away some dust and hustle and bustle. The ancient town that was flooded late at night finally became quieter. The two women who met by chance and were connected together had been silent for a long time. In the same depression, they resolved it in different ways... and then at the moment of leaving, they continued to be trapped in the alleys of life with different paths and no exit!

The wind blew another scent of depression when the lights were about to go out, and also a river cleaning boat without black tents. It stopped beside Le Yao and Jian Wei. The two of them were surprised to think that the old man on the boat whose wrinkles seemed to be engraved on his face had something to say to him...

The old man really said to them: "Two girls, please let me tell me and let me pass it through for my wife."

Jian Wei and Le Yao subconsciously turned around. An old lady who looked a little sick was standing behind them. She was holding an old insulation box that was invisible to see. It turned out that she wanted to use these steps to get on the old man's boat.

Jian Wei and Le Yao each sided to give the old lady a space that could pass. The old lady was about to get on the boat, but the old man stopped him. He complained with concern: "Didn't you tell me not to deliver food to me?...There is heavy moisture by the river. You have just finished chemotherapy, how can you eat your body bones!"

"I will give you a day when I'm alive." The old lady said as she wanted to get on the old man's cleaning boat again.

The old man was reluctant to let her go up and asked her to leave the insulation box, and then urged her to leave quickly. The old woman nagged a few more words before leaving reluctantly... The old man looked at her back and complained again: "This old woman was stubborn when she was young, but she was still so stubborn when she was old!"

But when the old lady's back completely disappeared on the river bank, her eyes turned red, and she wiped away the tears that had been holding back for a long time with her rough hands. Thinking of it, he thought that the old lady kept delivering food to him, but just like the sunrise and sunset, her life will eventually be harvested, and the days when she can deliver food will always end, so living has become the biggest hope in the lives of the two old people...

Still alive?

Still alive!

Jian Wei and Le Yao seemed to see a kind of love, but silent. After comparison, they found that they were so luxurious. They understood that having a partner in their lives who could worry about being alive is the most precious and cherished... and love is just a small love after all, so it is always full of grievances, unwillingness, expectation, boredom, and never a fixed form...

Le Yao finally said to Jian Wei: "Haha, if Zhaoyang was the old man who was riding the boat, the corresponding old lady would only be Mi Cai, not us, right? Jian Wei!"

"Maybe..." After thinking about it, Jian Wei said again: "No, maybe, it must be... they should be like this!"

"So what we should cherish is the man who married you or is about to marry you, and all the nostalgia is just kind... just kindness!"

"Yes, how can we waste the luck that is still alive in luxury...!"
Chapter completed!