The five declines of heaven and man...

These four words suddenly came to mind, and Jiang Xinyou felt her heart tightening. She lowered her eyes slightly and approached Ye Yue's chest. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, she could no longer tell who the tears on her cheeks were from...

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The dark night sky was surrounded by thin mist, and the dim moonlight shrouded the mountains and forests, leaving a pale halo that eerily illuminated the bluestone paths of the ancient town.

There is something indescribably beautiful about Daoxiang Town in winter. The green tile roofs are covered with a light layer of white snow, as if coated with a layer of silver gray. Between the neat tiles, brown weeds of varying heights grow, growing in the cold weather.

Swaying slightly in the wind.

Looking along the bluestone road, red lanterns are hung outside every house. They were originally lit with candles. In order to prevent fires, in recent years they have been replaced by electric light bulbs. It still looks very festive.

However, in the streets of such a peaceful ancient town, there is nothing except the red lanterns hanging high.

Looking around, they saw a cold, cold place with a sense of death, which made Jiang Xinyou and Ye Yue's scalps tingle when they stepped into this place for the first time.

"Liu Su told me that the death of your parents was related to Daoxiang Town." Stepping into the stone archway of the ancient town, Yeyue leaned over and put Jiang Xinyou down, frowning and asking in a low voice, "Have you ever been here?"

Jiang Xinyou slowly shook her head: "My sister and I were both born in C City. Our parents have never taken us back to our hometown, and they rarely mentioned anything about Daoxiang Town. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten them.

We met here..."

Speaking of which, that was a thing of the past.

Jiang Xinyou's father was born in Daoxiang Town and did not leave his hometown until he went to college. One year he went home to celebrate the New Year. It was also in winter that he happened to meet his mother who was visiting Daoxiang Town.

She loved music, and later she often exchanged letters. Speaking of which, Jiang Xinyou’s family still has those letters, which are considered good memories of her parents back then...

but……

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but her eyes lit up. She turned to Ye Yue with red circles and asked curiously: "Who is Liu Su?"

"My friend, your old lover."

Yeyue said cleanly, her purple eyes were cold, but there was no trace of jealousy. This surprised Jiang Xiyou: "How long has it been since this happened? Can you please stop making such jokes?"

As she spoke, she moved a few steps, carefully pulling on Yeyue's sleeves, staring at the dark bluestone with a pair of red eyes, looking very aggrieved.

Yeyue couldn't help but smile, her narrow eyes gradually became filled with affection, and she rubbed her long hair: "I'm not kidding you."

He took a step forward with his long legs, holding Jiang Xinyou tightly and walking towards the depths of the ancient town.

It was so quiet here that the breathing of both of them could be heard clearly, which was really unusual.

Although Jiang Xinyou has never been here, and has never heard more about Daoxiang Town from her parents, Daoxiang Town is an ancient town that still retains ancient folk customs, and is surrounded by antique buildings and traditional food.

Attracting the patronage of tourists, Daoxiang Town is now well-known as a holiday resort. No matter what the season is, Daoxiang Town is full of tourists, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Chapter completed!