The thing that the demon catcher Shu Yu regrets most in his life is not that he went up to Beiman Mountain alone, but that before that, he saw a hydrangea falling from the sky.
No, she didn't answer it. It was the prince with a troubled face who was standing in the teahouse who picked it up. She just saved a bride and tied the guy back to the ruined temple to wash his clothes for almost half a month. She thought this ridiculous thing was over - the prince returned to his east palace to engage in political intrigues, and she returned to her west temple to catch monsters. They didn't owe each other anything.
But that Your Highness, who is as gentle as jade and harmless to humans and animals, is like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off. She went into the palace to catch the demon, and he hid behind the rockery to peek. She went back to the temple and lay down, and he chased after her carrying eight roast chickens. She asked him what he came for, and he said to burn incense. There is not even a Bodhisattva in the ruined temple, so where can I buy incense?
He said that the prince was out of the palace this time to survey the public sentiment and had not arranged a place to stay.
He said, I just saw that you were washing too slowly.
He said he would bring two next time.
He said everything except that sentence - you stay.
Shu Yu waited for him for three years. Waiting until there was a big hole in the roof of the west temple, waiting until the leaves of the locust tree turned yellow and green again, waiting until the words "Xiao Xueyan, you are too slow" she recorded in the sound transmission stone were finally heard by him.
But she can never come back.
(Note: This article is a short story and has been completed.)
Purpose: The purpose of this novel is:
Some things cannot be said too late, and some people cannot wait too long. The most fearful thing between people is not the separation of life and death, but the choice to wait until they can tell each other.
