A Mu Fei Ge sent me a letter telling me that she was going to change her name to Wu Nian and become a monk. I was so frightened that I dropped the willow branch in my mouth and almost fell off the camphor tree. I stole Hong, the daughter he had secretly hidden for the eldest daughter for 15 years, from the Zhenguo Palace overnight and rushed to the Broken Heart Valley to find A Mu.
Amu is my friend. We don't meet often, so we can't say how good she is. After all, she is her only friend. When we arrived at Broken Heart Valley, the miasma at the entrance of the valley was rare today. Amu was dressed in black and half-leaning on the stone tablet with the words Broken Heart Valley. Next to his hand, he saw two copper coins that were found in the market. She was half tipsy from the liquor she could buy, and under the moonlight, her usually deep eyes were filled with ripples. She was too thin, and her raised bones could be felt through her clothes. She didn't look like the murderous female devil rumored in the world at all, but more like a little girl who had been abandoned by someone.
When she knew I was coming, she didn't even raise her head and just drank by herself.
I laughed twice and kicked over the wine jar in A Mu's hand.
'When you become a monk or get married, of course you have to drink wine! '
She raised her head and laughed, took two mouthfuls of her daughter's red wine, half of it disappeared, and she said in a low voice in a hoarse voice: "Tomorrow there will be no more Amu in the world, and I don't know who to talk to. After thinking about it, apart from him, I know you." '
"You speak, I listen." I picked up the overturned wine jar and poured half a bottle in from A Mu, and sat down leaning on the tombstone.