On the bank of Santu River, by the Naihe Bridge, a woman in red stopped at the bridgehead and looked at the silent river.
"Let's have some soup."
The woman heard the news and went away, only to see a woman with a peach-like face but as cold as winter, holding a bowl of soup and talking to her.
That woman is Po Meng.
The woman in red looked at the soup wrapped by her slender fingers, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Po Meng did not rush her. After a while, the woman raised her eyebrows and smiled: "No, I won't drink..."
Po Meng smiled and handed it to someone else.
The woman in red stood quietly at the end of the bridge, just looking at the water in the Santu River, day after day.
Po Meng asked: "Why don't you stay on the bridge?"
The woman turned around and replied, "I don't want him to suffer anymore."
The red dress is still enchanting, just like the Manzhushahua beside her.
Manzhu Shahua, the flower of the other shore, the flowers bloom on the other shore, the flowers fall in the Yellow Spring, the flowers are leafless, the leaves are green and the flowers are hidden, the flowers and leaves do not meet each other, they are inseparable...
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