Fantasy

Moonlight, like water, quietly and coldly sprinkled on the narrow street. The faint moonlight can't drive away the dark clouds hanging over the street all the year round. A black cat walks quietly in a dark corner, and its green eyes are shining with dense cold light. In the blink of an eye, the black cat jumped on a bunch of vines on the street wall and disappeared.

An old wooden sign fell from the vine, and it was written in red: Seventh Street.

In front of the window, the lights are faint orange like beans. In the diaphragm, a girl as black as ink stands quietly, with blue eyes, circulating the loneliness precipitated by years.

She is waiting. Waiting for a person, through the vast space and time, back to her side.

"Come on, come here, Christine."

The black cat jumped out of nowhere and threw itself into the girl's arms.

"I only have you."

The black cat purred and squinted at the girl as if to express comfort. The girl picked up the glass on the table and swallowed the bright red liquid in one gulp.

There was a slight noise outside the window, and the black cat squatted lazily, burying its head in the girl's arm, motionless.

"Christine, lead the way."

The black cat yawned, got up reluctantly, held his head high and walked gracefully outside.

Outside is a deep street with no end in sight. On the other side of the street, there is a world of fireworks, with fluttering figures stumbling; On this side of the street, there is endless hell, and picturesque girls are waiting for the arrival of prey.

The black cat raised its front paws, crossed the Seventh Street and entered the claustrophobic room.

The air was filled with the smell of agarwood, and the girl opened her blue eyes and stared straight at the bearer. This man is tall and thin, and his face reveals the beauty and elegance of a noble Jun Qing spirit. His eyes are as clear as black jade, with a faint touch of jade, which makes him look clear and transparent without a trace of dust. At this point, those eyes that should have been smart were not angry at all.

It's him! It's him! Except for his eyes and hair, he hasn't changed at all!

"Christine, he's coming! He really came! "

The black cat meowed, and the girl's face was still red with excitement: "You said, isn't he Ryder?" How is that possible? He is obviously ... "

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The whistle of the train gave a harsh roar, and Colin looked out of the window at the dark night sky, unable to say how he felt at the moment. After four years of wandering abroad, he finally wanted to return to his hometown and marry his fiancee Jinglan, who had been engaged since childhood. He should be overjoyed, but his mind can't stop thinking about the story that the wrinkled old woman told him the night before he left France.

What happened to her?

Did the fire burn her to death or took her to a new place and gave her a new life?

And he, what happened?

Is it dead?

Who knows? No one has seen them since the fire.

Opening an old sheepskin booklet given to him by the old woman, Colin saw rows of exquisite and beautiful French handwriting. He knows the meaning of every word above, but together, he doesn't understand the mystery and can't understand it. It says:

There is an old legend in France. There is a place called Seventh Street, where the owner is immortal and can satisfy the wishes of all those who go. But if a person's wish is to stay on Seventh Street, then he will become the new owner of Seventh Street, and the previous owner will not exist.

A gust of wind blew and opened the sheepskin booklet, and a piece of manuscript paper fell to the ground. Colin felt a sweet smile, bent down to pick up the letter paper and read it from beginning to end.

This is the last letter Jinglan wrote to him before returning to China. Just like when she was a child, she still called his brother Colin. A letter is often written, but it is just something like "the orchids at home are blooming again". He knew that four years had not changed her. She is still the little girl who simply likes to follow him, and the little girl in those days should be slim now.

I don't know what she looks like now During his four years abroad, he never received a photo of Jinglan. Everything was just his imagination.

Suddenly, the harsh brakes sounded, and the carriage oscillated and gradually stopped. In the dark night sky outside the window, there are a few dots of lights, and Colin can see the bustling crowd under the lights.

"Dad, Mom!" Colin soon found his parents in the crowd, waved and shouted through the window, stuffed the sheepskin book into the suitcase and got off the train with the crowd.

"Where is Jing Lan? Why didn't she come? " When he finally squeezed into his parents' side, Colin immediately raised questions in his mind. Jinglan can't miss this moment and reunite with him for the first time. Ke Jiasheng didn't answer, and his face was full of fatigue. Yi Tian took out his handkerchief, wiped a stain on Colin's forehead and said softly, "Are you willing to suffer so much from Jinglan after such a long journey?" I told jinglan not to come. Look at you in a hurry. You'll see her again one day. "

Colin was embarrassed by Yi Tian and bowed his head, his black eyes flashing with joy.

He still remembers that when he left, Jinglan wore a pink skirt and chased his carriage, crying very sadly. At that time, it was the season of falling flowers, and the petals fell on her body, with her tears falling into the green water under the bridge.

"Brother Colin, I will wait for you to come back, and I will wait for you all the time!"

This sentence is engraved in his heart and never forgets it.

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It's a long way home, full of expectations. Colin never thought that a day's journey would be so long. They changed boats and bumped all the way into the misty and rainy Jiangnan water town.

Walking on the familiar bluestone path on the dock, Colin silently read in his mind:

Jinglan, I'm back.

The misty rain in the sky poured down on the Hakka mansion with blue tiles and white walls, weaving a unique hazy and melancholy Jiangnan. Colin carried the suitcase and left Ke Jiasheng and Tian Yi behind all the way. Arriving at the door, he quickly handed the box to the servant waiting at the door and turned and ran.

He ran as fast as he could, as if to fly. Turning a curved bridge, he saw the house in his memory. The same blue tiles and white walls, the same misty rain infiltration, he smiled, and Jun Qing's face sparkled.

Jinglan, wait for him behind the door.

He reached out to knock on the heavy copper ring on the wooden door and clicked, but no one answered. He pushed the door gently, found the door unlocked, pushed it in, and the whole person froze.

A crumbling wall in the door, even the grass flooded the road he and she walked, leaving only a desolation. Colin backed away in disbelief until he leaned against the door frame and could hardly stand up.

What's going on here? Did the Jinglan family become like this just after returning from France by boat?

Someone passed by the door. Colin grabbed the last driftwood like a drowning man and squeezed the man's arm tightly. He asked, "What happened to this family? Where did their family go? "

This man seems to know the ins and outs of things very well. Hearing this, he sighed first, and then said, "Their family has a bad life. In troubled times these days, who cares? His young lady kindly saved a person, as if he were a warlord somewhere, which was very powerful. The man took a fancy to his young lady and wanted to marry her home. Who knows that her young lady has been betrothed to the Ke family? Warlords don't care about this at all. They just come to you, kill the young lady's parents and rob people. The warlord still wanted to kill Ke's family. When Miss wanted to stop it, he gave up. "

"When did this happen?" Colin became more and more desperate. Is this the passage of time? Before he could do anything, it was gone!

"For many years." The man frowned and tried to remember, "It should be almost four years."

Four years.

Just when he first arrived in France, something happened to Jinglan. Over the years, who has written to him, and the handwriting on the letter is obviously Jing Lan's! Did Jinglan secretly send those letters from the governor's office?

Colin is full of desolation and sadness. Just as when he came, he ran to Ke's house as fast as he could. He wants to find his parents and ask them clearly.

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Red silk flower hangs on the plaque of Hakka Mansion, and the stone lion in front of the door is also wrapped in red ribbon, beaming.

"Master, you're back. Great joy. " When the servant who was busy hanging red lanterns at the gate saw Colin, he quickly got down from the ladder and packed his luggage respectfully.

He was surprised that the door of the house had been decorated at this moment, but he was even more surprised that the servant said congratulations to him.

"Where does the joy come from!" He was inexplicably sad and angry.

"Master, you are going to marry a rich man. Three days later is an auspicious day. "

Colin glared at the servant, grabbed the red lantern in his hand and crushed it into powder. Frightened by his sudden attack, the servant shut up and stood aside without saying a word.

Yi Tian heard the sound outside the door and ran out. When he saw it, he laughed and scolded, "What a big man! How can you step on lanterns like this! "

Finally, he couldn't help being angry and shouted, "mom, how long are you going to keep this from me?" Jinglan is long gone. She was robbed by warlords. Who am I going to marry? I won't marry anyone except Jinglan! "

"joke! Since ancient times, it has been the life of parents and the words of matchmakers. Your father is the master. You have to marry whoever you want! " Yi Tian's eyes are indescribable indifference, like a knife, cut in Colin's heart.

"Jinglan is the wife you set for me since I was a child." His voice is deep and gloomy, but it has irrefutable power.

"She is already someone else's wife, you can't marry forever!" Yi Tian dropped this sentence and ordered the servant to put Colin in the room and lock him in the room.

"No one is allowed to let him out without my order."

In his room, he heard his mother's solemn orders. Looking up from the window, he couldn't see the cold way she spoke, only a bunch of orchids in bud in the yard, swaying and rustling.

If life is like the first time.

He saw two figures covered in mud beside the orchid, leaning their heads against each other, digging a hole seriously and solemnly putting down a piece of green grass.

It must have been when I was sixteen. One evening, after reading a book about orchids, he smiled and said to Jinglan, "Jinglan, let's find an orchid to plant in the yard."

"Yes, brother Colin." She clapped her hands and replied excitedly, "I have a lot of orchids at home." Let's go find the most beautiful one. "

"Don't! Those orchids were planted by others, not our orchids. " With some stubbornness, he pulled her out of the yard. "Let's go to the mountain to find an orchid that belongs only to us." She didn't refute, but she was led by him in the afterglow of the sunset.

That night, like wild monkeys, they ran around the low mountains looking for wild orchids. Occasionally, a strange cry sounded, and she screamed with fear. He took her into his arms like a strong man and said softly, "I'm not afraid, I'm here."

At dawn, they finally found a wild orchid, but there was no clean place on them. They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Laughter travels far and wide.

But now, it's over. He can't find that laugh anymore, and he can't go back to anything.

Only the orchids outside the window are bright every year, and I don't understand the sadness of separation between people.

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At night, Colin still looks at orchids. He can't see the appearance and color of orchids clearly, but in the moonlight, orchids are crystal clear and beautiful, which is amazing. He tried hard to recall, trying to outline what Jinglan looked like now, but it was still a mess after all, and even she couldn't remember what she looked like four years ago.

In a trance, he overlapped Jing Lan and orchids. No matter what she looks like, she must be as beautiful as a flower.

There is some movement outside the door. After a small noise, the locked door was opened and someone came in by moonlight.

She is so beautiful, like an orchid in the yard, shining brightly in the moonlight.

"Jinglan?" He tried to whisper.

"Brother Colin" she closed the door and whispered, but stood still.

He stepped forward and held her hand, suddenly remembering that she shouldn't be here at the moment, and his hand froze in the air.

She seemed to see his doubts and smiled lightly: "I have been at Ke's house. The warlord took me away, but I escaped. I was afraid that he would know the news, so I let my uncle and aunt keep it from me and never go out. Up to now, many servants at home don't know that I am here. "

"Is this true?" He couldn't believe what he heard. I thought he had lost her forever and didn't want to look back.

"hmm." She nodded, still in place.

Colin held her hand tightly, held her in his arms and murmured, "Jinglan, I will never leave you again in my life."

He felt her trembling in his arms and moaning in a low voice.

"So, the person I'm going to marry in three days is you?" He suddenly let her go and looked at her eagerly. "Tell me, Jinglan, is that you?"

She nodded shyly, and a deep red rose on her white face: "In order not to be known, my uncle and aunt lied that I was a distant relative of Ke's family. After we get married, we will go to Shanghai, where no one will know me. "

He hugged her again and turned around happily. Immediately, he released her and sincerely apologized: "Jinglan, although you didn't say anything, I know how much you have suffered." Sorry. "

His great sadness was only a moment from day to night, and her waiting for so many years and her fear and helplessness in the face of warlords made him feel guilty.

Jinglan gently covered Colin's mouth with her hand: "Brother Colin, I am not bitter. I said I would wait for you to come back, and I will do it. I'm glad to see you back. "

He grabbed her hand, put it on his chest, leaned down slowly and kissed her beautiful lips like flowers.

The faint fragrance gradually dissipated, and he couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance of orchids or her sweetness. A burst of happiness completely overwhelmed him.

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"Meow!" The black cat jumped into the air and gently drew a blood mark on the girl's arm. The girl suffered, let go of the finger that touched the visitor's eyebrows and scolded the black cat: "Christine, be quiet!" " "

The black cat grabbed the ground with its claws, and its cry became louder and louder, and finally it became shrill. The girl turned a deaf ear, turned the ring of the little finger of her left hand and the black cat disappeared out of thin air.

"I wonder what happened to Ryder." The girl's fingers lit up the eyebrows again and continued to cast spells.

Yes, she must know! In front of this person who looks like Ryder, is there any memory of Ryder?

The picture quickly regressed, Colin and Jinglan became smaller and smaller, and soon they melted into the darkness. In the process of change, three pictures emerge clearly.

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Exquisite laughter from far to near, a black girl ran in front of a beautiful castle, followed by a man with blue eyes like the sea.

"Your Highness Lilith, your wife asked you to go to the front desk, and Count Demora came to visit you specially."

"I'm not going, Ryder." Lily suddenly stopped and stared at Ryder for a while. "Do you want me to go? Do you want me to know another man? "

Ryder was so embarrassed that he could only lower his head. What does it matter whether he wants to or not? None of this is up to him. He is just a humble tutor, and there is no room for speech at all.

"I know you don't want to." Lilith holds Ryder's hand.

"Put me in a place where the sun is green, or in the ice where the sun can't melt ... even if I am outstanding or humble, the days are short and the nights are long ... even in hell, heaven or earth ... disease, health, misfortune and peace. My heart belongs; Only long-term thinking, although the opportunity is slim, is full of contentment. "

"Whose poem is this?"

"Peterak, the loyalty of love."

"Yes, Ryder. Don't forget, this is the poem you taught me. "

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The flames were blazing, scorching Lilith. She was firmly tied to the cross and could not move.

Overnight, she changed from a noble princess to an evil witch. Her parents couldn't save her and told her that it was his Ryder who reported her to the church as a witch.

She doesn't believe a word.

The flame burned her body, and she began to read Loyalty of Love, and the voice went from low to high, over and over again, until the flame completely swallowed her up.

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A dark cell, full of sticky blood. Ryder hung in mid-air and the whip rained down on him. These people-the sanctimonious Demora-will frame her as a witch because her proposal is rejected. They let him report it himself, because they didn't know which servant had heard that she had a crush on him.

They want her to experience the pain of being betrayed by her beloved before she dies. However, they didn't expect that he would rather endure endless torture than say a word of betrayal.

He was hung up and smoked for three days and nights, and he was so weak.

"My heart belongs to ..."

These were his last words before he died.

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The girl's hands, which were pointed at the eyebrows of the visitor, trembled violently, and finally she couldn't hold on and fell down. After so many years of waiting, staying here and doing the dirtiest deal, she saw him again.

This is Ryder.

The girl turned the ring of the little finger of her left hand, and the eyes of the bearer suddenly came alive. He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on the girl: "Can you help me realize a wish?"

"yes." The girl laughs like a flower. "As you can see in the sheepskin book, nothing is impossible on Seventh Street."

He will ask to stay. The girl is convinced that she can't guess wrong. He will stay with her and become the owner of Seventh Street. Eternal life, dependence, together.

"I want Jing Lan back."

The girl's smile solidified on her lips, and the pain flowed deep in her eyes. Even if he was unconscious, he should have seen the picture that just flashed. But he ...

"Look at me and see who I am!" The girl growled almost word for word.

He stared at her for a long time. Silence and anxiety.

She looked into his eyes and reflected her face. Some are distorted, and more are expectations. He should remember her!

The next moment, however, what he said shattered all her hopes.

"I don't think I know you." His tone is a little impatient. "I'm here to get Jing Lan back. If you can't or don't want to, you don't have to waste time. "

Jinglan Jinglan! He only cares about one Jing Lan. In this life, he only remembers Jinglan.

So, past lives don't count? Once beautiful, once sweet, those pains and tortures, all vanished.

He doesn't remember, only she remembers.

In the long years, she was the only one who read and thought. All the joys and sorrows belong to her.

The girl's clear eyes shed two lines of tears.

The black cat appeared in time and growled and rubbed the girl's foot, as if to say, I told you, he is not Ryder. The girl leaned down and picked up the black cat and whispered, "What should I do, Christine?" The black cat turned over lazily in the girl's hand and turned his head to one side with disdain.

"Christine, do you refuse to answer?" The girl's tone is very sad. "Because the answer is simple, he came to Seventh Street to make a deal. No matter what he is, I should meet his requirements. "

"What is your wish? Go ahead. " The girl dried her tears and said without emotion. She wants to give herself another chance.

The bearer looked sad and repeated, "I want Jing Lan back."

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The married life of Colin and Jinglan is woven by countless laughter and happiness. They moved to Shanghai as planned. He got a job in a foreign company and went to work on time every day. She stayed at home and kept their home in good order.

Every rest day, he will take her to the suburbs and ride a confident car. She would sit in the back seat and lean her head gently on his back. She said: "I really hope that such a day will never change." He laughed at her stupidity: "Of course not, we will be together for life, Jinglan."

But slowly, she became reluctant to go out and locked herself in her room all day. Finally, one day, he came back from work and searched every corner of the house, but he couldn't find her.

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"She is a ghost!" The girl said solemnity.

The bearer suddenly said, "I know. When we got married, the photos we took were hidden by Jing Lan. She said she didn't want me to see it now, and she would take it out when we were old. But then I happened to see it. In that photo, it's just me, not Jinglan. Only then did I understand why Jinglan never sent me a photo after four years abroad. Her image is impossible to stay, because she died and was robbed by that warlord and died. "

"You're not afraid at all?" The young girl seems to be laughing,

"Why are you afraid? She is Jinglan. " Bearer Shu Shuran laughed. "She came back dead in order to fulfill her promise, and her soul was still there. Are you afraid of your lover? "

The girl was angry and raised her head proudly. "I have no lover." She was framed as a witch, and when she was burned to death, she made a deal with the real witch with her soul and came to Seventh Street just to wait for today's result? She is all wet. How can you expect him to be as unforgettable as she is? What about the photos he saw? Perhaps, for him, they are just meaningless stories of others.

"You hurt her." The girl smiled leisurely. "She is a ghost, so she can't contact people. When you touch her, you weaken her strength. Now that she is weak, you won't see her.

"That's why I came to Seventh Street, thinking about Jinglan ..." People whispered.

The girl's eyes shot cold light and interrupted him: "Forget it, you can't afford it. One life can only be exchanged for one life. If she is really alive, you will die immediately. You are divided equally between yin and yang. If you want to be together, she can only be a ghost. You traded your life for her time as a ghost. She can stay as long as you can. "

"I want Lan back to be a living person, not a ghost."

The girl looked at the visitor in surprise and couldn't say a complete sentence: "You-"

"This is my choice, and I will not regret it." The visitor smiled calmly and his eyes shone brilliantly. If he complains, "I hope you can help me erase my parents and Jing Lan's memory of me. I shouldn't be in their world. "

"Well, as you wish." The girl's heart is bleeding.

He loves her so much!

He is willing to die for her and doesn't even ask her to remember him!

He is no longer her Ryder.

In this life, another woman sacrificed his life.

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"You say, you don't have a lover. You are lying. You are waiting for him. He just hasn't come yet. You must believe that one day, he will come. "

The girl repeated the last words the bearer said before she died.

She can still vaguely feel that he is saying this sentence, and her eyes are fixed on her. Gentle and fiery, like a stream of spring water, lingering in the branches of weeping willows, reluctant to part.

"Christine, what does he mean?" The girl stroked the head of the napping black cat and asked some questions.

The black cat let out a cry of discontent and vaguely thought that only a fool would say it! It knows that he saw his past life and remembers everything, just pretending not to know. There are so many owners on Seventh Street that it is most satisfied with the current owners. I'm really afraid that he will ask to stay. The old sheepskin book says that there will only be one owner on the seventh street. If he stays, the present owner will disappear immediately and he will become the new owner. Who has the patience to look at a same-sex face every day for thousands of years? Fortunately, he didn't say that he wanted to stay. ...

The black cat snorted, found the most comfortable position on the girl's leg and fell asleep again.

What does he know!

The girl suddenly jumped up and scared the black cat sleeping on her lap to the ground.

But what's that?

Perhaps, only when he comes back next time can she find the answer from his memory.

I just don't know how long she will wait.

She knows that no matter how long it takes, she will wait.

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Outside the window, the moonlight is cold. Old're brand under the entanglement of vines, vaguely reflect the dim light, light, three red words "seventh street" circulating.

Fine footsteps sounded again.

The energetic black cat, without waiting for the girl to make a sound, has gone out with elegant steps to meet the next prey.

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