Chapter 1239

Zhu feibai returns to Qingqiao with the ashes of Wei Ke.

People say that although he doesn't care much about it, after digging out Wei Ke's ashes, Zhu feibai doesn't know where to take him.

Zhu feibai's relatives have died long ago. He has no attachment to his so-called hometown. He takes Wei Ke back to Qingqiao with his thoughts.

Qingqiao is a good place. It's a small bridge with flowing water and white walls. It's full of green. The old man at the bow of the boat slowly shakes the boat and sings fishing songs. Everything is quiet, with a breath of vitality that I wish feibai hadn't seen for a long time.

Zhu Fei got off the boat in vain and paid for it. At this time, a lively little girl on the shore saw him holding a small box and asked curiously, "uncle, what is this?"

Zhu Fei white smile, said: "is an old friend of mine."

The little girl was very surprised: "is there a man in it? How can a man fit into a box? "

Zhu feibai was silent for a while and said with a smile, "yes."

As long as you die and turn into a handful of ashes, no matter how small the box is, you can hold it.

Qingqiao at this time a little rain, so everywhere put up the oil paper umbrella, Zhu feibai did not umbrella, walking on the bluestone Road, the shore of the willow swagger, dancing with the wind, like a lover when leaving to keep the girl.

Zhu feibai walked quietly on the road, suddenly the rain on his head was blocked, Zhu feibai's pupil shrank, almost subconsciously turned back and grasped the man's wrist——

He saw a pretty, flushed face.

It was a girl, wearing a skirt, holding an umbrella, blushing, muttering: "you... I... I just see you get wet by the rain, want to give you an umbrella."

Zhu feibai slowly released his hand, and suddenly laughed at himself.

What was he thinking.

The man who held an umbrella for him after meeting himself on a rainy day was dead. He forced to save him once regardless of the samsara of heaven, but he couldn't save him again.

The girl didn't understand why he was smiling, and her face turned even more red: "I'm sorry... Did you scare me?"

"No I wish it was not Bai Wenhe.

In fact, most of the time, he is a gentle person.

He stepped back from the umbrella and said, "thank you, but I don't need it. Goodbye."

Then he went forward without looking back.

The temperature on the girl's face dropped slowly.

She just don't know why, suddenly bewildered, to this strange man block the rain.

Maybe it's because his back looks so lonely.

Like sinking into the abyss of despair, no matter what, can't climb back to the world.

Zhu feibai continues to walk along Qingshi road.

Wei Ke mentioned Qingqiao to him, saying that it was a picturesque place, very beautiful.

He didn't remember where he came from, but he certainly wasn't from Qingqiao. Otherwise, as a little beggar, he couldn't wander all the way from Qingqiao to the capital.

But he likes this place.

Zhu feibai didn't understand whether Wei Ke liked this place because he had a sense of belonging or because Wei Yu liked it.

Qingqiao, the hometown of Wei Yu, is her hometown.

In Wei Ke's description, walking along the Qingshiban Road, you can see a narrow alley where there will be an old man selling sugar gourd.

Their sugar gourd is delicious.

But Zhu feibai searched all the way, and the alley was empty.

Even those who sold sugar gourd left after all.