"I want to see her again."

Standing opposite Andaoyuan was a young man in his thirties and looked a little decadent.

His hairstyle is very messy and his beard is very sloppy, and he hasn't sorted it out for a long time.

Nishihara Shuji.

He is a section chief of a small company.

He sat on the stone bench in the yard of Hyacinth House with a letter in hand, and said to Andaoyuan with sadness: "I want to see my lover again. I am a human, she is a monster, a peach blossom monster. Doesn't it sound weird?"

"Not surprising."

Andaoyuan gently signaled that he didn't have to be so restrained, and then asked, "Where has your lover been?"

"Maybe he died. I don't know if I should use this word, sorry."

He said with heavy grief:

"This winter, her body became weaker and weaker, so I realized this, so I bought a lot of medicine for her. I think that when spring comes, she will be in better health."

"But this may be true. Spring is here, and I have seen the most beautiful dance in the world."

"She was wearing a light pink dress and dancing like beautiful pink peach petals whirling gently, finally falling on the earth."

"I'm too naive. That's the last time I saw her. I only know that human life is fragile, but I don't know that monster life is the same."

He finished this paragraph with a sob, without tears, but his eyes were already wet.

The silver-haired girl walked out of the house. She heard a story that was not so perfect, so she was not in a good mood. She ran to Andoyuan and asked Shiji Nishihara: "Has your lover also been captured by the old monk?"

"So he was taken away by the monk?"

This is the first time that Shiji Nishihara has heard of such a thing.

Of course, the next second, the silver-haired girl was stopped by Shiyin: "This is not a legend of the White Snake. Her lover is likely to have his life energy exhausted and withered."

Andaoyuan told the guest: "Let me introduce these two people are Xue and Shinya Shiyin, and are also members of Hyacinth House."

Xue is not too concerned about strangers' attitudes, but Shi Yin said politely:

"Hello, Mr. Nishihara, although you will soon forget all this when you come to Hyacinth."

"No wonder Tokyo has no legends about you."

Shishi Nishihara probably regarded them as gods living in seclusion in Tokyo, and he couldn't help but feel more respect in his words.

"So where did you learn about Hyacinth?"

"Is it the wind?"

Andaoyuan looked at the breeze floating in the courtyard and said to himself...

Miss Hyacinth.

It has not changed either.

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"What can you give?"

Andaoyuan asked the most critical question. He was not unable to empathize, but he was still rational.

Shikiji Nishihara took out a copper coin placed in his house: "I came to my house for this copper coin, but later, what happened later had nothing to do with it."

"This is also my only valuable thing. If I can see her again, I will give this copper coin to you."

Andaoyuan opened the Hyacinth tent, and the light blue pages surrounded him, illuminating the inspiration on the copper coins:

This is a device that holds time.

The value is unknown, but it is indeed acceptable as a result of the transaction.

Then he nodded: "Since that's the case, the deal is established, take me to your house."

Andaoyuan didn't say much. He didn't need to say or answer it. It was enough to just respond to the request from the visitor.

Nishihara Shuji's house is a rented cottage, with only two floors and not tall.

But when Shiyin Shinya, who was following Andoyuan, entered the house and saw the clean and spotless indoor environment. This gentle girl could think of a lot in an instant.

"Youxiang is a clean person. She cleans the house every day, even when she is sick, so, I think if she can come back, she probably won't want to see the messy environment. Sorry, I might be a little too self-talk."

There is a dead tree in the yard.

The wood texture, coupled with the narrative of Nishihara Sakura, naturally I can think of this as a peach tree.

Last year, today, people's faces and peach blossoms complement each other;

I don’t know where the human face goes? The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

For some reason, Andaoyuan thought of the poem "Inscription on the Nanzhuang of the Capital" written by Cui Hu.

He opened his account and the light blue sky covered the radius of a short distance. The dream reflected in the Silver River enveloped Shiji Nishihara and the dead tree trunk.

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(Thirty-five-year-old Syushi Nishihara seems to have returned to the time when he first met her.

Ten years ago, Taohua Yao Youxiang just entered a small company and was his new junior. Of course, this was what she did with spiritual techniques to deceive the president in order to get close to him.

"Senior Nishihara, can you teach me? I can't operate this machine."

The girl was wearing a light pink dress and smiled like a flower.

But at that time, Shuji Nishihara had not yet become the chief of the section chief, and was just a half-baked new employee. Besides, he had never talked to girls, so he refused very carefully:

"I'm sorry, neither do I."

And in my memory, Aoka said: "Then let's learn together. I will ask you next time I won't know."

later.

The two gradually became familiar with each other.

Nishihara is the stupidest, but he knew that some people in the company had bad intentions, so he helped Youka get a drink many times.

I've also been beaten many times.

But those who beat him ended up in a car accident and went to the hospital.

At first, Shuji Nishihara didn't know what happened, but later he realized that it was Youxiang's spiritual technique, so he just accepted it with a smile. He didn't know what the difference between humans and monsters was.

But he knew that human hearts have good and evil, and probably the same is true for demons.

The two got married six years ago.

It was a sunny and warm afternoon, and his parents were gray-haired, but they were extremely relieved.

And Youxiang had no relatives before.

Now she changed her surname to Nishihara, and she will have it in the future.

Two months ago.

Just like peach blossoms bloom as scheduled, spring comes on time, no matter how long winter is, spring always returns on time, just like the rotation of stars, no matter how nervous the night is, dawn will always come as scheduled, and when the warm dawn comes, fragrance leaves this world.

She died alone in front of the tombstone made of light pink petals, and left selfishly before she could say goodbye to him.

Meeting ten years ago, until today ten years later.)

Andaoyuan temporarily awakened the memory of Nishiyuan Youxiang.

Yuka opened her eyes, she smiled generously and knowingly, and called him softly: "I'm so fascinated by the sight."

Shuiji Nishihara turned his mind from thinking and saw the girl walking towards him. Her pink and white face was full of autumn waves, and her simple cloth clothes further highlighted the girl's innocence and spirit, just like a peach blossom in the spring breeze, standing gracefully.

She is still that beautiful.

It seems like time has not changed,
Chapter completed!