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The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

One day, the sky suddenly changed its face, there were a lot of dark clouds, thunder rumbled, and then heavy rain roared.

On this rainy night, a young man named Li Yifeng, who happened to pass by the temple because he was in a hurry, hurriedly hid in to avoid the rain.

The temple door squeaked, as if he was telling some old story, Li Yifeng shook the rain on his body, and he was quite happy in his heart.

The temple was dark, and I could barely see anything by the light that came through the cracks in the roof.

He looked around, and the statue was full of ashes, the incense was gone, and a broken futon in the middle was particularly conspicuous.

He was about to sit down and rest for a while, when suddenly, the sound of footsteps was soft, but a little cold.

Li Yifeng's heart tightened, and when he looked back, good guy, a woman wearing red clothes and a red hijab on her head slowly walked into the temple.

This woman, with such a good figure, looks like she came out of a painting, but it is strange that she is barefoot, leaving a string of wet footprints on this cold stone floor. "Girl, on this rainy day, you also came to hide from the rain?" Li Yifeng asked tentatively, thinking in his heart, this dress in this barren mountains and mountains is really rare.

The woman didn't reply directly, just nodded slightly, and then walked to the corner of the temple, as if she was not interested in the things around her.

That night, the atmosphere was tense like something, Li Yifeng glanced at the girl's feet, hey, not a drop of rain was touched, this thing is really evil!

The rain was raging, she walked barefoot, she was stunned that she was not wet, this thing, people can't do it.

Li Yifeng's heart tightened, his hand shook, and he pulled out the knife on his waist, and the knife flashed, not at the girl, but with a "click", and slashed on the ground.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

The stone slab cracked with a "bang", dust flew everywhere, and the temple was in a mess. "You wicked, show me your original form!" Li Yifeng roared loudly, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at the girl, for fear of missing something.

But who would have thought that the girl was not afraid at all, and slowly lifted the red hijab.

Li Yifeng was stunned for a moment, the girl in front of him was really handsome, but her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul.

"Don't be afraid, childe, I'm not a demon, I'm just an endless wisp of soul in this temple." The girl's voice sounded soft and sad, as if it had drifted from far away, telling an old story.

It turned out that this girl was an infatuated woman when she was alive, and she waited for her lover who traveled far away, but she waited in this temple for the first time, and finally died of illness.

After her death, her soul couldn't leave because she was too obsessed, so she turned into this girl in red, wandering around this broken temple every day.

"I walk barefoot because I don't have the ability to walk in the world for a long time; I wore a red hijab on my head because I was still waiting for the bridegroom, who would never return. The girl's words were full of sadness and helplessness.

Li Yifeng listened to it, and had mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't expect that behind this, there was such a poignant love story.

He put away the knife, stepped forward, and whispered, "Girl, let go of your obsession so that you can go to Elysium."

I'll give you a hand. ”

That night, Li Yifeng used a compassionate heart to exceed, the girl in red.

He recited the scriptures, lit incense, and prayed for blessings until it was getting darker and the rain was getting lighter.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

The candlelight in the temple flickered, shining on the figures of the two of them and a soul, looking particularly warm and a little mysterious.

Li Yifeng's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be able to penetrate time and space and hit the heart of the girl in red.

The woman listened, nodded slightly, as if she had found an outlet, and began to tell her story slowly.

In her story, the peach blossoms bloom brightly in spring, the stream murmurs in summer, the Maple Leaf Chinese Restaurant is red like fire in autumn, and the snow flutters in winter.

Every scene reveals the sweetness and sorrow of her and her lover, and it is not a taste in people's hearts.

The deeper the story is told, the softer the atmosphere in the temple becomes.

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and only the candle burned quietly, guarding this rare tranquility.

Li Yifeng listened while taking notes on paper, for fear of missing something important.

My name is Liu Ruyan, and he calls me Yan'er.

We were childhood sweethearts, and we planned to plant a tree in front of this broken temple, and when the tree grew up, we would get married.

But who would have thought that fate was such a thing, he had to fly away because of his family's affairs, and he had no news since then......" Speaking of this, Liu Ruyan's voice was choked, but his eyes were very firm, "I know that he has me in his heart, but he can't help himself."

Therefore, I am willing to wait, even if it is until the sky is old and the sea is dry.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

After listening to Li Yifeng, he sighed in his heart.

He gently patted Liu Ruyan's shoulder, although he knew that this was just a wisp of her remnant soul, but the affection and persistence shocked him so much.

Miss Yan'er, your affection is really admirable.

But remember, true love is not about waiting and sacrificing, it is about making the other person happy.

Even if he's not next to you, you have to learn to take care of yourself and live your life to the fullest.

Liu Ruyan was silent for a while, and then smiled lightly, the smile was warm and bright, like the spring sun.

Childe is right, but I was too narrow-minded.

Now, I have no regrets.

It's just that this ruined temple is where we met, and I am reluctant to leave.

But I also understand that there is a difference between humans and ghosts, and I have to go where I need to go.

As she spoke, her figure began to blur, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Li Yifeng saw this situation, and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to catch something, but in the end it was in vain.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

Smoke girl, go all the way, may you find true happiness over there.

Li Yifeng whispered, his eyes full of blessings and reluctance.

At that moment, a gentle light suddenly appeared on Liu Ruyan's body, illuminating the ruined temple as if it were daytime.

Immediately after, her figure slowly rose into the air, turned into a twinkle star, and finally disappeared into the night sky.

Calm had returned to the temple, except for the candles on the ground and the faint sadness in the air.

Li Yifeng stood there, looking at the direction in which Liu Ruyan disappeared, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

He understands that he has just witnessed a love story that spans thousands of years, and he has also realized the true meaning of love - not to possess it, nor to wait stupidly, but to learn to let go and bless others.

Early the next morning, the first rays of sunlight shone through the clouds on this ancient land, and Li Yifeng had already left the ruined temple.

With his blessings for Liu Ruyan and a deep understanding of love, he continued to embark on his journey.

The ruined temple, after a night of tossing, seems to have taken on a new life and become more solemn and mysterious.

Since then, whenever someone passes by, they can always hear stories about a rainy night, a scholar, and a woman in red.

Some people sigh at the greatness and helplessness of love, and some people admire Li Yifeng's bravery and wisdom, but more people are moved by the deep affection that transcends life and death, and silently plant the seeds of love and hope in their hearts.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

As the story spread, Li Yifeng also made a lot of friends and experienced many things.

He had rescued lost hunters in the mountains and forests, chatted with them at night, and drank spirits together; He also helped an old woman solve a family dispute in the town and won the respect of the whole town.

Each experience is like a puzzle piece that pieces together the colorful life of his life.

But Li Yifeng always has a wish in his heart - to find a real home for Liu Ruyan.

He believed that there would always be a place in this world where her soul could rest in peace, and that she would find true liberation and peace.

So, he began to ask around, looking for those who could transcend the soul of the dead or the holy land.

Finally, one day, he heard that there was an ancient temple in a remote valley in the south, and the old monk in the temple was said to have the ability to reach the heavens and surpass all grievances.

Li Yifeng didn't say a word, and set foot on the road to the temple.

The mountain road is difficult to walk and full of thorns, but Li Yifeng's heart is full of determination and hope.

"Liu Ruyan, your story has been spread all over the place.

Now, you can go in peace.

As for me, I have to continue my path, with my pen and with my mouth, to tell more stories of love and courage. Li Yifeng muttered to himself, and then strode on a new journey.

The man spent the night in the broken temple on a rainy night, and when he saw the woman wearing no shoes on her head, he drew a knife and slashed on the ground

Since then, Li Yifeng's name and Liu Ruyan's story have become our folk stories.

Everyone said that he was a chivalrous and righteous scholar, and he was also a soft-hearted and wise man.

As for himself, in this continuous walking and talking, he found the meaning and value of his life.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Li Yifeng is also old, and his hair is gray.

He returned to the ruined temple again, this time the ruined temple had been renovated and became a temple with strong incense.

Li Yifeng sat on the stone steps in front of the temple, looking at the pilgrims and believers coming and going, the smile on his face was satisfied and serene. "Life is the same as the play, and the play is the same as life.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own story, and they are also a supporting role in someone else's story.

But as long as you have love, faith, and courage in your heart, you can walk out of a wonderful path of your own. Li Yifeng thought so in his heart, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was back to that rainy night, the ruined temple, and the girl named Liu Ruyan......