The boy recalled the first time they met.

"——I have eaten your tribute. If you need anything, you can come to me."

The picture was too blurry. He looked at the cracked stone statue of a woman in front of him, and the mental shock made him unwilling to believe that it was real.

When those memories of the past emerge, the childhood playmates, the older sister I admired in childhood, and then the woman I adored when I was young.

It's like a dream that has become unreal.

"You're back?"

Suddenly someone in the tree heard a woman's light voice.

He looked up anxiously and saw the man sitting on the tree, his dangling calves looming under his skirt.

Looking back again, the cracked stone statue is right in front of me.

"Choose one from southeast to northwest?"

The boy panicked and quickly avoided looking.

He smiled and said, "My husband, go and buy it for you."

"That's candied haws, which is human food."

That kind of want is not strong, just pure curiosity, but Du Ziheng will satisfy her.

"What are you doing lying on the floor?"

But after the man closed the door and left, the yard would become quiet again.

"good."

Du Ziheng ignored it.

He himself knows that what he loves is not a stone.

Duoxi doesn't know what marriage is or what a wife is, but this is the only person she believes in.

"Why have you been looking at me?" Duoxi turned around and suddenly asked in confusion.

Du Ziheng took Duo Xi away from the mountain.

Duoxi has many things she wants, including rouge on women's faces, beautiful clothes for humans, and a rattle for children.

People in the town saw a man carrying a stone statue. He came from out of town, bought a house, and placed the stone statue in the house.

He just kept Duoxi close to him.

Mom just said: "It's almost time to eat, come over and wash your hands."

He saw his old mother busy with the meal, and she told him that dinner was about to be served.

When playing tricks, Du Ziheng always wins. If he wants to pick fruits from the tree, he no longer needs to ride on the opponent's neck, but can reach out and touch them. The spoon he blows from the banyan leaves has a melodious sound, which is better than Duoxi's.

It sounds even better.

Stone, where does the idea of ​​​​the heart come from?

He lay quietly on the ground, with Duoxi looking at him calmly.

The door to the deep courtyard of the house was pushed open again.

It was autumn, and he was wearing a long gown, just like when he was a child, like a boy, like a youth...

"Why are you crying? Just give me one."

"Mom, I seem to hear the stones in the back mountain talking."

"What time east?"

He did not marry a wife, rarely communicated with others, and would bring home many novelties every day. Some people even heard rumors that he was heard laughing and laughing alone near his home.

Du Ziheng avoided her innocent gaze, feeling unhappy that he was despicable, but he couldn't help but get more.

But Duoxi is a stone.

Du Ziheng's heart shrank and his face turned red. Although he had asked Duoxi to shout, when it came out of this woman's mouth, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

"Thank you sir."

"Duoxi, let's move."

She wasn't worried about herself at all, and her heart never wavered because of herself.

People around him said that the wealthy businessman surnamed Du had a mental problem and fell in love with a stone. Some people also said that he knew evil ways. The reason why Du Ziheng got rich was because of that stone.

She promised him.

After years of hard work and feeling dizzy, he fell straight to the ground.

Her appearance has never changed. That stunning face has always been as calm as the water, as it has been for decades. She is neither sad nor happy, neither anxious nor angry. She has never laughed or been annoyed by herself. She just... stared at him.

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"Stop crying. The platycodon flowers are blooming in the mountains. Do you want to pick them?"

Duoxi knows that human things require money to buy.

"Ms. sir, what is that?" She pointed to the street in confusion.

But why can't he like Duoxi?

It turned out that all the joys, sorrows and joys of the past were his emotions. At this moment, he felt that those emotions were like bubbles rising in the sun, glowing with colorful fluorescence, but meaningless.

Unknowingly, I would always look at that face and the woman next to me.

At that moment he woke up from his dream.

Du Ziheng said that he thought she was dead.

"Help me up, I'm so happy."

Du Ziheng earned a lot of money, and he would buy Duo Xi whatever she wanted.

They moved to a bigger house, and no one knew that there was a monster in the house that ordinary people couldn't see.

Du Ziheng laughed when Du Xi entered the human world. When he was a child, his Du Xi was obviously capable of anything, but how could he come here so quietly.

The next day, Du Ziheng went up the mountain.

He found the woman lying by the lake drinking water and made his fourth wish.

He had actually noticed it for a long time, but he had always been stupid, or he didn't want to admit it, but getting along day and night opened up the problem wider and wider until he had to face it.

In the past, Duoxi was the tallest person in his world, but now he is a head shorter than himself. Duoxi's hands used to be very big, but now that he is holding them, he realizes how petite he is.

Du Ziheng held her hand.

Du Ziheng was ecstatic.

He felt that he was crazy because he actually liked Duoxi.

When they meet again, it's like going back to the past.

That night, Du Ziheng had a dream. In the dream, he was wearing red clothes and marrying his beloved woman. When he lifted his hijab, he saw that familiar face.

The woman was wearing white clothes and playing with origami in her hands. She asked herself, is there anything wrong with coming to her this time?

Du Ziheng's mouth trembled slightly when he faced that beautiful woman.

The courtyard is cold and cold, and there is a man talking to himself all year round. He is always talking to the stones, laughing, or telling his recent troubles.

He saw that Duoxi just had a calm face, looking at him condescendingly, with doubt in his tone, and said calmly:

His fourth wish is that he wants to marry Duoxi.

Du Ziheng thought that in this way he and Duo Xi could be together happily until one time, he suddenly fell ill in front of her.

"...Three times east."

He hurriedly fled down the mountain in the dusk and returned to his home, his heart beating in the sunset.

Du Ziheng listened to the neighbors' gossip.

He was anxious to tell Duoxi that he was fine and not to worry, but he was wrong.

Duoxi said that in the past they found a stone that looked like a woman in the mountains and took it back to build a temple for her. But later on, no one believed in her, so it no longer mattered whether the temple existed or not.

How happy that is!

Du Ziheng didn't understand it either.

The cicadas chirped in the summer, and the fire warmed up in the winter. The door to the courtyard opened and closed, but only one person came in and out from the beginning to the end.

"One, two, three, let me see...the punishment is to give me two candies." She stretched out her white palm towards him.

He hired the best craftsmen to repair the cracked stone statue, and also asked people to move the stone beast that was originally placed in front of the temple from the back hill of his hometown.

Du Ziheng knew that as long as he spoke, Duoxi would come over to help him up, serve him tea and water, and obey all his orders.

They held a wedding in the mountains, invited all kinds of monsters in the mountains, and the stone statues were wrapped in red cloth and placed aside. They got married under the sun, moon and stars.

Yes, why can't he like Duoxi?

He thought about it all night, tossed and turned in bed, looked out the window at the waning moon, turned over, and let the moonlight shine on his body.

It doesn't seem like it does.

"Dong..." He responded in a strange way.

He felt panicked.

Du Ziheng made a fifth wish to Duo Xi, he wanted her to love him.

"What is love?" she asked.

From that moment on, Du Ziheng seemed to see clearly that there was no beautiful woman in the room, only a peaceful and solemn statue of the god.

He knelt before the statue, tears streaming down his face.

Why did people keep talking about knives in yesterday's chapter... I don't understand orn
Chapter completed!