The poetry and style of the Tang Dynasty was left to the descendants for many generations. It has never been erased. Some people yearn for the Tang Dynasty, some praise the Tang Dynasty, and some love the Tang Dynasty.

Chinatown was created artificially, imitating the street scene in the story of the Tang Dynasty, leaving the world with a unique feast. No one will not miss this beautiful land after entering.

Zhao Yunuo, like a child, ran on the streets of the stone brick and wooden bridge. It is similar to the ancient city of Luzhou, but it is quite different. There are all ancient colors and different flavors.

Stepping into it, as if you were in a painting, you seemed to have crossed the Tang Dynasty and saw things and things of that era.

There are shingles and bamboo towers, lutes, discs spliced ​​with porcelain plates, tigers and leopards carved with stones, fairy, Guanyin, ancient wooden chairs, millennium monuments, and bridges, and water under the bridges.

The water flows into a river, surrounds the street, and there are fishes in the water, swimming actively. There are lotuses, water plants, light flying birds, and dragon boats. The boat docked, Zhang Zizheng took Zhao Yunuo's hand, got on the boat, gently paddled it, and walked along the river to explore the entire Chinatown.

"Is it beautiful?" Zhang Zi asked softly around Zhao Yunuo's shoulder.

"Beauty, I want to buy a cheongsam, or a costume, and really feel the feeling of returning to the Tang Dynasty." Zhao Yunuo fantasy.

"Look, there is." Zhang Zizhen stretched his fingers to the big stage forward.

On the big stage, there are theater cards. Several Jin Ling, shofar braids, wielding long swords, and spears are sang "Xue Rengui" on the stage. The boat came near, and suddenly the stage was changed to a pearly costume of a fat woman. The drama changed to "Drunk Concubine".

The two didn't stop too much because they wanted to see the scenery ahead.

The boat passed the bridge hole, and the top of the hole was covered with water droplets, which was a bit shady. Zhang Zizhen hurryed to hold Zhao Yunuo and kissed her gently on the earlobe.

The sun had turned west, the light became soft, went out of the bridge hole, the two men's boat turned and was stunned by the sight in front of them.

The stone figure Sun Wukong dances with a golden hoop stick, the stick is hitting the head of the bone bone essence, the pig Bajie carries a nine-tooth rake, and a pig's nose bears a bunch of bananas, which is extremely cute. Monk Sha stood still, with a heavy package on his back. Tang Seng is always so handsome, double palms, seems to shed the light of Buddha ...

The characters in "Journey to the West" reminded them of their childhood, and those good memories came from their minds, so innocent.

The time is wonderful, but after all, the boat will make a circle to return to the beginning.

Zhang Zizheng held Zhao Yunuo's hand on the boat. Zhao Yunuo looked at Zhang Zizheng's eyes, but did not see the wooden feet on the soles of her feet, and she accidentally flashed down wearing slightly heeled shoes.

Zhang Ziyi was not holding her hand very tightly. Suddenly, he had no time to get back his loose hand, so Zhao Yunuo fell into the river.

The river was cold, and Zhao Yunuo would not be struggling after the water fell into it, shouting "help!"

Zhang Zihuan panicked for a while, and his water was not good. His brain was hot and he jumped in.

Zhang Zizheng was okay to save himself, but to rescue a waterless person was simply to catch the ducks on the shelf, struggling several times, the two drank a lot of water, there were lifeguards near the boat stop, and the two were dragged ashore.

Zhao Yunuo was miserable. He was struggling, and drank a few sips of water. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was difficult.

The lifeguard hurriedly pressed her belly, squeezed the water out of her belly, and pinched her nose.

"Hey! Let go of my wife!" Zhang Zizheng was lying on the ground, seeing that the male lifeguard was a little too close to Zhao Yunuo's lifesaving behavior, struggling to push the lifeguard away.

He didn't know how to save people, but he lay on Zhao Yunuo's body and pointed his mouth at Zhao Yunuo's mouth. He wanted to blow in.

Just in time to catch a surge of water in Zhao Yunuo's belly, the groggy Zhao Yunuo opened his mouth wide, and a wow of water sprayed out.

Most of the water went into Zhang Ziyi's mouth, swallowed down his throat, and a small amount was sprayed on Zhang Ziyi's face.

Zhao Yunuo felt better, slowly opening her eyes, Zhang Zizhen lying on her side, the two looked at each other, and then smirked ...

"You're stingy, others won't let me save." Zhao Yunuo laughed.

"You are my woman, how can anyone else? Anyway, I can't let other men touch you anyway while I'm alive." Zhang Ziyi said seriously.

Zhao Yunuo's mood is really better now. When she thinks of the drowning in Chinatown, she feels full of happiness.

...

"Your parents are so old that they won't divorce them. Rest assured, they are tired of quarreling, and it will be fine in a few days." Zhang Zixi said freely.

"Hopefully, but I miss my mother this time." Zhao Yunuo said in retrospect.

"Making mistakes?" Zhang Ziyi laughed. "What mistakes, haha, what do you think your mother would do?"

Zhao Yunuo shook his head and said, "You can't make any mistakes."

"Does your father love your mother?" Zhang Zizhen asked.

"Nonsense, it's been so many years." Zhao Yunuo said, suddenly remembering the story of the mother and the father diving.

"Then you can rest assured, even if your mother really makes a mistake, your father will forgive." Zhang Ziyi said.

"So what am I doing wrong?" Zhao Yunuo remembered Yi Xiangyuan.

"I will forgive you, too. If you ca n't forgive yourself, there is nothing I can do. Right, Liang Lixian said that you would run away with others, is it possible?" Zhang Ziyi asked.

"It's possible." Zhao Yunuo laughed.

Zhang Ziyi sighed and said, "It's all right, I'll wait for you, and I'll be back after I run."

"So confident?" Zhao Yunuo suddenly felt good.

Zhang Zihuan said, "You are all my woman. You can't go back wherever you are."

Zhao Yunuo thought for a moment, still asked that question.

"You answer me a question. If I and your mother fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

Dad gave the answer to this question, and Yi Xiangyuan also gave the answer. She wanted to hear Zhang Zizheng's answer. Although she had vowed in her heart that she would never ask such questions, she still asked.

Zhang Zizheng answered very quickly, "Please believe me, I will have that ability to save you together. If I do not have that ability, I will never let you go to the river with your mother, let alone any of you fall into the water. "

Moved, such a response made Zhao Yunuo very satisfied, even wiser than his father's approach, which also meant that Zhang Zizheng would not allow himself to conflict with her mother. Even if there was a conflict, he could solve it.

"What if it really happened?" Zhao Yunuo still relented.

"You're stubborn. If it really happens, I will save you first, because my mother will be water." Zhang Zihuan said.

"If your mother can't get water?" Zhao Yunuo wanted to drill this horn.

Zhang Zizhen's head was silent for a long time, and he finally answered: "It is my duty to save you."

"Where's your mom?"

"That's my father's obligation." Zhang Zizheng said, and then he said, "I don't think you're so cruel, let this happen?"

"No, I will never go to the river with your mother." Zhao Yunuo smiled, his smile was sweet. She couldn't think of the best answer, and Zhang Zizheng gave her.

"Baby, it's a little more." Zhang Zizheng said.

Zhao Yunuo looked at the phone. It was already one o'clock in the morning. Time passed so fast. Zhang Zizheng's time was so fast, but she was not sleepy at all. But she thought of Zhang Ziying's going to work tomorrow, so she said, "Sleep, good night, I'm sleepy."

"good night."

In this way, the two stopped talking, and Zhao Yunuo stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about recent days.

Pictures fluttered through her mind, her mood was ups and downs, and finally, she fixed the pictures in her mind to Qinghe Bridge tonight.

Yi Xiangyuan's hug was very warm. He fell asleep in his arms. This was not the feeling in Zhang Ziyi's arms. Zhang Ziyi gave her more passion, but Yi Xiangyuan's embrace gave her more warmth. .

Zhao Yunuo gave himself a problem?

Why did you love so well in the past, but not so much when you met Zhang Zihuan? But how do I deal with this relationship.

She regretted that she should not call Yi Xiangyuan tonight.

but? Are you really walking with Zhang Zihuan? Can she really accept that?

She didn't dare to think about it and felt wronged when she remembered it.

Does Yi Xiangyuan really love himself? He is so good that he deserves him? What if Yi Xiangyuan was just to come back to satisfy a legacy of regret?

If it is right, she and Zhang Ziyi are more suitable. She understands him and he understands her, but there is a reason for them that is unclear and inappropriate.

There is a long way to go in the future. How to choose is too difficult. In the end, she simply didn't want to. However, she promised Yi Xiangyuan to meet tomorrow, she shouldn't do it!

Time passed slowly, Zhao Yunuo fell asleep, she had a strange dream.

This is a wild and wild grassland, wide and boundless, and the sky is bleak. Zhao Yunuo is standing in the middle of the grassland, surrounded by wild grass and connected to the dim sky.

The clouds are also gray, fluttering with the wind, like sloping grass, leaning from northwest to southeast.

She frowned, searching around, still grass.

Fear sprang up, she lowered her head, and the land was black, like ink. The black soil is not thick grass roots. The grass roots are covered with strange insects. The bug heads are thin and thin, and they slowly drill into the black soil along the grass roots.

She was a little flustered, yelling a few times, and her voice was soon wiped out by the weeds.

She ran with full strength. She wanted to run out of this grassland, but her footprint never reached the end of the grassland.

Tired, tired and panicked, the uneasiness made her fall, the louder the shout, the more empty and panicky the answer was to her.

Maybe her voice caught the attention of this prairie, answering her at the same time was the roaring wolf. The wolf's voice was extremely sad, broke through his heart, and raised inexplicable grief and helplessness in his mind.

She was still running, she didn't dare stop because she felt that as long as she was alive and running, she could see hope, even though the edge of the sky was always weed.

Although she also saw countless savage monsters that had only been seen on TV before, surging towards her.

She seemed to be surrounded. Not only was the grass and monsters surrounding her, but there was also a shrinking space. At last she felt trouble breathing and desperate.

So she cried, crying loudly, accompanied by the wind, as if floating to another world, but blocked by an invisible wall, and then she saw a cruel and violent wild wolf rushing out of the wild grass.

Then, she saw the fangs with stench saliva, toward her white tender neck, and bit her like this ...