Ai Zi tilted her head, trying not to let the tears flow down, she tried to adjust her emotions before opening the door and walking in.

Putting the tray in his hand on the table, he pretended to be casual and asked, "Jing Qian, I'm leaving so soon, my tea is brewed for nothing." ”

Yun Chenyi took Ai Zi's hand and asked her to sit beside her, and suddenly, when she saw Ai Zi's eyes that were a little red, she stroked them up and said, "Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?"

Hearing every word of his concern, seeing every worried look in his eyes, even if he lowered his eyes and saw the corners of his clothes, Ai Zi's tears wanted to burst out uncontrollably, his heart was very uncomfortable, and his heart hurt like a knife, but he still had to pretend that nothing happened.

Ai Zi sniffed, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Is there one?" Oh, I made chili peppers just now, and my eyes can't stand it, so they look red." ”

Yun Chenyi didn't question it, so he smiled and said, "I have a surprise and I want to give it to you." ”

"What surprise?" The smile on the corner of Ai Zi's mouth was already bitter, and it couldn't be more bitter.

Yun Chenyi stretched out his hand and took the bamboo flute that had been hidden next to the table for a long time, and put it in Ai Zi's palm: "Didn't you say that you have always wanted a flute of your own?

Ai Zi's eyes stared at the emerald green bamboo flute in a daze, his nose was sore, and the tears that had been pent up for a long time finally came out.

Yun Chenyi didn't know that Ai Zi would have such a big reaction, so she hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Fool, why do you still shed tears at every turn?"

Ai Zi clenched the bamboo flute, suddenly wrapped around his neck, and couldn't cry anymore, everything he did was for himself.

It used to be, it is now, but why is it not later?

Didn't the nameless real man say that we were destined? But why after three lives and three lives, we still can't escape the end of separation?

The more Ai Zi thought about it, the more sad he became, the more unwilling he became, how could God be so unfair, rather than this, he would rather never meet Chen Yi, perhaps, he is still the lord of the high Star Palace, and he can also be with the master in the world, setting up a fortune telling stall.

However, can all this be reversed?

Ai Zi hugged Yun Chenyi tightly, she was so scared, afraid that Chenyi would disappear, leaving only herself with memories of the days after that.

"Ai Zi, don't cry, look at your eyes have turned into rabbits. Yun Chenyi wiped the tears on Ai Zi's face, but he didn't want to be firmly held by Ai Zi: "Chenyi, you won't leave me, never will." ”

Yun Chenyi was stunned, Ai Zi was like a little beast who was frightened without security, maybe she needed a commitment to calm her uneasy heart.

Yun Chenyi rubbed Ai Zi's head and said with a light smile: "Fool, of course I won't leave, you see I'll give you a bamboo flute now, do you have to give me some gifts back, don't you have any courtesies in the world?"

"Whatever you want? I'll give it to you. ”

"I want to go to the top of Yuling Mountain tonight, I still owe you a sunrise, do you remember?" Yun Chenyi's last wish was still related to Ai Zi.

"Okay, I promise you. ”

Yuling Mountain is not high, if you hike, you can climb to the top in less than half a day, Yun Chenyi led Ai Zi step by step up, Ai Zi followed behind, feeling that every step was like walking on the edge of the cliff.

Her eyes looked at Yunchen Yixin's long back, and after today, she would never see it again.

The night was thick, they also reached the top of the mountain, they sat down, looking at such a good moonlight, Ai Zi leaned on Yun Chenyi's shoulder, and suddenly remembered that the first time they looked at the night sky so quietly was in the Samodu tribe, when he was injured by a chisel tooth in order to save himself, but he sat on the hillside with him all night, that night, there was a moon, stars, and meteors......

In a trance, those past events were like yesterday.

Time flies so fast, and before she knows it, she has grown from a little girl who doesn't know the world to what she is now.

"Chenyi, do you remember what you told me on the top of this mountain before?"

Yun Chenyi nodded: "I said that after sealing the Demon Realm, I will lose the cultivation of my whole body, incarnate as an adult, and accompany you for the rest of my life, and grow old." ”

The vow made at that time has now become a reality.

"What you say in person will be fulfilled, accompany me for the rest of my life, grow old, and don't break my word. ”

"Well, I won't break my word. Yun Chenyi gradually felt that his eyelids were a little heavy: "Ai Zi, you usually lean on me, can you change it this time, I want to lie on your lap and rest for a while." ”

Ai Zi did not refuse, let Yun Chenyi's head lie down on his lap gently, seeing his tired face, Ai Zi stroked his face, and said with bitterness: "Chenyi, don't you fall asleep, you said that you will accompany me to watch the sunrise." ”

"Well, Ai Zi, you can play a tune for me, so I won't fall asleep. ”

Ai Zi took out the bamboo flute from behind her and put it to her lips, a melodious Xiao song slowly came out, repeating the cycle, she didn't know how many times she blew it, but it was more bitter and unusually bitter over and over again, and the sad voice was overflowing.

The east is getting brighter, but Ai Zi's flute sound has never stopped, she is afraid, the first time she is afraid of such a sunrise, why has the time of the night become so short?

Yun Chenyi's face was as pale as paper, and the day the sun rose again was the time when he left the world.

"Ai Zi, the sun has risen, and it's a new day. ”

Ai Zi was still blowing Xiao Qu, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the temperature on his legs that should have been there was slowly disappearing, and gently, it turned into a few points of light, scattered to the sky.

Only Ai Zi was left on the top of Yuling Mountain, Xiao Yin stopped abruptly, Ai Zi seemed to have lost half of his soul, staggered up, looked at the slowly rising sun, and muttered to himself: "Chen Yi, it turns out that this is the sunrise, have you seen it?"

Ten years later.

In the woods, a man in a green shirt patiently taught a little boy to blow the bamboo flute in his hand, and the melodious music was really better than his father's.

A woman came slowly with a food box, and the little boy saw her sideways, ran over happily, threw herself into the woman's arms, and jumped up and down: "Mother, I have learned that tune." ”

The woman who was over thirty years old touched the boy's head: "Nianchen is so smart, he can learn everything as soon as he learns." ”

After receiving his mother's compliment, Nianchen blinked his beautiful eyes like ink jade, grinned, and couldn't wait to ask: "Didn't my mother say that as long as Nianchen learns this song, my father will come back to us?

The woman's eyes dimmed, she squatted down and hugged Nianchen, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, your father is on the way here, and he has never abandoned us." ”

As soon as Nianchen heard that his father was coming back, he took the lunch box in the woman's hand with a dance, and ate the food in a big gulp, and said something in his mouth: "Then Nianchen wants to eat a little more, let my father see if I have grown taller and fat." ”

The woman's expression was sad, and the man in the green shirt walked up to her and said softly: "Miss Ai Zi, Nianchen is very smart, and the eldest brother should be very relieved to know it." ”

Ai Zi smiled faintly and said sideways: "Jing Qian, how is Chen Yi doing outside the world?"

Jing Qian sighed, thinking that if it wasn't for the Emperor of Heaven to take back all the soul of the eldest brother and put it into the soul flute, I am afraid that the eldest brother would really be scattered.

"Big brother is still the same, after all, it will take time to re-cultivate, Bi Wu and I often go to the outside world to talk to the eldest brother about Nianchen, he should hear it. ”

Ten years have passed, from the initial difficulty to accept to later learning that she was pregnant, it was like God had mercy on himself and gave Chen Yi's child, so slowly, I got used to it, I got used to taking care of the child alone, and I got used to not having him by my side.

"As long as he's okay. ”

The breeze blew, Ai Zi listened to the rustling of the leaves, and it seemed that Chen Yi's figure appeared in front of him again, he had never left, he really kept his promise.

Thirty years have passed.

Ai Zi lay on the bed and died.

After death, the body inexplicably turned into a streamer, passed through the sky, flew through the clouds, and suddenly went to the outside of the sky, the streamer rolled into a roll, and the white light burned.

The Imperial Soul Flute seemed to have sensed something, flashing bursts of blue light and the white light of the Seven Feathered Beads.

They really walked together.

Everything begins in the outer world of heaven and ends in the outside world.

Life and death are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold the hand of the son, and ......