Yinglong drove Wenxue home.

After returning to his home, he settled Xiao Ruirui, so Xiao Ruirui stayed in the room alone to do his homework.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Ruirui finished his homework and went to bed and fell asleep.

Yinglong watched TV alone, and today's show was a bit boring, nothing more than old-fashioned TV series and evening news.

He looked a little drowsy and decided to wash up and go to bed.

Lying on the bed, Yinglong couldn't sleep, thinking back to the Mengpo soup that Wenxue had prepared for him during the day.

To be honest, this glass of wine was a bit surprising and unexpected.

Needless to say, the taste of Maempo soup is really good, and it is impressive and even unforgettable after drinking.

Yinglong didn't know how Wenxue prepared this cup of Mengpo soup, but after listening to Xiaoqiang's explanation, he knew the ins and outs of this cup of wine.

Yinglong didn't know what kind of mood Wen Xue was in when she was mixing this kind of Mengpo soup, so she figured out its recipe.

As for Wen Xue's purpose in preparing this wine, Yinglong remembered it silently.

He could understand Wen Xue's thoughts at that time. Needless to say, Wen Xue's mood at that time should have been complicated and helpless, even mixed with loss and loneliness.

Yinglong couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

And when he listened to Wen Xue's words, especially the words of "how can you see the truth without experiencing ups and downs", Yinglong was even more surprised.

He knew he had vaguely heard it before, but he couldn't remember who said it, when or where it was said.

And how exactly he heard it, Yinglong doesn't quite remember anymore.

But he also had a vague impression, perhaps what he had heard and seen in his dreams, but he didn't know exactly when.

Yinglong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, thinking about these things over and over again in his mind.

He has experienced so many in the past, and there are those tribulations, but the deep affection he gave to Wen Xue, he always felt that she came to his side by accident, maybe this is a kind of fate, fate depends on heaven, and they may be destined to be together in the dark.

Since he first met Wen Xue, he felt that this girl was different, and Wen Xue had always given him a fresh and refined impression.

Maybe Yinglong once felt that Wen Xue didn't come to him unintentionally, otherwise why would Wen Xue be willing to wait for him for so long?

Yinglong felt incredible, he understood that Wenxue was not an ordinary woman, she could bring him a wisp of fragrance and even a beam of warm sun when Yinglong's life was in the cold winter, instantly melting the ice on Yinglong's heart and fishing him out of the cold seabed.

Wen Xue brought Yinglong an indescribable feeling, Yinglong felt that she was like an angel with daffodils in her hair, coming to his side when his life was about to lose his way, guiding him to a bright path.

He even wondered if the angel in the light was Wen Xue when he dreamed of it. Because the bright eyes he saw in the haze were not very similar to Wen Xue's moving eyes.

Wen Xue's delicate and moving posture touched Yinglong's lonely heart, and he needed Wen Xue's delicate hands to soothe his lonely soul, so that the restless soul could get a harbor to live in.

Yinglong fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to be looking for something in the darkness, and suddenly he felt that he was walking along a path in the dim night, and not far away he saw a boulder.

The giant quartz dragon seemed to be familiar, and he couldn't help but look carefully, and the boulder that was divided into three sections was suddenly engraved with the words "Sansheng Stone".

That's right, this is the Sansheng Stone, which is full of dense wishes of the predecessors.

Yinglong couldn't help but sigh, his eyes searching for something on it, trying to see if there were any words that made him familiar.

Yinglong vaguely felt that when he had been here, he was standing in this place searching for a secret, a question hidden deep in his heart.

Yinglong's gaze repeatedly explored the boulder, and suddenly he saw a few lines of familiar handwriting: "Dragon: Looking at the three lives on the Sansheng Stone, the fate of the three lives is etern." Who did you fall in love with in your previous life?

This is an ancient poem, and it must be that the owner of these lines of handwriting borrowed the ancient poem to express his unfulfilled wishes.

And the small flower engraved at the end and the dragon character in front of him, he was deeply touched. The word dragon may obviously be talking about himself, because Yinglong's name also has the word dragon in it.

And in the distant past, this woman who had left a wish also hoped that she would meet this man in the next life.

But who does that little flower represent?

Yinglong was wondering, what kind of flower does this little flower look like? Not like a rose, not like a rose, what kind of flower does it look like?

While Yinglong was struggling, an old woman's kind voice suddenly came from behind him: "Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Yinglong was startled: "Who is talking to me?"

He followed the voice and looked back to see an old woman.

"Meng Po!" Yinglong almost blurted out.

Could it be that at this moment, there will be someone else?

Meng Po bowed her head and smiled: "Think about it, what does that little flower look like?"

Yinglong wondered: "Sunflower?"

Meng Po shook her head: "Sunflower? Hmph, doesn't it look a little fresh and cute? Are there any people and flowers like this in your life?"

After listening to Meng Po's guidance, Yinglong pondered carefully in his heart, and he suddenly realized: "Narcissus! It's a daffodil! It must be right, this is a daffodil, look at those petals, it must be a daffodil!"

Meng Po pursed her lips and smiled: "Then who is this a bit like?"

Yinglong woke up like a dream, hid his face and sighed: "I know it must be her, it must be her! That's right, no wonder it's like this!." ”

Meng Po nodded: "It's good that you know, don't let down other people's infatuation, this girl is not easy!

Yinglong looked at the ancient poem and whispered: "Wenxue, I really didn't expect it, it turned out to be you." Alas, only then did I know what it meant to have three lives! It turned out that it was destined for a long time. ”

Yinglong was about to ask Meng Po something, he turned his head to look, but Meng Po was nowhere to be found, Yinglong thought back, he didn't see Meng Po on the way just now, so where is she now?

Yinglong was hesitant and didn't understand what was going on, but as soon as he thought about it, he walked along the path around the Sansheng Stone, looking back at the Sansheng Stone.

As Yinglong walked, he suddenly saw the Lethe River bubbling not far away, and a huge waterfall could be seen in the distance.

Further on, there is a field of flowers on the other side that is as red as blood, and the flowers on the other side of the mountains are blooming there.

Yinglong couldn't help but think: "I don't know if there is a flower from the people of the previous life in this flower field? They used to be so kind and gentle, maybe by now, this flower on the other side has already bloomed in this flower field." ”

Yinglong was thinking about it, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten a little.

He walked aimlessly, and before he knew it, he came to the end of a path, and when he looked up, there was a dark hole in front of him.

Yinglong instantly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

So where does he go?

Yinglong hesitated, hesitating.

"Maybe if I go further, I will arrive after this cave, and Meng Po is really right, she didn't show me the way, so I searched for so long. ”

Puzzled, Yinglong lowered his head and went into the cave, the cave was pitch black, and he groped his way forward, but he tripped over a stone under his feet. Yinglong was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, trying to support his body from falling to the ground.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, Yinglong woke up in a daze, couldn't help but sit up, and opened his eyes sharply to see that the quilt on his body was kicked on his calf, and half of his body was exposed.

The light projected from the bedroom window dimly illuminated the interior.

Yinglong sat up straight, leaned on the head of the bed, reached out and stroked his forehead, breathed deeply in the sultry air, and recalled everything he had seen in the dream just now, vaguely as well as what Meng Po had just said to him.

The words rang through my ears like pearls.

Although Yinglong couldn't remember what kind of face Meng Po was, she hadn't forgotten what she had said.

It's just that he doesn't dare to say these words to people anymore, otherwise what will others think when they hear it?

"So that's the case, that little flower turned out to be Wen Xue, even Wen Xue's name is like a narcissus in winter, not to mention the empathy she usually gives me? Alas, I didn't even figure it out until now. It turns out that Meng Po already knew, but I didn't know about it!"

Yinglong reminisced about the dream just now, but unlike last time, he still remembered the situation in the dream clearly.

Yinglong pondered: "This shouldn't be a leak of the heavenly secret, it's just that everything now shows the heavenly opportunity, maybe it is a revelation from God to me and Wen Xue, and it intends to promote our marriage." ”

"Maybe if you don't experience those things earlier, there will be no current arrangement, time is a carving knife, carving everything and people's faces, and it is also time to test the real emotional experience. Without the tempering of time, how can you know the preciousness of true feelings. ”

Yinglong prayed silently in his heart, thinking back to the things he had experienced over the years, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The heavens play tricks on people, but time also contributes to all the things that happen to people. ”

He remembered what Wen Xue had said to him during the day, could it be that Wen Xue already knew everything, but she didn't say it clearly.

But Yinglong pondered it carefully and felt that this was also unlikely.

How Wen Xue knew that he was the "dragon", and how she still remembered the events of her previous life, all this is too mysterious. It's just that all the conclusions have been confirmed so far, and none of them missed it, and they didn't get lost in the red dust, so they passed by.

This is exactly: "The green poplar grass is long on the road, and it is easy to go when you are young." The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain. Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps. When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. ("Yulou Spring, Green Poplar Fangcao Changting Road" Song Ci)