"It is said that life is a dream, and it is a hundred years, but now that I look at it carefully, this hundred years of time is too long and too long,...... I look so long that I even forget myself, forget the years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info you ......, how long do you have to make me wait?" ”

"You ......, you're a horse! Where are you, come out to me! ”

Looking around, Mu Shan was surprised to find that he was standing on the ruins at the bottom of the lake, there was no lake water around him, those hideous and vicious water ghosts also lost their traces, and in the lonely and strange space, only the voice of the horse crane sounded softly, overlapping, far and near, ethereal.

“…… You are me, can't you really sense my presence? ”

"You, I'm ......" Mu Shan was at a loss, glanced around, and finally saw half a figure, and when he lowered his head slightly, an unintentional glance made him deeply shocked.

The altar under his feet is purely carved by crystal, and at this moment it is slightly emitting a cold light, crystal clear, clear as water, so that Mu Shan can clearly see the scene under the altar.

The water was babbling and gently surging under the altar, and a man dressed in white, with a pale face and closed eyes, was handheld under the altar by countless iron chains made of crystal runes, and his long, scattered hair fluttered with the current, as if to state something.

“…… How so? Suddenly, Mu Shan felt that the bones all over his body, along with the corpse under the altar, were pierced by the heavy iron chains, and there was a heavy weight and pain, which made his whole body begin to spasm.

A great sadness, as time passed, came like a tide, wetting Mu Shan's eyes.

"Who sealed you here......" Mu Shan slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pressed tightly against the crystal ground of the altar, as if he could feel the insoluble coldness, which had accumulated for a hundred years and penetrated into his soul: "Yes...... The Ma family? ”

Mu Shan's lips trembled slightly, and he stumbled and said, "Why did you ...... like this, how can I save you out?" ”

"Help me? …… I am you, so why save me? I have been buried here for a hundred years, and what you see is just a wisp of my obsession, and there are still bonds in my heart that cannot be let go, and it is naturally difficult to get rid of it......"

Mu Shan was listening attentively, but the world in front of him seemed to be forcibly pulled away, getting farther and farther away, and even the voice of the horse crane was like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it was difficult to distinguish: "What do you say, what do you want me to do, you make it clear!" ”

The world has changed, and when Mu Shan is awake, he is already in a different scene.

Where is this? It's snowing, it's snowing.

As far as the eye can see, the world is wet, only the attic in front of it stubbornly extends in the blank world, pointing out a way home.

Mu Shan held a paper umbrella depicting plum blossoms in one hand and a lantern woven into the Milky Way with silver silk in the other, and walked towards the attic in front of him in a daze.

As for why he went there, even he didn't know it, only the emotions that gradually warmed up in his heart were as warm as a lantern in his hand in this snowstorm.

"It's really a beautiful piano sound, like a bird's perched flower branch, singing with the same song, indescribably melodious. …… It's just that in the sound of the piano, there seems to be a trace of eagerness and complaint. Hehe, I don't see you for a day, like every other autumn. She's in a hurry. ”

The cold wind was whistling, but it couldn't hide the crisp wind chimes, which seemed to be urging with anger and disgust.

Mu Shan quickened his pace, and in the vast wind and snow, he stepped into the attic in front of him. Along the winding staircase, he lightened his steps, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sound of heaven upstairs, and the beautiful woman who was stroking the piano and whispering suddenly.

On the third floor, I saw a white graceful figure, standing on the railing, in the sky full of fluttering snowflakes, deeply, full of expectation looking into the distance, black as ink long hair, gently flying in the wind, like wisps of clear ink, in Mu Shan's heart, wrote a lifetime, unforgettable poems.

Mu Shan's movements were very light and light, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, he walked to the woman's side without a trace, slowly moved the plum blossom umbrella in his hand, blocked the raging wind and snow for the woman, and whispered in her ear:

"Flowing clouds and sideburns, golden phoenix hairpins. The eyes are like autumn waves, eyebrows, and jade, and the snow is bright. Light makeup, who is the copper jian for?

The wind moved the bell at the corner of the eaves, and the sound was outside the attic, and Sijun was eager to take the stage. More leaky, hand and hand wandering alone. The sky will be bright, and the king will come with an umbrella and a lantern. ”

The wind and snow, at this moment, seem to be frozen.

Pavilions, wind chimes, plum umbrellas, silver lamps, and the ...... of couples grinding their ears and temples, the picture in front of them gradually blurred and gradually faded away, until they left a panicked blank.

"No......" Mu Shan sat up, his chest rose and fell violently, and it was pitch black all around, unable to see. After a while, Mu Shan slowly got used to it, and said with regret and rejoicing: "It turned out to be just a dream, I ......, where is this?" ”

"Why ...... me in the dream, no, it's not me......" Mu Shan recalled everything he saw in the dream, loss, melancholy, and pity, all of which poured into his face and eyebrows.

"You're awake."

The stove in the room was suddenly lit, and next to the firelight, Sima Yuchen was sitting on his knees, his head buried in his knees, his eyes staring straight at the flickering flames.

"Yuchen, why are you here, you saved me?"

The firelight dispelled the darkness in the house, and Mu Shan looked around, only to find that the house he was in was dilapidated, and the whistling wind was mixed with snow, which suddenly poured in from the window.

"Why didn't you come to me, why did you ......"

Mu Shan followed the prestige, but saw that Sima Yuchen had two shallow tear stains on his face, which were crystal clear against the backdrop of the firelight. Those beautiful eyes like water clearly have the charm of the two people who are usually judged, suddenly, suddenly......

In the dream, the woman who stood against the railing and turned her head happily!

The eyes that should have been full of happiness and joy, who secretly replaced them with pain and mourning!

When has the face that should have been gently pulled up and smiling like a flower replaced by sadness and desolation!

In an instant, Mu Shan only felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if the tears on Sima Yuchen's cheeks poured all her sadness and despair into Mu Shan's deep heart.

Lowering his head guiltily, Mu Shan didn't have the courage or face to look at her, and asked inaudibly: "Are you ......, is it Sima Yuchen, or ...... Yan Xia? ”

"Sima Yuchen...... you really have another woman, that's why you abandoned me!"

The poignant tone seemed to be more chilling than the wind and snow outside, and it made Mu Shan's liver and intestines break when he heard it.

"No, it's not like this...... Mu Shangang raised his head, looked at her for a while, and immediately hung his head deeply like an ostrich, and said with guilt and regret: "Sima Yuchen is the name of your current body, and she looks exactly like you." And ......"

"It's exactly the same, so why did you abandon me for her?"

"No, I'm not Ma Hu, my name is Mu Shan......" Mu Shankou explained clumsily: "I'm really not him, I, I don't know how to tell you...... you have found the wrong person......." It's been a hundred years, and I, I'......"

"My companions, I'm going to find them!" Mu Shan didn't know how to face it, and in a hurry, the only way he could think of was to escape.

"Don't leave ......, don't leave me behind!"

As soon as Mu Shan walked to the staircase, his body was suddenly hugged by Yan Xia from behind, and the warm tears, as if they never stopped, wet Mu Shan's clothes, and the whirring wind blew from outside, instantly taking away the temperature of the tears, leaving only a desperate coldness, deep, deep, seeping into Mu Shan's bones!

"I have nothing but you......"

The fragile and helpless voice seemed to be a spell, slamming into Mu Shan's heart, without any hesitation, Mu Shan suddenly turned around and hugged Yan Xia in his arms, tightly, tightly, as if each other's fates were forever entangled together.

Is it guilt from the heart? Is it out of pure pity? Mu Shan didn't know, but at this moment, Mu Shan just wanted to hold her forever until the end of time. It seems that in this instant, he is no longer Mu Shan, but has become a horse!