The mountains are nameless and the water is nameless, this is a place where no one lives.

The silence adds to the beauty, and the deep forest has a mysterious attraction.

Li Wu took Mo Yi's hand and walked forward, until he reached an open space.

He stopped, staring at the row of trees in front of him.

"This is the peach blossom tree, do you like it very much?" asked Li in surprise.

Mo Yi bowed slightly: "There are also hometowns when I was young, but it is already past the season, and this tree does not look good." ”

"Won't it still bear fruit in autumn?" said of the juicy peaches.

"Then you will be disappointed, this tree is good at flowers, and the fruit it bears is small and sour, mainly for ornamental purposes. ”

Li Wenyan said with some frustration: "It's like a beauty in the twilight, the beginning is beautiful, everyone remembers her beautiful appearance, but in the end, it can only set off the absurdity of the passing years." ”

Mo Yi understood what she meant, but even if he could go to heaven and earth, there was nothing he could do about this person's short lifespan. After a while, he changed the subject: "There will always be a way." Even if there is not a single leaf left in winter, in spring there will always be peach blossoms full of flowers, and they will be beautiful again. ”

Li nodded with a faint smile, knowing that this topic was far away.

It's just that the peach blossoms still have four seasons, but time is irreversible for her.

Shaohua was short-lived, and greed began to haunt her again, she suddenly felt uncomfortable but had to endure it, pretending not to care.

"Then let's stay here, wait until the spring of next year, and enjoy the flowers and cook wine together. Li Wu whispered.

"Good. He replied, still unconditionally.

I built a cottage and made a small kitchen.

Obviously, there is a person who can do magic, but the two of them do everything themselves.

He wants to give her a quiet life, and he doesn't want to remind the two of them to be different all the time.

She understands it in her heart, but she never breaks it, anyway, as long as you stay together, bitterness will turn into sweetness.

Born in the emperor's family since he was a child, although he can make wine and make medicines, he is not very proficient in cooking. Fortunately, Mo Yi can do anything, she is willing to do it, but she also enjoys it.

The seven jars of wine are buried in the middle of summer, and they can be opened in the next year.

In autumn, Mo Yi made a swing and set it up in the middle of two osmanthus trees.

When I sat on it, I felt the golden petals fall on my body and hair, and the smell was as sweet as honey.

Mo Yi often looked at her quietly, and the two were not very close, but because their hearts were together, they could always give birth to some warmth when they looked at each other, and they didn't say anything, but they seemed to have said everything.

Everything goes without saying, and that's pretty much it.

At the end of autumn, the trees are sluggish, even the withered yellow has turned into mud, the eyes are missing color, and they feel empty in vain, the world is big, people are small, and fate is bumpy and impermanent.

Leaving the worries began to pester, asking Mo Yi to teach himself to play the flute.

She hadn't had the slightest interest in music, but this time she made up her mind.

Like a person is like this, deep in the blood and bones, it has become a habit, even the other party's preferences will immediately become their own, even more attentive than the other party.

Mo Yi was also patient, and he was worried about his small hands, so he followed the original method, gently holding down her fingers, and every note was soaked in the lingering knuckles of the two people.

Li Wei closed his eyes slightly, and the scenery in front of him closed, but the feeling became more and more delicate.

His temperature, the aroma of the moon incense, maybe his own dependence is just right.

That's it, that's it for a lifetime!

Good no good?

So the comfortable posture changed to patience, and the closed eyes could not be opened again, but desperately tried to swallow the tears in the stomach, and the lips were still raised.

Greedy, still greedy, after all, I feel that this life is too short!

In winter, Mo Yi originally proposed to go to a warm place, but was rejected by Liwu.

She said that she was reluctant to bury the wine herself, reluctant to the swing he built, and counted the days with her fingers, saying that she wanted to wait for spring to see the peach blossoms bloom.

When they came, they didn't have to be surprised, and they were so simple that they could just go.

But now, I have created those fetters and concerns, I have reluctance, more sorrows, and like many lives, I am embarrassed by myself, but I am still happy and unrepentant.

So the two stayed again, and I don't know if it will really stay for a lifetime.

Mo Yi made a lot of charcoal fires, and began to use them before the snow fell, even in winter, the room was still warm, with the illusion of spring.

Maybe the days are short, I always feel tired when I leave my worries, I can't sleep enough, and I look lazy all day long.

Today's spirit is better, she sat in front of the desk, laid out the blank paper, studied new ink, and held the pen in a daze for a long time, but she didn't know what to write.

For a long time, in the silence, the pen triggered a sparse sound, like stirring the still air, and suddenly the ground became chaotic.

It's cluttered like a state of mind.

She wrote 'life and death'.

The door was suddenly opened, and the cold wind outside the door rushed in, causing the people to almost shrink together. The hand that left the worry shook, but the good words were just the last stroke.

"What do you write again? I'll see. Mo Yi walked over with a faint smile.

He leaned over and lowered his eyebrows, but his body froze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

After a while, he gently took the pen from her hand.

I was re-soaked in ink, and I didn't say anything, just crossed out the word 'absolute' and wrote it.

Li Wei smiled, life and death are long, she is getting older and older, he doesn't change a bit, how is it possible?

It's just that it's good after all, and it's enough for him to have such a heart.

Soon the New Year is approaching, and no matter how lazy you are, you will always have to make some noise.

Li Wei made some rice dumplings and let Mo Yi scatter them into the dense forest, so that the little beasts in the forest would not starve.

Then, she dug out a jar of wine in advance and shouted that she would get drunk from the end of the year to the beginning of the new year.

Before the dishes were ready, several clouds suddenly floated from the sky.

Mo Yi looked in that direction and said, "They still found it." ”

"Who?" said Liwu tugged at his sleeve.

"Mingyuan, your brother and—" He paused, but didn't say any more.

Just as the fox was suspicious, the clouds descended.

There are a total of five people, four men and one woman, and they only know Mingyuan from worry.

She searched for the things in the previous life that Ming Yuan had told him, and she could probably guess who they were.

The tallest, nine-foot-tall, unstoppable man should be Lou Xuantian.

And the woman in blue standing beside him, who looks sweet and cute, should be his wife, the youngest daughter of the Eastern Desert Demon Venerable, whose name is Banmu.

Looking further to the left, the man with a special demeanor is holding a King Kong fan, which must be Lou Lanfeng.

And in the end, the middle-aged man with a kind face, she really doesn't match the number.

Seeing that Mo Yi saluted the person first, he was obviously the Venerable among them.

In a panic, she also saluted, but she didn't know what to say.

Mo Yi saw her hesitation and whispered, "You should call him father." ”

Li Wu suddenly realized, but he could only bow his head and bow again, and he couldn't say those two words.

"Why did I suddenly have a daughter?, or a child of the human race?" Before the others could speak, Lou Wanyan frowned.

After thinking about it, this North Marsh Demon Venerable was seriously injured, and he no longer remembered the past, and he was the same as himself.

Ming Yuan immediately stepped forward and said, "Didn't you keep saying that your son was noisy and not as quiet as your daughter a few years ago?

His tone was gentle, like coaxing a child.

Lou Wanyan raised his eyebrows and looked at it, and his brows became more and more entangled.

Li Wei was very nervous, and he didn't dare to breathe.

After a while, I saw him smile: "Strange." The first time I saw her, I thought my daughter should be like this! What's your name?"

Li Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and said as calmly as possible: "Li Wu." ”

Ming Yuan squeezed his eyes at her: "Why don't you call your father soon?"

Liwu bit her lip, she looked at Mo Yi, and saw that he nodded, so she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Father..."

Everyone laughed.

Mo Yi asked again, "Is Beinuma okay? Why are they all here?"

Ming Yuan replied: "The Celestial Clan has not invaded again since the last battle, and I think the Queen Mother of the West may not want to make too much of a move, so she will give up." ”

Mo Yi bowed: "Now that the foundation is stable, as long as you go your own way, there will be nothing." ”

She smiled lightly and said, "You just happened to come over in time for the New Year's Festival, so let's eat together!"

Ming Yuan said: "The rice is to be eaten, but the most important thing is to do the happy event!"

Mo Yi was stunned, and without thinking about it, the words came out: "What kind of happy event?"

Ming Yuan continued: "Naturally, it is you and Sorrow'er. She's a year older after this year, and when are you going to marry her seriously?"

Lou Xuanfeng also immediately agreed: "My sister-in-law naturally wants you to marry Mingmei, there is no etiquette, I don't recognize it!"

Lou Lanfeng also smiled and said: "Today, the world is clear, and Gao Tang is also there, don't hesitate any longer." ”

Mo Yi turned her head to look at Liwu, only to see her head slightly bowed, and her shy appearance was very cute.

So, he took her hand and whispered, "I don't have any dowry, and maybe you won't be glorious for a lifetime." There is only one true heart and a thin life. Sorrow, that's the only way, are you willing to marry me?"

She nodded slightly, and the small movements melted into great joy in his eyes.

Pan Mu stepped forward, and she went to pull away from the worrying hand: "I have prepared all the gouache and rouge, and I will definitely dress you up beautifully, so that your husband can't leave your eyes!"

So, the two were separated and busy separately.

The general Mu is fine for the worries to draw the eyebrows and puff powder. After ordering the lip blush, she looked left and right, chuckled and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Huh?" I'm about to marry him, but I still can't believe it, and I'm a little confused.

Pan Mu held the bronze mirror to her: "Look at you, your cheeks are always red, and you don't even need to wipe the rouge." ”

Li Wei lowered his head embarrassedly, feeling some dizziness in his brain.

I think it's mostly happy, but it's caused by a lot of tiredness in my heart, so I don't care about it.

Mo Yi stood outside the house, waiting quietly, those people had taken care of everything, but he had nothing to do.

He looked at the vast expanse, the snow bending the daylight, and there was a hint of dazzling.

He thought silently, the first life just said love and faced separation, the second life did not even say love, only left a deep misunderstanding, to the third life, finally had a chance to stay together, although I don't know when to part, but finally no regrets.

The Tao is not the same, we can't share the same head, but we must also join hands and never give up.