This book, as of now, is already the twelfth month, and it has been a year, close to three million words, from the initial enthusiasm to the blandness in the back, I have been thinking, what is the purpose of my persistence? Looking back, I cried, because, this is my dream, writing is lonely, for a while, I suffered from depression, insomnia all day long, but I still insist, I don't want to give up, because, there is your silent support behind me, thank you for always silently accompanying me, although some have not talked, although they have never spoken, but I still thank you, it is you who give me the courage to persevere, thank you!

After drinking a little wine today, an author suddenly asked me, why do you want to write a novel, I said I like it, she said she was too tired, I don't want to insist anymore, I told her, if you are tired, just think about why you have persevered until now, you must remember, do not forget the original intention.

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Feng Aotian hooked her lips and smiled, they all thought that she was too distracted, but how did they know that the bitterness in her heart, the entanglement of her past life and this life, made her suddenly feel tired, but she had to hold on, not for anything else, only for them.

"Love you and never regret it." Duanmuyang said with a smile, "The happiest thing in my life is to get your love, and the happiest thing in my life is that you accompany me at this moment." ”

"Have you ever regretted it?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Duanmuyang didn't open his eyes, but answered softly.

Feng Aotian leaned into his arms and raised his eyes to look at him, "Duanmu Yang? ”

Duanmu Yang closed his eyes tightly, and there were snowflakes falling on his face, which was cold and piercing, but he only smiled faintly, as if only in this way could he feel that he was alive.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

"Yan'er, we all love too much, that's why we hurt each other." Duanmu Yang looked at her, "The fate of this life is the fruit of the previous life, and they are all your debts." ”

"But after all, we can't do it." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.

"I see." Duanmu Yang chuckled out as if he knew it, "Yan'er, there must be pity for a hateful person, he does so much, but he loves you too much." ”

Feng Aotian nodded, "I know." ”

Duanmuyang chuckled, "At the beginning, it was my fault that we missed it, but do you know the reason?" ”

Feng Aotian was silent, he was right, she had the position of Gong Yixuan in her heart.

"Yan'er, I never knew that this miss was a thousand years, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely not hesitate again." Duanmu Yang raised his eyes to look at the snowflakes blowing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I, Gong Yisuo, and you are destined to be entangled, his love for you is no less than mine, but he used the wrong method, in fact, I know very well that in your heart, you actually have feelings for him, right?" ”

Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "More than ten days. ”

Duanmuyang looked up at her, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "There are ten days left." ”

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, I'll pick you up then." ”

Duanmu Yang looked at her, "If I don't make it to that time, then it will be the will of heaven, but I will do my best, so you must take over the world before the great change in the heavens, do you know?" ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, his expression was a little complicated, and he said in a low voice, "Then you?" ”

"I'm going to stay here until that time." Duanmu Yang raised his eyes and looked at her, "So, don't let me down, you must defeat Gong Yixuan, you know?" ”

"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded.

Duanmu Yang leaned on her arms, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was a happy laughter in his ears, he raised his eyes to look into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Yan'er, do you know that the sky has changed greatly after March?" ”

She squeezed his hand and whispered, "This place is really beautiful. ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the two of them climbed slowly, and when they reached the top of the mountain, three days had passed, she turned to look at him, Duanmuyang's face was bloodless, but the smile was still so bright.

Feng Aotian knew that Duanmu Yang had something to say, but she didn't know that he had sacrificed everything for this sentence.

Duanmuyang looked at her in a daze, "Yan'er, I won't let you have any more regrets." ”

Feng Aotian listened to his words, feeling more and more strange, she looked at him just continued to walk forward, she whispered, "Yes, I'll give it to you." ”

Duanmuyang leaned on her shoulder, "Yan'er, I want to try my best to make up for my previous mistakes, but it seems that God has played a joke on me, so I don't even have a chance to make amends." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Duanmuyang, do you still have something to hide from me?" ”

"Yan'er, I want to go back to the past." This is the second time Duanmuyang has said such a thing.

"Yes." Feng Aotian answered firmly.

"Yan'er, do you think we can find Snow Lotus again?" Duanmu Yang raised his eyes and looked at the endless snow-capped mountains in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

The snow-capped mountain was very close to the city, and it only took half a day to arrive, and they held hands and slowly flashed up, and the snow in front of her was white, but she felt that she had never been open-minded.

The two hugged each other and rested for the night, and the next morning, Feng Aotian and Duanmuyang left the city and went to the snow-capped mountain they had seen for the first time.

Duanmu Yang watched her get up and enter the room, raising his eyes to look at the remaining stars in the sky, he sighed faintly, "You can't live by doing your own thing, but how can he turn this celestial phenomenon around?" ”

Feng Aotian nodded, "I'll go and prepare." ”

"Tomorrow." Duanmuyang replied with a smile.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "When to leave?" ”

Feng Aotian closed his eyes and thought carefully, when they first met, they were in a white snow-capped mountain, he was attacked by a white tiger, and she saved him, maybe at that time, fate would involve them together and entangle them to this day.

"Yes." Duanmuyang nodded, "You know." ”

"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded, "But where do you want to go?" ”

Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "Our January appointment is now thirteen days away, right?" ”

Duanmu Yang's complexion was much better than before, and Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "Your body may be well raised?" ”

Duanmu Yang seemed to see Su Yan in the past, she always smiled so faintly, by his side, he took the bowl handed over by Feng Aotian and buried his head in eating.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a satisfied smile at the moment, hooked his lips and smiled, "It's good to be happy." ”

Duanmuyang nodded lightly, Feng Aotian had already gotten up, and after a while, he brought the food and put it on the wooden table, Duanmuyang got up and sat down, raised his eyes and looked at her, "I'm so happy." ”

"En......" Feng Aotian woke up from her sleep, raised her eyes and saw Duanmu Yang looking at her with a smile, the corners of her mouth hooked, and then said, "But hungry?" ”

"Yan'er......" Duanmuyang called in a low voice.

Until late at night, Duanmuyang woke up again, he raised his eyes to look at her, looking at the quiet face leaning on his arms with his eyes closed, a long white dress, and a faint smile on his face, time passed, such a picture, he read it for a whole thousand years.

Feng Aotian closed her eyes tightly, perhaps, at this moment, she just wanted to wait for the flowers to bloom and fall.

Is it plain? Is it Li Ying? Or Feng Aotian? Endless happening, but she didn't have time to think, just let the trajectory move forward, she always thought that she was moving forward according to her own calculations, but, invisibly, there was a person who kept pushing her, who was the mastermind behind the scenes?

Feng Aotian just looked at him quietly like this, and many pictures appeared in her mind, but it was very complicated, and she couldn't tell who she was now?

"Okay." Duanmu Yang nodded, at this moment, he felt very satisfied and happy.

Feng Aotian suddenly felt that she was Su Yan, and now she was the Su Yan who loved him deeply, she just hugged him and whispered, "Rest well, I will accompany you." ”

Duanmu Yang raised his hands, his arms trembling a little, and hugged her gently, "Now I finally found it." ”

Feng Aotian half-squatted and hugged him into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Su Yan only has you in his heart." ”

Duanmuyang looked at her with a smile, "I always knew it, but I couldn't find her, and now that I have found her, she no longer belongs to me." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him and said in a low voice, "Duanmu Yang, Su Yan has been waiting for you, do you understand?" ”

Or is it that in the dark, the woman who loved him deeply at the beginning has been waiting for this sentence?

She didn't know why God had such an arrangement, let her know the memories of a thousand years ago, and let her know that the missed and regretful between them was to make up for his regrets?

Feng Aotian didn't know why, when he heard these three words, a line of tears slipped through the corners of his eyes, which belonged to the woman who once loved him, but unfortunately, he waited for a thousand years.

Duanmuyang opened his eyes, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "Yan'er, I was wrong. ”

Feng Aotian looked at him and clenched his cold hand, "Duanmu Yang, when did you become so pessimistic?" ”

"The memories are horrible." The corners of Duanmuyang's mouth raised a shallow smile, "But, I really want to go back to the past." ”

Feng Aotian paused slightly, gathered his thoughts, and slowly walked to his side, "What are you thinking?" ”

Feng Aotian prepared porridge, went to the bottom of the mountain to buy some food, and when he returned to the mountain, he saw Duanmuyang lying in the toise chair with a sick face, tilting his head, letting the fallen leaves fall on his face, the breeze was a little, and the snow-white brocade robe moved with the wind, ethereal like a fairy.

Meteor yawned, hugged the divine dog into the tent, and fell asleep on the soft couch.

"Yes." Leng Qianye nodded, then turned around, and entered the tent, in the past few days, he had never closed his eyes, and now he was also extremely tired.

Leng Qianye was relieved when he saw that the sky was bright, and Meteor turned to look at the smile that was slightly hooked at the corner of Leng Qianye's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Okay, now that the rain has passed, you don't have to worry too much." ”

Feng Aotian closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath, this is the best result, isn't it? She couldn't give him the love she had for him a thousand years ago, but her dream came true.

Feng Aotian looked down at the pear tree, this is where they buried the wine together, just like a thousand years ago, they also buried the same, but they always couldn't taste it......

Feng Aotian was a little at a loss, as if it was a thousand years ago, she was also so helpless to raise her eyes and look at the endless sky, and finally died alone......

But is that really the end of it? Is this really the end of it?

She covered her heart, and then sat on the wooden stool next to her, the corners of her eyes were a little sour, she knew that Duanmuyang's time was short......

Feng Aotian watched him fall asleep again, closed his eyes tightly, took the pulse, glanced at him, walked out, stood in the courtyard, raised his eyes and looked at the scenery in front of him, this is the dream she weaved for her and Duanmu Yang, but why, the heart slowly hurts?

"Yan'er, it turns out that you are still so ruthless." Duanmu Yang hooked his lips and smiled, and closed his eyes again.

Feng Aotian looked at him and replied truthfully, "No." ”

Feng Aotian took Duanmuyang back to the city, it was an isolated town, she took him to the hut they built together, put him on the bed, Duanmuyang slowly opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, and looked at her with a smile, "Yan'er, if I die before you, will you be sad and sad?" ”

"Yes." The cat father nodded, but now, he was still worried about Feng Aotian's comfort.

"Okay." Wufeng also felt very tired, and turned to look at the cat father-in-law, "Take a good rest." ”

"I'm resting here." Xing Wuyun was too lazy to move now.

"Okay, senior brother, you have a good rest, you have vomited a lot of blood these days." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun and then said.

Xing Wuyun nodded, "You're right. ”

"Nope." Wufeng shook his head and said, "However, I think that since I have experienced it, it will leave traces if necessary, and maybe I will remember it in a specific place." ”

"Do you have a way?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes to look at her and said in a low voice.

Wufeng looked at him indifferently and whispered, "Maybe you'll remember." ”

"Ugh." Xing Wuyun sighed, "However, my heart always has a faint pain, what's going on?" ”

Wufeng looked at him, "You shouldn't remember." ”

"What the hell have I forgotten?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help but feel a headache, his eyes closed tightly, but he couldn't think of anything.

Now that Duanmuyang has no deterrence, they don't have to stay in the emperor's dormitory all the time, the cat father-in-law looked at Wufeng, "I'm afraid this matter won't end so easily." ”

"Yes." Yi Mu nodded, and Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu immediately helped him up, and also left the emperor's bedroom.

Mu Hanjin and Wufeng were silent, and the cat father-in-law looked at Yi Mu's face was not good, and then asked, "You still have to rest." ”

"I always feel uncomfortable thinking about him." Lan Jingshu also echoed, "Especially when I see his appearance, I feel more and more that this feeling has never been felt before." ”

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo who was far away, and said in a low voice, "I have the same attitude." ”

"I said that she can like anyone, but she can't like Duanmuyang." Wei Zimo, who had not spoken for a long time, said coldly, and then left the emperor's dormitory.

"I don't know." Xing Wuyun shook his head.

"So, what will happen to Duanmuyang?" Lan Jingshu asked the most crucial question at this moment.