Following the direction of her finger, Beichen flew up with doubts.

Sweeping all the way forward, some Huayu temples flew over the side of the road, and in the distance, I saw a huge tree standing tall in a cloud and mist.

Falling under the giant tree, Beichen easily opened the purple pupils in his arms, raised his face, and stared at the tree in front of him.

The canopy of the tree was vast, the bark was a sparkling pale brown, and every green leaf was so bright and full of life.

Looking at this tree, you can clearly feel the life force emanating from the tree.

Purple pupils walked over and raised their palms to cover the tree.

With the same origin as the tree, staying so close to the sacred tree, her whole person also felt lighter and lighter.

With a few feet, she had flown up and landed on a thick branch.

Born with two long legs, swaying lightly in mid-air, purple pupils looked at Beichen under the tree with a smile.

"Remember when I told you that I was going to tell you a story, and it starts with this tree, a long time ago, a bud grew on the sacred tree, and then the bud grew...... On that day, God came to see the sacred tree in full bloom, and the sacred tree was in full bloom as promised, but a small baby girl fell from the bud...... The baby was born with purple eyes, and God gave her a name, called Purple Eyes......"

Looking at Beichen under the tree, the purple pupils were in a trance, and he saw the appearance of standing under the tree ten thousand years ago when he was still a god.

It's the same, tilting his face slightly, looking in her direction.

There is a bit of expectation in the calmness.

She fell down and stood in front of him.

"That day, it was the first time that the moon god purple pupil was born, and the first one she saw was Beichen ......"

Tilting his face slightly, he stared at him with those purple eyes.

Raise your finger and point it at yourself.

"Me, Purple Eyes."

Then she addressed him.

"You, Beichen."

She withdrew her palm and took his.

"Purple Pupil Beichen, Beichen Purple Pupil, you, me, together!"

The breeze blew, pointing at her broken hair, slightly covering her purple eyes.

Look into her eyes, look at him in her eyes......

Beichen saw another self in a trance, and he was also standing here at that time, staring at a pair of purple eyes.

He lifted his hand and straightened the few strands of hair from her eyes, just as he had helped her break it when he first hugged her.

"Beichen, what do you pronounce this word?"

"Beichen, I'm hungry."

"Beichen, I want you to sleep with me."

"Beichen ......"

"Beichen!"

……

The slap, with her voice echoing, from immaturity to gradual maturity, the name has not changed from beginning to end.

Taking a light breath, Beichen spread his palms and rubbed the top of her hair indulgently.

"From now on, you will always be together."

She laughed.

"This time, don't break your promise!"

"Never!"

He replied.

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled, stretched out their arms, and hugged each other.

The wind is coming.

Blowing their hair up.

On the sacred tree, thousands of leaves swayed slightly, as if telling the wind about the past.

Hugging Beichen's neck, the purple pupil slowly looked around, then tightened his arms and buried his face in his arms.

Heaven and earth, so vast.

All she longed for was his endless embrace.

……

……

It is the feelings that are big, and the fate that is strong.

Just to be with you, I don't hesitate to go against the sky.

Even if you look back in time, I have to find you.

And then.

Together.

Beichen purple pupil, purple pupil Beichen, forever, together.

(End of text)

January 4, 2015. Wild North. Beijing.

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