It's May in the mirage, and it's very hot on a sunny day, and when it's too hot, the rain will fall in gusts.

Shao Yisong knelt down for a short time while watching Luo Chengyuan disappear, and then some raindrops fell scattered, and several people hurriedly hid under Maomao's outstretched wings and walked all the way back.

The twilight was four, but at a glance, there was only a little light in the camp of Xinan and the city lord's mansion.

It wasn't until Shao Yisong came down from the hillside to the meadow and was about to raise his eyes to look at the past, that the dead city suddenly became brightly lit, as if someone was alive.

And the people in the bureau didn't notice it, looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, and their hearts were comforted. He beckoned to them briskly, "Let's go, we'll be home soon." ”

Yuan Qinqin had been "in the mountains" before, and she didn't have such a strong sense of detachment, but at this time, she really saw it, and suddenly gave birth to some trance: Are these things she experienced also a century-old dream prepared for her?

Is the world I was in before, the place I'm going to go to in the future, real?

The people of this city have never stepped out of their own circle of life, so that they have been living in a mirage full of holes, and they can still live their lives in reincarnation.

Is it good or bad to be an ignorant NPC?

Yuan Qinqin looked at the people and things in front of her, and felt that she couldn't figure out these problems.

Several people were silent all the way, and suddenly she heard a rather mechanical little girl's voice beside her: "Mother, didn't you say that it doesn't take much effort to make a heart for Xiaozyko?" But why hasn't your hair changed back yet? ”

The little hezi over there had already climbed onto Hong Ling's shoulders at some point.

Hong Ling and Shao Yisong have been supporting each other and walking very steadily.

When Shao Yisong heard this, his heart was moved: "Hongling, your hair ...... Is it because I made a heart for Kozyko? ”

Hong Ling's voice was gentle and comforting: "Brother Shao, I'm fine." You watch your step. ”

Seeing that she didn't always give him a sense of alienation like before, Shao Yisong's heart seemed to be swept by a joyful emotion.

Almost without any thought, he couldn't help but hold her hand: "Hongling." Do you know that since I met you, you have helped me complete two of the most important things in my heart one after another, and I am very grateful to you....... ”

"No, not gratitude, it's more. I had dreamed of you in my dreams before I met you, and I always felt as if we had known each other for a long ....... ”

Hong Ling met his gaze, only to feel that his cheeks were burning, and looked to the side embarrassedly.

Yuan Qinqin coughed lightly when she saw this, and pulled Ao Suo beside her and said, "Let's go first, Ah Guang is taking Xiaodouding at home, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle that little devil." ”

After speaking, he pulled Ao Suo and ran into the rain curtain.

Seeing this, the big hairy man with wings to cover everyone from the rain was about to follow, Yuan Qinqin said: "Don't follow us, you can come back after sending them home, big brother will go back to make you your favorite chicken first~!" ”

Yuan Qinqin plucked the leaves of the big saxifrage grass beside the road, and put Mao Mao on his head, using it as a tool to cover the rain.

Mao Mao put her head on Yuan Qinqin's back: "Whoa-" urged her to go back quickly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, pouring down like a stream of water, Yuan Qinqin used two fat hands to build a pergola in front of him, barely able to see the road clearly, and pulled Ao Suo next to him, but the man didn't move.

Ao Suo stretched out his hand, and his index finger emitted a soft cold air, and soon the rain that came into contact with this cold air turned into a thin layer of ice, connecting his fingers, and gradually turning into the shape of a large umbrella, covering him and Yuan Qinqin under the ice.

The raindrops are quite heavy, hitting the umbrella surface of this ice umbrella, making a sound of gold and jade, tinkling, very pleasant.

Yuan Qinqin looked at it in surprise: "You really have a way!" ”

He poked the cold finger holding the ice umbrella worriedly and said, "We have a saying there that the flesh on a human body will be frozen to death, and if it freezes to death, it will not grow." Yours will? ”

Ao Suo felt the breeze carrying a little rain gently under the ice umbrella, and walked beside this fat piano like white radish, with a kind of joy and joy. He didn't speak, just walked side by side with the two of her, and let Yuan Qinqin scratch her ears and cheeks curiously.

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When I returned home, I boiled the cat food, boiled a big pot of hot water and took a bath, walked to the small stool at the door to wipe my hair, and finally felt like I had returned to the world.

Yuan Qinqin looked at the familiar scenery at home, heard the sound of rain in her ears, and felt that everything around her was intimate. Then I thought of the scene I saw on the hillside, and thought: It turns out that my so-called stability in this world is not in the truth and falsehood of the world, but only in my stable heart.

A smile welled up on her face. Even the two people next to him wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Hong Ling didn't come to Yuan Qinqin's house that night, and probably didn't go back to her old nest Misty Apricot Forest, Yuan Qinqin didn't know what happened to them and what would happen.

And everything ends there: all illusions end with the truth, and all falsehoods end with the truth.

Early the next morning, the birds were like washing, and the wind after the rain was full of negative oxygen ions blowing to the half-hidden wooden carved windows, and the people inside had already gotten up, busily changed the children's diapers, and went to the kitchen to make five breakfasts of four big and one small.

A fat woman like a white radish wore an apron and served porridge with brisk steps. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yuan Qinqin knew who was coming when she heard the rhythm of the knock.

She looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and quickly went to the kitchen to bring out a pair, and then went to open the door.

The monster girl had a gentle smile on her face, and her white hair was neatly combed. One hand was holding a bag of breakfast-like things, and the other hand was holding a person.

Yuan Qinqin smiled with her eyebrows, looked meaningfully at the hands that she and the Shao City Lord were holding together, and teased: "Why did you come here so early, don't rest for a while, aren't you two tired?" ”

Hong Ling revealed her little daughter's coquettishness, and said to Shao Yisong: "Brother Shao, don't listen to her, she will talk nonsense." Yuan Qinqin looked at it, as if she had seen the past for her in a dream, and felt that such a red Ling was really good.

Two beautiful men came out of the house, Ah Guang and Ao Suo were all cleaned up, and when they saw two more people coming, they felt that it was too small to sit in the room, so they simply moved everything on the table to the big stump table in the yard.

Yuan Qinqin hugged Xiaodouding, and while feeding the child, she smiled and listened to a few people chatting.

Hong Ling said: "Brother Shao and I have decided to hold a wedding. ”

Yuan Qinqin and Ao Suo didn't expect it, they looked at each other for a while, and said in unison: "So fast!" ”

Shao Yisong smiled, waved his hand and said, "Not happy, it's my wish now to be with Ling Niang as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand under the table and held Hong Ling's hand. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Yuan Qinqin couldn't touch the rhythm of these two people, especially Shao Yisong's, how could he like Hong Ling as if he suddenly opened his mind? Could it be that because she made a heart for him, she was so moved that she wanted to make a promise?

Hmm, this is greasy, and it will be clear to gossip with Hong Ling alone later.

Yuan Qinqin smiled: "Congratulations! Don't know when the wedding date is? ”

Shao Yisong said: "Of course, I think the sooner the better, but after a fortune teller in the city, only June 16 is a good day." ”

The smile on Yuan Qinqin's face condensed: "June...... Sixteen? "The question is looking at Hong Ling, girl, are you sure you want to get married on this unlucky day again?

Hong Ling understood what she meant and gave her a smile of "you can rest assured". Yuan Qinqin shrugged her shoulders and lowered her head to feed the child.

Your big day, it's good if you're happy.