Xiaoxian looked at the man named Pan An in front of him in a daze.

Familiar faces, familiar movements, familiar words, obviously the people I know best. However, Xiaoxian always felt strange in her heart. Why, the person in front of him seems to not know himself.

I have known him for many years, and I can be regarded as a sister and brother, why can't people who are familiar with him remember it at all?

said that his appearance had changed, so his younger brother couldn't remember his own. Xiaoxian subconsciously touched her cheeks, her face has never changed, nor has it changed deliberately.

That face has always been beautiful, has always been the focus of attention, and has never been overlooked. Why, the younger brother forgot what he looked like, and he forgot that they were once sisters and brothers.

"Girl, why do you look at me like that?" Shaking a fan, the graceful young man in white asked questions with a bright smile and puzzled.

Xiaoxian suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "You...... Don't remember me? ”

"Ah, so the girl knows me? Do you remember my name? Where do I live? Do I have any other relatives? I wander around this place alone, missing my home and my relatives, but I can't remember where my relatives are. Will I be able to meet them? ”

The young man in white looked sad, his eyebrows were tightly raised, and his big eyes were full of incomprehension and longing. From his words, a striking fact emerges.

Xiaoxian shuddered in her heart and couldn't help but sympathize.

Brother he...... Amnesia.

I don't know what kind of past he has experienced, but now he really has amnesia and even forgets the people closest to him.

"I ...... I ......" Xiaoxian hesitated for a long time, but never told him his identity. Because, just when Xiaoxian blurted out, the appearance of the judge appeared in his mind.

I remember that at that time, the judge relayed to stop him, and it seemed that there was a very bad result.

Looking at his amnesiac brother, but he was still smiling and happy, Xiaoxian had no regrets in his heart.

If you can't tell him the real situation, just follow the script he wrote himself.

"Huh? Girl, what are you hesitating about? The young man in white could see that Xiaoxian had been pondering, and she seemed to have a lot to say, but she couldn't help it.

It's like halfway through a speech, which makes the listener's heart burn.

"It's fine. I know you, you just said that your name is Pan An~" Xiaoxian perfunctory, but there was sadness hidden in his eyes, and he couldn't say it.

Pan An lowered his head in frustration, and his voice was even lower. "I thought I had met someone I knew. My name is what I heard by accident, not my real name. You don't know me, so forget it. If you see my family, please tell them that I miss them. ”

Xiaoxian was moved by Pan An's sadness, and just wanted to say that he was his relative, but he didn't want to, the judge behind him came over, took Pan An's hand and ran.

Only the two angry backs of the fairy were left.

The judge was angry, maybe he thought it was Xiaoxian's own brother who took the initiative to find him.

The corners of Xiaoxian's mouth bent, and she was very melancholy in her heart. Not long after, the judge returned, and his face was very bad. He pursed his lips and said a little sullenly, "Oneiroi-sama, you shouldn't touch him, he has his own life." ”

"I said we met by accident, would you believe it?" Xiaoxian said lightly, her eyes not looking at the judge.

The judge was stunned, not knowing what to say. He naturally believes in Xiaoxian, but this fate is really ingenious, so that the judge can't speak.

Xiaoxian felt uncomfortable and got up to leave. I returned to my castle and stayed for a year.

A year later.

It was a sunny day, and the fairy walked out of the castle. Thinking about the days, Yang Jian's game in the heavenly court is about to come to an end today. At this time, Yang Jian should have gotten his own god crown, right?

Stand in front of the castle and look up at the distant Nine Heavens.

"Shall I go up and see it?" The little fairy's mouth couldn't help but start muttering.

She suddenly panicked, if Yang Jian didn't get the Divine Crown and was embarrassed to appear in front of her, what should she do?

She couldn't stay in the ghost town and sit still.

Colorful auspicious clouds rose under the feet of the little fairy, and they were about to take off into the air. A sturdy figure walked over, grabbed Xiaoxian's hand, and gently pulled it into his arms.

The man lowered his head and pressed it against the fairy's forehead. With a hoarse voice, he asked, "Where are you going?" ”

The voice......

The voice is the man......

Xiaoxian passively nestled in his arms and said, "I...... I'm going to find you. You...... You ......"

"I said I'd come to you. No, to you, I promised you. The man pulled out a trophy from behind him.

The golden trophy reads - Divine Crown.

This is the highest glory of the immortal race, and it is also one of the trophies of the god of war. Yang Jian got this honor, and with his solid strength, he got the spoils he deserved.

"Congratulations, you have won the number one divine crown of the immortal clan." Xiaoxian let out a burst of joy from the bottom of her heart. She had always believed that Yang Jian could do it, but she was just flustered!!

At this time, looking at the divine crown in front of him, a sweet smile rippled on the little fairy's face.

lowered his head, and saw the shy smile of his sweetheart, and the corners of Yang Jian's mouth also raised. With his good-looking face and small but delicate lips, he said seriously: "Do you remember our promise to each other? ”

Xiaoxian buried her head and blushed into a red face. The waiting time is very long, isn't it just waiting for today~

Today was the day when Yang Jian came to marry her with the divine crown, how could she not remember the promise between them?

It's because I remember it, so I feel shy. That little face was as ruddy as a red pepper, she buried her head, and didn't dare to look at Yang Jian shyly.

"Xiaoxian, let's be together." Yang Jian said softly and slowly.

He looked at her pink cheeks, and she didn't answer for a long time, which hurt him a little in his heart. They said that they would not break up, and they would take the crown of God to marry her today, why didn't she say a word?

Yang Jian tilted his head and looked carefully into Xiaoxian's eyes, trying to find the answer from her shy face. Looking at her appearance, it doesn't look like she is rejecting herself, so is she agreeing?

If it's a promise, why don't you speak?

Yang Jian has been on the battlefield for too long, and he has long forgotten that girls are shy. He looked at Xiaoxian in confusion, staring at Xiaoxian even more nervously.

After being nervous for a long time, Yang Jian still kept staring at him. The tension in Xiaoxian's heart disappeared and was replaced by annoyance. You, Yang Jian, don't have sweet words at this time, why do you have to keep staring!

I always feel weird!

Xiaoxian threw a roll of his eyes and said, "Look at your performance~ If you perform well, I will naturally promise you~"

"So how does that count as a good performance?" Yang Jian was instantly clever and immediately asked.

Xiaoxian held up her chin and thought carefully. "Well...... You must be loyal to me, and you can't be ...... Always be good to me alone...... And ......"

"And huh?" Yang Jian's mouth grew in surprise.

Xiaoxian began to talk about the 'house rules' that he knew in the world, and shocked Yang Jian. However, Yang Jian thought for a while, and said that as long as he loved Xiaoxian wholeheartedly, what a simple thing!

Yang Jian agreed to all of Xiaoxian's requests, and only waited to return to Heaven and hold a vigorous wedding with Xiaoxian.

The most romantic thing I can think of.

It's about growing old with you.

Collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way.

Stay until later, sit in a rocking chair and talk slowly.

The most romantic thing I can think of.

It's about growing old with you.

Until we're too old to go anywhere.

You still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand. (To be continued.) )