Bai Ze heard Yuehua call him, turned half of his body and came over, a pair of amber eyes full of surprise, "Yuehua! I'm going to drink this! This smells so good! ”

Yuehua was very helpless, "Could it be that you woke up because of the smell of wine?" ”

Bai Ze nodded suddenly, and then arched the wine jug to Yuehua's hand with his nose, looking at her expectantly with a pair of big eyes, "I want to drink!" Yuehua, can I just drink a little bit? ”

Yuehua smiled, she looked up at Che Kong, Che Kong smiled faintly, and nodded at Yuehua.

Yuehua looked down and saw Bai Ze staring at him with sparkling eyes, so she had to reach out and pour half a cup for Bai Ze, hand it to Bai Ze, and carefully tell him, "Don't drink too much, otherwise you will get drunk easily." ”

Bai Ze didn't know if he heard Yuehua's words, he lowered his head and sniffed at the mouth of the cup first, then buried his head in the cup and drank it, and the cup was empty after a while.

When Bai Ze turned into a beast, the amount of alcohol was very poor, and although he was addicted to alcohol, in fact, he couldn't drink much at all. So just one glass, it's a little drunk.

Bai Ze's eyes narrowed slightly. Staggered two steps, jumped back on Yuehua's body, and found a comfortable place in her arms to lie down, but after a while, she fell asleep again.

Yuehua couldn't help but look at the little thing sleeping with her skirt in her heart, and the haze in her heart dissipated a lot for a while.

Seeing this, Chekong said to Yuehua, "Let's go, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the steps of winemaking, and after you've learned everything, the last step is to integrate memories into wine." ”

For immortals, time flies quickly, fifty years, fifty years in a flick of a finger. The world is stable, all walks of life are back on track, and Yuehua and Chekong are hidden in the Late Green Valley together, and they don't want to ask about the world anymore for the time being.

In the years that followed, Yuehua had been learning to make wine with Chekong, until that evening, Chekong took her out of the cellar and suddenly said to Yuehua, "Today is the birthday banquet of the Emperor of Heaven, do you want to go to watch the ceremony?" ”

"Birthday feast?" Yuehua's voice sounded a little confused, and she looked blankly at the clear sky.

These days, she always feels that something is wrong, but she can't seem to say what is wrong. It's like there's an important person, but you can't remember his name or appearance anyway.

There was an inexplicable empty piece in her heart, and the missing part made her whole body a little depressed. When you are alone, your heart will suddenly ache, but you don't know who you are suffering for.

At this time, when he heard Chekong say about the enthronement ceremony, his originally calm heart began to hurt again. She couldn't help but ask, "Who is the current Emperor of Heaven?" ”

Chekong was stunned for a moment, his warm eyes looked at Yuehua, as if he was faintly worried, and after a while, he confirmed that Yuehua was fine, and then replied hesitantly, "It's Shulou." ”

Shulou is right, it turns out that the person's name is Shulou!

The missing piece in Yuehua's heart was finally filled, but what followed was intense emotions and loneliness that was about to overwhelm Yuehua. He didn't remember himself anymore.

And now, even I am slowly beginning to forget about my dream.

Yuehua was flustered in her heart, and when she raised her eyes and met Chekong's concerned eyes, she had to say indiscriminately, "I won't go, now I am an ancient god, and random people will cause unnecessary panic." ”

After sending the sky away, she couldn't be calmer anymore. Shulou, Shulou, it turns out that after that jade pendant is broken, even I can't remember you anymore?

After that, Yuehua found out more than once that she was indeed in a daze alone more often, and she often didn't know what she was doing after being in a daze, until she suddenly remembered her dream again.

Yuehua knew that she was forgetting her dream little by little.

"I'll forget him" Yuehua's blank eyes looked into the distance, muttering in her mouth, and in the end, she couldn't help but be afraid. What if you really forgot your dream?

Obviously she was already a person who had invaded the depths of her soul, and even if she was intermittently forgetting now, she felt that her heart was empty and had nothing to rely on. If you really can't remember it anymore, do you have to live with this loneliness for the rest of your life?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and after repeating it a few times, Yuehua locked herself in the wine cellar. She wanted to use her memories to make a new wine, a new wine that would make her no longer forget her dreams.

Yuehua began to indulge in wine, day after day, until she finally made a unique wine - Menghui.

She used her own skills to integrate all the bits and pieces of her and Shulou into the dream back wine, as long as she was drunk, she could **** dream back, and see him in the dream, so that she wouldn't forget him.

is also because Yuehua has made too many dream back wines, and the memories are not exactly the same every time, and the dream back wine she brews is not the same taste almost every time.

But the common denominator is that every time a new dream wine comes out, its rich and complex aroma spreads throughout the valley and lingers.

Yuehua kept brewing wine, until she brewed a dream, as long as a cup will sleep for a year, this year, she will always meet in the dream and Shulou, after waking up she is the Yuehua who loves to talk and laugh.

Sensing that she was beginning to forget that person again, Yuehua would let herself enter the dream again, where she would see the person she had been thinking about day and night.

Chekong could only sigh when Yuehua was asleep, looking at the brows that she couldn't let go of in her dreams, he didn't know what to do in order to dispel the obsession in Yuehua's heart.

In fact, perhaps it was precisely because he knew the pain of giving up his obsession that he was reluctant to let Yuehua forget.

Until he found out that Yuehua had been sleeping in his dreams for longer and longer.

Probably because the speed at which Yuehua forgot was accelerating, so if he drank it once, he could not drink it again for a hundred years. Now it's 80 years, 50 years, 30 years, 10 years.

Che Kong really couldn't stand it, and when Yuehua woke up from her sleep again, Che Kong was sitting at the head of her bed.

Yuehua rubbed her eyes and sat up, her voice slightly tired, "Clear sky? What's wrong? ”

Chekong raised his face at Yuehua for the first time, and there was a hint of detachment in his always warm eyes, "Lianqi, you can't go on like this anymore." ”

"Even though you are a god, but the spirits hurt the spirits, not to mention, you are drunk in your dreams for longer and longer, I am really worried, one day you will" Chekong said more and more urgently, and stopped halfway through the last sentence.

But Yuehua understood what he meant.

She lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly, in fact, she had already thought about this question.

Chekong was still struggling to persuade her, "Let go of your obsession, you shouldn't be a person all the way, you think about it hard, but he doesn't know it, what's the point?" ”

What Chekong said makes sense, and Yuehua understands. In the past few hundred years, she has actually been paying attention to the movements of this heavenly palace. In all fairness, Shulou managed the Six Realms very well, and more and more people in the world sang praises for him. However, he never once, remembered himself. (To be continued.) )