"What is this place?"

I looked up and down curiously, it was a small wooden house, surrounded by straight bamboo, the bamboo leaves swaying under the direction of the wind, and under the bamboo were small grasses, snuggling up to each other, and occasionally seeing a few small flowers. The sight of green relaxes me as if everything that has just happened is just a nightmare. It's real now. I closed my eyes and heard the sound of running water, birdsong, and the rustle of leaves in the distance, like a beautiful symphony. I opened my eyes and looked into the distance, and saw a peach forest, colorful and dreamlike, and unbelievably beautiful. I stretched out my hand, and a white and pink petal floated to the palm of my hand. In the distance, there is a gurgling water, the river is crystal clear, and the pebbles at the bottom of the river are clearly visible, and you can feel the coolness of the water just by looking at it. This place is like Tao Qian's paradise, and it is like an outcast who was abandoned in the wilderness.

"This is my secret base," An Yin showed a rare smile on his face, "It's been a thousand years, and it's still there." There is always something that won't change. ”

It's been a thousand years, and An Yin has been wandering for a thousand years, and this small wooden house has been faithfully guarded here, waiting for its return. I felt relieved, as if I had returned to my own home.

I followed An Yin into the house, which was relatively small and extremely simple: only a bed, a wooden table, and two chairs. An Yin was standing in this room in a robe, which was very meaningful. I looked down at my mint green shirt and imagined how nice it would have been if it had been a mint gauze dress. At this time, the woman in the picture scroll appeared in front of my eyes again, with a gauze skirt, tassels, and jade bracelets...... I was a little distracted.

"What are you thinking?" An Yin asked. An Yin's long black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and a few strands were scattered in front of him, cutting across his face. I reached out and ran the strands of hair behind his ear. When my hand touched his ear, I felt an unnatural slight tremor in his body, but it quickly recovered.

I shook my head and said, "It's nothing. It's just that I saw a woman on a spiritual painting before, and I always remembered that picture later. ”

"What does that woman look like?"

"I couldn't see her face clearly, but I remembered the costume, it was a very beautiful mint green gauze skirt, the skirt was very long but light, the cuffs were embroidered with bamboo, and there was a jade bracelet on her wrist that was transparent in color, which should be a very precious ornament," I said as I tried to recall, "and, ah, yes, I saw her hair, and there was no ornament on her head, just like that, and her hair was black and long. That's pretty much it. ”

I looked up at him, only to find a trace of sadness in his long narrow eyes, and a somewhat lonely expression, as if he remembered something.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"That woman's name is Hibiscus Akiki, and it's your past life. You have always been curious about the things of your past life, and I might as well tell you some about this time. An Yin said slowly.

"However, I want to look at it with spirit stones," I said, "and since I have already committed many crimes, it doesn't matter if I am charged with another crime." I want to know, to see for myself. ”

An Yin was silent, and the bamboo leaves outside the house moved slightly under the wind. A swallow landed in front of the window and looked at us curiously, and with a slight movement, it flew away.

"Just let me go, allow me to be willful one last time." I pleaded.

An Yin's lips moved slightly, but he never spit out a syllable.

"Anyway, it's a matter of the previous life, just let me see." I clasped my hands together and looked at him pitifully.

An Yin shifted his body uneasily.

"Please." I continued to grind him.

An Yin simply stood up and walked outside the cabin, I chased him out, and saw the wind blowing his long shirt, outlining his tall figure. I'm not curious about my past life, but about his.

I tugged at his sleeve and continued, "Is that okay?" ”

"I really can't help you, okay, okay, I promise you, but not today." He looked helpless.

"Why not today?"

"You've been through so many things in the last few days and haven't had a good rest, today you have a good night's sleep here, and you will talk about anything when you have rested."

"I can't sleep." I bowed my head.

"I will stay by your side, the lonely spirit does not need rest and sleep, no one can hurt you." He looked at me steadfastly.

I believe in Him, and I believe in every word He says to me.

"Okay." I compromised anyway.

As I lay on the bamboo mat in the room, I felt a refreshing chill, like the way I feel every time I eat mint-flavored ice cream. When I think of mint-flavored ice cream, I think of Chen Zhi eating strawberry ice cream next to me, and I feel as if my heart has been cut by something, flowing out of a sour liquid that I can't swallow or spit out, but can only let it spread around my body, eroding every cell. Again, I don't think it's real. Could it just be a dream? When I wake up after a while, I will find that Chen Zhi is waiting for me downstairs, my aunt is in a hurry to go to the company, Xia Xiaoya is still running her ice cream shop, and Qi Yan is still sitting in the studio scribbling...... Could it be?

I suddenly felt so tired, a tiredness that went deep into my bone marrow, as if I had spent a lifetime in the past few days. I was lying on the bed, still holding the spirit stone tightly in my hand, my heart was moving slightly, as if I had broken into a dream, as if I was asleep, and as if I was awake, I couldn't tell the difference......

A woman came out of the haze, it was the woman in green, I could see her face clearly, her thin curved eyebrows seemed to be as delicate and beautiful as painted, a pair of lazy Danfeng eyes, beautiful and beautiful, but lost her lustre, small nose, cherry mouth, is a symbol of the beauty of the face. She looked into the distance again, and muttered a name that I could make out of my voice, for it was the one I knew best—Ah Yin!