The highest thirty-three heavens in the heavenly realm.

The magic is ingenious, and the Yaotai Qiong room is hidden in the faint clouds.

Above the pavilion, a handsome man in a snow-white robe stood opposite another purple-robed and golden-crowned god.

"Let me see her one last time."

"No! You can't go anywhere now. The Great Venerable God looked solemn, simply refused, and then turned to leave.

The figure behind him leaned down and knelt down.

"Father!"

"You are willing to call me father just to see her." The Great God Venerable turned back. His dark eyes are deep, his eyebrows are thick, his nose is high, and his face is handsome, and he does not know his age at all.

"I don't want to say goodbye." He replied, his voice choked.

"Since we won't see each other again, it's better not to meet again." After the Great God finished speaking, he stepped away. As he flew down the attic, a transparent barrier flickered, cutting him off.

Ruan Xingyan casually found something to eat, ate a few bites, replenished some physical strength, and gave medicine to the wound on her forehead. Then she rested in bed, and when she was refreshed, she went to him again.

On the second day, there was a madman-like girl in Zuotu Town, with a white scarf tied on her forehead, looking for her master everywhere, from day to night.

Such a conspicuous handsome son, Ruan Xingyan believes that it must be easy to find. She always felt that the next moment he would appear in front of her with an oil-paper umbrella, so she didn't give up. If she looks for him, he'll show up.

The rain drenched her hair and clothes. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, but her whole body was still soaked, and she was unconscious.

Without a Master, there is no Master anywhere!

After dark, she stumbled and slipped in a puddle.

Two tall men came up, "Girl." ”

Ruan Xingyan raised her head, feeling that these two people were familiar, and thinking that it should be the person sent by Ye Hanxing to follow them, she asked. "You've been following us, haven't you? See my Master? ”

Both men shook their heads.

Riding in a carriage all the way, swaying to the imperial city.

Ruan Xingyan except for occasionally drinking saliva and eating two bites, but she kept pursing her lips and not speaking.

Her face was pale and colorless. Her lips are bloodless, like a sick beauty.

Seeing her like this, Night Hanxing was distressed. Before she returned, he had received a letter, and Seventeen had vanished. She was the only one who came back lifeless. Her eyes were blank, and Nightcold Star had never seen her lifeless.

In his mind, her eyes have always been shining, bright as stars, as if she could speak.

And now she is like a lifeless puppeteer.

"Yan Yan." He called her.

She made a voice from her nose, "Hmm. ”

"I'm tired, get some sleep." Ruan Xingyan finished speaking in a hoarse voice, and then fainted.

By the time she woke up, it was already a day later.

When she woke up, her spirits were much better and she was back to her usual appearance. I couldn't see her emotions. She got up and stretched, washed up, and ate breakfast. Then he left the palace and went to the Xinglin Medical Center.

Yao Ji looked at her usual appearance, but she was still worried about her, and she had been secretly following her.

When they arrived at the hospital, Ah Zhi and Xiao Pingzi saw Ruan Xingyan coming back and happily greeted them.

"Sister Apricot, are you back so soon? What's wrong with your forehead? Hurt? How to wrap in white gauze? Are you alone? What about Childe? You're not together? Xiao Pingzi was quick to talk and asked several questions in a row. He'd never seen them separate! This time, I saw her come back alone. Of course you will be surprised.

Ruan Xingyan listened to Xiao Pingzi's words, and returned to her dejected appearance, without saying anything, she turned around and left. Because Master didn't come back! She clung to a glimmer of hope. Came back to him, thinking he would be waiting for her in the infirmary.

"Sister Kyoko?" Xiao Pingzi was puzzled, and the smile on his lips was gone.

"Apricots?" Ah Zhi also called her.

Ruan Xingyan slowly stopped, turned around and went to the backyard.

Xiao Pingzi was even more surprised, and asked Le Feng, who came along, "Brother Le." What happened to Sister Kyoko? And where is Childe? ”

Le Feng didn't know the reason and shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Back in front of the small house in the backyard, Ruan Xingyan was in a trance. She saw Seventeen Jun standing at the door with her lips hooked and smiling, with a bright smile.

"Master!" She happily stepped forward, but the shadow in front of her suddenly disappeared.

With a bitter smile, she walked in gloomily and returned to the front hall with a small red lacquer box next to the dressing table.

"Brother Azhi." Ruan Xingyan handed Ah Zhi a piece of deed paper, "I'm leaving." ”

Ah Zhi opened it, but saw that it was the deed of the medical hall. "Apricots?"

"Take good care of your mother, and the medical hall will be handed over to you in the future." She had a light smile on her face, "I'll come back to see you when I have the chance." ”

"Sister Apricot!"

"Xiao Pingzi, the gold in my room is at the bottom of the bed, you can take it out and share it with Brother Zhi. Brother Zhi's medical skills are also good, study medicine with him in the future, without my supervision, don't always think about being lazy, I will check it when I come back. ”

"Sister Apricot!" Xiao Pingzi looked confused, "Where are you going?" ”

Ruan Xingyan didn't answer anymore, didn't even say goodbye, and walked away under the two pairs of eyes.

Where she went, even she didn't know. With Master, she feels that if she has a home, she will be happy wherever she is.

Back at the palace, Ruan Xingyan held the small red lacquer box all the way, went to the room, opened it, and there was a pile of papers inside.

Duanxiu elegant fonts, copied handwriting, all have!

Master's handwriting is graceful, as handsome as his own; She has practiced her handwriting for a year, but she still can't write uprightly and delicately. But he kept it anyway and put it together with what he had written.

Bright as the sun rises in the morning glow, scorching like a wave of waves.

This is what he wrote, he never chewed in front of her, but he wrote this sentence when he looked at her that day. She knew what it meant, but she asked him what it meant.

He didn't speak, but only gave her a kiss.

Ruan Xingyan felt strange, obviously she had always felt that the master was a simple little white rabbit, docile and passive, but she was unequivocal when she kissed her.

You and I are nong, and there are many feelings; There are many feelings, and the heat is like fire. Put a piece of clay, twist a you, shape a me. Break the two of us together and mix them with water; Twist another you, and shape another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born in the same coffin as you and died in the same coffin.

The characters on this piece of rice paper are just as handsome, but there are traces of copying. She copied what he wrote.

This "My Nong Ci", she originally wrote it from his sight. When he saw it, he said he wanted to see it. Naturally, she refused, blushed, and blackened the whole paper with a pen.

He was not angry, and wrote what she wrote verbatim.

Ruan Xing's face flushed with shame, and she no longer dared to look at him.

Later, she kept the calligraphy book he wrote and copied and practiced calligraphy.

A thick dozen pieces of rice paper, each one of which is a memory.

Memories appeared in front of her one by one, and Ruan Xingyan's eyes slowly blurred.

She knew in her heart that he had left her and returned to the heavenly realm!

One in heaven and one on earth.

Will they ever have a chance to meet each other in this life? (To be continued.) )

PS: Quoting the lyrics of "My Nong Words".

Original text: You and I are nong, and there are many feelings; There are many feelings, and the heat is like fire. Put a piece of clay, twist a you, shape a me. Break the two of us together and mix them with water; Twist another you, and shape another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born in the same coffin as you and died in the same coffin.

Du Niang's translation: You have me in your heart, I have you in my heart, so amorous, deep love, as warm as a flame, take a piece of mud, pinch a you, pinch a me, break the two of us together, mix with water, pinch a you, pinch a me, I have you in my clay figure, I have me in your clay figure, as long as I live, I will sleep with you in a quilt, and I will enter the same coffin when I die.

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