Countless beams of light wriggled, like wisps of mist of various colors, blocking the dark night and obscuring the light of the stars...

In the distant glowing camp, voices were heard, whispering or whispering, laughing or praying...

It's just that she can't hear or understand.

Only the sound of his breathing beside him was like a tidal wave in the dark night, and it seemed to bring a breeze to the room.

There was snow on the ground, but it was not as cold as the snowy land, and there were trees behind it, bare and without leaves. There are cheerful little animals running around the camp, with brisk steps.

"Sanxia"

"Hmm," she began to respond to his whisper.

"Sansha, I'm sorry. ”

“...”

"I'm sorry, Sangsha"

Fusu leaned against the dry and vigorous tree pole and closed his eyes, and his drunkenness became more and more intense. Slurred, some voices muttered in the throat.

"It's me who's bad, it's me who didn't find you, I'm sorry, Sangxia"...

A low sigh sounded in the darkness of the night, and she didn't know what she was doing, and reached out to lift his drooping hand to her lap.

"Nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault. ”

Does she have the right to answer this question on 'her' behalf? Probably not. But she answered.

"Sangxia, have you forgiven me? I'm sorry..."

The head leaning against the trunk of the tree tilted and fell on her shoulder, and she reached for it, but it was wet and cold. No need to look, she knew, it was his tears.

"I'm so good, I miss you. Sanxia..."

Leaning closer, the smell of wine emanating with her breath swept to the tip of her nose.

She frowned, but somehow couldn't bear to push him awake. let him lean close to her body like this, and the slightly hot body temperature actually made her feel at ease.

It feels so familiar.

It's as if someone has snuggled up to her side like this, and someone has made her feel this kind of warm peace of mind.

Is it him? Is it because of 'her'? Is the ontological memory reviving?

Could it be that she is about to disappear, to be fused with 'her', or to return to that empty world of consciousness?

... She shook her head.

Maybe it's just a momentary feeling. It was a feeling strange and familiar that she couldn't explain and had never experienced before.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to. In one day, it was a day. That's what she once said, isn't it?

Therefore, even if she disappears tomorrow, no matter where she goes or is completely integrated, she has to live freely. Live for yourself.

She didn't know why she had this firm obsession, but she just wanted to.

Happily live for yourself. Not for others, and not for others.

Because, even if she disappears in the blink of an eye, no one will care, will it?

He, they, all of them cared about, it was the original person, not her.

It's weird, but it's real.

She is her, but not the same she she is. She is herself, but she is not herself. There's no way to compete with yourself, right?

The person that everyone is looking forward to is not her. He, the person he misses and feels guilty about, is not her.

The world has nothing to do with her. She is destined to be a passerby, she has come, seen, lived, presumptuous, drunk and sung, and seen the snowy plateau walk through the northern aurora.

The future is not important, so let's seize the time and live happily.

There are still scenery she has never seen she wants to see, and there are tastes she has not tasted.

Every day, it could be the last day. Let's live each day for a while.

She doesn't understand it very well, and she only vaguely feels that she is not important. The people next to her are also not important to her.

But, but why. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she was not the one who was missed, would she have a strange feeling?

It's a bit stuffy here.

Sang Xia clutched his chest, wondering if it was the previous dull pain, which had not completely disappeared?

Still unable to figure it out, he looked at the sky where the light waves flowed.

I don't know how long it took, but the fog began to fade slowly, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a faint trace of elusive color.

The polar night sky is as black as smooth silk satin, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of mystery.

is completely different from the gray and black night sky at the top of Runlu Mountain, and the stars are no longer the appearance of Liao Luo, and they are struggling to shine after being covered by the aurora.

Sang Xia looked at the night sky that had disappeared and sighed silently.

No matter how gorgeous and dazzling it is, what should disappear will eventually disappear!

Straightening up the man who was already asleep leaning on the trunk of the tree, and gently hugging one hand over his shoulder, Sanxia closed his eyes, and his mind moved, leaving no trace in the air, and darkness returned to darkness. It was as if the two had never been there.

In the living room of Runlu, the three of them were in a hurry, and Qiao Ziye kept swiping his mobile phone, for fear of seeing some supernatural events or explosive news such as ET incidents.

Without a sound, Sang Xia appeared in the backyard with Fusu, whose eyes were closed.

Meng Yi, who was pacing back and forth so dizzy that Su'er's eyes were dizzy, immediately saw the two of them. He screamed and hurriedly ran to open the closed glass and push the door.

"What's going on?" Meng Yi took Fusu and asked anxiously.

Sanxia: "He's drunk. ”

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking that it didn't seem that this was what I was asking, alas, I don't care about it for now. In response, he picked up Fusu and went upstairs.

Midnight was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "Where did you go?"

"Snow, polar. ”

"Gone?"

"It's gone. ”

"Been there for so long?"

“... For a long time?"

"Look, it's three o'clock in the morning. Disappeared for five or six hours. Scared the hell out of me. ”

Midnight patted his chest, finally calmed down, and fell into the sofa. Su'er on the side was inexplicably upside down, and turned her head to look at him angrily.

"You're worried about him... Lost?" asked Sanshya, turning her head in confusion.

Midnight glanced at her, and said a little unhappily: "It's not up to you, what did you do to provoke him, but he got drunk." ”

"How do I know he's drunk after drinking so little. "Sangxia really doesn't understand why Fusu's alcohol consumption is so poor.

Of course, she is not the only one who does not understand this.

In fact, wine is a strange thing. Not only people will get drunk when they drink it, but even the spiritual power holders such as the secret clan and the responsible person will also get drunk when they drink it.

And, just like human beings, some of them sweat profusely, but they can't drink little girls with thin arms and legs.

The owner of spiritual power does not mean that whoever has more spiritual power will have better alcohol. Fusu is a good example.

"You don't know that he was drunk for the first time and floated on the streets of Chang'an to attract onlookers.

Datang Chang'an, it was a crowd of people, but fortunately, the people at that time were also easy to coax.

lied that he was a mage from the grassland, but he believed them all one by one. As a result, someone came to the door the next day and said that he would be allowed to enter the palace to perform or something.

I quickly stuffed him into the carriage and ran away. If you really want to be caught by the Tang Emperor, you can't figure out that there will be many national teachers in history who have never been seen before or after them. Alas... West Dam. ”

"Qiao Midnight" Su'er wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at Midnight coldly, and he immediately changed his words, "I'll go." ”

"If you don't break your mouth, you can die, right? ”

"No, hehe, this guy is really not worrying. Midnight immediately brought the conversation back to the original topic, avoiding Su'er's sharp eyes, and continued in annoyance: "He is not unconvinced.

Later, I got drunk again, in the summer, it was wind and rain, and it was snowing when I was playing, and the goose... Mao's big piece of snow in June, can you believe it!

Anyway, I clean up the mess every time, and it's really sad for me. So I'm drunk again today, so I'm not worried that he'll make some trouble again.

It's not what it used to be, people are not as foolish as they used to be, the world is full of cameras, if he flies into the sky or something, he will be caught doing research every minute when he turns around. ”

"Hehe... Who can catch him. Su'er said disdainfully.

She was also worried about Fusu making trouble, but she wasn't so worried, so it was a big deal to live in seclusion. Anyway, Fusu rarely walked around the human world, and when he hid, he didn't believe that any human could find him.

"That's what I said. Midnight also knew that his worries were unnecessary, but he couldn't stand the trouble.

After thinking about it, he said: "People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and they don't understand."

If he is photographed in the face and exposed, we will all have to stay with him for the rest of our lives.

He can not go out, can you? Outside the world of flowers, delicious sweet soup, do you dare to buy it in the future?

Can he still wander around? He's been exposed, and those of us who hang out with him a lot can escape?"

Su'er thought about it, pursed her lips helplessly, and nodded, "That's right." ”

Sang Xia listened for a long time, and finally understood what he was worried about in the middle of the night.

There are many mortals in this world, and suddenly a magic jumps out, which will inevitably cause a lot of uproar.

After understanding this, she smiled and said, "Don't worry." I didn't go anywhere else, and I didn't meet anyone. ”

"That's good. Midnight nodded reassuringly.

Suddenly, he found a trace of strangeness and looked at Sangxia.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing, it's just that it's rare to see you laugh. After saying this, Su'er also looked up at Sang Xia.

Sangxia: "... Oh. ”

She suddenly realized that she seemed to be laughing. What's so funny. Odd. Put away your smile and turn to go upstairs.

"Midnight"

"Huh?"

"Don't you think this Sangxia is weird?"

"yes, she's always been weird. ”

"But sometimes, it's actually pretty cute. ”

Qiao Ziye thought for a while, "When you say that, it seems to be true." It's a bit natural, and sometimes it's ferocious, but it's funny.

Let her clean and she will clean up, you say that I will let her learn cooking skills or something, can we eat delicious food again. ”

Su'er... Turning his head to look at Qiao Ziye for a long time, he shook his head, "People like you are really..."

"What's wrong with me?" Midnight was stunned for a long time, completely ignoring the meaning of Su'er's eyes and words, and chased after him and asked.

The 'bang' door slammed shut when Qiao Ziye was about to step into the door frame.

It's so dangerous! Midnight subconsciously touched his nose. I almost hit it again...

I haven't been on patrol for a few days, and after Su'er closed the door, she twisted her neck, and she was used to her duties and rarely let go of affairs, and she felt a little guilty when she thought about it. It's like Lin Ran didn't go to Su Mu when he was sick, and as soon as his health was good, he wanted to return to his position and start working immediately.

A green light came out of the Runlu barrier. There are at least three hours left before dawn, enough to finish the inspection of the nearest city.

Just as the green light swept away into the distance, Sanxia stood by the window of his room, frowning and looking in the direction where the green light had disappeared.

Was it drunk, or was it dazzling? When I was in the hall before, I saw a similar picture.

She shook her head. The picture flashes by, and it is not very clear.

It was a dark night, as if someone was fighting, but because the night was too dark, she didn't see who the person in the picture was.

After washing, I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom, and added a house along the corridor on the second floor, and I saw Meng Yi who had just come out of the Fusu room.

"He's fine. ”

Obviously, it's a bit of a no-talk to find words, but at any time in the past, this Sangxia is a rare person who takes the initiative to talk.

Meng Yi shook his head, "It's okay, it's just drunk." I don't know why, but he used to drink better than me. It's strange that I can't even hold a few bottles of that yellow soup now. ”

"Before?"

Not long after this Sang Xia came to the real world, not to mention historical knowledge, even the common sense of life is still being learned. Who can know that Fusu was the future prince of a strong country.

Meng Yi thought about it, and probably expected this.

"We were wonderful brothers in our previous lives, and he was, so to speak, my sovereign. He and my brother were still comrades in the battle.

At that time, if you win a battle, you will always have a banquet and drink for three days and three nights. I didn't expect that..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and Sang Xia tilted his head to show a rare curious expression.

"Lord, you used to be soldiers?"

She still knew a little about this, and when she was in her body in bits and pieces, she had also heard and seen some books, historical dramas, and the like that Sanxia had come into contact with.

Meng Yi smiled and motioned for her to go back to the room, if she was willing to listen, he was also happy to let her know more about everyone.

Old things are sad, but at this time, Meng Yi is no longer as strong as he was at the beginning.

There is only a sense of loneliness that was once in the sea. The story is long, but it can also be simple.

It's just that the prince was calculated by the gluttonous ministers, and everyone died under that conspiracy. Including the current Lin Ran is the tenth princess Chenxi in the previous life, and also talked about how Fusu died unjustly, and how the two miraculously reunited...

Sang Xia sat on the sofa in the room and listened quietly, and a small flame faintly ignited in his heart.

She didn't understand, Fusu seemed to be a very smart person, why was he so stupid that he was calculated by the villain?

I don't understand why people can conspire to such a point.

If it comes to fighting for power, she also understands it roughly, but it is just for the sake of profit. But why do you want to kill them all, even if you are a teenager and have a young life?

In the story, she remembered a name, Zhao Gao.

If one day she meets this person, she will definitely kill him.

didn't care what Fusu would think of her.

What's wrong with killing, killing the person who should be killed, she is happy, she is willing.

But why did she think that the person who didn't even know what he looked like was so hateful and hateful. I wish I would let her meet him immediately, and he will be crushed to pieces with a wave of his hand?

Zhao Gao: What does it have to do with her?

Variation. A change that she did not perceive and did not care about, like a seed buried in the deep earth, quietly sprouted...