The rain washed over the nooks and crannies of the city, and the backyard gable was like a pool of water pouring out.

The long-withered grape trellis hung bare with some stumps and fallen leaves falling from the mountains, the stagnant water outside the tea sea corridor is shallow, and the swings are swaying in the wind...

The four of them stood at the door, looking at the person on the bed with teary eyes.

After a golden light, the house was empty. Fusu took Sangxia and left.

After a long time, at the door of the empty room on the second floor of Runlu, there were still four silent people...

Fusu had thought that his wedding with Sangxia would be held in the woodland.

He had been delaying taking her for a walk in the woodland, just thinking that he would surprise her when that day came.

Moonlit woodland, really beautiful. It's beautiful. Like her, she is so beautiful that she is not stained with dust, and she is so beautiful that she is crystal clear...

Two thousand years ago, he was reborn here.

When he stepped through the void and came to the woodland after the voice of the vast voice called for awakening, he was deeply attracted by the quiet and pure aura here.

Isn't the ideal country of his dreams, the existence of a paradise, like this?

Under the sky, the forest is luxuriant, the four fields are all strange flowers and plants, and the elves of the breeze are like dreams cruising in the forest;

The elves jumping in the valley with glowing green light looked curiously at the golden light falling from the sky, and they swam leisurely to gather around the golden light to form a circle, gently and slowly jumping up and down...

The woodland is like an eternal lilac mist, which contains all living beings, like breathing...

The sky was not very bright, nor gray, like twilight but not blue.

A huge full moon hangs in the air, and the shimmer of flowing light is faintly visible, and colorful colors appear from time to time in a white field...

The golden light faded, and the trees seemed to hear the call, and the strong or soft branches stretched out from all sides and intertwined together, building a bed of trees on the heights.

Fusu gently raised his hand and floated Sang Xia up on the tree bed, and in an instant, white flowers bloomed on the branches. The flowers swayed and grew, blooming in the moonlight, and the warm fragrance overflowed.

Fusu slowly floated up, and when he hung beside the tree bed, he had already lost his original clothes, wearing a white robe, in the moonlight, in the breeze, floating out of the dust like a fairy.

He gazed affectionately at the aqua blue figure, whose little face and hair were a little messy in the moonlight. He reached out and pulled her long hair away, strand by strand, extremely gentle.

In addition to the endless tenderness in his eyes, there were unbearable tears fluctuating. The wedding he envisioned, their wedding, is now her funeral!

Windy elves fluttered around them, elves like tiny fireflies in the twilight... Countless flowers flickering and swimming beside the tree bed...

"The woodland is the evidence, and the bright moon is the medium. Fusu and Sangxia, now they are tied and the branches are immortal. ”

Fusu's voice sounded in mid-air, drifting far away.

All the trees shook their trunks slightly, and the branches became more luxuriant in an instant, dancing in the moonlight, making a clattering sound.

There was no other sound between heaven and earth.

"Sansha. ”

He took one of her hands, flicked the tip of the other finger and cut a small piece from the end of her hair, and then a wisp of silver ash floated out of his head. When the two strands of hair fall on the palm of the hand, they turn into two rings, shaped like a woven branch and the color like gray gray.

He put a ring on her ring finger, "I don't know if you like Chinese or Western weddings..."

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, "You said you didn't like diamonds, and I didn't either." It's still pretty, isn't it? You'll love it. ”

He gently reached out and stroked her cheek, the tentacles cold to the bone.

"It's quiet here, and no one will bother us anymore. I'm here with you. ”

Fusu smiled and leaned over to kiss Sanxia's lips, gently as if she was afraid of disturbing her dreams.

"Fusu is here with you, always with you. ”

His voice echoed through the space, however, no voice answered him.

In the distance of the woodland, a white bird flew away, and between the vibrations of its wings, an invisible wave of qi stretched behind it, drawing a long white like a bright moon. There is an extremely ethereal beauty when viewed from afar.

The white bird hovered for a while under the bright moon above the tree bed, slowly lowered its wings, and finally stretched out its two claws and rested lightly on the sturdy branches on one side of the tree bed to stop its body.

The bird is pure white without a trace of variegation, and it looks like a water heron, but it has a feather standing high above its head. It tilted its head to look at the people on the tree bed, then at Fusu, its eyes blinking smartly.

"Cloth wind. Fusu called softly, and the birds moved towards him little by little, and when they came closer, they rubbed the feathers on their heads against his jaw.

"Bu Feng, this is my wife, from now on, you need to induce the spirit of the moon to protect her. ”

Fusu said, the bird nodded as if understanding, a clear call sounded, and it flew towards the full moon in the sky.

Suddenly, white light fell through its figure, and it was sprinkled into Sanxia's body. In an instant, her pale countenance regained some of its former flush.

When the bird flew back to Fusu, it looked at him as if it were a great feat.

"Sangxia, her name is Sangxia. From now on, it will be your hostess. Fusu gently touched the bird's head, and the smile on his face was still bitter and sad.

The bird seemed to feel the desolation in his heart, and spread its wings to protect him. There was a low whine in his throat.

The wind elves, the water elves, the valley spirits, and countless elves whispered in this peachy woodland that was cut off from everything in the world.

"The tree boy has a bride", "The bride is so beautiful..."

Those tiny voices echoed in the corners of the woodland.

Fusu looked up at the full moon, as if talking to the moon and as if talking to himself, "I want to use your power to protect my wife's body." Thank you very much!"

The full moon seemed to be responding, and the colors hidden in a white light lit up in an instant...

Elves came from afar, chattering and whispering around the people on the tree bed, and though their voices were faint, they came together like a frying pan.

Fusu smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Go back, go back." ”

The elves, however, were curious.

"Tree Boy, Tree Child, why doesn't your bride speak?"

"Tree Child, Tree Child, who is she? Is she mortal?"

"Tree Boy, Tree Boy, is the bride dead?"

"The tree boy married a ghost bride..."

"Ah!!h

The elves are completely ignorant of the joys and sorrows of the human world, and death does not seem to be so important to them. But I still seem to understand that the so-called 'ghosts' are quite scary things.

The elves were scared first, and they all dodged to the side and hid behind Bufeng.

Fusu looked at the little elves who flapped their transparent wings, and smiled helplessly: "Yes, my bride is dead." ”

The Wind Elf gently ruffled Sanxia's long hair, and his voice was very ethereal, "The bride of the tree boy is really beautiful. ”

Fusu reached out and pulled Sanxia's long hair back and gently stroked her face, "Do you hear that? They say you're beautiful." ”

If Sangxia heard this compliment, he would be very happy.

She once envied Shi Xuanxuan's peerless appearance, saying that Dye Er is capable and temperamental, Sister A Demon is charming and enchanting, Su'er is different, and everyone is more beautiful than herself in her eyes.

But he always wanted to tell her that in his eyes, she was the most beautiful. Unparalleled beauty.

"Tree!"

An old male voice sounded, Fusu turned his head to look, and a huge virtual figure slowly walked in the deep forest in the distance.

Like a giant walking in a woodland. In the blink of an eye, he came to the front.

The imaginary form was glowing with a faint green, with no specific appearance, only some algae and vines hanging all over its body. There was an eye, huge eye, that opened curiously at the girl on the tree bed.

"She!" is another simple word.

Fusu nodded, "My bride." ”

The imaginary form stretched out a form similar to a hand, and Fusu took it and looked at it as an ancient jade, "Thank you." Pangu. Let's go back. ”

Hearing this, the virtual form was silent, as when it came, and moved its huge body and slowly left...

"Tree Boy, Tree Child..."The elves looked at the jade left behind by the old 'Pangu' strangely and then scattered, and for a while, there were many strange things on the tree bed.

There are plants that look like reishi, bugs the size of thumbs, broken stones, mosses... And so on, piled all over Sanxia's body.

Fusu's originally sad mood was swept away by the lovely actions of these elves.

He smiled and waved, "Go back, go back." ”

"Tree boy, tree boy, come with us to the stream to play. ”

The elves dragged the corners of Fusu's clothes and dragged them hard, but how could they drag him for half a point.

He shook his head, "Go yourself." I'm going to be here to accompany her. ”

The elves turned their heads and lowered the corners of Fusu's clothes, and poured cloth around Sangxia, but they lifted her up without much effort, turned their heads and flew out of the tree bed.

Fusu couldn't cry or laugh, and quickly hugged Sang Xia back, hugged her in her arms and pretended to be angry and said, "Don't touch her." Go play it yourself. ”

The elves were startled, and huddled in one place aggrievedly, gathering a bright glow.

Looking at their pitiful little appearance, Fusu suddenly remembered Sang Xia's miserable pretense. My heart tightened, and I looked down at her, tears gently sliding down. It drips on her countenance, and she will be so happy if she wakes up and sees these elves...

The bird flapped its wings and flew with a flock of elves to the stream in the distance.

It felt as if Fusu's heart was different from before, but it didn't know what was different.

Heart, it's still that heart. It couldn't figure it out, so it could only leave with this group of noisy little things first, so as not to disturb his quietness.

The wind spirit circled around the surroundings for a while, taking on the appearance of a woman, like Sanxia.

"Tree, do you look at me, beautiful?" the wind elf grinned.

Fusu raised his eyes and smiled, "Beautiful." ”

The wind elves kept fluttering, "Tree, you are so sad. I feel your grief, so my body is heavy. ”

Fusu tidied up Sangxia's windswept skirt, "I'm sad that she's dead." ”

The wind elf fluttered and looked like Sangxia's face, "Then I become like her, will you be happier?"

Fusu shook his head, "But you're not her." Even if you become exactly like her, it's not her. ”

The wind elves dissipated their conjured faces, silently dispersed and drifted away into the distance...

There is no morning and no dusk in the moonlit woodland, and the huge bright full moon always hangs motionless in mid-air.

The talking elves dispersed, and some non-speaking elves lingered curiously around the treebed.

Anyway, they weren't as noisy as the elves, so Fusu didn't care.

He gently put her back on the tree bed, and the half of the old jade in Pangu didn't know which deep valley and stream it had picked up, and after melting away the water stains, it was placed under Sang Xia's head like a jade pillow.

Fusu sat on the tree bed, his legs hanging down, and there was an extra flute between his hands.

Under the moonlight, in the purple mist, the sound of a distant flute sounded in the woodland.

A beautiful and melancholy tune, in the vast woodland, melodious...

A row of birds in the distance returned to the forest, and they seemed to hear this mournful voice, and stopped in mid-air.

The elves stopped to play in the stream and listened quietly.

Fusu looked at the moon sky with his eyes and played, two lines of tears slowly flowed out, and his heart ached all the time, even in the woodland.

He couldn't see the person on the tree bed behind him, and there were wisps of misty white light flowing slowly in his body...