The beast tide that erupts every few decades in the Plains of Blood suddenly ceased to occur for some reason. The fertile wilderness gradually attracted more residents, and the small villages gradually increased the number of people.

This year, Mo Yu was twenty years old.

It is said that the man used to be a tailor in the city, earned some treasures, and bought hundreds of hectares of fertile land in the village in one go, which shows that the family is quite wealthy.

According to the rules of the village, the new residents should set up a banquet and invite all the people in the village to participate, which can be regarded as greeting each other, and they will be a member of the village in the future.

Of course, this banquet is also good and bad, according to the family background, but most of the people in the village have a simple personality, and everyone will go to the banquet if they are good or bad.

Mo Yu is an adult, although he is not married, he is also sitting at the man's table, looking at the wine and food on the table, and secretly smacking his tongue in his heart.

This banquet is really expensive.

"Fellow villagers, fellow neighbors, our Ling family has officially moved into our village since today, if there is anything in the future, please take care of it. Of course, if Ling can help, he will never refuse. ”

Ling Yun was a white and slightly chubby middle-aged man, with a kind smile on his face, and brought his wife and daughter over to toast everyone.

The men at the table got up one after another, and Mo Yu followed, his eyes fell on the daughter of the Ling family, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

Her skin is like snow, and she wears a well-tailored white dress, like a lotus flower that blooms quietly, and she is more beautiful than the girls in the village.

But the more important reason is that this girl gives him an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had known her before, but in his memory, he has no impression.

What's going on......

A burst of laughter woke Mo Yu up.

"No wonder Mo Yu, this kid has never been in a hurry to get married, it turns out that he is waiting for something better. ”

"The vision is really good, the girl of the Ling family, I think even in the city, there are few that can compare. ”

"The Mo family boy, if you fall in love with someone, you have to do it quickly, if you are slow, you may be robbed by others. ”

In the joke, everyone laughed heavier.

Mo Yu looked embarrassed and hurriedly drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Ling Xuefen's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in her heart, this person was inevitably too fierce, even if he ...... Even if you like her, you don't have to show it so obviously, it's really embarrassing.

Yu Guang glared fiercely, looking at his embarrassed appearance at the moment, but he was a little funny in his heart, and most of the annoyance dissipated unconsciously.

This is the first time the two have met.

Soon, they were together.

Ling Yun was heartbroken for a while, and when he saw Mo Yu, he didn't give a good face, he was as beautiful as a fairy's daughter, and finally fell into the hands of this kid. Later, seeing that he was really good to Ling Xue and his daughter was really happy, he slowly dissipated his anger.

Half a year later, the two got married.

Mo Yu was wearing a big red wedding robe, walking among the guests, his heart was full of excitement, somehow, he especially wanted to see Ling Xue now.

It seemed like a little too late, and she would be gone.

When the wine dissipated, he finally sent away the guy who was making trouble in the new house and hurried back to the room.

Closing the door and looking at the quiet shadow sitting upright on the big red bed, Mo Yu's heart suddenly settled down.

Yes, she is already her wife, where else can she go?

Carefully picking off the hijab, looking at his wife, who was becoming more and more delicate under the delicate makeup, his eyes suddenly became a little sour.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xue was startled and hurriedly grabbed his hand, her face full of concern.

Mo Yu took a breath, shook his head and said, "It's okay, but suddenly I feel that everything is so unreal." ”

"Fool, people are already married to you, can this still be fake. Ling Xue glared at her slightly, with infinite charm.

Mo Yu smiled, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, neither of them spoke, listening to each other's heartbeats, enjoying the warmth.

After a long time, he said softly: "Xue'er, maybe you don't know, when I first met you, I felt very familiar, as if I had known you a long, long time ago. ”

Ling Xue let out a soft "um", was silent for a while, and whispered, "Actually...... Actually, I feel this way too, otherwise I wouldn't have married you so soon. ”

"Perhaps, we were husband and wife in our last life. ”

"Then we will be together for the rest of our lives!"

"Yes. ”

......

Time flies.

The following year, their first son was born, and Ling Xue named him Mo Xiang.

Another year, their second son was born, still named by Ling Xue, named Mo Si.

Mo Xiang...... Moss...... Mo Xiangsi......

Mo Yu smiled and asked her why she had such a name, but Ling Xue just laughed and didn't answer.

Life is very peaceful, time passes year by year, the two are getting old, and the two sons are beginning to grow up.

It's just that when he dreams back at midnight, Mo Yu always rings from time to time, a dream he had many years ago.

A dream with no content.

But he felt that he should remember, as if there was something extremely important to him in this dream.

He once smiled and said, maybe I met you in a dream.

Ling Xue smiled and said then you should think about it, and when you think about it, tell me how we are in our dreams.

Mo Yu said okay.

But many years have passed, and he still can't remember, but as he gets older, many memories have become blurred.

That winter, it was snowing heavily outside, Mo Yu sat in front of the bed, took her hand, and accompanied her through the last part of the road.

Ling Xue was gone, very peaceful, without any pain.

But even so, Mo Yu felt that his heart was suddenly hollowed out.

He began to become silent, always sitting alone in the courtyard basking in the sun, thinking about Ling Xue and thinking about his dream.

Because he knows that there may not be much time left for him to reflect.

In the spring of the second year, there was a great joy in the village, Mo Liang's second grandson, Mo Cheng, was accepted as a disciple of the Inner Sect by the Four Seasons Sect in a big city far, far away.

This is a great joy for the glorious ancestors, Mo Liang sat in front of Mo Yu, chattering, his face red.

Four Seasons Sect ......

This name, which seems somewhat familiar, should have been heard somewhere.

Mo Yu thought about it for a long time, and then decided to go to Four Seasons City to have a look, and Mo Liang also said to go together.

The two ancestors of the family wanted to go far away, worried about their health, and the children and grandchildren naturally dissuaded them for a while, but the two of them were iron-hearted, and after a while, no one dared to say anything.

After more than three months of bumpy roads, the two brothers finally walked into Four Seasons City.

Looking at the people coming and going on the street, Mo Yu's eyes showed reminiscence, and the feeling here was extremely familiar, as if it was ...... He used to be.

However, in his life, he had never been to such a far place.

When did it come?

Mo Liang went back in just half a month, Mo Yu stayed, lived in the inn, and with the support of Mo Xiang and Mo Si brothers, he walked all over the Four Seasons City little by little, and the sense of familiarity in his heart became more and more heavy.

It's like a scorching flame that can erupt at any moment.

On this day, he did not go out, sat in the window seat, and slept quietly.

Mo Yu had a dream, a long dream, and in the dream, he experienced another kind of life.

There is parting, there is sadness, but it is magnificent and wonderful.

In that dream, there was also Ling Xue, but in the end, they couldn't get together.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his dim eyes, with tiredness that could not be concealed.

In front of him, there was a son with a concerned face, and he was overjoyed to wake up, and it turned out that he had slept for three days and three nights.

Sure enough, it was a long dream.

Mo Yu clearly felt that his time was running out, but he still asked to go to another place.

The black stone path is winding, and there are not many pedestrians on the road, but the small restaurants on the side of the road are full of customers.

A beautiful young woman was busy serving food with a familiar smile on her face.

"Old man, what would you like to eat?"

She bent down and asked, but her eyes flashed a little puzzled, why she felt so kind when facing him.

Mo Yu thought for a while and reported a few dish names.

Soon, the dishes were ready, and he tasted them and suddenly laughed.

Because the taste of this dish is exactly the same as in his dream.

Mo Xiang and Mo Si settled the bill, Mo Yu got up, and after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Sister-in-law of the Lin family, if you meet lonely and helpless children in the future, please help them." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, and Sister-in-law Lin stood in place in a daze, feeling reluctant in her heart.

But his meaningless words were deeply imprinted in her mind, and she never forgot them.

Mo Yu was sick and his body was losing weight rapidly, Mo Xiang and Mo Si rushed home desperately, because they felt that the old father wanted to see his mother again before leaving.

Finally, two months later, they returned to the village.

Mo Yu's confused consciousness miraculously woke up on this day, and he regained his ability to move, and walked all the way to Ling Xue's grave.

But Mo Xiang and Mo Si brothers cried.

Because they know that this is the return of the old father.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are difficult for everyone to escape, what are you crying about? Mo Yu drank them, but he couldn't help but reach out, gently touched their heads, and said gently: "Let's leave, I want to talk to your mother alone." ”

Waiting for his son to leave, Mo Yu sat in front of the grave, his palms full of old age spots, and gently stroked the stone tablet.

"Xue'er, I remembered that dream, it was so long, it was so long, you must want to know it too, I'll tell you little by little. ”

The old voice, wafting in the wind, Mo Yu quietly recounted everything he remembered.

The sun was setting and the red glow was blazing.

Mo Yu finally finished talking about his dream, he was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Xue'er, did you say I was dreaming before?Or am I dreaming now?" Looking up, a smile appeared on his face, "But no matter what, I finally came together with you, that's enough, right?"

At sunset, he leaned against the tombstone, his snort waning, and his eyes closed.