In the dream, he walked into a realm that felt unreal: the wind, passing by in the lonely night, through the stars, I saw your eyes gazing at me affectionately;

The rain, passing through the cold city, through the doors and windows, I can feel the breath of you accompanying me;

The snow hung in the bare treetops, and through the cold air, I could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms proudly blooming.

Then he saw a boy writing to a little girl:

In the spring, please stop standing in front of me in a dress in the wind. Because, I'm afraid, one day all you will leave me with is your gently floating figure.

In the summer, please stop standing barefoot in front of me on the beach. Because, I'm afraid, one day all you will leave me with is your smile on your face.

In autumn, please stop standing in front of me hunched over and frolicking in the orchard. Because, I am afraid, one day you will leave me with only your elusive love.

In autumn, please stop building snowmen in front of me in the snow.

Because, I am afraid, I will not see the brilliant fireworks present a happy ending for us.

Chenming's eyes were slightly moist, although he didn't know what had happened. But he understands the greatness of love, and he also learns some philosophies from it:

Sometimes, for a person's love, there is no need to use sweet language to embellish, just a look at each other.

Sometimes, love for a person does not need to be proved by great deeds, it is just a moment of holding hands.

Sometimes, for a person's love, there is no need to use flowery rhetoric to embellish, just a warm encounter.

For your sake, my heart would rather not beat again;

For your sake, I would rather never open my eyes again, only because of the phrase "For you, I will".

For your sake, my breath would rather not breathe anymore.

Just when Chenming was still immersed in grief and couldn't extricate himself, an elder in the Peach Blossom Realm suddenly appeared in front of him, "What you see now is the love and hate that should have appeared in this world. ”

"So, you mean ......"

"What I mean by that is that you are destined to leave the world and return to the space where you are supposed to be. ”

Chenming's eyes were misty and overwhelmed, "Then, you mean to let me leave now, but where should I go back?"

"In any case, the Peach Blossom Realm can't be left without an owner for a day. It is also thanks to the great help of the fairy world that we were able to get through the difficulties. ”

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean, and when I take care of some things, I'll naturally go back. “

Before Chen Ming woke up, the elder told him that in order to heal his wounds, he had to go to the "Breath Cultivation Center".

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and a perfect arc was drawn in the air, and the breeze struck the wind chimes outside the window, and there were bursts of pleasant sounds.

Dawn ends with sleep and a new day.

His whole body was weak, and he sat down on the bed, unable to hide the chill in his heart even if he was covered with a thick quilt.

With pale lips, he laboriously lifted the quilt, the zipper-like scars were recovering little by little, and the blood stained the quilt red.

The first thing he did after waking up, Chenming took out his mobile phone and dialed the head teacher's phone number, saying that he was very sick and needed to replenish his energy urgently.

He remembered the "Breath Cultivation Center" that the elder had told him to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

In fact, every immortal monster has a moving "heart" in his chest, and anyone who wants to absorb the essence of heaven and earth cannot do without this "heart".

It is able to merge with the outside world, and different "hearts" are able to recognize their masters.

His residence is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and although it is not easy to detect, the traffic here is relatively smooth and convenient.

He first uses a spell to hide the place, and then half-hangs in the air and his soul will reach where he wants to go.

His soul flew into the universe in an instant, and he walked cautiously on the clouds, for fear that he would fall if he was not careful. A little afraid of heights, he didn't dare to look down.

Continuing to walk forward along the direction mark, the glittering words "Breath Cultivation Center" came into view.

Not all immortals can come, and this place also needs to be divided according to rank.

Outside the gate is a rectangular frame inlaid with gold lace and embroidered with fluttering butterflies on both sides.

Chenming stood here, "Hello, after identity verification, you are the heir of the Peach Blossom Realm, you can pass!"

Then, the gate slowly opened, and Chenming paid the toll and stepped in.

Here, it is obvious that it is very different from the outside air, and when you breathe it, the air that comes out still has a little bit of oxygen.

When serving here, the butterfly fairies, they have flapped their seductive wings to check the order here.

In addition to some healing wounds, there are also those who do not want to ask about the court affairs because of old age, and are ready to spend the rest of their time here.

Here, you can meet the best fairies and monsters, and it is undoubtedly not an excellent place to make friends.

Chenming found a quiet tree and sat cross-legged, he slowly took out his "heart", which glowed purple.

Chenming closed his eyes and absorbed the endless energy.

There were some subtle changes in his expression: the corners of his mouth became a little angry, and qi and blood circulated in his body, as if he had completely made a new life input.

At this time, he was like a crumpled white paper, soaked in magic, and immediately unfolded.

There are many people who are still silently recuperating here, feeling the quietness here, the poetry here, the fragrance of flowers here, and the atmosphere here.

He rested for a quarter of an hour, ready to wander around and experience the sophistication of the place.

An old man with gray hair and a flowing beard folded his hands and concentrated on practicing his luck. Next to him, a large white knife engraved with the words "Suffocating Ice" stood beside him.

Suddenly, he spat out a stone the size of a bead and glowed red, and with his hand he retreated it into the distance, moving the trees outside for miles.

The other has a face as black as charcoal, and its well-developed muscles seem to be carved out of molds piece by piece, which looks strong but beautiful.

He came from front of him with a sledgehammer on his back, and when he lowered the hammer, the ground trembled three times.

The mouth turned green when I looked closely, and a mouth seemed to be like eating someone, which made everyone here shudder.

He first moved his well-developed arms, turned them to the soles of his feet, and his whole body curled up like a robot, rolling into the distance, his body bubbling with a thorny golden light.

In fact, it was a very lethal burning poisonous flame.

In the shape of the ** space, you will meet the shape of the ** of them.

Whether it's what you love, what you want to have, or what you hate and can't face.

Everything will be arranged in the dark: just like the moon, although it is beautiful, it will eventually return to its own inherent trajectory during the day!