Song Min has his pride in his bones, and after being constantly asked by Gala to change, he just asks, "Do you prefer me like this?" ”

Gala said yes, and he changed it.

In the end, he couldn't be like a thousand mirages, and Gala's attitude never softened in the slightest, so Song Min suddenly resented being deceived and despised in the slightest.

It was a long time, after being disappointed again and again, after the young man carefully cared for his ignorant love, but was teased with indifference, and the torment that lasted from the period of youth and admiration to adulthood.

To this day, Gala couldn't help but ask Song Qi what had settled a hundred years ago, which made her stunned to realize that Song Min had left her such a strong emotional memory.

She went to ask King Zhaotong's mother, but she had no intention, just because Song Minwei had a memory for her mother, and one of her main wishes before her death was to rescue her imprisoned biological mother.

She even subconsciously admitted that the next time she was awakened would be Song Min, so that she would have the opportunity to tell him that your mother would be fine after that and she would not suffer any more.

It was as if she was looking forward to Song Min's resurrection.

Gala took a few steps, then suddenly, uncontrollably, bent down, covering her mouth and retching.

She betrayed the Mirage.

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The verandah was long and gray, and the footsteps made a clear wooden sound when they stepped on it, and two dim lanterns hung around the corner, and as she continued to walk forward, she smelled a little strange smell of dust, mixed with the damp smell of the familiar verandah soaked in dew in the early morning, as if she had not come for a long time, and as she walked step by step, she became more and more belonging, the doors and windows, the dew dripping from the eaves, Gala's heart suddenly jumped wildly without warning, and with a turn of her toes, she touched the hard corner, and her eyes hurriedly glanced down and looked up again.

The young man, dressed in a dark blue robe, sat on the railing, with a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, as if he was proud, holding a jar, and blinking at her with pleasure, but did not take the initiative to greet her, but blinked his rippling eyes, looking at her in the dim light. There was a look of expectation in his eyes, and he looked at it with expectation and arrogance.

Gala didn't move for a long time, pinching the wall and not moving, her fingernails were deeply sunk into the wall, Song Min didn't wait for a reply, the corners of her mouth flattened, she retracted her gaze pretending not to care, turned to glance at her again, lowered her eyes and fiddled with the jar in her hand.

"What are you doing at the door of my room?"

Song Min's eyes lit up again, and when he spoke, he inadvertently puffed up a little cheek, pretended not to care and handed over the jar in his hand, and said, "No, I did it casually, thinking that you haven't seen the jar I pinched with my own hands, so I'll show it to you." ”

Gala took it, Song Min's handmade has never been good, it is not a material in this regard, but this jar is made exquisitely and beautifully, I don't know how many embryos are going to be broken behind it, she looked down for a while, and did not speak. Song Min couldn't hold back, leaned forward slightly, and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you, you don't have to give it back to me." "The eyes were very nervous.

Gala looked up at him, such a young face, such a smart and vigorous expression, his expression showed the beauty of Mirage's face to the extreme. Song Min likes to be a little sideways, his eyes turn to look at people, and the long tails of his eyes are raised, which makes his eyes look extraordinarily sparkling. Song Min likes to smile at the corners of his mouth, and his thin lips are particularly curvature. That face gradually became his own, as if it should have been born for him, as if he was replaced many years ago, the person called Qianmir a hundred years ago was just a dream of Gala, and Song Min was the person who really existed in front of her.

This squeamish bag who doesn't like to tell the truth.

When Gala woke up, she realized that she didn't know when she had slept in the grass on the side of the road, and she had a special constitution and no poisonous insects to bite her.

"What are you doing here?"

Yu Su's attitude was very gentle and said, "Wait for you to wake up." ”

Gala wiped her face and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"I have only waited for one day," said Yu Su, "you have dreamed, what have you dreamed of?" ”

Gala frowned and stood up and walked back: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

"You'll love him when he's dead." Yu Su suddenly said loudly behind him.

Gala looked back at Yu Su with a blank expression.

Yu Yu spread his hands and said: "Only the dead can rely on memories to gain the love of the living infinitely, if he lives, you may not be so moved, aren't you the same for a thousand mirages?" All that touches you is their deaths. ”

After a long confrontation, Gala laughed abruptly: "What is your psychology for caring so much about who I love and who I pity?" Are you jealous? ”

After a pause, Gala turned around and left, suddenly stepped on something under her feet, looked down, it turned out to be the bracelet of a thousand mirages, stopped again, squatted down to pick it up in her hand, and said, "Let him live this life well." ”

Yu Su didn't speak for a while, as if he was a little surprised, followed a few steps, and said, "Qianxiao Mirage has fused well with him, it doesn't matter if you wake up earlier, you really don't want to see him?" ”

Gala's shoulders stiffened for a moment, then she finally relented and whispered, "Don't move him." ”

Qianxiao Mirage can be described as a fool with stupid blessings, eating, drinking and having fun to nearly twenty, and whoever in the clan sees it must care about his wife, Qianxiao Mirage bit the preserved fruit and was unwilling, muttering what is good about marrying a wife, so he turned his head and went into his own house.

Qianxiao Mirage's heart to marry a daughter-in-law was very warm, but unfortunately she was told that marrying Gala was impossible in her life, and her life suffered a huge blow, and she felt that the girl she was looking at in front of her did not have Gala's fairy spirit, that she was not sassy, that was not as gentle as her, and not as powerful as her, and most importantly, not as beautiful as her. Although he was hit by others, including Gala herself, Thousand Mirage still did not forget her original intention and insisted that Gala was the best choice for his daughter-in-law.

After discovering this fairy who was picked up by himself from the road, or a fairy who had beaten himself when he was a child, Qianxiao Mirage was even more admiring, patting his thin chest and saying loudly: "Fairy, do you know what a fairy is?" She won't be old, you can find me another fairy who won't be old and looks good! Everyone didn't bother to pay attention to him after hearing this, so he didn't have any thoughts about this at all.

Gala will also take care of the affairs of the clan when he has nothing to do, mainly still hunting and defending against enemies, and the affairs that need to be communicated with the outside world for a long time are also undertaken by Gala.

Often when the dust came back, she sat cross-legged by the stream and washed her hands and face, and a thousand mirages sneaked up to her to watch.

Gala shook the drops of water in her hand and asked, "Ari didn't come to you yesterday, why did you refuse her?" ”

Qian Xiao Mirage snorted and said, "It's a party that matches men and women without families, what am I going to do, can't I pay attention to avoid suspicion?" ”

Gala asked amusefully, "What do you have to avoid?" ”

"Of course I have to pay attention, hey, my daughters-in-law are too many to count," Qian Xiaomir raised his fingers: "Little fairy, little fox, little green snake, and peach, Qiao'er, there is a Jiaojiao in the book I am reading recently, and I am considering whether to include her in my wife." ”

Gala: "......"

"Oh. In fact, there are ......" Qian Xiaomir stretched out his hand and pointed cautiously: "You." ”

Gala shook her head nonsensically and smiled, "I have something to cling to." ”

"Why can't you, I just value you, I just think you're good," Qian Xiaomir said seriously: "Even if I am old, dead, and reincarnated as someone else, I like you in every reincarnation, and there is nothing unusual." ”

Gala's hands trembled.

Even if I like you in every one of my incarnations, it's nothing unusual.

What is Qianmir's feelings for her, what are Ning's feelings for her, Song Min, what are Qianxiaomi's feelings for her?

Who takes care of her, who depends on her, and who really likes her?

Does she understand? Doesn't she understand?

Doesn't she understand?

"What's wrong with you?" Qian Xiaoxiao hurriedly asked, reaching out to help her: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Gala pressed her face, gently pushed away the hand of the thousand mirages, and said, "It's okay." I'm fine. ”

She curled up motionless by the river beach for a long time before she slowly raised her head under the nervous gaze of Qianxiao Mirage and smiled palely: "Thank you." ”

Qianxiao Mirage's life is good in the front, bad in the back, and he died of illness only five years later, and he really didn't wake up before he died, and he lived this short life completely as himself.

He was not buried, and his body was still taken away by Yu Su and melted his bones and blood.

In the middle of this hundreds of years, the tribes gradually migrated northward, and two factions were divided in the hands of Yu Su, who generally agreed with Yu Su's approach, but privately competed with each other to crush each other.

During this period, the realm of the barren land was broken for no reason, facing the tribe in the north, and the body of Yu fluctuated, and he could no longer support parasitic activities, so he himself had to hide.

The clan can only see the patriarch he parasitized on died unexpectedly, and Yu Su then disappeared without warning, and Gala was not in the clan at that time, so the tribe really had a chance to govern itself at this time, and after a long chaotic battle with each other, the two factions in the ministry separated, and fought with the monsters from the barren land in the territory where they were stationed at that time, and fought against their own people on the other hand, breaking all Yu Su's plans.

When Gala returned from the Wastelands, she found that the tribe was in such a state, and that the substitute of this life in the hands of Yu Su was the leader of one of the factions.

The man's name was Minna, an extremely tough raider who enriched his faction by subterfuge and force to conquer small tribes.

But when Gala came to him, he looked very young, and he looked down at a book, and his expression was momentarily gentle, like the few people Gala had seen, and not like anyone.