The past is not to be mentioned again, that day and Xiyue farewell as if it had never happened, Yin Jue took her to the White Fog Mountain where he often lived, this mountain is the place where he has been meditating, it is a place of cultivation that will not be disturbed by anyone, but I don't know if she lives in the habit of.

Unexpectedly, after she woke up, she didn't talk about the past anymore, and the two of them lived in a long-abandoned ancient temple in Baiwu Mountain, and he no longer used magic to cover himself, but as a mortal, he hid his magic and appearance, he just wanted to live quietly, and did his best not to cause trouble in her last days.

He repaired a yard and planted vegetables clumsily, but he didn't know how big a pit to dig and how many seeds to bury, when Xiyue saw him waving a shovel and digging a huge pit of several meters, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "That's it, I'll come, don't do it." I guess I can dig a well. ”

Yin Jue smiled, so he had to fill in the pit for her again, and stood aside and carefully observed her digging out neat and well-proportioned soil pits, and then buried the seeds well, cultivated the soil little by little, and then instructed him to bring a clear spring to irrigate, Xiyue guided him while doing it, and suddenly saw him standing aside and well-behaved like a child listening to admonitions, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Yin Jue said strangely when he saw her stop.

"I just think it's funny, who the hell are you? You've never done anything like this before, right? Shigetsu said with a smile.

Yin Jue was stunned for a moment, and his heart was involuntarily weak: "What do you think I look like?" ”

"It's not going to be a god after all." Xiyue tilted her head and looked at him carefully, and suddenly said.

Yin Jue's heart trembled, but he still pretended to be calm: "Why don't I look like an immortal?" When you saw me when you were young, you called me a great god! ”

"That's because I'm young and ignorant." Xiyue glanced at him with disgust, as if she was dissatisfied that he had deceived a child: "But now it seems, I can be sure that you will not be an immortal." ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Intuition." Xi Yue's words smashed him speechless: "I look like a bad guy like this?" ”

"Of course not." Xiyue pursed her lips and smiled: "It's just that I don't believe in immortals, the person I believe in is you." ”

The lethality of this sentence is really a bit great, Yin Jue suddenly turned red, and after a while, he came back to his senses and stammered: "You, you know what you're talking about!" ”

"Of course I know that no matter who you are, you are you, for me, you are the person who has always guarded me, whether you are a god or a demon or a monster, you are still the person I like."

Xiyue said solemnly, and then turned her attention to the garden: "Bring me a shovel." ”

Yin Jue received a series of straight balls one after another, as if his heart couldn't stand it, Xiyue raised his hand for a long time, he didn't react, turned his head, and saw Yin Jue actually squatting in the corner, he couldn't stop scratching the wall, his face was red.

"You are a girl, how can you be so big and bold...... One after another, they said what they liked and liked......"

"So what? Didn't you already know? Xiyue seemed to be accustomed to seeing the wind and waves calmly took the shovel, and then frowned suddenly, she suddenly coughed violently, Yin Jue was stunned and hurriedly supported her, his heart tightened, when he was in Fancheng, the plague was unusual, this kind of disease he asked Si Ming, it is a very contagious incurable disease.

All he wanted was for her to die with this incurable disease.

His heart tightened.

When they thought they could spend the rest of their lives in such a plain way, they still couldn't ignore the fact that she was seriously ill.

Three or four years passed like a white horse, and disappeared in an instant.

During this time, her body became weaker and weaker, and she was no longer young, and Xiyue, who was talking about love lightly, never said it again since she fainted three years ago.

He still felt uncomfortable for a while, but he thought that it would be good to do this, he would not shake his heart, and in the past few years, the days had finally become the dull they wanted, and in the fourth year, she finally fell ill in front of the bed, and she couldn't even walk.

He planted a lot of herbs, and he didn't need Xiyue's personal guidance to keep the vegetable garden in order, and even in order to relieve her pain, he also studied the pathology books of the human race, and gave her medicine and massage in fear. Counting down to her increasingly haggard body, he finally realized the happiness of being a human and the helplessness of being punched but unable to vent.

When one day, when he returned to the ancient temple with the medicine he had picked, he saw her standing under the locust tree.

It was the late summer and early autumn season in July and August, and the cool wind of summer and autumn brought the fragrance of acacia flowers, and she stood under the tree with her eyes closed, letting the rustling wind rustle the white petals on her hair bun and shoulders, and the pure white gown fell with fine light.

He stood there waiting for her to open her eyes, and she smiled at Yin Jue, the daylight so good that it fell on her side face, outlining a gentle line.

His heart stopped at once, as if it were nothing.

She made a meal for Yin Jue for a long time, she has always paid great attention to her appearance, even when she was displaced, she also cleaned herself up properly, so she also changed into her favorite set of clothes, this dress was sewn by her three years of slowly supporting herself, she said to wear it, the style of this dress is very similar to the one he saw her when he first saw her, rolling silver edges, and the wide group of clothes are light and fluttering with the wind, like flying clouds.

He watched her busy in the kitchen and brought him a lot of dishes. It's all what he loves to eat, but he's stuck in his throat.

He stepped forward and took her hand and said, "That's enough, you don't have to do this anymore." ”

She smiled: "Don't you like to eat fried meat with chili peppers?" Just wait for me to have a cup of tea. ”

He dug his nails into his flesh as if something had happened

"Sit down, I have something to tell you." ”

She wiped her hands clean with her apron and turned to look at him earnestly.

Yin Jue suddenly didn't know what to say, his tongue was sour, she still looked at herself gently, just like a long time ago, the scenery in her eyes would only reflect her own figure, he was not glad that he saved her and stirred up her love, but he was always too late to realize, it should be said that he was more worried, he hesitated, and finally said: "Are you willing to marry me?" ”

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