In the Thousand Spirits Valley, Yan Sibo looked at a grass in front of him and squatted down.

"Chen'er, why are you so stupid, you don't leave yourself a way back! Is he really that good? ”

Yan Sibo gently wiped the dust off a leaf of the grass with his hand, and said again, "Maybe I shouldn't have that little selfishness at the beginning, maybe you won't be like this now!" ”

But now, no matter what Yan Sibo says, the poetry can't be heard, there will never be such a woman in this world, who loves to wear a red dress, loves to drink a pot of Qiannian wine, and loves that person the most!

Yan Sibo exhausted his life's energy, gave the poem three souls and six spirits, and then shaped the human form.

He turned the memory of his life into a flower of poetry, and the only one left of her.

At the moment when the soul dissipated, Yan Sibo thought of the earliest time, when Shi Tan was still a shy grass, how happy the days were!

In his life, Yan Sibo never regretted the things he had done, and the only two regrets were related to poetry.

He thought maybe it was providence, the only time he left, to give his favorite girl to someone else.

The only time I was selfish, harming my beloved girl for several years.

Entanglements and injuries are finally coming to an end!

Yan Sibo's figure dissipated into the air, and after a while, only one book was left, the cover of the book had the word 'Book of Songs' written on it, and the title page of the book only had the word 'Poetry'.

In the capital, Wei Xi covered her heart, and at a certain moment just now, she felt that she was out of the Book of Poetry.

At this moment, she didn't get the happiness of freedom, she was just afraid, she knew that that person was gone after all.

She raised her head, looked at the sky, and let the tears flow to the bottom of her heart, at this moment, she felt a deep despair of life, even if she snatched the moon and fire of poetry and love, the empty piece of her heart, the place reserved for that person, was still empty, and she couldn't fill it.

When Shi Tan woke up, her eyes were confused, she had obviously dissipated between heaven and earth, why she could turn into a human form again, she didn't understand, she just thought that this was an opportunity for God to give her and Moon Liuhuo to get back together.

She was very happy, very happy, and couldn't wait to share it with Yan Sibo, but Yan Sibo, who was usually on call, did not appear this time.

Shi Chen carried his red dress, like a kite with a broken string, and floated lightly into Yan Sibo's room.

It was empty, and everything remained the same as when Yan Sibo had disappeared.

Shi Tan didn't find Yan Sibo, and the unhappiness brought by this incident diluted her happiness that she could still transform into a shape.

Lonely she returned to the place where she had grown when she was a grass, and there she saw a book that was blank except for the cover and title page.

She bent down, picked up the book, opened it gently, and after reading a wordless book, she sat on the ground in a daze, others didn't understand, but she understood, Sibo was gone.

Sibo used to say in her ear that if he disappeared one day, he would take all his memories with him, and leave someone with a wordless book, to be sad or happy!

Shi Chen's heart is very chaotic now, and when she was cleaning up Yan Sibo's small room, she saw everything he did silently.

He had a small box full of memory droplets that he had painstakingly refined, and each drop he broke would recreate a memory.

I just came back from overtime, and it's a little less today, so I'll make it up!