Decades later, the girl with the hat lost her memory and came to the teahouse again.

Winter goes to spring, the outside of the teahouse is full of greenery, the mist is ethereal, and there is a little more fairy atmosphere.

After opening the door as usual in the morning, Qingyang sat under the window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, looking out of the window from time to time, not knowing what he could see.

Outside the window, there was silence, only the sound of water dripping from time to time, the rain fell endlessly, the hazy mist shrouded the surroundings, and the breeze gently blew the bamboo leaves.

When the woman walked in, she was wearing a white dress and a hat, and her shoulders were soaked by the rain.

"Boss, have a drink."

Smelling the rainwater dripping on the ground, she wet the floor, Qingyang was not annoyed, brought a cup of floating life to her, and gestured, "Girl, floating life." ”

The woman took up her glass and drank it, but she did not take off her hat.

"Is there still a floating life?" The woman asked.

Qingyang's eyebrows were warm, and he shook his head and said, "Girl, the rules of the tea house are only one cup."

"I heard that Mr. Zhuxian knows astronomy and geography, I wonder if you can solve my confusion?"

"Oh?"

"I'm looking for someone very important, but I don't know what he looks like."

Qingyang said casually, "Girl, can you tell me your story?"

The woman took off her hat and placed it on the desk, revealing her beautiful face, and the woman tilted her head and thought, "Story, okay." ”

"The story is bizarre. I have a good relationship with the person I like. A lot of things happened that he didn't know. ”

She remembered her first birthday with him. On that day, he made longevity noodles for her and personally sent them to Zihe Palace, and it was the first time she ate noodles on her birthday.

The brother-in-law suddenly walked in, watched her bury her head in eating noodles, looked at him condescendingly, and said with disdain: "This is the birthday gift?" Ah Jin, you are becoming more and more unruly, bringing some people you don't know into Zihe Palace. ”

She understood what he was referring to, and for the first time she was angry with her brother-in-law: "This is my palace, and I can take whoever I like."

Later, on his birthday, he found precious fairy grass to make a gift for himself, in her eyes, even if it was precious, it was not as good as the bowl of noodles.

The moonlight was hazy, and when she returned to Zihe Palace, she saw her brother-in-law and sister standing under the tree with a calm face, the leaves covering her sister's expression, and her brother-in-law had a serious face: "Who did you come back with just now?" You can't be together. ”

Yu Qian sighed and said earnestly, "Ah Jin, you have to understand, Qingyang is just a small scattered immortal, and conniving at him has a relationship with the gods on the east fence, and it is not enough to match you, you have to understand your responsibility." ”

Hehe......

She is the noble princess of the West, and he is just a scattered immortal......

Ignoring her brother-in-law's obstacles, she resolutely stayed with him.

At that time, Duhuo told himself that he was her father's killer, and gave her a poison that would scatter her spiritual power if she ate it.

She didn't work.

Later, a lot of things happened, and her mind was in a trance.

Qingyang's face was pale, and his voice was cold: "Oh? What bizarre story? ”

"Probably can't escape a fateful word. He and I both like each other, and I don't want fate to make people ......" Yu Jin coughed his throat.

"Why is the girl's voice so hoarse, she still takes care of it."

"It's okay, I've been looking for him for so many years, and I've heard that someone saw him and went to the desert, and his voice is like this."

Qingyang fumbled and poured a cup of tea, handed it to her and said, "Drink some tea, moisten it."

"Like the girl, I have also met my beloved," Qingyang remembered, and smiled softly.

"You must love her, sir." A person's expression can't deceive people, and Mr. must have loved your girl miserably.

The sky was drizzling, and the water from the eaves fell gently to the ground.

"yes, that girl is always stupid. Always believe that the world is beautiful. Qingyang recalled and sneered.

"I forgot my sweetheart, his appearance is vague in my mind, probably like Mr., like Tsing Yi, looking at the world, and different from Mr., his heart is very big, his heart is the world, and Mr.'s heart is very small, only your girl." Yu Jin spoke softly, with a faint sadness, she forgot how long she had been looking for him, and even his appearance began to blur.

"If you forget, don't think about it, maybe it's also chance."

Hearing this, Yu Jin shook his head, feeling uncomfortable sadness in his heart.

"I asked a lot of people along the way, and they said he was no longer there, but I didn't believe it, how could he be so powerful...... But when I find it, I wonder what if? If one dies between me and him, I hope he is the one who lives...... He is so good, how could he leave me. The smell of tea slowly covered her eyebrows.

"If you really love him, he lives forever."

For some people, forgetting is also a relief, but for him, it is indeed a punishment, and he does not want to forget, and he does not want to forget.

That kind of longing has turned into obsession.

"yes, he's alive. At least that's what I thought. Yu Jin muttered.

Qingyang heard her walk away, stood at the door for a long time, and then closed the door early.

Much later......

"Sir!" An old voice sounded, but it was familiar.

Qingyang slowly turned over, and there was an old woman standing at the door, with gray hair, a jasper hairpin in her bun, like a purple flower, with wrinkles and dark cloth on her face, but she was in spirit, staring at him at the moment, bending her eyes slightly, showing a smile.

"Awan?" Qingyang said in a trance.

The woman smiled, "Sir, long time no see." ”

"Awan, you're getting old too."

Su Wan smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she couldn't see her old age when she walked in, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance in the room, "Sir, you still haven't changed, and you haven't changed here." ”

"Hehe," Su Wan smiled, with the heartiness of that time, "Awan is already old, not as good as before." ”

Qingyang poured a cup of tea, she held the tea in her hand and said, "Sir, I am very happy in my life, full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of family," Su Wan's cloudy eyes were full of regret, "These are all things I don't want, more sad than sadness, is an empty joy." The appearance of my husband walking towards me that day, a bone umbrella, came in the rain, and warmed me for the whole year. ”

Su Wan held the tea cup, which reflected her appearance, smiled bitterly, and drank it all.

"Awan......" Qingyang was interrupted and searched for it when he heard the sound.

"Mother!" A man walked in from the door, dressed in a black robe, with slightly gray hair, and he could also see that he was outstanding when he was young.

Su Wan lightly tried the corners of her tears, "Why are you here." ”

"I heard that you came out, so I followed."

Su Wan chuckled, "A handful of old bones, if you want to be ancient, are you afraid of any accidents?" I haven't seen Mr. yet. ”

The man looked at him fixedly, and with the majesty of the emperor, he looked at him.

Dressed in green clothes, his eyes seem to be invisible, but he looks handsome. The man's expression was pale, as if he didn't care about anything.