The man did not respond in the slightest and lay quietly on the bed.

The palace echoed the woman's whisper, "I used to think that among mortals, a man has a weak heart, and a woman can't give up anything to him is liking, love."

I never thought that your little intentions for me from beginning to end would make me hurt to the core. All the memories of you have not faded, but have become fresh as time passes, like a knife carved into your heart, and the pain is dripping with blood. ”

Qingshuang tilted his head and pressed against his cold chest, his eyes slightly closed, and a transparent tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

As if she had slept in the past, she didn't notice that on the wrist of the hand that was caressing Mo Xian's face, the string of emerald green beads was exuding a warm blue light.

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The longer he stayed in the Heavenly Palace, the more often Qingshuang recalled the bits and pieces of the mortal world with Mo Xian. I often dream back at midnight, and the trance seems to return to the calm and warm days of the beginning.

But every time that dream is beautiful, how painful it is to wake up. Again and again, she lost her heart and couldn't find it.

She felt it was time to go back and see.

There, it was the beginning of her dream.

End everything and come back to stay by Mo Xian's side.

Mo Xian had waited for her for 800 years, and she had waited for him for 8,000 or 80,000 years...... Until she died.

Leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and Qingshuang went to the mortal world once.

She had lost most of her origin again due to the last death spell, and this mortal barrier would no longer stop her.

Back to the original cabin, spring goes to autumn, and the flowers bloom and fail.

Although 5,000 years have allowed everything to change, this small wooden house that she sealed with a ban is a corner of the place, and it has not changed at all.

Qingshuang pushed the door in, and the wooden door was already crumbling because it was in disrepair.

The appearance of the inside has not changed much, and the pear tree in front of the garden has not shed snow-white petals like the original, but has produced fragrant and sweet pears.

The couch under the tree is still there.

Qingshuang took two glances and went into the room to take a look, and her eyes fell to the low table by the window. She still remembers that Mo Xian loved to lean there in the afternoon, surrounded by a halo of light, and read a book comfortably.

The tail of his eyes couldn't help but flush, and Qingshuang immediately walked out of the room and walked to the backyard.

The flowers in the backyard are as delicate as if they bloom when you walk, and you are greeted by the fragrant fragrance mixed with the earth.

Qingshuang bent down and picked one casually, then turned around and walked to the plane trees.

The backrest swing that Mo Xian built for her is still there, maybe he was afraid that she would fall unexpectedly, and because of the mana reinforcement, the vine rope of the swing has not been broken.

The blue-yellow sycamore leaves fluttered down, and Qingshuang sat on the swing with fiery red and delicate flowers in her hands.

It's just that...... The man who pushed the swing back then is gone.

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Leaning on the swing, Qingshuang gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, she did not go to him on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he secretly drove the people of the heavenly realm away, and took her to seclusion elsewhere.

In a place where no one knew them, marrying him, the fiery candlesticks were dazzling.

There, they became their own sons......

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The fiery red flowers slipped quietly from the palms of his hands, and Qingshuang woke up from his sleep, his face full of tears.

Dreams are dreams after all, and if she continues to dream, she may still be gone when the gods and demons are fighting......

They seem destined not to stay together.

Lowering his head and wiping the tears on his face, Qingshuang held on to the rattan rope, got up from the swing, and turned to walk outside the courtyard.

As soon as I reached the front yard, I heard a soft knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"