The dim light is slightly cool, and the mountains are lonely houses. The clear willow is slow, and the purple face is the companion.

A song of mountains and flowing water, the sound is free, the Yi people follow each other, and the piano is just stroked.

Zhu Yan is like him, Tsing Yi is soft and melodious.

……

Dressed in green clothes, the music was high, but it suddenly fell silent.

"Why did it stop?" Next to her, the woman in the lilac dress who was listening to it frowned slightly, a little strange. Her purple veil covered her face, and her red lips were faintly opened, but she couldn't cover the beauty of the city.

"There's a guest." The handsome man in Tsing Yi said with a smile, and there was some apology in his eyes.

"No one in this world knows about you and me, where do you come from?" The woman in the lilac dress frowned in thought. The two of them have been at ease in this paradise for several years, but no one has come, even if they are relatives and friends in the past, they have never known.

Everyone in the world is the way, flying immortals and heavenly waier.

"Far away from the horizon, only a veil apart. He is in the big world, and we are in the small world. The handsome man in Tsing Yi looked not far from the hut, and a vague shadow appeared faintly under a tree.

"Everything is also predestined, and chance...... Since he has come, he will prepare a thin wine. ”

The handsome man in Tsing Yi beckoned to the shadow, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the figure that was so vague that it was about to dissipate gradually solidified.

"Brother Tai, if you are destined to come here, it is better to sit down and drink wine and warm water."

The figure was a little dazed, as if it had been asleep for an unknown number of years, but the white hair was particularly conspicuous. He tilted his head, his godless pupils gradually returning to normal.

It's just that he is still dazed, like a wanderer who has lost his memory.

The white-haired man walked over.

"Brother, please take a seat." As soon as the handsome man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, the Fengqin on the stone table was replaced with fine wine, and several plates of delicacies were also brought up by the woman in a light purple dress.

The white-haired man sat down, he looked at the two strangers, very confused, although he had no memory, but he had no impression of everything here, he could feel that he had never seen these two people.

"You, you are?" The white-haired man's voice was very jerky, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

"Oh, it's abrupt," the handsome man in Tsing Yi smiled, "In Xia Su Mu, this is the insider Zixi." ”

"Dare to ask my brother's name?"

The white-haired man frowned, he could feel the sincerity of the man in Tsing Yi, Su Mu, Su Mu...... My name, and what is it?

He said jerkily, a little embarrassed: "I, I don't remember my name."

Thinking about it, the white-haired man was even more distressed, he held his head, and seemed to be in some pain. In his head, it was as if he had been sealed, and there was a wall that prevented him from seeing everything.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he tried to think, to think.

"Don't worry, brother, everything will come to mind." The voice of the handsome man in Tsing Yi seemed to be full of magic, but the flat tone made the white-haired man gradually quiet.

Like a gust of green wind blowing through his heart, the white-haired man felt that most of the impatience in his heart had gone.

"Come, try my home-made wine." The handsome man in Tsing Yi raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He kept smiling at the corners of his mouth as he looked at the white-haired man.

The white-haired man glanced at him, and then unceremoniously drank the glass of wine in front of him.

A cool breath suddenly gushed out from the abdomen, like a burst of spiritual spring, from top to bottom, filtering through the viscera, filtering through the heart, and straight to the eyebrows.

With a long sigh of relief, the white-haired man only felt that the iron wall that hindered his memory seemed to loosen a little. He opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"What kind of wine is this?"

The handsome man in Tsing Yi said, "I call it 'Qing Ming'."

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the lilac dress filled the empty wine glass.

The white-haired man drank it all again, and after a few successions, the woman in the lilac dress simply handed him the wine jug.

After pouring a few pots, the white-haired man drank heartily, and at the same time, he also felt that his memory was faintly showing signs of recovery. It seems that there was such a woman in the past, she was veiled, and her appearance was not inferior to that of a woman in a lilac dress, and they watched the sunrise and sunset together, watching the mountains and rivers.

It's just that he can't see her face clearly.

No matter how much he drinks, he will not be able to see it.

He tried to think about it, but he couldn't see clearly. The fog is heavy.

Then, he wanted to drink again, but the handsome man in Tsing Yi stopped him.

"There is mystery in the hazy, and you can't see it clearly when you drink all my wine."

When the white-haired man heard this, he was a little anxious, "How can I see clearly?" ”

"Haha...... Everything has its own fate, and when you wake up from a dream, you will naturally be able to remember everything. The handsome man in Tsing Yi raised his wine glass, just a slight taste, not to be embarrassed, he enjoyed its beauty.

"Waking up? What dreams to wake up? The white-haired man frowned, everything was so strange today, "Could it be that I'm dreaming now?" ”

"Dreams are true, dreams are real, isn't everything a dream? Whether it is life or death, reincarnation and immortality are all big dreams. The handsome man in Tsing Yi looked at the sky, where the blue sky and white clouds, the breeze was gentle, and the paradise was under the starry sky.

His words are very profound, but they seem to be very simple. The white-haired man listened to the clouds, as if he had grasped something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

"Su, Mr. Su, you can see my past, can't you? Please tell me, who is that vague woman in my memory? Why does my heart ache inexplicably when I think of her? ”

"Profound heartache, you'll know." The handsome man in Tsing Yi was still smiling.

"It's almost time, brother, you should go."

"I, where can I go?" The white-haired man looked around, and then raised his eyes to look into the distance, green mountains and green waters, strange and familiar.

"Where is this?"

"This is the origin of the world, your world was born because of her, accompanied by yin and yang, and her will lives forever with the star firmament." The handsome man in Tsing Yi stood up and looked into the distance, in his eyes, the mountain is still the mountain, the water is still the water, everything seems to be the root.

"Thank you, Mr. Su." The white-haired man clenched his fists slightly, in his eyes, this Mr. Su Mu was like an ordinary person, but his knowledge and will were like this boundless sky, vast and vast.

"Opening your eyes is life, closing your eyes is death...... Isn't it life when you close your eyes, and how is it not death when you open your eyes......"

The white-haired man closed his eyes slightly, and his body slowly blurred, like a shadow, which would dissipate at any time.

"Brother, goodbye ......"

Finally, the white-haired man disappeared completely. It was as if he had never appeared in this world, and if it weren't for the fact that his breath was still in the wine glass on the stone table.

"A dream for a thousand years, all fires, into the ......"

"Awakening ......"

The handsome man in Tsing Yi groaned, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and a scene of a hundred miles of ice fields seemed to flash in his deep eyes.

"The world is so big, it's really amazing. It seems that we also have to pursue, new worlds, and hopefully not too boring. ”

The woman in the lilac dress condensed the handsome man in Tsing Yi, "Where you go, I will go......"

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