"So in your eyes, love or not love, that is, a blink of an eye?" Zheng Wenfang was obviously dissatisfied with Xiao Fan's context, and asked: "If you say that you change, you will change, and there is no exact standard, right?" ”

"That's right." Xiao Fan actually nodded and admitted, "If I really fall in love, I will definitely not empathize with other lovers, in this world...... Well, in all the planes and stars, I don't know how many people I will fall in love with, if I do, then of course it will not change, let alone from love to not love, but if I don't love, it may be...... I can't say it well. ”

"You seem to be very dedicated, but in fact, it's not about seeing one and loving one? How is it different from other men? Zheng Wenfang simply sneered.

Xiao Fan was surprised and said: "I am the same as other men, why do I have to be different?" What do you think should be the difference? ”

Zheng Wenfang pursed her lips and stopped speaking angrily. Xiao Fan didn't speak, he was thinking about how to leave the current plane, according to Nie Yuqing's fool-like label, this plane should be the target location of the fourth degree of time and space travel, that is, the fourth plane.

Just thinking about it, Zheng Wenfang's beautiful face gradually came over, Xiao Fan looked over with a surprised face, and suddenly felt a soft and moist cheek, and the thin red lips were imprinted on his right cheek.

This is the most intimate contact between the two in two years. Zheng Wenfang's face was flushed, Xiao Fan was stunned, and then ecstasy suddenly rose in his heart, this woman's ...... This woman ......

Xiao Fan shouted, and hugged Yiren on the top of the mountain, and kissed him with great interest, only to feel that the whole person was fascinated for a moment, floating like a fairy, and he didn't know where he was.

The two lingered for a long time before they let go, Zheng Wenfang was already panting delicately, not only was her face red, but even the exposed neck was also floating with a faint pink, which was even more glamorous, and Xiao Fan was even more moved under careful gaze.

"You should know now, right? Love is such a thing......"

Xiao Fan is waiting to make a big statement and talk eloquently, his opinion is, of course, love comes when it comes to talking, there is no reason to talk about it, any kind of bizarre and alternative love is just some kind of example of love. However, as he spoke, his mouth was quickly covered by the jade hand, and Yiren's coquettish voice was particularly moving.

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it!"

If you don't talk about it this time, it will soon turn into a lifelong regret.

Zheng Wenfang's idea is to return to the baseline plane, whether the Dance of the Nightingale in that world still exists there, and how did her identity as the eldest princess in the current plane come about. All these paradoxes that cannot be justified exist at the same time, Xiao Fan also exists at the same time, the parents of this world are just simple peasants, and there is no trace of Xiao Liyun, Li Yangming or even Zhang Feng on their bodies, so how the identity attributes of the two worlds are replaced, or how they overlap, are all inexplicable phenomena.

Therefore, Xiao Fan decided to explore deep space, and use the kinetic energy of the tidal source force between galaxies to find an effective means to break through the barriers of time and space.

For example, if you go to the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 planes through the space-time tunnel, even if the datum plane is placed in different coordinate systems of the billion-meter plane, it is absolutely difficult to accurately lock the exact spatial coordinates, but Xiao Fan himself has the ability to travel through the space-time plane.

And the ability to travel through the space-time tunnel and cross the plane, when it comes to this imaginary "No. 4 plane", does he still have it?

Xiao Fan carefully probed the fluctuation frequency of the sea of consciousness, it was like an empty room full of egg membranes, and its six sides, up and down, left and right, four walls, and the roof and the ground, all shimmered with a little bit of broken gold, and each broken light was a parallel universe of time and space.

In such a huge amount of fragmented sand of the Ganges, the coordinate system of the reference plane is naturally out of reach, and there is no effective means of screening to clarify the exact direction.

The two sometimes walk side by side in the countryside, sometimes walk in the woods, the feelings that swim in each other's hearts are like a dream, even if they don't have ears and temples grinding, lingering and compassionate, just holding hands, they also have an indescribable joy and joy.

Time flies, the red face is easy to age, the years pass quietly, Xiao Fan and Zheng Wenfang have imagined countless situations, tried countless methods, all failed, and the datum plane coordinates are difficult to accurately lock, which is almost the fixed opinion of the two.

Forty-eight years later, although Zheng Wenfang's face is full of wrinkles and deep marks, her face is gradually gray, her temperament is elegant and clean, her eyes are bright, her hair is already full of silver threads, Xiao Fan is full of deep lines like knives and axes, although she has not seen her old age, her waist is still straight, but her aging state is also highlighted.

On this day, Xiao Fan got up early, and in the sound of Zheng Wenfang's sleeping snort, he went out hunting alone after washing, and suddenly remembered that he lived in isolation with Zheng Wenfang, escaped from the world and left behind, strolling in the uninhabited mountains and valleys, Taoyuan deep forests, and seemed to have no worries about livelihood. So how did you spend more than 40 years of daily life?

I can't even remember!

And Zheng Wenfang has changed from a fairy-like delicate and beautiful woman to a slow and simple old woman with careful behavior.

Is it just a dream? Everything happens in your own fantasy?

Xiao Fan was terrified in his heart, and flew back, but fortunately, this extraordinary physique was not weakened in this illusion, his body was as strong as a lightning leopard, moving like the wind.

Once the forest house is turned around, the treehouse half a meter above the ground, after years of renovation and decoration, the treehouse located on the thousand-year-old banyan tree house is beautifully decorated, and at this time it has turned into a fire, and the fire is shrouded in a large circle of thick ash and dust.

Xiao Fan stared blankly at the fire, the tree house had already been burned to pieces, if the old Zheng Wenfang was trapped in it, he must have turned to ashes and died in bliss.

He thought that his heart would ache to the bone, and he would scream "Wen Fang" hoarsely, but he didn't say a word, just stared blankly at the pile of sky-high flames, until the fire ignited the surrounding trees and grass branches, and a flame was already rising in the forest.

After a while, Xiao Fan suddenly turned around, rose to the sky, and his body turned into a bunch of black dots in an instant, which had broken through the clouds and placed in deep space, and two huge tears fell on the grass, being smoked by the smoke and dust of the fire, vaporizing into fog, and disappearing.

Until this time, Xiao Fan always woke up, and the warm and warm time of the forty-eight years, plus the two years he came to this world, was like a reincarnation. And it is precisely because this life is as beautiful as a dream that all the feelings of missing lovers and friends in other planes are less worthy of attention than the love experience at your fingertips, so you will indulge in it and find it difficult to extricate yourself.

Therefore, all kinds of ecological irrationality are hypnotized by the happy life experience, in Xiao Fan's mind, it must be reasonable, even if in fact, this life is completely illogical.

It's finally time to leave.

So the next moment, Xiao Fan, who stepped on the clouds, suddenly noticed that his feet were already flat.

The red light corresponds to the 45-degree side angle of the green light, the pedestrians are dense, the bus horn is screaming, the brakes are neighing, the wide intersection, the teenager is not knowing the direction, he is always alone, and his eyes are full of indescribable confusion.

What kind of world is this?

.。 m.