Ninety-Sixty-Four, Sword Dance (12)
Almost at the same minute, it was more likely to happen in the same second, Xiao Liyun, who was gossiping with her uncle and aunt, was still talking and laughing to herself, talking about the current news in the streets and alleys of Liulong Bay, the current situation in the mainland of the East, including Ye Jihuan, Wen Ruqin and other topics of education.
And in the small living room, having breakfast together, and interjecting a few words from time to time, He Fangjing, but there were imperceptible waves in her heart, this throbbing from the depths of her heart, so that she was suddenly shocked inexplicably, even the chopsticks were loose on the table, hurriedly picked up, and took a soup bag uprightly.
In that instant, Xiao Fan's figure and appearance slid in front of his eyes, and an indescribable melancholy hit his heart.
It was the old Xiao Fan, his face was full of wrinkles, his rugged face was clearly defined, his eyes were deep and unusual, he seemed to be just an unintentional glimpse, and quickly disappeared into the vast sea of people, until his figure was blurred, in the crowded streets, under the green street trees, at the intersection of the shopping mall, and even if he looked carefully, everyone's backs seemed to be the Xiao Fan with a straight waist and liver, and it was already difficult to hide the old Xiao Fan.
An inexplicable feeling swelled up, and Xiao Fan, who had disappeared for nearly a year, seemed to have finally gone away at this moment, eternally far away, and disappeared into her world forever.
He Fang was quietly sad, and crystal tears suddenly appeared, sliding down from the white jade-like cheeks, falling into the soup bowl full of soy milk one by one, turning into ripples one after another, but they could not spread, and were quietly absorbed by the thick soybean milk.
The three people at the same table looked over in surprise, Xiao Liyun only said that he was sad about the death of the berserk pig, and there was some warning in his eyes.
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Fuguimei's dream comes from her own independent bedroom, she did not follow the past rampaging pig home, but lying on the couch tossing and turning, sleepless all night, she really thought that she was in the dawn, suddenly entered a dream.
There is almost no storyline in that dream, there is only a face that she tries her best to see clearly, why should she see it clearly, but the rich girl who woke up also figured out the reason.
She just recalled it repeatedly, especially trying to figure out, who did the owner of that face belong to? Why did you look at her so sadly, with eyes full of sympathy, affection, and pity?
Who would that be?
What kind of events will be encountered, and the expression will change so complicatedly?
More than half an hour later, Fuguimei got up and finished washing, staring at herself in the mirror, the dark circles under her eyes were quite obvious, she could finally be sure that it must be a raging pig to give her a dream.
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The meeting with Blue Water began with a wealthy night banquet.
That's not unusual, Xiao Fan took the prestige of the continent's premier genius, and opened up a huge area of territory, known in the world for killing bloodthirsty, and led the army to poke the force to conquer the plane, everywhere he went was like a locust crossing the border, and the heroes tied their hands, even if they occupied the most magnificent lords of the region, they did not dare to pick up their sharpness, they all met each other with courtesy, groveled, and their posture was extremely respectful.
Xiao Fan is arrogant and uninhibited, with no one in his eyes, how can he be limited by the respectful posture deliberately shown by hostile forces? As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, and in terms of Xiao Fan's temperament at the moment, this proverb has become invalid to him.
He wants to fight everyone, and he is conquering the whole world!
The only goal was not surprising, he wanted to find the indescribable thing.
So it was no different from the previous two times, Xiao Fan saw her husband who died on the battlefield and was widowed for many years - Lan Shui Lan, so he woke up the memories of his past life and this life.
This is one round after another indescribable reincarnation, until this time Xiao Fan finally understood that the encounter with Lan Shuilan will definitely bring her memory recovery of surviving in another world, and the final outcome will not be an exception, she will eventually bring death to Lan Shuilan!
He has experienced life and death too many times, Xiao Fan thought that he should have been insensitive to this a long time ago, so he took Lan Shuilan away from home, and found a paradise to live in peace, he thought that this time he must be cautious, raise all his vigilance, and never leave Lan Shuilan, and must not let her die without a place to be buried!
However, even in the daily warm life, walking on thin ice everywhere, it can't withstand this fate after all. Lan Shuilan soon suffered from a serious illness, flew to the land, lakes and seas everywhere to seek medical advice, and finally could not be saved, on an island with stormy waves, the Yiren finally in the incomparable reluctance, the inexhaustible attachment to the lover in the fragrance disappeared, and died.
In the angry rain and wind of the call sign, Xiao Fan pointed to the sky and scolded the earth, both sad and resentful, and tears swept through the years with the torrential rain in the sky.
It may have been decades, or maybe it was just a few seconds at his fingertips, until he saw Fuguimei, a fantasy world full of animatrons, even the buildings and passenger and freight locomotives, including the aesthetic of human domination of all things in the world, all took on a kind of vivid cartoon style.
The memory of the present life woke up again, this time Xiao Fan mentioned caution, and when his eyes touched the first glance of the rich girl, he hurriedly moved away, ran away, and never dared to turn back, he knew very well that as long as he met the eyes of the rich girl, her fate of death was doomed, this was her fate, and it was also her eternal inseparable reincarnation.
This is the infernal hell from which Xiao Fan fell into it and will never be able to extricate himself!
And this time, Xiao Fan no longer tried to conquer the plane, put all the powers of the human race under his command, and took control of his hands, when the memory returned, he lost the motivation to find cause and effect, and he walked alone in the deserted wilderness.
The weeds are as tender as artificially cultivated fruit and vegetable seedlings, showing a sense of distortion like plastic models, and the flowers and plants, even the towering ancient trees, the wild fruits in the grass and trees are also the same, beautiful, dreamlike, full of childlike fun, but also sluggish and monotonous. Obviously, the elements of the cartoon world are not only determined by the aesthetic taste naturally added to human creation, but also the basic form of this ecological plane.
Ten years have passed, Xiao Fan eats and drinks dew, collects wild fruits and catches birds for food when he is hungry, sipps mountain streams and springs or turns ice into water when he is thirsty, circles around the planet, sleeps at night, and has been walking aimlessly on the ground. He didn't know what he should do, what he should do, in order to get out of the current hallucinatory world and go to another world destined for reincarnation.
More than 30 years have passed, under the laws of nature, Xiao Fan's bones and skin are gradually showing the characteristics of aging, of course, his body is still full of strength, and he can still fly to the sky and land, turn into an ionic state of superlight speed, and send himself to other planets at the speed of seconds, but all this is not Xiao Fan's desire, he is not interested in the changes in outer space and the various human disasters caused by it.
He is still alone, has never had the slightest connection with the human world, and has no interest in socializing with people and creating his own social relationships in this cartoon world.
This year, Xiao Fan was 90 years old, and he felt that he would die at any time, and sometimes thought that if dying was a path to other worlds, it might be worth trying.
So he sank to the bottom of the endless ocean stream for the first time, and in the coral reefs sixty kilometers above the surface of the sea, he saw with his own eyes the realm of light and darkness in the Sanctuary World.
(End of chapter)