The past sprinkled into her heart like a fluttering petal, and she remembered many things, bit by bit, and her heart was broken.

The faint sigh of the spectator sounded in her ears, she crouched down and wept deeply, the silk in her hand had faded to white, and in the hazy eyes of tears, she saw him close his eyes in the depths of the empty floating clouds.

She remembered that she was the little flower demon of Fuyun Mountain, and she fell in love with the spirit bird who came to collect medicine. The two agreed to escape to the world together, but they were robbed by fire halfway, she protected him with spiritual beads and helped him go first, while she was trapped in a cave and dying.

"Did the long wait keep you alive, or did he give you all the time so that you could make the long wait happen? Have you waited for that person? I'm a sighing spectator, and I won't bless it. The ranger saw the man coming and turned away.

"Your moment is his life."

"No, Cai Wei will always be seventeen years old." The senior brother comforted her softly, refining the remaining spiritual blood into a silk silk to freeze her heart and time.

"Of course, I will be with you until ...... Time stops. ”

"Hmm, how about being called 'Cai Wei'?" Before she could agree, the boy in brocade had already untied the smoky-colored silk and threw it casually, she hurriedly leaned over to pick it up and held it tightly in the palm of her hand.

The past sprinkled into her heart like a fluttering petal, and she remembered many things, bit by bit, and her heart was broken.

"From the Fuyun Tea House in Wutong Lane, the Fuyun River Boat in Qingyin River, and then to the Fuyun Inn in Tianjue Mountain, the wind and frost along the way are a moment for you, but a lifetime for him."

"Of course, I will be with you until ...... Time stops. ”

"Well, I may really have a bit of a fate with you, if you want to know, I'll tell you." The Ranger sighed and spoke ruefully.

"Why are you so afraid of me, do you know something? Tell me...... Who am I, what have I lost......" She clutched the ranger's sleeve as if grasping a life-saving rope, the last link of memory.

"'Picking the weed, picking the weed, the weed, and the soft. When he returns, his heart is also worried. 'Your name is Cai Wei, and your brother will call it 'Guixin'. ”

"Where is our hometown?"

"No, Cai Wei will always be seventeen years old." The senior brother comforted her softly, refining the remaining spiritual blood into a silk silk to freeze her heart and time.