"Does it matter that there is a difference between men and women?" Song Xiaoxiao has some modern thoughts, and the gap between men and women is not very big.

"I'm not important, it's you." Jian Zhan said.

Song Xiaoxiao touched her nose.

Jian Zhan knew her identity before, and she was not so rigorous.

Riding a horse, holding hands, are common things.

After this meeting, unless she took the initiative, there was always a distance between him and her.

Song Xiaoxiao noticed that Jian Zhan had some small changes.

These changes are not obvious, they are not intentionally observed, and they are difficult to detect.

"Then you and I have a skin-to-skin relationship, do you have to marry me?" Song Xiaoxiao pondered.

Jian Zhan was stunned for a moment, and touched his horsehair sideways, "What I said is important, and it has nothing to do with these." ”

"What's that?"

"Tiny... Don't you remember everything in the past? Jian Zhan asked.

Past...

"I don't remember. If I remember, it's not who I am now. After Song Xiaoxiao's soul entered this body, it only brought memories that belonged to her past.

Those modern experiences, what she has experienced in the past twenty years.

From an ignorant girl to a girl...

"Tiny, you... Ever wanted to find something that was lost? Jian Zhan led the horse and continued to walk on the busy street.

"Since I lost it, I went to look for it again, and the thing was no longer the original thing, of course, it is not excluded that that thing is very important to me." Song Xiaoxiao's important thing is to protect the people around her.

"And now? What's important to you right now? ”

Song Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said, "General, Ling Xiaoxie, you, Xu Yan, Xiaofeng, Ye Jue, and those soldiers who have fought with me... It's just that they're not things, they're people who are important in my opinion. ”

“... Well. ”

"You're weird today." Song Xiaoxiao lay on the horse and looked at him from side to side.

Jian Zhan walked in disappointment, not knowing that someone was observing him all along.

If he knew that the person was surveying the changes in his face with an inquiring gaze, Jian Zhan would take every step with a smile.

"Is there one?" Jian Zhan's reaction was slow for a beat, and he replied to Song Xiaoxiao's words in half a sound.

"There's always a hunch."

"What hunch?"

"I don't know. Are you hiding something from me? In their conversation, Jian Zhan always had a deliberate desire to converge.

Jian Zhan quickly denied, "What can I hide from you, Xiaoxiao, don't think about it." ”

Jian Zhan walked faster.

The topic of this conversation was stopped with actions.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't think about it, the premonition she said was not just nonsense.

It seems that from the time I woke up today, to now, for half a day, Song Xiaoxiao's head is complicated.

I thought about a lot of things, but I didn't know what I was thinking.

This feeling is very bad for Song Xiaoxiao.

Song Xiaoxiao lay on the horse, trying to calm down.

As a result, the more she thinks about nothing, the more things in her head become.

Halfway, the girl on horseback sighed faintly.

Jian Zhan thought she was bored, and said to her, "It's coming soon." ”

Half an hour later, the two of them entered a mountain forest path, and through the path, a temple stood at the foot of the mountain.

After Song Xiaoxiao dismounted, Jian Zhan took the horse to the side and tied the horse's reins to a big tree.

"What are you bringing me to the temple for?"

Jian Zhan said: "The incense in the temple of Qiwucheng has always been very strong, and it is said that it is very effective to come here and make a wish. ”