This night was even deeper, the two of them had their own thoughts, and slept very lightly, even so, when Ah Shuang opened his eyes, the sky was already bright. There was no more of the delicate and lovely girl around him, and she was not chattering for a while, and it was very deserted. He looked left and right, only to see a red charm falling beside him, which was the same spell that Rose had used to maintain her temperature protection a few nights ago. He picked it up in silence, and as soon as the paper touched his skin, it sulked and turned to ashes and flew up into the sky.

He suddenly missed her so much. I want to be like a knife, and I can't wait to roll down the hillside, and the sky is spinning, and I roll straight to the foot of the mountain.

The grass warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke; The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. Alone, Ah Shuang walked on foot on the plain, step by step, stubbornly still walking eastward, from early morning to dusk. On the plain, a few uncrowned children are releasing paper kites, and paper kites in the shape of delphini and butterflies are flying high and low in the sky, adding some vitality to the gray-red sky.

Ah Shuang stood still, looking up silently, he wondered if it was the person who released the paper kite who gave the paper kite the chance to go to the sky, or the person holding the cotton thread imprisoned the freedom of the paper kite.

At this moment, the swallow-shaped paper kite was scraped off the rope and slowly fell from the sky, and the children screamed in amazement and chased in that direction, which was the river rolling eastward.

"Danger-" Ah Shuang shouted and waved his arms to try to stop it, only to see a white light flash in the distance, and a white dragon jumped up from the direction of the river, hovered and flew into the air, and fell from the air with Feiyan in his mouth, handing the paper kite back to the children. Ah Shuang rushed to the white dragon, holding his knees and panting.

"Why are you bleeding?" One of the children pointed to the little white dragon and said, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the red blood on the dragon's claws, "Does it hurt?" ”

The little white dragon opened his big eyes, but he was looking at Ah Shuang. A man and a dragon, staring at each other, the sound of the wind disappeared, the sound of the water disappeared, everything around them disappeared, and the two of them looked at each other stupidly, as if thousands of years had passed.

Suddenly, the little white dragon let out a long roar, inviting a strong wind, and everyone was defeated, and when they opened their eyes again, they had lost their traces. It rode the wind, traveled hundreds of miles, and fell into the fields, and then transformed into the appearance of a girl. Only this time, she was dressed in a Han coat and skirt, wearing a straw hairpin, hiding all the silver ornaments on her body, and learning to hide the chains and wounds in the flesh.

Ah Shuang lay on the ridge and coughed because of the wind. This time, he grabbed her hand (paw) and didn't let go.

Rose turned into a dragon, originally according to the master's instructions, regularly leaving a little breath in the human world to show the east, to appease the divine world. The farther she was from the small city to the west, the farther away she attracted the attention of the divine realm, so that Ah Xing and her master could hide and sit back and relax. She didn't know that this return made Ah Shuang mistakenly think that no matter how far she went, they would meet again.

"Didn't you say you were going to part ways with me?" Rose calmly lifted Ah Shuang to her feet and sat with him on the ridge. The sun was sinking in the west, and the tenants of the spring planting had already carried their hoes to their homes, but no one noticed the strange situation here.

"I also said that I will protect you and send you home." Ah Shuang looked straight ahead and said, "Since parting is inevitable, then why bother, when we get to the East China Sea, you and I will say goodbye." ”

"Okay." With just one word, Rose seems to return to her self when she first started on the road, petite and powerful, gentle and cruel. She can ignore the rights and wrongs of the mortal world, she can seem to understand whether she understands human favors and money, these are meaningless to her. As long as she goes all the way to the east and completes her short life, she has completed her mission.

On the contrary, in the past few days with Ah Shuang, she gradually became indecisive, weak and tearful, and gradually turned into a sticky and ticking water weed. The silver ornament that hides her divine power is not her shackles, he is her prison, because of him, she becomes more like a human being, a person who looks forward and is torn between the past and the future. The master said that he hoped that their sisters would stand up to the sky and the earth, do what they wanted, not be happy with things, not be sad for themselves, not stand on the mast, and not take advantage of the danger of others.

Riding the wind and riding the wind away, this should be what she is.