At this time, the wind also seemed to be getting smaller, not like the cold at night, it seemed to be a long and supple practice, gently holding Jinyu's white clothes. Su Wenxi, more than ten years ago, was reborn at this moment, with fluttering clothes, a handsome face, and a faint sadness between his eyebrows, like an immortal who fell in nine days.

The dark fragrance in the plum garden came by the wind, but I didn't expect the plum blossoms that had been waiting for a long time to spit out the fragrant stamen on such a snowy night, and the red plum and white snow were cold and beautiful, like the love between Jinyu and Qianqian.

Jinyu's black hair was like ink, standing quietly beside a winding plum tree, and took out Changxiao from her waist. Xiao is a very ordinary Xiao, not as good as the jade Xiao in his hand back then, and the sound that must be blown out should be a little sour.

Jin Yu closed her eyes and recalled the distant memory she was familiar with in her heart, but at the moment it was a little vague, and finally chose a song "Autumn Wind Words".

When do you know when you will see each other? It's embarrassing to be on this night! Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is infinite, I knew that it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.

Jin Yu blew that Xiao's heart was already like this snow-covered plum garden, revealing a poignant beauty and chilling heart.

Xiao Sheng is bitter, whimpering and difficult to scream, and what is inexhaustible is lovesickness.

And Qianqian in the wing room has been in a nightmare, perhaps because she has paid tribute to the Sumen family during the day, and she always sees the old people in the past mourning and crying in her dreams, and she can't say it, persuade her, and can't go.

It vaguely seemed to come from the sky with a Xiao sound, the Xiao sound made people feel broken, and the breath in the listening song, the pause seemed familiar, it was the past that had been covered with ash in the memory was suddenly pulled into the sun, and the dazzling light made Qianqian's eyes burn.

Just like that, Qianqian suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from the nightmare. The heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, her mind was dizzy, and the room was a little dim because there was only one light line, Qianqian suddenly intuitively felt that she was still in a dream, if she was not in the dream, how could the sound in her ears still be ringing.

And in the past, Jin Yu must have been in the room at this time, sleeping peacefully on the floor, and even he was missing at this time, and he was dreaming regularly.

Xiao Sheng came from a distance, wasn't he the person who was blowing the flute? Qianqian's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and he was finally willing to enter his dream after more than ten years.

After thinking about it many times, even Qianqian herself didn't know how many reunion scenes she imagined, and every time she met, Qianqian rushed into Wen Xi's arms, but she was scared when she really came.

I'm afraid that there is nowhere to talk about it, I'm afraid that the world is unfamiliar to each other, and I'm even more afraid of the irresistible strangeness in the passage of time.

When do you know when you will see each other? It's embarrassing to be on this night! Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is infinite, I knew that it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.

Qianqian chanted in a low voice with Xiao Sheng, tears gushed out like a spring, just sat quietly on the edge of the bed, as if waiting for the pain in her heart like a Gu worm bite to slowly subside, until she finally had the strength, then put on her shoes and slowly followed Xiao Sheng.

The snow lingered slowly from the dark sky, sometimes high, sometimes low, falling like a soft down, Qianqian's black hair like a waterfall hung behind her, and the wind blew her robe like a butterfly's wings.

Following the sound of Xiao and chasing the faint fragrance, there is a slight "crunch" sound under the feet as the footsteps move.

Qianqian slowly came to the plum garden, only to see the plain white and red plums in the garden, and secretly wanted to attack people; There are also a few lanterns in the garden above the wind pavilion to illuminate the plum garden hazy, adding a quiet beauty.

And next to the plum tree, a long figure with a robe fluttering, eyes full of tenderness, is blowing a long howl.

I miss too much, and I don't say anything about each other, but I only have a thousand tears. Qianqian just stood in the distance and looked at Jinyu, who had become Su Wenxi, and didn't dare to move, even more afraid that she would accidentally wake up from this dream that she had been waiting for for many years.

"Qianqian!" It was Wen Xi who called out first, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, soft as the lighter and lighter snow.

The words full of words didn't know where to start, and a thousand words turned into a call: "Brother Wenxi! Qianqian had already burst into tears.

Forcibly endured the pain in her heart, Qianqian still didn't throw herself into Wen Xi's arms, she waited too long, she was only afraid of rushing into the air, holding the empty air in her arms, and waking up from the last dream.

"It's me!" Wen Xi stepped forward and carefully held Qianqian's cold hand in his arms, "After so many years, do you still recognize me?" ”

"How could I not remember?" Qianqian felt the temperature of her palm, and found that it was not air, and finally bowed her head and snuggled in Wen Xi's arms, "It's me, it's been ten years, and I'm no longer the little girl under the peach blossom tree, do you recognize it?"

"Whatever you become, I'll remember!" Qianqian smiled sadly, tears wet the clothes on Wen Xi's chest, and the powerful heartbeat under the clothes under Qianqian's clothes seemed to be thundering and almost dizzy, "Isn't this a dream?" I can hear your heartbeat! ”

"A dream, of course! It's not a dream, how can I meet you! Wen Xi's eyes flashed quickly, and he said calmly and calmly: "I just can't bear to see you sad, so I'm going to see you!" ”

"I'm sad not only this time today!" Qianqian cried poignantly, holding Wen Xi's hand tightly, "I go back to worship you every year, how I have spent the past ten years You should know, why did you only fall asleep today?" ”

"I know you've had a hard time!" Wen Xi gently rubbed the long hair of the woman he once loved, and gathered all the unbearable and pity in his tight fingertips, "But people die like lights go out, and as soon as people die, all fate is over!" ”

"Fate?" Qianqian's empty eyes were desolate in the reflection of snow, "Even if you are not there after fate, what about the dream, if you can enter my dream, I can make the dream a reality!" But you won't even dream? You must be hating me! ”

Qianqian's cold hand slid down from Wen Xi's chest, and tears rolled down and condensed into ice: "You should hate me, I am Zhuo Yinfeng's daughter, and I should pay for the sins done by my father!" ”

"No!" Wen Xi grabbed Qianqian's hand, and there was no half of it in his words to argue, "You are different from him, you can't choose when you are born, but your father chose evil, you chose good, I know what you have done for me for so many years." ”

Wen Xi clutched his chest with great sincerity, "I appreciate what you have done for me. In my heart, you will always be the little girl under the peach blossom tree back then! There will always be only a place for you in my heart, and there will be no one else. ”