Feng Chong's livelihood in Qingluan City is very simple.

As soon as she arrived in Qingluan City, she took down the shop where Canaan bought her clothes and became the proprietress herself.

The guys in the store have changed several times, and she is still like an immortal monster, her face has not changed, and she is still so young.

However, in the human world, there will occasionally be a whim of the Protoss who run down, so the Terrans will not burn her at the stake as a witch because of her ageless appearance.

The days passed plainly and boringly, but she seemed to slowly understand that Canaan said that it was good for the human race to have reincarnation, and that a long life would sometimes make people feel lonely.

In Qingluan City, it is easiest to feel the passage of time, not her own, but from those guys and neighbors who are getting older day by day.

Sometimes, people have died in a circle, and it is their turn, and she is still there to pamper and not be surprised.

One day, a customer suddenly came to the store, a young man of the human race.

The guy in the shop looked at the young man, and secretly flattened his mouth, and knew that he had no money when he looked at the outfit.

Blind with a handsome face.

But there are more people who look good but have bad backgrounds, and the guys greet each other with a smile on their faces, greet them warmly, and ask the young man what he wants.

The young man stood in the shop for a long time, then pointed to a dress hanging in the corner, "That." ”

The guy looked in the direction he was pointing, and suddenly shrugged his shoulders and looked sorry, "Sorry, that one doesn't sell." ”

"As long as that"

"That doesn't sell" guy was a little annoyed.

This is Feng Zhong slowly returning to the store, she is used to wandering around when she is bored.

I don't want to do anything, I don't want to do anything, and time just flows quietly, and it feels good.

When the guy saw that his boss had returned, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the young man and said to Feng Chong, "Look, shopkeeper, this person has taken a fancy to that item that is not for sale." ”

When Feng looked over, the young man was facing away from her, staring intently at the red dress hanging on the wall.

"That dress doesn't sell." Feng Zhong shook the fan in his hand, "You pick a new one, or go to another house to have a look." ”

The dress was placed in the same position as when Canaan had brought her to the store to buy clothes.

Even the color and style of the skirt are not bad at all.

Feng Zhong didn't really think much of Canaan, but sometimes, when he saw that skirt, he always remembered the broken alley.

The young man looked back at Feng Chong when he heard the sound, Feng Chong was suddenly stunned, and the fan in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

The guy on the side was extremely surprised, he had worked in the store for so many years, and he had never seen his shopkeeper have emotional ups and downs, this was the first time he had such a gaffe.

Some fate was predestined, with Canaan dying as a priest and being reborn as a human race years later.

It's just that at this time, Canaan is no longer called Canaan, but Terran Jie Ziyu, a poor scholar.

In the era when the cultivation of magic gradually became the mainstream, the human race also firmly believed that having a strong force to become an absolute strong man was the only way out.

Therefore, Jie Ziyu's downfall is normal.

But Feng Zhong was overjoyed.

In Jie Ziyu's eyes, the person in front of him had bright eyes, bright teeth, red clothes, black hair, and a graceful posture. The vague figure that had been haunting his dreams for many years for no reason finally became clear at this moment.

As the years turned, Canaan turned into Jie Ziyu and returned, his eyebrows stretched and his lips smiled lightly, "I know you, bright as autumn water, as bright as the sunset." ”

Feng Zhong smiled, "I know you too, from the first time I saw you." ”

Since then, Feng Zhong has a human husband, named Jie Ziyu, and also has another favorite name, Feng Yanxi.

Since then, the world has been quiet for a lifetime.

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