Pink gauze curtains, secluded houses.

The silence on the third floor of the painting boat is completely different from the one below, like two worlds.

Jun Yi looked at the quiet figure on the bed through the curtain, and his eyes gradually softened.

For thousands of years, the ruthless time has turned the once naughty and cute little girl into such a very different character.

Enchanting and ruthless, Su Wunian's personality change also made Jun Yi feel a little relieved, at least she would not be unable to protect herself in this world of the jungle.

Jun Yi stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain, and looked at Su Wunian seriously.

The paleness on his face made Jun Yi's heart tremble a little, and the ruthlessness of a few days ago, he was still a little scared when he thought about it at this time, but fortunately, the divine sense investigated, and there were no irreparable consequences.

Jun Yi sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and gently brushed the long hair off her face, but under her pale complexion, there was still a little satisfaction, maybe it was seen in a dream, which made her feel at ease.

But between her eyebrows, there was still a trace of melancholy, and her slightly frowning brows declared Su Wunian's subconscious anxiety and worry, perhaps it was this worry and anxiety that made her cherish what she saw more in her dreams and in the sea of knowledge, and she also sank into it even more.

"What's the problem?"

Jun Yi sighed lightly and stroked Su Wunian's frowning brows, letting him stretch out.

"Jun... Brother Jun......"

At this time, a soft and delicate voice slowly came from his ears, Jun Yi's hand moved, and he subconsciously lowered his eyes, but saw that it was Su Wunian who was unconsciously whispering.

It was as if I had felt something in my heart, and I had touched a familiar breath, for fear that this feeling would leave.

"I'm Wunian, you... The most beloved thought..."

"You're not dead, you're really not dead, woo woo, that's great..."

"I, I, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Su Wunian groaned in his mouth, and as he muttered intermittently, the sorrow on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a shyness and anxiety.

At this time, she didn't think about the domineering and majesty of the owner of the boat, but like a girl who was just starting to fall in love, she took off all her disguises in the face of the hazy and shy appearance of the first meeting of emotions.

The pale face and slightly pink cheeks make people feel pitiful.

Jun Yi's hand stroked Su Wunian's face, rubbing it gently, listening to the whispering in his mouth, the complexity on his face gradually dissipated, his eyes were a little more guilty, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Nian'er, you have suffered." ”

"No, don't!!"

"Please, Brother Jun, don't leave, don't leave Nian'er... Don't leave Nian'er..."

Suddenly, the shyness on Su Wunian's face disappeared, his face turned pale, he suddenly screamed in his mouth, his hands waved unconsciously, the situation seemed to turn sharply in his dream, and tears suddenly overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "Nian'er is very well-behaved, don't ask for anything, just ask you not to go, don't go..."

"Brother Jun... As long as you stay with Nian'er, you can do whatever you want, even if it's a maid, Nian'er has no complaints..."

"Nian'er, please, please..."

The mouth is crying blood, and the sound is like a knife.

Su Wunian shouted in a panic, his panicked expression, and his humble pleading, like a bone-eroding carving knife tearing and grinding in Jun Yi's heart.

Such a look made Jun Yi's heart tremble, and he couldn't care much more, so he hurriedly grabbed Su Wunian's hands and pressed them on his chest, letting him feel his heartbeat, and constantly comforting him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

"Brother Jun is here, he has not left Nian'er, and he will always be by Nian'er's side. ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Jun Yi said, his figure also leaned down slightly, hugging Su Wunian in his arms, making his trembling figure a little calmer, and even the panic in his mouth and the panic on his face dissipated a lot.

"Brother Jun..."

After a long time, Su Wunian's mood gradually stabilized, and he fell asleep slightly, but he didn't forget to hold Jun Yi tightly with both hands, muttering softly in his mouth, and a touch of reassuring sweetness unconsciously rose on his face.

Jun Yi knows the sea, Concubine Luo stands on the clouds, the two lock gods are connected, and the situation in the boudoir on the third floor of Nian Guifang is displayed in his eyes.

Just looking at the two embracing each other, Concubine Luo did not have the slightest jealousy and dissatisfaction, but her eyes flashed with love and pity, and there was a little smile, but there were still traces of complexity in it, reluctance, satisfaction, and rest assured.

Knowing the sea and the wind and clouds, Concubine Luo's long skirt danced in the wind, and the whole person stood there quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Behind him, the Yunshen Tree and the Origin Immortal Tree stood on the floating island, with a long sigh, their eyes flickering as if they were thinking about something, and there was a heavy firmness in them gradually condensing.

In the boudoir of Nian Guifang, Jun Yi got up gently, caressing Concubine Luo's eyebrows and showing pity, at the same time, a little crystal white light gradually lit up on his fingertips, and a faint mist overflowed from Jun Yi's body, slowly wrapping the two of them, and the majestic divine sense filled the boudoir, slightly condensed into silk, and gently submerged into Su Wunian's eyebrows.

Su Wunian was completely in a coma at this time, his divine consciousness space was chaotic, and his consciousness was shuttling through it, wandering among countless vague memory fragments, sometimes happy and nostalgic, sometimes discouraged.

She was like a lonely ghost, wandering aimlessly, and even gradually afraid of the anxiety and despair of shuttling through memory fragments, even if those joys made people nostalgic, but despair made her collapse even more.

The destruction after that hope again and again is like a sharp cold knife tearing through the heart again and again, breaking the extravagant hope.

Helpless, humble, like a nightmare, haunting my heart and lingering.

It's just that every time I want to give up, there seems to be a figure in front of me silently watching me, white clothes like snow, eyebrows carved like knives, resolute eyes, considerate and tender eyes, which seem to be able to shoot directly into people's hearts, so that she can break her fear and apprehension, regain her faith, and set foot on the road ahead.

Su Wunian stared at this again and again, seeking again and again, just to see those affectionate eyes again, and to smell the concerned voice again, even if it was only a trace of it.

"Hmm..."

In the void, Su Wunian's figure staggered, and he fell out of a fragment in embarrassment, his face was gray and painful, and there were tears rolling down the corners of his eyes. vp

"Brother Jun..."

Su Wunian's eyes were colorless, this fragment was a scene of desperation in Beitianque, and it was also a nightmare that she didn't dare to face, her faith collapsed, her desire was annihilated, was there any need to continue?

"Nian'er, I miss you so much..."

Su Wunian laughed miserably, the slightly illusory corners of his mouth were actually overflowing with blood, and the originally ethereal phantom also had the appearance of collapse, what he thought about in his heart, the strings broke down, and only what he thought in his dream could he be comforted.

If the truth is like this, she doesn't want this truth to be true, sink into dreams, and fall into nothingness.

At this thought, Su Wunian's eyes closed slightly, allowing his body to collapse, but at this moment, a misty light words scattered and came faintly: "Nian'er, Nian'er..."

Just one word, but it made Su Wunian suddenly open his eyes, which were originally colorless and godless, but at this moment, there was a bright light bursting out.

"This voice..."

Su Wunian's eyes trembled, and the wisps of mist that lingered around his scattered body suddenly trembled.

Familiar, too familiar.

This voice is a soft voice that she dreams of and does not dare to forget, but it is only a moment of excitement, the color in her eyes precipitates again, she shakes her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth are twitched, and she laughs to herself bitterly: "That's it, I must be too obsessed with it and have auditory hallucinations, how can I hear the voice of my heart here?"

It's just that Su Wunian was sighing to himself, and was about to slowly close his eyes, when in an instant, a white mist slowly appeared in the gap between his eyes, gathering in front of him.

This sudden vision made Su Wuxian subconsciously open his eyes and frown, just thinking that it was Su Wuxian's trick to try to wake him up, and suddenly there was anger in his heart.

"You..."

But before she could speak, she saw her figure gather in the mist, and a white dress stepped out like snow, making her voice stop for a moment, her eyes widened, and her small mouth opened, not knowing what to say.

The appearance of the knife, the warm smile, and the eyes with expressions are exactly the person Su Wunian misses in his heart, Jun Yi.

Jun Yi stood quietly in the void, looking at the beautiful woman with a pale face in front of him, his eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart, and then smiled after a slight adjustment: "Don't you know me?"

"Little girl?"

A gentle whisper, like a morning bell and a dusk drum suddenly sounded in Su Wunian's heart, the whole person was in a trance, looking at the figure in front of him like a dream, he couldn't believe it for a long time.

"Nian'er?

It wasn't until Jun Yi shouted a few times that Su Wunian came back to his senses slightly, his lips opened and closed, and he stammered in a trembling voice of disbelief: "You, you are... Brother Jun?"

Jun Yi looked at Su Wunian's cautious appearance, felt pity in his heart, and his words were more gentle, and said softly: "Is there a second Brother Jun in this world?"

"It's like a fake. ”

Jun Yi raised his arms slightly as he spoke, signaling Su Wunian to see more clearly.

Su Wunian was stunned when he saw this, his eyes were pink for a moment, and the tears in his eyes were like springs, pouring out, and he directly opened his arms and galloped towards Jun Yi, and at the same time took a small mouth, crying and shouting: "Jun, Brother Jun!"

At this moment, the familiar appearance, the long-lost voice, made Su Wunian no longer care about the truth or falsehood, and the belief in her heart was like a muddy water bursting the embankment, even if it was just a dream, she didn't want to miss this short meeting.

Thousands of years of waiting, not forgetting the obsession, isn't it just a dream-like scene at this moment?

Jun Yi also did not hide or avoid, wrapped his arms, and hugged Su Wunian in his arms, the familiar softness, unforgettable new fragrance, and the long-sealed memories drowned it.

At this moment, Jun Yi was in a trance, as if he was back as a teenager.

In the haze, you can vaguely see the two leaning on the sword and stepping on the horse, looking all over the peach and willow green, listening to the murmuring trickle, laughing and smelling the swimming fish playing, snuggling in the grass and whispering love words, stepping on the top of the mountain, and the pride is higher than the sky.

How carefree and youthful is that?

It's just that compared to Jun Yi, Su Wunian didn't think too much, just quietly enjoyed this hard-won dream, in her heart, this dream met only for a moment, but it was enough.

Su Wunian wrapped his arms around Jun Yi, holding the old man in his heart, his arms were tightly forced, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, for fear that for a moment, his dream would be shattered.

This familiar taste, the sense of satisfaction and security, made Su Wunian sink into it unconsciously.

"Brother Jun..."

Su Wunian's eyes were closed, and a smile overflowed from the corners of her mouth, but the paleness on her face added a little weakness.

"Brother Jun, it's good to see you again. ”

Su Wunian muttered in a low voice, and subconsciously opened his mouth to tell the lovesickness in his heart: "If I knew that we would be able to see each other again, why did Nian'er have to wait so long?

"Silly girl..."

Jun Yi stretched out his hand to caress Su Wunian's long hair, feeling very sorry in his heart.

It's just that although Nian'er misses it, she is even more ashamed of her brother in her heart. ”

Su Wunian said that the corners of his mouth overflowed with a touch of bitterness, iron blue appeared on his face, and the arm holding Jun Yi trembled slightly: "Nian'er has been preparing for so long, but she has not been able to avenge her brother..."

"Nian'er..."

At this time, Jun Yi spoke softly, interrupting Su Wunian's words, caressing her cheek, and said softly: "You have done well enough, don't force yourself anymore." ”

Su Wunian enjoyed Jun Yi's touch, and couldn't help but smile bitterly while being satisfied: "Brother Jun, you haven't changed even in your dreams, and you are still so accommodating to me." ”

"Silly girl..."

Jun Yi smiled, bowed his head and whispered in Su Wunian's ear: "This is not a dream. ”