In a trance, looking at the woman crying in the boudoir, Zhou Zhou Xian had a sense of time and space confusion.

It's as if he is a wanderer who has been away from home for decades, abandoning his wife just for an ethereal dream.

I woke up from the dream and went home, and my wife was still waiting for him.

It's just that although this feeling is deep, it is not unforgettable.

In his heart, looking at the familiar face of the woman, there was a feeling of being separated from the world.

"Phoenix, I'm ......"

Zhou Xian wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he had forgotten what he wanted to say.

Shaking his head a little confusedly, Zhou Zhou Xian always felt as if he had forgotten something, but no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he still couldn't think of what he had forgotten.

"Zhou Lang! You're finally back, and I knew you would. ”

Just when Zhou Zhou Xian was still hesitating, the woman in the boudoir had already rushed out of the door and threw herself into Zhou Zhou Xian's arms.

Holding the woman in his arms and feeling the body temperature on the other party's body, Zhou Zhou Xian still had some doubts in his heart.

This..... Is it my wife?

It's just that why is there always a sense of strangeness in the familiarity?

Why, when I remember that the person in front of me is my wife, I always have an awkward feeling when I hug the person in front of me and touch the body temperature of the other person?

The doubts in his heart flashed, but Zhou Zhou Xian didn't feel that his memory would deceive.

Xu Yes..... I have been away from home for 20 years, and the familiarity of the year has been diluted by time, so I have such a familiar strangeness.

The hesitation in his heart flashed, and Zhou Zhou Xian hugged the woman's hands tightly, and patted gently behind him with one hand.

"I'm back! It's back! Never go again! ”

Somehow, when he said this, Zhou Zhou Xian actually gave birth to a feeling of wandering wanderer and finding the harbor of his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to remember to whom he had said similar words.

What's going on?

I'm a wanderer, I've been waiting for someone who will let me let go of my baggage, and the moment I see you, I know - I've waited!

Yes, it should be like this.

It seems, a long, long time ago, he did say something like that, but ...... To whom?

In a trance, Zhou Zhou Xian looked at his wife in his arms - in this way, how could he say it to others except his wife.

It's just that he has already met someone who let him let go of his burden, what is it that prompts him to leave home for 20 years?

Zhou Zhou Xian felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important, but his memory was a little confused, and for a while, it was really difficult for him to remember.

Of course, these doubts did not last long.

Wife.

Son.

Daughter-in-law.

Even her granddaughter is already four years old, so what is there to worry about?

Moreover, can his own memories still deceive others?

After a period of time, Zhou Zhou Xian lived at home with peace of mind.

This small courtyard is strange and familiar, and although it has been 20 years, there are still memories of his time everywhere.

Whenever he travels with his wife, he can always recall the memories of the two somewhere.

I used to remember the eaves that rained a lot, the roofs that used to lie down and watch the stars together, the swings that we used to swing together, the meadows where we used to play with our children, and the gardens where we used to sow seeds together.

In the blink of an eye, it is already winter, summer, spring and autumn.

Monday Immortal came back for a year.

In a year's time, the wife is virtuous and considerate, the children are obedient and filial, and the family is harmonious and happy, like an enviable small family.

However, for a year, there has always been a gap in Zhou Xian's heart.

In the dead of night, he always had a sense of strangeness as an outsider.

It's as if everything around him, his wife, his children, and even his little granddaughter, who is well-behaved and sensible, and can already memorize poetry and books, are so far away from him.

Far away...... It was as if everything in front of him would be shattered with a wave of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, it was April again, the peach blossoms bloomed and thanked, and the pear blossoms bore fruit.

At noon, the family gathers around the table to eat.

The little granddaughter was greedy, and after eating a few bites of food, she pushed the bowl and ran away.

After a while, he trotted over with a small basket of loquat in his arms.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! I'm going to eat loquats! ”

"Good! Grandpa will peel it for you! ”

Zhou Zhou Xian put down the chopsticks in his hand, doted on his little granddaughter and put it on his lap, peeling the little granddaughter one by one.

The little granddaughter ate to her heart's content, and her big eyes narrowed into a pair of crescents.

As..... A child who got two strings of sugar gourds.

Sugar gourd?

Inexplicably, a flash of light seemed to flash in Zhou Xian's mind.

It's just that this spiritual light flashed away, and no matter how Zhou Zhou Xian caught it, he couldn't catch it.

The mind kept looking for the feeling just now, and subconsciously, Zhou Zhou Xian peeled off a loquat skin again and put it in his wife's mouth.

"Lady, your favorite loquat ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhou Xian suddenly froze there.

Favorite loquat!

Favorite loquat!

Sugar gourd!

The child who got two strings of sugar gourds.

Zhou Zhou Xian stood up suddenly, looking at the 'family' beside him, with doubts in his eyes.

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?

Also, you forgot..... I don't eat loquats! ”

Seeing Zhou Zhou Xian's abnormal performance, the fruit between his wife's lips was taken down, and he looked at Zhou Zhou Xian a little nervously.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhou Xian was in a trance again.

Looking at the woman in front of him, he felt that the other party was far and near, and in front of his eyes, there seemed to be two faces.

A ..... It's a wife who has been together day and night for a year, but I don't know why I don't want to have skin to skin with my wife.

The other is a beautiful face that has no memory but an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

In a trance, some fragments of memory seemed to appear in my mind.

"Xianggong, what is this?"

The woman smiled and asked, pointing to the small fruit on the tree.

"This one, this one is called loquat!"

Zhou Zhou Xian put one hand around the woman's waist and explained to his wife and woman who seemed to be curious about many common things in this world.

"Loquat? Pipa? ”

The woman blinked.

"That's right, it's because this fruit looks like a lute, that's why it's called loquat."

The woman nodded.

"Loquat! Pipa! Unexpectedly, in the vast land of Shenzhou, on the vast desert land, there are such fruits that resemble some kind of musical instruments. ”

"Huh!"

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled, raised his hand to pick a fruit, peeled off the skin and put it in the woman's mouth, "Taste it, this fruit is still delicious!" ”

The woman put the fruit in it, chewed it gently in her mouth, spit out the core, and narrowed her eyes like a crescent moon.

"Sweet and delicious!"

As the memories came flooding in, the dusty memories became clearer and clearer, and Zhou Xian's eyes became clearer and clearer.

And in front of me, this 'wife' next to me...... But he has a completely different face from the wife in this sudden memory.

Even, a completely different name.

"Or ...... Failed? ”

Looking at the inexplicable alienation in Zhou Zhouxian's eyes, the 'wife' only felt a pain in her heart, and her face showed a touch of misery.

"What the hell am I ..... Where is it inferior to her? Over the past year, I can clearly feel that you really regard me as her in your heart, but I still don't understand why I replaced her in your memory, and there is no longer her existence in your memory.

And you, however, have always kept the last distance from me. ”

Looking at the miserable woman in front of him, Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head.

"Phoenix, don't you understand?

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. ”

"I ...... I can also become her, just like this dream, she is gone, and I am the only one who can be by your side! ”

The tragedy in the woman's eyes was even worse, and the space around her was rippling, obviously the dream had been shaken.

It's just that in response to her, it was still Zhou Xian's decisive gaze.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhou Zhou Xian didn't say a word, waved his sleeves, and the scene in front of him was shattered like time and space collapsing.

As everything in the dream disappears, the scene suddenly shifts back to the real villa.

At this time, the night was thick, and time had only passed.

The pink mist dissipated, and the beast god lying on the bed opened his eyes, and a touch of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes.

"Delicate ......"

A low murmur, no one but himself could hear it.

In another room, a white-clad nine-tailed fox stopped his bare feet swaying in the air, pursed his lips, and said, "It's boring."

Then the fox got up from the wicker chair and threw himself onto the large soft bed on the side.

"Zhou Lang ......"

In Zhou Xian's room, the woman lying next to her opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Zhou Xian, who was also separated from the dream, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, Zhou Zhou Xian only has one heart, this heart is very small, and it has already been filled with a person's figure.

No matter the vicissitudes of life, it is difficult to tolerate half of her.

You are a princess of the southern kingdom, so why waste your feelings on a little person like me. ”

The voice was neither cold nor enthusiastic.

It's so ordinary, it's so natural.

Naturally, like old friends over the years, they sat together and gossiped about homely things.

It's just that the more natural it is, the more it stings the woman's heart.

What she wanted, never a friend, she ..... From beginning to end, he was unwilling to stay in the position of friends with him.

"Weekly ......"

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please go back!"

Without waiting for the woman to say what she was about to say, Zhou Zhou Xian interrupted again.

Looking at the touch in Zhou Xian's eyes that seemed to be separated by two worlds, and listening to Zhou Zhou Xian's stinging inner words, the woman was stunned for a long time and turned around..... Walk towards the window.

"Wait!"

Just as the woman's figure was about to disappear into colored light, Zhou Xian's voice sounded again.

Turning her head suddenly, the woman's eyes burst out with a look that made it impossible to look at directly.

"This peach blossom miasma, even with the blood of your southern royal family, must not be used lightly, and if it is forcibly used by your cultivation, it will definitely damage the foundation.

I've got one here, so you can use it to strengthen your foundation. ”

A page of gold paper turned into a streamer and disappeared into the woman's hand, the corners of the woman's mouth hooked up slightly, turned around and disappeared in front of the window.

He can't be hard-hearted after all.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day it was just dawn, and the voices of Baguio and Xiaohuan in amazement sounded outside the villa.

Everyone walked out of the villa.....

Peach blossom.... Open all over the mountains.