Chapter Twenty-Nine: After the Floating Clouds Parted, Ten Years of Flowing Water
The night is very late, the breeze is blowing, and the thin clothes can't hide the coolness. Looking at Ye Xihan in the pavilion, Yan Xitang's heart tightened. His eyes seemed to be full of sadness, and the whole person seemed to have experienced a lot of stories, and sometimes she really couldn't see through him.
Step forward and stare at him. The two were already very close, but Ye Xihan didn't seem to notice it. Said gently: "The master asked me to take you to the wing." ”
He paused, slowly turned around, stared at her in a daze, and it took a while to react. smiled miserably, if he was like this, if he was on the battlefield, he would have died more than a thousand times. "Please lead the way."
He followed behind her, staring at her slender figure and smiling. It seems that she is doing well, there is no such insidious cunning here, there is no such darkness, and she does not need to take the initiative to go along with anyone. As long as she is doing well and living happily, he has already achieved the purpose of his trip.
Being stared at by fiery eyes, Yan Xitang was a little unnatural. Awkwardly, he tried to divert his gaze, "Ahem, why are you here?" ”
Looking away, he looked at the peach grove in the distance, "Find someone." She...... She is very important to me. ”
Yan Xitang was stunned, in order to find someone to run so far away, it should be a person who is so important to him. "Oh, that's right. That...... Why don't you tell me what she looks like? I'll help you find it, and it's a gift from you to my hairpin. She smiled slightly, and smiled so pure and beautiful. As simple as her, as kind as her, as beautiful as her, the most beautiful woman in the world is probably like this. Ye Xihan thought to himself.
Ye Xihan still looked at the peach forest, as if he was stunned and lost his soul. Yan Xitang saw that he didn't react, and looked at him along his line of sight. Under the moonlight, the peach forest was silent, even if the breeze blew, the branch did not waver at all. It seems that the peach forest is also sleeping in this night.
"This peach grove is my favorite place. Isn't it beautiful? Eyes shifted to him and asked.
"Hmm. It was the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen. She...... She also loves peach blossoms. "It seems to bring back memories that are long gone. It was her birthday, and on her birthday, he gave her a peach hairpin. Later, he saw her and the king to whom he was now loyal looking at the rising sun from the tree, and the peach blossoms he wanted to give were crushed by him.
She stared at him, as if to hear what he had to say next. Ye Xihan continued, "It's just that she hasn't seen a real peach blossom ......."
He suddenly turned around and stared at Yan Xitang's bright eyes, "I think you look a lot like her." He never dared to speak, he was conflicted. Who would know that the god of war who decisively kills the enemy on the battlefield, and the outspoken general in the officialdom will have such contradictions and hesitations, and who would know that the dignified god of war is an infatuated species.
She didn't dodge and stared into his eyes as well, as if this time trying to see his heart through his eyes. But in an instant, her heart was empty, she panicked, she seemed to have lost something, and her steps were a little unsteady. Ye Xihan hurriedly helped her up and asked, "Are you okay?" The panic in his eyes flashed away.
"It's okay," he said, shaking his head. Nudge him away and walk forward, "Let's go, it's getting late." She grasped her heart, what was this feeling of emptiness? Why did she suddenly feel so familiar with the person in front of her?
Ye Xihan looked at her worriedly, calm on the surface, but up and down in his heart.
"Here it is, it's your room. It's a little simpler, and you're going to live there. Yan Xitang pointed to the wing room and said. Just now, she happened to hear the master say that he was the god of war, so he must be the kind with a high status, and he didn't know if he could get used to it. What the master told him just now, in fact, she heard it a lot, and occasionally mentioned her name. So she wanted to test the situation, to see what this person came from, and what she had forgotten.
It's just that every time she inadvertently meets his eyes, there will be inexplicable heartache, she can't understand this feeling, and she doesn't like it. The tingling sensation was unbearably tight.
After saying goodbye to him, he walked back to his room. Take out the wooden box in the cabinet, pick up the peach blossom hairpin inside, and look at it carefully. She didn't think it was just a simple gift.
Holding it in his hands, he climbed into bed and took a closer look. Fragments flashed through her mind, making her frown. "Is this hairpin pretty?" The man can't see clearly, but he should be quite handsome. He was dressed in white, vague and vague, and seemed to be glowing. She seemed to get smaller, looking at her tiny hands. Her brow furrowed deeper, and her head ached. She wanted to see the picture in her mind, but found that the more she explored, the more uncomfortable it became, along with her heart. Cold sweat broke out, and luck was good.
"What the hell? Did I really forget some important memories? Muttered sideways.
Raised his hand and looked at the peach blossom hairpin in his hand, his eyes were misty. How many secrets she has, even she can't figure out. Grabbing the snake pendant on his chest, "Do you know what the hell I've forgotten?" "It seems to be asking, it seems to be talking to oneself.
Jiuxin transformed, curled up and lay on the bed, staring at her with small eyes. "I'm just a spirit snake, not a human being, and I can't guess your mind." Yes, it has lived for tens of thousands of years, and it has gone through all kinds of situations in the world, but it still can't understand people's minds, so it still doesn't know why she left in the first place, staring at the flower on Yan Xitang's chest.
Oh, yes! There are too many mysteries in the world, such as, who is your mother? And who is the father?
The master said that he was just an orphan, and the master had picked it up from his travels in the world, and the senior brother said the same. Gradually, I didn't want to ask anymore, and I began to believe.
But until today, she began to doubt again, that person seemed to know herself, and her relationship with him seemed to be not shallow. There are too many doubts in my heart, and it seems that I can only slowly confirm them later.