The space shattered into cracks like mirrors, and blinding light filtered in through the cracks.

The light is pure and transparent, without any color, but you can see it, it's harsh.

The indescribable light, which is said to be seen, is actually a feeling, and you can feel the light there.

Transparent Radiance:

Shining on the formless and colorless space barrier, the incomparably solid barrier melted like snow in the sun.

Shining on the white clouds of this space, the white clouds become transparent.

The light does not just dispel the darkness, where the light is, it becomes absolute nothingness, not devouring, but dissolving, and all visible and invisible matter disappears under the transparent light.

Looking out from the crack, rows of boundless figures appeared in the distance, these figures were also white, but they were composed of white light, torsos and limbs, eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose kept changing, these people had huge bird-like wings on their backs, some in pairs, some in two teams, and the most reached nine pairs.

Every flap of the wings brings a whirlwind, and the wind is also white.

Below the shattered space, a graceful figure stood in the air, with his back to those white figures, looking down, with deep nostalgia and strong reluctance in his eyes.

The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, not necessarily the most beautiful in the world, but they are also beautiful enough, the important thing is that her eyes are as clear as a lake, and there are rippling waves in them.

And it's warm.

Whoever looks at these eyes will be obsessed.

The figure of a young man appeared in the air.

A voice sounded, wandering anxiously, "Yiren, don't ......."

When he shouted these words, he was still far away in the sky, but the person had already appeared in front of him.

It can be seen that the speed of his arrival is faster than the speed of the sound, I don't know how many times.

The woman's name is Yiren, the real Yiren.

The Iraqi people are on the water side.

But

No matter how fast he was, he couldn't stop it, the light that penetrated through the spatial rift was already shining on the back of the Yiren, and the transparent light that could dissolve the spatial barrier was blocked by the graceful figure.

The woman blocked the transparent light.

Smiling, the woman's lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound, the transparent light was too terrifying, she had already overdrawn her life.

Her eyes looked at the man who hugged him, full of tenderness and affection.

The man hugged Yiren with his right hand, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched out like flowers, constantly changing in a mysterious trajectory, leaving afterimages in the air.

There was not a hint of hesitation.

A huge redbud bloomed in the air, petals stretching out one by one against the broken cracks.

So the light doesn't shine in, whether it's white, transparent light.

When all the petals of the bauhinia flower opened, the man also spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and fell to the ground with Yiren in his arms.

The Yiren in his arms began to slowly become lighter, greener, and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The green smoke curled up until it came under the redbud flower, and then it turned into a blue branch, and the green leaves, lined with the gorgeous redbud flowers, faded together until they were gone.

The space was restored as before, and the people of this world were in a daze and ignorant, continuing with their own things as always.

Two more figures came to the horizon, and one of them was dressed like a butterfly.

......

......

March

A spring rain in the middle of the night is like a teenager who secretly has a tryst with a girl, lest he wake up the sleeping people, and like a beauty's soft hair, gently caressing the cheeks of the earth. The raindrops fell in the pond, and the water surface that was as calm as a mirror rippled, round and round, just like the shy dimples on the face of a girl when she met her sweetheart.

Gentle, shy, a touch of spring love rippled in the dimples, and a flurry of panic ...... rippled.

The raindrops fell on the lotus leaves, and after a slight pause, they became beads, falling down drippingly, and there seemed to be a dingdong in the air.

When the sky was white, the little rain in the early spring night had stopped, it was really a light rain, and if it weren't for the slightly muddy ground and the humidity in the air, people would not have known that such a small rain had fallen in their sleeping night.

......

......

The green leaves are still covered with dewdrops, which are more and more crystal clear when the sun rises in the early morning. There was a slight wind blowing, and these crystal clear dewdrops mischievously left the tips of the leaves and happily pounced on the embrace of the earth.

A light rain in the middle of the night, a light rain at night.

Ye Xiaoyu is a personal name, a name that many ordinary people have never heard of, just like his deeds that many ordinary people don't know.

It's a tasteful carriage.

The carriage is not too big, not too small, one person sits in the carriage wide and spacious, two people are just right, and three people can sit in a crowd. Of course it can't be fat, at least not the kind of fat person who is too fat.

There was not a single nail or any other metal in the carriage. All of them are cut down to the depths of the endless forest for 3,000 miles.

Fengqiwu: The tree where the sacred creature Caifeng has inhabited.

The phoenix is very hard, far more than other trees, but it is very warm to the touch.

It took half a year to build the carriage, and the surface of the body was not painted in any other color. It's just a shallow layer of transparent varnish, which completely retains the color of Fengqiwu itself, with a trace of flame-like silk thread in the morning light, a bauhinia flower is carved on both sides of the carriage, and the heart-shaped flowers and leaves can vaguely see the shallow veins under the skillful hands of the craftsman, and the window is covered by a curtain of light blue veil.

The owner of the carriage loved the redbud alone.

Except for the stamens of the bauhinia, which are inlaid with red fine gemstones, there are not too many gorgeous decorations in other places, and the appearance is not luxurious, but elegant enough.

The carriage built by Master Lu.

His surname is Lu, and people are respectfully called Master Lu, but no one remembers his real name.

No one could have imagined that after 30 years of being a carpenter, he would become enlightened.

He worked as a carpenter for thirty years, and at the age of forty-three he became enlightened by a pile of wood. It took him ten years to know his fate, and by now, the legend has no more.

No moment, that is, no rules, no distance, no fear, except for the white clouds that cannot be said, it is the pinnacle of the world.

Once Master Lu became enlightened, people never saw him as a carpenter again.

There is also such a rumor about Master Lu:

It is said that the emperor's favorite concubine Niangniang wanted a dresser made by Master Lu himself, and was reprimanded by the emperor.

Then the emperor alienated the noble concubine Niangniang March.

After the emperor was not established, his favorite concubine Niangniang was the emperor and queen of the current empire.

The Mother of the Nation asked for nothing but could not.

This shows the status of Master Lu.

Who has such a great face and qualifications to allow Master Lu to do the work of a carpenter again? Even the emperor's favorite concubine Niangniang can't do it, he is a guest wherever he goes, and the emperor has to be polite when he sees him.

There have long been clever people who have collected the items he made in the past years as treasures, not to mention using them, even if they are mysterious and mysterious to show others.

No one could have imagined that Master Lu would go to build a carriage for someone else.

I wouldn't have thought that someone would take the carriage built by Master Lu to ride, and I wasn't afraid that it would be broken, so I should have hidden it a long time ago and offered it up like my ancestors.

This carriage is truly luxurious, truly valuable.

Ye Xiaoyu leaned on the soft couch of this really luxurious carriage, and her feet in white shoes rested on the board covered with precious carpets. The carpet is the sky-high carpet of those black-hearted merchants from the Western Regions, the price is sky-high, of course, the carpet is definitely the best carpet.

The one who drove the car was a handsome young man.

The surname is Chu, Chu Chu poor Chu. Compound name Xiangxiang, Chu Xiangxiang. A name that is gentle and delicate like a girl's home.

Caidie saw the pain in the depths of the young master's eyes through the pale blue curtain of the car window, and the delicate and clear daughter's heart was slightly painful.

decade

There is a decade that passes.

Whether it is the snow-capped scenery of the northern region or the beautiful mountains in the south. In order to let the young master relax, Caidie and Chu Xiangxiang accompanied Ye Xiaoyu to every place in the mainland, and the journey was tens of thousands of miles.

The young master was sick, and in order to make the young master more comfortable during the journey, Caidie went to make a bet with the legendary Master Lu.

It's this wagon that's the gamble.

Ye Xiaoyu is not a spreading person, but she can't beat the colorful butterfly, in her heart, the young master is worthy of all the most beautiful and noble things in the world. The whole world can't compare to the young master alone.

She thought about herself as the first person to go that day.

In this way, the young master may not be so painful. She didn't know that if it was her who left, she would be so sad like a light rain at night.

......

Chu Xiangxiang made the young master feel better, and began to work hard to learn to laugh on her face.

The young master's world is in the world, but the night light rain is their world.

Ye Xiaoyu is clear, understood, and tries to make herself look happier.

But the pain in the bottom of the eyes, the sadness between the eyebrows, can't hide the colorful butterfly's eyes as bright as stars.

......

......

The morning sun poured down obliquely from the front, giving the entire convoy a layer of gold. The tall, short, stout or slender trees on both sides of the road. The leaves are either tender green or dark green. There are also those well-known and unknown flowers, small grasses with wide or pointed leaves, and the whole world is lush and green.

Whenever I see the morning sun, Caidie's heart will feel better. The young master's dedication has a little meaning in her eyes.

The ten fingers were slender and slender like a woman's warm hands, and there was an indescribable charm in the sickly paleness. These are Ye Xiaoyu's hands, without a single scar or blemish, as clean as white jade. No one could see the power of these hands.

Ye Xiaoyu put down the wine jug in her right hand, and her left hand was still holding the wood carving tightly. With his free right hand, he pushed open the window of the carriage, and gently opened the light blue curtain, and the air was exceptionally clean and fresh, perhaps because of the light rain last night, and with the smell of grass and earth, he took a deep breath. The sun shone on his face, and the sickly paleness was gone. Instead, he became confused, and his vision was like a cloud. I don't know what I remembered, Ye Xiaoyu looked out the window and was a little stupid.

Looking at this delicate and almost perfect face, the bright face of Caidie in the carriage also became a little crazy.......

It would be nice if it could keep going like this, and it would be great if it could go on like this.

At least the young master is not so sad now, even if it is a little unreal, it has become a little ethereal.

A woman is carved on the wood, with picturesque eyebrows and waterlike hair.

......

Chu Xiangxiang didn't look back, but her body wrapped in black clothes trembled slightly. He doesn't have to look back, he doesn't have to look at it for so many days, he doesn't have to guess, he knows Ye Xiaoyu's mood at the moment.

Chu Xiangxiang was very indifferent to everyone.

Except for the night light rain.

So he couldn't understand the night light rain.

I can't understand Ye Xiaoyu's dedication and dedication, Yiren can not die, if the bauhinia flower is not blooming in the cracks.

It's just that there are no ifs, and what happened is harder to recover than time.

No one walks the same path twice.

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

......

The sound of hooves was audible, the carriage was heading forward towards the rising sun, Chu Xiangxiang who was driving, the night light rain and colorful butterflies in the carriage were silent, and the air was filled with two emotions, satisfaction and sadness, two contradictory and opposing emotions.

The shadow of the carriage was stretched long by the sunlight above it, and the sound of the horses' hooves startled a flock of foraging birds, chirping and flapping their wings into the sky.

Guanshan is cloudy for thousands of miles, the world does not hear the sound of the piano, the ancient vine is faint, the crow is a thousand-year-old tree, and the night returns to the .......