Gu Xijun didn't know how he walked back to the other garden. I just remember that all the way down, my head was muddy, whether I was drunk or not, whether I was awake or not.

In the meantime, there seemed to be a little slave and maid passing by on an inexplicable path to greet him and ask if he needed support. She didn't see the man or woman clearly, so she waved her hand and staggered away.

It wasn't until he returned to the courtyard where he had lived for more than half a month that Gu Xijun was a little sober. Everything here is still exactly the same as the small courtyard in my memory.

The wind blows the flower show, quiet and fragrant, like a paradise.

At this time, most of the creatures in the courtyard were already asleep, and it seemed that they had not even noticed the return of the old owner. Those who are not asleep seem to be afraid of waking up their neighbors who live in the courtyard, or occasionally chirp lowly, or secretly bloom, and cannot bear to break this picture-like harmonious scene.

In the night sky, the moon leans on the stars, the stars accompany the moon, and the stars shine. Next to the Yiren, the flowers are lost to butterflies, butterflies love flowers, and butterflies are dancing.

Gu Xijun supported his body with his disobedient legs, staggered onto the stone chair in the garden, sat down, closed his eyes and silently felt this rare peace. But within a moment, that sadness arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

"Yunyin...... What the hell happened back then?!"

Looking at the almost perfect bright moon hanging high in the sky, Gu Xijun asked himself and blamed himself, but he couldn't figure it out.

"If I hadn't told Yun Yin the truth, he and Yun Li might not have ended up like this. And you...... Didn't you already know this outcome?!"

Looking at Mu Juechen's room, she whispered faintly. The only place in the courtyard was, as usual, dark and dim, without a trace of life.

When the sky was about to dawn, Gu Xijun was in a daze, felt that his body was light, and he left the stone chair with his buttocks. Immediately, he was placed on a hard but warm couch.

When it was over, she seemed to hear someone muttering, "Heh! If you dare to sleep on the stone platform when you are drunk, do you want to have a stroke?" Then, after being forcibly poured a mouthful of fishy liquid, she frowned and fell asleep again.

Mu Juechen, your uncle's! Isn't it addicted to bloodletting!

In a trance, Gu Xijun scolded back angrily. The man standing next to him stiffened......

At dusk, Gu Xijun woke up leisurely. When I saw the curtains swaying in the wind next to the bed, I realized that I was back in my room.

It's just that I always feel that something is wrong. After savoring the astringency in her mouth, she silently curled up her knees and squatted on the bed, wrapped her arms around her knees, and sighed deeply.

"Alas...... That dream last night......"

In the dream, the surroundings are extremely real. Under the snow, Mu Juechen coldly faced himself curled up in a ball, and said some inexplicable words such as who he wanted to save with an expressionless face. Then, he stretched out his pale and bloodless arm, held a dagger that was completely black, and approached him resolutely, step by step. On the dagger, the carving is about to give out a scarlet pattern......

At the end of the memory, Gu Xijun gasped and hugged his arms tighter.

At this point, she could basically guess that Mu Juechen's purpose of repairing her half-soul so disregarding his own life must not be as simple as he said! Moreover, it seems that he has only one goal from beginning to end!

"Could it be related to someone in the Lechuan Stream!! it seems that after dealing with the affairs of Yunfu, it is necessary to go there!" Gu Xijun narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself in a low voice.

The sky was getting dark, and there was still no movement in Mu Juechen's room over there. And Gu Xijun's mind was all down on Yun Yin at the moment, and he didn't care about where he went. So she packed up early, and when it was completely dark, she quietly slipped to Yun Yin's residence.

Climbing the top of the gable, Gu Xijun poked out half of his head and looked into the courtyard.

I saw that in the middle of the courtyard, there was a pitch-black table. At the four corners of the table, there are three or five candlesticks and an incense stick. In the middle of the table, there are two bronze stalks, containing all kinds of fruits. A bronze bowl is placed between the bronze bowls, and the candlelight is reflected in it, which is supposed to be a sacrificial and prayer drink.

On the futon in front of the case, there was a Taoist priest with gray hair and a straight posture. The Taoist priest wore a dark and white-washed robe. From the back, it looks like a whisk of dust that keeps swinging in his hand, doing some kind of ritual.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar back, Gu Xijun's heart was instantly suffocated, his eyes blurred again, and he almost rushed over the wall in desperation.

After the Taoist priest in front of him completely stopped his movements, half an hour had passed.

Gently put the dust on the table with both hands, and the Taoist priest stood in the direction of Gu Xijun with his back for a long time.

"You're still here!" the Taoist priest finally spoke, and his voice was the same as that of Yun Yin when he was young. It's just that some of the words are just vicissitudes of life, and they no longer contain arrogance and innocence.

"yes, I didn't see you at the dinner last night. So, I'll take a look for myself, do you miss me!" When Gu Xijun heard that it was really him, he hurriedly wiped away the tears that were about to burst out with his sleeve and jumped off the wall. Then he took three steps and made two steps, and then walked around to Yun Yin, pursed his lips and laughed.

It's just that the moment the two sides looked at each other, they were moved. Seeing his gray hair and a few wrinkles on his forehead, Gu Xijun didn't want to believe that the person in front of him who showed an old posture was the Yun Yin who used to be comfortable and carefree every day!

After a shock of three or five seconds, Yun Yin's expression returned to indifference, and then he formed a magic seal in his palm and whispered in a deep voice: "Don't travel thousands of miles, there is no time to come." On the thirtieth day of the month, there is no night without lovesickness. ”

Seeing Yun Yin's aging state for the first time, Gu Xijun couldn't help but cry. But after hearing this, she suddenly burst into tears.

It turns out that he has been waiting for himself all along!

"Yun Yin! you...... How did you make yourself look like this?!" Gu Xijun sneered, and was about to reach out to hammer his chest, but when he looked at the strange eyes, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

After all, he is no longer the bright young man he used to be!

"Miss Gu, Yun has changed his name to the past!" Yun Yin took a step back and said calmly.

But Gu Xijun's heart was sharply clustered, and only then did he understand the meaning of what he said just now. Silently lowering her head, she let out a long sigh of relief and asked word by word, "You know everything?"

Yun Yin turned his back to the candlelight, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, so he just stood there quietly looking at her and didn't answer.

"You should hate me!" Gu Xijun nodded slightly, tears flowed to the tip of his nose, dripping one by one.

Turning around slowly, Yun Yin picked up the three incense sticks on the table and put them next to the candle flame and lit them. At the same time, the voice came calmly:

"You don't need to blame yourself, what I hate is always me!"