Inside the house.

Song Yizhi was placed on the bed by Rong Yueyuan.

After Rong Yueyuan took the hairpin from her bun, Song Yizhi slid down softly and lay on the bed, as if she had no bones.

Looking at the little girl lying on her side in the futon and her eyes didn't open, Rong Yueyuan leaned over and scooped up the person and hugged her in her arms.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched Rong Yueyuan's head, and his sleepy tone was lazy, "What's wrong?" ”

"Twigs." Affectionate titles are gentle and guilty.

After thousands of years, this affectionate title once again shouted out from Rong Yueyuan's mouth.

Song Yizhi opened his eyes abruptly and looked over.

Suddenly, Song Yizhi's eyes darkened.

The trembling long eyelashes swept across Rong Yueyuan's palm, and Rong Yueyuan's heart trembled slightly with the long eyelashes under his palm.

After the hatred Gu was resolved, Song Yizhi went out and asked Rong Yueyuan to digest and sort out his memories.

Just when Song Yizhi thought that Rong Yueyuan would say something, there was silence in the room.

Rong Yueyuan quietly looked at the little girl in front of her, and the joy in her heart was gradually overwhelmed by guilt and distress.

The content of that blank memory was very little less than he imagined.

He thought that he and Zhizhi had spent a long, long time, but the memories between them only occupied a short period of his long life.

But that short time was the most colorful in his long life.

Rong Yueyuan's arm around Song Yizhi tightened a little.

He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how.

The sacrifice of the gods, how did the branches survive after the sacrifice of the gods?

How did she get over those thousands of years?

Rong Yueyuan couldn't think of it, he only felt stuffy and painful in his heart, and then, he let go of his hand and buried his head in Song Yizhi's shoulder socket.

Song Yizhi blinked, and then found that the clothes on his shoulders were wet in a few places.

"I seem to keep making you cry." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he sighed lightly.

Rong Yueyuan was silent, and a fine choked throat overflowed from his throat.

Song Yizhi listened to the suppressed cry and felt very distressed.

She leaned back slightly to distance herself from Rong Yueyuan, and then reached out to lift the man's jaw.

Rong Yueyuan's eyes were red, those deep and calm eyes were full of tears at this time, and his eyes looked at Song Yizhi after the mist, which was a little pitiful and fragile like that.

Song Yizhi doesn't like tears very much, whether male or female, because tears represent weakness.

But Rong Yueyuan's tears will only make her pity and distressed.

"Yu Yuan." Song Yizhi raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on his lover's face, and his tone was gentle and distressed, "I'm sorry for making a difference in the contract of life and death." ”

At the mention of the contract of living and dying together, the tears in Rong Yueyuan's eyes fell again.

If it weren't for the fact that the co-life and death deed was manipulated, he would have died on the Tianshan Mountain, not just lying seriously injured for a month.

"I'm still reluctant, you're such a good person, I can't bear to let you die. I'm sorry, but I'm in charge. Song Yizhi patiently wiped Rong Yueyuan's tears, "Not in the future, really, I swear by my divine right." ”

Rong Yueyuan's hoarse and choked voice sounded, "Don't leave me alone anymore." ”

"I swear, no." Song Yizhi nodded at the tail of Rong Yueyuan's eyes, "Don't cry, your eyes are red from crying." ”

Rong Yueyuan responded.

After coaxing Rong Yueyuan, Song Yizhi traced his outline with his fingers.

Rong Yueyuan quietly looked at his wife in his arms, and then, he lowered his head so that Song Yizhi could draw his facial features.

After retrieving his memory, the anger on Rong Yueyuan's body dissipated a lot, and his whole person calmed down.

"I'm so sleepy." Song Yizhi spoke softly.

Rong Yueyuan patted Song Yizhi's back, and his voice was a little hoarse and gentle, "Sleep." ”

He was reluctant to let go, and now he really wanted to tie the branches to his side and never leave.

Song Yizhi leaned on Rong Yueyuan's chest and fell asleep listening to the gentle heartbeat.

Ye Su didn't know why her daughter was so tired all of a sudden, it was like she was exerting too much strength in her body.

After seeing Rong Yueyuan, who had calmed down, Ye Su suddenly realized.

The man who came out of the house had changed dramatically from before.

The previous five elders were sharp and aggressive, but now the five elders are introverted, the anger dissipates, and the whole person seems to have sunk, peaceful and warm.

Fifth Qian glanced over from the meal, and then he was stunned.

No, I haven't seen each other for a long time, why have the five elders changed dramatically??

Rong Yueyuan put the little girl in his arms in the chaise longue, and then turned to salute Ye Su, "Night Venerable." ”

Yesu put down the dishes and chopsticks, combined with her daughter's over-consumption of strength, she reacted, "Solved?" ”

Rong Yueyuan bowed.

Ye Su looked at the man in front of her, her heart was very complicated, and finally she exhaled and said a little dryly, "It's good to think about it." ”

It's not that they want to hide it from Rong Yueyuan, it's just that that memory is really bitter.

Before Song Yizhi appeared, they never came out.

Rong Yueyuan answered, and then walked to the recliner, where he sat on the stool and quietly guarded his wife.

"Five Elders." The voice of the head of the Situ family rang out.

Rong Yueyuan looked up, lowered his voice and said, "My wife is resting, and I will talk about it at a later date." ”

The head of the Situ family looked at the man who had changed a lot, and raised his hand to salute.

Fifth Qian looked at the Fifth Elder in a bit of a daze, and then looked at the Night Venerable on the side, with a clear look of curiosity in his eyes.

"The part that the five elders lacked is back." Ye Su opened with emotion.

Fifth Qian looked at Rong Yueyuan and then at Song Yizhi, half-understanding.

Yesu didn't say much.

By the time Song Yizhi woke up, two or three days had passed.

During this period, Song Yiyue's sister and brother were dragged out every day to practice.

When Song Yizhi woke up, the sun was just right, and the sunlight that sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves fell, and the light and shadow were mottled.

She squinted her eyes for a moment, and then opened them after getting used to them.

"I can't get up." Song Yizhi opened his mouth lazily.

Rong Yueyuan walked over, bent down and reached out to help the little girl in the recliner up.

Song Yizhi leaned forward and smashed into Rong Yueyuan's arms.

"Twigs." Rong Yueyuan's helpless voice sounded, "You'd better be honest." ”

His memory had been restored.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at Rong Yueyuan, because he had just woken up, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were a little wet, and his innocent eyes and innocent tone looked very innocent.

Rong Yueyuan pinched Song Yizhi's cheek, and his tone was still gentle and gentle, "You are careful to cocoon yourself." ”

"Are you willing?" Song Yizhi said, raising his hand to cover his face and complaining, "Abuse..."

Rong Yueyuan manually covered his mouth to silence it.

Song Yizhi pulled Rong Yueyuan's hand away, grinded his teeth, and bit down.

"Loosen up." Rong Yueyuan nodded Song Yizhi's head, looked at the little girl who was deaf, and added, "Someone is coming." ”

After Song Yizhi let go, he seemed to disgust and snorted twice.

Rong Yueyuan pinched Song Yizhi's face with his thumb and index finger and shook it, "Arrogant and domineering." ”

Song Yizhi snorted twice, "There are even more arrogant and domineering ones behind!" ”

"Very good." Rong Yueyuan withdrew his hand, looked at the faint red marks on Song Yizhi's cheeks, and secretly thought in his heart that next time he had to restrain his strength, and he couldn't hurt Zhizhi. (End of chapter)