One hundred and twenty-two Seventy years of great dreams.
Yue Rong looked at the math workbook in front of her, no.
She opened the English workbook again, and she had a headache when she saw the dense letters. . .
Woo woo no.
What about languages!
She went to the world of Xianxia, not to mention anything else, the language must still remember.
"Six kings. Six kings, four seas and one, Shushan Wu, A Fang out. Cover.. Covering more than 300 miles, isolating the sky... Sky.. Light! Lishan is constructed in the north and folds in the west, and goes straight to Xianyang. The two rivers dissolve and flow into the palace wall. Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor; Corridor waist... Corridor waist. ”
What's the waist of the corridor?!!
Destroy it.
Yue Rong lay on the table in despair, and she even forgot the language.
She remembered that before she crossed, this Afang Palace gave her the most familiar back! I can't remember it now.
As for the rest, she didn't even have to look at it.
She could already predict that she had a good result, but this time she would definitely have to end the crane!
Destroy it.
Yue Rong returned to the original world and began an ordinary and ordinary life, going to and from school every day, eating, and occasionally chatting with friends in the corridor in front of the classroom door.
It's just that the handsome boy she used to have a good impression of now seems to be just ordinary.
The original heartbeat has long since disappeared.
The person in her heart was also replaced by the figure of another person.
She would occasionally recall in her dreams her time in another world, a magnificent and dreamy world of Xianxia, with magical immortal methods, immortal spirits, and the avenue of immortality at her fingertips.
She didn't regret it, but sometimes she remembered Yun Yan's face in her midnight dreams.
She thought that Yun Yan would be very anxious and sad when she knew that she was gone.
She thought back to Yun Que's eyes that were always red because of her, and whether Yun Que would hide and cry this time.
Yue Rong thought that she would soon forget Yun Qian, but as time passed, Yun Yan's face became clearer and clearer in her mind, and she would sometimes even blurt out a sentence in her sleep, "Senior brother." ”
Yuerong's parents recently found that their daughter's behavior was very strange, not to mention the precipitous decline in academic performance, and the whole person was also in a trance.
She stopped Yuerong, and she actually said that she had cleaned it up with a cleansing charm.
It's incredible.
At night, I still dream about what Qingyun Sect will mutter, senior brother.
"Lao Yue, has our daughter been under too much pressure lately?"
"It's possible that I've been watching the news recently and another student can't think of jumping off the building."
"That's all that, oh my God."
"Take the child to the hospital to see the psychology department, it's really not good, suspend school first."
They are just this one daughter, it doesn't matter whether they study well or not.
The important thing is that the doll must grow up safely and healthily.
"What? Doctor? Yue Rong's eyes widened and said, "I'm fine, what kind of doctor do you see?" ”
"Rong Rong, you have been under too much pressure recently, you talk nonsense in your dreams at night, and you are in a trance every day, go to the hospital to have a look."
"I'm not sick." Yue Rong bit her lower lip lightly, her expression was entangled, she was just a little uncomfortable suddenly coming from the Xianxia world to this modern world.
Going home has always been her obsession.,But when she came back,,She found that she couldn't adapt to life here.。。
Calculated carefully, she spent four times as much time in Qingyun Sect as she did in this world.
"I'm not sick." Yuerong said that after thinking about it, she decided to tell her parents about her experience, of course, she didn't dare to say everything, only said that she had a more real dream.
After hearing this, the second elder looked at each other, and his mother said with a tangled expression, "Could it be that I was entangled in something dirty?" ”
Dad said, "Why don't you go to a nearby Taoist temple to worship?" ”
"Nothing dirty." Yue Rong waved her hand and said, "I'm just... ”
"Hey, don't think about it." My mother said, "Whether it's a dream or something, just come back, and slowly forget it." ”
Yuerong said vaguely, but she was their child, and they couldn't understand it.
Their daughter seems to have gone through a magical adventure.
"Mom, Dad." Yue Rong bit her lower lip and asked, "What if I don't come back." ”
She didn't know if she was too greedy, when she was in another world, she was crazy to come back, and when she came back, she missed Qingyun Sect very much.
Seventy years after the big dream, she seems to be more accustomed to being a disciple of the Qingyun Sect than modern people.
You can't go out here with a sword.,Cleaning must take a bath.,There's no formation she likes.,There's no aura.,There's not.。。。
No.
There is no cloud.
Yes, there is no way for her to continue to deceive herself.
She thinks about it, she thinks about it very much.
She thought that maybe she should have listened to the system and said goodbye to Yun Yan.
At the very least, she should have told Yun Yan that she was happy with him.
Both parents were stunned, Yue's father thought about it and said, "Rong Rong, the day people meet each other, they are preparing for parting, even if they are as close as father and son." ”
"Although you are our daughter, you are also yourself, no matter how you choose the path of life, as long as you are safe and happy, we are parents." Father Yue paused, his eyes showing reluctance, "There is only support." ”
The child is your child, but she is also herself.
"Dad." Yue Rong's eyes were red, she didn't expect her father to say that.
"Okay, stop crying. is such a big child, and he always cries his nose. "If one day, you want to leave the house, remember to tell us." ”
The moon banyan vanished.
Yun Yan rummaged through the entire Qingyun Sect and did not find Yue Rong, he asked all over the Qingyun Sect, and no one knew where Yue Rong went.
He guarded the soul lamp of the moon banyan that had long been extinguished day after day, and the sound he sent out was all sunk into the sea.
Everyone told him that Yue Rong was dead.
But he didn't believe it.
How could the little junior sister die?
He hasn't married the little sister yet, and the little sister hasn't answered his question yet.
How can you die?
The little sister must be hiding, it must be.
Is she shy?
Or the little junior sister actually doesn't like her at all, so everything is all his fantasy.
Little sister, come back.
As long as you come back, it doesn't matter if you don't like me.
I will hide my heart and only be your big brother in the future.
You're back, okay?
The snow was blowing, and in the snow walked a pale-faced man, carrying a lamp that had long been extinguished, walking aimlessly in the snow, and the series of footprints behind him were covered with blood.
A fierce sword aura came from behind him, hitting the man's heart.
Bright red blood spread from his chest, red like a red plum blossoming in the snow.
He fell to the ground, letting the snow cover his body, his pale hands clutching the handle of the lamp.
Feng Xue also understands feelings, and freezes his hand and the lamp handle together, never separated.