It was the season when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and in the wooden house in the peach forest, the man seemed to have suffered great pain, huddled in the corner, and the beautiful woman stepped into the house with an anxious face, searched around, and then strode towards the corner.

"Light? How are you? I'm sorry, I said I was going to be with you, but I was still a step late! The woman squatted down and held the man's hand, and spoke softly, with a sigh in her tone.

The man named Qingxing suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, there were tight green tendons on his forehead with water droplets, and his handsome face was in pain, he seemed to be unable to help it, grabbed the woman's hand violently, bit her veins, controlled the bite with strong perseverance, and sucked the woman's blood forbearantly.

The woman closed her eyes in pain, but the man's hand became tighter and tighter...... Time passed little by little, and Qingxing finally let go of the woman's hand, he looked up at the woman's eyes that had returned to their former clarity, his face was a little pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, which had a strange beauty.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, his eyes were full of pity and self-blame, he took the beautiful woman into his arms, and said again and again: "Qingqing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

As soon as the picture turned, Qingqing fell from the tree, flew over lightly and caught her, the sky was full of peach blossoms, and the surrounding scenery rotated and rotated...... Only Qingqing's cheerful laughter remained.

The two different pictures are intertwined with each other, the cheerful laughter and the whispering of self-blame are like a spell, waking Jiang Qing up from the dream, under the peach blossom tree, Jiang Qing, who is holding the wine jug, opens his eyes faintly, and looks at the flying petals with a dull gaze.

The dream has been forgotten for most of the time, but Jiang Qing clearly realized that she had dreamed of the scene that she often dreamed of when she was in the south, the peach blossoms flying in the sky, and the man named Qingxing......

The fragrance of peach blossoms accompanied by a gust of breeze blowing the tip of her nose, Jiang Qing threw away the wine jug and got up, the pink petals fell one after another with her movements, and she walked along the peach forest to the depths.

Connected with the peach forest is an apricot forest, the apricot blossoms of the white snow are blooming, and the peach forest interweaves a picture of winter to spring, the two floral fragrances are fused, refreshing!

Jiang Qing continued to walk along the route in her memory, passing through layers of apricot forests, and finally found the apricot tree engraved with the pattern of the wine jar.

Jiang Qing picked up a tree trunk, squatted under the tree and began to dig the soil, the trunk was no better than a hoe, it could only be pry a little bit, and it took a long time to see the wine jar buried in the soil, Jiang Qing threw away the trunk and was about to pick it up, but she heard a slight footstep behind her, and she subconsciously turned her head to look.

I saw that under the apricot blossom tree, there was a white-clothed boy, the child's eyebrows were picturesque, the temperament was elegant, the ink-like green silk was tied behind his head with a white hairband, and a few strands of hair fell on the child's arm with the hairband, and the childe's plain hand was holding a jade flute, and the peach blossom eyes with scorching luster instantly swelled out a look of disbelief when he saw Jiang Qing's face.

Looking at each other, the memories of the past came to mind, that year, he and she met in the mountain stream, and they had looked at each other so amazingly, after many years, the two met again, and some indescribable emotions poured into their hearts, in addition to watching quietly, or watching.

Halfway through, Jiang Qing slowly got up, put her hand on her chin, and sighed: "Hmm, the Feng Shui of the Divine Doctor Valley is really good, and you have been raised so warm and moist as jade, peerless." ”

Childe held back his thoughts, lowered his head and chuckled, "Huh?" ”

"Sure enough, it's still the same as before!" Jiang Qing sighed lightly, and then said with a smile: "Long time no see, Brother Ye Ci." ”

"Wait a minute...... Ye Ci picked up the flute and made a stop movement towards Jiang Qing, he took a light breath, then turned around, pinched his handsome face, and exhaled lightly, before closing his eyes and slowly turning around.

Jiang Qing quietly looked at his slightly flushed face, with a funny look in his eyes.

Ye Ci slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw that the woman was still standing there, he even stopped breathing!

It's not a dream, it's not gone, her face is so clear, she really stands in front of her eyes.

"If it weren't for the flute in your hand, I wouldn't dare recognize you!" Jiang Qing shook her head, and wanted to say something, but saw Ye Ci striding towards her, pulling her into her arms and hugging her tightly.

Her face was pressed against his chest, she smelled the clear aroma of herbs on his body, listened to his eager heartbeat, and when she felt that she was having trouble breathing, she heard him say in a hoarse voice: "It's been five years, it's been five years, and you're finally willing to show up ......"

Jiang Qing was stunned, feeling that the tip of her nose was a little pantothenic, she broke away from Ye Ci's embrace, turned her face and deliberately suppressed her voice: "How do I remember, someone seems to have said that men and women don't kiss?" ”

Ye Ci put her back in his arms, cherished her very cherished, closed his eyes and sniffed the breath on her body, the fragrance was mixed with the fragrance of wine, he was a little drunk, and he said softly: "At that time, I was not familiar with you!" ”

"Oh?" Jiang Qing was surprised for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It seems that I have grown up and my skin is thicker!" ”

"Well, it's not much like you......"

Ye Ci chuckled and said, "After all, you are also bold!" ”

Jiang Qing turned sideways, looked up at Ye Ci's handsome face, and said with a smile: "I drank some wine just now, and they all said that wine is strong and intimidating, probably because of this!" ”

Ye Ci lowered his head and sniffed, then let go of the hand that was encircling Jiang Qing, put the jade flute against his nose, and pretended to be disgusted: "Sure enough, it smells of wine!" ”

Jiang Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Then do you still want to drink it?" ”

"Naturally!" Ye Ci pinned the flute to his waist and walked towards the mud pit that Jiang Qing had just dug, sighing as he walked: "I've been waiting for five whole years!" ”

Jiang Qing turned her head and saw that Ye Ci had picked up the trunk she had lost, and was priing the wine jar little by little, so she hurriedly walked over to help him, and with the cooperation of the two, she quickly took out a jar of wine.

Jiang Qing put it aside, clapped her hands and said crisply: "I'm digging an altar out!" ”

Ye Ci, who was about to throw away the trunk and get up, went to dig the soil again, Jiang Qing's hands were already full of mud, Ye Ci dug a little, she took a little out, Ye Ci's hands were still clean.

Jiang Qing childishly pasted some dirt on his hands, and then said contentedly: "That's right!" ”

"Would you like to come here a little bit too?" Ye Ci stopped the movement in his hand and approached Jiang Qing with his handsome face, he was smiling, but his gaze was a little dangerous.