From the warm and humid coastal area to the cold and dry interior, these three people actually felt that they couldn't stand the cold, but that they were so familiar and kind, and they were so happy to be able to go home.

Mengxingyun went home first, and Mengluo accompanied Mo Ji back to his own home. First, it is to help Mo Sisi clean the room, and second, in case Wang Sisi is looking for something, Mengluo will face it with Mo Jiji, and no longer give Wang Sisi a chance alone.

Mo has a home where dust has covered the entire plane. Originally, she dreamed of moving her fingers, but she couldn't do that. Instead, he accompanied Mo Ji to scrub the dust off the house little by little. Including the floor, bedding, etc., what should be washed, what should be changed, and even the curtains were thrown into the washing machine for Mo Ji to be cleaned. Anyway, the laundry man is not tired, just press a button.

The clothes of the gods, although they have a self-cleaning function, still have to be washed by hand. Tiangong does not have such a high-end and convenient electrical appliance as a washing machine, and the palace maids are on the edge of the Tianhe River, using a mallet, knocking it out one at a time. She once suggested that the Heavenly Palace should also improve the living environment and equip each palace with several washing machines, so that the palace maids would not have to be so happy, and they had to wash the sheets by hand every day. However, she was rejected! She asked why, and the reply was: Tiangong wants to maintain tradition! This is to protect traditional culture? Mengluo does not understand that the protection of traditional culture and cultural progress are actually not in conflict.

However, her arms could not reach her thighs, so she had to give up on this improvement. The palace maids of the Heavenly Palace are still by the Tianhe, washing and scrubbing, and by the way, they also sing a few songs of scrubbing.

"It seems that sometimes being an ordinary person is still happy. Dream fell inadvertently, muttering quietly.

"That's right, ordinary days, although they are simple, but in simplicity, as long as you understand the truth of being happy, you will be very happy and happy. It is much better than those vigorous but complicated lives. ”

Mengluo didn't expect that Mo Jiji actually heard her words, but fortunately, Mo Jiji's understanding was the literal meaning of Mengluo.

"Organic, what is the most beautiful and happiest scene you have ever imagined?"

Mo Ji looked at Mengluo, pondered for a while, and told her: "The most beautiful and happiest ...... Under a huge cherry tree, there are you and me, and we are relatively silent, but we know each other......"

Mengluo's eyes widened instantly, and Mo Ji finally remembered? This is the dream scene that Mengluo has been looking for thousands of years...... It is also because of this that she fell in love with Mo Ji and looked for him for thousands of years.

Now, he finally remembered it! Dream fell so moved that tears involuntarily flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"Organic...... You, finally ......" Dream Luo sobbed, trying to tell Mo that she had such a dream.

"Little dream, what I just told you is, after I was captured by Shu Shen this time, didn't I always sleep? Every time I sleep, I have such a dream, Xiaomeng, don't you think it's strange? In the dream, that scene is so beautiful. The cherry blossoms keep falling, and you just sit there, and I look at you affectionately...... It's as if we've known each other for a long, long time, so long that it can be described as a thousand years. ”

"No, not a thousand years, but, thousands of years......"

"Yes, thousands of years, no, tens of thousands of years. Little dream, as the saying goes, if we want to add a deadline, it must be 10,000 years! Do you know? To be honest, before this time, although I loved you, I didn't feel like this now. It's amazing, really, like I've found you who I've lost for a long time. Xiaomeng, probably from that moment, I really understood what you meant to me. ”

Mengluo swallowed his saliva, nodded, and swallowed back what he wanted to say just now. Mo Ji said it, and it was she who said it. They felt the same, except that Mengluo was thousands of years before him......

Under their joint efforts, Mo Organic's home, the windows are bright and clean, and they have a new look.

"Xiaomeng, you sit, I know we're all tired, but, you rest, I'll make us coffee. This time, what happened to me, in fact, in my thirty years of more years, was completely beyond my imagination. I didn't dare to think about it, and I didn't want to think about it anymore, but I knew that it was Xiaomeng who saved me. Whatever your status, let me take care of you in the years to come. ”

After Mo Ji finished speaking, he touched Mengluo's head with his hand, turned around and went into the kitchen. In the kitchen, the sound of a coffee machine grinding beans can be heard. The happiness of dreaming may start now. The wheel of fate of the two of them, perhaps from this moment, really began to turn.

A few minutes later, on Mo Organic's tray, two cups of steaming coffee, bubbling with aroma, were placed in front of Mengluo.

In the house, it's actually quite cold. Mo Ji didn't turn on the heating, the windows were open, and the cold wind was blowing in from the window. The curtains, blown back and forth by the wind.

Warm coffee, which gives people a sense of satisfaction. Happiness comes from this.

Mengluo held the cup in his hand and looked at Mo Jiji. The two eyes are full of affection......

Mo Jiji's heart also began to throb, he put down his cup and gently took Mengluo into his arms, for fear that if the action was too big, Mengluo's coffee would spill out of the cup.

Mengluo snuggled in Mo Ji's arms, listening to his restless heartbeat. Plop, plop......

Both of them did not speak, and they were listening carefully to each other's hearts. Happiness, in such silence, spreads. At this time, silence is better than sound, and it is definitely a classic portrayal.

For a long time, Mo Ji stroked Mengluo's cheek with his hand, "Little fool, the coffee is cold, drink it quickly." Mo looked at Mengluo with a pampered face.

Mengluo flashed her big twenty-eight eyes and bit her lip, "Brother Organic, how long will you love me?"

"Ten thousand years!"

"Really?"

"yes, didn't you just say that? If we were to add a term, it would be 10,000 years. ”

: Okay, then I'll be with you for 10,000 years! Mengluo secretly made up her mind in her heart, this is Mo Ji's oath, and she will definitely accompany him to do it.

For Mengluo, 10,000 years is not a long time! However, how many lifetimes is Mo Jiji......

Mengluo is not afraid, even if it is the life and death of every life, Mengluo will be brave to bear it. Because, there is an afterlife to wait!

The cold wind blew on the faces and bodies of the two people, but neither of them felt cold. If your heart is hot, you will not be afraid of the cold. The winter for two people is warm. It's better than being alone in the winter alone, at least, two people can hug each other and keep each other warm when it's cold.

In the Heavenly Palace, Yue Lao's marriage plate beat slightly, but no one noticed this faint change......