Ruan Mian opened his eyes and was in an antique bamboo house, and the floor creaked and squeezed as he walked.

She stood in the middle of the room, opposite a sandalwood-colored square sitting, on which lay a delicate plate of black and white chess pieces and a pot of fragrant tea.

A cool breeze poured in from the outside blew Ruan Mian's skirt and the broken hair in her ears, and the latter danced with the wind, just like Ruan Mian's unsettled heart now.

Ruan Mian raised his hand and touched the ivory-white bed and dialed the pink shaker next to the bed, and a strong sense of familiarity rose in his heart.

Outside the house, there are colorful red and green thorn trees and delicate flowers and bones blooming all over the ground.

Walking around the room to look left and right, Ruan Mian quickly became familiar with the environment.

It's a great place to be!

Before Ruan Mian could turn around, the man's hearty laughter and the woman's gentle voice mixed together and drifted into her ears from the outside.

The man has a majestic body, a gentle face, and a humble and polite gesture.

A dark blue satin robe with wide sleeves

The man is more energetic.

The woman has affectionate eyes, smoky eyebrows, docile and graceful, and a rose red crepe skirt is noble and dignified.

The two snuggled together and stepped into the door, like a fairy couple.

Ruan Mian's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and her brown pupils dilated unconsciously, with a look of extreme surprise.

It was as if something was stuck in her throat, and she didn't have time to react.

She froze and stood in place like an off-line puppet.

The beautiful woman first let go of her husband's hand, and then stepped forward to take her hand.

The beautiful woman's expression was as gentle as water, and she was familiar and natural when she spoke, and her veins were warm.

"Good Amiens, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It's all your father's fault, you have to take me to the river garden to enjoy the flowers, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have lost a lot of weight. ”

Wen Yi had apologies in his eyes, and dragged her around a few times, looking at her all over her body carefully.

"Your father picked some lotus seeds, and your mother went to make you delicious lotus seed soup. ”

Wen Yi was full of interest in his words, and he lifted the skirt and walked to the east kitchen.

Ruan Ji on the side also walked over to her happily, patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's only been a few days, why are our Amian looking haggard, if you have any discomfort, tell Father, Father will take you to the doctor to see a doctor." ”

Ruan Mian couldn't say anything, and suddenly there was a fog in front of him.

As she hesitated, a sharp pain crossed her mind, like a silver needle piercing her heart, making her unable to breathe.

"Ahh It hurts...", she held her head with open hands, her face painful and hideous.

Unable to bear the pain, she fainted.

After fainting, her ignorant soul floated into a white wall wriggled like wisps of green smoke.

Floating, her memories were evoked.

She left her father and mother when she was a child, and she was entrusted to her father's friend, Xie Wan.

She was reluctant to leave, but her father's attitude was resolute, and she could not disobey.

Since then, she has been living in heaven with Xie Wan, until one day by chance, she heard Xie Wan talking to the people around her.

Xie Wan said that her father was careless in practice, and was seriously injured, and his life was not long in coming, and the immortal died.

And her mother was depressed and followed her father.

Her two intertwined hands loosened and tightened, and the colorful fairy vines she had picked while playing also fell to the ground.

She rushed into the palace with a face full of disbelief and panic in her eyes, begging Xie Wan to take her back.

.........

After returning from the earthly realm, she stayed in her palace all day long, not moving, not listening, and not speaking.

Memories drifted with her for a long time, and when they floated, they became sparkling fragments.

After drifting for a long time, she finally floated to the end of the glowing light, and stabbed outward, and the blinding white light took over her mind.

Her curly eyelashes fluttered a little, her eyelids opening and closing, and she struggled to open the heavy eyelids while curling her stiff fingers a few times.

A soft, slender slightly cool palm stroked her forehead.

"Mother. ”

Through the line of sight, I could vaguely see the woman sitting next to her, and in a daze, she shouted.

"Amian is good, rest well, don't speak. ”

The palm that had just brushed her forehead grabbed the quilt under her shoulder armor and pulled it up to Ruan Mian's neck.

She lay down and fell asleep for a while before she came to her senses.

As soon as Ruan Mian opened her eyes, she saw Wen Yi guarding her, and she was embroidering a bright red silk cloth while watching over her.

Seeing her move to get up, Wen Yi put down the embroidery needle in her hand.

"How do you feel? After sleeping for so many days, it scared your grandmother. ”

Wen Yi was a little anxious to speak, and the concern in his eyes couldn't be contained.

Ruan Mian smiled at her and comforted her: "I'm okay Auntie." ”

Ruan Ji, who had just returned, was also busy coming to take care of her.

Two faces that radiated endless love occupied her sight, and at this moment, Ruan Mianduo wished that time would not pass anymore.

Ruan Mian and Ruan Ji are immortals, and they can be energetic without eating after Bigu.

But Wen Yi is an ordinary woman in the world, and even if her life span is shared with Ruan's, she must eat.

On the table, there is a table of delicacies, meat and vegetarian food, balanced nutrition, color, and flavor.

She has eaten from the human world, and she has not eaten.

The three of them sat down around the table, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

In his free time, Ruan Ji, who is "a lot older", also specially made a grimace for Ruan Mian and Wen Yi, which made the mother and mother laugh.

On the second day, Ruan Ji told them with great interest that he would take them to the human market.

I don't know if it's because Wen Yi is a woman in the world, she likes the human world very much, likes the curling smoke, likes the lively street market, and likes the feeling that someone can help buy a delicious sugar gourd.

Standing in the endless crowd, a heart-piercing pain broke into her head, it felt like someone was calling her name from afar, very anxious and anxious.

The cacophony of the bazaar began to drown out the voice in her head.

Holding Ruan Ji and Wen Yi beside her, the pain dissipated, and the smile climbed up the corner of her mouth again...

There are shadows overlapping, and she seems to have traveled back hundreds of years. She became the lively butterfly, the young girl.

She was wearing a tulle light-sleeved plain skirt and shuttling through the crowd of people at the stalls and wandering.

Ruan Ji and Wen Yi held hands behind her and watched her run around, with loving smiles on their faces.

From sunrise to sunset, Ruan Mian bought a lot of things in his hands, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, anyway, Ruan Ji paid for them and took them for them.

After strolling through one street after another, they returned to the bamboo house.

Her room is not very large, but it is full of warmth.

The gilt and silver vanity mirror reflects the delicate face with shiny black hair scattered out.

Wen Yi sat behind her, holding a stiff ebony comb to comb her hair.

"Mother. Ruan Mian turned her head and called her.

"Huh?"

Ruan Mian looked at Wen Yi in the mirror and stopped talking, and after swallowing a few times, she still said: "Thank you for your mother's fertility." ”

"What stupid things to say, my mother is the happiest to have you. "Warm eyes complaining and loving.

She felt that her vision had become hazy and blurry, and her mind felt like a fountain that could erupt at any moment.

The teeth of the wooden comb and the smooth hair blend and cross, combing the fine pieces of time and gently soothing.

The sun is strong and hot, but the bamboo house is refreshing and comfortable.

Ruan Ji was afraid that they would be afraid of heat, so the treasures that had changed into ice cubes were piled up on the edge of the house, and he knocked on the collapse to cast spells and collect spells.

The wide palm flowed out bursts of light, and a burst of light flourished, and the mana was injected into a black-gold butterfly-shaped bracelet, which absorbed and locked Ruan's powerful mana in time.

Ruan Mian, who was watching from the sidelines, hugged Ruan Ji's arm with sweaty sideburns as if she was coquettish, "Father is so good to me, I love Father the most!"

Ruan Ji smiled, and his face that was a little ugly because of the loss of strength just now immediately changed to a clear sky, and his smile was extremely arrogant.

Ruan Mian has lived like this for many days, and she has become more and more accustomed to this life.

On this day, Ruan Ji and Wen Yi were not there, and Ruan Mian stayed alone in the bamboo house.

She was kneeling on the top of the collapse and fiddling with a basin full of smooth black and white chess pieces, when she suddenly felt the mountain shake, tilt and tremble.