This is the seventh day of the seventh month of July, Meng Changhai settled the affairs in his hand earlier, and came to the Zhuhai Fantasy Land to make a simple arrangement.

He has lived for a thousand years, and it is the first time he has spent this Tanabata honestly.

waved his sleeves to conjure up some objects, but it seemed that he couldn't do anything about it, which was also because he could only conjure up the scenery he had seen.

In the thousands of years that he has lived, he has either cultivated in the sea of clouds or worked in Tongding Pavilion, and he has hardly stepped into the life of scattered immortals, which is a big pity to think about.

Meng Changhai sighed, thinking in his heart why Lian Shuangshuang hadn't come.

She grew up in Yango since she was a child, so she should know more about these customs.

However, at this time, Lian Shuangshuang was indeed in this illusion.

Only this time, she entered the white mist again, and heard the crisp sound of silver bells again.

And this sound is now like a gentle knife, cutting on Lian Shuangshuang's heart.

She came back to her senses and saw the woman in Meng Changhai's obsession again.

Lian Shuangshuang did not panic this time, nor did he act rashly.

Although she had thousands of doubts in her heart that she wanted to ask.

The woman was still dressed in the plain white brocade dress, and her face could not be seen clearly.

Lian Shuangshuang cautiously approached the woman step by step, and the woman seemed to stand dignified and quiet, without moving.

"Who are you?"

There was a slight tremor in Lianshuang's voice.

With a chuckle, the woman replied:

"Only Meng Changhai can tell you this question. ”

Lian Shuangshuang was stunned when he heard this, how could this person's voice be so familiar, but it was quite similar to himself......?

She raised her hand in confusion, and compared her figure with that of the woman in a daze, and it was almost the same.

"I can't see your face clearly, and Meng Changhai can't see it clearly. ”

Lian Shuangshuang asked solemnly, "Who are you?"

The woman straightened her clothes without hurry, and said calmly:

"He can't see clearly, only he knows. ”

Lian Shuangshuang's heart was shocked, could it be that Meng Changhai said that he didn't know who this woman was, and he was lying to her?

Why did he lie to her......

The woman chuckled lowly, and with another silver bell, the woman in the gorgeous dress gradually disappeared into the mist.

Lian Shuangshuang was anxious: "Wait a minute!"

However, there was a dizziness, and when Lian Shuangshuang opened his eyes again, Meng Changhai was holding himself and saying:

“...... What are you waiting for? I'm here. ”

Only then did she find that she had inexplicably fallen outside the door of the bamboo house, and this time she entered the enchantment, and actually saw the woman again.

Lian Shuangshuang quietly broke free from Meng Changhai's arms and patted the soil on the hem of his clothes:

"Sorry, it's late. ”

Meng Changhai looked at her, his eyes were unfathomable.

He knew that she had seen the obsession in her heart again.

Lian Shuangshuang pretended to be calm, but he thought about the woman's words in his heart.

If Meng Changhai knew who the woman was, why did he hide it from himself to this point.

"Meng Changhai, haven't you ever had a Qixi Festival at all?"

Lian Shuangshuang calmed down and quipped.

Meng Changhai was told that he was in his heart, and his face was rarely a little embarrassed.

Don't look at his popularity as a fairy, but he also relies on a good look.

To say that he has lived for thousands of years, Lian Shuangshuang is the first woman he has come into contact with.

Of course, those ideas for acting on the spot are also learned from the script.

If the script can have a good result, he is willing to give it a try.

"This lantern was hung during the Spring Festival. ”

Lian Shuangshuang commented one by one:

"Quickly put away the red candle ......"

Meng Changhai smiled and followed behind her to modify.

He didn't care about what Qixi was not at this time, so he was arguing with Lian Shuangshuang, feeling that it was not enough for a lifetime.

"Almost. ”

Lian Shuangshuang stood by the bamboo house, looking at the small bamboo house after he pointed out the country with satisfaction.

"That's it?"

Meng Changhai asked her with interest.

Lian Shuangshuang moved the tea cup and wine table and the couch to a clearing in the bamboo forest, extinguished the candles in the house, and took off the lanterns.

All around them suddenly darkened, and only the moonlight and stars shone brightly.

"It's not important what the custom is. A few of us got together, drinking, stargazing, and enjoying the night. ”

Meng Changhai looked at Lian Shuangshuang with some admiration, she was usually very short-tempered, but she could always impress him with her atmospheric actions at critical times.

The woman in front of him, whom he had admired for thousands of years, also sank between her eyes and the sea of stars in her heart.

Seeing Meng Changhai staring at him with a gentle expression, even his hands were a little restrained, he coughed lightly and asked:

"What about the others, it's time to come, right?"

"You're so afraid to be in the same place with me?"

Meng Changhai teased with a smile in his eyes.

Lian Shuangshuang saw him turn his head sideways, and reflexively ducked to the side.

But this dodge was seen by Meng Changhai.

"Shuangshuang, that woman is actually ......"

Meng Changhai felt a pain in his heart, and rushed out of his mouth in half a sentence, wanting to explain the matter of the woman he was obsessed with.

But he was interrupted by someone who came, and he forcibly held back the second half of the sentence.

"Wen Zhuo?!Yukawa!"

Lian's eyes lit up and he looked at the two people who were walking.

Shen Yanhe followed behind Wen Zhuo and Yin Xichuan, and also walked away slowly.

This is the surprise he brought to Lian Shuangshuang and Meng Changhai.

Lian Shuangshuang was busy talking with Wen Zhuo and the others, and Shen Yanhe looked around:

"Meng Changzun, today's artistic conception is not bad. ”

Meng Changhai smiled and tilted his head towards Lian Shuangshuang on the side:

"She arranged it. ”

Shen Yanhe nodded softly, looking around with some restraint.

"Yu Ziye, is he still in Moting, it's almost now. ”

Meng Changhai explained empathetically.

At this time, Yu Ziye had just seen Shen Yu enter the back mountain retreat, and the ever-bright lamp was also lit up, so he put down his distraction and hurried back to the house.

Knowing that it was too late, Yu Ziye was still a little entangled in whether to wear the dress that Shen Yanhe bought that day.

She looked at the moon-white robe and watched the sky darken.

What she was thinking in her heart, as well as what Lian Shuangshuang said that day, Shen Yanhe's surprise.

Now, of course, she hopes that it is for herself, but she doesn't dare to look forward to it.

After all, Shen Yanhe's attitude towards her last time can be called dodging in every way.

When he was in love, he asked him unclearly, and he didn't want to take advantage of others.

But when he was awake the next day, he forgot all about it, and he did not refute it.

Yu Ziye settled down and decided not to think about messy things anymore.

It's better to get to the illusion as soon as possible, there are still a lot of things I want to discuss together.

Several people in the enchantment were sitting under the moonlight, between the bamboo sea, waiting for Yu Ziye.

"Ziye!"

Even with sharp eyes, he first saw Yu Ziye who was coming from afar, and called out to her.

Wen Zhuo also stood up with some excitement and turned around: "Ziye!"

"Wen Zhuo?!Why are you here?"

Yu Ziye saw clearly that the two people sitting were actually Wen Zhuo and Yin Xichuan, as if they were separated from each other.

"The two of us met Shen Yanhe in the sea of clouds. Wen Zhuo said with a smile.

Yu Ziye was stunned for a moment, and covered up the small loss in his heart without a trace.

It turned out that this was the surprise that Shen Yanhe said.

And Shen Yanhe, who was sitting in the distance, looked at the small figure wearing a moon-white skirt robe and a bamboo-blue tulle cover, and his heart seemed to be gently moved.

He caught Yu Ziye's look of loss, lowered his eyes and smiled.

Sure enough, it's still a little girl.