Sleepy-eyed, those familiar voices echoed in his ears, and he seemed to see the familiar bed, the old thatched hut, and the warm and quiet rays of sunshine in winter.

At this moment, the sunlight flickered, as if blocked, and a figure entered through the low doorframe, with cheerful steps and a small tune in his mouth.

"Brother, why are you still sleeping, let you drink less wine, you have to be able to drink too much, you sleep this night, it is really dark!" At this time, a girl's crisp voice echoed in He Yinuo's ears, and at the same time, her arms were also swaying back and forth by her.

He Yinuo rubbed his sleepy eyes, bowed down and sat up, and found that a beautiful girl next to the bed was dragging her arm. She is about seventeen or eighteen years old, slim and slim, and she is a natural and beautiful face, her skin is like condensation, and her eyes are like autumn water, which makes people feel sorry for her, she is He Xueman!

"Xue Man, is it really you, where am I?" He Yinuo was surprised, he looked around, and there was a trace of confusion and hesitation on his face.

When Xue Man heard this, he looked at He Yinuo with a pair of bright eyes, revealing a strange expression, and then touched his head with his hand, shook his head and said, "You don't have a fever, brother, what's wrong with you?"

He Yinuo was still confused and dazed, and even more incredulous, and whispered to himself, "I can't be dreaming, right?" He was meditating, and suddenly called out with an "ah", and there was a sharp pain in his arm, and he looked down to see that it was Xue Man who pinched his arm fiercely.

"Oh, you don't think you're dreaming, hehe. After speaking, he seemed to be a little embarrassed to laugh, and his brother didn't want to blame me for his cute appearance.

He Yinuo looked at her naughty appearance and glared at her "viciously". Then he left the bed and went outside. The sun is slanting, soft and warm, bathed in it, the whole body is refreshed, but there is a slight pain in the head.

He took a breath of the fresh air of the village, and suddenly felt a burst of soberness, he looked around, and all he saw were the pictures that were remembered in his heart, everything he was familiar with, and everything he missed.

He saw his grandmother weaving a fence, stepped forward, and hugged her tightly. Grandma was stunned for a moment, and then let out a giggle, "Grandma is old, when grandma hugged you, you only reached my knees, and I can't imagine that so many years have passed in a blink of an eye." ”

He Yinuo snuggled up to his grandmother like a child, chatting with her about the past, although her grandmother was a little weird, she seemed very happy.

Then, He Yinuo came to Xue Man's side, glanced at the back mountain and said, "Xue Man, accompany me to the back mountain to visit Uncle Long." ”

It's just that after he said this, he found that Xue Man's eyes became more strange when he looked at him, and his face was even more stunned, and he said strangely, "How can there be any Uncle Long in the back mountain, all of them are tombs, who dares to live on the mountain! ”

When He Yinuo heard this, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, said a few words to Xue Man, and went to the back mountain alone.

He Yinuo came to the tomb and saw the two familiar wordless tombstones, he touched the boundary stone on his chest, took it off, and carved it the tombstone little by little.

It was almost evening, he retracted the boundary stone, and there was a deep depression on his fingers due to the long and hard grip, and two names were left on the two tombstones, "He Wentian" and "Long Xiaohui"!

He Yinuo knelt in front of the tomb, and his heart was confused, because he knew everything, he no longer asked about the whereabouts of his parents, no longer cared about the mystery of his life experience, no longer hesitated, no longer confused, but he also lost all motivation, without the goal and direction he was originally working for, and now he has learned to be satisfied and learn to cherish everything in front of him.

He silently shed tears, no longer sad, only sadness and remembrance, the sunset sprinkled on his body, like caressing a child, giving him comfort and hugs, and this simple moment is a luxury that he can't ask for for many years.

At dusk, Xue Man came to look for him, and the two of them chatted a few words in the back mountain before going home. At this moment, two rays of light suddenly shot out from the sky, red and white, illuminating the night sky uncertainly, and the faces of their brother and sister were also reflected in red and white flashing alternately.

And when the light approached directly above them, they saw clearly that it was actually two cultivators, they were fighting fiercely at the moment, and the scene was shocking, and the red and white light was the light of the magic weapon they controlled. Such a scene made He Xue, who had never seen the world, stunned and amazed, and at the same time seemed to be a little nervous, and a pair of slender hands tightly grasped He Yinuo's arm.

On the other hand, He Yinuo is extremely calm and calm, and his face is even more calm. He looked at the two brilliant and flowing figures in the sky, and in the depths of his mind, it seemed that all the thousands of years of time had emerged in the depths of his mind, from immaturity to maturity, from steady to vicissitudes, and at this moment, his eyes were full of complexity when he looked at those two rays of light.

There is no desire and envy in his deep heart, and there is no fanatical worship and pursuit at that time, and now he just wants to be a mortal and live in that small life circle of his own, without intrigue, let alone chaotic conquest. And the most important thing is that he doesn't want to bring more people and more things into his life, although he lacks a happiness and a loneliness, but he will not have the pain of life and death, and the deeper he enters, the more unforgettable the pain will be.

After a while, He Yinuo took He Xueman's hand and carefully left the place with her, leaving the field of vision of the two people.

When the two returned home, the grandmother had been waiting at the door for a long time, and she was relieved to see that the two of them had returned safely.

The night in the village seems to come quickly, and it is already covered in a layer of night just between talking and laughing. After they finished dinner, they rested separately, and the village became extraordinarily quiet at the moment, and the people who had worked hard all day were looking forward to this moment, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, ordinary and simple and fulfilling.

And He Yinuo was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time, reality and virtuality seemed to be alternately overlapping, he didn't know whether it was a dream now, or everything he had experienced before was just a dream, but everything was so real that people couldn't tell the difference.

Thinking of this, he was bored in his heart, and did not want to dwell on it any longer, so he put aside these thoughts, let out a long breath, got up and left the house, and walked away.

He Yinuo followed the darkness, under the guidance of the moonlight, came to the stream, the stream murmured, never stopped, the stirred water splashed down in the grass by the stream, disturbing a cold winter, sporadic insect chirping, breaking the silence of the night, but also bringing a piece of vitality.

He looked quietly, the coldness hit his body, he couldn't help but shiver, took a deep breath, but suddenly felt extremely comfortable. At the moment, I am completely sleepy, but I am a little excited.

He touched his body, a flash of surprise flashed on his face, and then, he took out a jade flute from his arms, looked for the melody in his memory, and lay on the bank of the river, stroking the flute.

The sound of the flute overflowed, drifting into the distance, confusing thoughts, disturbing the years, and so on, until the dead of night.

A few days later, the market opened, only ten miles away from the riverside village, with a small set on three days and a large market on seven days.

He Xueman pestered He Yinuo to rush to the market together, He Yinuo was bored, so he pretended to compromise under his offensive, and the two of them got up early in the morning at dawn.

The bazaar is small, but it is bustling with people, smiling and looking for what they need.

He Yinuo and He Xueman were chatting while hanging out, and the time passed quickly, and it was almost noon, He Yinuo did not make any gains, empty-handed, but He Xueman was full of mantle, full of loads, looking at all kinds of jewelry and makeup, and his innocent cheeks were full of moving smiles. The hour was not early, and they could no longer stop too much, so the two of them decided to turn back.

However, when they wanted to leave, He Yinuo's gaze stayed in a place in front of them, staring intently, with surprise on his face, and even more joy in it.

He Xueman was puzzled in her heart, and subconsciously followed his gaze, only to see that not far in front of them, there was a young woman who was packing up the needlework she was selling at the moment, as if it was not early, and wanted to pack it home.

She stood bent over, her hair slanted down, her purple shirt like a flower, gentle as jade. Its skin is better than snow, its face is beautiful, its eyes are like a clear spring, and between looking forward to it, it has an elegant and refined temperament, which makes people take pictures.

And her appearance is exactly the same as Mengrui!

He Xueman looked at his brother's stupid appearance, and couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then showed a strange smile, and pushed He Yinuo with his arm and said, "Brother, brother, you look stupid, you are embarrassed to look at others!"

He Yinuo seemed to come back to his senses in an instant, and reacted, but found that the woman in front of him was also looking at him at the moment, but there was a trace of disgust in her eyes, and there was a disgust on her face.

"Brother, why are you still stunned! The snow beside him suddenly reminded.

When He Yinuo heard this, he sighed, seemed to be a little sluggish, and then chased after him quickly, and after a while, he came behind the woman.

"Girl, please stay, there is something to ask for in the future!" He Yinuo's words were a little wooden, it seemed very unnatural, it seemed very anxious and cautious, but it turned out to be self-defeating.

The woman stopped, turned her head, glanced at him only, seemed to ignore him, and seemed to be a little more vigilant on her face, and after a moment of confrontation, she quickly left, walked to the gathering place of the crowd, and disappeared into it.

Leaving He Yinuo, who was at a loss, stared blankly at the direction where her figure disappeared, and secretly blamed herself in her heart, and she actually dropped the chain at the critical moment.