In the middle of the night, the wind knocks on the autumn rhyme,

Wanye Qiansheng is hate.

Therefore, a single pillow is sought in a dream,

Dreams don't become lamps and embers.

Although it was late autumn, the flowers and plants in the south of the Yangtze River were still not withered, and the stream walked casually with the fallen leaves, as if they did not notice the yellow leaves that had not yet withered on the body, and only cared about flowing softly.

From time to time in the sky, there are a few cries of geese returning from the north, and there are also a few miserable neighs of lonely geese, whose sounds echo in the empty water and sky, and the insects on the ground occasionally respond a few times, but they may not be to sing and harmonize with the geese in the sky, but to sing a few times to attract the attention of the stars in the sky.

The stars in the sky are densely spread across the starry sky, forming a falling Milky Way, which lasts forever, never paying attention to everything in the world.

In fact, the stars in the sky are also very lonely, because it seems that the distance between each star is very close, but in fact, it is separated by endless light years, such as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and even more like the two stars of the 28 constellations.

Under the silver glow of this vast galaxy, everything in the world seems to be coated with a layer of silver, shining in the night.

The moonlight was so beautiful that it overshadowed the stars, and the soft moonlight fell on the earth, on a woman's face that was brighter and softer than the moonlight.

The emaciated woman sat on a small bench in the courtyard, looking at the endless starry sky, at the endless stars, at the full moon as white as jade, and was stunned.

This bench, although hard, is used to get acquainted, and she almost sits for a day during the day, but she doesn't care, because she likes to sell flowers and likes the taste of flowers.

I especially like the white lilacs. As long as she smells it, she will feel that this should be the saddest and most clean and immaculate smell in the world, right?

Her parents are still alive, she is an only daughter, it's not that her parents don't want to have children.

Raw, but gone. In this world, if a poor family encounters a natural disaster, and there is a little bit of a minor illness, it will be over.

Her three older brothers and one sister are all gone. She was the lucky one and survived with tenacity.

Now, her family of three lives in this remote alley, relying on her to support them. Because her father used to be a scholar, but in the end, there was no way, and he was unlucky, so he lived so depressed. Her mother, after giving birth to her, was sick and lay in bed every day, with a sad face.

She has lived in this environment since she was a child, and she has been infected with a sad mood from the heart. But she felt that her heart was born so sad and depressed, not the day after tomorrow. This has always haunted her, covering her heart with a thick layer of haze.

The only thing that gave her a glimmer of clarity was a young man about her age, who occasionally came to her to buy flowers.

She vividly remembers the first time he came here to buy flowers, he bought her favorite white lilacs. And every time the man came to buy flowers, he would buy a white lilac, which made her a little impressed with him.

She came back to her senses, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly.

She has never felt helpless because of the bad world, she has never felt sad because of the bad life, she has no dreams, and she doesn't have any big expectations for life, she just hopes to live this life smoothly, and she has never thought about getting married, because she has not met what she likes.

Sometimes, she will also whisper to herself some questions that can only be asked to herself, ask and answer herself, smile slightly from time to time, tears from time to time, sadness from time to time, and feel that life is very dreamy from time to time.

Her father had also made her read a few books when she was a child, and she never read again after his father's collapse, and although she was eager to read, she was not eager, and she felt that her flowers were enough.

She stretched out her hand and patted her mouth gently, yawned, felt a little sleepy, and then put away the bench and returned to the house, and when she lay down, her heart was no longer cranky, and she fell into a deep sleep with a little anticipation for tomorrow.

Her last thought before going to bed was: Tomorrow, that young man should come to her place to buy flowers, right? In the second half of every month, that stupid-looking man always comes to buy flowers from her, what a fool!

When she woke up, she suddenly found that she was no longer in her room.

At this time, she was not even in the Cloud Rain Country, not in the Eastern Regions.

"Where is this?" the slender woman looked at the empty grass around her, dazed.

This is a vast prairie with a positive area, and it is the largest prairie in Kyushu in the world - Luoxia Plain.

This largest grassland in the world is located in the middle of Zhongzhou, which can be described as the heart of Kyushu in the world.

The midday sun shone on the slender woman, there was not a single white cloud in the sky, there was not a light breeze in the air, and the radius where the woman stood was extremely silent.

The silence is terrible, the silence is terrifying, the silence is creepy.

The blankness on the woman's face gradually faded, replaced by panic, not that she was afraid, but that her heart was pounding and pounding for some reason, as if something big was about to happen, which made this thin woman who was pure but lonely in her heart full of horror.

She felt that she had just slept for a long time, and this inexplicable thing had happened, which made her puzzled and uneasy.

She still has to go back to sell flowers, and she has to use the copper plate to sell flowers to buy vegetables and cook to support her elderly parents, and she has to live a dull life.

She thought of the young man again, the white lilac to be exact. She didn't have much of an impression of the man, and she couldn't even remember his face very well now, except that she remembered the white lilacs he liked, which she also liked. This will make her feel a little more at ease.

"Hey! What a once-in-a-millennium body of luck! A hundred-year plan can be implemented! The tens of millions of soldiers and horses of the four empires can completely unify Kyushu!"

There was an ethereal sound on the plain, but the woman didn't hear it, and even if she did, she wouldn't understand, she just found that her body suddenly couldn't move. Her location is right in the center of the Luoxia Plain.

She smiled, as silent as a white lilac dancing in the wind, so holy and immaculate, so casual and plain.

This is the last smile in her life, so calm, not a little miserable or unwilling, only quiet, only easy-going.

Her body gradually dissipated between heaven and earth, but her thin figure and the flawless smile that often showed at that time were forever imprinted in the heart of the man who usually bought flowers.

Many, many years later, also on this plain.

Today's flower buyer has already become a famous sword fairy who has moved the world and has been famous for eternity.

When the man said "I like you" loudly with tears in his eyes, the tens of millions of soldiers and horses of the four empires of the world's Kyushu and countless peerless masters of the rivers and lakes suddenly collapsed, as if they were devastated......

It's just that she'll never know again.