She stood stunned, almost crying.

Although it was only a few days, she found that she was already so attached to him, she wanted to see him every day when she opened her eyes, he had become the biggest motivation for her to get up, how could he just leave?

She hasn't asked his name yet!

He hadn't put on the wedding dress she had embroidered by hand!

Although he always said that this was just an illusion, everything was fake, even she was fake, but she felt that he was such a real existence to her.

After standing still for a long time, she walked to the backyard angrily, she wanted to vent, she was panicked with grievances, she wanted to lie in the sea of flowers in the backyard and cry well.

But when she ran to the backyard in a hurry, she saw at a glance that He Guang Tongchen was sitting among the flowers, white clothes were clean and dusty, holding a pen and ink to paint, listening to the wind and listening to the falling flowers.

Behind him, the clouds are faint, and the distant mountains are long and elegant.

She threw herself into his arms regardless of it, grabbed his front placket, tears rolled down, and muttered happily and aggrievedly, "I've searched room by room, why are you hiding here, I thought you were gone, I thought you didn't want me anymore......"

He was stunned for a moment, and finally slowly reached out to pick her up, and his heart was a mess of her crying. He lowered his head and looked at her gently, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: one day, you will return to reality, like a spring dream awakening, you will look at everything familiar in front of you as old, but you will no longer be as lucky as today, and you can still find me in the sea of flowers in the backyard.

I am not only separated from you by hundreds of thousands of years, we are also separated from reality and illusion, I will be trapped in this ethereal formation, and I will never see you again in my life.

All joy and sorrow will eventually return to dust.

And you'll get used to it eventually.

She was tired of crying, hugging his neck and coquettishly, "Husband, why didn't you prepare a snack for me today?"

But his mind was still echoing the sentence in his dream last night: You're late......

In just four words, his heart hurt beyond measure.

Obviously, now he is holding her and spoiling her, but he still feels that he has lost her.

After a while, he spat out a sentence in a hoarse voice, "I dreamed of her last night." ”

She frowned and asked, "Who?"

Her soft breath came to the tip of his nose on the side of his face.

is not like the usual spoiling, he lowered his eyelashes and looked at her but couldn't spit out a word "you".

After a long time, he straightened her body, pointed to the half-paper danqing splashed ink and sand on the desk in front of him, and said in a low voice, "She." ”

She looked down his fingertips, stunned. He picked up the pen again, dipped in thick ink.

Stroke by stroke to depict lovesickness, one hook to paint the city.

A few ink marks are outlined into a painting, and the eyes are dyed and lifelike.

The ink is not dry, and the marks are light.

I saw that the beauty in the painting was lazy and lazy, standing against the door, the ink was smudged into hair, and the red spots were dyed with cinnabar.

The wind blows the plum branches, and the flowers bloom clearly, which is still not as delicate and arrogant as her delicate and arrogant, and her red clothes are trampling.

Those eyes were a soul that she had never seen before, and the smiling shadow was also a charm she had never seen.

The Cabernet Smoke Skirt was a gorgeous and graceful appearance she had never seen, and the gesture was also a charm she had never seen.

She ...... Who is she?" She pointed to the woman in red on the painting, her tongue was already knotted, and when she looked up, she saw him staring at the woman in the painting with full eyes and couldn't help herself, and she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, and asked with some negative anger, "Is it a girl who is good with you?"

His fingertips gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes in the painting, his eyes were full of sadness, and he drank a glass of wine lightly before he said, "This is you in tens of thousands of years." ”

She pursed her lips, suddenly not knowing what to say.

After a while, he held back a sentence, "It turns out that I will be so good-looking in the future, no wonder you like it." ”

Hearing that she was a little sullen, he didn't know how to persuade him, so he silently poured a glass of wine and handed it to her, she didn't want to take the wine cup, and drank it on her back, choking on her tears.

He patted her back gently, she raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, and couldn't help asking, "If you hadn't met me in 100,000 years, would you still like me now and be willing to marry me as a daughter-in-law?"

She asked him completely.

Recalling the two first acquaintances with "her", he knew that if he hadn't seen her compassionate eyes on the shore of Lishui, he wouldn't have known what it meant to be heartbeat, and if he hadn't seen her sacrificing herself in the ruined temple, he wouldn't have known what distress was.

In other words, if it weren't for the first encounter that made him fall in love at first sight, he would not have been able to accept her various teasing and splattering when he first met in the fantasy world.

She here is just his love house and Wu, so connived, so spoiled, and what really makes him admire is the chic and uninhibited but compassionate painting heart hundreds of thousands of years later.

His long silence made one of her faces blackened any longer. She tugged at the hem of his shirt and asked, "No, isn't it? You won't like me and you won't want to marry me, will you?"

He let her thrash him, speechless.

She pointed at his nose and scolded, "You men really want to see it, isn't she just better looking than me and having a better body than me." ”

He, "......"

Silently drank another glass of wine.

She snatched his wine cup and continued to jump to her feet, "If you don't like me now, then I won't like you in the future, I'll like that...... I like that God of War Junyi. You don't allow me to go to him, I want to!"

It was the first time she had lost her temper at him.

He couldn't cry or laugh, could he ...... Later, it was because of this that she empathized with other lovers?

"Don't make a fuss. He grabbed her who was about to escape, pressed her in his arms, and explained softly, "People will go through many different stages in their lives, and I am very fortunate to have met the most beautiful you, and you should be glad that you met me at the most beautiful time, so that I fell in love at first sight." ”

She asked as if she didn't understand, "But ...... Now I see the not-so-beautiful me...... Wouldn't you be less in love with it......"

He patiently coaxed, as if she was still a five-year-old doll at the age of five hundred, "You have seen and understood her, you should be glad that you will become a better version of yourself, and I have seen and understood you, and I am also glad to be able to protect and take care of her before." Whether it is now or in the future, it is a complete you. I would accept and like it all. ”

"Since you like them all," she burst into tears and laughed, "why don't you draw a picture of me now?"

He smiled, "Okay." ”

She sat happily on the swing under the trellis, her reddish face full of the girl's spring affairs, he wanted to paint, but she was full of shyness, and hung her head to avoid it.

Before he could put pen to paper, she jumped off the swing and shouted at him, "Wait...... Wait a minute!"