The painting heart took the hand of the light and the dust and walked in the sea of flowers for a long time, and wherever they went, the manzhu flowers bloomed, boundless red, as bright as her.

Tired of walking, they sat down in the sea of flowers, lay down, intertwined their fingers, hugged and kissed each other, and finally he fell asleep in her arms, and had a long dream.

In the dream, he and her rode a horse in spring, enjoyed flowers under the moon, cooked tea in winter, painted in the snow, from green silk to white hair, from the cape to the end of the world, they had their own homes, and they had children to bear their knees, and they spent a complete and long life together.

When He Guang Tongchen woke up with a smile, Huaxin was leaning on the flower branch, hugging him, looking at him with low eyebrows, smiling like a flower.

He raised his hand to stroke her face, "Xin'er, I dreamed of our life, an ordinary but happy and carefree life, we will be old and will die, but when we are gray-haired, we are still like now, ten fingers take root, and we will not be separated until death." ”

"Do you like it?" said the painting smiled softer than ever.

He Guang Tongchen nodded.

"Have you had such a life, but do you still have regrets?"

He Guang Tongchen shook his head, "With you by my side, I have no regrets in this life." ”

"It's good to have no regrets. Huaxin smiled brightly, but his tone was like a sigh.

There's only so much she can do for him.

That dream is the life she is looking forward to the most.

There is him in the dream, there is also her, he is not a god or a Buddha monk, she is not a goddess nor a lone star, there is no fate between them, they can spend their lives in peace and joy like all the loving couples in this world.

After calculating the time, it was already the third day agreed with Shuyi, so she gathered her clothes and said with a smile, "It's time to go back, it's windy outside, and I'm a little cold." ”

"Okay, I'll warm you up first. He Guang Tongchen was still immersed in the sweetness of the dream, and he didn't notice the reluctance of the painting's smile, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Huaxin let him rub his hands, and let him cover his hands in his heart. My hands are getting warmer, but my heart can't be warmed.

As soon as she thought that what was to come was the goodbye that she would never see for a lifetime, she felt that there was no light, no heat, nothing to warm her heart, nothing to illuminate her eyes.

After a while, He Guang Tongchen hugged her and walked back, and the sea of flowers gradually dissipated from where they had walked, like a broken phantom.

When they returned to the courtyard, it was already dusk, and Guang Tongchen put down his painting heart and hurried to Qing Chu's room first, he was really worried that the little guy was worried.

Huaxin couldn't stop him, so he had to let him solve Qing Chu's faint hole, and listened to him hug Qing Chu in distress and scold her, "Why are you so kind to the child." ”

Huaxin was not annoyed at all, he could blame her for Qing Chu, indicating that he really loved Qing Chu, and she was more relieved to leave Qing Chu to him to take care of.

"Daddy?" Qing Chu opened his eyes, saw Heguang Tongchen in a daze, and suddenly hugged his neck and cried, "Daddy, I thought you didn't want me to kiss my mother." ”

"How could it, how could Daddy not want you. He Guang Tongchen touched Qingchu's little head to comfort him.

Qing Chu was still crying, and suddenly his stomach "gurgled", and Guang Tongchen remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time, and immediately handed him over to Huaxin, "I'll go get something to eat." ”

Huaxin looked at the stinky boy who was crying like a tearful person, his heart softened, and he couldn't help but reach out and take it. He Guang Tongchen immediately pulled out and brought a plate of sweet cakes over to cushion Qing Chuxian's stomach.

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