Night, sleepless.

On the night of the Begonia Festival, it has always been the golden wind and jade dew that once they meet, they will win countless in the world. When the light is half bright, when the moon is half dusk, the begonia is fragrant, lingering between the Xiao Han, inviting the two stars of the Queqiao to meet, and hazy a curved moon, outlining a vague shadow, teasing the taste of acacia.

I saw the clear water murmuring in the distance, the bluestone bucket arch, and the shadow of Feihong. The lanterns in the alley are faint, the water river fire is lit, the sporadic fire is sprinkled on the pan rippled surface, the floating light jumps gold, the broken mirror reflects the moon, like a wisp of the breeze, and the three points of cold cicada light are picked up.

On the arch bridge, people come and go, colorful clothes fluttering. The face is covered with a mask, holding a begonia in the hand, the children who have not yet married are all by the will of heaven, if they have not seen their people, they have secretly fallen into their hearts, and they will give it to the begonia flowers in their hands; if they have the old moon to pull the line, the other party also has to take care of the wrong life, and then take the begonia flowers, it is like a beautiful flower, like the water flowing years, not in vain this life; if the other party has no intention, then thank you and do not receive the begonia flowers, and then wait for the destined person. If you have a marriage or a lover, you will wear a begonia flower on your body, and the table already has a heart.

Under the bridge, the boat is painted and the lotus lantern is swaying. Luo Yaozhan stood at the head of the bridge, the plain white gauze moved slightly, and the boat drifted lightly with the light and shadow. The magnolia flower is half closed on top of the pale cyan cloak, as if swaying with the wind. The white jade mask is half-covered, but it is difficult to hide the jade face like a flower.

"I don't know how Siqing is progressing. Luo Yaozhan muttered to herself.

At this time, a flat boat floated in front of the pleasure boat, simple and unpretentious, and the dim candlelight spilled out slightly from the gaps, shining on the water-stained plank, faint and faint, out of place on the bustling water surface, unique. After a while, he drifted away again.

Luo Yaozhan looked at it in a daze, and only felt that there seemed to be a familiar feeling. But after only a moment, he didn't look over his head and didn't pay much attention.

She squatted down and took out a lotus lantern, a wisp of fire came out of her fingertips, the wick was only a little slight, and the whole lantern suddenly shone like a star. Luo Yaozhan smiled, holding the lantern in both hands, her eyes sparkled, and she said to herself:

It is said that if you make a wish on a lantern and let it go far and further to the edge of the sky, if you are sincere, God will hear the prayer and fulfill your wishes. Alas....... Then if I sincerely pray and let me go, I am willing to exchange eternal reincarnation for freedom in this life. If you have to become a beautiful family, why not die, only envy the plaice and not the immortals. ”

The lanterns floated gently on the water, drifting away. When we reached the middle of the water, a breeze swept by, and the lanterns floating in the middle of the water were suddenly knocked over in the water, and the ripples sank to the bottom of the water. Not far away, a flat boat floated gently.

Luo Yaozhan frowned, only to see a flash of brilliance, the lantern floated from the water, stirred up a puddle of splash, returned to her hands, and after the fairy art was dried, it was silently put away.

Suddenly, the lights around dimmed, and the entire Shenshan City fell into a gloom, and the human language began to be noisy. Before the Yao lamp returned to his senses, the lights and stars scattered in all directions, flickering bright and dark, like bright stars, gradually converging into a heavenly river, surrounding the boat. On each lantern, the small golden characters are suspended in the air, like fireworks. Luo Yaozhan's fingertips touched the small golden characters, and the small characters were clear:

"A lifetime of one generation and one pair, fighting for two ecstasy. ”

"Yaoyao, half-life ice valley, Yu'er Tianya Snow Dance. ”

"The mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are together, and you dare to be with the king. ”

"Yaoyao, you have to take care of it, and I am willing to pour out the prosperity of the third world. ”

"Lovesick know when to see each other, and this night is embarrassing. ”

......

Luo Yaozhan only had everything in front of her in her eyes, and the light and shadow in front of her were fluttering, brilliant and colorful, and she was in a trance like a dream. Word by word, it seems like a confession, but it seems to be taken for granted.

Luo Yaozhan's slender waist was wrapped, and when she looked back slightly, the mask had been removed, revealing a beautiful face, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"Siqing. ”

"Do you like Yaoyao?"

Mo Siqing lowered her head slightly, a few strands of broken hair brushed across her moon-like face, and a pair of narrow eyes seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, as if cold was not cold, like a thousand years of cold ice sealed the fire, and thousands of miles of clouds hid the blazing sun. The affectionate style brewing in the eyes is like a pool of blue water oozing out from the eyes of a fine spring, and like a water lantern gradually drifting on the water, converging into a lifetime of fireworks and confusion.

At this time, sky lanterns rose in the canopy, as if a ghost fire was lit, brightening the two dark worlds. The sky lanterns surrounded Luo Yaozhan and Mo Siqing, and the two were in a curtain of light, like a fairy couple, smiling.

"Siqing, I have never understood the love of the world, I only think it is written in a book to coax people. Although I don't understand, I know that from now on, I will give my whole heart to you, and you will not fail me. ”

Mo Siqing was a little stunned, and after a moment, the tenderness in his eyes was overflowing, and he smiled slightly but was full of joy, which made people and gods angry. He only felt that Yaoyao at this time was extremely cute.

"It's so easy to get Yaoyao's infatuation, how can I lose it. If I bear you, I will die immediately, Biluo Huangquan, and there will be no one like me, Mo Siqing. ”

Before he could speak, Luo Yaozhan's lips were covered. Hair is broken and dancing, dancing in the wind, picturesque clothes, and faint lights.

"How willing I am to ask you to swear this oath. Since I love you with all my heart, how can I allow you to leave me alone? But there is a word in advance, if one day, you deceive me, I will never see you in the Yellow Spring; if one day, you abandon me, I will go to the Lethe River, and erase the marriage of the three living stones; if one day, you steal my heart, but let it be torn apart, I will be close to you like the end of the world; if one day, you lose me, I will go completely and cleanly, so that you will regret it for a lifetime and suffer for a lifetime. Therefore, I want you to love me all the rest of your life, and do not deceive me, otherwise, you will not count my true heart with yours, and you will not find me again. ”

The fragrance of begonia flowers has not changed for thousands of years, and the bright moon is similar for thousands of years. A fiery kiss, the earth is desolate.

On the bluestone arch bridge, next to the ancient railing, Song Tang's light purple clothes are slightly swinging, half white begonia is in a bun, the face is lazy with a mask, a little powder, his eyes are melancholy, and he smiles lightly.

"It is said that this Begonia Festival is the marriage of destiny. It just so happens that my name is Tang Ash, and the Tang Flower Ash falls, even if there are thousands of feelings, who to talk to. ”

"Begonia flowers fall, but there is a different style. Someone once said to me that when the begonia flowers fall in the next year, she will return. However, I waited under the begonia flowers to bloom every year, and the flowers fell every year, but that person never returned. Now, I have a remnant of the begonia, that person, I wish to return. ”

Song Tang Ember was stunned, and his godless eyes suddenly focused on the focus, full of disbelief. His haggard face turned pale, as if he had seen bones all over the field. She turned stiffly, and a purple figure caught in her eyes.

The shadows of the flowers are ethereal, the moonlight is fluttering, the purple clothes are lightly floating, and the green silk is faintly moving. There is a little tear mole at the corner of the eye, the corner of the lip is obliquely hooked, and the blood-colored eyes are as clear as a spring, as if there are two points of melancholy, three points of ruffianism, and five points of evil. The flower color at the center of the eyebrows is open, like the flowers blooming on the other side, like the end of the flowers, the demon world is connected for thousands of miles, the purple clothes in the flowers are picturesque, and the corners of the eyes are full of tears. Flowers say the moon, people say night.

"Night, night, night......" The tears did not flow, and the voice was choked.

"Ash, I've been waiting for you for three hundred years, and if you don't return, I'll look for you. ”

Song Tang didn't answer, turned around and fled in panic, missing the crowded crowd, and the figures were messy, and tears were already raging.

Ye Xi flew up and landed directly in front of Song Tang Ember, and before he could speak, he had already embraced her into his arms and fell straight to a rare place.

Song Tangyan struggled: "Yexi, if you let go, you and I are doomed to nothing." ”

Yexi hugged tighter: "It's so easy to find my ember, how can I let go, in this life, I won't let go again." ”

"You let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

Song Tang's eyes were pale, and a little light blade on his fingertips slashed his cheeks. Ye Xi was in pain, a touch of pain flashed in his eyes, and he slowly let go of his hand.

"Ash, you don't want to see me like that. Forget it," Nightshade sneered, "I'm the one who made me amorous, and you're my ember." ”

Song Tang took two steps back, his eyes seemed to be dyed with rouge, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tears were not dry.

"Night, you will be dead to me, forget it. ”

"When you died? Song Tang Ember, it's been three hundred years, you've been gone for three hundred years!" Ye Xi's eyes were crimson, as if there was a fire burning, his eyes were full of tears, he couldn't bear it, and there was a little tear mole in the corner of his eyes, and he was very sad at the moment, "Is it so easy to forget a person? I'm not you! You can be ruthless, you can think that those hundred years are a dream, or you can deceive yourself and say that you forgot, but I can't do it! Because I love you." ”

"Don't say it, don't say it......"

Song Tangyan couldn't help trembling slightly, his face turned pale, tears rolled down heavily, his eyes were painful, struggling, and evading, and finally turned into dodge, and his body retreated again and again, until he reached the corner of the wall.

Yexi's eyes were bloodshot, pressing step by step, but he was crazy and depressed, and his eyes were full of tears, but they never fell. Forced into the corner, he clasped Song Tang's arms with both hands, and his voice was hoarse.

"Do you know how I have come over in the past 300 years? Do you know that after you left, the whole palace was planted with begonias? Do you know that I have been sleepless for 300 years, dreaming back countless times at midnight, and waking up only to be left with nothing but despair? You are gone, and you have gone without nostalgia, but you have taken away my heart together! You let me die when you are dead, what do you treat me, what do you treat my soul, heartbreak and loneliness for these 300 years? Song Tang Ember! You have a heart. ”

"Night! You keep accusing me, you can understand my pain! We have a deep feud between us in a sea of blood, how do you want me to love you!"

Song Tang was hysterical, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and slipped to the ground weakly.

After a pause in the night, he let go of his hand in a daze, and finally couldn't help crying, as if he had lost his soul.

Silent for a while.

"What do you mean?"

"If you weren't a demon, I would have given up everything to be with you. But you are a Demon Venerable, every time I think of this, I wish I had never met you, but I can't forget it. Song Tang choked, "Five hundred years ago, it was the demon clan that invaded Shenshan City and broke into my Song family, hundreds of lives were buried overnight, and my mother died to protect me." If it weren't for the fact that my father exhausted his life's cultivation to open the ban on Shenshan City, I am afraid that my Song family would not have a life to survive. ”

"Five Hundred Years Ago......

"That is, the year I met you. ”