His face was pale, and his eyes clamped on her like a vice, "How dare you ......"

Her eyes were cold, and her voice was cold and unforgiving, "Do you think you're really compatible with me? I'm a princess, and you're a monster who doesn't know what it is, and we're not suitable from the beginning." ”

Monster, he's a monster, it turns out that in her eyes he's always seen him that way. He turned around and left, without a trace of nostalgia, a woman who was desperately determined, what else was worth him staying?

If it was someone else, he would have killed her and tore her to shreds with his own hands, but he didn't do anything to her, and he couldn't do it. I used to love so crazy, and I hated and hated the heartache, I just hope that I have never met her before, and I will never see her again in this life.

The wind stopped, everything went back to its original state, the panicked procession was rearranged, no one knew how the gust of wind blew, no one knew what was happening, only the bride sat in the royal chariot and wept silently.

Someone asked, only to say, "The yellow sand is blind, ...... eyes"

When he returned to the mountains, he sat quietly in a thatched hut for three days and three nights before he drew his sword and committed suicide. He couldn't bear his life, and fantasized that the next time he devoted himself would be better, and after a long time, he would definitely forget, and he would forget her completely.

But he failed, he obtained this body twenty years ago, and the pain is still with him, how can he completely forget her?

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He drank a lot of wine that night, and after drinking, a plainly dressed woman always appeared in front of him, smiling calmly and quietly, and calling him in a low voice, "Yanyan-"

He greeted her and hugged her tightly, "Chu Chu, you're finally back......"

She said that he is as beautiful as a peach, peerless in the world, "Shall I call you glamorous?"

He said, she is beautiful and beautiful, "Can I call you Chu Chu?"

......

Isn't it possible to go back to the way things were?

......

When he woke up the next morning, his head was surprisingly painful, and he stroked his forehead and groaned lowly.

This new ** is not very healthy, he will have a headache and brain fever in three days, he used to drink wine for three days and three nights, and he is still in good spirits, and he will never have a headache like now.

He sat up, and suddenly found that there was a person sleeping next to him, ** half-open, looking at him with a resentful face, "Brother, you slept with me, you are responsible for me." ”

He pushed away his face and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

Qi Hu sighed slightly, "This is my room, is my bed good, you hugged me like crazy last night, calling me 'Chu Chu', you have to sleep with me, you can't pull it apart." Woo~~~ My pure chastity is ruined by your hands. ”

Yan Xu's expression suddenly became messy, "Let's ...... Really slept?"

Qi Hu covered his mouth slightly and snickered, "Of course not, just lying down." “

He messed around before he went to bed, and after he fell asleep he was quite quiet, just holding him and refusing to let go, so that he had to share a bed with him until dawn.

This is the first time that the two of them have been so close, and his face after falling asleep is beautiful, innocent like a child, so that the old fox, who has been cultivating for many years, can't help but move, regretting that he didn't give birth to a mother.

No matter how many times Yan Sha devotes himself, there is always an invisible charm in his body, which makes people feel at ease and wants to follow him all the time. It was also because of this that he did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles from the deep mountains of cultivation, just so that he could often take a look at him when he had time.

Him and him, that ...... That, people are so ashamed.

Yan Sha was not interested in his shy appearance covering his face, he sighed, as long as nothing happened, he didn't want to do anything to a fox, especially a male fox.

Qi Huwei asked, "Did you dream again last night?"

Yan Xu nodded, he dreamed of her almost every day in the past few days, this body has lived for twenty years, and it is the first time that he has dreamed the same dream so often. Those years in the mountains are really unforgettable.

Qi Hu sighed slightly, he knew a little about his affairs, but he didn't expect that feelings would torture a person like this.

"There's something I've always wanted to say. “

"What?" he got up and changed, revealing his chest and being in surprisingly good shape.

"When you were so decided, did you ask her why? Why did you leave you, why did you marry another man, and what happened after that?"

He stopped his clothed hand abruptly and fell silent, or perhaps he was right, he lived only in his own sorrow, and did not think to explore the sad truth. He never asked, never thought, wouldn't she have a hard time?

Get dressed, sit elegantly in a chair, and your feet, "Is there any food?" ”

"Okay, I'll get someone to prepare. Qi Hu got up slightly to make breakfast for him, it was really hard to imagine how an uncle like him, who was used to commanding people, could cook for a woman every day?

Yan Xu looked at the back of Qi Hu Wei opening the door, his expression was thoughtful, maybe he should really explore the facts, he didn't want to uncover the scar for so many years, and now it's time to uncover it, even if it hurts, he must know the truth. He wanted to know what had happened more than two hundred years ago.

didn't stay any longer, recited the mantra, flew out like a gust of wind, and when Qi Huwei came back with the fragrant abalone porridge boiled, there was no shadow of him in the house.

He sighed faintly, this Yan Sha, when he should be in a hurry, he is not in a hurry, what is he anxious about at this time?

Yan Xu flew to Yangmingshan in one breath, the mountain is still the same mountain, but the thatched house that was once erected has already become a pile of loess, but the two peach trees planted in the past are still there, and the pink and white peach blossoms are shining on the branches, like the face of an ageless person.

A gust of wind caused the petals to fall one after another, like flying butterflies, and like flying snow, beautiful and lingering. It reminds people of the scene where she once danced in the wind, and her pink dress fluttered in the wind, which was intoxicatingly beautiful.

The two peach trees were planted after they got married, and she said that she liked to eat peaches, so he found two saplings from the mountains and planted them with his own hands, thinking that they would produce big fruit in the coming year to satisfy her hunger.

The hundred-year-old peach tree grows very luxuriantly, and it is no longer the immature appearance of the year, but the peach blossoms are on the verge of withering at this time, and the branches are still like petals, still like a little beating fire.

He reached out and touched the branch, plucking a few remaining petals and placing them in his sleeve, which was probably the only thing he had on his mind.

After so many years, I don't know who erected a tomb near the peach tree, the grave was overgrown with weeds, and half of the tomb had collapsed after being washed away by the rain. However, the tombstone in front of the grave is still there, and the words on it are faintly legible. Glancing at the past, his face suddenly changed greatly, and the tombstone was impressively engraved: The tomb of my husband Che Che, and the inscription on the back was: Wife Chu Chu is here.

She's been back, she's been back...... That's why you collected the corpse for him?