Fall in love with the Night God

Su Qingqing already understood that this was where her dream was, and this might be her past.

She turned back and looked carefully at the scrolls placed on the bookshelf. Several of them were portraits of children, with the same expression and appearance as she did when she was a child. There are also several portraits of young people, showing a pretty and cute appearance of a beautiful woman, with big watery eyes still showing mischievous thoughts.

Then I saw a painting of the face of a fairy in white standing in the wind on top of a cloud. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and long black hair. The fairy in the painting looked exactly like me now.

And each portrait wears a small tooth amber on the neck.

"My name is...Bai Qingqing!"

Su Qingqing's eyes sparkled with stars, and she was so excited that she finally found the origin of her life experience.

She is a little fairy who fell into the mortal world.

She sat in front of the book desk and tried to recall her scene here, but no matter how she recalled it, she could find nothing in her mind except the remaining memories in her dreams.

"Hey, I'm here now, but I still can't remember. What disease did I get? That's why I lost my memory. It seems that it's not the memory from before I was eight years old, but from eighteen years old, or even... a little longer! What a contradiction! Why?”

Su Qingqing was puzzled. She got up and walked around the room, gently touching the furnishings. Everything was just like in her dream. The tea couch in front of the window was complete with cups and cans. There seemed to be more bottles and cans on the shelf behind. A little more.

The bedding on the bed still seemed so elegant, but the stamens of the lily of the valley had opened, looking dark and light gray.

"The lily of the valley should be a little more colorful! What a pity!"

Those bright eyes that only looked at black and white were a little sad at this time, and sighed softly: "Just like in the dream, I probably grew up here since I was a child. I am not an ordinary person!"

Su Qingqing turned back to look at the 'immortal' lying on the white jade platform in the warm mist. His figure made her miss the person in her heart even more, and a cloud of doubt arose in her heart:

The man I met in the human world was exactly the same as this 'god'. How could I explain it? Now that I have pledged myself to him, this bizarre encounter and falling in love with him is fate? Or is there another secret? It seems that only by retrieving the lost memory can the mystery be solved.

Yan Haoyu, Wuchen, what is your origin?

Recalling the scene in the dream, I was nestled against the side of this "god". The god loved me very much. At that time, I was particularly attached to his arms and slept soundly in his arms. Thinking of this, I have another guess in my mind:

Probably because of attachment! Only then did I fall in love with him who was exactly the same in the human world!

Su Qingqing tried to touch every object in the room, hoping to help herself find some memories. She sat in front of the tea table and looked eastward through the window. Dark clouds were rolling in the southeast sky. She didn't know where in the world it was. It was raining at night.

Su Qingqing went up to the second floor, opened the door, stepped onto the corridor, and walked around the pavilion. This two-story pavilion actually only has one floor, and the space inside is spacious and high.

Probably because this god has such a strong aura that he needs to expand his hall to accommodate him.

At the back of the pavilion, she once again saw this huge crabapple tree. The crooked trunk was as thick as five or six people, and the tree's shade had already covered half of the pavilion.

"This crabapple tree is growing beautifully. What does the fruit taste like?"

Su Qingqing picked one and put it in her mouth. The fruit had no taste in her mouth! Not only did he smile bitterly:

"Oh, I forgot, I can't taste it!"

She sat in the position in the painting to experience the scene where she was at that time, looking at the deep night, with lightning suddenly passing through the sea of ​​clouds below, the faint sound of thunder, and the sound of rain.

In Su Qingqing's eyes, these are beautiful scenery that cannot be seen in the human world. It was as warm as spring here, and the wind was not cold, which made people feel peaceful and comfortable. She lay on the railing and thought:

If I am really about to die, then let me return to this place and sleep here forever!

This deep love in the world may be the most beautiful memory in the rest of my life!

I felt sorry for him for taking advantage of him so selfishly!

However, if I had to choose again, I would fall in love with him without hesitation, and I can’t get around my feelings for him!

This place makes me feel calm and I am no longer afraid of life and death! Maybe I lived too long! God is going to take me!

But, can you let me know that lost memory before you take me in? Even if you know it an hour in advance, it would be enough.

Su Qingqing prayed on the railing on the second floor. She was silent for a long time and fell asleep here.

When she woke up, the sky was already turning white. She got up and returned to the first floor.

He came to the white jade platform again, worshiped the sleeping 'immortal' under the morning light, and whispered:

"God, I have to go back to my home in the world. I'll see you another day!"

Su Qingqing stepped out of the pavilion and turned around to see a wooden sign hanging at the door, with the words "Shenyin Pavilion" carved on it. The crooked handwriting looks like the strokes of a beginner. She guessed:

"This was probably written when I was a kid, right?"

She gently closed the door, came to the courtyard and stood at the edge of the round platform, only to realize that the peaks here were not human peaks. These peaks were floating in the clouds, far away from the human world.

"What I saw on the top of the mountain was indeed just a statue. Maybe it was just an entrance."

Su Qingqing said silently in her heart: Yapo, take me back to my home in the world.

This time, Yapo seemed to know what he was thinking, opening cracks in front of her, and on the other end was his bedroom. When she really saw this magical scene, Su Qingqing was really shocked.

When she stepped in, the space crack closed instantly. Looking back is your room. She sighed and lay on the soft bed thinking:

This time I entered the Shenyin Pavilion in a daze after being struck by lightning, but still couldn't find the method. I'll try it tonight. But don’t be struck by lightning again. Even if I’m a fairy, I can’t withstand such thunder and lightning!

Thinking about this, Su Qingqing clasped her hands together and prayed: "God bless, God bless! Don't attack me again! I will never lie or deceive anyone again!"

While eating breakfast, Wang Lanhua looked at her daughter's loss of appetite and dark complexion and asked her.

"Qingqing, your face doesn't look good. Is it because you haven't rested?"

Su Qingqing prevaricated: "No, I'm just feeling tired recently!"

Su Jiansheng cared about his daughter: "You have to pay attention to your health. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital for a check-up!"

Su Qingqing smiled and comforted the two elders: "It's okay. I'm in good health. I just stayed up late and watched a few episodes of TV series yesterday, so I didn't sleep well."

Su Qingqing once lied to deceive her parents. The two old men were doubtful and criticized her for staying up late every day to watch TV series. She said that taking good care of her body was the most important thing. She was getting married soon. It would not look good to be a yellow wife.

She accepted the criticism humbly, smiled innocently, and buried herself in her food. Suddenly, a little color flashed in her eyes. I felt joyful in my heart: Could it be that my body has been repaired there? Let’s go again tonight!