Fall in love with the Night God

Suddenly, a golden barrier opened, and Yan Haoyu was sucked into this magical world.

He held the hairpin in his hand and stared blankly at the scenery opposite for a long time without regaining consciousness.

A two-story pavilion with tall crabapple trees covering half of the pavilion, a small pavilion, a lotus pond, pine trees, and stone tables and benches. There are also clouds and mist all around.

Under the afterglow of sunset, the entire terrace is suffused with the color of sunset. Orange-yellow fruits hang on the branches, and the water in the pond flows gurgling all the way to the courtyard.

"This is...this is...the place in the dream!"

Yan Haoyu stepped into the courtyard of Shenyin Pavilion and looked around. This time he really saw the environment here clearly. What surprised him was that the courtyard was actually floating in the clouds.

"It's thousands of meters in the air. How is this done?"

The unreal scene in his dream now appeared in front of his eyes. It was so surprising that it made him feel extremely fantastic.

He slowly walked into the pavilion, an antique building, the scenery was very elegant, and the beauty was intoxicating.

Until I saw the inscriptions on the wooden sign at the door, which were exactly the same as in the dream.

"Shenyin Pavilion"

He strode up the steps excitedly, stood outside the pavilion and called out the long-lost name:

"Su Qingqing"

"Su Qingqing, are you here?"

No one responded in the pavilion. He opened the door and entered the pavilion. The empty pavilion was clearly visible, and Kong was happy.

How he wished he could open the door and see her waiting for him here, with her long hair and white clothes.

Disappointment welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Su Qingqing, where have you been?"

"I've been looking for you for a whole year!"

"I've already found this place, why haven't I seen you yet?"

The white jade terrace in the pavilion was still filled with mist. The mist flowed underground, and there was a thin layer of mist on the ground under the jade terrace.

Yan Haoyu stepped forward and reached out to touch the white jade platform. The warm touch made people feel peaceful and relaxed.

"This is where it was in that dream!"

In the dream, he was sitting here, and she remembered lying here and resting on his knees.

Yan Haoyu's excited eyes gradually became moist.

Every scene and thing here felt so familiar to him, as if he had returned to his former home.

Those books, those picture scrolls, and those hand-copied scriptures on the bookshelves, the tea table in front of the window, the bookcases, and the picture cases. The medicine cabinet in the corner, the wardrobe, and the bed.

He came to the bed in front of the west window. The bedding on the bed was embroidered with lily of the valley flowers. It was slightly different from the one in the dream. The flowers were now in bloom.

When I look at the desk in front of the south window, it is clean and tidy. I reach out and touch it, and my fingertips are clean, as if someone has cleaned it.

"It's spotless, she's been here! She must have been here!" Yan Haoyu said excitedly.

He turned around and walked around to the large tea table in front of the east window. On it was a small square table with a simple black pottery tea set.

A rosewood sign hung on the window sill, which caught his attention. The rose-colored ribbon under the sign was swaying in the wind. The sign was turned around by the wind, and the two engraved words made him cry.

楚钰

"Chu Yu"

He reached out and touched the carvings on the wooden sign. It was still very new.

"This was just carved in."

"She must have carved it after she regained her memory!"

"It was that time!"

He suddenly thought of the day in the training camp when he suddenly felt so heartbroken that he fainted.

"It was at the training camp last year. It must have been that time that she regained her memory and cried for so long!"

He took note of everything carefully, and then continued to look through the objects in the pavilion.

Next to the tea couch is a medicine cabinet with neatly stacked medicinal materials.

There are more than thirty pills hanging in a bamboo box on the shelf on the cabinet, all of which are newly made. Can’t help but wonder:

"pill"

It reminded him of the night when her hands and feet were cold and she was unconscious. He held her to warm her for a long time before waking her up.

"She...is ill?"

Yan Haoyu pinched and touched the pills, feeling heartbroken: Su Qingqing, why is this? Why don't you tell me what the disease is when you are sick? Why do you have to carry it yourself? Why hide it from me? Could it be that he left without saying goodbye because he was sick?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and unsolvable mysteries piled up in his mind.

"You have done so many things behind my back that I don't know about. There must be a reason! It's a reason that I don't know!"

With these doubts, he continued to look through these items on the bookshelf.

He dug out the large box of bamboo slips in the corner. There were more than a hundred bamboo slips stacked neatly inside, with even notches on them. He guessed that these were things to record the quantity.

"So many, I don't know what is recorded?"

Then he put those bamboo slips aside.

Turning to look at the painting and calligraphy case under the window sill, there were more than a dozen scrolls of portraits placed on the bookshelf next to it. When I opened the scrolls, I saw carefully drawn portraits, ranging from a seven or eight-year-old girl to a sixteen-year-old cardamom girl. , every picture is of her.

He also took out the two paintings placed on the top of the bookshelf to look at them. The long-haired silhouette was exactly the same as Su Qingqing's, and the small words on them were what gave her her name at that time.

"Xiao Bai, Bai Qingqing!"

Only then did Yan Haoyu understand the long, long past she was talking about. It was you in the beginning and it was you in the end. It started from childhood to adulthood.

"Could it be... I raised her?"

He asked himself with a wry smile. This was an unexpected beginning. In the end, he fell in love with her, and she fell in love with him and married him.

"Is this the reason she has been hiding? Then I am...?"

He continued to look through these items, and unexpectedly saw a box full of small notes in a delicate wooden box under the bookshelf.

Fairy Lord, I will go to Taihu Lake and return in seven days.

Immortal Lord, I will go to Dongling and return in ten days.

Fairy Lord, I went to the East China Sea to buy pearls and will return in half a month.

······

Fairy Lord, I will go to Guangling to look for

Fairy Lord, I will go to the bank of Yuhang Lake to look for

Fairy Lord, I’m going to Chang’an to look for

There were more than four hundred messages. Yan Haoyu read them one by one, and her eyes gradually became moist. She missed him so much at that time.

At this moment, he gradually clarified the bond with her for three lifetimes. Although he didn't know the past here at the beginning, he could see from those calligraphy and paintings, books and calligraphy that his feelings for her had already quietly passed away. born.

"I am Wuchen, her immortal king!"

"It's also Chu Yu, her husband!"

Holding this box and leaving a message, he was already heartbroken and tears were streaming down his face. He sat feebly on the tea table and lamented:

"It turns out that it's been such a long three lives, but I can't stay with you forever!"

"It took three lives to get together, but it was so short."

"Now your life and death are unknown, and there is no news from you!

"I searched hard but couldn't find the reason for your disappearance!"

"The doubts in my heart can't be solved, I can't understand them, and I can't even figure them out!"

"why why?····?"

The sunny and handsome boy on the tea couch had tears in his eyes and his heart was broken. He cried out in pain:

"Su Qingqing, I'm still waiting for you! Do you know?"

"With you leaving like this, how can I live well and how can I fall in love with others again?"

"I want to know whether it's life or death! Do you hear that?"

"You should give me an answer! Why?"

"Aren't you good at swimming? Why can't you swim out of that sea!"

No one could see his pain in the thousands of miles of clouds, and no one could hear his cries. He could vent the resentment and frustration in his heart to his heart's content.

It's completely dark now.

Yan Haoyu stepped out of the door of Shenyin Pavilion tiredly. He looked at the stone table. Next to the stone table was a pond with several old lotus pods standing in the water.

Seeing the lotus pods here, I thought of the person who loves to eat lotus seeds.

"No wonder she likes to eat lotus seeds."

I turned around and saw the small pavilion opposite. There was a stove in the pavilion, and pots and pans were neatly placed on the wooden rack next to it.

"That's her kitchen!"

He came to the stone table and slowly sat down to look up at the stars. Thousands of stars were dazzling, and the amethyst hairpin in his hand was shining with starlight, just like the stars in the sky.

"She likes the night sky. It turns out it's because of this place. This is the most beautiful night sky I have ever seen."

He asked the sky loudly: "Su Qingqing, which star did you go to?"

"I want to find you, you answer me? How should I find you?"

"Even if I just meet you once!"

After saying these words, a white crack opened in his face, and his body was sucked into the barrier again.

He fell into a world shrouded in white mist. There was a piece of water under his feet. The waves were as flat as a mirror, and he couldn't see the direction around him.

Yan Haoyu got up and looked around. He seemed to have seen this magical place before, so he asked:

"Where is this?"

A deep voice in the air answered him:

"This is your state of mind."

He looked up and looked around for the source of the sound. There was nothing in this misty world, so he asked:

"Mood state, what state of mind?"

The deep voice replied to him: "Since you were born, you have had two spiritual ruins, one is the spiritual ruins in your eyebrows, and the other is your state of mind."

"You will meet someone who is in the same state of mind as you, and she will go through the tribulations with you and help you overcome them."

After hearing this explanation, he instantly thought of the person with whom he was going to survive the mortal world.

"You mean Su Qingqing! No, she is Bai Qingqing!"

That time you said: "You met"

"I want to find her, can you take me to her?" Yan Haoyu asked in a straightforward voice.

The voice answered: "Yes"

"Let's see"

After a while, the mist dispersed, and through a transparent barrier, Yan Haoyu saw that Su Qingqing had landed in the same environment as him when he fell into the water.

Yan Haoyu was overjoyed. He didn't expect to see her again. He went up and slapped the transparent barrier and called her.

"Su Qingqing"

"Su Qingqing"

At this time, the two people opposite were slowly wrapped in a golden halo. Su Qingqing slowly approached him and kissed him gently. Then her body gradually became transparent and slowly melted into his arms.

"Su Qingqing, what are you doing?"

"Su Qingqing, stop it!"

"Did you hear that?"

After a moment, his body turned into golden light, and the halo of light slowly drifted away, disappearing into the white sea of ​​mist.

The two disappeared completely.

Yan Haoyu watched the scene happen before his eyes. He slapped the barrier hard and shouted at the top of his lungs, but to no avail. It seemed that she couldn't hear anything and couldn't see him here.

"Why? What the hell is this for?"

Tears welled up in his eyes and flowed down his beautiful cheeks, causing ripples on the surface of his mind.

The voice said: "That is her state of mind, what you see is only memory!"

Yan Haoyu came to his senses and reached out to touch his chest. He asked the voice eagerly:

"Why did she enter my body?"

"Is this why she disappeared?"

"Tell me why?"

The voice remained silent, but asked him: "Do you want to go back, or do you want to go to the future?"

"What's the difference?" Yan Haoyu asked.

"If you go back to the past, you can only go back to one year ago, but you can go back to any time in the future! Which one do you choose?"

Yan Haoyu said without thinking: "Go back to the past, just go back to the past. One year ago was enough!"

The voice said: "Going back to the past, you need to stay on earth for twenty more years and endure the torture of birth, old age, illness and death. Is it worth it?"

Being able to go back to the past is what he wants to realize most, even if it is to go back to the Lantern Festival.

Yan Haoyu said without hesitation: "Even if it takes fifty years, it's worth it!"

The voice said: "Okay! Remember, you can only change you and her, others cannot change, what should happen will still happen!"

His heart trembled slightly, and he almost lost his balance. The water rippled, and his feet fell into the water. His body fell uncontrollably in the water. There was boundless darkness in his eyes, and there were noisy sounds in his ears.

Until I saw a glimmer of light.

Yan Haoyu struggled to open his eyes, and in front of him was the ceiling of his home.

Yes, my home.

He turned around and saw a familiar figure.

The amethyst hairpin returned with him and quietly landed on the carpet under the sofa.