I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

This was probably a dream.

A stranger rushed in front of him and looked at him with eyes that were exactly the same as Nian Nian's.

Call him brother.

Sang Qiyan was in a trance for a moment and wanted to walk over to her to take a closer look at her, but he stumbled and almost fell.

Sang Nian hurried forward to support him.

He didn't say anything, just stared at her, his face pale and his lips trembling slightly.

Sang Nian's voice became even quieter:

"Brother, I'm Nian Nian."

Sang Qi said: "Nian Nian?"

Sang Nian nodded vigorously.

Sang Qiyan said blankly:

"Nian Nian is dead. I buried her with my own hands, under the mulberry tree in the backyard."

Sang Nian felt a stab in her heart, and she held back her tears, and changed her words to something more acceptable:

"Yes, my soul is attached to that tree. Now, I am both Sang Nian and that tree."

The tree had indeed been dead for a long time and was dying.

Suddenly one day, spring came back to the branches of the sick tree.

Everyone said that it was the young lady's spirit in heaven who saved it.

It turns out that the man who planted the trees has returned?

Sang Qiyan looked at Xie Chenzhou with a somewhat confused look.

Xie Chenzhou nodded to him:

"She is Nian Nian."

Sang Qiyan stood up straight, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, there was only a blank.

After a long while, he said:

"Just come back."

The tone was exceptionally calm.

Just at the moment he turned around, his straight back suddenly hunched over like an old man in his twilight years.

Sang Nian wanted to help him, but he turned his back to her and waved his hands, his voice a little unclear:

"do not come."

She retracted her foot and suddenly remembered that year when she secretly followed Wen Buyu and his group to leave Qingzhou, and he caught up with them to give her something.

When they parted, he turned his back like this and refused to look at her.

The mayor of Qingzhou City has his own pride.

He would never let anyone see his tears.

Even if that person is his sister.

Especially when that person is his sister.

Sang Nian lowered his eyes, feeling extremely depressed, as if a ball of cotton was blocking his throat.

She felt like crying.

Her palms felt warm, and when she glanced sideways, she saw Xie Chenzhou holding her hand.

Sang Nian pursed her lips, held back her tears, and arched her eyebrows at him.

Sang Qi Yan also turned around at this time.

He looked normal, except for a slight redness at the corners of his eyes.

"Have you eaten?" he asked Sang Nian, "Are you hungry?"

Sang Nian trotted over and hugged him, saying in an exaggerated tone:

"I wanted to see you as soon as possible. I left without even having breakfast. Now I'm so hungry that I could eat a cow."

Sang Qiyan's eyes became even redder, and he was furious:

"What? Xie Chenzhou didn't even let you eat. How on earth did he take care of you? This is abuse!"

Xie Chenzhou next to him: "..."

Sang Nian: "No, brother..."

Sang Qiyan said sternly:

"No need to speak up for him! Look at you, you've become so skinny, while he looks strong and healthy."

Sang Nian pinched her cheeks, which had become noticeably rounder, and looked at Xie Chenzhou's sharp jawline, which was as clear as a knife. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes:

"what?"

Sang Qiyan's eyes fell on her again, his face full of heartache:

"You've suffered so much. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare lunch for you. I'll make a big table of your favorite food. You can eat as much as you want."

Sang Nian: "...It's not that bitter actually."

Sang Qi Yan turned a deaf ear to him, rubbed his hands, and quickly left with a large group of Ulala people.

Only Sang Nian and Xie Chenzhou were left there, oh, and the immobilized servant A.

Sang Nian poked Xie Chenzhou's waist:

"Untie him, he looks tired."

Xie Chenzhou silently released his immobilization spell.

He knelt down on the spot, with a sad face, and said:

"I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. Please forgive me, young lady and son-in-law!"

Sang Nian: "Well, what's the matter, get up."

Servant A did not move.

Sang Nian thought he didn't believe it, so he emphasized:

"We really don't blame you. We promise not to tell my brother about it. Don't worry. Hurry up and get up."

Hearing her say this, two lines of tears flowed down the servant's face:

"I want to remember it, but my legs are numb."

Sang Nian: “.”

She flicked a finger of green light onto his leg, and he immediately stood up with vigor:

"Thank you, Miss! Long live the Miss!"

Sang·Pain Mask·Read:

"Go away, I'm afraid I can't help but slap you."

Just as the servant was about to leave, she suddenly said:

"and many more."

House Servant A: "Miss, is there anything else?"

Sang Nian pointed at Xie Chenzhou:

"Since you told me, you should tell him too."

Xie Chenzhou was slightly stunned.

The servant immediately bowed to Xie Chenzhou and said happily:

"Long live my son-in-law!"

Sang Nian was finally satisfied: "Quite smart."

House Servant A: "Miss, do you still want to slap me?"

Sang Nian waved his hand:

"No more fanning, please step back."

"okay!"

Servant A ran away in small steps.

Sang Nian took Xie Chenzhou's arm and said happily:

"I'll take you to see that tree. You must have never seen it before. It's growing beautifully. There are red silks and wind chimes hanging on it. It's really spectacular."

Xie Chenzhou came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at her deeply.

He clearly saw the lingering sadness in her eyes.

After last night, neither of them mentioned the matter of immortality again, but it still existed, suffocating his wife every moment.

The breeze blows and the red silk flutters.

The leaves rustled and the wind chimes hanging on the branches jingled against each other.

A strand of hair was blown up by the wind, giving off a cold silver color.

In the blink of an eye it's like snow.

Xie Chenzhou caught it calmly and cast a spell to cover up the glaring white.

Long live...

I could experience ten thousand springs with her.

Unfortunately, I probably can’t wait any longer.

In front, Sang Nian looked up at the huge tree and said excitedly:

"Xie Chenzhou, did you see it? This is the tree I planted for you."

Xie Chenzhou said: "It looks very good."

Sang Nian took a few steps forward again, placed her palms on the rough bark, lowered her head, and where he couldn't see, tears fell one after another.

Her voice was still brisk:

“Yes, it is a very beautiful tree.”

With the tree spirit, it remains evergreen all year round and is not afraid of even the coldest winter.

Unlike humans, whose hair turns white.

Under the tree, two tombs lean against each other.

Sang Nian squatted in front of the stele and reached out to touch the words engraved on it.

"Good Chun'er, you are still here guarding me."

The tombstone could not answer her.

She hugged her knees and whispered:

"Chun'er, they said you died of old age, without any illness or injury. That's really great."

When she died, Chun'er was only sixteen or seventeen years old, still a young girl.

When we met again, Chun'er was lying in the grave, with only bones left.

Time is cruel.

Sang Nian suddenly thought that maybe one day, Xie Chenzhou would also turn into a pile of bones.

Perhaps, that day will come soon.

She clenched her hands unconsciously.

Suddenly, someone reached out, untied her clenched knuckles one by one, and interlocked their fingers with hers.

She turned her head, saw Xie Chenzhou's face, and burst into tears.

他 说:

"If I can't experience ten thousand springs with you, then this one spring is good enough."