When she was a baby, she actually had dreams. She often dreamed that she was living in ancient times, and she knew that it was just a stop in her long world.

At that time, she often watched the snow under the eaves, looking for which snowflake was him.She knew that he would hide in it, sometimes falling on her temples, sometimes falling on her palm, and then melting.

Of course, the piece that fell between his eyebrows or on his sleeve could also be him.

If it is a snowless season, it will be difficult for her to find him, because he will be a ray of bells, or a mischievous wind, or a piece of moonlight.

Even, he would turn into raindrops and flow down the roof tiles. She didn't know he was coming until it soaked into the back of her neck.

In the dream, when she was fifteen or sixteen, she gradually became less sensitive to him because of the disturbance of the world.

His materialized shape is no longer that ethereal romance, but a fox, or a pedestrian...

He appeared inadvertently, sometimes followed her on tiptoe, and grinned at her the moment she turned around.

I often pass her by on the street.

Even once, he turned into a woman to be her good friend.

Fortunately, later, he turned into a man and married her, and the two of them started a life without shame or impetuosity.

But after all, this kind of life was too much in their long world, and she got tired of it soon.

"Shall we play another game?" she said to him.

"Whatever you want." He was always so gentle.

"Then I want you to turn into a fool, and I will be a thousand years later... You have to find a way to find me."

And then she died.

……

She had achieved this dream when she was three years old, and never had it again.

Thousands of years later, the world has become more fascinating, and she grew up slowly like an ordinary person, very happy.

When it snows, she stands under the eaves, no matter which snowflake is him, even if some snowflakes fall, it will make her suddenly feel at a loss...

Those ringtones, those dripping water, and those moonlights can no longer enter her heart.

But vaguely, she knew that there was such a him.For example, one day, when she was crying in the woods with her schoolbag on her back, she met a gentle old man to comfort her.

Or if she liked some other boy, she always got bored very quickly because it wasn't him.

She grew up so muddled that she was still a leftover woman when she was 28 years old.

And on the day when she died in the previous life, she was taken back to thousands of years ago by a ray of light.

He found her.

The author has something to say: This episode is a kind of compensation for those readers who like Qin Niang and the silly father together. I personally hope that they have no cp, so I put it in the episode.

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