After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

"Phoenix?"

The man whispered, "Why is there a phoenix flying in here?"

Xiao Rongyi didn't expect that there would be someone in such a place—if there was, then this person must be as old as the palace in front of him.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his act of burning the window,?? He just looked at the person in front of him very seriously and tried hard to see clearly.

But for some reason, when he looked at this person, he was blurred by a halo of light. He didn't know his appearance, but he could only see his green eyes clearly.

At this moment, Rong Yi remembered that she was in a dream. She knew it was a dream, and also knew that those green eyes might be related to someone he liked in reality, but he was not sure.

In reality, the person he likes should be like the sunlight on a winter morning, cold and warm, bright and clear.And the person in front of him was full of loneliness, like an unpredictable mist.

For no reason, he felt that this person must have been trapped in this place for a long time.This person may have been here since the first opening of Hongmeng, never left, never met anyone else.

But such a person can recognize him as a phoenix.

He decided to keep his mouth shut and not tell him that he is Mingxing, and then observe whether this person is suitable for raising him.

He moved his paws and flapped his little wings, deliberately as if he wanted to go or not, or to stay or not.

The man paused, then smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to him, with a low and hoarse voice: "Come here, come here."

Everything was within his plan, Rong Yi gave a "chirp", flapped her wings and flew over, and landed firmly in the man's hand.

The man's hands were a little cold, with the fragrance of ink. They were a pair of slender and beautiful hands with obvious knuckles. Combing his hair with these hands must be very comfortable.

Rong Yi evaluated the possibility of this person becoming his feeder, and looked up at him with black bean eyes.

The man gently rubbed the top of his head with his fingertips, as if he also loved his fluff: "You stay here for a day, okay? When the time comes, I will send you back."

Rong Yi was a little complacent, and made two more "chirp"s to express her reply.

He could feel that the person in front of him liked him very much, because he held him carefully in the palm of his hand, like holding a piece of fragile porcelain.

There are many tall bookshelves in this room, and there are many books, which are covered with dust and have not been touched for about a thousand years.

Rong Yi sneezed, and the person in front of her said softly, "I'm sorry." Then with a flick of her fingertips, a powerful wind and wave swept away, turning all the dust into nothingness in an instant.

The man held him in the palm of his hand and returned to sit under the window.

Under the window was an extraordinarily large table, a corner where the sun could not find it, with many old bamboo slips scattered around it, and an extraordinarily large blank scroll. The words on it were incomprehensible to him, as if from ancient times .Every word is like a picture, reminding him of the stars and the moon.

There was still an inkstone on the table, the shape of the inkstone was very strange, and the ink inside was also different from what Rong Yi usually saw.The ink seems to be sealed with starlight, shining brightly, and exuding a faint fragrance.

Rong Yi flapped her wings and wanted to fly to the table, but was lightly blocked by that person: "What do you want to do?"

This movement is very light, in Rong Yi's eyes, this movement means tacit consent.So he happily jumped onto the table and started to smell around the inkstone.

The smell of this ink is really good, Rong Yi set off casually, came before he was full, and was still a bit thirsty.

He buried his little furry head, and poked forward, before the man could stop him, Rong Yi had already taken a few swigs.

This ink is very mellow and sweet in taste, but I feel a little dizzy after drinking it.

Rong Yi took a few steps with his paws, and when he was about to fall, the man quickly reached out to support him, his strength still light: "What kind of phoenix are you? You can drink anything. Fortunately, this ink will not harm you, and can help you The cultivation base is great, but I don’t know if you can bear it now. Stop drinking, I will find water for you.”

I don't know what good drinking water will be in this kind of place.Rong Yi was scolded, so she put her little wings on her back and squatted down, a round and fat little ball, looking obedient.

"Just stay here and don't move, okay?"

The man consulted with him.

The man stood up, and when he turned his back, he saw his long silvery white hair.

Rong Yi didn't know why, but the ink tasted the same as Lianshi wine, a little over the top.

He looked at the man's hair, and couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he flapped his wings and flew over.

He flew stumblingly, but accurately picked up his hair and flew up.The man stretched out his hand to catch him, so he nimbly hid around and played bird hide-and-seek with him.

He is very happy.

He often played this game with Brahma's colleagues, and he also played it.But every time, everyone will let him, and no one dares to catch him and hurt him.It is meaningless for him to be a constant winner, and now there is finally someone with whom he can play such a game of little birds.

The person in front of him has a very good temper, with some calm and pampering intentions, he seems to know that he is playing, so he cooperates, his fingertips lightly touch his down feathers every time, and then pass over.

When Rong Yi was tired from playing, he slowed down the frequency of flapping his wings, and then they fell slowly in the palm of that person, and he tucked them into his sleeves.

The man fetched clear spring water for him.

The crystal clear water dangled in the glass cup, sparkling.

"Have a drink?"

Rong Yi was not thirsty, so he didn't want to drink, so he climbed up his sleeves and onto his shoulders, looking around.

The man didn't force it, and discussed with him again: "Then I'll put it here, and drink it when you're thirsty."

The man sat down again, reached out for a pen, and began to write on the scroll in front of him.

Rong Yi looked at him in rapt attention—this person wrote with a pen dipped in ink, as if cutting with a knife and an axe. The color of starlight was deeply embedded in the bamboo slips, emitting the light of flowing clouds and stars.

He didn't know what he was writing. After reading it for a while, he felt a little tired, so he rolled up on his shoulders, leaned against his neck, and stuck to him tightly.

The warm and soft fluff is attached to the skin, and you can still feel the breath of this small hair ball, one deep and one shallow.Extraordinarily cute, extraordinarily fragile, people dare not be alarmed.

The person in front of him froze slightly, then lowered his head.

There was the sound of the scroll turning for a while, and Rong Yi felt him reach out and touch him lightly: "I found you."

Rong Yi: "?"

"Ming Xing. No wonder you found this place." The man turned to a certain page of the scroll, "But how did you come here from Brahma Heaven? Huh? Tell me. Little Phoenix who is almost a hundred years old , still can't take form?"

There was some smile in the man's voice.

Rong Yi really didn't know how this person found his identity - fortunately, he was a bird now, and he couldn't see that he was hot all over, so he decided to pretend to be stupid to the end, but continued to raise his head and look at him with his black bean eyes with him.

No matter how you ask, just look at him like this.

Fortunately, the man didn't continue to question him, and he didn't seem to be afraid of his Mingxing identity—this made Rong Yi heave a sigh of relief.

The man put down the scroll in his hand, and continued to write that pile of strange words.

His sleeves were warm, and his body was also warm, and Rong Yi fell asleep unknowingly.

There seemed to be another sunrise and sunset in this area of ​​the world. When Rong Yi woke up, she found that the sky outside had already darkened, revealing the color of dusk, and the hall was shrouded in a peaceful golden yellow.

He went back into the man's sleeve—maybe the man stuffed him in because he was afraid that he would be cold.

He looked up from his cuff and saw that the man was also propping his chin with his hands, as if he was asleep.

He is hungry.

Rong Yi remembered that there was a towering giant tree outside when she came in, so she got out and wanted to fly out to see if she could find a fruit for herself, and bring another fruit for this person,

But just after he flew half a foot, he was caught off guard by a powerful force——

He returned to the man's palm.

The man seemed to regain consciousness at this moment.

He quickly let go of his hand and stroked his fur: "You are hungry. Be good, don't be afraid. Stay here, and I will go out to get fruit for you at dawn."

Rong Yi didn't understand the logical relationship between them, he didn't know why it had to be dawn to get the fruit, but he was very obedient, and he "tweeted" twice.

Unable to eat and not sleepy, he continued to squat on his shoulders.

The man stopped writing and drawing, but took him down again, held him in the palm of his hand, and accompanied him quietly.

Rong Yi was a little suspicious that the man had fallen asleep again, but when he looked up, he could always see the man's green eyes looking down, watching him tenderly.

The dusk subsided, the night gradually rose, and the moonlight penetrated, and he suddenly heard the person in front of him whispering.

"You and I get together because of luck, and we will also leave because of luck. After you leave, it's best not to know anything."

Moonlight, starlight, ink fragrance, a warm sleeve, a pair of slender hands, green eyes, long silver hair, and a lonely breath constitute the whole of this dream.

When I wake up, the past is forgotten.

He was sent out of that palace, beyond those treacherous and gorgeous clouds.He is a sensible little phoenix, knowing that their reunion may have to be postponed for some reason.

He was not in a hurry to go back to find him, he was in a hurry to fly back to Brahma.

The other little phoenixes still gathered there, chirping and discussing about feeding people.

He also flew over, squeezed in, and proudly announced: "I have found my feeder!"

"who is it?"

"I don't know yet, but he is good-looking and powerful, he can..." Xiao Rongyi was halfway through speaking, and suddenly realized that she had forgotten what she wanted to use as an example.

Those gorgeous and gentle memories are rapidly fading in his mind.

"He..." He became more and more anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he forgot. When he saw the weird eyes of the people around him, he became more anxious and a little angry, "Believe me, I found a feeder, he raised me , raised it for a whole day!"

……

Rong Yi was awakened by a sharp pain, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she was lying in the Phoenix Palace, and she was leaning on a warm embrace, with one hand gently pressing on his ribs, sending him true energy. .

His black hair and the long silver hair of the man behind him fell from his shoulders, and when he moved, they became entangled.

"Are you awake?" He heard Rong Qiu's gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, don't move, I'm healing you. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

Rong Yi suddenly didn't know where she was and what she had done.

In a daze, he seemed to be still in the time before going to Jiang Country, he was happily making all the preparations to meet his sweetheart.

He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"If you don't want to talk, you don't have to." Rong Qiu said, "Little Fenghuang, I just saw you crying in a dream. Did you have some kind of nightmare?"

"It's not a nightmare, and I...don't remember it either." Rong Yi's voice was weak, and he tried to recall the dream, but found that he still couldn't remember anything, only remembering that he seemed to be in a dark place and saw a pair of green s eyes.

"Maybe I... am a little sad, so I dreamed of someone I don't want to see again."

Rong Yi's tears came out again, he reached out to wipe them away, and said viciously, "I will never dream of him again in the future. We, Phoenix, never turn back."