White Mirror Evening

"What are you doing with me?" I asked the two people sitting across from me as I downed a sip of spirits in an unrefined manner.

Just now I called them over, I wanted to ask them why, but I didn't expect these two people to be as boring as a gourd, silent and very boring.

"It's not dumb, what can't be said?" I was a little impatient.

The man in blue sitting across from him finally said: "My name is Xianqing, and the person next to me is my senior brother Chu Jiang. We are both disciples of Immortal Kunyu on Nanying Mountain. We came here this time to get The treasure of Shuoyue Kingdom, return the fan."

Shuoyue Kingdom?

Isn't that the country I used to be in?

The young man beside me noticed my doubts, and said softly: "This is Shuoyue Kingdom, Jingwan, we have been wandering here for so long, and you don't know?"

I haven't been out of the city gate for ten years, and even in the past, I only went out occasionally to have a stroll, taste the food outside, and taste the fine wine outside. As for where I am, I never cared.

The young man named Xianqing listened to our conversation and said with a smile: "As the lord of the Immortal City, you rarely step out of the city gate. It's normal if you don't know this. As you think, the current area There is indeed some connection between this place and your home country, but the royal family here has nothing to do with you, the only thing that can be connected is the King Returning Fan."

The name of the Lord of the Immortal City is quite famous, and he is the disciple of the Immortal Lord, so it is not surprising that he knows me, but he should not know my past stories.I don't like that part of the past, so I tried my best to hide it. The time has passed too long, and those who knew that part of the story died early, so how did he know it?

"The Huanjun fan belonged to your mother. After your mother died, it went into the hands of the Bai family. Afterwards, all the members of the Bai family died in the fire. After thousands of years, the fan finally fell into the hands of the Xue family."

Suppressing the ups and downs of my emotions, I need to get something more useful: "Why do you know what happened to me in the past?"

Xianqing replied: "A friend told me that 20 years ago, and he asked me to help him find the fan and restore the memory of his previous life."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he said this, his eyes seemed to stay on the young man next to me for a moment.

My thoughts were entangled, and I swallowed another sip of strong wine, and my body warmed up.

Drinking in winter is my favorite thing to do, but now, no matter how strong the wine is, it can't arouse my interest.

Who would be the person who told him those stories, even if he was reincarnated, he would use the Huanjun Fan to restore the memory of his previous life, who would be so persistent and terrifying.

I vaguely had an answer in my heart, and the shadow of that person was also indistinct, as if separated by a misty white mist.Too long a time cannot separate his contact with me, he will always come back to me.

With the hatred of the previous life.

Only that person, I don't know how to face it.

"He said he couldn't let you live alone in the desolate dead city."

When I walked out of the restaurant, I was still thinking about this sentence.

That figure became more and more clear, it was not Xue Dai.An inconspicuous face, every move has a cold aura, those eyes rarely smile, but the emotions in them are never hidden, if you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, clean and honest.

So he is not Xue Dai.

When Xue Dai was young, he was rarely honest with me.

It's a pity I couldn't see through it at that time.

"Jingwan, do you want to help them find the Jun fan?" The young man held an umbrella for me, frowned and said, "From their tone, that fan is not very easy to find, it might be dangerous, let's not take that risk. "

"It's just a few mortals, what can they do to me, if you are afraid, just leave."

I have always been impatient with people, and my moods and anger become quicker. Only this person in front of me is willing to stay by my side and endure my not-so-gentle temperament.

Right now, he still didn't show any sign of anger, but just walked beside him silently, with his head slightly lowered.

This actually made me regret my words just now.

However, before I could say anything, the young man raised his head again, smiling with crooked brows and eyes: "I won't leave, but don't think my clumsy hands are dragging you down."

always like this.

I held his hand, my ears turned red unnaturally in his warm grip, but I didn't want to let go of his hand.Holding him, walking in the swaying and falling snow in winter, his heat is transmitted to my heart through the palm of my hand, which is more warm and beautiful than fine wine.

I don't know if it was because of the drunkenness just now, I looked at his side face: "Would you like to stay with me forever, like now, walking in the snow, in return, I will give you a long life."

"Even if I don't give anything in return, I don't want to leave." He murmured, "How many times have I said before that I will always be with you, but you always talk about other things lightly, to hear this sentence, I am very happy."

The roots of my ears were no longer hot, I lowered my head, there was no snow on the ground, and the snowflakes just turned into a puddle of muddy rainwater.My clothes are stained with mud, which is not very pleasant, but now I just can't stop the corners of my lips, as if those muddy shapes are cute and lovable.

"I'm happy too."

In fact, I was a little helpless to myself. I was still thinking about Bai Jingyan, thinking about the unbearable past, and I was depressed. Now, in a few words, the smile returned to the corner of my mouth. Everything is beautiful.

Just because of the young man in front of him.

In any case, the people in front of you and what is happening now are always more vivid than those gray and faded past stories of old people.

There was a soft touch on my lips, I blinked and saw the face of the young man very close.The paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the fine snow fell on his hair and clothes, turning into crystal clear snow, and then new snowflakes fell.

He closed his eyes, looking extremely focused.

Just sticking the lips together is also fascinating.

The snow was still falling, but it was getting heavier. I picked up the umbrella, shook off a little white snow accumulated inside the paper umbrella, and put it over the heads of the two of them again.

Going to see Xue Jue's poor elder brother, fetching the Jun fan along the way, it's easy to say, but just fetching two words, I don't know what I will face.

Although it is my mother's fan, it is a monster after all. After so many years, it is always in the hands of mortals. Who knows if it will be taken back by me obediently.

But even so, I still want to get it back.

After taking back the fan and handing it over to Xianqing, Bai Jingyan will appear in front of me again.He is someone I can't escape. I felt guilty towards him in my previous life, and he came to me with resentment, so I need to do my best to eliminate his resentment.

If you do something wrong, you must make up for it.

As for the young man beside me, if he still wants to talk to me in the future, I will naturally not let go.

However, when he regained his memory and understood what a vicious monster I was and how I stabbed a sharp blade into his chest, how could he continue to like me.

At that time, he was Bai Jingyan, and he was no longer the young man in front of me who only wanted to make me happy.

Bai Jingyan doesn't need to put Xue Dai's skin on his shoulders, there are too many mistakes and omissions in this self-deceiving conclusion.

Hatred prompted him to reincarnate in the form of Xue Dai, and prompted him to come to see me in the undead city. The current liking is probably just for my future pain, dragging people from the dream to hell suddenly, this is his revenge.

This is the correct conclusion.

It seems that it is not so difficult to accept the things that were buried in the heart before and dare not admit.

At least, I can still feel the warmth and kindness of the young people beside me.

The author has something to say: In fact, Bai Jingwan's current conclusion is completely wrong, and Bai Jingyan didn't intend to take revenge on him at all.