Bai Yujing

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"My lord, are you also here to ask Grandpa Gingko to bless you?" The little girl's voice was clear and melodious with her long braids.

"Grandpa Ginkgo?" Mr. Lin Huai looked at the golden ginkgo tree in front of him. It is probably the best time for ginkgo to look good now. The charming yellow leaves have not yet fallen, and they are all hanging on the treetops, like fans opened one after another. .

"Yes," the little girl explained with a smile: "My grandfather said that this ginkgo tree is thousands of years old, so I will call him Grandpa Ginkgo."

Lord Linhuai lowered his head and smiled, stretching out his hand to gently caress the thick trunk of the longevity tree.

It has been 500 years since Bisang protected the longevity vein.

For 500 years, he has witnessed the prosperity and withering of the long-lived body, from all dead to the first leaf growing on the branch.

Whether it's Su Yuan or Xia Ying, Chang Sheng was always waiting for him in the past.

Now, it was finally his turn to wait for a long life.

Changsheng waited for him twice, and both times he waited for the news of his death, Linhuai's fingertips slowly slid across the tree branch.

"Don't bear my grudge," he said, "You must come back alive."

"My lord, are you talking to Grandpa Ginkgo?" the little girl asked curiously.

Lin Huai shook his head, "He's not grandpa, miss." He turned around and squatted down, making his eyes level with the little girl, "He's a very handsome son."

"Handsome son?" The little girl repeated, "Is it the same as you?"

"Yes," Lin Huai smiled, "Same as me, even more handsome and good-looking than me, and he is very kind, and attaches great importance to... the affection between friends."

"Really?" The little girl was surprised: "Then I will go back and tell Grandpa that I can no longer call him Grandpa Gingko, but Brother Ginkgo."

"His name is Changsheng."

"Changsheng?" The little girl said, "Then when can I see Brother Changsheng?"

"He hasn't appeared for 500 years." Linhuai Jun explained: "500 years ago, for a close friend, he went to Baiyujing alone, which is where the gods used to live. Later, something happened in the sky. In a catastrophe, many gods died, and this Young Master Changsheng was also seriously injured."

"Ah?" the little girl said, "Then is he still alive?"

"I think...he should still be alive." Linhuai looked again at the longevity tree covered with red silk. The red silk was fluttering in the wind, mixed among the golden leaves, reflecting the blue sky, and the years were extremely peaceful.

"I've been waiting for him for 500 years. If he doesn't come back, I should be very sad."

Hearing this, the little girl suddenly patted Lin Huai's shoulder lightly, "It's okay, my son, if you are friends, he will definitely come back. Sister Zhang at the blacksmith's house at the head of the village is my best friend. We Every time we make an appointment to go to the market together, she will definitely not miss the appointment, and she will come earlier than the agreed time."

Linhuai smiled and nodded, "It would be great if he could come earlier than the agreed date."

"Then I'm here ahead of time. What does Lin Huai-jun want me to do?" A familiar voice that he hadn't heard in 500 years suddenly sounded. Lin Huai looked over in disbelief. Go to a yellow leaf on your body.

Linhuai's expression froze on his face, for a moment he didn't know whether to smile or to make another look.

"Longevity..."

In the end, there was only a low call.

"Brother Changsheng!" The little girl glanced at Lin Huai, then at the man who came to visit suddenly, "You are Brother Changsheng, aren't you?" She ran forward and jumped a few steps, holding Changsheng's hand without hesitation, Urgently dragging him towards Lin Huai, "Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time, but you are finally here."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Chang Sheng suddenly raised his hand and hugged Lin Huai into his arms.

Lin Huai's eyes widened in shock, as if he was about to slap Chang Sheng away, the little girl suddenly covered her eyes, "Master, you are shy!" After she finished speaking, she let go of her hands, and clapped her hands joyfully on the spot, as if it was the relationship between her and her Zhang Sheng. The sisters at home just met each other.

"Okay," she said, "Since the young master is waiting for you, I'll go back."

"Wait," Chang Sheng suddenly called out to him, and a ginkgo leaf emerged from his hand. The ginkgo leaf stretched between his hands and turned into a golden hairpin. He inserted the golden hairpin between the little girl's temples. , said to her: "Today's affairs must be kept secret."

"I know," the little girl is at the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, her eyes are rolling, "I know that you are all gods, I won't say it."

She took off the golden hairpin from her head, "Thank you for the gift, but I want to give it to sister Zhang, is that okay?"

"Of course," Changsheng smiled, and conjured up another identical hairpin for her, "You each have one, okay?"

"En!" The little girl thanked him with two golden hairpins, and ran away quickly. Lin Huai watched him coax the child with a smile in his eyes.

"What are you laughing at, sir?" Chang Sheng asked.

"I just remembered that when you were young, I used to coax you like this."

"Oh?" Chang Sheng said: "Mr. saw me, and he never remembered me in the past, but when he looked at this little girl, he remembered it. It seems that I have come back early." He deliberately walked back, "I still Go hide in a tree."

"Changsheng!" Lin Huai called out to him angrily, "You are thousands of years old, why are you still so childish, and still angry with a child."

"What's wrong with my child?" Chang Sheng said, "I agreed to pick me up alone, but I brought a child with me."

Knowing that he couldn't reason with him, Changsheng smiled and sighed, and pulled him into his arms. Changsheng leaned on him and let him hug him for a long time, his arms were almost sore, so he grudgingly hummed twice. It means that his hair has finally been straightened.

Lin Huai raised his eyes and glanced at him, the person in front of him was already much taller than him, and he didn't know why he had such a big temper.

"Let's go, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is hosting a banquet with Lord Qingai, waiting for you, Lord Changsheng?" He coaxed.

"No." Changsheng ignored him.

Lin Huai lowered his head and smiled, and gently took Chang Sheng's hand. The latter was startled, and looked at the overlapping hands of the two as if in disbelief, and then at Lin Huai with a natural expression.

"Don't call me Mr. from now on." Lin Huai said.

"What's that called?" Chang Sheng asked, "Lord Linhuai, my lord, the Major General... or..."

"Longevity," Lin Huai suddenly tilted his head, his eyes filled with longevity, he coughed twice, brushed off the unnaturalness on his face, and said calmly, "How about calling me your husband?"

After the words fell, Chang Sheng immediately froze in place, and the hand holding Lin Huai was also extremely stiff. He looked at Lin Huai in disbelief, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and approached Linhuai, kissing his lips.

"Sir..." She said coquettishly, with endless lingering.

And the bluffing Mr. Linhuai finally blushed, revealing real but gentle embarrassment.