Immortal love

two years later.

This kind of weather is like the day of the funeral two years ago, with continuous drizzle and a heart-piercing coldness in the air.

Fan Qian stood in front of the tombstone, his hair and coat were covered with rain, even his eyelashes were filled with moisture, and there were small drops of water hanging from the corners of his eyes.But it wasn't a tear, and there never was a tear.

He had promised himself that he would not cry in front of this man.It's not to pretend to be strong, just because I remember this person once said that I hope to see him with a smile forever-although that was many, many years ago.

Fan Qian bent down, put down a box in front of the tombstone, and opened the lid. Inside were two handmade pottery figurines, one was a smiling papaya, and the other was a tomato making a funny face.

These two things were originally made by Fan Qian for his own entertainment, and used as MSN emoticons.The papaya represents Lin Moguan, and the tomato represents Fan Qian himself.

Papaya, a homonym for "Moguan", is also a metaphor for my serious wooden face.Perhaps just to make up for the regrets in his heart, Fan Qian created colorful expressions for Papaya.

As for the tomato, it is a homonym for "Fan Qian", and because Fan Qian's face was always flushed when he was a child, he looked like a big tomato.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lin, it's been so long since I came to see you."

Fan Qian smiled and said, "I had a good time in France, learned a lot, and recently learned how to make pottery. I made these two dolls. Many people said they liked them and even wanted to ask me to buy them. So It seems that maybe in the future I can consider doing pottery to earn some extra money?"

After talking so much, I couldn't get a single word of response.

The smile on his lips gradually faded, he stretched out his hand, and touched the photo on the tombstone with his fingertips.

My heart suddenly throbbed.After being away for two years, I feel much better about myself. With such a long distance, many things seem to fade accordingly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, as soon as he stood here, all those things would be swept back, hitting him like a raging ocean wave, making him unable to breathe.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes, and suddenly heard someone calling him, he turned his head, and saw the second elder of the Lin family walking over, and Mother Lin holding a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her arms, apparently also came here specially to visit the grave.

Fan Qian took a few steps back to get out of the way, and lowered his head: "Uncle, aunt."

The two elders responded, put down the flowers in front of the tombstone, and spread out each flower neatly.Looking at the two bleak figures from behind, Fan Qian felt mixed emotions in his heart.

In his impression, these two have always been typical optimists, they have no pretensions as elders, they are humorous, kind and kind, and he has always respected and liked them very much.However, after going through a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, even these two people look obviously old.

I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry, if it wasn't for him...

Mother Lin saw Fan Qian's expression, as if reading his inner thoughts, she smiled slightly, and held his hand: "Long time no see, Xiao Qian, are you still used to living abroad?"

Fan Qian nodded: "Aunt and Uncle are in good health?"

"Well, it's all good." Mother Lin finished her answer with a smile. She wanted to talk more, and there should have been a lot of things to talk about, but she couldn't get the words out of her throat.

If the time and venue were changed, they would probably still be able to chat as before.But at this moment and here, everything seems so different...

Fan Qian couldn't bear such an atmosphere, and was about to say goodbye when Mama Lin suddenly took out a small oval box from her pocket and put it in his hand: "This is what I saw in the drawer when I was tidying up Moguan's room the other day. Yes, it's...he's going to give you a 25th birthday present."

Fan Qian's heart shook violently, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't utter a word.

Mother Lin shook her head, sighing with emotion: "Although it's a year late, although... maybe Moguan doesn't want me to do this anymore, but I still want to give this to you. Xiaoqian, can you please replace me... Will you keep it safe for him?"

Fan Qian was silent for a long time before nodding with difficulty.Mother Lin smiled gratifiedly, opened her arms and hugged him, and then left with her husband.

Fan Qian stood in a daze for a moment, and the moment he turned to leave, there was a "meow" from behind the tombstone.

Of course, no one heard.

Fan Qian went to the parking lot to pick up the car and drove towards home. He received a call from his sister asking when he would arrive home.After finishing the call, he put the phone back in his pocket, and his fingers inadvertently touched the box he had put in his pocket earlier.

He took out the box again and looked at it carefully.The box is packed neatly and tightly, and you can't see what the inner layer looks like.

Don't know what's in it?He wanted to open it and take a look, but he hesitated inexplicably.

The 25-year-old who has disappeared forever, what kind of birthday gift would he have received from that person...

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and finally put the box back in his pocket.Raising his eyes to look back, the sky and the earth suddenly turned in front of him.

The reason was that a large truck came rushing from the left side of the intersection. In fact, the driver of the truck did not violate the rules. It was Fan Qian who ran the red light.

With a loud "bang", the car was knocked into the air by the huge monster, and flew straight out as if it was going to an impossible distance.

Fan Qian opened his eyes, and his first thought was——Zhenbai.He seemed to have never seen such a white thing, or place.Looking around, everything is white.

He suddenly heard two clear coughs, and he turned his head to look. In the empty space just now, a strange man appeared at some point.

The man was dressed in pure white, had pure white hair, and his skin was very fair, but luckily he was not so white that it blended into the surroundings, otherwise it would have been difficult for Fan Qian to spot him.

"Who are you?" Fan Qian asked.

"You should ask why you are here." The other party replied.

Fan Qian was stunned for a moment, then unconsciously asked, "Why am I here?"

"You are dead." Three words, simple and clear.

Fan Qian was stunned again, and finally, slowly recalled the previous events.

Yes, he had a car accident, very badly, and then... he died.

Is it dead?He didn't even go through the procedure of being sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and he didn't even see the legendary flashback, so he died so simply?

Twitching the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly.No matter what his purpose was, he went to France to hide for the past two years, and this kind of thing happened just after he came back. Is this considered... a trick of luck?

Anyway, since he's dead, then──

"Is this heaven?"

"Have you ever seen an angel without wings?" the man asked back.

"Well, I've never seen an angel with wings either."

"Actually, we've met before."

"Really? When?" Fan Qian frowned, thinking it was unlikely.This person has an outstanding appearance, and his temperament is even more special. If he has met him before, he should not fail to leave an impression on him.

"You probably won't recognize me like this, so what about this?" After finishing speaking, the figure of the man suddenly changed, turning into a cat in an instant, still covered in snow-white.

Fan Qian's eyes widened in astonishment: "Are you..." a cat demon?Cat fairy? !

"Don't care what I am." The white cat said, speaking in human language, the words are correct, "The key is, what can I do for you."

Fan Qian felt inexplicable: "What are you going to do for me? When did I see you?" He used to go to the stray animal rescue station and saw dozens if not hundreds of white cats. Could this be one of them? Only?

"Just two years ago, on the last day," said the white cat.

"The last day?"

"That man's last day."

"that person?two years ago?

Suddenly, Fan Qian gasped, unbelievable, "Are you that cat?"

The white cat nodded in agreement.

"How could you...why are you..." Fan Qian began to speak incoherently.

Being involved with that day, and that person, his brain suddenly became a mess.

"Don't ask too much."

The white cat slowly shook its head, its face is so cute, but its expression is quite old-fashioned, "I wanted to chat with you for a while, but there are some things that are more clearly seen than spoken. Although I can't affect the world too much , but maybe I can do better than that.”

The more Fan Qian listened, the more confused he became: "Are you..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were suddenly covered by a vast expanse of white, hair-like things rushed towards his face endlessly, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't avoid it, so he could only cover his face and shout: "Stop! Who are you and what do you want to do?"

As if from his side, and as if from somewhere, these two words floated——

"Thank you."

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When Fan Qian regained consciousness, his whole body was extremely heavy, and it took a lot of effort to even open his eyelids.

Before I could see anything clearly, I heard a burst of cynicism in my ears: "Finally you're willing to wake up? Huh, but I just fed you some medicine, and it messed up the place and made a fuss. It's really ridiculous... What kind of drama do you want to play in this place?"

"..." What are you talking about?He can't understand.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the sound, he saw a man in his thirties sitting in a chair.

This person looks ordinary and is dressed gorgeously, but also very weird, not like the clothes that people would wear every day, but more like the costumes worn by actors on TV.There was a man standing beside him, dressed more plainly, with a respectful demeanor, who seemed to be serving his servant.

Are these people filming?Where's the camera?

Fan Qian opened his mouth to answer, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound at all.He sat up and tried to get out of bed, but there was a pull on his neck.Turning his head, he saw that there was a rope around his neck, and he was tied to the bedpost.

Crazy──!What the hell is this?

The middle-aged man who looked like a nouveau riche saw his actions and nodded: "Now that you can move around, work hard for me. I don't have the patience to wait any longer." After speaking, he gestured to the servant next to him, who held up his hand. Bring a basin of water and put it on the bed.

"Wash your body quickly, if it's not too dirty, it will be a disappointment to look at."

The man frowned in disgust, and then laughed again, exuding a sinister evil spirit. "However, you can't waste such a good face for nothing."

Fan Qian felt his scalp tingling, and goosebumps popped up continuously, and he had a very bad premonition...

By the way, what exactly is this place?

If possible, he first wanted to clarify this problem, but his dry and hoarse voice was still unbearable, and he still couldn't make a sound. He might need to drink water to moisten his throat.

Speaking of water... He looked down at the washbasin, isn't there ready-made water in it?Although it is not drinking water, drinking a little will not kill you.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to scoop up water, but suddenly froze.

The water surface in the washbasin reflected a face with a strange face shape, strange eyebrows, strange nose bridge, and strange lips...all of them were strange.

This face is not his face at all, but...it really belongs to him.When he stared, that face also stared; when he opened his mouth, that face also opened his mouth.

what on earth is it?Is he dreaming?

Fan Qian pinched his cheeks and gasped in pain, but Meng didn't wake up.how come?Could it be that this is not a dream?But it doesn't make sense at all...

"What are you still dawdling about?"

Seeing his strange behavior, the man urged impatiently, "Hurry up, how long do you want me to wait!"

Wait for you to die!You pig-headed monster! ──If it wasn't for the lack of sound in his throat, Fan Qian must have cursed out loud.

This weird situation had already given him enough headaches, and this guy was still talking about it, which made him even more irritable, and stared at him with angry eyes.

After being stared at by him like this, the man immediately raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to get angry, but then he laughed sinisterly.

"Yo, what a scary look. I see, do you want me to serve you personally to be satisfied? Look at your honor, isn't it just a new product. Hmph, that's fine, I'll serve you first, wait You have to serve me well in a while." As he spoke, he stood up from the chair, and walked over while rolling his sleeves.

The bad premonition in Fan Qian's heart became stronger and stronger, and he stepped back instinctively, but felt the pressure from his neck again.It was only then that he remembered that there was still this ghost thing, and he wanted to untie it, but it was too late, the man came to the bed in a few strides, grabbed his lapel and tore it vigorously.

With a sharp sound, his jacket turned into a few rags, which could no longer serve as a cover.In fact, it wasn't a big deal for a man to show his upper body, but in this situation, Fan Qian felt a sense of humiliation that turned from embarrassment into anger.

He thought, he already guessed what this man wanted to do to him...

Of course this kind of thing cannot be allowed.Struggling hard, but the body he is using now is as bad as his throat, and he doesn't know what damn medicine he was fed before, his whole body is sore and weak.

At this moment, the door opened with a "bang", and a person flew into the door like a sandbag, hit the wall, and fell to the ground again, screaming "Ouch, ouch" and rolling on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and burly man stepped in from the door, and quickly glanced at the scene in the room. The already resolute and stern face suddenly became a bit more stern.However, when his gaze met Fan Qian's, the frost in his eyes instantly melted, revealing guilt and pity.

"Young Master!" He whispered, sounding a little sad.

Fan Qian was puzzled, confused, the man had already strode over, first punched the servant unconscious, and then kicked a certain pig against the wall, the latter vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Finally, she came to the bedside and reached out to touch Fan Qian.

Fan Qian was already full of depression and anger, but looking at this man's fierce and ghostly appearance, there was a scar on his face extending from the corner of his eye to his chin, which made Fan Qian instinctively resist, and avoided the hand without thinking. .

The man's hand was in the air, a shadow flickered between his brows, and then he turned his head to stare at the person he had thrown into the room earlier, the hostility on his face became a little stronger.

"Bastard! I thought you had been with the Tan family for many years and could be trusted, so I entrusted the young master to your temporary care, but you actually threw the young master to such a place?!" Cursing, he stepped towards the man.

The other party shrank into a corner and curled up in a ball, defending in a trembling voice: "Well, that, as the saying goes, the more dangerous the place, the safer... The big Yinyin lives in the city, and the little Yinyin hides in... Uh, Lingbo hides here in Feihualou. Those people from the Jade Sect must never have imagined..."

"You still dare to quibble?!"

The man passed by the table, grabbed the stool, broke off one of the legs, and grabbed the man's cheek, "You made the young master suffer, I want you to pay it back ten times and a hundred times!"

"No, no, no!"

The man burst into tears in fright, "Ling Bo just delivered it a few days ago, today is his first customer, and it hasn't happened yet... nothing happened yet!"

Hearing this, the man turned his head to look at Fan Qian and observed carefully. Although his clothes were messy, there were no abnormal marks on his skin, which meant that he had not been...

So he breathed a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his hand, he pierced the stool leg through the shoulder of the person in his hand. The other person screamed and passed out from the pain on the spot.After that, the man returned to the bed, took off his cloak and put it on Fan Qian's back.

"Sorry, master, I'm late."

The man said in a low voice, "Please rest assured, young master. From now on, Bailiyuan will never hand over the young master to the wrong hands, and never leave the young master's side again."

Up to now, Fan Qian has realized that the situation seems to be different from what he thought before, but the whole situation is still unclear, and he doesn't know how to respond.

Bailiyuan didn't wait for him to respond, he picked him up and went out the door, went outside the building, put him on the horse's back, and rode away.

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On horseback, Fan Qian only felt that his internal organs were about to shift, and he was half dead.Finally, when he entered the forest, Bailiyuan finally stopped his horse.

Bailiyuan got off the horse first, then helped Fan Qian off the horse, and as soon as he stood firm, he half-knelt down in front of him.

"Bailiyuan is weak. When Tanjiazhuang was besieged by Qing Yu Sect thieves, he failed to protect the master in time. This made the young master fall into a poisonous scheme and lose all his internal strength and martial arts. Afterwards, he entrusted someone who was wrong, and almost put the young master in doom..."

The more Bailiyuan said, his brows became tighter, "It's all because of my inappropriate handling, please punish me, young master."

To be honest, Fan Qian is still confused and out of the situation, but he is already trying to adapt, think hard, and accept...

Because he already understood that this was not a dream, so it was time for him to face reality.

For this person named Bailiyuan, the first impression was a bit bad, but it seems that maybe he just has a disgusted and kind face?What's more, this person has been calling him "Master" all the time, and he still acts so respectful...

So, this person is on his side, right?

He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out of his throat.That Bailiyuan lowered his head again, as if he was too ashamed to face him, he simply stretched out his hand and patted that person's shoulder.

Only then did Bailiyuan look up, and saw him pointing to his throat and moving his mouth.Quickly comprehended, he took the water bag from his waist and handed it over.

Fan Qian drank a few sips of water, his throat felt much more comfortable, he cleared his throat, and finally said the first sentence after coming here: "What era is this?"

"What?" Bailiyuan looked confused.

Fan Qian also knows that this kind of question is rather strange, but since he has decided to face the reality, there are some things that he should figure out, right?

Reality, yes... Although this reality is unimaginable, looking at it now, this is the only possibility.

He, or his soul, is in the body of a stranger, and the place where this person lives is obviously not his original world, but another one—time and space?

That's right, just like what he had seen in many literary and artistic works, this kind of thing finally happened to him.

Not only did he come back from the dead and attach himself to someone else, he also traveled through time and space...

Ha, ha, ha, if it were any other time, maybe he could laugh out loud for five minutes, roll around on the ground a few times, and vent his panic, shock, excitement, or any other emotion.

However, from the situation he faced before, it was so nonsensical that he couldn't even vent his emotions.

All this is really unbelievable, but when I think about it, since he can even talk to a white cat after death, what is it now that he travels through time and space to resurrect his soul?

Well, all in all, this is the end of the matter, what he should do and what he can do now is - just take it easy and act according to circumstances.

He recalled what Bailiyuan said just now, and asked tentatively: "You said that Tanjiazhuang was besieged..." The Tanjiazhuang mentioned in the words should be closely related to him, and it is very likely that he is the young master of that village.

"Besieged by the Qingyu Sect..." This so-called Qingyu Sect ran to encircle and suppress a village, and seemed to have killed a lot of people, probably not a good bird.

"why is that?"

Since his current identity is related to that villa, it would be better for him to know more about the people related to the villa, including the enemies.

When Bailiyuan heard him ask such a question, he couldn't help being puzzled, but he still replied: "For the secret of the dragon."

"Secrets of Conglong?" Fan Qian instantly thought of Sunflower Book, Dugu Nine Swords...

"The young master is already the only person in this world who knows where the secret book is."

Bai Liyuan's face was serious, "The secret book is a thing passed down from generation to generation in the Tan family village, and it must not fall into the hands of the thieves of the Qingyu Sect. Before that, I had no choice but to entrust the young master to the Chen family in order to lure the thieves away... It's a pity that now it seems that everyone in the world There is no one you can trust. Young master, Bailiyuan only wishes to protect you with his life. If you are still unable to do so, I implore young master to put your life and safety first. As for the secret book..."

"Give it to someone from Qingyu Sect?" Fan Qian raised his eyebrows.

This person contradicts himself, saying that it is important to keep the secret book, and he also said that saving his life is the most important thing, so if the time comes when he has to make a choice, should he save his life or the secret book?

Having said that, he has no idea what the secret book is, so it must be life-saving first.

It's just that Bailiyuan didn't know about these things of his, and he was still in a dilemma, and finally gave up: "I'm only here to protect the young master. If the young master is here, I will be there, and the secret book will be there."

In an instant, Fan Qian was in a trance.

Brother Lin... a voice unexpectedly sounded in his heart.

Many years ago, he heard the phrase "I will protect you forever", and until the end, he was still protected by this voice.But now, not only things have changed, things have changed, even people have changed.

However, some things seem to never change...

Fan Qian closed his eyes and didn't want to say any more.After calming down, my heart slowly sank, and I felt pain on my face after a while, as if being stabbed by something sharp.

The sore spot was on the right cheekbone, and Fan Qian raised his hand to touch it, only to find that it seemed a little... swollen?

In other words, when he was looking at his current face in the basin, he noticed something on his right cheekbone, which was colored and patterned, which seemed to be a tattoo.

Over there, Bailiyuan saw his movements, noticed something on his face, his expression changed, and he pulled out a dagger from his sleeve.

"Feihualou, Zhuyan Feihua──As long as this is stabbed on the face, others will know it is from Feihualou..."

Bai Liyuan gritted his teeth and said, "It was Bailiyuan who entrusted someone to someone else that caused the young master to suffer such a great humiliation. From now on, the young master must never be belittled and insulted by others, so please allow me to scrape off this engraving for you. "

shave? !Fan Qian was taken aback: "No, no, don't get excited... This one doesn't have to be scraped off. If you don't want to be seen, you can just wear a mask or something to block it?"

"Hide your face?" Baili Yuan frowned, "This is not a long-term solution, so is it possible that the young master will never show his face to others?"

"This..." Fan Qian thought for a while, "Isn't it okay to leave this kind of matter for later? Shouldn't this be the most important thing now?"

Bailiyuan was silent for a while, and finally put the dagger back.Fan Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and rolled his eyes again—how could he have such an unlucky young master and such an impatient follower.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand the shame and engraving.Even if you understand, this is something that belongs to that young master Tan, right?

And he has only occupied this body for less than a few hours, and it is too late to develop the concept of "sharing weal and woe", and he has not even had a sense of everything in this era and this world, so he actually doesn't care about many things.

"I'll go to Feihualou to find the young master. I'm afraid the people of the Qingyu Sect will get the news soon."

Bailiyuan's expression became serious again, "We can't stay outside for a long time, we have to find a place to hide as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he took out a package of things from the bag on the horse's back and opened them layer by layer, "Master, eat some dry food first, and we will continue on our way later."

Having said that, Fan Qian really felt empty in his stomach, took the food from Bailiyuan's hand, and thought while eating - should he just confess his identity to this person?

No, if you say that, you will probably be regarded as a lunatic, right?

Although this person is loyal to the "Young Master", but also because he is too loyal, once he hears such crazy remarks from him, it's fine if he doesn't believe it, but it's even worse if he believes it. Possessed by an evil spirit, and then "slapping" him or something...

What's more, is there any use in talking about this kind of thing?Have it?Not at all.

In this world, no one will understand him.

He sighed, unknowingly finished his dry food, and then lowered his head to check himself. His clothes were torn and his pants were dirty, like vomit.

He still remembered that piglet said earlier that he had been given medicine, and that this dirty body might be caused by the medicine, and that he had made a fuss...

In this way, it might be that young master Tan himself was killed by that medicine, and he returned his soul with the help of his corpse.

There was the sound of water in my ears, and there should be a river nearby.He asked Bailiyuan, "Is there any clean clothes for me to change? I'll go to the river to wash, you wait here."

After getting the clothes, he followed the sound of the water and found a small river.He took off his clothes and walked into the river, cleaned himself up first, and then looked at the face reflected in the water again.

This feeling is very strange, as if wearing a strange mask on his face, but this mask cannot be taken off, whether he likes it or not, he can only wear it from now on.

This face is very young, at most 20 years old, with beautiful features, but the cheeks are thin and the complexion is not good. It seems that it has not slept well for a while.

Combined with the previous encounters, it is conceivable that this person must have had a hard time recently.And according to Bailiyuan, I'm afraid there will be many difficult days to live in the future...

In any case, since he has come to life in this body, he will work hard to live on.

No matter what he will face in the future, he must live strong and replace the person who sacrificed himself to save his life...

His heart throbbed suddenly, and he immediately scooped up the river water and splashed it on his face, gradually calmed down, and then took a few deep breaths of the air here.

Even if the time and place are different, the atmosphere is the same.As long as he still has strength, he will not stop breathing...

When he landed, he saw that the mud was wet, so he picked up a stick and drew two faces on the mud. They had anthropomorphic cartoon faces, one was a tomato and the other was a papaya.

Tomato made an embarrassed and speechless grimace, while Papaya smiled softly and quietly, as if saying: "Little Tomato, you have to work hard to survive, you will be fine, fine...