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"Which words are your name? Can you write it down for me to see?" The young Xiao Yiqing lowered his head and picked up a dead branch to write his name on the ground. The tender handwriting made him look down carefully Bai Qingchen thought it was very cute, "Here" raised his delicate face, and handed the dead branch into his hand with his tender little hand, "It's your turn to write."

"Your handwriting is so beautiful!" Xiao Yiqing looked at the boy who was squatting down and writing his name, "Bai-qing-chen, your name also has the word Qing in it, that's great!"

"You and I both have a clear character in our names, so I will never forget you." The young man seemed to be comforting and promising.

"How about this?" Xiao Yiqing rolled his eyes, "I will embroider the word 'dust' on my hairband in the future, and you will embroider the word 'Qing' on yours, okay?"

"Okay." Bai Qingchen seemed to be happy, his black eyes lit up, before he finished speaking, Xiao Yiqing frowned, waved his hand and said, "No, your name also has the word 'Qing' in it, I don't know, I thought you embroidered your own name Woolen cloth!"

Bai Qingchen looked at Xiao Yiqing's frowning with his chin resting on his little hand, showing a trace of reluctance, "Then what do you think should be done?"

"Mm~~~~~" Xiao Yiqing's eyes lit up, "I like crabapple flowers the most, you can embroider them! And" Xiao Yiqing put his arms around his neck sideways, and gave a soft, sweet kiss "crack" A sound fell on the face of the young man in green shirt, "This way you can remember me."

Some sluggish teenagers slowly stroked the place that had just received the soft touch with their hands, and their white ears became pink and hot. Xiao Yichen, who just turned around and told Lin Xiao to embroider the word "dust" on his hairband, didn't see it, but , He doesn't care when he sees it, he is just happy that he has someone who can remember each other, who can accompany his brother every day.

The next day, the young Bai family and his family left the Xiao family under the escort of the head of the Xiao family and several elders. As the sword lifted into the air, he saw a small white figure waving his hands and beating on the square of the front hall, "Brother Qingchen, brother Qingchen, you must remember me!"

Xiao Yiqing, who had been watching from the sidelines, heard ringing in his ears, and that face that was unclear suddenly became clear!All things gradually became clear.

Bai Qingchen, it's Bai Qingchen!No wonder his headband is embroidered with begonia flowers, no wonder he gives himself ice pearls every year, no wonder he protects himself everywhere, no wonder I like his falling star eyes, no wonder he can take out the things in his ring without breaking the spirit seal , no wonder - he can live a new life.It turned out that Bai Qingchen was always by his side, but he forgot!

Brother Qingchen, that's his brother Qingchen!

Under the wisteria trellis in Xiaodongtian, the brows of the white-clothed man who had slept peacefully on the soft couch for a long time suddenly brightened red, and the pattern of manjusha flowers that had been made into flower buds slowly bloomed.

The eyelashes of the person who had slept on the couch for a long time trembled slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.The mist in the beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually dissipated, and the eyes became clear.

Xiao Yiqing looked at the wisteria flower stand above, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Floating life is like a dream, floating life in a dream, a dream in a thousand years, a dream in a thousand years.

Standing up and looking around this small cave, Xiao Yiqing smiled lightly, it is indeed a good place to retire!

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In Qingle Mountain, Ling Xiao and Fanying came out from the front hall and discussed.

"Young Master's birthday is still more than a month away. We should change the curtains in Qinyuan." Ling Xiao said, "At that time, Master Qingchen will be happier when he comes back to live."

"That's right. In the past, it was done after cleaning. It's been seven years, and some of them are too old to be used anymore." Fang Ying said, "I'll go buy some more, let's replace them all."

"Well, that's fine," Ling Xiao said, "Let Zhaoying and Ziye do it, and you can tidy up the room a little bit. I'll go find another lamp stand. There is no place to hang another Dielianhua bamboo bone lamp in the corridor this year." gone."

"That's right," Fang Ying said, "Master Qingchen will bring back a bamboo bone lamp every year."

"Master Qingchen also misses our son," Ling Xiao saw a familiar figure as soon as he stepped into Qinyuan, thinking he was hallucinating, as if he was afraid of breaking the illusion, he said softly, "Master——"

Xiao Yiqing, who was dressed in white, was lying on the soft couch under the peach blossom tree, looking sideways at the seven butterfly and flower bamboo bone lamps in the corridor, smiling softly.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yiqing turned his head to look at Ling Xiao and Fanying who were sluggish at the gate of the courtyard, and said with a chuckle, "I'm back."

"My lord!" Ling Xiao and Fanying said in unison, their voices trembling, full of disbelief and excitement.

"Master! You, why did you come back?!" Fang Ying's voice choked up.

"My lord, why have you disappeared for seven years? Why can't we find you?" Ling Xiao also had red eyes.

Xiao Yiqing was taken aback, seven years?When he came out of Xiaodongtian, he got up to Qingle Mountain with all his strength, wanting to meet his father first, meet his eldest brother, and meet these friends who had given their lives to him, but never thought about time.No wonder when he first entered Qingle Mountain, the clansmen guarding the gate saw him with, um, how should I put it, yes, the expression of seeing a ghost.

"I've been in the secret realm, and I just woke up recently." Xiao Yiqing couldn't believe it, "You said it's been seven years?"

"Yeah, it's been seven years." Ling Xiao looked at the lights on the porch.

"But I see that Qinyuan has been used all the time, I thought—" Xiao Yiqing said.

"Master, it's Mr. Qingchen, and he will live here for three months every year," Fang Ying wiped her tears and said.

"Bai Qingchen, he—" Xiao Yiqing had tears in his eyes.

"Mr. Qingchen, every year on your birthday, I will come to Qingle Mountain to stay for three months." Ling Xiao said, "Look at the lamps under the porch, except for the one he gave you the first time, the other six are He bought it at the Qixi Lantern Festival these years, and said yes, you like it."

"Yiqing!" Xiao Che and Xiao Yifeng, who came from outside Qinyuan after hearing the news, looked excited.

"Daddy! Brother! Sister-in-law!" Xiao Yiqing greeted him.

Xiao Yifeng stepped forward and hugged his younger brother tightly, with tears streaming down his eyes, he complained, "You brat, why haven't you come home for so many years. Let me see—it's still the same, okay, okay! "

"Didn't I come back?" Xiao Yiqing buried his face in his elder brother's shoulder, wiped his tears on Xiao Yifeng's clothes, and said with a smile, "Hey, brother, don't cry anymore, sister-in-law should laugh at you."

"Yiqing, you have suffered all these years." Mu Yan wiped away her tears, "But, you're back, it's good that you're back."

"Yes, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Xiao Che stroked the top of Xiao Yiqing's hair, rejoicing in his heart, "After so many years, my Qing'er is finally back!"

Xiao Yifeng let go of Xiao Yiqing who was wiping tears on his clothes, and scolded with a smile, "You brat, we're all going to die of grief these years, especially Qingchen—"

"Bai Qingchen, how is he -?" Xiao Yiqing raised his head and asked.

"He - he is very miserable, and he is having a bad time." Xiao Yifeng said, "However, when you come back, he will be crazy with joy. Seeing you, he will not suffer anymore."

"Father—" Xiao Yiqing looked at Xiao Che with a little apology in his eyes.

"Silly boy, go!" Xiao Che laughed.

"Thank you dad." Xiao Yiqing gave Xiao Che a hug, and said, "Then I'll go!"