Fine strands of rain fell on his face, and a bone-chilling chill hit him.

When Leng Xuan woke up from his trance, everything around him fell silent, without a trace of sound.

The raindrops fell between the carved and painted buildings, condensing into transparent beads, like cold, round teardrops. They rolled silently among the branches and leaves of the vegetation and flowers.

The light and wind-drifting mist shrouded this illusory scene, which seemed to be close at hand, yet seemed to be unreachable and far away.

Leng Xuan walked between the pavilions and pavilions, looking at the familiar mountains, rocks, grass and trees in front of her. Her breath and bits and pieces of past stories still vaguely remained here.

But no one was waiting for him, a naughty child, to come home when he was tired from playing.

"I really can never go back, never see you again, I know I was wrong..." Leng Xuan knelt down weakly in this void, "Master, can you let me go home?

”.

If he has experienced the reincarnation of hell and heaven, it is time for him to return to her with perfect merits. Why is he still wandering here alone like an ownerless soul? What can he do to break through the boundary?

Come back to her?

Someone came along the stone steps, holding a silver jade bottle in his hand.

The gorgeous palace dress was embroidered with large blooming roses. She passed lightly in front of Leng Xuan. With her beautiful face and noble temperament, she was still a gorgeous beauty.

"Sister Mei? You are Sister Mei..." Leng Xuan grabbed the sleeve of the beauty in palace clothes in surprise and asked, "Are you still guarding the palace gate here? Do you know where the Lord has gone?".

The beauty kept walking forward and couldn't see his presence at all, and the sleeve he grabbed seemed to be empty.

Leng Xuan stared blankly at his hands, speechless. The fluttering skirt of the beauty in palace attire brushed the branches and leaves of the flower tree, and the water droplets on the leaves did not fall. Is all this he saw still an illusion?

Leng Xuan hesitated for a moment, then quietly followed the beauty as she walked out of the palace gate.

The jade trees are as green as gelatin, the flowers are blooming like clouds all year round, the empty mountains and valleys are as cold as ice, and the clear springs are as gentle as jade. The scenery is full of tranquility and dreamlike beauty.

‘Dream Chasing Cliff’? He finally returned here again.

The beauty in palace clothes arrived at the edge of the cliff and presented the silver jade bottle in her hand to a woman with long hair and a white dress who was planting trees. Although he could only see her back, it was enough to make him fascinated.

"Chen Meng? Master! Lord, I'm back...".

The surroundings were still very quiet, and Leng Xuan could hardly hear his own voice. He seemed to be isolated from that space. He was just an outside observer, he could only see but could never enter.

More than 3,000 years ago, the owner of 'Dream Chasing Cliff' planted an ivy on the edge of the cliff. In order for him to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and obtain the spiritual power of the mountains and the earth, she used her own blood as a source to let him take root.

sprouted.

It was watered every day with the morning dew on the rare trees and flowers in the palace, so this ivy not only continued her life bloodline, but also inherited her persistence and infatuation. She taught him, or passed it on to him.

Yes, how could he give up?

These were all things she had done for him, and she had never let him know about them, but now he saw them with his own eyes through some strange combination of circumstances.

Leng Xuan was at a loss again, and he suddenly felt so sad that he wanted to cry without tears.

The sky was getting dark, and the neon lights in the city lit up the somewhat gloomy night scene.

The endless traffic flowed through the streets and alleys, and the noise and hustle and bustle that could not be concealed by the night seemed to better interpret the feasting and feasting in this world.

Leng Xuan stood by the fountain in the middle of the square, looking at everything in front of him blankly.

He didn't know why he fell from the picturesque fairyland "Dream Chasing Cliff" into this world of mortals. It seemed that he had been involuntarily being thrown around in various scenes.

Yes, he is really tired of this game.

Leng Xuan was a lofty-minded and arrogant person. Even though he was living in the world of mortals, he was not very accustomed to this. He secretly sighed twice and wanted to find a direction to leave. Out of sight, out of mind.

The street is not very long. After turning a few corners, I unexpectedly returned to the fountain.

"It seems that there is a story happening here?" Leng Xuan smiled mockingly. He has always been involuntarily controlled by a mysterious force. It seems that he has no freedom until he achieves his goal.

Let alone leave as you wish.

"The spring grass is as green as silk, the spring mountains are thick with green, and the setting sun outside the mountains is misty in the evening. The pink fragrance is melting, the eyebrows are frowning, and the remaining clouds and light mist are also misty.

The boundless thoughts are endless, and the past has passed for many years. Thousands of miles away, the color of grass is even empty.

If I get half of the spring break, I will be with you when I miss you..."

A soft and gentle singing voice floated over. Although I didn’t know what the lyrics of the song were, the sweet and pure voice of the singer seemed to bring a different kind of elegance and refreshingness to this anxious and noisy urban night.

At the end of the street, a girl in a white dress with long hair flashed past. For just a short moment, it seemed like a bright color from outside the world of mortals lit up this chaotic street.

"Is that...is she?" Leng Xuan followed and chased after her. It turned out that the story happened outside this street.

It seemed that it was not as bad as he had imagined before.

The girl in the white dress was standing under the streetlight on the street, probably waiting for the bus. The light of the streetlight shone on her, and Leng Xuan could see her face clearly, but who was she?

Is it her again? Or does it look a lot like her? Maybe she is an illusion transformed into some kind of spirit, trying to trick him into a trap?

In this seemingly peaceful and illusory scene, there are traps and temptations everywhere. As long as you are not careful or have a greedy and angry thought, you may fall into hell at any time.

The girl in the white dress has been listening to music with headphones on, and has been humming the lyrics to the rhythm.

Judging from her pure and elegant temperament, it seems that she is not transformed by some evildoer. Maybe she is the process of one of the tribulations of the goddess of dreams.

Leng Xuan walked around the bus booth and stood quietly behind the girl. A faint and distant scent of orchid came over her. It was elegant and intoxicating. It was really her!

Leng Xuan couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat. He finally found her, and he did so inadvertently. It seemed that fate was something that could only be met but not sought.

"Oh...Hello! Waiting for the bus?" Leng Xuan smiled stiffly. He had never been alone with a girl before, so it was really difficult for him to want to strike up a conversation with a stranger.

"Huh? You... you're not that one? You seem to be... I should know you..." The girl was stunned for a moment and looked at Leng Xuan incoherently, with a trace of blush on her beautiful cheeks.

Leng Xuan looked at her and was stunned. It seemed that this girl was no stranger to him. Judging from her words and expression, she was very familiar with him. Does this mean that there is destined to be a certain relationship between them?

What about a special connection?

"The pink fragrance is melting, the frowning peak has been gone for many years, thousands of miles away, oh... it should be said to be a 'reunion'!" Leng Xuan couldn't help but smile, she was even more beautiful when she smiled shyly, he liked to see her smile,

It feels very warm and comfortable.

"You also know this poem? You don't...really him?" The girl held Leng Xuan's hand and smiled again in surprise, "It turns out that all this is true, I have finally waited for you.

!".

"Are you waiting for me? Are you...sure you are waiting for me?" Leng Xuan couldn't help but be surprised. The girl's palms were very warm. With his cold and arrogant character, he didn't push her away. He actually liked being in front of her.

This girl.

"Well, I know it's you! You are the ivy. You can do magic and use the ivy leaves to turn into many beautiful gifts..." The girl smiled yearningly again, "Although those are all in dreams.

Only, but meeting you tonight is considered a gift from God to me!”.

Leng Xuan was stunned by her smile. She was really beautiful, almost indistinguishable from Chen Meng. He believed that his intuition was not wrong.

"I have something to say to you. Come with me..." The girl kept holding Leng Xuan's hand and walked towards the street garden not far away. Leng Xuan followed her obediently. He didn't want to go against her wishes.

, he just wanted to see her smile.
Chapter completed!