The fluttering clothes will eventually turn into dust. Yan Xiaolan in the dance is like a fox demon who has been deeply in love with Shangguan Wudao for thousands of years, a thousand years of love, and a thousand years of loneliness. In those countless long nights, Shangguan Wudao
How could she not know that her red makeup was touched up for him? In this rolling world, she and Shangguan Wudao met. Although it was short-lived, less than a month, Shangguan Wudao had always known that since Yan Xiaolan
After peeking into the secrets inside his little wooden box, the love between them grew day by day.
A fox that has been waiting for thousands of years, has been waiting for thousands of years, and has been helpless for thousands of years. Shangguan Wudao knew that Yan Xiaolan had not lived a happy life before, so he wrote and performed this strange song with endless sadness, sadness, pain and helplessness.
"Sorrowful White Fox". It's a pity that the sky has no eyes and Bodhi is always there, but he can no longer be her husband. In this farewell, Shangguan Wudao not only has to say goodbye to himself in the past year, but also has to say goodbye to himself in the past year.
I say goodbye to this cute and silly person dancing in front of me for a while, and I don’t know how long this goodbye will last.
Deep in love, Shangguan Wudao seemed to see Yan Xiaolan dancing for him with the beauty of her life. His heart was very painful, but his reason reminded him all the time that he must not cry.
At this time, he confided in Yan Xiaolan. The words they pledged to each other, unforgettable, fell into Shangguan Wudao's heart like a lead ball, making him more and more uncomfortable. After losing his memory, he and Yan Xiaolan will be together for a long time.
, strangers have different paths. Whether he and she can reunite in this life and love each other as before depends on fate.
"If life is just like the first time we met and there is no follow-up, then won't I feel sad? When spring comes and spring comes, morning and night, I will still want you to be my fox in the next life and the next life, and I will only want you to be my fox in all my life."
With Shangguan Wudao murmuring in a low voice, Yan Xiaolan finally finished dancing to the song "Sorrowful White Fox". She walked up to Shangguan Wudao and gently wiped away the stains that even he himself didn't know about.
When did the tears flow?
"Every time after this dance, there are always people who can't help but cry. If possible, I really don't want to dance this dance again." Yan Xiaolan said, "Zhutou, I always feel that you are going to leave me. Just now
While dancing, this feeling became more and more intense. You promise me not to leave me, okay?"
"Haha, silly girl, how could I leave you? No, I definitely won't. Even if I leave temporarily, I will come back eventually." Shangguan Wudao's throat was clogged, and every word he spoke, he felt like
The heart is bleeding.
"Okay, I have also decided that even if you really leave me one day, I will stay there and wait for you to come back. As long as you still remember me, I will marry you when I am twenty-five years old.
I will be your white fox for the rest of your life." Yan Xiaolan hugged Shangguan Wudao, already sobbing.
"Do you also know the story of the white fox's thousand-year bitter love?" Shangguan Wudao used his warm lips to kiss the tears on Yan Xiaolan's cheek and asked. At this moment, he was not half as domineering and cold as usual.
"Well, this "Worry White Fox" is based on the story of the white fox's thousand-year love. I was only fourteen years old at that time, and I only vaguely knew some touching stories about the life and death love between men and women. Every time I heard someone tell
When I read the story of the white fox, I couldn't help crying. At that time, there were always people laughing at me for being so stupid. In fact, I know that when they laughed at me for being stupid, they were laughing at themselves for being stupid. Now, when I dance this dance again, I can no longer find it.
It's the same feeling as before. However, I seem to like this feeling better now, which makes people want to cry and is so moved." At the end of Yan Xiaolan's words, she suppressed the depression in her chest, took a breath, and let go
He held Shangguan Wudao's hand.
Next, there was another period of silence, deathly silence.
After a while, at the end of their gaze, Father Sun climbed up another step, almost parallel to where the two were standing. Seeing this, Yan Xiaolan felt like a fan seeing his favorite
The singer cheered like a star: "Look, the sun is already parallel to where we are standing. Pig head, pig head, pig head, hurry up and make a wish."
After saying that, Yan Xiaolan really faced the direction of the rising sun, clasped her hands together, and made her wish very devoutly. Seeing Yan Xiaolan's serious look, Shangguan Wudao couldn't help but cooperate.
, I muttered silently in my heart.
"I hope that the silly girl around me can live happily every day. I hope that I can still remember this past event in the future. I hope that she and I will never forget each other."
These are Shangguan Wudao's three very simple wishes. From these three wishes, it is not difficult to see that he is really in love with Yan Xiaolan, a girl who looks soft, weak, stupid and adorable.
After making their wish, the two of them quietly bathed in the sunshine and enjoyed the sensory stimulation brought by nature. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that they left the skyscraper cliff step by step.
This morning, this morning with Shangguan Wudao accompanying me to watch the sunrise, is destined to become the most precious memory in Yan Xiaolan's mind, so that many years later, she can still recall it clearly. Memory, sometimes because
It's so clear that it drives people crazy and makes people's hearts hurt like knives.
When Yan Xiaolan and Shangguan Wudao returned to the Golden Summit of Emei, it was just time for the monks to have their morning classes. Listening to the powerful Sanskrit singing of many monks, Yan Xiaolan suddenly felt clear in her heart. She was so worried.
They all drifted away into the sky.
No matter what happens in the future, what will happen to herself and Shangguan Wudao? Yan Xiaolan decides to live strong, for herself and for those who love her silently.
Maybe, girls are born with a sixth sense, and it is very accurate. Yan Xiaolan has already vaguely felt what will happen next between her and Shangguan Wudao. But what will happen, she is now
She doesn't know yet, she just has a bad premonition.
Sure enough, in the afternoon of that day, Yan Xiaolan had a bad premonition. When she woke up naturally from sleep and instinctively walked to Shangguan Wudao's Zen room, it seemed empty. Except for a message on the bedside table, there was nothing else.
Nothing.
"Silly girl, Zhutou is gone. Zhutou has to do something very important now. I see you sleeping soundly and I don't want to disturb you. By the way, Master Zhiguang has promised me to accept you as my disciple. You will be fine in the future.
Learn martial arts with him, don't be lazy,,,I will come to pick you up the mountain again next season when the leaves are falling, wait for me,,,um, you are not allowed to go down the mountain privately during this period, your uncle and Yan's Enterprise, I will send
Don't worry, I'll take good care of you. If you don't obey me, be careful to hit me when we meet again, you little pup. Uh, that's it - Shangguan Wudaobi."
Looking at the message in her hand, Yan Xiaolan felt that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. At this time, Shangguan Wudao was lurking in the busy city of Chengdu, dispatching troops and generals to eradicate the Tang Sect in one fell swoop.
In the sky, the sun gradually sets in the west, and blood mist begins to cover the sky!