Throughout the day, Ren Qianqian chatted with the familiar monsters. She originally wanted to look for Zhufeng, but she couldn't see his shadow anywhere, so she gave up. She walked back to the room she was familiar with.
The peach blossoms on the tree in front of the window have bloomed and fallen, and there is still a pile of broken silver in front of the door. No one has touched it, and nothing has changed, as if they knew she would definitely come back.
Holding her hands tightly, Ren Qianqian suddenly felt a little confused. She didn't know whether her return was good or bad.
Although she will leave again soon, this short stay will change too many things. What exactly is she betting on in this huge gamble?
Qingcheng didn't come out all day, and Ren Qianqian didn't look for him either. She fell asleep quietly alone at night.
At ten o'clock in the night, Ren Qianqian heard the distant sound of silk bamboo. Her hearing was very good. Frowning, Ren Qianqian stood up and opened the door. There was a "dong" sound, and a man fell on her shoulder.
Ren Qianqian stretched out her hand to support him: "What are you doing?"
Qingcheng leaned against her and said in a low voice, "I'm a little drunk."
Ren Qianqian was speechless: "My room is too small, I can't tolerate your troubles."
Qingcheng frowned unhappily: "You don't welcome me? Promise me you won't reject me." She said with a smile and went to kiss her.
Ren Qianqian was in no mood tonight, so she stretched out her hand to press his lips that smelled of alcohol and said, "Sleep here for a while, and I'll pour you some sobering water."
Throwing the person on the bed, Ren Qianqian lifted her feet and walked away, but her hand was grabbed suddenly. There was no hint of drunkenness in Qingcheng's red eyes: "Stay with me tonight, I will be gentle."
Ren Qianqian looked down at him, thinking about the possibility that he would be gentle.
Biting her lip and thinking for a while, she probably couldn't take off her clothes. Ren Qianqian sat down and let him push aside her clothes little by little, and kissed her lips gently, as if she was holding a treasure. But this
Such tenderness and holiness always made Ren Qianqian feel that Qingcheng was not looking at her.
Although when he opened his mouth, he called his own name.
He said: "Qianqian, you are so beautiful." "Qianqian, hold me." "Qianqian, you are so warm."
After finishing, Qingcheng did not keep asking for her as before, but turned to her side and fell asleep quietly. Ren Qianqian silently put on her clothes and walked out.
Qingcheng smiled bitterly, turned around and touched her warm breath that had not dissipated on the bed.
It has a light taste, with a faint fragrance, and a temperature as warm as the sun. He likes her body very much and wants to have full love with her, but the words of Wei Yu scare him, and he
She was a little confused, her body was getting closer to dying every time she made love.
She is so soft, blooming like a flower under him. One day she will disappear like this. Thinking of this makes her heart suffocate.
But at this time, someone told him that the Water Lotus Fairy was coming to the world.
That is the woman he has loved for a thousand years. He has been looking at the sky from a distance in the human world, and has been crazy about her existence for a thousand years. She is coming to the human world, and he can finally see her.
So Qianqian... Qianqian...
Closing her eyes, Qingcheng let go of all the chaos and thought selfishly, since Qianqian is dedicated to him, she will definitely be happy for him.
Ren Qianqian was walking on the Chechiju grass blown by the night wind. She missed her little fox, but she couldn't find him. Her little fox should leave here.
"Ren Qianqian." A female voice came. Ren Qianqian looked back and saw that the person coming was Oriole. She blinked in surprise. Ren Qianqian didn't expect Oriole to come to her.
"What's up?"
Oriole took a few steps forward, her eyes were clear, and she had returned to her previous appearance. He looked at her and said firmly: "Because you let me go, I think there are some things that I want you to know. Although it may not mean anything to you.
It’s a good thing, but it’s better to know than to be kept in the dark.”
After Oriole said that, she turned around and left. Ren Qianqian hesitated and followed.
The two of them walked all the way to Qingcheng's house. Ren Qianqian felt a suffocation in her chest, knowing that she was finally going to touch the place she least wanted to touch.
Stopping in front of the door, Oriole turned to look at her: "There is still a chance to stop here. You can live in the dream that the king cares about you."
Ren Qianqian smiled uninhibitedly: "Since you said it was a dream, I would rather live in a nightmare of reality than a false phantom."
Oriole looked at her deeply, with real admiration in his eyes for the first time: "Ren Qianqian, I really admire you and your courage, even though it is stupid."
Ren Qianqian ignored her and walked into the house.
Oriole followed her in and walked to the desk step by step: "The king's memory is not good. For a thousand years, he relied on a painting to support his unchanging thoughts." Opening the secret box from under the desk, Oriole lightly opened the secret box.
He gently took out the painting and said, "For thousands of years, whenever the painting gets old, the king will paint a new one. I don't know why that person's obsession is so heavy. But I know that in the king's heart,
There is no one in this world more important than her."
Handing the scroll to Ren Qianqian, Oriole looked at her seriously: "This person is the person he is chasing, and her goal is to become an immortal."
Ren Qianqian's heart was stabbed hard. She stretched out her hand to take the scroll. Ren Qianqian's black and white eyes looked at Oriole: "Her name is Water Lotus Fairy, right?"
Oriole nodded: "Open it and take a look at you. Once you open it, your dreams will be shattered. My heart was also shattered when I saw this painting for the first time."
A thousand years, has that person been chasing for a thousand years?
Opening the scroll tremblingly, Ren Qianqian wanted to see what this love rival she couldn't shake in any way looked like. Ren Qianqian had long known that this Water Lotus Fairy was probably Qingcheng's love, so she kept telling herself,
No matter how beautiful she looks, don't waver.
Longing for her from afar is no better than spending time together day and night. She is confident and has the confidence to be shaken because he has already begun to waver, right?
However, after opening it, Ren Qianqian felt that maybe she was really ridiculous.
She was shocked and heartbroken to death, because in that painting, the woman did not show her face at all. She was sitting sideways with her head lowered, and there was not even a frontal face.
However, Qingcheng had been in love for a thousand years. What could she compare it to? Ren Qianqian felt that the blood in her body was frozen.