Who is it, who is calling her name? Don't wake her up, she is so tired and wants to sleep.
"Lu Yao, don't sleep, open your eyes."
No, I can't see anything with my eyes. No scenery can fall into these eyes anymore. If that's the case, why should I open my eyes?
Nothing matters anymore, let me sleep.
"Lu Yao, many beautiful flowers bloom in this season when the city is full of flowers. At night, there will be many, many people dancing to the sound of silk and bamboo. Fireworks will fill the moat, colorful and very beautiful. Lu Yao, I
Can I take you to see it?"
Lu Yao snorted softly.
The city is full of flowers...
I really want to see it. What kind of beautiful scenery is it? She knows very few flowers. In the past thousands of years, the flower she has seen the most is the twin lotus flowers in the pond.
Twin lotus flowers, waiting for one fate all their lives. The lotus flower in the pond does not belong to her, it belongs to Ren Qian, so what is the flower that belongs to her?
And at this time, when she is about to fall into a deep sleep, who will come to find her?
It's not His Highness Qingyou, nor is it Emperor Yaohua. It's a boy's voice, so it's definitely not Ajie.
Somewhat curious, Lu Yao slowly opened his eyes, and saw a pair of beautiful black and white eyes like rubies.
It's very familiar, it's just the arm holding my own, not that child's.
When Qingli saw Lu Yao waking up, he happily helped her up: "Lu Yao, are you awake? I am Qingli, do you recognize me?"
Lu Yao leaned against the trunk of the sleeping hibiscus tree and frowned slightly.
"Little... ghost?"
Qingli nodded: "It's me, but I'm not a kid anymore. According to human age, I'm eighteen years old."
Lu Yao's eyes were a little blurry, "Have I slept for so long?"
"No, I grew up too fast. I grew so big overnight."
Lu Yao looked him up and down and laughed: "He really grew up overnight. Kid, what are you doing here? I can tie up your bad guy, but it's very dangerous for you to come alone."
Qingli was very happy to find her so quickly, but gradually he felt that something was not right.
She seemed very sleepy.
"Lu Yao, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well? Why do you look so sleepy?"
Not only that, but he seemed completely powerless.
Lu Yao raised his eyes to look at him and looked at the face carefully.
She hates demons. Demons are inherently fragile. Demon masters can kill them, and gods can also kill them. They are evil, and some demons increase their spiritual power by eating people's hearts and sucking people's essence.
Compared with noble gods and immortals, demons are really as low-grade as they can get.
She has always hated this kind of thing that shouldn't exist. But at this moment, looking at the young man in front of her, Lu Yao's heart gradually softened.
"I didn't expect that the last person I saw turned out to be a demon."
The blood on Qingli's face gradually faded away.
"The last one... Lu Yao, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Yao smiled and reached out to stroke his black hair: "Qingli, you are the most beautiful monster I have ever seen. I hate monsters, but I don't hate you. I drank the drunken wine of life, dreams and death brought from the sky.
Life is like a dream, life is like a dream, and death is like a dream. The events of more than a thousand years are all like a dream. In the dream, there is my sister, Emperor Yaohua, Qingyou, and me. However, I don’t know that I am a guest in the dream. This dream I had
, in fact, it doesn’t belong to me at all. Now I am tired and just want to sleep. I don’t know when I will wake up next time. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a hundred years from now, or maybe I will sleep for a thousand years.
Qingli, it’s great that I can still talk to you before going to sleep.”
Qingli looked at Lu Yao in shock and shook his head slowly: "It's not true, Lu Yao, don't sleep."
He finally transformed into a young man overnight. He thought that if he only had one night, he would still have time.
Why is it different from what he thought.
Stretching out his hand to take Lu Yao into his arms, Qingli murmured: "Lu Yao, please don't fall asleep, okay? I will take you to see the flower rain in the city, and when autumn comes, I will accompany you to see the mountains."
Red Night. Winter is coming soon. You must have never seen the falling snow and red plum blossoms. I will take you to see it. Whether it is the lonely smoke in the desert or the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River, I will accompany you in every corner of the world.
How about going?"
Lu Yao chuckled: "I really want to see the beautiful scenery in the world. But it's a pity... I have no chance to see the beautiful scenery in good times."
I don’t even know how to see the scenery of the world when I wake up next time.
Looking back on her life, she started liking someone from the very beginning.
I like someone, and then he likes my sister, so she tries hard to forget.
She fell in love with someone again, and then he liked Sister A again, so she tried to forget it again.
She didn't even have time to appreciate the scenery along the way.
Hibiscus flowers kept falling, and the fallen flowers from the huge flower tree buried the two people under the flowers, like a grand flower funeral.
Hugging Lu Yao tightly, Qingli slowly squeezed her hand: "Lu Yao, when you wake up, let's go see those scenery, okay?"
Lu Yao smiled bitterly: "Why bother? Just let me sleep here. You will meet many people in the future, including me."
"No matter how many people I meet, they will never call me Lu Yao. Lu Yao, I will wait for you and remember you."
"How long will it take to remember? How long will it take?"
"I will wait as long as you sleep. However, I am not a patient person. It will take a hundred years at most, a hundred years. If you don't wake up, Lu Yao, I will go to heaven and earth to find you."
How you wake up."
"Idiot, I am the same age as your mother, and I am more than a thousand years older than you."
Qingli nodded, "It doesn't matter, because I like Lu Yao the most in this world."
Lu Yao raised his head slightly, and in his last sight was the handsome figure of a young man with red eyes.
A handsome young man, charming and independent.
The flying flowers gradually rose, and the white hibiscus flowers blew into waves in front of him, and his long black hair brushed her cheek. It was warm and soft.
"It's so beautiful..." she murmured and closed her eyes.
Lu Yao thought that this might be the most beautiful picture she had ever seen in her life.
Such a beautiful picture is enough for her to dream about for a long time. This time, she may not really have to be a passerby in the dream. Her shadow will be reflected in the eyes of the red-eyed boy.
Just sleep like this, don't be afraid even if you fall asleep, she has found the strength to wake up.
The body next to her has fallen asleep, and she is leaning on his shoulder, like a lover.
Qingli raised his head and threw back the tears that had spread. He stretched out his hand to stroke Lu Yao's hair.
"Wake up quickly and don't let me wait too long. Without Lu Yao, I will be lonely."