Under the dim light, her plain clothes were as white as the moonlight. Her water-like skin was slightly flushed under the light. Her graceful figure was indescribably graceful.
The first time I met her, the strange and light fragrance from her body entered my nose, making me want to be intoxicated.
As soon as she appeared, the entire hall immediately became alive. It was cold, dark, and depressing, and all disappeared without a trace at that moment.
Outside the hall, the moonlight is like water, the cool breeze is blowing, and it is very cool; but inside the hall, it is fragrant and warm as spring.
Hanzi was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he was brought back to reality from his memories. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Why not? Since Xiaoer treats me as a friend, it is okay and of course you should call me that."
Yi Xiaoer Yingying came over and said warmly: "Hanzi, can you listen to me tell a story?"
Hanzi nodded: "You tell me, I'm also a good listener."
Yi Xiaoer slowly walked to the door of the hall, raised her head and stared at the night sky. The soft moonlight fell down, sliding over her creamy white jade-like skin, seemingly unable to stay, and sliding down to the ground along her skin. Her
On her face, Hanzi's expression when he saw her in the daytime was reproduced, a touch of longing and a touch of sadness.
"It is better to say it is a dream than a story." Yi Xiaoer said softly, "A dream that has haunted Xiaoer for many years."
When Yi Xiaoer said this, he seemed to be reminiscing and meditating. After a while, he sighed quietly and continued: "Xiao'er didn't even know what year he started having this dream. Lang rides on a white horse.
When I return home, I welcome you at my door; now the evening wind is tired, and I shed tears when I see you."
This passionate poem about a loving and lovesick wife waiting for her husband's return came out of her mouth softly, and a faint trace of lovesickness spread instantly in Hanzi's heart.
Yi Xiaoer softly recounted: "It was an evening when the sun was setting in the west. A young woman in cloth had been standing in front of her hut since noon, looking up at the path ahead. It was a scorching sun.
Like fire, it was raging down from the sky. The young woman did not hold an umbrella or anything to block the sun, so she just stood there.
"One day, two days, three days, I don't know how many days I stood there, always waiting for each other at noon every day, as the sun went down, year after year, day after day. She waited like this every day, her face
The joyful look on her face and the elegant smile were all waiting for her husband to come back. The first time he saw her, she was the happiest.
"I don't know how many years and how many days she has been waiting. Until one day, she finally couldn't bear the torment of lovesickness and waiting, and the pain showed on her face for the first time. At sunset, the night wind blew
Her neatly combed hair was covered with wind, and the wind carried sand and fallen leaves.
"A fallen leaf stuck to her forehead. At that moment, she knew that it was already late autumn. Leaves fell in late autumn and winter was about to begin again. With a slight sigh, she raised her hand to pick up the fallen leaf from her forehead, showing off
At a casual glance, her mind suddenly became dizzy.
"It wasn't because she was sick, or because she saw something terrible, but because she saw a white horse. On top of the white horse, there was a young man in strange clothes with a wicked smile on his face and eyes.
Looking at her who is still far away.
"At that moment, she knew that she had finally waited, waited for her husband, and waited for that naughty smile. However, she did not greet him with the most beautiful smile as she had originally prepared. Because, at that moment,
She cried, she burst into tears, and rushed towards the boy like crazy.
"And the moment the young man saw her, tears were already in his eyes. The two hugged each other tightly and were speechless, with only tears covering their shirts."
A story, a dream, came out from Yi Xiaoer's mouth like poetry and fantasy. When she finished speaking, she was already in tears, and her sadness was so pitiful.
"The man returns home on a white horse, and I greet him at home; now the evening wind is tired, and we see each other in tears." After listening to her story, Hanzi couldn't help but softly recite this simple but deeply touching poem.
I feel that the story and dream told by Yi Xiaoer cannot be expressed more vividly than this poem.
For a moment, he was also crazy.
Being in love till the end of time, is there anything in this world that makes people happier than this?
Yixiaoer was spinning in circles, the tears on her cheeks were not dry, and her beautiful eyes contained endless affection.
I just don't know if she was moved by that dream, or if she was moved by Hanzi.
She didn't say anything, and Hanzi didn't ask. No one wanted to destroy this moment of tranquility, this dream.
It seems that if they say another word, the two people hugging each other in the dream will wake up and destroy their wishes.
The two of them faced each other in silence. I don't know how long it took before Hanzi asked softly: "Xiao'er, is the girl in the dream the same as you? And the boy in the dream is the one you have been waiting for."
That person."
At this moment, his heart was relieved. No matter how much he liked the charming girl in front of him before, no matter how determined he was before, he vowed to marry this girl and make her his wife. At this moment,
He has given up.
He was moved and understood. Sometimes, love does not necessarily require possession. As long as she (he) is happy and she (he) is happy, he may be happier and happier.
"Yes, this dream has been haunting me for so many years. Every full moon night, I will have the same dream. The dream is as real as every plant, tree, dust and leaf in the dream.
I remember it clearly. And the woman in the dream is me." Yi Xiaoer said softly.
"Hanzi, it's very late. I'll ask them to take you back." Yi Xiaoer seemed to be unwilling to mention the man in the dream again. Before Hanzi asked, she said softly.
Hanzi nodded. Although he felt a little disappointed in his heart, he was more moved. He did not wait for Yi Xiaoer because of a dream, nor did he tell her the deepest secret in her heart on the first day they met.
Will come out and share with myself.
He felt that he should respect her. He also believed that in fact, everyone should respect every relationship. Even if it does not last forever, at least at that moment, both parties had loved and sacrificed deeply.
He didn't know how he got back to Dongyun Pavilion. He didn't even pay attention to what the little fairy who guided him looked like.
"Good boy, it's you after all!" As soon as he walked into Dongyun Pavilion, Jin Jiang, Chen Yue and Kuang Chao pounced on him and "captured" him immediately, laughing evilly.
Hanzi was still a little dizzy at this time. Yi Xiaoer's dream moved him, but it also gave him his first taste of the pain of broken love. Seeing the evil behavior of Jin Jiang and others finally brought him back to reality.
