"I searched for thousands of years and finally found a trace of your obsession in the gap of time. Are you okay? Will you still wait for me?" Looking at the palm of my hand, there was a transparent tear drop in it, murmured.
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The memories of the past come one after another, and he never wanted to give up. Over the past year, he has been looking for her every moment. He has been to the extreme north, to the wasteland, to the abyss of the cold current, and through time and space
, crossing time, he was not found at all, but at this moment he finally felt the faint breath.
Even if he had felt it before, it disappeared in a flash. When he found it, he was just a happy moment. But as long as he could feel her existence, he could still not stop his thrilling heart.
He quickly walked towards those small dots. No matter whether he was happy or disappointed or sad again this time, he had to go and see because he did not allow himself to have a trace of regret.
The woman was wearing a purple gauze dress, and the red whip in her hand was constantly waving, raising the dust all over the ground. In front of her, an old man with white beard and white robe stared at the beard with his beard raised and raised.
A woman waving her whip forgot to herself.
It seemed like I was tired of dancing, but I felt something. The woman put away the whip in her hand and turned around. The purple gauze skirt slid through a beautiful curve in the air. She turned around and her beautiful face instantly imprinted into her eyes.
Still a pair of brown eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows are raised high, and a or two tears are hanging on its small nose.
An excited smile appeared beside the red lips. After seeing the visitor, the brown eyes instantly turned into fiery red color. The breath of the whole body was unstoppable and it rendered all the living things around it.
"I've been waiting for you." It's just a simple word, but it expresses that she has never lived for an obsession. Although she has no memory when she is born, her obsession has never changed. Memory is in these
Nian was slowly remembered by her one by one.
She remembered having made an agreement with someone that no matter how long it takes or how difficult it is, she would wait for her in the world, and he would definitely find her.
Nangong Chen looked at the purple-clothed woman's eyebrows and her whole heart seemed to explode. He couldn't even believe his eyes. This time he finally found her. It was no longer an illusion or a mistake, but a truth.
I really found the person who has always lived in my heart and never left.
"I've been looking for you." Looking straight into her eyes, Nangong Chen's tenderness was revealed without hesitation, stretching out his hands, waiting for the woman opposite to him to throw in.
Seeing this, the woman in purple did not hesitate and rushed into the warmest embrace with a quick step. It was her memory, her eternal support, and her destination for life.
"Chen, we finally met. I don't know how long it has been, but I only know that it seems that it has been a long time, and it's so long that my memory slowly fades away. I think I can never see you again."
"It was not until I was reborn in this fantasy continent that did not belong to any time and space that I seemed to have found a hint of support, allowing me to continue to fight with my memory, and in the end I finally won."
The woman in purple who was still called Luo Ying in this life rubbed her in Nangong Chen's arms and breathed the familiar breath.