Wen Qian heard the familiar sound of leaves singing, and when she woke up, she found herself leaning on Wu Xuanye's shoulder.
Wu Xuanye was holding a leaf in his hand and playing music. The scene was the same as before.
She felt like she was in a dream, and after waking up from the dream, nothing changed.
They are still in the back mountain of Gu Palace. She is the saint of southern Xinjiang, and he is the saint who protects southern Xinjiang.
They secretly met each other in the back hill full of wild flowers, and looked at the stars, the moon, the sky and the clouds together.
Accompany each other, there is no deception or use, there is no separation of life and death.
There are still familiar notes in my ears, and the person next to me is still the same person.
"woke up."
When Wu Xuanye's song ended, he lowered his head to meet her gaze, his eyes full of tenderness.
Wen Qian woke up from her dream, feeling a little lost in her heart.
The boy he used to be was already scarred, just like she was haunted by nightmares.
She sat up and said, "I haven't heard you play music for a long time, and it still sounds so good."
Wu Xuanye held the leaf in his hand and asked, "Do you blame me?"
Wen Qian shook her head: "I thought I was the only one who experienced pain in these years, but I never thought that what you experienced was worse than me.
I am sorry for you. Even if the separation that day was not what I wanted, I still hurt you.
Now that we think about our past, it ended before it even began. Those happy memories have long been shrouded in painful nightmares, and we can never go back to the beginning.
But I stubbornly thought that all my regrets would be made up for when I came back.
As everyone knows, Wen Qian has died a long time ago, and Wu Xuanye has also died a long time ago.
I shouldn’t take over Yun Xi’s life, let alone disturb your mind again.”
"Qianqian."
Wu Xuanye looked at her and said seriously: "You are not wrong. I should thank you for giving me a joy and fulfilling my regrets. It is all my heart."
With tears in Wen Qian's eyes, she stretched out her hand to touch Wu Xuanye's eyebrows and said, "I hope you will be happy and worry-free throughout your life."
Wu Xuanye reached out and hugged her into his arms, and the two hugged each other tightly under the tree full of flowers.
It took a long time before he heard Wen Qian's voice slowly dissipate in his ears: "I hope you will take this seriously."
Wu Xuanye buried his head on her shoulder and said in a low voice: "Goodbye, Qianqian."
A gust of wind came, blowing down the velvet flowers like rain.
Wu Xuanye looked down at Shen Yunxi who was sleeping. His fate with Wen Qian began and ended here.
Now, his Qianqian has been reborn, and it's time for him to find his own new life.
Wu Xuanye picked up Shen Yunxi and sent her back to the Witch Temple.
When Chu Liancheng saw him coming back, he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "What's wrong with Yun Xi?"
Wu Xuanye said softly: "Asleep."
Chu Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief, although Xiao Chengyi told him that Wu Xuanye proposed a decisive battle just to awaken Yun Xi.
Even so, he still didn't like this man.
He followed Wu Xuanye to the room and said, "I will take good care of Yun Xi. The Holy Son has been tired for a day, so he should go back and rest."
Wu Xuanye raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Liancheng, for the first time without any retort, turned around and walked out.
When he walked out the door, he saw Xiao Chengyi waiting for him.
He asked: "Is something wrong?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "You really haven't changed."
Wu Xuanye frowned, but didn't want to pay attention to him. He turned around and went to his room.
Xiao Chengyi followed him and said: "I have actually known for a long time that the purpose of your decisive battle with me was to wake up Yun Xi. Now that she is awake, let me guess what you will do next?"
Wu Xuanye stopped and looked back at him: "What will I do?"