March in spring is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom.
But at Wuhan University, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Countless people come to visit the blooming cherry blossoms every year.
The beautiful lights shine on the blooming cherry blossoms, making the scenery even more beautiful, and there is a constant stream of young couples coming and going.
"What a beauty!"
Zhao Liying, who was wearing a sky blue top, jeans, and an oversized toad mirror that covered her face, was walking along the winding path, surrounded by beautiful scenery of cherry blossoms blooming on both sides. She was stunned for a moment.
After the Chinese New Year, Zhao Liying, who had definitely taken a break, did not go back to work, but chose to recuperate at home for a while.
But it was not good to stay at home all the time. Her friends told her about the beautiful cherry blossoms, so she tried to come and have a look.
Because of her identity, she did not come out during the day, but chose to come alone at night.
As a result, for a while, I felt a little reluctant to leave.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up as a hazy figure appeared in front of her. She was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a sky-blue pebbled horn belt tied around her waist. Her shiny black hair was tied up with a feather crown as white as jade as clouds.
With his tall and straight body, when viewed from behind, he looked like an ancient, troubled young master. Of course, this was only given to Zhao Liying's senses from the other person's back.
The aura of Chuchen made Zhao Liying dare not look at the other person's face. She was afraid that the other person's face would destroy her fantasy at the moment.
Not only men have fantasies, sometimes women also have their own fantasies, and they all hope that their future half will be perfect.
As if feeling her burning eyes, the man in the moon-white robe in front turned around gracefully.
"Mo Shang's face is as beautiful as jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"
Suddenly, Zhao Liying could only think of one word to describe the person in front of her.
This is simply a character flying out of an ancient scroll.
"How could such a person exist?"
Zhao Liying suddenly felt a little bit crazy in her heart. In the entertainment industry, she also met many actors who played the role of beautiful young men in ancient times. Those people were also recognized as handsome guys in the entertainment industry.
But at this moment, compared with the person in front of me, there is a big gap, not in appearance, but in temperament.
Those handsome guys or young guys, even though they put on costumes, dress up, and even perform their own performances, they can still show some ancient gentry meanings.
But compared to what she saw before her, this person made her feel as if she had just traveled back from ancient times.
That's right, time travel. What immediately appeared in Zhao Liying's mind was time travel, that kind of incompatible atmosphere.
But then, she suddenly frowned, and the face of the person in front of her looked very familiar to her.
That was the face that she kept in her heart. Over the years, she had always wanted to forget it, but could not forget it. The reason why she had been working so non-stop over the years was because as soon as she stopped, she would think of the face that made her forget.
People who can't.
"It seems that I have been thinking about him recently when I have some free time."
There was a trace of sadness on his face.
"Zhao Xiaodao!"
Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice reached her ears. She was shocked all over, and when she traced the source of the voice, it turned out to be Young Master Yue Baijia in front of her.
"Zhao Xiaodao, what's wrong? You don't recognize me anymore. It's so sad. I didn't expect that you would have forgotten me after not seeing me for five years."
"Oh! I'm so sad."
"Oh my god, my little sister can't come back."
The familiar teasing tone and familiar smile once again entered Zhao Liying's heart, overlapping with the figure that she had never forgotten in her heart.
"you···"
Zhao Liying looked at the sudden change of the handsome young man in white robe in front of her in disbelief.
"What? You don't recognize me now that you've become a big star?"
"Xiao Baimeng?"
A look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on Zhao Liying's face.
Hearing the familiar name, Xiao Ziyu felt relieved. He smiled slightly, nodded, and agreed.
But the next second his expression froze.
"You damn bastard, where have you been all these years? Why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye?"
"Do you know how much I've missed you these past few years?"
Facing the girl who suddenly rushed into his arms, Xiao Ziyu was shocked and didn't know how to release his hands.
In the eternal world, he can kill tens of thousands of divine monks with one palm. In order to return to the earth, he can even make blood sacrifices to countless sects before his eyes.
But at this moment, facing the girl in his arms, he suddenly felt at a loss and seemed to feel uncomfortable all over.
He did not dare to push the girl in his arms away. He felt a bit of dampness and heat in his chest. Hearing the cry of the girl in his arms, Xiao Ziyu felt pain in his heart.
His hands gradually placed on the girl's back, caressing her a few times.
It seemed that he was tired of crying and seemed to have calmed down a lot. He immediately broke away from Xiao Ziyu's hands and took a few steps back. His face suddenly turned unnaturally red.
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
Xiao Ziyu took off Zhao Liying's toad eyes, looked at her with both eyes, and said softly. At this moment, he didn't know what to say.
"you···"
Feeling Xiao Ziyu's movements, Zhao Liying's face turned even redder.
The two stared at each other, as if time had frozen, and the surrounding cherry blossoms were spinning around them in the wind.
A reappearance of the scene as if it were in a painting.
"Are you kidding? You still haven't woken up. I didn't expect that after five years of not seeing each other, your daydreaming disease is still there. Not only is it still there, but it's getting worse."
In a private room of a Jiangnan teahouse, Zhao Liying returned to her original lively appearance. After listening to Xiao Ziyu's explanation, she stepped forward directly, touched the other person's head, and said speechlessly.
"Zhao Xiaodao, you have to do some last-hitting again. I can't believe that after five years of not seeing you, your ability to last-hit becomes even more powerful."
Xiao Ziyu also guessed that the other party would not believe what he said, but he didn't care. He would believe him later if he believed the other party.
"Tell me, where have you been and what have you done in the past few years? Why didn't you contact me? When I went to your school, your classmates said you were missing?"
Zhao Liying gave him a fierce look and said helplessly.
"Everything I said is true, why don't you believe me?" Xiao Ziyu looked like he had nowhere to redress his injustice.
"If you want it to be true, then prove it to me with some facts." Zhao Liying raised her head and looked at Xiao Ziyu with a funny face, as if waiting for his defeat.
"you sure?"
"Of course!"
"Good! Close your eyes!"
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, Xiao Ziyu said softly.
She didn't know what trick Xiao Ziyu wanted to play, so Zhao Liying really closed her eyes. She wanted to see what the other party wanted to do in the end?