The snow was falling heavily, and a pair of round naked feet walked on the white snow that covered her ankles.
Her body was also naked, walking, looking up, looking at the snowflakes falling one after another in the sky, falling on her white and tight skin, slowly melting on the warm skin, and flowing down her skin.
flow.
Her eyes, without any aggression, were as pure as a newborn baby's, full of curiosity about everything in the world.
She stretched out her hands, holding the falling snow, and looked at the snow melting slowly in her palms. She was thinking about something and remembering something.
The man she saw during the day was like a key, thrust into her dusty lock cylinder.
Just behind a door, something seems to be hidden.
"After becoming the Great Luo Jinxian, all the dusty past lives should fall into your eyes, all future lives will end in the present, and all past lives will overlap in front of your eyes.
But...what about my previous life?"
She is confused about her past life.
It was as if she had never existed, as clean as if she had only lived this life.
Although the chance of this is pitifully small,
But she also once thought that she might be different, a soul that came for the first time.
However, now she seems to have found the key.
She didn't know that man and had never seen him before, but the strong sense of familiarity and closeness she felt when she saw that man couldn't be for no reason.
"Why do I feel so close to him? Like my closest relative! This feeling becomes more and more real with the passage of time. That face has been lingering, but why do I even remember fragments of it?
Why don't you get up?
And this..."
She squatted down and sat on the thick snow, looking at the blue butterfly hairpin in her hand.
The butterfly was lifelike, flapping its wings as her fingers trembled, as if it was about to fly away at any moment.
"Since it is the artifact that accompanied me, is it also related to my previous life?"
Thinking like this, she even had a strong impulse to find that man now and ask him if he knew about this hairpin.
Do you know any clues about it?
She really wanted to know her past and what her identity was in her previous life.
The snow in the sky gradually stopped.
In the Palace of Gods and Demons, on a big bed, she gradually woke up from the dream of ice and snow.
She put on a red skirt, and like a ghost, she gracefully left the dimension where the Palace of Gods and Demons was located.
It floated outside the temple and came to the street.
At this time, the lights were dimming and it was almost midnight. The lights on the street were already on, and people were wandering in groups of three or five on the street.
She walked on the street, looking for the man.
Suddenly looking back, the man was accompanying a woman with yellow hair and blue eyes in a dimly lit place.
They sat on the stone steps by the Xihe River and looked at the lanterns still drifting on the river.
And she was like a shadow, a ghost, no one walking around on the street could see her.
She sat on the flower bed by the roadside, frowning and looking at the man quietly.
When I look at him like this, I feel like he is like the newborn sun, driving away the thick fog in my heart.
After a while, when the woman with yellow hair and blue eyes walked away, she stood up and walked over.
"Can I sit here?"
She didn't wait for the other party to answer, but she already sat down next to him.
Zhou Yang turned around and suddenly felt his eyes light up when he saw her.
Such a beautiful woman makes people feel that she should not be ordinary at first sight.
But looking at it with my eyes, I found that this woman did not have a high level of cultivation, she just had the spiritual energy that had just been introduced into her Dantian.
Even Jill can't beat him with such a moral behavior.
"I don't know why, but when I saw you, I felt very familiar, as if I had seen you before."
The girl in a red dress with eyes as bright as stars spoke.
Zhou Yang felt that the other party was chatting with him.
However, when he saw the other party took out a hairpin with a familiar blue butterfly on it, his eyes suddenly froze.
"This blue butterfly is..."
He looked at the girl, his eyes serious and containing a hint of unnoticeable excitement.
The girl's eyes brightened when she saw Zhou Yang's expression.
The other party knows this hairpin!
"This is my companion treasure. I held it in my hand when I was born and have never left it in these years."
She looked at Zhou Yang with burning eyes, trying to find out the origin of Chai Zi from him.
Zhou Yang had already held her hand.
To be precise, he held her hand holding the hairpin.
Zhou Yang is very familiar with the blue butterfly tattooed on Doudou's shoulder. He even remembers clearly what patterns are on the blue butterfly's wings.
The butterfly pattern on the hairpin was exactly the same as in his memory.
So, is the girl in front of me... the reincarnation of Doudou?
Zhou Yang looked at the girl's face carefully——
Although she is very beautiful, she looks different from Doudou.
Butterflies cannot be faked. No one can see the butterfly on Doudou's shoulders except himself and Doudou himself.
Even imaging equipment cannot capture this butterfly.
Therefore, except for myself and Doudou, it is impossible for anyone to make butterflies with exactly the same pattern.
"Can you tell me its origin?"
The girl spoke.
Zhou Yang nodded.
With memories in his eyes, he said softly: "This blue butterfly is my daughter's companion. When I saw my daughter for the first time, it danced beside her.
From then on, it was tattooed on my daughter’s shoulder, at this location..."
Zhou Yang tapped his shoulder.
The girl's eyes widened and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
I, no, in my previous life, was this man’s daughter?
She seemed to have heard something terrible.
However, listening to the words spoken by the man in front of me, there is no trace of falsehood in the sincere feelings.
Her thoughts began to swirl.
The memories of the past life, which were sealed in the fog, seemed to have fragments hidden in the fog. I couldn't see clearly, but the face of the man in front of me seemed to appear vaguely.
"Look, this is what my daughter Doudou looks like."
She watched as he took out a one cubic centimeter cube and projected a three-dimensional holographic image.
In the video, the video of a little girl growing up was playing rapidly.
Watching that girl grow up, she felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if it had happened before her eyes.
