Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3792 White tea Qinghuan, red bean lovesickness

  Heavy snow, the sun is shining brightly.

  In the depths of the valley, there are households, herbs are blowing in the wind, and the smoke is smelt.

"You're awake!" The little girl's cheerful voice sounded. She was immature, but she was thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a patched gray cloth. After putting down the herbal medicine basket, she looked at the figure on the bamboo and wood bed in surprise. The eyes are clean and clear.

  The man raised his eyes, couldn't see his eyebrows clearly in the sunlight coming through the window, his face was pale and bloodless, and a mole under his eyes added sadness.

   "I picked you up from the shore, you are so badly injured, I don't know what to do if it weren't for the master."

  Her eyes quietly fell on a blood-stained pear tree hairpin on the wooden table, and a red bean rolled down on the side, covered with cracks.

  The little girl noticed what she was looking at, and she softly said embarrassedly: "I think you have been holding this hairpin. It should be important to you, right? It's a pity that it broke."

   "It doesn't matter." Her thin lips moved, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, her voice was hoarse and cold.

  It looked very familiar, as if it had been seen somewhere, a few blurry pictures flashed in confusion, she couldn't see anything, her head felt a sharp pain, she withdrew her gaze, she didn't know where it came from.

  "My name is Xiaoqi, what is your name?"

who is she.

  Where did she come from.

  Why did she fall off the cliff.

   Xiao Qi kept asking her for a long time, but she only said that her name was Ranbai, and she couldn't answer anything else.

  Xiao Qi felt that the seriously injured girl was very strange, but she liked her very much and was reluctant to let her go. Time passed, and the girl who had lost her memory never remembered anything. After she recovered, the person did not leave.

  White tea is refreshing, planting flowers and herbs, nothing else.

  Watch the sunrise and sunset, and watch the quiet valley.

  Four seasons reincarnate, everything has a beginning and an end.

  Ranbai saw the flowers in spring, the waning moon in late autumn, the wind in summer night, the heavy snow in winter, and it was another year going round and round.

During the first heavy snowfall in early winter, she stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake. The cold and fine pieces of snow fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. I wonder if people from far away are showering with snow with her. This life is also counted... …

  She doesn't believe that the world is altogether white.

  Who is far away? Why did she have such a ridiculous idea.

   Her head started to hurt again, and she was at a loss when she thought that the messy pictures in the past would never be true.

Ran Bai stayed alone for a long time, looking at the broken red bean hairpin, sometimes it was an afternoon, sometimes it was a day, quiet like a painting, pale and indifferent, no one knew she was thinking Something.

   Xiao Qi always feels that she has an obsession.

  Red beans are the most loving in spring.

   "What are you waiting for." Xiao Qi asked curiously.

   "Wait for someone." The man thinned his white clothes and made tea calmly.

   "Waiting for whom?" Xiao Qi was at a loss.

   "Forget." The breeze flicked her sleeves, cold and not eating fireworks, in this quiet world, she finally lived like another person, and answered calmly.

  "How can it be possible to wait?" Xiao Qi didn't understand.

   dyed white but stopped talking.

  Later, Xiao Qi always saw Ranbai sitting next to the river under the cliff. She seemed to be looking at another world, her appearance was extremely light, and it made people feel distant, and vaguely felt that she shouldn’t be so.

  She should not be such a person.

   Then what should she look like?

   Xiao Qi didn't understand, she didn't even understand why she thought that way at that moment.

   she asked again.

   "What are you waiting for?"

   "Waiting for the wind."

  Wait for the wind to blow through the two places, winter and spring, the cycle of all stories will begin again.

  　 Ending HE, the general and the emperor have a symbiotic relationship, and the emperor and Gu Jingxian return to the future.

  (End of this chapter)