old clock's dream

On the second day of the wedding, when Hong Ying came to the front door at the hour Ye Zhao and Liu Xiyin usually got up, the room was still as quiet as ever after a long time.

She stood in a daze outside the door for a while, then suddenly blushed, looked left and right like a thief, and ran away holding the hem of her skirt.

On the bed in the room hidden in layers of silence, Ye Zhao hugged Liu Xiyin, his head moved slightly, as if he sensed the movement outside the door, and after a while, he completely tilted back to Liu Xiyin's neck, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Tokyo City had a pleasant summer, and when the first sycamore leaves fell, Ye Zhao and Liu Xiyin, who had stayed in the city for several months, finally packed their bags and prepared to leave.

"Okay, don't send it away, let's go back"

Hu Qing and his party sent them from the city to the suburbs. Ye Zhao held Texue with one hand and Liu Xiyin with the other, and said to them with a smile.

"...This farewell, I don't know how long it will take to see you again"

"Don't act like I'm not coming back"

Ye Zhao rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let's go, no more delivery"

With his hands behind his back, Hu Qing watched them turn around, cuddling each other, holding Tread Snow, and stepping on the path where the vegetation began to turn yellow.

A lot of complicated emotions suddenly rose in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what they were all, he just kept staring at the person who was still whispering when he walked away.

Watching them pass through the peach blossoms in Mobei, through the dark wolf smoke, through all the changes in the years, and gradually disappear from his sight.

At this time, a pair of wild geese flying south happened to fly across the sky.