The time of Jianxin

Everyone says women are tough.But today Yang Chan understood that the big tiger raised by this family is more difficult to deal with than women.Look, the stubbornness of biting the hem of sister-in-law's clothes is really determined not to give up until the goal is achieved.Looking at the one person and one tiger in front of him who have been making trouble all morning, Yang Chan said helplessly: "If you don't want to, sister-in-law, you can take it with you."

"No way! When did it make me worry when it went to the street? Every time I have to chase after it, and I have to pay compensation to those who let it steal food. This time, I have to deal with it! " Cun Xin said while breaking Nian Gui's tiger mouth.

"But didn't the second brother make you worry less?" Yang Chan muttered while watching Cun Xin who was fighting with Nian Gui.

Cun Xin was staggered by Nian Gui who was biting the hem of her skirt and kept trying to escape, and almost fell down. She pulled the hem of her skirt and said viciously: "If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will lock you out of the door." To be a stone lion for a day?"

Nian Gui tilted his head, looked at her, swayed the long tail behind her to rub against her leg, tapped its forehead, and said: "Don't be obedient to me, if you are really obedient, just let go of your mouth obediently."

Niangui snorted for a while, the voice was soft, as if he lacked confidence, and when Niangui let go and ran away with his tail wagging, Cun Xin saw the few bites on the hem of the skirt that Niangui had bitten out. After making a hole, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fenlong doesn't show his power, you think I'm a dishworm. Third sister, the dinner for Niangui will be halved today!"

That day Cun Xin and Yang Chan wandered outside all afternoon, and they didn't come back until evening. Cun Xin took Niangui's favorite roast chicken to see it, but found that Niangui had gone somewhere to make a fuss. The roast chicken was placed in its cabin, and it went back to the room.It wasn't until two days later that the roast chicken in Niangui's wooden house was still untouched, and she started to panic, dragging Yang Jian all over the streets to look for it.

Niangui disappeared, Cunxin searched the streets and alleys, calling its name over and over again, but still couldn't hear Niangui shaking his tiger's head and humming in response.When Cun Xin found it again, it was already dead, dead in the forest, and shot to the heart by an arrow.She suddenly felt a little chilled, Tiandao still couldn't tolerate these variables, Mu Sheng exchanged her own cultivation for Cun Xin's rebirth, one thing for another, Tiandao would not do anything, but Cun Xin, Tiandao still needs her now, only Nian Gui , It has no use in the way of heaven. In the 1000 years of Cun Xin and Yang Jian in the previous life, there has never been Niangui, so naturally Niangui does not need to appear between her and Yang Jian.

She buried Niangui on the spot, watching the loess spread over its body little by little.Niangui, Niangui, Nianzi Yugui, she thought, Yang Jian will never know the meaning of this name, it has been buried by the yellow sand and rotted in the soil.

Yang Jian hasn't been sleeping very well for the past few days. As long as he closes his eyes, the cold expression of Cun Xin's funeral will appear in front of his eyes, as if a bladed knife cuts his heart. It hurts, but he can't cry out. .He began to have a dream repeatedly, a nightmare. In the dream, he felt the pain of reconciling with Cun Xin for thousands of years;

He woke up from the dream, with heart palpitations, he carefully looked at the bright face of the person next to his pillow, but it was still not enough, not enough to suppress the panic in his heart: "Cun Xin, Cun Xin..."

"Huh?" The ending sound rose slightly, and the voice still had a sleepy nasal sound, which was very pleasant.

He hugged Cun Xin in his arms, put his chin on her head, and said softly: "You are still there, you are still here..."

He told himself that it was just a dream, and nothing happened yet, and everything was still too late, so it was just a dream, and it could only be a dream.

Yang Jian took Cun Xin to the street early the next morning, and Yang Chan told him that when a woman in the world is in a bad mood, her favorite thing to do is go shopping.Cun Xin was indeed a lot more active in the market, look here, look there, and grab the ones you like, no different from a curious child.Cun Xin met Daji on the street. She is no longer young, but her eyes and demeanor still faintly reveal the splendor of the past. They looked at each other and smiled, passed each other, and then drowned in the vast crowd. She is no longer suitable. When she stepped into their world, she didn't ask Daji whether she was worth it or not, because she knew that Daji was the same as her, if she loved and did something, she would not regret or complain.

In the evening, Yang Jian was playing with a blue bead in his hand, and he didn't speak, just looked at Cun Xin.

"Hidden God Bead? Why is it here with you?" Cun Xin hurriedly snatched the bead from Yang Jian's hand, and carefully observed it to confirm whether it was the Hidden God Bead.She clearly remembered that she had given this bead to Daji back then, to cover up her primordial spirit that was inconsistent with ordinary people.

"Why is it here with me? Yang Jian would like to ask, why did the things Yang Jian gave you end up in someone else's hands?" This bead was given to her by Yang Jian Xihai when he snatched the bride. He thought he wouldn't remember it, but he didn't want to. He remembered it so clearly.

"Since it was given to me, what does it have to do with you if I pass it on to someone else?"

"The one who set fire to Lutai is you."

"Yang Jian, what did you do to her?"

"If I want to kill her, I won't let you go that day."

"Cun Xin, I had a dream. I dreamed of our reconciliation; I dreamed of you being imprisoned on the ice platform; I dreamed of your death." His eyes were a little sad, and his dark pupils were bottomless: "It's very real. Dreamland, I know, all of this will come true in the future. Cun Xin, can't we be okay?"

"Yang Jian, you are stupefied, a dream is a dream, how can you take it seriously?" Cun Xin lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Cun Xin, you don't believe me."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

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