Xu Fu

Chen looked at Jin Yuan who got out of bed alone, and said awkwardly, "Bei Li, change my clothes."

Jin Yuan raised his head and looked at Dian Xuechen who was sitting motionless on the bed. The other party's clothes were half-faded, and his messy hair was hanging down lazily, but his face was as cold and arrogant as frost, as if he had made up his mind to serve him.

He shook his head helplessly: "Qing'an is so lazy and willful."

Dian Xuechen's face changed slightly, and he looked at Jin Yuan and said, "Bei Li, who has no memory, will never fall in love with such a worthless Qing'an?"

Jin Yuan took the clothes and sat beside Dian Xuechen, he kissed the other's forehead lightly and said with a smile: "Three points are lazy and seven points are cold, maybe Bei Li loves such a lazy and self-willed, but charming and cute, and even more aloof and arrogant." Qing'an like a lotus."

Dian Xuechen listened to the undisguised love words, turned his head away in embarrassment, and a smile as warm as spring breeze swam across the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, put on your clothes obediently." Jin Yuan carefully put on Dian Xuechen's clothes, and soon a beautiful woman appeared in front of her.

"Let's go." Dian Xuechen coughed lightly and said.

Jin Yuan nodded, and walked out of the room holding Dian Xuechen's hand.

The two came to the beach again. It was a huge cliff boulder crossing the sea, and the most amazing thing was a thousand-year-old dead tree standing on the cliff. Huge canopy of dead branches, almost covering the entire cliff boulders.

Yun Xu wore a gray Confucian shirt and stood beside the stone. He smiled and looked at Dian Xuechen and Jin Yuan who came hand in hand: "You are here, Bei Li, sit down by the tree trunk."

Jin Yuan nodded and walked under the big withered tree, leaning on the trunk and sitting cross-legged.

"Bei Li will fall into a deep sleep after I cast the spell. You have to watch beside him and make sure that no external force disturbs him before he wakes up, otherwise he will never wake up." Yun Xu said seriously.

"How long?" Dian Xuechen blurted out.

"It varies from person to person, it depends on Bei Li himself." Yun Xu explained.

"Don't worry, I'll wake up soon." Jin Yuan blinked and consoled.

"It's okay, I will stay with you until you wake up." Dian Xuechen shook his head and said softly.

"Then let's start." Yun Xu nodded, raised his palm and raised the wind to transport a blue-colored spiritual power to cover Jin Yuan.

As the spiritual power penetrated into the top of Jin Yuan's head, he felt extremely drowsy, and gradually closed his eyes, his body was as heavy as a thousand pounds of steel, and suddenly he was top-heavy and fell into pitch blackness, losing consciousness.

At this time, the dead tree actually emitted a dazzling green light, like a dead tree in spring, and the dead branches grew green leaves little by little. When spring comes, the tree blooms, and the leaves turn from buds to luxuriant, and then turn golden. Floating down, and finally becoming a dead branch, repeating the reincarnation of a tree over and over again, wonderful and gorgeous.

"Qing'an, stay here with Bei Li, you can leave after he wakes up."

"Excuse me." Dian Xuechen said politely.

"Be careful in everything. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time. There will be a period later." Yun Xu took one last look at Jin Yuan, then got up and flew away, coming and going without a trace.

After Yun Xu left, Dian Xuechen laid layers of barriers around here, and he sat cross-legged in front of Jin Yuan, carefully scrutinizing the other's face, calm and peaceful, there was nothing wrong with it.

He let out a long breath, raised his palm and transformed into an exquisite qin and put it on his lap, lightly twirling the silver strings with his slender white fingers, the rhythm of Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu flowing from his fingertips slowly, and the fairy sound lingered in his ears.

He never told Jin Yuan that this piece of music was written for Bei Li alone. The music of the qin records the little thoughts of these hundreds of years, and falling in love with Bei Li III, more than 5000 years is very long, but for him But it is short-lived like a white horse passing by.Perhaps the happy days always pass quickly, but the pain can last thousands of years. I don’t know when it started. Qing’an does not live for herself, but for love. If there is really eternal love, He is willing to give everything in exchange.

The elegant and ancient qin music continued continuously, but Jin Yuan suddenly frowned, and sweat leaked out from his temples, as if he had experienced a bitter battle like purgatory.

Dian Xuechen looked worried, but when he thought of what Yun Xu said, he didn't dare to act rashly. He still played the song of Ning Shen, high mountains, flowing water, sunny spring, and white snow, bit by bit waving away the pain of Jin Yuan. Jin Yuan's eyebrows widened, as if he had passed a hurdle.

Unknowingly, as the day was approaching, the last long and distant melody fell, Dian Xuechen slowly opened his eyes and heard a slight sound of water droplets.

"Bei Li?" Dian Xuechen hastily put away the piano and walked to Jin Yuan's side, the other party's expression was filled with grief, with tears streaming from his closed eyes, as if he had dreamed of such a terrible thing.

Dian Xuechen gently wiped away the hot tears for Jin Yuan, he sat beside Jin Yuan, intertwined fingers with each other and comforted him softly: "Can you hear me, Bei Li? I am here, Yu Shan is here, and Xi'er is also here." , all you see are dreams.”

Jin Yuan seemed to have stretched to the limit, as if the strings of a piano were suddenly stretched and broken, he fell limply on Dian Xuechen's legs, his eyes slowly opened, his eyes were hollow and loose, like a person who has no interest in life , letting the tears flow down from the corners of his eyes.

Dian Xuechen's heart ached, he lightly stroked Jin Yuan's face and tentatively called, "Bei Li?"

Jin Yuan's eyes moved slightly, he turned sideways and buried his face in Dian Xuechen's arms, his arms hugged Dian Xuechen's waist tightly with all his strength, he just remained motionless and did not speak, the whole person was lifeless.

Dian Xuechen caressed Jin Yuan's hair patiently, just like how many years ago he was the head of a division but hugged and coaxed his crying brother who was still in the swaddling baby every day in the room.

Bei Li was born without parents. As an elder brother, taking care of this younger brother is a kind of responsibility or... driven by an unknown love. Now that I think about it... Maybe it was that share that penetrated 5000 After years of love in the previous life, it was his destiny to fall in love with Bei Li.

He has never found a husband for Puli, and he taught him everything about Puli himself. Until Puli grew into a teenager, he did not dare to admit the uncontrollable transcendence in his heart, and he did not dare to accompany Puli every day as before. Beside him, he began to hide and hide.From then on, he found that Bei Li no longer needed his company, and there were always all kinds of beautiful men around him, and he, this elder brother, was just an elder brother.

Going around for hundreds of years until now, he and Bei Li love each other and put aside all worries, just because he knows that Bei Li loves Qing'an very much, just like Qing'an loves Bei Li very much.

"Qing'an..."

Ember Yuan's choking voice came from his arms.

"Are you okay?" Dian Xuechen responded quickly.

Jin Yuan stared at Dian Xuechen intently, with a deep and gloomy expression that had never been seen before, such an expression can only appear after many vicissitudes.He raised his hand to touch Dian Xuechen's face, as if touching the face of thousands of years ago...

"Don't leave me again, I can't bear it." Jin Yuan whispered hoarsely.

"I said that I gave Bei Li my heart, it belongs to Bei Li and it will not change." Dian Xuechen shook his head and said.

"It's my fault, and it always hurts you." Jin Yuan caressed Dian Xuechen's face in distress.

"Don't say these things, I want to go back, I want you to hug me." Dian Xuechen said softly while holding Jin Yuan's hand.

Jin Yuan was stunned, showing a tender smile, he stood up a little shaky, hugged Dian Xuechen in his arms like so many times, and said teasingly: "Qing'an is so clingy."

The familiar evil and stubbornness made Dian Xuechen let go of the big stone in his heart. He put his hands on Jinyuan's neck, raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Don't you want to?"

"I can't ask for it." Jin Yuan kissed Dian Xuechen's side face, and said with a smile.

"Spoof, let's go." Dian Xuechen glared at Jin Yuan and said with an annoyed smile.

"Yes, yes, obey." Jin Yuan pampered Dian Xuechen happily.

"Bei Li, do you remember?" Dian Xuechen tentatively asked softly.

"Ah."

"That……"

"Don't worry." Jin Yuan smiled lightly and kissed Qin Dian Xuechen's forehead, "I am your cup of tea and will not change."

Dian Xuechen smiled knowingly, and leaned firmly on Jin Yuan's shoulder. He didn't want much, but never left him in this life.

The aftertaste of the East China Sea is inexhaustible for thousands of years, and it will never die for thousands of years, just like this love of three lives that started from fate, it is lost and found, cherish and cherish.

Two days later.

There was a flute sound in the hall, Su Ziku and You Ming knew it was Jin Yuan playing the flute as soon as they entered the Changle Hall, as expected, they walked around a corridor and saw Jin Yuan playing the flute standing in the waterside pavilion near the pool, while Dian Xuechen was drinking tea leisurely beside.

"Bei Li, they're here." Dian Xuechen noticed the two people on the other side of the water pavilion and reminded.

"It's so fast." Jin Yuan put down the bamboo flute and said with a smile on his face.

The four looked at each other and sat around the tea table tacitly.

"Youming." Jinyuan suddenly called out. This friend of hundreds of years is actually Nandijiang's greatest enemy—Qi Fengyu. If he didn't recover his memory, even if he knew about it, it would be nothing more than a story. , but now that he has recovered his memory, all the emotions of Nandijiang are deeply rooted in his heart, and the hatred back then was so real that he couldn't bear it.

"What for?" You Ming looked at Jin Yuan suspiciously.

"It's okay, I'm just teasing you." Jin Yuan suddenly returned to his smiling face. Since everyone has forgotten, he doesn't need to dig out this sad history and experience that pain again. enough.

Dian Xuechen naturally knew what Jin Yuan was thinking in his heart, silently poured a cup of tea for Jin Yuan and brought it to Jin Yuan, saying: "Cup of Li, light smoke in the evening, try to see if it is different from before."

"Xi'er is so good." Jin Yuan smiled and took it and savored it carefully.

"In the twilight light, the light smoke dissipates." Dian Xuechen said meaningfully.

Jin Yuan's eyes were dim, and he raised his sleeve to hide it and drank it in one gulp. It was hard for him to forget this indelible period back then.