white head

The moon shadow is full of buildings, and the moonlight is empty.

A tree of pear blossoms was bent by the moonlight, and the moonlight climbed up Su Ersan's profile along the gaps in the branches.

"elder brother……"

Wrapped in a layer of thin blue clothes, Su Twenty-san spoke quietly after slurring each word.

He stared at Qi Nian's pointed chin for a while, then reached out and brushed the few strands of hair scattered on his forehead.

When his fingers touched his forehead, he couldn't help being taken aback, his fingertips trembled, and he flinched back as if he was electrocuted.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly covered his entire palm.

The body under the thick quilt was as cool as ice, and he couldn't feel even the slightest bit of temperature.

The body and the soul are of the same origin. How many yin qis are there to make an ancient beast look like this?

This rotten and kind brother, what has he endured for the past 1000 years...

"Brother, I'm back, in a few days, you can too, go home..."

With the palm of his hand on Qi Nian's pale face, he rubbed it up and down, and there seemed to be a layer of smile between the words.

"Actually, there may be others..."

Came from behind was Fei Ran's voice.The lowered voice was slightly dry.

"Oh?"

Su Twenty-san took a deep look at him, and when he turned around again, he cut off his words with a questioning tone:

"Oh, Fei Ran, oh no, it should be Immortal Fei Qin, since you approached me, isn't it for this purpose."

"Wouldn't it be too false to still lie now?"

"Although thank you very much for the 1000 years you have persisted for my brother, but the rest, you should leave it to me."

Su Twenty-san slowly got up and walked in front of Fei Ran.He paused when he saw the man's expression.

He let out a long sigh, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a playful look.

Like Qi Nian in a dream, she patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"nothing."

"It's okay, he'll be back soon."

Fei Ran's heart trembled, and she raised her head in a daze.

Su Twenty-san looked at him, a smile spread from the corners of his mouth, and then quickly blurred:

"Life is supposed to be like this. There are times when it rises, when it sinks, when it prospers, and when it disappears... and sometimes."

"But I have always believed that life will eventually become grand and grand because of determination."

"As long as you are willing to believe."

"So don't worry that he will forget you, and don't feel guilty about me. There are already too many things in this life that are worth cherishing and remembering."

"Is not it?"

Su Ersan looked over with a half-smile, raised his eyes to meet Fei Ran's gaze, watched for a while, and then opened his mouth leisurely.

Fei Ran opened a pair of lacquered eyes, nodded a little helplessly, then shook her head, and said stubbornly:

"Perhaps, there are other ways..."

"Other methods?"

Su Twenty-san chuckled, his expression couldn't tell whether it was annoyed or amused:

"If there were other ways, you wouldn't be in such a hurry to find me back, Fei Ran."

Fei Ran suddenly remembered the place where it all started, Moshang Jinghua, the Su family in Chang'an.

That night, the moonlight was like water, and the night in the thick of spring wiped away the desolation of the past 1000 years one by one.

Young Master Su frowned and opened his mouth, but said:

"Just like Fei Ran, you are my best friend, so whether you are an ordinary businessman, a warlock, or even a monster, I will not leave you because of this."

A firm and sincere promise like an oath can hear such words.How lucky he is.

And the person who said this, in this life, in the next life, or in every life, how many more people will meet?

"If we've had enough chatting...should we go?"

A gentle voice came out without haste, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.The white brocade in light blue clothes stood far away with his arms folded:

"Su Twenty-san, you should go back."

"oh oh."

Su Twenty-san lowered his eyes to think for a while, and the moment he looked up, his eyes flickered:

"It's too cold in the sky, I don't know if I can go back to the human world."

"Uh... the world, as long as you can come back within seven days."

Bai Jin's eyes drifted away, and the questioning eyes drifted and fell on Fei Ran.

Fei Ranmo's eyes gradually dimmed, and his little face that was hesitant to speak was three points confused and seven points sad.

Sad head!Confused ghost ah!It's me who should be sad and confused now, okay?

Young Master Su met his gaze, and the little flame in his stomach started crackling.

He stretched out his hand, like patting Wangcai of his own family, with green fingers, he patted Fei Ran's back twice:

"Take good care of my brother, I'll bring you red bean cake when I come back~"

Almost even spit out the word "good" at the same time!Su Twenty-san's voice shrank, and he was speechless secretly.

It's fake not to feel uncomfortable, but as a real man, serious business is far more important than boring sadness.

And right now, Su Ersan's serious business is to try everything he hasn't eaten, drank, or played in the past ten years, and then go to die without any regrets.

…………

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and Young Master Su suddenly felt an indescribable sadness:

Damn, how old am I? I have experienced this kind of death mood twice!

Besides, it was obviously only half a day, and when he was really sent down to the human world, he was pestered on the street.

That feeling of unreality, why is it that a group of demons danced in my heart?

The wind was too cool and too fast, Su Ersan tightened his clothes, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and that long yawn.

After pulling a passerby and asking for a long time, I finally realized that one day in the sky is one year in the world.

In a blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival of the next year.

It's already... autumn.

We walked through the Golden Gate Street and the Bell and Drum Tower together. This time I will walk alone in the deserted autumn.

Not daring to go home anymore, Su Ersan patted the lapel of his clothes, thought for a moment, then smiled.

Tsk tsk tsk, the ancients said that one good deed every day, the ancients... do not deceive me.

Su Ersan stood under the gold-plated "Yifu" and took a breath of satisfaction.

The faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers, combined with the cool air belonging to this season, gradually becomes stronger at the intersection of dusk and night, wandering unsteadily between the nostrils.

The evening breeze falls, the sunset is peaceful, and it belongs to the fresh air of the world, beautiful and real.

The boy in common clothes didn't know him, he looked up and down suspiciously.

"This little brother, please let me know..."

Before Su Ersan could finish his sentence, he heard hurried footsteps approaching from far to near.

"Su Twenty-three!"

The thick ebony door creaked open, and the King of Qingqiu, dressed in fiery red, appeared in front of the door with anxious brows and eyes.

A little unexpected, but very happy, his eyes quickly wandered back and forth on Su Ersan, and his brows gradually frowned.

"I feel your aura is very close in the room, Su Niansan, the immortal aura in your body is getting stronger and stronger, could it be..."

The rest of the words fell silent.

With a sore nose, Feng Li suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Su Ersan, and rubbed the man's head into his shoulders hard.

The sound of the cloth rubbing the cheeks rubbed against the ear, prolonging the lingering sound, and circling one after another.

"Hey, hey, Fengli..."

Su Ersan's chest felt tight, and he struggled to pull his face out of Fengli's embrace, and took a few steps back, with a deep and shallow smile in his eyes:

"The young master of the Su family was strangled to death by a beauty on his chest..."

"It's not a good way to spread the word about this kind of death..."

"Su Twenty-three!"

Feng Li looked at him not knowing whether to laugh or cry, her heart was trembling with pain.

He snatched up Su Ersan and hugged him desperately again:

"In front of me, don't pretend any more. If you feel uncomfortable, just cry."

There is a layer of water color floating under the eyelashes, and the eyes are a little hazy:

"Su Twenty-san, why are you so stupid."

"Who is stupid!"

The voice of protest came muffled from under the cloth, but after a while, it turned into a suppressed whimper.

"Hey, I just rely on that for a while..."

Feng Li kept silent and stood still.

After the cloth was soaked with tears, it was tightly attached to the shoulders, and the cold tingling seemed to spread all the way to the heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the stone lion in front of the door, and saw a figure in white without any surprise.

Fei Ran carefully hid behind the stone lion, stretched out her hand, and put it carefully on her lips.

Then he shook his head lightly, making a "shh" motion.

His lips opened and closed silently, spelling out the words "thank you".

"Didn't I say that you will repay your kindness, this is Qingqiu's rule."

Feng Li's eyes closed silently, a long sigh was engraved in his heart, and he couldn't release it anymore.

"What's more, it's such a distressed child..."

The author has something to say:

Removed the too hypocritical dialogue between Su Fei and the young couple and the part where San'er cried too hard

I don't know if it will be better, for the fingers

Found the right two favorites, rolling with excitement

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