The whole world expects me to get a divorce

After watching the movie, Qin You and Wen Yan sat in the garden restaurant and ate snacks.They have similar tastes, both like sweets, and they have a lot in common in this regard.

But Qin You received a call from her vampire sister abroad halfway, so Wen Yan didn't bother her, and concentrated on his share of mint flavored ice cream.

Outside the restaurant is the Swan Lake. There is a black swan among several white swans, but the black swan is not rejected. Instead, it is close to a white swan, rubbing its slender necks against each other.

Wen Yan found it interesting, and wondered whether his family should raise two.

While Qin You was chatting, he reached for something in his mustard bag.This mustard bag looks like a handbag, but inside it contains everything, and the space is bigger than a library.

She stretched out her hand and pulled out one after another, but she couldn't find what she was looking for, so angry, she turned the bag upside down, and rolled out a pile of things.

Fortunately, they have blindfolds around them, and they are not worried that the guests at the next table will find out, but there are too many things poured out, and the table is covered with a clatter.

One of the painting scrolls rolled onto the table like this, and the string on the painting was scattered under the impact, and it unfolded in a snap.

Wen Yan was originally helping Qin You intercept something, but he casually glanced at the portrait, and his gaze froze.

I saw a young fairy in the painting, dressed in white snow, with picturesque eyes, noble and elegant. Behind him is a bamboo forest with thousands of branches and leaves, and the greenness is leisurely.

This is Yan Gui's portrait, almost identical to Wen Yan's face.

Wen Yan: "..."

When he didn't know about Yan Gui before, his life was quite peaceful.

But ever since he knew about Yan Gui, Yan Gui seemed to appear in his life all the time.

What should I say, is this the shadow of the so-called predecessor?

But he complained in his heart, but he couldn't take his eyes off the portrait.

As if he was attracted, a longing rose in his heart involuntarily, and his fingers slowly stroked the eyebrows of the fairy...

And Qin You hasn't noticed yet.

She managed to get the cross that the sister mentioned, and she was talking on the phone: "Oh yes, here I am, do you want it urgently? Then I will find a way to send it back to you later."

And when she hung up the phone, Wen Yan had already been pondering over the scroll for a long time.

Qin You was about to ask Wen Yan what he was looking at, when his eyes fell on the table, he gasped... When did she put Yan Gui's portrait in the mustard bag! !

But it's too late to take it back now.

Her hands scratched in the air for a while with no place to rest, and then she could only shrink back aggrievedly, and slapped her forehead with a palm, wishing she could slap herself to death.

Wen Yan had studied the scroll thoroughly, but he didn't reach out to touch it. He couldn't help but ask Qin You: "This painting is Yan Gui, who painted it?"

Qin You had a bitter face, and regretted his cheapness more and more in his heart, but he had no choice but to answer: "Rong Xiao drew it."

Wen Yan understood.

The first time he saw the portrait, he actually guessed it was Rong Xiao.

"Then when did he meet Rong Xiao?"

"It should be when I was 20 years old." Qin You's voice became softer, humming like a mosquito.

That is not much different from the time when he and Rong Xiao met, Wen Yan thought, and he looked at the fairy king on the picture scroll, although they looked alike, but maybe because of their high position and authority, this Yan Gui looked much more stable than him .

That's right, being honored as a fairy at such a young age, the burden on his shoulders is probably heavier than Mount Tai, so he can't help laughing at will.

Wen Yan couldn't help but asked again: "... Then how old was he when he died?"

Qin You was silent for a moment.

She paused before replying, "24."

He was only 24 years old, so he died young.

Wen Yan felt a little pity for some reason.

If he was allowed to stay in this world for a few more years, he didn't know what it would be like.

Wen Yan didn't ask any more questions.

But he didn't return the scroll to Qin You, instead he took the liberty to ask: "Can you lend me this portrait for a while?"

Qin You: "..."

Qin You was holding the ice cream, neither agreed nor not.

This, this, this, the incumbent asked for the portrait of his predecessor, no matter how it sounds, it sounds like a sign that Rong Xiao's life is in danger.

Even though she would have a fight with Rong Xiao when they met, she couldn't push Rong Xiao into the fire pit like this!

Wen Yan seemed to know what she was thinking, and smiled, "I won't take it back to torment Rong Xiao, I'm just a little curious, take it back and have a look. I'll pay you back the day after tomorrow."

Qin You hesitated again and again, but still agreed.

It's not that she doesn't cherish Yan Gui's old things, but that she feels that with Wen Yan's heart, it's impossible to do anything bad.

The two of them went back after eating the ice cream, Qin You didn't follow Rong Xiao.

After she got home, she couldn't wait to store all the old things about Yan Gui again, for fear of missing anything.

After Rong Xiao lost his memory back then, she was afraid that he would not pay attention to Yan Gui's things, so she took them all over, so now she and Su Meng have the most complete things related to Yan Gui.

But when she put it away, she was a little dazed.

When Yan Gui was the lord of a peak at the beginning, she left quite a lot of relics, including the sachet letter papers that she loved to use in Xunri, and so on, which were all kept by her, and gradually filled the entire storage room.

Now she looks at the old things in this room, unknowingly recalling the old days.

At that time, the mountains and rivers were stable and the years were quiet. She and Su Meng had just made love, and Rong Xiao and Yan Gui had also worshiped heaven and earth in private.The four of them toured the Chunxing Lake in the city together, watching the girls on the bank smiling sweetly, the river lanterns floating on the river, and the peddlers among the tourists, selling chilled fruit wine.

Everything is fine, none of them are separated, let alone life and death.

The movements in Qin You's hands slowed down unknowingly, and there was an indescribable emptiness in his heart.

She thought it was a good thing that Rong Xiao had forgotten.

Since there is no memory, there will be no pain.

Since there will be no pain, you can love Wen Yan wholeheartedly.

She sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the storage room, closed the secret door gently, and sealed up the time of 3000 years ago.

Not far away, in Rong Xiao's house.

Wen Yan sat alone in the study, with the picture scroll spread out in front of him.

After dinner, he hid in the study under the pretext of studying, and added several layers of barriers outside the door to prevent any movement from leaking out.

He has been staring at the picture scroll for half an hour, but he still hasn't made up his mind to reach out and touch it.

This afternoon, Qin You was so busy talking with his friends that he didn't notice that the moment the scroll touched Wen Yan, there was a faint golden mist pouring out of the painting, flowing towards his fingertips uncontrollably.

Wen Yan moved his hand away in shock, out of contact with the scroll, the golden mist slowly disappeared, and the portrait returned to calm.

But just for a moment, Wen Yan also felt a familiar aura coming from the painting, so familiar...as if it belonged to him.

That's why Wen Yan begged Qin You to lend him this portrait.

Wen Yan pressed his temples with a headache, and felt a little tricky for the first time.

He was very sure before that Yan Gui had nothing to do with him, after all Rong Xiao said, that Yan Gui Hunfeiposan did not reincarnate.

But when he touched the picture scroll today, he didn't dare to be so sure.

Because the moment he came into contact with the portrait, he saw some vague memories...

Wen Yan stared at the portrait for a long time, and slowly covered it with his hands in the spirit of early death and early rebirth.

The moment his fingertips touched the portrait, a thin layer of golden mist floated up from the portrait, and slowly, it gathered into Wen Yan's body softly like a stream.

More memories poured into Wen Yan's mind, but they were all just fragments, like pearls scattered all over the ground, which could not be assembled into a complete memory after being forcibly torn off.

But this is enough for Wen Yan to glimpse the love between a man and a demon 3000 years ago.

He leaned back on the chair, his neck leaned back as if he couldn't bear it, and the veins stretched out on his thin white neck.

Those memories seemed to belong to him, and seemed to be separated from him by a layer, flashing before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He saw Rong Xiao.

He saw Rong Xiao kissing him among the flowers, dressed in red like fire, his eyes were brighter than the stars.

He also saw him walking at the Lantern Festival holding his hand and setting down a river lantern with him.

And in the morning light, Rong Xiao helped him comb his long hair with a wooden comb, and kissed the ends of his hair with a smile...

Every bit and every drop is Rong Xiao.

It was the Rong Xiao who was smiling, looking at him tenderly, the Rong Xiao who would wantonly ask him for a kiss.

It was Rong Xiao who was with him as husband and wife, and they would be united forever.

Wen Yan laughed unconsciously.

He wondered if Rong Xiao was very happy at this time, when he was with Yan Gui, he didn't seem to be let down, but was also cherished.

This somewhat comforted him.

But as soon as he thought this way, the river-like fragments of memory flowed to the end.

I don't know what year and what month it is.

It was still the same courtyard where heaven and earth had been worshiped, it was winter again, the vegetation was desolate, and the stars were dim.

And Rong Xiao stood under the tree and looked at him, his eyes were reddish and his expression was gloomy.

He heard Rong Xiao say, "Anyway, to you, the sect and the world are more important than me, so what am I. I can only want you alone, but you will never belong to me alone."

Wen Yan had never heard Rong Xiao's heartbroken voice before, as if he didn't know why he was in this situation, being held in the palm of a human being.

The memory stops here.

Wen Yan fell heavily on the chair, and the portrait suddenly lost its vitality, it was no longer as agile as before, but turned into an ordinary dead thing.

The study was very quiet, only the sound of the clock ticking.

Wen Yan looked up, only to realize that only 10 minutes had passed.

But he seemed to have had a long, long dream.

In the dream he was Yan Gui.

He is not watching a movie, not from the perspective of a bystander, he is actually looking at all this with Yan Gui's eyes, and he is using Yan Gui's body to feel how hard Rong Xiao's arms are holding him.

……

Wen Yan stroked his hair with a headache.

In order to meditate, he just lighted a light aromatherapy in the house, but now the aromatherapy doesn't work anymore, and he is in a state of confusion.

He remembered the dream he had after he first practiced with Rong Xiao.

In that wedding, dragon and phoenix candles, worshiping heaven and earth.

At that time, both he and Rong Xiao thought that he touched Rong Xiao's memory.

But looking back now... is that really Rong Xiao's memory?

Could it be, this is his own memory at all.

It is a remnant of his previous life.

Wen Yan sighed slowly.

Even if he wanted to pretend to be blind again, he had to suspect that he was really the reincarnation of that Yan Gui.

Even if it's not, it's somewhat related.

It's a pity that the memory preserved in this picture scroll is not complete, and he can't fully confirm this guess.

and……

Wen Yan touched it, feeling something was wrong.

Why from these memories, he seems to be the scumbag one?

What did Rong Xiao say, he only has the common people in the world in his heart?

Fuck, if he's really a scumbag than Rong Xiao, how can he occupy the moral high ground after quarreling?

Wen Yan wrinkled his face deeply, thinking that this is not possible.

What is the relationship between Yan Gui's bad deeds and Wen Yan?