Three Realms Dating Agency

In the darkness, he heard voices coming from all directions, as if separated by clouds, mountains and seas of mist, he couldn't hear clearly.For a while, I couldn't tell where I was, and I forgot my last name.

Wen Rong scattered the darkness casually, and saw a gazebo near the water, the god in red sat on the stone table on his knees, hesitantly holding the sunspot.The person opposite was shrouded in a cloud of mist.

For a long time, the red-clothed god frowned and casually dropped his hand, causing a chuckle on the other side, and the god showed a dazed expression.

Wen Rong stopped and stared for a moment, the scene quickly dissipated like a cloud, and then condensed into a new scene in the distance - the Qushui is far away, peach trees grow on both sides, and the vermilion gouache is deep and shallow all over the mountain. The wind shakes the flower branches.

The scarlet phoenix fell into the forest, and after a short while, the god in red came out from the depths of the forest, with the residual red all over his shoulders, and was brushed away by him.But I saw him walking forward along the stream, and stopped in front of a man in white.After hesitating for a moment, he took out a fragile seedling.

"Give."

The man in white turned his head and said pleasantly, "Chang Tao."

The ears of the red-clothed god flew red, "For you."

The white-clothed man suddenly reached out his hand, and the red-clothed god burned his body like a raging fire, holding his breath. The white-clothed man twisted the opening on the red robe, and laughed: "This is again... that's all, I'll sew it up for you."

The man in white brushed past the gap in the red dress, and a phoenix embroidered with gold thread was hovering on the shoulder of the god in red.

Wen Rong was startled - isn't this red dress the same one that Lu Huaiqing wore when she revealed her real body?He raised his eyes suddenly, and white mist ignited everywhere in the darkness, and each cloud contained different scenes.

Wen Rong lowered her eyes and folded her hands, countless smoke filled her palms.At this moment, he finally remembered who he was.

Lu Huaiqing was holding Wen Rong in her arms, and the dawn was breaking outside the window, the evil spirits had receded, but the person in her arms still had no sign of waking up.After a long time, even Yu Heng woke up from the endless nightmare, and the man in his arms finally opened his eyes.

"Wen Rong." Lu Huaiqing called out in a daze.

When Wen Rong stood up, her long hair fell to her shoulders, and he brushed it casually, not paying much attention.He just turned his face to look at Lu Huaiqing intently, and stroked Lu Huaiqing's cheek with his fingertips.Although he was awake, he couldn't react for a while, only the lover in front of him could give him a definite sense of reality.

Lu Huaiqing hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Jinyu."

Wen Rong smiled at him.

Qingyuan Shengjun, whose name is Jinyu.

Lu Huaiqing nervously leaned in front of Wen Rong, and called again: "Jinyu." Feeling pitiful for no reason.

Wen Rong is Qingyuan Shengjun, his Jinyu.It's just that after hundreds of years, Lu Huaiqing is still nervous when he meets Wen Rong who has regained his memory.

Wen Rong pointed to his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Why do you always wear that torn dress?" In this life, when he saw Lu Huaiqing's real body, he always wore that red dress.

Lu Huaiqing said: "...I like that one." This is true, if you don't like that one, why would you wear it to meet the person you like?

The sleeve robe sprinkled with gold, the hem of the clothes is full of peony flowers, but the neckline and cuffs are dark black patterns, and there is a bit of restraint in the extravagance.In order to choose a suitable dress, he found all the clothes in the bedroom, but he didn't like any of them.The phoenix is ​​originally a bird that loves beauty, and what it wants to meet is its long-awaited sweetheart, but suddenly it even loathes the clothes made of its colorful feathers.

The moon girl from the twelve heavens was invited to weave 48 bolts of silk and satin in the sky in twelve mornings, twelve days, twelve evenings, and twelve nights, and asked the nine heavenly stars to cut them into clothes and tear them off. The softest white clouds are torn into the lines of the corners of clothes.

The most exquisite and precious gold crown, the most luxurious and appropriate clothing, and the most carefully selected gifts.

Only in this way can you meet the person you love the most.

The author has something to say: I am curious about what that dress looks like (cheek resting)

Can you give me the leftovers?