Xu Wei Rebirth

Xu Wei knew it was a dream.

His father Fang Haoran stood on the edge of the cliff, opened his hands calmly, turned around, and faced his mother Song Zhen, and then fell straight back——

"Father—" Xu Wei suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in horror.

Mu Yizhen was shocked by Xu Wei's scream, opened her eyes vigilantly, sat up, and looked at Xu Wei who sat up in surprise beside her, "Weiwei?"

Xu Wei's heart was still beating violently, the dream was so realistic!His father actually jumped off the cliff backwards like this? !

"Weiwei? Did you have a nightmare?" Mu Yizhen got up, walked to Xu Wei and squatted down, and asked in a low voice.

Xu Wei turned his head to look at Mu Yizhen in a daze, and after a while, he came back to his senses, and said in a trembling voice, "Yizhen, I, I dreamed of my father, he fell off the cliff..."

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When falling backwards, Fang Haoran only saw the night sky with twinkling stars.

The stars in this world are beautiful and clean. In the original world, Fang Haoran has not seen such a clean and beautiful starry sky for a long, long time.

However, when I was a child living at my grandfather's house in the country, I often went out to catch fireflies at night, and sometimes I could see such a starry sky. The days at that time... were really carefree.

Why did he suddenly come to this world?

Although it was a long time, he couldn't forget that at that time, he was already dead, right?

But when he became conscious again, he found that he had come to this alien world with ink ghosts and monsters...

Then, Hongyi, father, eldest brother, second brother, Jingfeng, Tiemu, and...Mingrui...

I don't know at this time... what is that fox doing?It's been so long since the dead fox hasn't even received a message... Nothing will happen, right?

By the way, at that time... when I was in the Jade Palace... I climbed to the top of Qilian Mountain with the fox to look at the starry sky, and I saw the same stars...

That fox actually doesn’t like to look at the stars, it’s strange to say that the fox follows him in everything, but doesn’t like him to look at the stars, but even though he doesn’t like it, he still goes to the top of the mountain with him every time... Every time he goes, The fox will put a thick cloak on him, and bring his favorite fruit wine or green plum wine from the old man's house... When he reached the top of the mountain, he sat on a big rock, and the fox used magic to rise up lit a bonfire, warmed the wine, and talked softly to him...

I remember the first time I went to the top of Qilian Mountain, because the fox was angry and used the aperture indiscriminately. As a result, the aperture turned and brought them all to the top of Qilian Mountain...the fox lost his temper with him for the first time, and the only time he lost his temper at that time. Temper, it was also at that time that he knew that the fox had such thoughts for him... Tsk, it was just that he and Mu Mu went to drink flower wine out of curiosity, tsk, he was grabbed by him without doing anything out!That time, Mu Mu was punished by the fox because he was drunk for a while, haha, he couldn't get out of the flower building naked, even the purse was taken away by the fox!

I don't know... Is there any chance in the future... to go to the stars with that fox?

Fang Haoran felt the wind whizzing past his ears, and his body was constantly falling. He slowly closed his eyes.

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But at this moment on the cliff, Song Zhen stared blankly at the empty cliff, his body softened, he knelt down on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of tears fell slowly like this.

"Fang Haoran is dead?" A soft and gentle voice sounded, with an indifferent coldness in his tone.

Song Zhen slowly opened his eyes, looked at the blurred phantom in front of him, and said in a trembling voice, "Sovereign, he...he has already jumped..."

"Oh...did you jump down?" The blurry phantom said slowly, with a cold smile in his tone, "That's not bad...it's considered him to be able to die in Yuejian Mountain, where Zhaolang summoned the Twelve Families back then. Good luck! By the way, can you see the wolf with silver hair and green eyes beside him?"

Song Zhenxin was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I didn't see..."

"Didn't see it?" The vague phantom murmured, "It's strange...what is the origin of that silver wolf?"

Song Zhen lowered his head, thinking that just now, the silver-haired and green-eyed wolf stared at him fiercely, and then jumped down following Haoran... Now that the suzerain asks about this wolf, then this wolf must be even more disgusted. It's easy... Can this wolf save Haoran?Song Zhen couldn't help clenching his hand quietly.

"Zhang Mingrui, have you ever seen it?" The vague phantom asked softly again, with a serious tone in his tone.

Song Zhen shook his head slowly, "I didn't see it."

The vague phantom snorted coldly, and murmured in a soft voice, "Fang Haoran has disappeared. There is only one Phoenix clan left in this world, soon, soon..." As the murmured voice slowly disappeared, that The phantom disappeared quickly in the void.

After the phantom disappeared, Song Zhen got up slowly, and left step by step with a little staggering footsteps.

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Fang Haoran closed his eyes, and only opened them when he finally felt a warm temperature.

He thought it was Xiaoyan...

Staring blankly at the person who was hugging him tightly behind him, Fang Haoran's eyes were a little sour, and even his vision was a little blurred. After staring blankly for a long time, Fang Haoran opened his mouth. Only after he opened his mouth did he realize that there was something in his throat. It was a little choked and hoarse.

"Dead fox... why did you come here at this time!"

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Song Zhen staggered back to the carriage, and the servant who was waiting by the carriage hurried forward, "Miss San!"

Song Zhen waved away the servant who was trying to help him, stood still, took a deep breath, and asked in a steady voice, "Where is Fifth Miss?"

"Returning to Miss San, Miss Fifth has been staying in the carriage." The servant bowed his head and clapped his hands respectfully.

Hearing this, Song Zhen's heart tightened and he hurried into the carriage. When he saw Song Chenyue in the carriage who was silent and closed his eyes, Song Zhen's head sank. He sat beside Song Chenyue and grabbed Song Chenyue's hand. Song Chenyue opened her eyes and tried to break free with a sullen face. When he was walking, he saw Song Zhen anxiously paddling in his palm: Is Zhang Mingrui here?

Song Chenyue's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Zhen, only to see Song Zhen's face was tense, Song Chenyue pursed her lips, and violently broke away from Song Zhen's grip on her hand, and continued to close her eyes and remain silent.

Song Zhen looked at Song Chenyue without admitting or denying it, but just closed his eyes and said nothing, but his heart felt relieved. From this point of view...that Zhang Mingrui is here, right?

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At this time, under the cliff.

"Sorry, I'm late..." The man hugged Fang Haoran tightly, and said in a low voice, his voice trembling, but the fear in his tone was suppressed but not very revealing.

Fang Haoran leaned on the man's shoulder, listening to the man's apologetic words, his eyes became more sour, and in his blurred vision, he seemed to see the man in the woods bending over again, with one hand tightly clenched into a fist, nails deep into the palm, blood The figure that has slowly leaked out, but is still clinging tightly... Now hugging her man tightly...

At the beginning, when he watched himself leave in the woods, what kind of mood did he feel?

Fang Haoran slowly raised his hand, hugged it back gently, squeezed out a smile, tried to maintain a relaxed voice, and said, "It's okay, there's Xiaoyan! Haha... I was just joking with you."

The man listened, but still hugged Fang Haoran tightly, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

Fang Haoran felt the more and more forceful hands on his waist, and his eyes became more and more sore. He wanted to speak a few times, but he opened his mouth, but found that even his voice was choked in his throat.

"Great, Haoran, you are safe and sound." After a long time, the man slowly let go of his hand and said softly, but there seemed to be more suppressed things in his tone.

But at this time, Fang Haoran was still leaning on the man's shoulder, and smiled lowly, "Of course I'll be fine, haven't you been standing in front of me all this time?"

Everything stands in my way...but you don't even ask me, are you willing to do this?

Ten years deprived of memories and emotions compared to being alive...

The man paused slightly, turned his head to look at Fang Haoran who was leaning on his shoulder, "Haoran?" His tone was a bit puzzled and cautious, "Haoran, are you angry?"

Fang Haoran held the man's hand harder, but then slowly released it, rubbed his face vigorously, and then raised his head and stared fiercely, "What do you think! I'm cold and hungry now!" Grabbing the man again Without looking at the man's stunned face, he said fiercely, "I don't want to find a place to light a fire, I'm going to die of cold..."

The man let Fang Haoran grab his collar, and walked forward with Fang Haoran, but his face was stunned, but he slowly thought deeply, staring at Fang Haoran's back, the man couldn't help clenching his hands, Haoran's attitude is so natural, and there is an intimacy in his expression... that is, the expression that Haoran had before he lost his memory when he faced himself...

Fang Haoran let go of his hands only when he came to an open space, panting, folded his arms around his chest, and lazily said, "Okay! Fox, make a fire!"

The man glanced at Fang Haoran, took a step forward, raised his hand and casually squeezed a hand gesture, a bonfire was lit in the open space, and then he rummaged in his sleeve and took out a bottle of wine.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Haoran standing in front of him, and said with a chuckle, "It's a pity that there is wine but no food." Looking deeply at Fang Haoran, the man's words were somewhat meaningful, "I forgot to bring the food and wine again this time. gone."

Fang Haoran curled his lips, "Except for the first time you brought appetizers, when did you bring them? Every time you say next time, next time..."

The man's hand holding the wine almost trembled, and the other hand hidden in the sleeve was quietly clenched into a fist. After a while, he stabilized his voice and said with a low smile, "I'll definitely bring it for you next time."

"Stop!" Fang Haoran sat down next to the man, reached out and snatched the wine from the man's hand, sniffed it, and smiled with satisfaction, "Hey, it's old man Gao's green plum wine! Not bad! It's been a long time since I drank it I was thinking that after returning to Beijing, I would definitely go to Old Man Gao’s house to dig a dozen or twenty bottles of him!”

The man lowered his eyes, desperately suppressing the trembling in his heart, Haoran...has he remembered?But on the face, the man smiled softly, "Uncle Gao only brews three bottles every year. Although it is small, I leave one bottle for you every year. I have kept it for you in the past few years. There are already fifteen bottles." gone."

Fang Haoran's eyes lit up, he looked at the man, and grinned, "Okay!"

The man stretched out his hand tentatively, and gently wrapped Fang Haoran's waist. The smile on his face became softer, but his voice was cautious, "Haoran, it's windy here, lean against me to keep you warm."

Fang Haoran turned his head and glanced at the man, seeing the man was nervous, did Haoran really remember everything?

But soon, Fang Haoran pushed away the man's hand on his waist, and when the man's heart sank, he suddenly lay down on the man's lap, yawning and saying, "Mingrui, I'm sleepy." ..."

The man, that is, Zhang Mingrui, couldn't recover for a while, but when he saw Fang Haoran lying on his lap and holding his hand like 15 years ago, Zhang Mingrui finally recovered, and couldn't help but tremble , staring closely at Fang Haoran who was lying on his lap with his eyes closed, Zhang Mingrui took a deep breath, his heart beating wildly, remember? ...Has Haoran remembered all of this?He also found that the hand holding him was trembling slightly. Zhang Mingrui subconsciously held it with his backhand. Afraid of hurting Fang Haoran, he reluctantly let go of his grip. Then, he stared deeply at Fang Haoran who had his eyes closed. Seeing the tears slipping quietly from the corners of his tightly closed eyes, Zhang Mingrui's heart tugged, and he became sore and suffocated. He slowly raised his hand, gently wiped it away, slowly bent down, and lightly pressed his forehead against Fang Haoran. After all, he couldn't help but hold Fang Haoran's hand tightly.

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Xu Wei hugged his knees, sat by the bonfire, stared at the bonfire, the scene in the dream flashed before his eyes again and again, shaking his heart uneasy.

Dad...will you be okay?And mother...

"It's clearly a dream, but why is it so clear?" Xu Wei murmured.

"Weiwei, don't worry! I heard from Mu Yi that your father is protected by many experts!" Yawning, Mu Yizhen walked up to Xu Wei and sat down cross-legged. Worry about yourself."

"Ah?" Xu Wei turned his head and looked at Mu Yizhen, puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"

Mu Yizhen looked at Xu Wei with her head supported, with a bright smile on her lips, "Congratulations, Weiwei, now, you have been promoted to the first target!"

"Hey?!"