a man who appears once a year

"what happened?"

Ruan Qiuping fastened his half-unbuttoned clothes, got out of bed to look at Yu Huan, and asked worriedly, "What did you think of?"

Yu Huan raised his head to look at Ruan Qiuping's face, and suddenly remembered that at the end of that memory, the Ruan Qiuping who heard those words under him seemed to have such an ignorant face.

"Ruan Ruan." Yu Huan stretched out his arms to hug Ruan Qiuping, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that a lot of the calamity and suffering I suffered in the world may be due to misunderstandings."

"Misunderstand?"

"Yeah." Yu Huan tightened his arms, "It's a similar misunderstanding to thinking that Ruan Ruan doesn't love me."

Ruan Qiuping blinked, and didn't continue to ask, just said: "It's just a misunderstanding."

Yu Huan hugged Ruan Qiuping on the bed, put him in his arms, and suddenly laughed softly again.

"What are you laughing at?" Ruan Qiuping reached out and poked his chest.

Yu Huan stretched out his hand to wrap Ruan Qiuping firmly into his arms, rubbed his chin lightly against his black hair, and said with a deep smile, "It's nothing, I just finally feel that Ruan Ruan belongs to me."

Yu Huan loosened his arms slightly, lowered his head, and touched the tip of Ruan Qiuping's nose, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, his dark and soft pupils were as bright as a broken light: "...So Ruan Ruan belonged to me from the beginning to the end. , belongs to me completely.”

He closed his eyes, gave Ruan Qiuping a soft and lingering kiss, and continued to complete his unfinished business.

"Yiqing Tang will be ready soon, right?" Ruan Qiuping paced up and down in the cave, seeming a little restless.

Yu Huan put down the paintbrush in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm the one who is about to recover his memory, why is Ruan Ruan more anxious than me?"

Ruan Qiuping sat across from Yu Huan, put the communication mirror in his hand on the table, and pointed it to Yu Huan: "Of course I am anxious, I looked on the communication mirror and asked, but I didn't hear any personal experience. However, I heard a lot of gossip and gossip. I heard that there was a fairy who went crazy after drinking the Yiqing soup. He only remembered that he was a mortal, but he had no memory of being a fairy at all... I heard that an immortal had a high fever after drinking this soup, and fell into a coma, sleeping for more than half a year before waking up..."

Yu Huan stretched out his hand to touch the dark circles under Ruan Qiuping's eyes, and said, "Ruan Ruan was so anxious about this last night that she couldn't fall asleep all night, if she is still so anxious now, why don't I give Ruan Ruan a sleeping formula. Let's rest for a while, and when the Reminiscence Soup is ready, I'll wake Ruan Ruan up again?"

"No, no." Ruan Qiuping hurriedly shook his head, "I want to wait here with you."

Ruan Qiuping frowned and stared at the communication mirror for a while, and then said: "Then someone said that the son of his aunt's cousin drank the Yiqing soup, and nothing happened at all, just fell asleep. I woke up in half an hour, and said that this matter still depends on luck..."

Ruan Qiuping looked up at Yu Huan and said, "Yu Huan, why don't you untie the sealed luck, if you restore the good luck of Jishen, maybe there won't be any more accidents."

But Yu Huan smiled lightly: "I sealed my luck, originally to get rid of my status as a god of auspiciousness, and I don't want to rely on my good luck to live anymore. If I unseal my luck today because of this Reminiscence Soup, Tomorrow, I will unseal my luck because of other things, and if things go on like this, it will no longer make sense for me to seal my luck."

Yu Huan smiled: "Ruan Ruan, don't worry, I will wake up soon."

Ruan Qiuping opened his mouth, but could not speak.

"Gududu..."

The lid of the medicine stove was pushed open, making a rhythmic sound.

... The Reminiscence Soup is ready.

Ruan Qiuping's throat rolled, and he turned to look at Yu Huan.

Yu Huan stood up and walked to the medicine stove.

He stopped the fire, lifted the lid of the pot, and a familiar smell came over his face.

Yu Huan poured all the Reminiscence Soup from the medicine stove into a bowl, and then sat at the table with the full bowl.

Ruan Qiuping held Yu Huan's right hand tightly.

"Yu Huan." Ruan Qiuping's voice was hoarse, "No matter what you remember, you have to believe it..."

"I believe you love me." Yu Huan added with a smile, "Ruan Ruan said it many times."

Ruan Qiuping took a big spoon and handed it to Yu Huan: "Also, you drank three bowls of forgetting love water at that time, so this Yiqing soup probably needs to be drunk more to be effective."

Yu Huan nodded, then took a spoonful of Yiqing Soup, and tasted the temperature lightly.

The next moment, Yu Huan frowned, and the spoon in his hand fell to the edge of the table, his body tilted, and he passed out in Ruan Qiuping's arms.

Ruan Qiuping panicked and supported Yu Huan, staring blankly at the almost untouched bowl of Reminiscence Soup on the table.

Three bowls of Wangqing water can erase the memory, how much Yiqing soup is needed to make it up.

...maybe, just a drop.

Ruan Qiuping helped Yu Huan to the bed, and then read the post about waking up half an hour after drinking the Reminiscence Soup five or six times.

But half an hour later, Yu Huan didn't wake up.

Ruan Qiuping felt that Yu Huan was an auspicious god, even if his luck was sealed off, he would not be much worse than ordinary people, and he might wake up the next day.

But the next day, Yu Huan still didn't wake up.

Fortunately, he didn't have a high fever.

Ruan Qiuping called Yaoxian, who said that his pulse was normal and his body was fine, but that memory was too important to him, so he needed time to digest it.

On the day of the wedding, Yu Huan still did not wake up.

The wedding was temporarily postponed, and the Yu family first took Ruan Qiuping to marry Yu Huan at the God of Rites.

Ruan Qiuping took an indefinite leave of absence from the college, Jing Jing and Chen Hai transferred to the Department of Marriage, and the college ushered in a new teaching assistant.

Heaven began to fall the first snow of the year.

Yu Huan still didn't wake up.

Ruan Qiuping fed the green farming bird, swept the snow in front of the cave with spells, and then lit a fire by the stove next to the bed, making the whole cave warm.

After finishing all this, he lay down next to Yu Huan, hugged his arm and fell asleep.

At this time, 79 days had passed since Yu Huan fell into a coma.

During the few days when Yu Huan first fell into a coma, Ruan Qiuping was very anxious. He couldn't eat well, and he couldn't sleep well. He stayed by Yu Huan's bedside, looking forward to Yu Huan's quick wake-up almost every day. The above is anxious.

But as time passed, he gradually calmed down.

When Yu Huan was in the mortal world, he waited for a year, but now he has only waited for Yu Huan for dozens of days.

Anyway, Yu Huan will wake up sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down, as if he had finally realized what Yu Huan was waiting for him at that time—short-term impatience and long-term expectation.

But before New Year's Eve, Ruan Qiuping still left the cave.

There were no holidays in the heavens, but tens of thousands of years ago, a group of old gods suddenly felt that this day was really boring and hopeless, so they brought up the Spring Festival in the world, as an important part of the long life of the immortals. seasoning.

It's just that this festival has passed tens of thousands of years, and it has gradually become grand, becoming a unique big day in the entire heaven.

Every household will be full of joy during the two days of the Spring Festival. They will symbolically hang up red lanterns and set off two firecrackers. If they are interested, they will catch a few Nian beasts to play.

The only exception was Ruan Qiuping.

Maybe it's because New Year's Eve is a day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. Whether it's the world or the heavens, they subconsciously throw away all the bad luck and ominousness in the past, so Ruan Qiuping's bad luck on this day is the most prosperous in the year. moment.

In order not to spread this excessive bad luck to his family members who are happily welcoming the Spring Festival, he usually chooses to stay alone in the back mountain on this day.

This year is the same, but there is one more person to avoid, Yu Huan.

Ruan Qiuping cleaned up a piece of snow, spread some weeds, and lay down on it to pass the time.

Yu Huan has been in a coma for eighty days, and there is still no sign of waking up, but Ruan Qiuping heard from the Yaoxian yesterday that if a comatose person smells the scent of Xueyunmei, he will have a dream.

Ruan Qiuping planned to go to Duanqing Mountain to pick snow plums at dawn tomorrow.

But for today.

With his bad luck today, if he dared to go to Duanqing Mountain, he would probably stumble and fall as soon as he climbed up.

"Squeak-"

The sound of four-legged beasts crushing the thick snow can be heard next to my ears.

Ruan Qiuping sighed, impatiently picked up the small stones prepared by the side, and repelled the Nian beast that was about to attack him.

It's only halfway through New Year's Eve, and the fifth wave of animals attacking him has already begun.

At this moment, a big tree beside him fell down without warning, and fell straight in the direction of Ruan Qiuping!

Ruan Qiuping was startled, and immediately leaped into the air, avoiding the disaster from heaven.

Before Ruan Qiuping had time to applaud his ability to react, the roc bird that always disliked him flew over again, grabbed Ruan Qiuping's shoulder with its claws, and lifted him into the air !

It had hurt Ruan Qiuping before, and naturally knew the power of Ruan Qiuping's blood.That's why it grabbed Ruan Qiuping very skillfully today, not hurting him, but also making him unable to break free.

Ruan Qiuping didn't know what was going on with him either, obviously his brain hadn't had time to think, but his body moved first.The moment the roc caught him, he condensed a ball of spells in his right hand, and hit the roc's soft abdominal muscles quickly and accurately!

The roc immediately arched its body, spat out a mouthful of blood, threw Ruan Qiuping down, and flew away as if fleeing.

This roc is an ancient fierce beast with rough skin and thick flesh. No matter how Ruan Qiuping hit it, it would be indifferent and indifferent, but he didn't expect that today's blow would knock this fierce beast away so easily up!

When Ruan Qiu fell steadily to the ground, he looked at his hands in disbelief.

It seems that his mana has improved again.

Ruan Qiuping picked up a stone from the ground and tentatively threw it to the big rock next to him, which was as tall as a person.

I saw the rock collapsed and turned into powder in an instant, and even a big hole appeared out of thin air on the ground.

Ruan Qiuping stared blankly at all this.

His spells have indeed improved again.

The most important thing is that his magic has improved without warning and at a rapid speed this time.

If he goes up at this speed, he might commit suicide within a hundred years.

Ruan Qiuping lowered his eyes and held his hand tightly.

As night fell, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance, and a sea of ​​fireworks appeared in the sky one after another.

Ruan Qiuping lay on the ground, looked at the empty night sky above his head, stretched out his hand, and set off a beautiful firework for himself.

As soon as the sky was bright, Ruan Qiuping went to Duanqing Mountain to pick blood plums.

Duanqing Mountain was covered with snow, and it was covered with a vast expanse of whiteness, but the whole body of Xue Yunmei was fiery red. From a distance, it looked like a burning cloud floating on the white snow, which was very beautiful.

Ruan Qiuping was almost dumbfounded, the closer he got, the more dazzling the beauty was, Ruan Qiuping couldn't help but think, if only Yu Huan woke up.

When Yu Huan woke up, he could watch the beautiful scenery of the mountains together.

Ruan Qiuping picked a Xueyunmei, but when he left, he was still reluctant to part with it.

Ruan Qiuping paused.

He suddenly remembered that he once learned a seemingly useless space-time storage technique.

This spell can store beautiful scenery, and when you want to look back at it later, it will be lifelike, as if you have returned to your memory, as if you are in the beautiful scenery.

Ruan Qiuping had learned this spell all the time, but because of his low spiritual power, he couldn't learn it at all.

But now his cultivation base has been greatly improved, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, at least he can store this beautiful scenery for Yu Huan to wake up to enjoy.

But Ruan Qiuping lacked experience and practice, and he tried five or six times in succession, all of which ended in failure.

"What are you doing?" A voice came from afar.

"I want to perform a beautiful time and space storage technique, so that my lover can also see the beautiful scenery." Ruan Qiuping wiped the sweat from his hands.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

In the next second, he heard that familiar voice with a smile: "Are you still a lover? Shouldn't you change your name to husband? We were naturalized in the heavenly court, we had a wedding in the mortal world, and we have been married for 50 years." companion."

Ruan Qiuping turned around abruptly.

"Ruan Ruan."

The man in white was standing on the flame-like Xueyunmei, with his arms outstretched.

The man was obviously smiling, but his eye circles were flushed, and his voice trembled slightly: "...Long time no see."

Tears filled Ruan Qiuping's eyes instantly, and he ran towards the man.

The man was waiting for him at the same place, but he couldn't wait.

The heavy snow that had just stopped was falling again one after another.

The man also ran towards Ruan Qiuping and threw himself into his arms.

The man embraced him tightly, tightening his arms inch by inch, calling his name one after another, endlessly.

Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan.

I miss it very much.