The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Feng Jiu rarely sees Donghua drinking alone. Although he does what he wants and is unrestrained, his behavior is not sloppy, but he doesn't like to waste his energy on meaningless worldly wisdom, but he does things according to his heart.

I heard that he, Mo Yuan Zheyan and the others and the 72 generals under him also drank alcohol during the prehistoric slaughter in the early years.The war is urgent and the army is strictly prohibited. Until a victory is ushered in, the soldiers can forget their feelings and celebrate, express their depressed emotions in the spirit of alcohol, and then throw themselves into the next life-and-death battle.Zheyan said that at that time, unlike later years, there were many vain rituals, no matter who the rough guys indulged in, they must call each other brothers and drink in big bowls, and Donghua was no exception.

Feng Jiu has never seen it before, but she yearns for the gold and iron horses and the sincerity of the ancient times.Sometimes speaking, Donghua touched his head helplessly, and he said: "Children love to fight and kill. Isn't the world peaceful?" At that time, she had a lot of opinions on Donghua treating herself as a child, so she ignored it. A trace of emotion in his words.

After thinking about it later, I feel that Donghua must have complicated emotions.The prehistoric times were the beginning of everything for him, neither smooth nor joyful, but after all, he met his old friend later, and the daily hardships also brought peace on one side, which is not in vain.But even so, that period of time intertwined with many memories has gradually faded because things are different and people are different. Just as Donghua has penetrated life and death, he inevitably has a different thread.

Donghua is indifferent but not heartless, he just buries those thoughts deep and will not reveal them easily.

Feng Jiu sometimes had a whim, that a god like Donghua who was raised by nature did not have a deep bond with the world, if it hadn't been favored by the Father God in the early years, so that he knew these people and participated in these things, it would be impossible to say Before she had grown up, he had disappeared without a sound.Let alone not being together by fate, I am afraid that even seeing each other is still very slim, so there will be many twists and turns later.

Every time she thinks of this, she feels grateful, not only to be grateful to those people and those things for keeping him, but also to be glad that she met him, and even more glad that they can connect with each other and that she can become his new bond.

The throbbing in her chest made her unable to bear to get close to him, to hold his arm, wrap his arms around his waist, and put herself in the embrace of white sandalwood.

And Donghua would always put down what he was doing, put his warm arms back to protect her, and indulged her unreasonable acting like a baby as always.Even if he didn't say anything, his steady and powerful heartbeat still reassured her.

She has him in her eyes and in her heart, and fortunately he is also the same.

It is not easy to find the one-hearted person in all directions, across the three thousand worlds, and it may be just an insignificant step to stop and you will miss it.Among them, gaining and losing are particularly heart-wrenching.

The sun is thin, and only one phoenix feather flower blooms in the huge blue sea Cangling.

When Mo Yuan came, Donghua was sitting in front of the flowers with a jug of wine.

Compared with the well-groomed and unmoving clothes of the past, the corners of his eyes are red today, his temples are slightly disheveled, and his casual leaning posture lacks the usual uprightness, but more of the suppressed eruption before the storm comes, showing a bit of Laid out.

Hearing the footsteps slowly, different from usual, even the slightly drunk Donghua looked up: "Why are you here?"

Mo Yuan was still gentle: "I'm not welcome?"

Donghua looked away, took a sip of wine and said, "I just think you are the only one who shouldn't be a lobbyist!"

Mo Yuan was silent. He was apologetic for Bai Qian's matter, but it wasn't just to talk about it, it was just that what Donghua said brought back memories of his past.For tens of thousands of years, the love and hatred between him and Shaowan seemed to be scattered in the misty rain of the six realms, but only he knew that the boundless gap between life and death was constantly missing.

Donghua was one of the few people who knew the inside story of Mo Yuan and Shaowan back then, but he was not a gossip person. Although he knew the inside story of Mo Yuan's hiding away shortly after the reopening of the New Gods, he never knew much about it. These few words were not empty consolations, but gave Mo Yuan a lot of ideas. For this reason, he also felt a lot of gratitude to Donghua in his heart, but the friendship between gentlemen is as weak as water, and it may not be very warm.

He and Donghua, former classmates, faced the same predicament one after the other. There were people who wanted to let go but couldn't let go, and wanted to see but couldn't.But among the two of them, Mo Yuan still felt that he was more hopeless than Donghua. After all, the misunderstanding between Fengjiu and Donghua was cleared up before they parted, but Shaowan kept his heart in his heart until his death. Knot.

"I'll drink with you." Mo Yuan said slowly, restraining the fluctuations in his heart.

A crystal clear jug ​​appeared in front of him, but there was no wine glass. "Sit down if you want to drink." Donghua's voice came.

Mo Yuan sat down as he said, and silently took two sips.He knew that Donghua was extremely talented and quick-witted, and it might not be easy to get away with it. He was thinking about whether to go straight, but he heard Donghua say: "The word for love is fate or calamity?" He seemed to be asking himself , and sighed again, and said after a while, "It's a fate that can continue, but it's a calamity that needs to be crossed."

There are obviously thousands of words here, but there is a sudden stop.

Mo Yuan is not a blunt person either. From Donghua's words, he understood more clearly what he was struggling with. He thought it was an opportunity, so he cleared his throat and answered: "Fate has righteousness and evil, calamity has size, and all dharmas are immeasurable. Everything is impermanent, you..."

Donghua glanced at him lightly: "I said such useless things to you back then?"

Mo Yuan choked, and judged others by himself, he couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that I'm too troublesome. I hope you understand such a simple truth better than I do, it's just..."

"...It's just that if you understand it, it's another matter when things come to an end. And it's not that time yet..." Donghua continued his words.

He looked a little confused, raised his head slightly to look at the sky, but asked: "Mo Yuan, do you believe me?"

Mo Yuan stared at Donghua deeply. He described it as thin and his cultivation base was weakened. He was very different from the Emperor Donghua in the impression of ordinary people, but his eyes remained undimmed. The middle seems to be sealed with flames, and the deeper and darker silhouette is even more aggressive, making people unable to look directly at it.

For tens of thousands of years, Donghua rarely spoke to him in this tone.Believe it or not, Donghua has never cared about it. He just strategizes, stands up, and makes people follow him wholeheartedly.Even at that time, Mo Yuan and him often cooperated with each other, they didn't rely on such words to win them over, they were more like-minded and had a tacit understanding of advancing and retreating.So at this moment, Mo Yuan nodded without hesitation.

Donghua chuckled as expected: "It's worth our acquaintance to have you." He stopped Mo Yuan, who was hesitating to speak, and continued, "I know what you want to say, so there is no need to persuade you anymore. I know what the situation is. There is indeed one thing, although Miaoyiyuan is not urgent now, it still needs to be taken care of, and if there is a day, I will entrust it to you."

"Donghua?!" Mo Yuan didn't know why he mentioned this suddenly, and felt a little strange in his heart.

"I'm just saying, it's not the time yet. Except for Xiaobai, this is the only thing I can't let go of."

Mo Yuan saw that his words became more and more ominous, so he couldn't help but interrupted: "Don't think too much, since I believe in you, just say what you need to do. But you, don't make a fuss, he is also kindness."

"Which time is he not like this?" Dong Huahun continued nonchalantly, "Please only this one thing, Xiaobai, I will handle it myself. Mo Yuan, I have made many mistakes, and I will not give up this time."

His eyes stared straight at it, and his unshakable determination made Mo Yuan swallow all his words.

"If you don't drink, go away, such a mother-in-law, is Kunlun Xu free?" Donghua turned around casually, waving off the guests.

Mo Yuan is not a procrastination person, but under the obscure sky, the eye-catching Phoenix Feather Flower and the mottled red gold underneath burned his eyes. He looked at Donghua's slightly thin back, and the Cang He Sword casually inserted nearby, Always feel bleak.He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, sighed softly, and disappeared into the boundless wilderness of the blue sea and green spirit.

As soon as Mo Yuan's figure dissipated, Feng Jiu saw Donghua raise his hand to seal the barrier of Bihai Cangling.

The leisurely sitting posture just now seemed to have his spine removed suddenly, and he tilted slightly to the side. He closed his eyes and panted, and murmured, "Xiaobai, where are you?" The liquid slowly seeped into the soil under the flowers, and no one came to take care of it.

Feng Jiu was startled, she didn't know what happened to him, but she couldn't get close to check, so she was so anxious to spin around the walls.

Since Donghua took the red gold blood to water Feng Yuhua a few days ago, she has always been uncertain.Seeing that his complexion changed day by day, but his stubborn eyes became more and more serious day by day, she knew that Donghua had become obsessed, and vowed to put life and death aside.But if the situation is like taking chestnuts out of the fire and drinking poison to quench thirst, how long can it last?But today, she also heard that he entrusted Miao Yiyuan to Mo Yuan in a particularly ominous manner, and she felt even more ominous.

Just as he was anxious, he saw Donghua struggling to stand up, but he didn't know whether it was drunk or something else, he suddenly swayed and fell into the flowers, and he was silent for a long time.Feng Jiu's heart tightened suddenly, and she wanted to rush forward regardless.

At this moment, a gust of wind came from nowhere, rustling the gorgeous phoenix feather flowers. The delicate flowers trembled violently in the wind, like a flat boat chasing waves in a raging wave. Trapped in a life-and-death situation.But at the next moment, the turbulent chaos stopped suddenly, as if everything was an illusion just now.

Points of light slowly floated out from the drooping phoenix flowers. Although they were not very bright, they covered the top of the viewing platform little by little. Even Cang He's thousands of cross-sections seemed to reflect these Light, showing the brightest side in recent days.

Feng Jiu didn't have time to exclaim, because these light spots didn't stay for a long time, but gradually gathered towards her.When they hit the four walls of the prison, she heard a "boo" clearly, and then the surroundings seemed to be different.It took a while for her to realize what might have happened, and she stretched out her hand to test, and sure enough, the barrier that was trapped before was gone.

Not caring about finding out why she was free, and not caring whether it was real freedom or temporary freedom, Feng Jiu raised her legs and went to Donghua.

The man lay quietly among the flowers, his pale face made him look a bit unreal.

Although Fengjiu watched from the sidelines for several days, she didn't realize how weakened he was until today when she actually touched him.Although she is not from this world, what she sees and hears all arouses her emotions, and the worries that haunt her heart have never been presented so truly, causing her to hold him tightly in her arms before she can think about it.

"Donghua, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

It seems that not long ago, she also called the man in her arms in this way, and he and his figure merged into one place.

Feng Jiu sobbed softly, not knowing whether it was for herself and Donghua or for them in this world.

Since then, Fengjiu actually didn't know what she was going to do, how to leave, and how to find her Donghua, because she was besieged in a place, and there were not many choices for her, only to focus on her eyes.

But even watching from the sidelines like this still touched her heart from time to time.They are Donghua and Fengjiu, not Donghua and Fengjiu. She often sees herself in them, and sees the twists and turns and entanglements in the past through them.

The same person who has fallen into the sky, looks at the person in front of him, as if he is also looking at himself.There is a vague road extending under the feet, which belongs to them and hers, but they don't know where it leads.

What would you do?Feng Jiu asked herself.

The person in his arms suddenly moved, his hand instinctively climbed onto Feng Jiu's sleeve and clenched it tightly, calling "Xiaobai" in his mouth, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

However, facing Feng Jiu, who was pear-blossoming and rainy, Donghua's eyes hesitated, and he stretched out his hand to trace the familiar outline in front of him with uncertainty.

The warmth of his fingertips made him pause, and then he pressed his entire palm together in disbelief. The trembling and slightly cool hand met the trembling and wet face, his eyes lit up, and a happy smile appeared on his face , suddenly pressed Feng Jiu into his arms: "Xiaobai? You are finally here!"

Even Donghua couldn't help sobbing a little after finally looking forward to hope in the long years.The hand he held behind him was so strong that Feng Jiu had the illusion that she was about to be embedded in his body.But she couldn't bear to push him away, it was just the moment she saw him, she already saw his red eyes.

She hesitated and put her arms around him, patted his back and said softly: "Why are you so stupid, you have to wait after waiting for so long?"

"I'm waiting for you to come back. You told me to wait here, so I will wait here. Xiaobai, I promised to collect fragments every thousand years. Why did you make me wait for 5000 years this time? It's only the last point. I thought... Fortunately, you are here! They didn't believe me, saying that I had hallucinations..." He babbled, as if he wanted to tell everything he owed tens of thousands of years.

Caged in the familiar embrace, Feng Jiu was a little at a loss. She knew that she was not the person he was looking for, and she couldn't make false promises to him, but asking her to tell him frankly at this time would make things worse, and she couldn't do it.

"I told you to wait, why are you waiting so stupidly? Did you lose so much weight because you didn't take a good rest and take medicine!" Feng Jiu suppressed the tears in her eyes, still whispering.

"...I'll eat it when you're back." Donghua also played around mischievously. He grabbed Feng Jiu's hand and said affectionately, "Xiaobai come and watch me?"

Feng Jiu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she still had a reproachful tone on her mouth: "How big a person is to watch! You are not..." She followed her tongue for a while, almost blurting out the word "rolling", and suddenly remembered this place Not even rolling, I couldn't help but my nose was sore again, I had to change the subject, "You really want to make me worry, don't you!"

"I just thought, maybe this way you will come to me earlier..." There was helplessness in his voice that his little thoughts were seen through.

"You are so, so naive!" Feng Jiu obviously frowned to get angry, but tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Why are you crying? I'll just correct what I did wrong." He wiped away the tears from her cheeks, but his happy face kept in the dark only made her feel more uncomfortable.

Donghua took out a clear magic weapon from her bosom, and there was a warm red light faintly shining inside, although it was not strong, it made her feel familiar from the bottom of her heart.

He showed it to Feng Jiu as if offering a treasure: "Look, Xiaobai, it's only a little bit close, as long as you..." However, the magical artifact did not have the expected reaction, nor did any fragments appear. Hua tried several times to no avail, and his smile gradually froze. He thought of something, and looked at Feng Jiu in astonishment.

"This is why I want to cry..." Feng Jiu held his hand, her voice trembling, "Donghua, I don't have the pieces you're looking for."

Seeing Donghua's bright eyes suddenly froze, she felt a pain in her heart, and gritted her teeth to persuade: "I've been waiting for so long, if you can't wait, then don't wait!"

"Why are you telling me this?" Donghua grabbed her arm, frowned and asked, "Do you want me anymore, Xiaobai?"

"No, it's just..."

"Then why don't you let me wait? Is it because I'm afraid I won't be able to wait?"

"No, Donghua..."

"Xiaobai, if I've done something wrong, I'll definitely change it if you say it, but don't say such things, I can't bear it." There was a hint of panic in his deliberately soft tone.

Fengjiu's arm hurt so much from his grip, and she was about to speak, but she saw Donghua's furrowed eyebrows tremble unconsciously, and the hand holding the magic weapon unconsciously moved, with a look of pain on his face, although Then he disappeared, but his complexion turned pale.

She might have ignored it earlier, but after being a husband and wife for so many years, she naturally knew what Donghua was holding back, and couldn't help but caressed his face and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Donghua grabbed her hand and pressed it to his heart, leaning against her forehead and said stubbornly: "It hurts! Xiaobai, so don't say such things..."

Looking at his hurt eyes, Feng Jiu deeply felt the knot in his heart all these years.The starlight enchantment is like a watershed, which made him realize his nostalgia for her so clearly before, but when he finally got a response, it ushered in a desperate and abrupt end, like a short-lived flash in the pan, and like a splendid but beautiful scene. The fireworks that ended in a hurry, and the endless silence behind the fleeting warmth, can't help but make people feel regretful, not regretting the past, but regretting why the time before the encounter was wasted, so that it was too late to have the future.

Looking back on her past, it was also a starlight enchantment. Fengjiu also complained about why Donghua wanted her to forget it. Now she naturally understands that living people are always more miserable. Although forgetting is regrettable, it may be for him. the best way.

She thought again, he made her wait for 500 years, but she made him wait for 4 years, although it is a different world, it is enough.At the beginning, Feng Jiuxu didn't know what the ending would be. He wanted to use such fetters to stop him from making a decision, but he didn't think it would make him suffer for so long.Since she was allowed to appear, she would always be reluctant to let him suffer, so let her be a villain.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu calmed down, stroked Donghua's somewhat dull hair, and said softly: "Xiaobai doesn't want you to waste time waiting, Donghua, if you torture yourself like this again, Xiaobai will I wish I never said that!"

The phoenix feather flowers beside her seemed to be responding to her words, slowly rippling, the splendid sea of ​​flowers swaying silently, and the scattered shimmers danced along with it.

Fengjiu's hand was pressed even tighter by Donghua, her lips trembled, and against Donghua's substantive gaze, she managed to pull out a smile: "If, if it hurts, forget it, Xiaobai won't blame you !"

"What are you talking about, Xiaobai?" Donghua's eyes turned red like a beast, "Do you want to say goodbye to me? No, I won't let you go! Don't you know..."

Seeing that his lips were pale, Feng Jiu couldn't even speak well for a moment, thinking that his agitation made his heart disease aggravated, and he was in a dilemma in the heartache: "Donghua..."

But the matter obviously did not allow her to hesitate. With a crisp clang not far away, countless light spots escaped from her fingertips and temples, as if she was brought silently. Taken away without a sound.

Seeing her hand held by Donghua gradually turn into nothingness, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile wryly: even the meeting was so short.But at this time, she can only seize the last moment to comfort the person in front of her: "Donghua, you must be well, I will always watch you!"

Entrustment disappeared into the air with the sudden burst of light, leaving the lonely man unable to control himself in the empty embrace. He clutched his suffocating chest and struggled to spit out unfinished words: "...don't you know, forget it?" It will hurt more!"

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