Floating a dream

All kinds of secular world, only in the world.

"If you follow me, I will make you cry and laugh, but I won't make you regret being with me one day." Ling Sheng, who was nearly weak in age, was bearing the pressure of the elders in his family to let him start a family. He swore his promise.

Such a cold rainy night, because of this sentence, it was warm.

Cheng Qingliu remembered this sentence for a lifetime, until the sudden news of Ling Sheng's death came, he never thought of regretting it.

This was a choice between them. If Ling Sheng didn't regret it, he wouldn't regret it.

Sigh only sigh, yin and yang are separated, it's hard to express your feelings.

When Cheng Qingliu woke up in Ling Sheng's arms, there was white light outside the window.

He covered his mouth and yawned, and said casually, "It's always raining these days."

"Arguing with you?" Ling Sheng stretched out his hands to straighten his long hair, looking lazy.

"That's not true." Cheng Qingliu plunged her head into Ling Sheng's arms and didn't want to get up, "It's just that it always falls at night, and it gradually stops at dawn, so I must be a little concerned."

"It's all trivial matters." Ling Sheng hugged him and said, "Just sleep for a while."

"Well……"

Cheng Qingliu didn't make another sound, Ling Sheng heard his steady breathing and thought he was falling asleep, but suddenly he started talking again.

"You have a... peach wood fragrance..."

Ling Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then let out a muffled laugh. He whispered: "I'll tell you a secret, my hair is transformed from peach petals."

Cheng Qingliu raised his head, his face was shocked, curious, and sure enough, he hesitated to confirm: "Really?"

"If you don't believe me, you can smell it? See if there is a scent of peach blossoms." Ling Sheng winked and seduced, and Cheng Qingliu's reaction made him feel very interesting.

Cheng Qingliu really went to smell it.Everyone in Ling Sheng came back from death, and the strange things are not so strange and unacceptable in his eyes now, on the contrary, the more strange and bizarre, the less he will suspect.

"It really does! It's very weak, but it really smells like peach blossoms."

Cheng Qingliu pinched a strand of Ling Sheng's black hair in her hand, looked at him with research eyes, and said, "Could it be that you have become a peach tree spirit now?"

It made Ling Sheng amused, touched his face and said, "Little Qingliu, you are so cute."

Cheng Qingliu is thin-skinned, so it's not likely that Ling Sheng will come, but anyone who hears Ling Sheng say this about him will always feel embarrassed.Immediately, he became a little annoyed, pulled the hair in his hand lightly, and threatened: "Tell me what's going on honestly, don't try to fool me."

"Once upon a time there was a peach tree..." Ling Sheng stopped begging for mercy just after the beginning, "I don't know how to tell stories, so just make do with it, don't be disgusted."

Cheng Qingliu gave him a white look, and said: "I don't know what you look like? Do you want to dislike you for being in my bed today?"

"Hey, it's my fault."

Sensing that a certain hand was taking advantage of her, Cheng Qingliu thought to herself that she had fallen into a trap again.Ling Sheng loves to act silly and act obedient in front of him. While teasing him, while provoking his temper, he can move his hands and feet in a logical manner and talk sweet words. coax back.

Fortunately, this person really lacks insight, otherwise Cheng Qingliu would really think that he is a seasoned lover.

"If I didn't know that he is devoted to me and loyal, how would I dare to take such a prodigal into my house?"

The parents of both parties also thought the same, and once persuaded him, "Ling Sheng was a frequent visitor to Chunfenglou when he was young, and he could play tricks with his mouth. When he saw a good-looking one, he couldn't walk. Do you think he doesn't go shopping?" How true is Hualou's heart to you? He has been very playful since he was a child, he can be obedient to you today, and treat you like a shoe tomorrow, he can afford it, can you afford it?" But no one expected that Ling Sheng would be so serious.

"Why are you in a daze, don't you want to listen to my story?"

Ling Sheng scolded, and then pulled Cheng Qingliu out of his memories.

Somewhere in the south, there is an old peach tree. It has lived for an unknown number of years, and its branches and leaves are flourishing, with descendants everywhere.Year after year, it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon day after day, showing faint signs of spirituality.Everything in the world has a spirit, but not everything can be cultivated. For this peach blossom tree, it has survived for a long time, but it has been chaotic. Only then can we break out of the shackles of the soil and seek another life.

This variable came very late, and besides the variable, there is more destiny.So one night in the bleak wind and rain, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the old peach tree.

The thunder fire ignited, scorched half of the old peach tree's body, and burned away the faint spiritual wisdom of the peach tree.

A few days later, a Taoist happened to pass by and sensed the breath of heavenly fire, but the aura of the peach tree had not dissipated, and it turned into an ordinary peach tree. The exhausted spiritual energy gathered in the heart of the tree, and then took away the heart of the mahogany tree.

Later, the Taoist met a ghost. He was touched by the ghost's love affair, so he promised the ghost that he could meet his lover again.

The Taoist took out half of the heart of the old peach tree, carved it into a human shape, and picked some petals from the old peach tree that had turned back to an ordinary tree, soaked the heart of the tree with flower juice, and then used secret techniques to put the ghost into the wood. In his heart, Mu Xin turned into a human being, exactly what the ghost was like when he was alive.

"So, you are using the heart of a tree to revive your soul."

Ling Sheng said: "I think it's better than returning the soul from a dead body."

Cheng Qingliu thought about it for a while, and she also felt the same way, and said: "If you are reincarnated... I really can't accept it. You obviously don't look like you, so you have to say it's you. Thinking about your original appearance, I looked up, It looks like a stranger."

"Borrowing someone else's body and taking over everything from that person's life, that's the most uncomfortable thing." The more Ling Sheng thought about it, the more outrageous he said, "If that person married a wife and had children... Sigh , How dare I come to you like this? It’s better to die again, and it’s more comfortable to be a ghost floating around by your side.”

Cheng Qingliu got up at some point and sat beside Ling Sheng, holding Ling Sheng's black hair in his hand, thinking of something, with a sad look on his face.

He closed his eyes and sniffed the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on Ling Sheng's hair. He seemed to see clusters of pink and tender peach blossoms blooming in full bloom in front of him, swaying gently in the breeze, and the faint fragrance was also diffused in the wind, spreading to unknown people. distance.

"How can we repay this kindness?"

In order to comfort Cheng Qingliu's heart, Ling Sheng didn't hide anything at this time, and said: "A master is not a bad person. If he is willing to help me, there must be a request. I will definitely repay the favor."