The starry sky is immortal

Chapter 97
The sky was gray, and the drizzle was like silk, like broken needles and silver threads falling from the sky, rustling and splashing circles of crystal clear ripples on the asphalt stone.

This is an ancient city.

The streets paved with asphaltic stones have become smoother and shiny after being washed by the drizzle; the green old trees standing neatly on both sides, and countless green leaves are pattered and pattered by the drizzle, making a crisp sound.

Occasionally, a few pedestrians appeared on the street, either holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats, and walked away quickly towards the warm home.

A figure suddenly appeared on this street. He was one of countless figures, but he was different from other pedestrians.

He, without an umbrella or raincoat, was drenched in the misty drizzle, walking slowly, not in a hurry, like a walker in the rain, enjoying the caress of the drizzle.

The figure approached slowly, and through the countless silver drizzles, he finally saw his face clearly.

He, dressed in a gray robe, has an ordinary and simple face, calm and resolute, and a pair of black eyes are shining, but at this moment there is a trace of sadness in the black eyes, and a sense of sadness and heavyness flows slowly around him.

He was about twenty years old, and he turned out to be a young man.

The gray robe on the young man's body was already wet due to the continuous drizzle, but the young man didn't notice it at all, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he just walked in a daze, walking on, as if there was no end……

while walking……

A blue flower umbrella suddenly appeared above the young man's head, blocking the drizzle.

The flower umbrella that suddenly appeared above the head made the young man pause slightly in his unhurried steps, and stood still on the spot, silent.And the blue flower umbrella on his head stood quietly on top of the man's head, never leaving...

The young man stood on the spot for a long time, the sadness in his eyes did not change, and then he slowly turned his head to the left, it was——

What caught the young man's bright black eyes was a blue figure like an elf in the rain.

She, who was dressed in a blue dress, stood tall and graceful, with picturesque black eyebrows, stood quietly beside the young man, looking at the young man lightly.On her snow-white wrists is a string of blue jade beads, and on her white jade neck is a crystal blue flower with eighteen petals, crystal clear.

With a blue flower umbrella in her white right hand, her delicate jade face is peaceful, and a perfect arc appears at the corner of her mouth, which is peerless.

The peerless woman in blue, standing quietly in the misty drizzle, holding a blue umbrella, is like an elf in the wind and rain, picturesque.

With her existence, this ancient city, this asphalt street has become a magnificent picture.

Seeing this peerless woman in blue, the young man's sad eyes flashed, and he couldn't help showing a strange look.The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Facing the sad eyes of the young man, the peerless woman in blue smiled sweetly.

A smile that captivates people, this smile shows an astonishing beauty and exudes a peerless charm.

Unfortunately... only young men saw it.

"Come on, let's go home!"

The crisp and pleasant voice, like the sounds of nature, arouses waves of ripples in people's hearts.

As the woman in blue said, she handed over the blue flower umbrella to her left hand, holding the young man's left arm in her right hand, and walked slowly into the misty drizzle, gradually drifting away.

The young man's slightly hoarse voice drifted with the wind.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Ye Lingyan, you can call me Yan'er! Hehe..."

The crisp and melodious voice and laughter are the most beautiful notes in this world, passing far away in this misty drizzle...

In the wind and rain of the ancient city, a crystal blue flower blooms quietly and shines brightly among countless broken needles and silver threads...

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On a charming night, a bright full moon hangs high above the sky, the moonlight is like water, the moonlight is hazy, and the sky and the earth seem to be covered with a layer of silver veil.

On a low hillside, among the green grass, two figures sat leaning against each other, looking at the bright full moon in the sky at this moment, silently, seeming to enjoy the quiet atmosphere.

"Yan'er, it's been a year! Why did you come here in the first place?"

A clear male voice sounded, breaking the peaceful atmosphere. There was a touch of tenderness and doubt in the voice.

"From the first moment I saw you, I couldn't help but come to you. This may be the arrangement of God, brother Xin, because we are destined!"

Another melodious and clear voice sounded afterward, like the sound of nature, making this charming night even more dazzling and charming.

"Yes, because we are destined!"

The man sighed, and at the same time, his right hand couldn't help stroking the soft black hair of the woman beside him with a long shawl, his movements were gentle, and a deep warmth flashed in his eyes.

The woman who was snuggling beside the man moved her body slightly so that she could lean on the man's shoulder more comfortably, with her eyes slightly closed, her delicate jade face like an elf in heaven and earth looked happy.

His eyes moved slightly, looking at the happy expression on the face of the elf-like woman, a smile flashed on the ordinary and simple face of the man, and there was a deep tenderness in his eyes, and he said to himself secretly in his heart.

"Yan'er, when you came to me back then, with your sincerity, your warmth, and your smile, you made my life less sad and out of the impasse."

"Yan'er, you are the elf in my life!"

"It's you who brought me back to life!"

"I, Hong Xin, will live up to you in this life!"

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In an empty room, there are a lot of furniture neatly placed around it, and the whole room looks very tidy, clean and refreshing.

However, many wine bottles were lined up on the square table in the middle, and all the bottle caps had already been opened, and the wine inside had long since disappeared.

And under the square table, a figure was leaning on a table leg, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, pouring it into his mouth mechanically, with a decadent expression.

The usual chic and capable, calm and resolute have long since disappeared.

Just because she, the most important thing in my life, is gone!

The decadent man murmured unconsciously while gulping down his drink.

"Yan'er, where have you been?"

"Yan'er, Yan'er, Yan'er..."

"Yan'er, you were the one who brought me back to life. Now that you are gone, what should I do?"

"Without you, where would I be?"

"Yan'er, Yan'er..."

"Yan'er, don't go!"

"Yan'er..."

"Yan'er!..."

"Bang!"

The wine bottle was dropped on the solid floor with a crisp sound.The remaining white wine in the bottle also slowly flowed out from the mouth of the poured bottle, splashing the entire floor...

But the decadent man didn't notice it, let the wine flow on his body, but it was soft on the ground, whispering "Yan'er" over and over again in his mouth, and the look in his eyes gradually disappeared...

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Taixu Realm of Consciousness, Chaos Sphere, Dao Origin Formation.

Standing quietly on top of the ten-colored auspicious clouds, the main thought of the deity, the ten-colored creation wings behind him have stopped shaking and are still.

At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, and murmured in a low voice, as if there was nothing.

That murmur was—

"Yan'er!..."

A drop of crystal ten-colored tears suddenly fell slowly from the corner of the deity's main mind, fell into the air, and turned into a crystal clear ten-colored tear.

Crystal tears, slowly falling...

then--

The deity stretched out his right hand to gently catch the drop of tears as if conscious of his thoughts, and then slightly opened his bright eyes, with a trace of sadness in them.

The deity looked at the ten-color crystal tear floating in the heart of his right hand, and suddenly stopped because——

The main mind of this deity seems to see the smiling face of a peerless woman in blue appearing in the crystal teardrops, with deep warmth flashing in the eyes, and the blue crystal flower on the neck of the jade-like white jade is still blooming quietly.

A smile that captivates the city and the country is that familiar yet unfamiliar peerless smile.

Looking at that alluring smile, that peerless woman's familiar smile, that familiar warmth, that familiar flower...

One by one phantom fragments flashed in the bottom of my heart, everything was so familiar...

There was a burst of surprise in the eyes of the master, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Yan'er! Is it you?"

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