Author: big bell

Suddenly, the long-lost scene suddenly came to mind without any warning.

It was a world full of traffic and high-rise buildings. There were people he missed, and there were lovely people he was willing to spend his whole life waiting for.

But at that moment, when a fast-moving car hit him, her weak hands pushed him away, and he narrowly avoided the car, but she didn't.

His body trembled and he woke up a little.

He was in a daze. This was obviously a memory from a previous life. Why it suddenly appeared at this moment? It must have been caused by the sadness, but he couldn't understand. This sadness was caused by Yin Man, but it could cause entanglements in previous lives.

this.

Li Zhao felt his head hurt, and he groaned while holding his hands.

The wind blows, and I don't know where the petals come from. The petals are floating in the wind, looking particularly lonely, but they are white, covering the sight, leaving only that moment in the eyes.

"Xiaobai, Hua Xiaobai."

Some fragmentary words popped out of his mouth involuntarily, but he seemed confused.

In a trance, the catkins surrounded him and withered in the open space. In the white flowers, he hugged Hua Xiaobai and ran wildly among the white flowers.

In another trance, a cold sword bloomed with evil energy in the open space, piercing Qianren's body fiercely, and her soft body fell down.

"Yinman. No"

My mind was rolling, filled with endless pain, lingering in my heart, destroying every trace of sadness.

"General Li, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?" Shang Xin saw Li Zhao, who didn't know what had happened, looking like he was about to collapse. He quickly supported him and asked with concern.

This question pulled Li Zhao back a little, but his thoughts could not stabilize.

"Xiaobai, Yinman, are you related? Why do you appear in my mind at the same time? Why do you appear in my sad heart at the same time?"

Li Zhao's hair was blown open by the wind and flowed like water, but his squinting eyes were unbearable to look at.

"General Li, are you feeling unwell again? How about you rest for a few days and I'll call the imperial doctor?"

"No need." Li Zhao looked back for a moment and stopped him quickly, "Let me think about the grand meeting and I will contact you then."

The gesture of invitation had an obvious meaning, which was to let Shang Xin leave.

Shang Xin shook his head and left without forcing himself to stay.

For a long time, the man with long flowing hair stood quietly in the pavilion, his eyes were deep and sad, and wherever he looked, he saw in the distance, where there were patches of white flowers, which are typical of mountains and fields, silent and wanton.

"Yinman, are you really going to get engaged? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Yes! We can't go back to the past, so why should we tell you."

The flowers move and fall, all in the breeze, the floating catkins echo, and they return to the wild everywhere. The worries of the past cannot be erased.

"Is this life? These days, I thought I had let go of you and could face you calmly, but at this moment, I feel so heartbroken."

"Destined but not destined, you are well."

"I will definitely give you a satisfactory engagement ceremony."

Li Zhao took a deep breath, glanced at the white catkins in the distance again, and walked away silently.

Time passed like this, and the originally scheduled date of the event was disrupted by Li Zhao, but it could only be postponed slightly. Because of this, it made people feel that the event was more important and the publicity was even greater.

At the same time, with the opening of the train, the magic of Shanglinyuan and the grand event spread even faster, and soon the entire Xianyang City was aware of it.

In a manor, two people were discussing something, which seemed very important.
Chapter completed!