Bai Shi turned to face Hong Ling, the loneliness in his eyes instantly disappearing. The corners of his mouth curved into a perfect arc: "A Ling..."
"You're coming to see them again?"
Bai Shi's expression darkened, and he stretched out his fair and slender hands, gently grasping the red-collared girl's pair of soft hands.
"Yeah... We're about to get married, but Xian and Sha... I don't know where they've been reincarnated."
Hongling looked at Baishi distressedly, and after a long while, he said, "Ashi, some things should be let go. In this world... how many things are beyond our control? How many endings... in the end, it's all fate.
If you are so depressed and can't let go, how can they feel at ease?"
“…Let’s go back!”
Bai Shi did not respond to Hong Ling's words, but just held her hand and walked slowly in the mountains.
Hongling didn't say anything else. After all, there were some things that Bai Shi had to figure out and let go of on his own... No one, even someone as close to him as her, could replace him or force him to do so.
Under the same moonlight, in the Wind Temple, outside Mengqin's bedroom.
Saiyan stood outside the palace wall with extraordinary grace, his sleeves moving without wind, his hair fluttering in the wind, showing his elegant demeanor.
"Ah...Xiaoqin...I love you...You are the crow in the sky, flying and flying, and I am the yellow dog on the ground, chasing and chasing!"
Crunch...
The palace gate opened and Mengqin walked out with a smile.
That smile was brighter than cherry blossoms in March, and Saiya's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.
Lai Siyu really did not lie to him. Such a beautiful love poem really touched the heart of the beauty. Look, his Xiaoqin couldn't help but run out to meet him under the moon!
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