Chapter 107 Chapter 50 Return

When I woke up, I was already lying on the soft Simmons, covered with a warm eiderdown quilt, and the western-style chandelier cast soft and soothing light. I forced myself to sit up, tried my best to move my limbs that were so numb that they didn't belong to me, and stared at the half-opened window. The sea and sky outside are the same color, clear blue like washing, against the green coconut groves by the sea, the scenery is picturesque.The sea breeze is gentle, and even the smell that rushes into the room brings the saltiness of the ocean.It turns out that I live by the sea, probably on some small island.

When he was about to struggle to get up and take a closer look, he saw his mother in robes bringing fragrant rice porridge, and said with a smile, "After sleeping for five years, I finally woke up." "Mom!" I choked up and hugged my mother, tears pouring out.Familiar, but with a touch of strangeness.If you look closely, you can see that there are many gray hairs in front of the temples, and the fine lines on the forehead seem to have deepened a lot, but the loving eyes are consistent and have never changed in the slightest. Mother hugged me tenderly, with tears also flashing, she hugged me tightly and said, "Xiyue, don't cry!"

People called me Rong Shu'er when I got acquainted, and suddenly I was called Xiyue by others, which seemed strange for no reason.It took me five years to adapt to Datang, how long will it take me to re-adapt to this strange modern society? Seeing that I drank a bowl of porridge, my mother talked about what happened after I left. I was accidentally engulfed by an avalanche in Shambhala Mountain. Although my grandmother and mother knew it was God's will, how could they bear to see that my bones were gone, and even my soul disappeared? Especially Jing Qian, he tried his best to recruit a large number of rescuers to search for my body.After searching for fifty-six days, I was lucky enough to find me in the snow mass. I was completely lifeless.

The three of them went back to Mount Shambhala, begging Master Tianxiu to rescue me.Master Tianxiu flatly refused, and declared that even if I found my soul, I would not be able to find it.Even if it is taken back by force, it will leave sooner or later. The three of them didn't give up, they put me in an ice coffin, and began to search for supernatural beings all over the world to try to save me, until they came to Cuili Island more than three years ago.Talented people and strangers from all over the world gathered on this island, and there were almost all kinds of sects.They were also very interested in my soul going out of my body and wandering in other ages, and they began to study with my grandmother and mother how to summon my soul back.

Almost every month, they all gather in one place regularly, around my ice coffin, and summon me with their own incantations and mental techniques.After a long time, this seems to have become their homework. Regardless of whether it has any effect, on the fifteenth of each month, or when someone among them suddenly thinks of a more suitable method, they will come to try it. A month ago, they found that there seemed to be a trace of my soul wandering outside, and they tried to summon it, but they actually saw that strand of soul enter my body. Overjoyed, they moved me out of the ice coffin, and guarded and cast spells day and night. They saw that more and more remnant souls gathered, and they saw that although my body was not placed in the ice coffin, it was still immortal.The night before yesterday, the six souls and six souls gathered together leisurely, and my heart, which had stopped beating for more than five years, started beating slowly again.

Counting the days, it was when I left Hegan Chengji and after I left Datang that I gradually became desperate and lost the desire to survive, and my soul began to escape gradually.This escape intensified with the call of modern mages, and even when I arrived in Shambhala, I felt that I was dying.About this time, half of the seven souls and six souls have drifted away, and the rest are also unstable. Even the mage on Shambhala Mountain easily sent me back to the place where I was summoned. I held my mother's hand in tears and said, "Mom, you've worked hard! Where's grandma?" I reached out to look for my white-headed grandmother.

The mother lowered her head and said in silence for a long time: "Your grandmother is old. In the second year of coming to this island,...Jing Qian came to visit you from time to time and helped me with your grandmother's funeral." I was a little suffocated, just shook my head, silently lying on my mother sobbing. My mother patted me lightly, and when I calmed down, she said: "Actually, as long as you live well, she will be happy even if she goes." I nodded vigorously, and I just asked myself in my heart, can I still live a good life and live happily? The Tang Dynasty is already a dream of more than 1,300 years ago, but why everything in the Tang Dynasty is still vivid in my mind, and even the melancholy and desperate eyes of Hegan Chengji have never been caused by the dream of more than 1,300 years. slightly blurred by time distance.When I think of him, my heart still hurts like a knife, even though this painful body is not Rong Shuer's, but Yun Xiyue's.

At this time, the mother had already asked, "Xiyue, what era have you been living in these past few years? Are you happy?" happy?I pursed my lips, and suddenly burst into tears: "I'm not happy, not happy! Because I've missed the best, the best!" I briefly talked about my five-year journey to the Tang Dynasty, from designing Princess Wencheng's entry into Tibet, to being humiliated by the King of Han, to the entanglement and love with Dongfang Qingyao, Hegan Chengji and Su Xu. Mother just hugged me tightly, stroked my hair, and comforted me softly. After finishing the story for a while, my mother stared at me sadly, her once bright eyes were so dim.She sighed: "Xiyue, it seems that it's my mother's fault. In fact, you should stay in Datang."

I looked up in surprise. On the face of the mother, there was a clear expression of the vicissitudes of life, and she said softly: "Silly boy, love is born to hate, in the end it is still love! When that Hegan Chengji came to his senses one day, he could never find you again. What will happen to him?" I shook my head and said, "Mom, I hurt him too much. Even if he loves me, it's not because of love, but because he really hates me. He should hate me far more than he loves me." My mother only looked at me tenderly, and suddenly smiled slightly, and said: "I was always worried that you would be sad if you woke up and couldn't see Jing Qian. If that's the case, it's fine."

I was startled.When I woke up, I was thinking of my mother and my grandmother, but I really didn't think of Jing Qian. Thinking of what my mother said just now, when my grandmother passed away, Jing Qian would visit me from time to time to help her with her grandmother's funeral.Unknowingly lowered his head, and said with a wry smile: "Jing Qian, does he have a sweetheart?" My mother stared at me and said: "That's a good child. I waited for you for four years and got married last year. I came here again before getting married and watched you in front of your coffin for a whole night. I persuaded you, I just went back. Thinking about it, I probably still have you."

I knew that in the hopeless waiting, love will wither like a flower. Even if there is still a sliver of heart, it will lose the most moving color in life.I feel a little lost in my heart, besides the loss, there is also an inexplicable relief.Although we loved each other, in the end, we each walked out of our own lives.It's just that he finally found his other half, but what about mine? Forever, forever, forever falling in the unreachable Datang? As I twisted the velvet quilt, another thought occurred to me.I asked my mother: "Don't people have seven souls and six souls? Why are only six souls and six souls summoned?" Do I still have a soul that was lost in the Tang Dynasty? The mother said: "Oh, you still have a soul, which was infused on the ancient jade with Chi patterns by Master Tianxiu. When we rescued you from Mount Shambhala, we didn't find that ancient jade, so that The Dao Soul can't be called back. Fortunately, only six souls and six souls are enough to keep your mind clear. As long as you stay safely on this Cuili Island, there are many people here, and the aura is overflowing, even if your appearance cannot be tolerated. With the way of gods and ghosts, there will no longer be evil spirits who dare to come here to haunt you." Chi pattern ancient jade!I lost the Chi pattern ancient jade in the Tang Dynasty!Is my last ray of soul preserved there? Just like, in Hegan Chengji, I lost the last piece of my heart. I stayed in the room for seven or eight days, and my body gradually recovered. Looking at the delicate and pale face belonging to Yunxiyue in the mirror, I felt that it was not pleasing to the eye, as if I was looking at a familiar stranger, and somehow I felt a little lost .After worshiping the grandmother who was buried on the island, I started to walk around the island to relax. The residents on the island are indeed all supernatural beings, and they are very indifferent by nature. Except for spiritual arts, there is nothing that can interest them.Although they smiled when they looked at me, according to my opinion, it was mostly because I was the result of their great spiritual skills, just like art masters always have special feelings for their own words.Thinking about it this way, even that little smile felt dull. More often, I just stand on the watchtower overlooking the sea and stare quietly into the distance.The sky is high, the clouds are far away, and the sea is blue, all the more contrasting the indescribable desolation and loneliness of this isolated island, just like Hegan Chengji who is still in the Tang Dynasty, the lonely and empty street, lonely and desolate . How is he? My mother always told me that he must love me more than he hates me.I always deny it.And I finally had no chance to test him again. Missed in this life. Missed in this life! The tears in my heart filled up like a rising tide. Chengji, if God gives me another chance, I will definitely love you and never give up.