Fu Zhiyu thought about it and felt like he had an impression. At that time, he saw Xie Ke in the crowd, but there were too many people and the feeling flashed by.
"Why aren't there any earlier ones?" Fu Zhiyu asked, "There are no first-life ones, not even one. Do you have any others?"
He thought it was quite interesting and wanted to see more.
"Of course there are more than just this one, there are many more," he pushed open the cabinet behind the bed, which was full of photo albums, "slowly, I have made so many."
"But..." He paused for a moment, his voice much lower, "Not like that time."
"Why?"
"I treated you badly back then," Xie Ke couldn't help but hug him tightly, "I'm afraid to think about it."
Fu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I've let it go, it's a thing of the past."
"I haven't let it go," Xie Ke said, "I don't want to think about it. When I think about it, I feel heartbroken. I can never let it go."
Fu Zhiyu smiled. He didn't say anything to comfort him at this time. He just kissed his face, hooked his palm with his fingers, and whispered to Xie Ke in his ear: "Let's go back to the room."
The days of living in the study are over.
Xie Ke later became much more restrained, and after a few days, Fu Zhiyu took the initiative to bring him into the study.
He was a little scared to live in this place again, but Fu Zhiyu just pushed open the door of the cabinet.
"I asked the Lord God and did some work. Do you want to see it?" Fu Zhiyu asked him, "See how I see you."
From the moment Xie Ke heard him say these, his fingers couldn't help but tremble.
Fu Zhiyu's arrangement was the same as Xie Ke's, from back to front. Most of the time, he was looking at Fu Zhiyu.
But when you turn to the back, things are a little different.
Fu Zhiyu also recorded his first life.
Xie Ke didn't dare to look any further. He saw his eyes suddenly change. When he looked at Zhiyu, there was only the coldness that he had tried hard to suppress.
"Zhiyu, I..."
Xie Ke wanted to explain, but was stopped by Fu Zhiyu.
"I liked you very much at that time, I really liked you," Fu Zhiyu took the photo album from him, "not only because of your life-saving grace, that was just the beginning, Xie Ke, you are a very capable person, I was a little softer at that time, and I really couldn't do many things as well as you did. The person I admired was excellent in every way except that he didn't love me."
"No, I loved you at that time too..."
"I know now," Fu Zhiyu kissed his face and said to him gently, "Fortunately, we didn't miss it."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Xie Ke, I just want to tell you that we are starting over, not because I have forgotten the past, but because I still remember it, but I don't think it matters anymore. You too, don't have to be so cautious about the past. Sometimes I get angry, and that's normal. Even the most loving couples will get angry. You don't have to act so scared. I won't leave you again."
"Zhiyu..."
"I may not express my feelings for you as directly as I did at the beginning, but Xie Ke, if I don't like you enough, I won't come back," Fu Zhiyu said, "You don't have to be so scared in the future."
Xie Ke didn't know what to answer. Fu Zhiyu hugged him and felt his body shaking and her shoulders were wet.
"It's okay," Fu Zhiyu said, and he smiled again, "Should I give you another wedding? Just wear that dress."
In that intermediate world, they had a wedding and a certificate, but according to Fu Zhiyu's request, the wedding was not a big one.
Xie Ke: “!!!”
He really wants to.
It was impossible to get that piece of clothing back from the past, but Fu Zhiyu made a similar one and also made one for Xie Ke.
Getting married is not just his business.
His little world was under his control, and Fu Zhiyu briefly turned it into his own house at that time, and even hung up red lanterns. Although there were only the two of them, the atmosphere seemed warm and festive.
Xie Ke was also very excited that day.
"I don't know what to say, Zhiyu, thank you," Xie Ke hugged him and was unwilling to let go, "I am the happiest person in the world that you can come back and be willing to be with me. I never expected you to do this for me."
Fu Zhiyu has always been gentle. He is not as emotional as Xie Ke now. He has always been indifferent, but as long as he does a little, it is enough to make Xie Ke feel extremely happy.
"Let's live a good life from now on," Fu Zhiyu said, "We are all fine."
Xie Ke relaxed a lot after that. He was still clingy, and sometimes he was overly caring and cautious, but he felt more secure and was less anxious.
Not long after, Xie Ke's work came to an end, and the open and free world required by world consciousness was basically realized, and some actors could go and try it out.
After finishing this, the two of them had a lot of free time.
It was Xie Ke who suggested that they go and have a look and experience it.
"I've been in the main god space for too long, and I'm afraid you'll get bored," he said, "Don't you want to go back and leave your name in history?"
Fu Zhiyu really thought that they didn't need to prepare anything and just turned around and went. This time, they didn't need to occupy other people's bodies, they could just use their own.
The time in this world that goes down in history flows very fast, and its current level of development is even better than the intermediate world that Fu Zhiyu has visited.
Just as the world consciousness said, the data of this world is cyclical. Those people who are deep in Fu Zhiyu's memory, even if they have left and have forgotten him in reincarnation, are all living well.
It would be great if my blood was really useful.
He has visited every member of the Yuan family, with Xie Ke accompanying him. They are no longer a family, and they don't even know each other anymore, but they are always doing well.
My mother's life has passed away a long time ago. She is now an elegant old lady who lives in a villa area that ordinary people cannot enter. She has her own filial children and grandchildren. It took Fu Zhiyu some time to see her.
She happened to be out that day and seemed to be picking out gifts for her family in a jewelry store. Although her hair had turned gray, she looked in good spirits.
Fu Zhiyu was standing at the end of the counter, and when she walked there, she just happened to see him.
When she saw the young man, she was in a trance for a while.
This is a very handsome man, who looks to be in his twenties. He seems to be glowing, and none of the jewelry in the store is as attractive as him. Behind him is another man, taller than him, who lowers his head slightly and does not speak, standing there as if he is watching over him.
When I saw him, in addition to being amazed, I also felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if all kinds of thoughts were flooding into my mind, making me cry.
"… Who are you?"
"I'm just passing by," Fu Zhiyu wanted to help her comb her hair like he used to, but it was inappropriate, so he held back and continued, "You... are very good."
What he said sounded a little strange, but she didn't show any objection.
The old lady just smiled gently and said, "Child, we are destined to be together."
They gradually started chatting. Fu Zhiyu spoke very little, but she was the one who kept talking about her life, her happiness, the happiness of never having encountered any hardship.
"Today I am going to celebrate my great-grandson's birthday and buy him a gold lock," she said. "I am very happy to meet you and talk to you about this."
"Me too."
Fu Zhiyu smiled, took out a hairpin from his arms, and said softly: "I can't stay here for too long, this... is for you."
That was my mother's favorite hairpin at that time. Strictly speaking, it was a very beautiful hairpin.
No one wears this anymore, and no one would bother combing their hair in such a way.
The old lady didn't want to accept other people's things, but she was stunned when she saw the hairpin, so much so that when Fu Zhiyu stuffed the thing into her hand, she didn't even have time to push it back.
When she came to her senses, Fu Zhiyu was gone.
Do people really have past lives
If not, why do that person and this thing look so familiar
He later went to find Mingdao again. Unlike his mother, his reincarnation was a little late this time.
Mingdao is a junior high school student. When Fu Zhiyu went to see him, he was still wearing his school uniform and studying at school.
He is no longer Yuan Ming Dao who relies on Fu Zhiyu wholeheartedly. He now has a wealthy family and is loved by his parents. He is also excellent in both character and academic performance and ranks among the top students in school. Fu Zhiyu sneaks into the school playground to watch him play, and countless little girls scream for him.
It looks really good, youthful, warm and beautiful.
However, when Fu Zhiyu went to their school, he saw something else besides Ming Dao.
The game was over. Fu Zhiyu took it and flipped through it. He saw records about his own era, and even his and Xie Ke's names appeared in it.
Jilin no longer exists, but that powerful dynasty will always be remembered by people.
Many epoch-making practices that took place there were recorded in the history book written by Fu Yanxi himself. It has been well preserved and has been read and analyzed countless times by later generations.
However, when Fu Zhiyu saw someone playing himself under his own name in a historical adaptation in the media, he still felt a little embarrassed.
"You're in there too, my God," he couldn't help but hold his forehead, "I don't know what to say."
"The plot is not authentic," Xie Ke commented after watching a few episodes carefully. "It says here that I am confronting you, but how could I be so?"
Fu Zhiyu: "… Stop watching it, turn it off immediately."
Finally, the two of them went to take a look at the canal.
The canal is still in use today, but the river channel has been widened a lot, the surrounding area has been renovated, and the dock has become much larger. Huge cruise ships pass through the river, making loud rumbling noises.
Fu Zhiyu had also taken Xie Ke up there before. Looking back on the past at this time, he felt a different feeling.
There are too many memories, always good and bad. Almost everything has its ups and downs, but looking back now, I can just laugh it off.
What’s important is now.
Looking from the boat, the surface of the river was coated with a layer of sunset light, and the sparkling waves were very beautiful. Fu Zhiyu lay on the windowsill of the room to look at the scenery, and Xie Ke sat beside him looking at him. After a while, he couldn't help but go over and kiss his eyes.
"Zhiyu," he whispered, "I love you, I will always love you."
He watched his sweetheart turn around because of these words, and her glass-like eyes looked at him with a smile, as if saying, "Me too."
The author has something to say: It's finished. The article has many shortcomings. Thank you very much for your support over the past few months. See you in the next article.
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Other children are taught by their parents to study hard and strive for the first place, but Xiao Wan is different. His father Xiao Xueman taught him: "Be good, son, don't always get the first place, okay? Hurry up and suppress the dual-element spiritual veins. You don't even know to give way to other children. It's very rude."
Xiao Wan: "..."
One day he finally mustered up the courage to ask why, and got the following answer: "My son, if you stand out too much and are discovered by the people of the First Heaven, you and your father will be captured and locked up forever. Isn't that scary?"
Xiao Wan: “… Wow, so scary.” (Good reading)
There are eighteen levels in the world, divided according to strength. Xiao Wan and his father live on the seventeenth floor, which is the lowest of the lowest. What is the relationship between them and those legendary powers in the first level
Originally, Xiao Wan suspected that his father might be a wanted criminal who fled here. There were many such people in the Seventeenth Heaven.
But he later discovered that the legendary Emperor Wangtian in the First Heaven, who lost his beloved wife and was living a life worse than death, seemed to be his... another father
It's my favorite wife-chasing crematorium story. Hehe. The top is slow and the bottom is only interested in his wife and children. The top is in the old-age state and does not talk about feelings. He focuses on raising children.