There was an autumn rain in City A, and then the weather became cold very quickly.
When the deep winter came, Qingxi's most important film project of this season was finally completed.
But there is no relaxed atmosphere in the company.
It has been a long time since no one has seen Mr. Wei. The man would occasionally come to the company for recent business and then disappear again. Most of Qingxi's affairs are handed over by Zhao Yan, only he can see Wei Xi regularly.
The last time Mr. Wei appeared, it happened to be snowing in City A.
Manager Liu happened to bump into him when he came out of the office, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.
President Wei has lost a lot of weight.
In the deep winter world, the man is wearing a thin black coat, and the snowflakes are melting on the woolen fabric.
He was originally a very stern person, but now he was thinner and his eye sockets were deeper, making his dark eyes so deep that he could not see the bottom. Her short black hair has grown back, and her eyebrows are slightly messy, revealing half of her cold, white face with no expression.
On the surface, it seems like he's just become more reticent than before.
But it's clear...everywhere is different.
Wei Xi came to the company to deal with an important decision for the next quarter. He worked with no nonsense and was very efficient. He didn't even take off his coat at the end.
There are only Zhao Yan and him in the office. Zhao Yan put away the file, hesitated again and again, and asked: "Mr. Wei, sister-in-law..."
Only a very few people know about Ling Zhen's disappearance from the world, and Zhao Yan is one of them.
This matter cannot be explained, and therefore... cannot be resolved. Zhao Yan only learned the news a few days later, and he had no idea how Wei Xi spent the first few days.
No, even now, he doesn't know how Wei Xi lives.
He looks normal, like a hard shell. Only at the moment when Ling Zhen was mentioned did a crack break slightly.
But that was only for a moment, Wei Xi paused for a second, and then hid all his emotions.
He said, "I'm going to leave City A for a while soon."
Zhao Yan swallowed the sadness and asked, "Where are you going?"
Wei Xi didn't say much, got up and walked out: "I will check messages and emails regularly, don't worry."
Zhao Yan: "Hey—"
The man's thin back disappeared into the elevator, and for a moment, there was even a sense of bleakness.
The man he loved had been gone for four full months.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan almost didn't cry.
Wei Xi drove home.
Get out of the car, go up the stairs, to the floor of the house, there is no one in the corridor.
He just stopped.
The windows at the end of the corridor were opened, and the cold winter wind passed through the hall, extremely cold, taking away all body heat.
Wei Xi didn't move, and didn't want to go home.
For a moment, he thought, let him freeze to death here.
In another world, perhaps they could still meet.
The man stood for a long time, until his whole body was cold and numb, and finally moved. He walked over slowly, opened the door, and closed it.
The empty house frightened him.
He found an address in Ling Zhen's mailbox, and he will leave there tomorrow to have a look. Don't hold out any hope, just give yourself something to do.
things about her.
Wei Xi didn't turn on the light, he walked slowly in the dark room, suddenly, a winter thunder flashed across the night sky outside the window.
In the room, the man's whole body tensed up suddenly.
In the darkness, his jaw line drew a line, his hands clenched into fists, and a gleam of light flashed in his black eyes.
He thought he had learned not to hold on to hope, but the moment he turned around slowly, he still hoped that that person would appear there.
But, no.
The boundless darkness seems to be able to swallow people, without his light.
It took Wei Xi a long time to lower his eyes, and slowly sat down on the chair, covering his heart.
The moment Ling Zhen held the book in his hands, he had the feeling of grasping at straws.
The memories under the confinement began to surge, rushing towards the confinement, but still could not be exported.
Ling Zhen knew that she had found the right one—but she still needed a key!
She quickly sat upright and turned the book from the first page. In the first few pages, two people's names appeared the most, one named Shen Yanchu and the other named Jian Wenyi.
The story is nothing new, it describes how Shen Yanchu worked hard to become a heart-throb hero in the showbiz, and how Jian Wenyi knew and fell in love with him.
Ling Zhen didn't have the patience to read their love story, and flipped through the pages quickly, feeling more and more anxious, until—
She saw her name!
Ling Zhenxin moved his head, something was about to come out, but it was still separated by a layer of veil.
She saw how crazily obsessed with the male lead with her own name, how she spared no effort to show affection to the male lead, and did many wonderful things, but the ban was not shaken in the slightest.
Ling Zhen became more and more anxious.
The fuzzy memory urgently needed to find an exit, and she almost tore the pages of the book. She knew what she was looking for, something important that would bring back all her memories—
Ling Zhen hastily turned down a few pages, then suddenly stopped and turned back abruptly.
Then, in the corner of this page, she saw those two words—
"Wei Xi".
Ling Zhen was startled. The heart curled up, and the pain was real and intense.
Almost in an instant, the indestructible ban suddenly fell off.
She has found her key.
... She found her Wei Xi.
The memory surged out from under the restriction, like a torrent, with all the hot and vivid details, filling her whole soul—
That man once held a needle and sewed her clothes stitch by stitch.
He also crossed the city and appeared by her side on the night when she was wronged and sad.
He used to accompany her on the red carpet, accompanied her on shows, and gave her all kinds of novel lives.
He also blackened and lost control, and once bowed his head to admit his mistakes. He also kissed her and hugged her, and surrendered to her.
He started by saying, "The bad guys love you."
He later said, "Death is all together."
That was her Wei Xi.
She almost lost him in the corner of her memory, but fortunately, she asked her master to get him back. The life in Yunyushan is pure white, and there is only a little color in the world. By his side, it is colorful.
Ling Zhen gradually lost sight of the handwriting on the page, and raised his hand to wipe it, only to find that tears were streaming down his face.
The pain in the heart is clearer, it seems to be more painful than the crushed consciousness. She remembered that she didn't even finish talking before she left, and Wei Xi was left by her just like that. How is he now? Will he eat well? Can he sleep peacefully
Ling Zhen curled up, tears rolling down drop by drop.
With tears in her eyes, she turned to the back of the book and found Wei Xi's final ending:
"Afterwards, no one saw that violent and gloomy man again. He seemed to have never existed."
Ling Zhen tore off that page.
Later... That violent and gloomy man will have a woman next to him, and they will always be in each other's lives, supporting each other through the life of a mortal.
A warm yellow light slowly rose from the pages of the book, slowly covering her whole body.
Ling Zhen remembered that it was the same scene when she first wore a book—
However, at this moment, the voice of the master suddenly came from her ear.
"Have you figured it out?"
Her every move here is within the scope of Daoist Lingxu's consciousness, and the ban was broken in an instant, which really surprised him.
If she returns to the mortal world, she will be truly indistinguishable from a mortal. Those decades of Taoism are nothing more than a snap of the fingers for a real person, which is not a pity. What's more, she is Yunyushan's natural spirit body, and her soul will still return after birth, old age, sickness and death in Xiaoqian world.
However, as far as the gods are concerned, the seven emotions and six desires are too vulgar. She is willing to live with mortals, but it makes people hate her.
Master Lingxu pinched the beam of light in the book from the air, and suddenly asked: "Is the world of mortals really that good?"
Ling Zhen could tell that Master had let her go.
After forcibly recalling her soul, sealing her mortal memories, and even using coercion and coercion to no avail, she finally let her go.
Although Daoist Lingxu is strict, he actually loves her after raising her.
Ling really thought, after being well-behaved for so many years, then she will be willful this time.
From now on, her worries are completely put down. Don't be afraid of leaving suddenly, and don't worry about strangers on different routes. Wei Xi's life was entrusted to her, and she finally had a life to give to him.
"The disciple is not filial," Ling Zhen said softly, "I will serve the master in the next life."
Master Lingxu snorted coldly.
The little fairy was gradually shrouded in an increasingly warm light, her outline was blurred, but the corners of her lips were raised little by little.
"Master, the world of mortals is not that good."
The mortal world is indeed barren, full of dirty human nature, and all kinds of inexplicable malice, which made her sad.
Hongchen is not so good.
… but he has.
Ling Zhen thought in his heart: He is better than Hong Chen.
…
Ling Zhen was submerged in that ray of light, his consciousness was ups and downs.
Obviously counting the time, she left not long ago, but she seemed to have spent her whole life thinking about him.
I miss him so much.
I want to land at home immediately and get into his arms.
Tell him sorry for the long wait and your little fairy will never leave again.
She also wanted to sit on his lap and tell him about the sea of clouds in Yunyu Mountain and the slips in the Sutra Pavilion of Master Zu. When she got tired, she would kiss his cheek and sleep with his arms until dawn.
…
The light gradually dissipated, and when Ling Zhen opened his eyes again, his heart was full of hope.
Slowly she adjusted to the light, then looked around.
— Really home!
Ling Zhen had a sore nose and almost cried out.
But she didn't have time to cry at this moment, she put on her shoes and ran into the room.
She misses Wei Xi so much.
Ling Zhen didn't know what time it was, she ran to the door of the room, pushed the door open—
nobody.
The big pink bed has not changed, and the sheets are very flat, as if no one has slept on it.
Ling Zhen was startled, then ran to his room, then looked at the study and bathroom, but there was nothing there.
Only then did she realize that the house was very cold, the windows were wide open, and the wind blowing in seemed to be able to freeze people, and it was not the season for her to leave.
And their home seems to have been unoccupied for a long time.
Ling Zhen returned to the living room, embraced his thinly clothed arms, then raised his hands and rubbed his eyes.
What about Wei Xi
The author has something to say: Whoa whoa whoa! ! !
Let the babies meet in the next chapter woo woo woo woo
(I can finally sleep, I'm too hard to get up tomorrow to review
(Tomorrow’s update may have to be written on the high-speed rail, so I think it’s even more difficult for me QAQ
(Good night!