The Shen Zhixian at this time was not Shen Zhixian, he was just a young man who used to be high-spirited many years ago.
That young man, who was originally noble, unrestrained, dashing, and brilliant, was made a big joke by fate.
After many years of tossing around and going through many things of life and death, he finally became a complete young man of his own again.
But seeing this young man every year, he can no longer be as fresh and furious as he used to be. He has lost too many things, and under the surface of returning calmly, there are only scars all over his body.
Shen Zhixian felt that his nose was sour, his eyes were hot, and all kinds of emotions were rolling in his chest, so he couldn't calm down.
Yan Jin was only stunned for a moment, then reached out his hand to wrap his whole body into his arms.
Just like a long time ago when Sui Jian hugged Xiao Yan Jin.
Shen Zhixian wrapped his arms around Yan Jin's waist and buried his head in Yan Jin's arms, listening to Yan Jin's strong heartbeat, holding back tears and trying to calm down.
Yan Jin didn't say a word, he was not good at words, and he couldn't say as many interesting words as he did when he coaxed Xiao Yan Jin back then. He could only do his best to give Shen Zhixian a warm hug.
After holding him for a long time, Shen Zhixian sniffed, and was about to let go of Yan Jin, sitting up straight, but Yan Jin lowered his head, raised his hand to cup his face, and kissed the corner of his eye a little bit of moisture.
Shen Zhixian was caught off guard, and felt the hot breath spray on the corner of his eyes, he tilted his head subconsciously, and Yan Jin's lips fell on his temples.
His ears turned red silently, but fortunately it was in the dark, so Yan Jin probably wouldn't be able to see too clearly. With a hint of luck, Shen Zhixian leaned back slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Jin's hand on his face, and calmly said, "What are you doing?"
His tone was relatively calm, with a faint nasal tone, Yan Jin didn't speak, he put his hand down, wrapped one hand around his waist, and the other through the bend of his leg, and hugged him up.
The sudden embrace of the princess made Shen Zhixian let out an "ah", and subconsciously wrapped his arms around Yan Jin's neck, only to react after a while: "Let me down..."
Yan Jin hugged him not far from the edge of the cliff before putting him down, with one hand firmly clasping his waist.
Shen Zhixian looked under his eyes. Although he had recovered his memory, it was a fact that he stepped on the empty stairs and fell to his death. He was still a little cowardly at this height.
He probably guessed what Yan Jin wanted to do. Before, he said that he wanted to see the scenery here, but he was afraid of heights. Now Yan Jin is afraid that he wants to accompany him to realize this little wish.
Although now Haoyue is fading, the starlight is dim, and the surroundings are dark, there is nothing to see, but Yan Jin has this heart, and Shen Zhixian feels that his mood is much better.
Yan Jin raised his hand and spread it out.
A dark green light appeared in his palm, Shen Zhixian was stunned, watching the familiar little grass sprout swaying and twisting in Yan Jin's palm, he said, "This is also... Soul Rescue Grass?"
Yan Jin hummed and said softly, "I only found out recently."
The meaning of what he said was not very clear, Shen Zhixian couldn't tell whether he was simply recently knowing that Xiaocaoya was a soul-seeking grass, or that he had only recently recovered his memory and knew some past events.
Xiaocaoya slept for a long time, and finally woke up. She jumped from Yan Jin's palm to Shen Zhixian's shoulder happily, grabbed a strand of his hair with ease, and slid down: "Chirp chirp! Chirp!"
Seeing Xiaocaoya leave, Yan Jin folded his palms and opened them again. This time, a peach blossom branch appeared in his palm.
There are still three or four peach blossoms on the flower branches, one of which is in full bloom, and is preserved and stopped at the most beautiful moment by some kind of magic.
Seeing this flower branch, Shen Zhixian seemed to be familiar with it, and hesitantly said, "This is..."
"It's the flower branch that Suijian gave me in the secret realm of the merman." Yan Jin said softly, with a faint smile in his words, "I am very happy and I like it very much."
Shen Zhixian also reacted, this is a small peach blossom that he folded as a sword in the secret realm, and later gave it to Yan Jin.
There was a small peach blossom in the area. After he used it to kill the little ghost, it was not perfect. After he gave it to Yan Jin, he didn't take it seriously, he just thought that Yan Jin would throw it away after turning his hand, but who knows, Yan Jin cherished it so much that he preserved it with magic techniques, and has treasured it to this day.
Shen Zhixian suddenly felt a little regretful, he grabbed Yan Jin's sleeve and said seriously: "This flower is not good-looking, I will fold it for you to make it more beautiful."
Yan Jin didn't say a word, he threw the flower branch in front of him gently, and the flower branch was slanted into the soil, and he whispered, "Ya Ya."
The little grass buds chirped, and reluctantly swayed down from the ends of Shen Zhixian's hair, circled around the flower branches, circle after circle, and the green and fine light fell on the flower branches and the soil, gradually blending in. .
The flower branch took root in the soil, and it grew taller and bigger, and soon it grew into a sturdy peach blossom tree. It fell, confusing Shen Zhixian's eyes.
Shen Zhixian was stunned. After a long while, he looked at Xiao Cao Ya who was sitting on the ground and gasping for breath, and sighed, "... Xiao Cao Ya is really powerful."
When Xiaocaoya heard that she was being praised, a Ji Ling immediately stood up again, akimbo proudly, and twisted.
Shen Zhixian was made to laugh by its smug gesture, and his heart was much relieved. He simply pulled Yan Jin to sit on the ground under the flower tree, and joked: "Is this considered the moon before the flower? Well, it seems that there is no moon."
This scene is very beautiful, he doesn't want to think about those troubles for a while, he just smiles and jokes, cherishing a moment of joy.
Yan Jin glanced at him and said softly, "If you want it, you will have it."
He choked between his fingers, and he didn't know what spell he had used. Shen Zhixian vaguely felt that a barrier was rising from the ground, covering them together with the flowers and trees.
The surrounding scenery suddenly became a lot hazy, and then little by little, a small star-like light gradually emerged in the air, and a light wind blew past, dispelling the darkness, and blowing a bright moon, rising slowly.
Lingling moonlight shone down, Shen Zhixian raised his head slightly, and a gentle smile appeared between his eyebrows unconsciously. He raised his hand to catch a ray of moonlight, and sighed, "Ajin will grow up and make people happy."
He looked at the bright moon, Yan Jin looked at him, as if looking at rare treasures: "Are you happy that year?"
"happy."
Shen Zhixian replied with a smile, he looked at the bright moon for a while, then turned his head to talk to Yan Jin, but Yan Jin was too close to him, and as soon as he turned around, he almost wiped Yan Jin's lips.
He leaned back slightly, trying to avoid it, but Yan Jin then put his hand on the back of his head, making him unable to move.
Yan Jin's scorching gaze fell on his lips, and Shen Zhixian immediately guessed what he was going to do.
From the corner of Shen Zhixian's eyes, he saw that Xiaocaoya's waist was no longer crossed, and the grass leaves were no longer swaying, as if he was paying attention to this side intently, he said helplessly: "... Xiaocaoya is watching."
Yan Jin held the back of his head with one hand and stretched out the other hand back. She had seen Shen Zhixian falling asleep and wanted to put it on for him, but was thrown onto the couch by an invisible force. Come over, Yan Jin grabbed it in his hand and raised it slightly.
The wind carried by the robe rolled down a peach blossom that was in full bloom. It fell from the branch and spread out when it fell halfway. One of the petals fell on Shen Zhixian's hair. Holding the two together, the petals were brought down again.
Just when it landed on Shen Zhixian's lips, Yan Jin leaned slightly and bit it, and at the same time, she also choked another peach blossom.
Tucked under his clothes, Shen Zhixianfu fell into darkness again.
He raised his head, there was a slight stun in his eyes, and soon it turned into a gentle smile, and he endured everything silently.
Fiery, breathing, peach blossom.
It was the whole world he had at this time.
The author has something to say: Xiaocaoya: ? ? ? crooked? ?
The manuscript box is laid, and the manuscript box is about to grumble. It's not that I want to grumble, it's the manuscript box that really shuts down automatically when it runs out of power.
Back home late on Thursday, probably more on Friday.