Inside the rain curtain, in the sound of the rain, the soft sound spreads around all around like a soft whisper, and with the rushing sound of the rain, it seems to merge together, forming a ray of dream sound from the dust.
The butterfly next to Qinghong fell in her palm and was gently held by her to shield her from wind and rain. It seemed that she was the butterfly, but she didn’t know who would be able to shield her from the same in this world. wind and rain.
She turned around and saw a stranger in white clothes under an oil paper umbrella.
"Red Butterfly... This name is very beautiful." Qing Hong looked at the white-haired young man, smiled slightly, her smile blooming, making her look like an arrogant rose, blooming by itself.
"If you like it, you can become a red butterfly." Wang Lin looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and the scenes of the past on the Suzaku star in the cave world appeared in his eyes.
The woman smiled slightly and did not speak. She looked at Wang Lin, the eyes of the two condensed in the wind and rain, and they stayed for a long time.
"I have seen you, in my dream, when I became the third step, I have seen you." Qinghong looked at Wang Lin and said softly.
"Do you believe in reincarnation?" Wang Lin looked away from the woman and looked at the rain curtain on the horizon.
"Do you believe it?" the woman asked back.
"I..." Wang Lin paused, and after a long time, he nodded.
"I believe."
"If you even believe the White-haired Yuetianzun, then I will also believe it." The woman turned around, also looking at the rain curtain, and said softly.
"I always felt that I was waiting for someone to give me the answer... When I became the third step, I knew that the person I was waiting for was you.
Reincarnation? I have been thinking about whether I have a past life, otherwise, why do I like red and butterflies. I have also been thinking that if you like a thing, you can't like it out of thin air. There is always a reason for it. If it is not the cause of this world, then it is the past.
My predecessor is called Red Butterfly, isn't it? "The woman didn't look back, her voice was calm.
"But in my dream, like in my previous life, there is another life... In that life, I also saw you."
Wang Lin was startled.
"In that lifetime, I remember you asked me a question, a question that I didn't get the answer until now, do you want to hear it." Qinghong looked at the sky and said softly.
"What question did I ask you?" Wang Lin was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
"You are willing to keep the memory of this life, or restore the memory of the previous life." Qinghong turned around and looked at Wang Lin. There was a ray of light that Wang Lin could not see through her beautiful eyes.
"Past and present lives can coexist, but when the memory of the past life is restored, there will be a lot of worries in this life. If you don't recover, you won't know, if you know it, it will become unforgettable. This is my understanding." Qinghong's voice was a little melancholy, and she murmured in a low voice.
"How did you answer me at the time?" Wang Lin asked with confusion in his eyes, looking at the woman in front of him.
"Forget the past, only in this life, if you persist, reincarnation again and again is a kind of pain, but also a kind of confusion." Qinghong muttered with complicated eyes.
"I understand." Wang Lin sighed lightly. He knew that Hongdie remembered something, but for the past life she had said in the past life, it shocked Wang Lin's mind. He thought of being in the dream of Vermilion Star , In the pavilion that was also under the rain curtain, he saw a woman, holding a baby girl, and came to him.
There was a red butterfly in the rain curtain, sheltering from the rain under the leaves. When the woman asked herself to name the baby girl, he said the word red butterfly.
In silence, Wang Lin turned and walked away. He knew Hongdie's choice.
"I have forgotten a lot of the memories of that life. I only remember you and this question, and... another person... He said a word to you.
I still remember this sentence. "Qing Hong closed her eyes, her voice soft.
"What are you talking about?" Wang Lin walked into the rain curtain without pausing.
"If your heart dies, then forget..."
Wang Lin in the rain curtain suddenly shook his body. He turned abruptly, his eyes were shocked. The shock came from his soul, which made him silent in the rain. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was also unconsciously loosened and moved downwards. Falling away, getting wet by the rain.
"Mo Zhi." Wang Lin's eyes appeared in front of the Vermilion Star. When he was a low-level monk, it was also on a rainy night. In the temple, a bald man looked at himself with confusion in his eyes. , The sentence that was said.
"This rain, born in the sky, died in the earth, the middle process is life..."
"If your heart dies, then forget..."
That sentence reverberated in Wang Lin's mind, and the bald man's gaze appeared clearly. In his gaze, there was a kind that Wang Lin couldn't see through at the time, but now that I think about it, there is clear pain and compassion.
Wang Lin left, with confusion and answers he didn't want to think about, and left here.
Qinghong looked at the direction where Wang Lin disappeared in the distance, and stood there for a long time, for a long time, until the rain in the sky and the earth cleared, she let go of her hand, in the palm of her hand, the butterfly stirred its wings and flew around her. After a few laps, towards the distance, flew away.
"When will you forget...Perhaps, you will never choose this way." Qing Hong lowered her head, turned around and walked into the cave mansion with decline and loneliness.
Wang Lin was silent all the way between the day and the earth.
"Reincarnation, when I went to open the memory of the past after other people’s reincarnation, I didn’t think about whether I was also in a reincarnation... If I was really in this reincarnation, then who would open the memory of the past life for me. "Wang Lin was thinking about it, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, tears streaming down his eyes amidst the laughter.
"Reincarnation, this is reincarnation!! But even if I am really in this reincarnation, then I will never choose to forget, never, never!!!" Wang Lin laughed, he suddenly For the ancestral temple in the ancient city of Shigu, when experiencing the ancient three-point god, I saw the figure roaring to the sky.
The words of the figure seemed to whirl in his ears again.
"world!!"
"What's the use of the top of heaven and earth!!!"
"All beings worship, what's the use!!!"
"What's the use of immeasurable calamity!!!"
"Since this world is like this, why not destroy it!!!"
"Since these beings are like this, why not dissipate!!!"
"Since this tribulation is like this, how can it continue to spread!!!"
"In this case, I will use my method to close the eyes of the blue sky, let the earth fall asleep, let the yellow spring flow back, stop the reincarnation, and let the sky... no thoughts!!!"
Wang Lin murmured, talking about the voice whirling in his ears, the voice gradually grew louder and louder, finally shaking the sky, causing the sky to roll and the earth to blast, making the entire Xiangang Continent seem to set off a storm .
There is a mortal city in the southwest of the fairy clan continent, Dongzhou, and Linhuazhou.
In the city, in a remote corner, there is a blacksmith's shop. The business is pretty good and the family can live a good life. This is mainly the male owner of the blacksmith shop, who takes every piece of iron very seriously. Responsible, after many years, I have gained a good reputation here.
The male host was a big man, who looked like he was in his thirties, and his body was quite strong. He was in the shop, topless, and was hitting iron continuously. From the shop, clanging sounds continued to be heard.
The backyard of the shop is where the family lives. This big man has a beautiful and virtuous wife and an eight-year-old daughter. At the moment, the little girl is in the shop, not too hot, looking at her father, and running from time to time. Go and get a towel to wipe the sweat on my father.
At this time, the big man would have a happy smile on his face.
He is very satisfied with his current life. Although simple, he has a lovely daughter and a wife who loves him. This is very content for him. He wants to do his best to maintain this family. Make your life better, and make your daughter's future better.
For this goal, he worked hard for this blacksmith's shop, worked very hard, and did everything very seriously.
His life is simple, but in this simplicity, there is a warmth that he cherishes very much. He was born in this city, and he has a lot of playmates who grew up with him. They are now married, but they still often drink together, laugh together, and think back to the funny scenes when they were young.
In the night, sometimes when he fell asleep, he would have a dream. In that dream, he was so powerful, like an emperor, bringing people who followed him to fight with the enemy.
In that dream, there was parting, blood, and sorrow. In the dream, he also had a daughter, who seemed to be called Shuang... the same name as his current daughter.
It’s just that this dream, after all, is unreal. Whenever he wakes up from a dream, he will be confused. He looks at the night sky outside the window and starts to be dazed. In his heart, there seems to be a longing for everything in that dream, but At this time, he would look down at his sleeping wife next to him, and at the daughter in his wife's arms who still dare not sleep alone after eight years old, he would smile and forget everything in that dream.
If he is allowed to choose, he will choose his family instead of the dream life.
He didn't know that when he was looking at his family, there was also someone looking at him in the night sky.
Wang Lin looked at the blacksmith's family in the lower city. He could feel Qinglin's happiness and satisfaction. The Immortal Emperor of the Dongfu Realm in the past has now become a mortal, but he has found happiness and warmth.
Wang Lin was very envious. He looked at Qinglin, turned and left for a long time.
"Like Hongdie, his choice is forgetting... Forgetting the past, forgetting the previous life, and immersing all body and mind in this life, in that reincarnation, forgetting again and again, cherishing again and again.
Their choice is correct... My choice is also correct! "Wang Lin murmured.