"It's really amazing." Zhongli Muyuan was the first person to choose a room. He closed his eyes, thinking about himself in the room of the elf clan, and when he opened his eyes, the empty wall unexpectedly appeared. A door, the pattern on the door is the same as Zhongli Muyuan's room in the elf clan, he couldn't help feeling emotional and said in admiration.
"That's wonderful." Yanyue also chose her own room. After the door appeared again, he went in directly. When he came out again, his handsome face was full of incredulity, and he said in amazement, "Shuizu is really extraordinary, it's wonderful, wonderful."
Others are eager to try, but only a few people can have their own separate rooms, and the other entourages are two people sharing a room, creating their own rooms with mutual preferences. Beichen Moxuan and the others were still the last ones to create the room. He actually didn't have too many thoughts in his mind. For some reason, he suddenly remembered her, and created his own room according to the appearance of Murong Xing'er's room in the Nuwa clan. .
Without saying much, he raised his feet and walked in. The daughter's boudoir, which was mainly pale pink, looked so warm, but this room was occupied by a big man, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable. He carefully looked at every furnishings in the room, her frown and smile appeared in front of him, as if she had never left, she was still standing in front of the dressing mirror, smiling and saying to him, 'Mo Xuan, come and help I'll see which hairpin looks good'.
He raised his hand to grab her, but found that all this was just a dream, a bitter smile raised on his lips, mocking himself in his heart, Beichen Moxuan, what are you expecting? Xing'er is not yours anymore, not from this life. What are you regretting? It's all just because of your cowardice, that's all.
"Young Master, this..." After creating his own room, the third elder walked in to look for Beichen Moxuan. He was stunned when he first saw the decorations in the room. The decorations were too familiar. After the girl went, they went back there once a year, thinking about everything about her and comforting themselves that she would be back soon.
Beichen Moxuan's back looks so lonely, exuding a strong sad atmosphere from the inside out, he doesn't seem to notice the arrival of the third elder, he is still immersed in his own thoughts, immersed in endless sadness, Difficult to extricate themselves.
"Young Master, why are you struggling?" The third elder couldn't bear to see Beichen Moxuan go on like this, he sighed softly, and said persuasively, "You must be tired all by yourself for so many years, guarding the stars. Girl alone, even if it's just a faint hope, even if it's just a stranger with the same soul."
"You found her again, but everyone has their own fate, and you and her are not married in the world. She also has her own happiness now. Why are you so persistent and hurting yourself. Some things need to be seen early, and some relationships need to be seen sooner. Let go, some attachments are just attachments, they won't change anything, so why bother to embarrass yourself here."
"I've loved her for thousands of years, how can I just let it go?" Beichen Moxuan didn't turn around, he smiled bitterly, and there were still faint tears on his cheeks.