Bamboo forest after a night of heavy snow. It was covered with a thick layer of snow. The cobbled bluestone path was also completely covered up.
No one came to sweep the snow away today. Liangyin knew that the people sweeping the snow could not get up and it would be very difficult for them to move even slightly.
The thick snow crunched under the feet.
A series of footsteps. It extends to the front of the bamboo house.
With a soft creaking sound, the door of the bamboo house was pushed open, and a faint scent of herbs wafted out.
The people lying in the room seemed to hear the movement. He couldn't help but said weakly:
"Yan'er, you don't have to come over. I can do it by myself."
After listening to the warm voice in the room, Liangyin felt a little complicated. She came to the door and whispered: "Peak Master, it's me."
Xuan Bailu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stiffened after hearing such a familiar voice.
After a moment, he turned to look at Liangyin standing at the door.
"Is something wrong?" Xuan Bailu faced Liangyin who was standing at the door and showed a warm smile.
"Yes." Liangyin looked at the man's pale face, a flash of self-blame flashed in his dark eyes.
"What's up?"
"I need Qian Muzhi."
Xuan Bailu's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this. The smile at the corner of his mouth was a little bitter:
"In the center of the main hall, in the vase on the bamboo table, there are thousands of branches."
Liangyin looked at the man's weak smile and opened his mouth.
Still didn't say a word, and paused for a moment. She turned away. Then he walked towards the main hall.
She didn't know that the moment she turned around, Xuan Bailu was lying on the bed. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he seemed a little lost.
As expected, there were several black branches inserted into the blue and white porcelain vase on the table.
When she was about to take out Qian Muzhi. She saw the colorful hanging tassels hanging on the wall again.
Some messy images suddenly flashed through his mind. Liang Yin raised his hand and covered his stinging head:
In late autumn, in the bamboo forest in front of the bamboo house, the bamboo leaves fell all over the ground and were withered and yellow.
A young man dressed in white knelt in front of the bamboo house. Biting her lips tightly, her big, round fox eyes were filled with held back tears, and her face was full of regret.
"Master... it's all my fault. I shouldn't have done that to you. Please... don't drive me away! You can hit me, scold me, or kill me! Please don't drive me away!"
Withered yellow bamboo leaves keep falling.
After an unknown amount of time, a handsome man dressed in white finally walked out of the bamboo house.
The man's silver hair was like a waterfall, and he was as handsome as a god, but his silver eyes were lifeless.
Looking at the young man kneeling on the ground in front of him, he showed no emotion at all, and his voice was as cold as ice slag in a thousand-year cold pond.
"My whole life has been ruined by you. Are you still not going to let me go until now?"
"Master..." Upon hearing this, the boy kneeling on the ground suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the pain in his eyes worsened. Biting his lips tightly, blood spilled out.
The man standing at the door like a god. Looking at the young man's sad expression. There was no trace of distress. He just looked at him with disgust and said:
"You really disgust me."
When the young man in white kneeling on the ground heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly. He raised his eyes and met the man's disgusted gaze.
In an instant, the young man's face turned as pale as paper.
There seemed to be something cracked in those dark eyes, shattered into floating light. It dimmed quickly. Then the hollowness was scary.
The boy burst into tears and bit his bloody lips.
He took out the white feather-shaped fan from his arms and took off the colorful hanging tassels from the bottom of the folding fan.
"Master... no, Peak Master. From now on, the Jin Liangyin of the past will no longer exist. This hanging ear, like his sincerity, will be sealed here forever. Peak Master, take care."
The young man put the hanging tassel on the ground, staggered up and walked silently towards the depths of the bamboo forest.
Withered yellow bamboo leaves covered the cobblestone path.
If the young man turned around at this moment. You can see the handsome man standing at the door of the bamboo house, with tears already streaming down his face.
…
Liangyin, who was holding on to the table, dropped it in shock after completely digesting the sudden memory.
She raised her eyes and looked at the colorful tassels hanging on the wall. The shock cannot be concealed.
It turns out that this tassel was her from the previous life, left here.
And Xuan Bailu has never thrown away this tassel, does it mean that Xuan Bailu actually... liked her in the previous life? !
So what did she do in her previous life to make Xuan Bailu drive her away
When Liangyin wanted to ask the male god again what the reason was, the sound of a man's coughing sounded in the room.
Liangyin turned around, strode into the room, quickly reached the bedside, looked at the man beside the bed with distressed eyes, and said:
"Peak Master! How are you?! Do you need me to help you get medicine?"
Xuan Bailu looked at the "man" who suddenly squatted in front of him, and was suddenly startled.
The "man" was very close to him at this moment. Even though there was a long whip mark on the "man's" face, it could not hide the "man's" handsome appearance.
The man has a pair of big, black fox eyes, a tall bridge of nose, and red lips. This is a face that belongs to the male version of a vixen.
Xuan Bailu never thought that Liangyin would suddenly run in when he was coughing, or even talk to him at such a close distance.
He could almost see Liang Yin from such a close distance, and his pale face was reflected in his dark and round pupils.
Xuan Bailu lost consciousness for a moment, looking at the reflection in Liangyin's pupils, he was suddenly startled, and all his emotions were pulled back.
When he thought that he was a disabled person now, Xuan Bailu's face turned even paler and he suddenly turned his head.
If it were in the past, Liangyin would definitely think that Xuan Bailu turned around like this because he didn't want to see her.
However, after those images flashed through her mind just now, she seemed to gradually understand Xuan Bailu.
Perhaps, he just didn't want her to see his embarrassment.
Liang Yin's eyes were red, and she tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and reached out to hold Xuan Bailu's cold hands.
"Brother Bai Lu. Don't be sad. I will definitely find the elixir for you to restore your Dantian."
Xuan Bailu, who was feeling depressed, never thought that Liangyin would hold his hand.
He never expected that Liang Yin would say such words to her. He suddenly turned his head and met Liang Yin's sincere and guilty eyes.
Liangyin did not call Xuan Bailu master this time, nor did he call Xuan Bailu peak master. Instead, he called her a nickname that no one had ever called him before.
At this moment, Xuan Bailu's mind suddenly shrank and fell into a blank.
By the time he reacted, Liang Yin had already let go of his hand and walked to the door of the room. Liangyin at the door turned around and showed a bright smile towards Xuan Bailu: