Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 831 Fanwai [Jimozi]

The morning light is faint, the dawn dispels the night, and the sky is slightly white.

I am Jimozi, one of the rare spiritual beasts in this world who can cultivate and change form. I stand in front of the window, let the steep wind run through the sleeves of clouds, caress my skin, white hair, and the sleeping face on the bed behind me .

I didn't turn around to look, the familiar appearance of the person on the bed was already engraved in my heart.

For so many years, we have accompanied each other like this every day. At that time, I often thought that it would be great if she could open her eyes later.I am nostalgic for that quiet and peaceful face, and I am nostalgic for every bit of familiar and unfamiliar nostalgia.

I'm so eager, but this time, she really won't wake up again.

Youth is fleeting, beauty withered.

Bitterness filled my heart, I gently raised my hand, the touch of my fingertips remained unchanged, but the spot on my forehead was unforgettable.

Over the past few decades, it has been integrated into my body, into my flesh and blood, but the person who wrote it was taken to heaven by time, to a place without me.

The person I put in my heart finally left me forever and ever.

I am Jimozi, and Jimo is a compound surname. I don’t know the origin of this name, but as long as I can remember, it has existed in my mind, just like the words between the foreheads, from generation to generation, forever.

I don't know how many years I have lived. I have seen the vicissitudes of life, I have seen the ancient moon, I have seen a world without monsters and humans, and I have seen stars and the sun stand shoulder to shoulder.

For me, time is meaningless, it can't make me look old, it can't make my life go away, and it can't let me accompany the person I want to accompany to reach the unknown distance.

I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I will go in the future. For countless days and nights, I was alone, wandering the world.

The meaningful chapter of my life should have started when I met her. At that time, she was an immature and proud woman, pure and worldly, alert and wise. That kind of beauty was just a flash in the pan, and then withered forever.

For me, time is eternity, for her, time is the moment of youth.

The dawn dissipated, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning slipped from my fingertips, fell to the ground, and slowly climbed up to the head of the bed, onto the woman's withered face.

I still remember her most beautiful appearance, but she doesn't know when she is old and withered. In this life, flowers bloom and fall. She is Qi Yi, and she gave all her beautiful and short time to me.

She is old, she has passed away, but I am still in love with her, the first ray of warm sun in the morning.

I'm afraid of being alone, that's what she said, but she doesn't know, I'm already used to this kind of loneliness.

The sky is vast and the white clouds are frivolous. I closed my eyes gently, feeling the sun warming every inch of my skin, and feeling the hollow heart in my chest that the sun cannot touch.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

It seems that there is a phantom unfolding in my heart, unfolding into a sad story, unfolding into a completely different ending from the present.

Tears wet the green shirt, I suddenly understood.

It turned out that all this was just a dream, just a fleeting dream in my boundless years.

Slowly opening my eyes, looking back, I looked at the familiar face on the bed again, so peaceful and serene.But before that, she lived such a miserable life and experienced so many vicissitudes.

If there is an afterlife, I would like to protect her frailty and her strength.

I gently closed my eyes, the sun is still there, and the beauty is gone.

(End of this chapter)