The cold wind blows away the snow,
The warm sun heralds the coming of spring.
Above the attic, Su Jingyan stared at Ning Baixue closely.
The white snow melted away, and the small town in Jiangnan regained its poetic charm. The green and white colors of green tiles and white walls embellished the small town with the meaning of mist and rain.
Ning Baixue was sitting peacefully on the attic, wearing a elegant white dress, reflecting her peerless face, which made her appear detached and otherworldly.
The long hair that was originally loose was also tied up. There was a white dress spread out in his hand, with something slowly embroidered on it.
"Do you still have the elixir you gave me before?" Su Jingyan looked at Ning Baixue and said suddenly.
Ning Baixue raised her head in confusion and looked at Su Jingyan, confused.
The elixir was specially obtained from the sect because he realized that Su Jingyan had a hidden illness, but now that Su Jingyan is strong and strong, he no longer needs the elixir.
Su Jingyan looked at Ning Baixue's scrutinizing eyes and said with a little embarrassment: "I think... I can be a little stronger..."
There seems to be something in those words...
Ning Baixue gave Su Jingyan a blank look and was too lazy to pay attention to him. She continued to sew the white Confucian clothes with her head down.
Seeing that Ning Baixue ignored him, Su Jingyan shrugged helplessly... At worst, I'll just train myself.
After a long time, Ning Baixue stood up, walked to Su Jingyan and said softly:
"stand up!"
Su Jingyan stood up obediently. Ning Baixue placed the sewn white Confucian robe against Su Jingyan's body and looked at it carefully, then slowly shook her head, then turned around and continued to modify it...
Su Jingyan looked at Ning Baixue's beautiful appearance, and suddenly felt a sense of appreciation, and said:
"Let's have a baby..."
Ning Baixue raised her head, looked at Su Jingyan, and nodded after a long time:
"good."
Su Jingyan suddenly smiled and wanted to pull Ning Baixue down to the attic, but Ning Baixue broke away.
"Be in moderation..." Ning Baixue said.
"But you just promised me." Su Jingyan said.
"night......"
Su Jingyan was confused and thought for a while: "That's okay!"
A small boat swayed across the bridge and through the river under the attic, following the oars of the boatman.
A pair of returning swallows came to Su Jingyan's attic and seemed extremely satisfied with their new home.
Busily picking up the soil and building a new nest under the eaves of the attic...
The two swallows who were busy suddenly trembled and raised their heads to look at the sky.
Ning Baixue also shuddered and looked up blankly. A piece of white paper appeared in front of her out of thin air. It was only displayed for a moment and then quietly turned into ashes.
Su Jingyan was stunned for a moment. Seeing the change in Ning Baixue's face, he suddenly said nervously: "What's wrong?"
"The sect needs to call me back if something happens..." Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan with deep reluctance and said slowly.
"Can't we not go?" A hint of complexity flashed across Su Jingyan's expression, which was deeply concealed.
Ning Baixue slowly shook her head, put down the white robe in her hand, and looked deeply at Su Jingyan.
"cannot......"
She has been marrying Su Jingyan without telling the sect, but if she doesn't follow the sect's orders, the sect will soon find out...
If she wants to live an ordinary life with Su Jingyan, she must return to the sect.
Su Jingyan stood blankly for a long time, then nodded, "Then I'll wait for you to come back at home..."
Ning Baixue stood up and walked to Su Jingyan, slowly straightened Su Jingyan's clothes, and said slowly: "What did you ask me just now?"
Su Jingyan was stunned, "Can't I not go?"
"One more sentence..." Ning Baixue said lightly.
Su Jingyan thought for a while and said doubtfully: "I want a child..."
Ning Baixue said nothing, but looked at Su Jingyan quietly...
...
On this day, the world saw a dilapidated weirdo rise into the sky, and forcefully open the divine realm with his cultivation of Confucianism, Taoism and Transformation into Gods...
Ning Baixue left anyway and returned to her sect.
She didn't say anything, and Su Jingyan didn't ask.
When she left, she just said: She will be back, just let Su Jingyan wait for her at home...
Su Jingyan agreed. He didn't ask her whether she wanted to go to the God's Realm, nor did he ask her about the sect.
He just promised Ning Baixue that he would wait for her to come back at home...
For a time, Su Jingyan's home returned to its deserted state.
The two guinea pigs chirping each other while building a nest in Su Jingyan's attic did not give him any sense of companionship...
...
The spring rain is continuous and sparse in the south of the Yangtze River, and smoke rises from the kitchens of thousands of households on time every day.
Smoke from cooking smoke came out from the cracks in the blue painted tiles of thousands of houses, lingering in the mist and rain.
The thin drizzle beat softly on the roof of the attic, forming a line in the ravine of the paint tiles on the roof of the attic, dripping slowly along the eaves, and falling into the river below the attic.
From time to time, boats will swing by in the river downstairs...
Su Jingyan was dressed in white, standing alone in the attic, looking at the scenery of Jiangnan.
He put on the white clothes that Ning Baixue had worn before leaving, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance slowly coming out of it, refreshing her heart.
"I'm waiting for you to come back..."
...
Yan language is noisy, spring passes and summer solstice comes.
The reopening of the divine realm has caused chaos in the world.
However, Su Jingyan, a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, was surprisingly peaceful.
It's just that the rainy season is coming, and this small town has been shrouded in drizzle for a long time, and the green and white scenery is always hazy.
There seems to be a sense of humidity in the air all year round, which makes Su Jingyan's calligraphy and painting dry for a long time.
He was still standing on the attic, looking at the sky quietly, his expression surprisingly calm.
No sorrow, no joy, no hatred, no resentment...
The tea set was still placed on the tea seat in the attic, but it looked like it had not been touched for a long time, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on it.
Next to the tea set are two paintings...
One picture shows a young man wearing wedding clothes with dragon patterns, and next to him is a woman also wearing wedding clothes. The two got married in a tall and holy palace. All civil and military officials celebrated, and the whole world celebrated together.
Another picture shows a young man running away from home overnight at the gate of the imperial city, wanting to travel around. Behind you is a festive scene with lights and colorful decorations, and in front of you is a vast scene with no prospects in sight.
Occasionally, the rainwater that drifted into the attic wetted the painting, spreading the brush and ink on it, and dyed it black...
It’s been half a year since Ning Baixue left home...
No news from her...
"You said you would come back..." Su Jingyan looked up at the sky and murmured.
"Just let me wait for you at home..."
