Early morning.
Chu Yang walked out of the room and saw that Mo Qingwu was already waiting outside. Seeing Chu Yang come out, she couldn't help but pout. "Big Brother Chu Yang, you're so lazy. You woke up so late. I've been waiting for a long time."
"Why are you waiting for me?" Chu Yang was surprised.
"I'll go with you!" Mo Qingwu waved her little fist. "I want to see Big Brother Chu Yang win!"
"No! It's too dangerous! "Chu Yang was shocked. What time was it now that the little girl actually wanted to go and cheer for him …
"It's okay." Zi Xieqing's voice said, "I'll use my divine sense to monitor. Besides, the Moon Breeze couple has already gone. Bu Liuqing will look after Little Wu in the dark. Nothing will happen to Little Wu. You just have to take care of yourself. "
Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since that's the case, I'm relieved."
After breakfast, Chu Yang held Mo Qingwu's little hand and the two of them walked out side by side.
Wu Qian Qian faintly looked at the backs of the two people and sighed softly.
…
Walking in the white snow, Mo Qingwu's red dress looked even more like a blazing fire. Her whole person was like a lively elf, full of vitality. Her pink little face was filled with a happy smile.
Feeling Chu Yang's warmth in her hand, the little girl felt even happier and more satisfied.
Chu Yang was shocked to realize that he had always thought that Little Wu didn't grow up. Today, walking side by side, he realized that Mo Qingwu's height had already reached his chin.
This could almost be considered a tall figure among women. Moreover, her eyes were becoming more and more full. Her chest also seemed to be expanding day by day. Her perky little butt was also quietly developing. Her small waist was becoming slimmer and slimmer …
When she walked, that kind of unintentional and gentle rhythm had already begun to have some of the charm of a young girl …
The little girl had grown up …
Chu Yang thought about it a little emotionally. Thinking about how Mo Qingwu was so charming and affectionate in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel a faint bitterness in his heart.
Although his lover was by his side now, for some reason, Mo Qingwu's pair of resentful eyes in his previous life still appeared in his dreams sometimes.
"Brother Chu Yang … I've been dreaming for the past few days. It's so strange." Mo Qingwu hopped around in the snow and turned her face to the side. She was dressed in red and her hair was like a waterfall, making her small face look even more delicate.
Her eyelashes also appeared to be longer, like two beautiful little fans that were flickering.
Her cherry lips were red and pouty, making people want to peck them.
Chu Yang's heart was filled with tender affection as he looked at her. He was somewhat lost in thought. So, he casually asked, "Qing Wu, what good dream did you have? Tell me, did you dream of me? "
"Brother Chu Yang, I've been having a strange dream for the past few days. The same dream! "Mo Qing Wu's eyes were somewhat confused and blurred. There was also a kind of … faint sadness and hidden bitterness!
This kind of gaze made Chu Yang frightened!
This expression … why was it so similar to Qing Wu's in his previous life?
"The same dream? What dream? "When Chu Yang said this, he felt that his throat was a little dry.
"A strange dream. In the dream, there was you and me. In the dream, I had already grown up …" Mo Qingwu lowered her eyes and said, "Then … on a mountain, there was a purple bamboo forest. I went there to pick purple bamboo roots. Then, I met you. But you were so lonely in the dream …"
Chu Yang, who was walking forward in the snow, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He was dumbstruck.
A large piece of snow under his feet was kicked up by him and scattered in all directions.
"Brother Chu Yang?" Mo Qingwu was originally deep in thought as she walked forward. Chu Yang suddenly stopped, but she continued to walk forward two steps before she realized it. She hurriedly turned around and asked.
"Nothing, you … you can continue …" Chu Yang only felt a wave of dizziness.
"Actually, it's nothing … At that time, although you were lonely, you made people's hearts ache. When I saw you, I felt that this man had suffered too much pain and wanted to comfort him …"
"Then, we got to know each other just like that … But, in the dream, you were so heartless." Mo Qingwu pouted and said aggrievedly, "I was so accommodating to you and liked you so much … but you always bullied me …"
"Bullied you …" Chu Yang murmured.
"You always asked me to leave you … but I couldn't bear to … In the dream, other than you, no one was good to me …" Mo Qingwu said with tears in her eyes.
Chu Yang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"We met three times in the purple bamboo forest, and then … then … it was always you …" Mo Qingwu suddenly blushed as she said this. She was a little shy and didn't continue.
"I … what about me?" Chu Yang asked in confusion.
"Aiya … it was always you who was bad!" Mo Qingwu pouted, blushing. She lowered her eyes and looked down, embarrassed.
"Ah?" Chu Yang scratched his head.
"Hmph … Anyway, every time you saw me, you took off my … clothes … you're not allowed to ask!" Mo Qingwu stomped her feet and said coquettishly with a red face.
"Ah?!" Chu Yang was dumbfounded. "Then?"
"What do you mean by 'then'?!" Mo Qingwu said angrily, "Every time I dream of this, I wake up … so embarrassing, such a strange dream … big bad guy!"
Chu Yang heaved a sigh of relief and asked seriously, "You … have such dreams every night?"
"Not really … it's just that since the beginning of the first half of the year, sometimes I would dream of it, and sometimes I wouldn't dream of it. Until recently, when I came here and met you, such dreams suddenly increased …"
Mo Qingwu lowered her eyes. Her eyelashes flickered a couple of times. Finally, she quietly raised her eyelashes and stole a glance at Chu Yang. Then, she hurriedly lowered her eyelashes and said softly, "Big Brother Chu Yang, I think … I am …"
"You are what?" Chu Yang asked.
"I think … I think … I like you too much … that's why I have such dreams every night …" Mo Qing Wu raised her head. She bit her lips and squinted her eyes. She looked a little shy and secretly happy. Then, she said in a soft voice, "Elder Brother Chu Yang … I'm not afraid of you being bad … but … can I ask you to … be a little gentler to me in my dreams?"
Chu Yang only felt that his entire mouth and throat had become dry. Even his voice was hoarse. He coughed twice and said with some bitterness and pain, "Qingwu, you're so silly. That's a dream … and it's your dream. How can I make the decision?"
Mo Qingwu's eyes suddenly focused. "Yes! Yes! That's the tone! In the dream, you never call me Little Wu, you always call me Qingwu … Just like how you called me just now, it's the exact same voice … "
Chu Yang took a deep breath and looked at Mo Qingwu in a daze. He suddenly felt like his heart was being twisted.
"Big Brother Chu Yang …" Mo Qingwu raised her head and looked at him with some sadness. "Will you be very bad to me in the future, just like in the dream?"
"I won't!" Chu Yang stretched out his arms and pulled this petite figure into his arms. He hugged her tightly and murmured, "I won't."
Mo Qingwu curled up in his arms and smiled contentedly. She said softly and softly, "Big Brother Chu Yang, I like you so much, so much …"
She suddenly raised her head and looked into Chu Yang's eyes. She stared blankly for a while. Then, she stood on her tiptoes and moved her petal-like red lips closer. She touched Chu Yang's lips lightly and stopped for a moment. But before Chu Yang could react, she immediately lowered her head and buried it deep in Chu Yang's arms. She closed her eyes and pressed her body tightly against him. She murmured, as if she was sleep-talking, "Big Brother Chu Yang … Don't bully me … Little Wu likes you … so much … that I'm about to die …"
Chu Yang was still recalling the soft touch on his lips. At this moment, there was actually a kind of space-time confusion where the past and present life suddenly overlapped …
There was a kind of sadness and worry in his heart …
Only Chu Yang knew that Mo Qingwu's dream was not a dream!
This was something that really happened in the past life!
But why would it appear in Qingwu's dream in this life?
If this continued, wouldn't Qing Wu … realize her dream sooner or later … dream until her last day …?
Or, would she suddenly recover the memories of her past life?
Chu Yang suddenly felt his heart twitching.
The two of them walked slowly in the snow. At this moment, Chu Yang suddenly felt that there was no one else in this world except himself and Qingwu. And Mo Qingwu obviously felt the same.
The little girl was unusually quiet. She leaned against Chu Yang and walked forward step by step. At this moment, the whole world was indescribably peaceful …
Just like a dream …
All the sounds around them seemed to have disappeared …
It was only until they turned the corner of the street and heard the hubbub of voices in front that the two of them suddenly woke up from their dream.
The two of them couldn't help but look at each other.
Mo Qingwu's cheeks were as red as an apple. Her eyes were watery, with an inexplicable shyness and sweetness. She whispered, "Big Brother Chu Yang, I like it so much."
"I like it so much too." Chu Yang smiled gently.
Mo Qingwu opened her arms happily and twirled around in the snow. Then, the two of them realized that it was actually snowing. It turned out that their hair and clothes were covered with snowflakes.
"Big Brother Chu Yang, when I was young, my mother taught me how to dance. When you are free, I will dance for you." Mo Qingwu giggled. Her eyes flashed with mischief and tenderness. She said, "I will … dance to the heavens for you!"
Chu Yang's heart trembled.
At this moment, he recalled a poem, and also a very important matter!
Light as a dream, floating in the air,
Enchanting as a sea of blood and a mountain of bones dance;
Don't ask the sword for a thousand miles,
Life and death follow to the heavens!
This was a poem written for Mo Qingwu by his friend in the previous life, the world's number one genius, Xue Leihan!
In the previous life, the three of them often gathered together. Every time Mo Qingwu followed him, Xue Leihan was always very envious.
Xue Leihan became famous at a young age and his poetic talent shook the world! By the time he got to know him, he was already famous! He could be said to be an unparalleled legend!
His poems were being sung everywhere in the Upper and Lower Three Heavens!
Since ancient times, there had never been anyone who could achieve such achievements just by relying on poems!
But, after his rebirth, he had never heard of Xue Leihan's name!
There was no such person at all!
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