xitongDrop -- the host is in critical condition.
xitongThe mysterious gift bag opens automatically...
The gift package obtained by dismantling gunpowder in Longdan Village and rescuing dozens of villagers was opened.
A momentary act of kindness finally played an unexpected role.
These were the last words Shen Qingqing heard before she died.
- - - - line of division - - - -
pengyouQingqing, Qingqing!
When Shen Qingqing regained consciousness again, she looked at the blue sky and was a little confused.
Isn't she dead?
He died in Yan Shifan's secret room, and he never saw Lu Yi for the last time...
pengyouQingqing, since you went to the White Horse Temple and came back, you have been haunted.
pengyouWhat the hell is going on?
Hearing her friend's question, Shen Qingqing was stunned in place.
White Horse Temple...
This is the real world.
Is she back?
pengyouQingqing... Why aren't you talking?
Shen Qingqing didn't answer, so she quickly checked her body.
No scars.
The right arm was not broken, and the injury nailed to the body by Aipari disappeared.
shenqingqing(Duanzi, Duanzi! Are you there?)
Shen Qingqing shouted in her heart.
However, no matter how Shen Qingqing shouted, the mechanical and familiar voice never sounded.
shenqingqingLige, what time is it?
Shen Qingqing asked reluctantly.
Ye Lige scratched his head.
pengyouQingqing, what's the matter with you? Today is Thursday, we just left the White Horse Temple, have you forgotten?
That's right, normal people usually reply to the week or the exact time when they hear the inquiry time.
Shen Qingqing rummaged through her bag, found her phone, and turned it on.
The screen shows the exact time - January 7, 2020.
Shen Qingqing's heart suddenly paused.
There was no change, no trace, could it be that this was just a dream of hers?
No, it won't!
It can't be a dream!
This summer, Lin Ling, Shangguan Xi... and, Lu Yi.
Those are all alive!
When he was with Lu Yi, the first time he kissed her, Lu Yi said he wanted to marry her... She clearly remembered the scenes!
But no matter how she looked for it, there was no trace of him anymore.
Shen Qingqing squatted on the ground and cried.
...
A few months later.
In the past few months, Shen Qingqing tried desperately to prove that she had indeed crossed, but she was still in vain.
The friend proved that he had never left the White Horse Temple at all. Even if he called in his heart countless times, there was no response from the group.
She told her relatives and friends that they all thought she had mental problems and even wanted to take her to the hospital for an examination.
In the end, Shen Qingqing was desperate.
Maybe it's really just my own dream, that's all.
After waking up from the dream, what happened in the dream has nothing to do with it.
...
It was the National Day holiday, and Shen Qingqing, who had already gone to college, returned to this place.
Maybe it's a long-cherished wish, maybe it's for an end.
She wanted to see again the master who had unsigned her.
The mountain road leading to the White Horse Temple was somewhat tortuous, and the location of the White Horse Temple was high. After walking for half a day, Shen Qingqing was already out of breath.
Two or three naughty children were fighting and chasing me like a roar, and one of them accidentally bumped into Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing was caught off guard and leaned forward, but fell into a warm embrace.
She looked up and saw the familiar handsome face, with heroic eyebrows and a face like a crown jade.
The earphone cable fell to the ground, and Lin Junjie's hoarse and affectionate music in the mobile phone echoed in this world.
...
Confirmed eyes
I met the right person
I swung my sword and turned around
And blood like red lips
Previous memory crosses the red dust
It's not the blade that hurts
It's your reincarnated soul
...
There is always a person who will pass through all the swords, swords and shadows, reincarnate the long river of time, embrace the deep love of the two worlds, and come to you.
Call you again -
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