The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Perhaps it was at that moment that Ye Jiangxue's sincerity moved him.

Let Ye Wuchen clearly understand for the first time that this world is real, not illusory, nor is it a world where he is alone.

It is real, a world full of love and tenderness, where there are relatives and siblings.

Before that, for a long time, Ye Wushen couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.The memory of the past life and the new life of this life, two different memories collided in his mind.

Makes him unable to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Many times, he always thought he was dreaming.

Question the reality of the world, others, and even yourself.

Ye Wushen didn't know how Ye Jiangxue saw this, Jiang Xue was always smarter.In his own way, gentle and strong, he dragged him into this world, allowing him to know the truth.

Everything exists in a timely manner.

There is always an irreplaceable emotion that connects people and people, and between the world and people.

Ye Wuchen took the seed of Epiphyllum cereus from Ye Jiangxue, planted it in a flower pot, watered it carefully, and waited patiently.

What kind of beauty is the fairy epiphyllum, which Jiang Xue praised as more beautiful than the stars under the moon.

Then, before the flowers bloomed, they were overturned by that brat Yan Yue.

If Ye Jiangxue hadn't learned about this later, she would have taken Ye Wushen to a secluded valley in the snow-capped mountains during the season when the epiphyllum was in full bloom, allowing him to witness the epiphyllum blooming under the moon with his own eyes.

Looking at the jade white flowers blooming all over the valley, the brilliance is bright, the petals overlap, and the streamer flashes.Ye Jiangxue hugged Ye Wu in her arms, caressing his hair with her slender fingers, her voice became clearer and sweeter, "Have you ever made a wish?"

Ye Wuchen, who was stunned, was indulging in the beauty, shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "Forgot."

He said this on his lips, but he thought in his heart that making wishes and everything is just a lie to children, so I wouldn't believe it.

But Ye Jiangxue chuckled and said, "Is that so? Fortunately, I made my wish."

Hearing this, Ye Wu Shen raised his head and looked at him suspiciously with dark eyes.

Alas.

It seems to say, you actually believe this.

Ye Jiangxue met his gaze, a smile appeared on her handsome face covered with ice, and her voice was gentle and sweet, "My wish has never changed. I hope that you can be happy."

Hearing this, Ye Wushen was stunned.

He didn't even realize that Ye Jiangxue's fingers were caressing his earlobes. His slender and somewhat cool fingers were gently pinching the snow-white and soft earlobes of the child in his arms. He looked at him and said softly: "You Say, has my wish come true?"

answer his...

It was a loud cry.

Ye Wu sank into his arms, crying earth-shatteringly, extremely sad.

Crying and hiccupping.

Tears and snot were all on Ye Jiangxue's clothes.

However, Ye Jiangxue, who usually loves cleanliness and spotlessness the most, does not have the slightest dislike or dissatisfaction at this time.

It's just that she looked at the crying toddler in her arms with a distressed face.

Patting his junior with the palm of his hand, he said, "Why are you crying? Tell brother if you have any grievances, don't cry..."

But Ye Wuchen cried louder and more sadly.

He seemed to cry so much that he forgot everything, the people around him, and the gentle soothing voice in his ears.

The whole world is left with the crying self.

why me?

Why am I going through all this.

What he was crying about was the self in his previous life, who lived so hard and worked so hard, but in the end all he got in return was a meaningless death.

Lost everything in the past, reincarnated, but has the memory of the past.

All the people and things in the memory disappeared, leaving only meaningless memories. At this time, the once beautiful memories only left embarrassing torture.

He cannot forget the past, nor can he live in the present calmly.

Anxiety, fear of losing...

These emotions tormented him day and night.

On the surface, he pretended not to care, and even teased with a smile on his face, but in fact, it was a knot in his heart that he couldn't let go of.

Until this moment—

Guided by Ye Jiangxue, all the grievances, unwillingness and hatred were vented through tears at this moment.

That night, Ye Wuchen didn't know how long he had been crying.

In the end, he was out of breath from crying, lying in Ye Jiangxue's arms, and fell asleep crying under his soft comfort.

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the next day.

When he woke up, he had already returned to Shang Qingzong.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the handsome and indifferent Ye Guanghan sitting beside his bed.

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

Where is my brother?

I want my gentle and handsome brother Jiang Xue!

Waking up early in the morning, seeing his father's debt-collecting face, Ye Wuchen said that the baby is not happy, and the baby has a little mood!

But Ye Guanghan glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "Which do you prefer, flowers or fruits?"

"...it depends on the situation." Not knowing why he said that, Ye Wu pondered for a while and replied cautiously.

"Really?" Ye Guanghan said.

Then, I heard him say, "You will have no peaches to eat next spring."

"Huh?" Ye Wu Shen.

"The peach blossom grove in your little yard was cut down for my father." Ye Guanghan said.

"!!!!!!" Ye Wu sank.

Shock.

What are you doing chopping up my little Taolin!

Then, I heard Ye Guanghan say indifferently: "All replaced with immortal epiphyllum."

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

Hearing this, he only felt a heavy blow to his heart.

It jumped violently.

Eyes involuntarily sore for a while.

After a while, he lowered his head, stretched out his hands and rubbed his eyes, and said with a dry voice, "Oh..."

A broad and warm palm suddenly landed on his head, rubbing his fluffy hair, Ye Guanghan's deep and beautiful voice came, "This time it won't be smashed."

Ye Wuchen felt that his eyes were more uncomfortable, and his heart was also uncomfortable, sour and astringent, but also a little sweet.

It's both joyful and ashamed.

He hung his head, his face was hot, and he felt a little unable to see people.

But he said forcefully, "But I want to eat peaches more than flowers."

"You can't have it both ways." Ye Guanghan's steady voice came.

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

My emotion was blinded in vain.