Chapter 111
Ni Hua looked down at the jade pendant hanging on her waist. It looked familiar, as if it had appeared repeatedly in her dreams. She looked at the bright red wedding dress placed next to her and suppressed her uneasiness. , turned around to find his junior brother.
The rainy courtyard was shrouded in mist. She looked at the red lanterns floating at the door, and the apricot blossom petals in the courtyard danced gently in the wind. Before she could prepare anything, Xi Yan had already started organizing. Many people she didn't know suddenly poured into the courtyard. In a few seconds, the courtyard was decorated like a wedding hall.
She looked at the young man holding an umbrella in the rain. He was wearing clothes made of cloud brocade, with intricate patterns of cranes and auspicious clouds embroidered on them, and a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns. , wisps of white mist brushed across his brows, condensing on his jade-like face.
Ni Hua was stunned by this scene. His uneasy heart for months suddenly calmed down at this moment. Is this her future partner? It seems, not bad. She suddenly remembered a play line, "Luxury makeup", the cobwebs under the clear sky were swayed by the wind, the road was flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, the clouds were green, the rain was falling...
"Senior sister."
After hearing no response for a long time, Xi Yan raised his face and saw her staring at him blankly with autumn eyes. Her eyes seemed shocked and absent-minded. He couldn't help but smile. For a moment.
Coming back to her senses, Nihua suppressed her heart that was beating involuntarily. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down the excitement and tension in her heart. These days, Nihua thought of many things again. In her mind, scenes of her meeting, getting to know each other, and falling in love with her junior brother flashed like a revolving lantern. She told herself that she liked him too. So, she walked closer to him.
He smiled and took her into his arms. He wanted to say something or do something, but seeing the person so close to him, he could only endure it and held her tighter.
Although their ceremony was simple, it was also solemn. Before it started, Yun Ni was surrounded by a group of people in colorful clothes. They whispered and arranged Ni Hua's makeup. Although Xi Yan said it would be fine if they were the only ones, but knowing that she liked liveliness, Xi Yan invited all the kinder neighbors near the demon world to come over. Although she didn't know any of them, it did seem to be a lot more lively.
Nihua sat stiffly, letting them dress up and say some auspicious words.
The spring breeze is blowing, it is dusk, and the western sky is burning.
With a melodious bell ringing, Xi Yan, wearing the same grand and gorgeous clothes as hers, slowly walked towards Nihua.
Ni Hua had an unreal feeling of falling into the clouds. The pair of dark eyes she met, she looked at him steadily for a while. She didn't know what she thought of, and she suddenly felt ashamed. Don't overdo it.
He took Nihua's hand and walked towards the high platform in the courtyard.
Xi Yan's every step seemed to be taken very solemnly. Under the witness of everyone, the two held a pair of special jade pendants with each other's names and oaths engraved on them, which meant that they were inseparable and would never be separated. Together they made an eternal oath to heaven and earth. Although their voices were soft, their words were so powerful that they penetrated the sky and reached their hearts.
She looked outside. A silver moon was still hanging in the sky. The black in the sky faded, and the east became blue.
After the ceremony, everyone sent blessings and the whole courtyard was immersed in laughter and laughter. As night falls, the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber comes quietly.
Ni Hua returned to the wedding room that was carefully decorated and lit with incense. In the bridal chamber, red candles swayed and light and shadow intertwined, creating a warm and mysterious atmosphere. With her eyes wandering, she listened to the footsteps and looked at the door being pushed open. She watched Xi Yan slowly approach her.
Xi Yan's eyes were full of tenderness, and he gently held Ni Hua's hand.
The moonlight covered his eyebrows with a layer of frost, but he didn't look cold. He looked at her, with soft light flowing in his eyes, as if sucking the person in front of him into a vortex.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Nihua's heartbeat was so fast that it almost burst from her chest, and she nervously clenched her hands.
He lowered his head and moved closer to her. Her hand covered his as if she had no bones. All he could smell at the tip of his nose was her fragrance. Xi Yan looked like a real ten-year-old. The eighty-nine-year-old boy was as excited as ever. He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful eyebrows of his senior sister. The autumn water was full and the spring mountains were green. Everything seemed to be falling into a dream.
He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Outside the window, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are shining brightly.
The two had been together for a long time and were very familiar with each other. Nihua was in a state of confusion. What should she say in this scene? She was too nervous and not ready yet.
In fact, from the time she remembered that they would get married, to now that they are married, she feels as if she has never been ready. Just by him approaching her, she felt very nervous.
Xi Yan picked up two purple-gold glazed engraved wine cups on the table and put one into her hand: "Senior sister."
Then, Nihua herself sat on the edge of the bed. , was silent for a moment, and asked: "Junior brother?"
Ni Hua looked at him tentatively, so there was no need to change their title. Suddenly from junior brother to husband, it was difficult for her to change her name. .
The people under the lamp sat shoulder to shoulder, very close to each other. Xi Yan's eyes were like Xuantan's, staring straight at Ni Hua, as if he was considering where to start.
She instinctively ducked back, but a hand wrapped around her right wrist.
He suddenly spoke and called her again in a hoarse voice, "Senior sister."
Ni Hua looked at him with a look of love, and she was afraid that he would lead her astray. She didn't dare to look any further, so she immediately raised her glass and drank the wine in one gulp.
Watching Ni Hua drink a glass, and nervously drink the glass in his hand, he remained silent.
The warm breath was so close that Nihua closed her eyes as if she were dead. As long as she couldn't see the color of the person in front of her, she didn't think about anything. Buddha said, emptiness is form, form is emptiness...
"Why don't you speak?" He looked at the pitiful appearance of his senior sister. When he got slightly closer, he felt her trembling slightly.
Looking at this scene, he lowered his head and smiled.
The night is as dark as ink and the stars are sparse.
On that lingering wedding night, she seemed to have stepped into a realm of dreams, wandering vaguely at the boundary between dreaming and waking. In that hazy moment of confusion, a distant voice suddenly sounded deep in her heart, like an ancient whisper, penetrating the fog of time and space, reverberating gently and mysteriously in her ears.
On that sleepless night, Nihua lay on the swaying bed, her consciousness floating between half-dream and half-awake.
Her thoughts were like floating clouds in the night sky. Sometimes they were blown away by the wind, and sometimes they condensed into raindrops and fell into the lake of her heart, causing ripples in circles.
All night long, she seemed to be dreaming. In the dream where reality and dreams intertwined, it was impossible to tell what was true and what was false. When Ni Hua was here, the memories she experienced before her eyes, the laughter, tears, love and loss, all became blurry and elusive. She tried to hold on to those fragments of memory, but it was like catching smoke in the wind. The more she held on, the more it dissipated. In this dream, she stood in front of a man whose face could not be seen clearly with a happy face. She stared at the almost full heart rate on his head with burning eyes. She heard herself saying with touching affection. , "Brother, I broke off the engagement. How about I marry you."
In the blink of an eye, she returned to reality, with waves of wheat rolling and a gurgling stream flowing. In an instant, the past between her and another person was blown away by a gust of wind, leaving only blurred tears in her eyes.
The dream changed again. Nihua was in a strange city. She stood at an intersection with endless traffic. She held her resume in her hand and looked up at the tall buildings around her, the neon lights flashing and the crowds surging. There, she met another shadow of herself, but with an indescribable sense of strangeness. The shadow smiled at her, but there was bottomless uneasiness in its eyes.
She wanted to step forward, but found that her arm passed through the figure, like passing through a puff of smoke. In an instant, she saw the files in the folder flying all over the floor. She saw herself lying on the ground, her body lying in the middle of the road, and she died in a very degrading manner.
The soul floated into the void, and Nihua saw that she had arrived in a void time and space.
She fell into doubt. It turned out that she was dead, could she not go back?
Why go back? Isn’t it good to stay here?
But there was another voice in my mind. She was picked up by the system at the job fair. She wore books and became the heroine, and she went on missions to defeat the male protagonist. With the blessing of the system and the plot, she thought it was a light show. She completed the task easily, but unexpectedly, not only did she fail to complete the guide, she died miserably and was reborn.
However, when she was half asleep and half awake, when she felt the passionate love of the other party, she vaguely thought that it was obvious that the male protagonist loved her very much. How could she fail in the strategy...
Just like this, all night long, she wandered between dreams and reality. Nihua began to wonder, are these memories true or false? Was it her real experience, or just a hallucination in a dream? Nihua's heart is full of struggle and uneasiness. She is eager to find the answer, but she is afraid of the cruelty of the truth.
Until the morning light first appeared, the first ray of sunlight shined on her face through the gap in the curtains.
Ni Hua's eyelids trembled slightly, finally waking up from that long dream. She opened her eyes, looked at the familiar room, and felt the true weight of her body. The memories in those dreams gradually faded and became no longer so clear.
Nihua stood up with some weakness, straightened her clothes and opened the door. Before she saw the person, she heard his voice first.
"Senior sister, morning."
The morning sun rose outside the courtyard, and thousands of golden lights shone on Xi Yan. When she caught a glimpse of his figure, she looked at the mask in front of her The jade-like young man looked at him with unabashed eyes. Ni Hua couldn't help but feel shy, and subconsciously tried to dodge to the side.
She was just planning to say something else to get away, when a big, warm hand suddenly touched her hand. The sudden contact made her almost jump up, and she suppressed her heart beating rapidly. At this moment, her mind was filled with fireworks, and her mind was completely blank.
She looked down at the hand that was holding her tightly. It was slender and powerful, with a thin callus on the palm, like the five-fingered mountain of Tathagata Buddha.
She looked at him blankly and tilted her head, "Junior brother?"
Looking at her furry head and touching the real temperature of her hands, he felt that he was not dreaming. The uneasiness receded, leaving only tenderness on his face. He smiled and repeated, "Good morning, senior sister."
This was probably the most joyful moment in his previous life and this life combined. .
Ni Hua was originally very nervous, but looking at the person opposite, she seemed to be dumbfounded. She exhaled and smiled, "Good morning."
"Senior sister, I want to take you somewhere." Xi Yan's beautiful face was filled with a smile.
Nihua turned away, feeling confused.
After leaving the courtyard, Nihua suddenly turned pale and felt waves of cramping pain in her body. She squatted down.
Xi Yan noticed something was wrong with her immediately. He hugged her and looked nervous, "Senior sister, senior sister, what's wrong with you?"
Stolen happiness, a little trouble, Then he was thrown into chaos.
He carried Nihua back into the house. He looked at her nervously, and even thought of transmitting spiritual power to her. Looking at the colorless face of the senior sister, he felt huge uneasiness towards her. He pressed down, stretched out one hand, and pressed the acupuncture point on her head heavily for her. He lowered his head and saw that her eyes were staring blankly into space, and she was completely lost in thought.
Along with the extreme pain, at this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the depths of Nihua's mind. It was clear and mechanical, like a call from the abyss.
"The system has been started and is loading. The progress has reached 100%."
"System?" Nihua looked confused and disbelieving. It seemed that the system had been following her for a long time and seemed to be lost again. It’s been a long time. When this voice sounded, it was strange yet familiar in her mind.
"The strategy mission is being tested. The strategy goal is 100%, and the strategy strategy is 100%."
Ni Hua fell into a huge confusion. She... This is completed. Did you get the guide?
She looked up at the person in front of her, and an extremely complicated emotion emerged in her heart.
However, the next words of the system were unexpectedly shocking, "The target of the strategy is wrong, the target of the strategy is wrong. Host, you must understand that your target should be the male protagonist of heaven, not She went astray and invested her emotions in the villain."
This voice, with invisible authority and urgency, seemed to remind her that her mission was far from completed, and her path should not deviate from the established path. trajectory.
"Junior brother...isn't he the male protagonist?" Ni Hua was completely confused. She raised her eyes and looked outside the room. Silks of mist and rain were drifting down from the light blue sky, just like silver beads falling from the tiles.
The system played the original plot word for word in her mind. It turned out that the junior brother was really a villain.
The tea in her hand was filled with steam, and a slight gust of wind came in from nowhere. She suddenly felt as if she had fallen into the freezing cold and could not escape.
It turns out that the dreams she had had countless times were real, and everything in front of her was actually fake?
She stood up quietly, without saying a word for a long time, and her face gradually moved to Xi Yan's face.
His face was like jade, exuding an otherworldly coldness, but at this moment, the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked at her with eyes full of worry, yet still gentle and affectionate.