Having made up this determination, Ji Ran felt a fire rekindled in his heart.

He walked a few steps forward, and then he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something tonight.

"ah--!"

——I was going to take this opportunity to hand the note of the news to Miss Qi, but as soon as the Shura Festival ended tonight, he forgot about this really important event!

Ji Ran turned around suddenly and blew back to Feng's mansion like a gust of wind.

...

That night, there were clear breeze and bright moon on Daizong Mountain, and Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen sat on a tree branch on the cliff.

The two of them had just been walking in the maple forest under the moon not far away. Feng Yan felt a little tired, so Wei Xingzhen took her to a high place to rest.

He hugged Feng Yan tightly in his arms and used his fluffy fox tail to block the cold wind at night for her.

The two of them whispered, and the voices of conversation were almost whispering. Feng Yan closed her eyes and seemed to feel a little sleepy.

"Does A Yan want to go back?"

Feng Yan shook her head, leaned on Wei Xingzhen's shoulder and put her hand on his heart.

Feng Yan has not said what she wants to give tonight.

Although Wei Xingzhen's expression was calm along the way and no strangeness appeared in her words, she could feel that after seeing the jade turn red, Wei Xingzhen became nervous.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken me to Daizong Mountain suddenly.

He was probably... really anxious.

"I still have a place I want to go," Feng Yan whispered.

"Okay, where does A Yan want to go?"

"Do you still remember the yard I lived on Daizong Mountain?"

"Remember, A Yan wants to go to that mountain residence, right?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan nodded.

Wei Xingzhen hugged Feng Yan and stood up, and the sound of the rushing wind sounded in their ears again. The mountains on both sides were rising and falling in Feng Yan's sight, and the only thing that remained unchanged was a clear moon above his head.

Feng Yan looked up again to look at Wei Xingzhen's side face, trying to imagine his tormented mood at this moment.

These days they are with each other day and night, staying together day and night, and Feng Yan feels that she is always in a slightly drunken state.

She knew in her heart that everything had just begun, but for Wei Xingzhen, the story had already had a long past - how could she imagine Wei Xingzhen's mood at this moment?

But even so, she still wanted to think about it because she wanted to soothe things that made the people in front of her uneasy and troubled.

When looking at Wei Xingzhen, his silence, his troubles, his patience... everything about him makes people feel curious.

Feng Yan sighed and couldn't help but look away. If it weren't for the fact that he was leaping in the forest at this moment, she would have wanted to kiss him again.

"It's here in front." Wei Xingzhen gently raised his jaw and signaled Feng Yan to look diagonally downward, "Does A Yan want to go in and rest for a while?"

"No, don't go to the mountain residence." Feng Yan said softly, "There is a small road up the mountain outside the south gate of the yard. Xingzhen should stop at the highest point of the mountain road."

Wei Xingzhen identified the terrain in the air for a while, and then quickly found the place Feng Yan said.

Feng Yan held his hand and led him into the deep forest.

"Where is Ayan taking me?"

"Shh."

Interweaving branches and leaves spread layer by layer on top of their heads, obscuring the moonlight.

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen held their fingers tightly, and they could only hear each other's steps and breathing in the dark.

Wei Xingzhen followed Feng Yan, looking at her back, and suddenly she hoped that this night would never pass, and it would be best if this road continued to extend downwards without an end.

If you are holding A Yan's hand, you can go anywhere.

At the forks of several roads, Feng Yan stopped and repeatedly identified for a long time, and finally took Wei Xingzhen to a huge banyan tree.

The roots exposed on the surface of the ground are mixed, like dragon whiskers, and the cold and bright moonlight is like stars in the gap between branches and leaves.

There are long vermilion-red lines hanging on the main trunk of the banyan tree, and small copper bells are tied to the line - this should be a sacred tree over a thousand years old. There are not many such banyan trees on Daizong Mountain, just ninety-nine, each with safety ropes and evil-repelling bells hanging.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan, and a gust of wind blew, and the copper bell swayed with a crisp sound, and the moonlight fell into her eyes.

"Are you familiar with it? Here." Feng Yan suddenly turned around and asked.

Wei Xingzhen withdrew his gaze and then he really began to pay attention to the surrounding environment.

Feng Yan leaned over, "Don't you remember?"

Wei Xingzhen frowned slightly - it seems that there is a little familiar here, but...

"here it is……"

"It should be the first time I met you."

In an instant, Wei Xingzhen remembered everything.

When he was young, Feng Yan once ran here alone on a summer night crying.

She knelt down under this huge divine tree, holding her hands and whispered to ask for the divine tree to rain so that she could stay in the mountains for more time.

After Feng Yan made a wish, an unforeseen wind blew the bells on the entire tree. Feng Yan raised her head in a daze with tears and looked at the scene in front of her that looked like a miracle.

At that time, Wei Xingzhen was standing on the other side of the tree.

Whether it is the previous life or this life.

"How did Xingzhen notice me at that time?" Feng Yan asked softly.

Wei Xingzhen lowered his eyes, "...just a coincidence."

"Is it a coincidence in the beginning?"

Wei Xingzhen avoided Feng Yan's eyes, "Yes."

"It's so good... I can meet you." Feng Yan raised her head again and stared at the huge torso of Shenmu. "Can Xingzhen promise me one more thing today?"

Wei Xingzhen waited silently for Feng Yan's following.

Feng Yan didn't say it immediately. Her fingertips gently stroked Wei Xingzhen's palm, as if she was thinking about the words.

After a while, she finally looked into Wei Xingzhen's eyes and smiled, "Promise me, no matter what happens next, hide your fox tail."

Wei Xingzhen's eyebrows moved slightly, "What does A Yan want to say?"

"This life is already so different from the previous life, but Bai Wuji still said that my disaster was in the 24th year, so no matter what happens this year, it will not be a danger that will endanger my life... You must also keep calm, and at any time, keep calm."

Feng Yan smiled and looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Don't let others know that my husband is a fox."

Wei Xingzhen felt a burst of uneasiness and sweetness surge in his heart.

"...Okay," he grabbed Feng Yan's hand, lowered his head and pecked her on the back of her hand, "Is there any more?"

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen without saying a word, staring at the face she liked more and more seriously, then gently tiptoed, hugged Wei Xingzhen's neck again, and hugged him in his arms.

The two closed their eyes and kissed in a drowsy manner, allowing their breath to sink together.
Chapter completed!