Prehistoric life

Gu Xijue had a dream, a very beautiful dream.

In a quiet valley, there is a small wooden house, gurgling water, a faint mist, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Grandma and grandfather were arguing about something in front of the house, mother was playing with butterflies at the window, and Zhou Cheng was pushing her on the swing under the tree.

Countless small white flowers bloomed around her, one after another, like the flowers of the sycamore tree, pure white and beautiful, just like her mood at the moment: happiness!

Among the vast white flowers, a purple flower bloomed particularly beautifully, blooming in the morning light.

"Morning light, is this morning light?"

Gu Xijue shouted in surprise, stopped the swing, and ran towards the purple flower.

Zhou Cheng said that this was a flower that represented happiness, and she wanted to see it clearly.

Something strange happened. No matter how she ran, the purple words were always in front of her, neither near nor far.

Gu Xijue ran faster and faster, and finally couldn't help but turned around and shouted loudly: "Zhou Cheng, come and see what's going on!"

Zhou Cheng was still standing by the swing, looking at her and smiling, but said nothing.

Gu Xijue suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart, and hurriedly ran back, reaching out to hold Zhou Cheng: "Zhou Cheng, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly startled. His hand actually passed through Zhou Cheng's body.

"Ms. sir, this..." Gu Xijue suddenly felt a panic.

Zhou Cheng looked at her without saying a word, with a smile on his face, and his figure suddenly began to fade. Gu Xijue panicked, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab it, but she couldn't catch it. In the blink of an eye, this man made her feel dependent.

It just disappeared from her eyes without leaving any trace.

"My lord, my lord!" Gu Xijue's heart was so anxious that it burned like a raging fire. He hurriedly ran towards Shi Feng and Huang Hou: "Grandma, grandpa, Zhou Cheng is missing."

But not too far away, Shi Feng and Queen Huang looked at her, smiled slightly, and immediately disappeared without a trace like Zhou Cheng.

"Mom, mother! What's wrong? What happened to them?" Gu Xijue finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran over to her mother who was teasing butterflies at the window while crying.

The woman at the window held a colorful butterfly in her hand. She smiled lightly at her, and it disappeared instantly like smoke blown away by the wind.

Gu Xijue's eyes widened, full of fear. She cried loudly and screamed: "Ms., grandma, grandpa, mother, where have you been? Come out, don't leave, take Xijue with you!"

Amidst the cries, something even more terrifying happened. The bridge disappeared, the swing disappeared, the big tree disappeared, the cabin disappeared...one after another, slowly disappearing from the eyes.

Gu Xijue was extremely frightened and didn't know what to do. Everything in front of her seemed to be doomed.

flower!

Suddenly, she remembered that purple flower. It was the flower that represented happiness. If you guard it, happiness will come. Your husband, grandma, grandpa and mother will all come back.

She turned around and ran towards the purple flower again. She was going to pick it off. It was her flower of happiness.

"ah!"

Suddenly there was a scream out of thin air, so sad and heartbreaking, as if everything had been lost.

This sharp roar came in an instant and turned into a strong wind that roared across the sky and earth, sweeping across the entire world.

The sky is broken.

The ground is broken.

The endless white flowers of the sycamore tree were turned into debris and fragments in the strong wind, and poured into the annihilation like the end of the world along with the strong wind.

Gu Xijue panicked, her heart filled with fear. It was like seeing a glimmer of light in the dark night. The only thing in her eyes was the purple flower. She firmly believed that as long as she could pick it, everyone would come back.

It's just that the flower is always in front of you, neither near nor far, you can see it but you can't touch it.

When all the white flowers disappeared, the purple flower finally began to be torn apart, slowly collapsed, and turned into a handful of purple mist, which flew into the sky, poured into the strong wind, and entered endless destruction.

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"No!"

With a cry of pain, Gu Xijue sat up suddenly.

The breeze was gentle, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the quiet night was still on the hilltop covered with short grass.

Dream, it turned out to be a dream!

Gu Xijue breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heartbeat slowed down a little.

This dream was so real that when I think about it now, I still feel like I was there, which makes it hard to calm down.

Everything disappeared before his eyes, my mother, grandma, grandpa and husband, it was so terrible. If it really happened, it would be such a terrible thing.

"Ms. sir, I just had a dream!" Gu Xijue said with lingering fear.

But as soon as she said these words, she suddenly felt a thump in her heart, turned around suddenly, stood up with a roar, looked around, and then realized that Zhou Cheng was not around.

How could it be? It was as if something was blocked in her chest, and a kind of fear arose in Gu Xijue's heart.

Once upon a time, it was the same. When I woke up, the most important person would never be seen again.

"Ms. sir!" Gu Xijue shouted. She didn't know why Zhou Cheng was not around, and she didn't even dare to think about why Zhou Cheng was not around. She didn't want reasons, she didn't want possibilities, she just wanted Zhou Cheng to come back.

She just screamed loudly, and the echoes were mixed in the mountain wind and wandered in the valley, but she couldn't get any response.

"Ms. sir, sir!"

"Zhou Cheng, where are you? I'm scared if you come back!"

At this moment, she no longer has the aura of Fairy Zifeng, nor the majesty of the Sixth Princess. She is just a little woman, a little woman who needs someone to protect her.

Tears kept falling on my cheeks, unable to be suppressed.

Constantly comforting myself in my heart, trying to calm down my panicked heart.

Maybe Zhou Cheng saw that he had fallen asleep, so he left for a while. Maybe he found something good and wanted to take it to give to himself. Maybe...

For various reasons, she didn't even dare to leave here, fearing that Zhou Cheng would come back just as she left.

How could this happen? How could this happen? My husband said we would wait for dawn to see the morning light together, so why wasn't he here?

Gu Xijue suddenly remembered the wooden box in his hand and looked down.

The wooden box was so delicate, but it made her uneasiness and panic even stronger.

She held up the wooden box tremblingly, and pressed a trembling hand on the lid of the wooden box. The lid was as heavy as a majestic mountain, and it took all her strength to slowly open it.

A piece of paper and a flower.

There are only six words on the paper: I'm sorry! I love you!

The peanut has seven leaves and eight petals. There is no soil, but it still blooms brilliantly. It is not purple, but red, as red as blood, which captivates the eyes and is shocking.

"ah!"

Vaguely, Gu Xijue heard a howl of pain from far away.

It was Li Xiao in the dream, who actually existed and was so familiar, as if telling her that it would destroy the happiness she thought she had at the moment.

Why?

Gu Xijue's heart was trembling, and it turned into a stream of light, flying towards the direction where the pain howl came from. (To be continued...)