Chapter 3: Wandering

The computer sister of the Empress of the Universe looked at the Taishang Forgetful Moon who rode away on the dragon, and the shadow of the ethereal dust still hovered in her mind. "There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, a mountain is really higher than a mountain, this forgetful brother doesn't know who is more powerful than that evil villain?" asked the computer sister in her heart.

The highest peak in the Shenmiao Mountains, the Forgetful Mountain, is almost the year-round cloudy Forgetfulness Mountain, in the clouds, the empty Forgetful Moon is like a low-key silent Taigu Cangqin, lying quietly on the most partial rock, sometimes the mind becomes empty, sometimes excited like a flame.

Listening to her squeaky and memoranizing words, saying that she missed the beauty of walking in the ice and snow of the Far North, about the danger and encounter process when she finally climbed the Holy Demon Peak, about her very sad expression when she was abandoned by the mysterious king of the negative man, (I wanted to hug her, kiss her, comfort her), and said that she met the strange charm of the legendary Taigu Strange Man Lingdu, her puffing heartbeat, up and down with joy.

said that she became a happy bosom friend with the music emperor, said that she wandered the world with nothing more than the fantasy and wonderfulness of the world, said that she cried and realized the truth, goodness and beauty of art, said that her best friend Wang Yunchan, the lord of the Alluring City Tower, and the shocking love story of the free king Long Yinyue, disturbed the distant past of the red dust, said that she lived alone in the world of wind and snow, no one wanted to see it (of course, it was against her heart), she was strong and she was light, she was lonely, she wanted her to please her, she was the goddess of happiness, squeaky and chirping, and the laughter was very pleasant and good..."

Taishang forgot to play out her every move in her mind, and her empty and sluggish expression unconsciously hummed the words she asked herself: "Is this man's heart always in a hurry?Is it that this dream of love is more empty after waking up?He always refuses to let me get close to the bitterness in his heart? Why does he bear to let me cry alone and my eyes are hazy? Is it that he is an amorous man, so he is always preoccupied? Is it that ordinary women are only moved by love?" No matter how beautiful the sky is without him, I can't see the rainbow, I can't hug him in my arms and care where it goes, I can only wait stupidly if I love someone, I keep asking if I hate someone, and a precious voice makes my heart heavier!

My tears fell in his eyes, and his shadow always flickered in my dreams, and how could I be indifferent when I left him? No matter how beautiful the sky is without him, I can't see the rainbow. ”

Note: I am listening to Li Du's "Love a Person, Hate a Person"

There is not enough time, there is not enough time. Regret it, cherish time!(To be continued......)