Mandarin duck brocade quilt, dragon and Phoenix red candle, happy beauty.

In the wedding room, there is a wedding mother waiting for the couple to complete the final ceremony.

What Shi Lei wants to do at the moment is to stay with a Luan and not to be disturbed by anyone.

But none of those rituals was missing.

This is his wedding ceremony with a Luan. Of course, everything must be the best and the most perfect.

The moment the bride's veil was lifted, the room was full of light.

Eat raw dumplings, drink Jiaobei wine, and have hair.

Finally, the redundant people all retired, two people's world, only each other.

Shi Lei could no longer restrain his excitement. His hands trembled. He stroked Gu Shengyin's face: "a Luan."

Gu Sheng looked at him with a smile and whispered, "well."

"Are you mine?" In the end, there is a hint of upward uncertainty.

Gu Shengyin holds his hand and smiles like a flower: "I am yours."

Lotus tent warm, a night of spring night.

Historical records:

Qu feiluan, the king of qingluan in Tianze state, fell off the cliff in the 20th year of disaster, and then met Shi Lei, the Marquis of Zhenguo.

Five years of friendship, followed by 40 years of husband and wife.

They have a son and two daughters, and they are very affectionate.

Qingluan King Er shunnian old injury recurrence, died in the backyard.

In less than a month, zhenguohou, who had always been in good health, fell ill and left.

Shi Lei lies on the bed, he has been speechless, feeling the strength in the body is gradually losing out.

There was some noise in his ear. He could hear that it was his daughter and a Luan crying.

What are you crying for? He thought.

He has lived enough in his life.

With too many things that others can't think of, it can be said that a man has everything he pursues.

Now that his grandchildren have grown up, there is nothing worthy of his concern.

He has been away for a month.

He can't let her wait for a long time. It's not easy to go. She will be unhappy alone.

Gradually, his ears could not hear clearly, and his eyes opened in vain, but the double grain bed curtain of Fushou in his sight was still more and more blurred.

There was a glimmer of light in the darkness. The still gorgeous woman looked at him in a snow-white cloak and complained unhappily: "how did you come? I've been waiting a long time. "

He laughed. "It's coming."

The people around him only saw the thin old man on the bed with a light smile and whispered: "a Luan, I'm coming."

No breathing.

The middle-aged woman, who had been holding back crying, finally burst into tears.

He died at the age of 72.

……

Gu Sheng stayed in the space, looking at his "after death" scene.

Long silence.

The system came out to comfort her: "host, please don't be sad, these are illusory."

Illusory?

Gu Sheng shook his head.

If these are illusory, then what is oneself?

What is he?

What is the world that he and he have experienced together?

"No, these are the most real experiences for me." She said softly.

Some sour eyes, but she did not shed tears.

This is far from the end.

There are countless opportunities for them to come back.

"System, go straight to the next world."

"Good host, start transmitting the world, please get ready."

Gu Sheng closed his eyes and started a new journey.

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