After the long pursue of her love for Dijun had moved the heavens Dijun and Feng Jiu were fated together. Causing both Feng Jiu and Dijun were severely injured. When they had woken up, a brand new chapter awaits ahead of them. After their 200 years...
Like every new start. There's a brand new page. And for every page, there are trouble markings on each of it. As Feng Jiu and Dijun were falling deeper into the Zhuxian terrace he had finally got a hold of her hugging her in his heart.
His whispers were like a knife stabbing into her heart.
"Xiao Bai, don't let go..." He said to her as he had soon realized that he was trick by her. He could felt her hands trying to push him away from her. He was too late to realize that Zhu Fang, the discipline was nothing but the God of the future, past, and the presence. They would have known it was fate that had trick on them above their sleeve along. He, himself, could have known it was him all along that had cut the fate between them. Anger at himself that Xiao Bai had him well wrap in her plan. It seems like she wanted to kill Miao Luo once and for all. Now where to in the Zhuxian terrace, he doesn't know. But the fear of loosing and into the unknown had made him worrisome.
The deeper they had fallen, the more it hurts but soon pain had eased. Making them lose consciousness of what was going on. Still, in his arms, he had managed to catch her holding her tight, didn't know how long he could hold.
"Xiao Bai, no matter where you are. I will find you and I would surely fall in love with you." He said as he felt the powerful grip of the Zhuxian terrace pulling them apart. Her hands reach for his face as she wipes away his tears that painted onto his cold demeanor face.
He couldn't help the beauty of the beautiful goddess as he slowly loses memory of who he was. But he had fallen too deep for her for the spell to be broken. A last kiss from him presses on her lips, she could felt the tears of his being rolled onto his face.
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"I love you..." He whispered to her. As he felt his heart getting colder and colder. The forces of the wind kept pulling them apart. Holding her tighter to him she stops him letting go of her hand.
"Let go, honey." She said to him. "You're ready. Let go...."
A spell then cast on him as he let out a small yawn. Slowly he felt his eyes getting sleepier and sleepier as he felt his loose grip on her. As he slowly lets go of her hand and the black strands of her hair shifting through his palm.
Falling deeper into the end of the blissed Donghua Dijun had in his hand was just the bells.
That rings in a soft melodic tune when it was held onto his hand. As he closes his eyes.
Surprise by his dream he was awoken by his sleep finding himself sleeping on top of a tree branch just to the East of Qing Qiu. And to the far North was the Khulun mountains that lush through the early spring. For a moment he had forgotten what he was doing and he found it quite unlikely of him.
His left hand held onto the fishing rod catching fish and just above his face was his wooden scroll that was used as shade. It was unclear whether he was sleeping or not. But the presence of his dream had awoken him.
