After a simple burial of Niantong, Yan Yan felt a little tired. When he was lying on the bed, somehow, his mind suddenly popped up in his mind. When Niantong died, the big boy cried next to him in a dark place.

In the eyes of others, Tang Xi and Nian Tong's master-apprentice relationship has always been inconsistent with etiquette, but they are so natural together, completely disregarding other people's opinions. Sometimes she thought about it, maybe because Nian Tong knew that she was going to die in the end, so she took the initiative. But when she thought about it, she felt that people like Nian Tong and Tang Xi, who were truly in love with each other, might just be because they were too in love.

Love...the word, for her, is far away and untouchable.

But a person's face still couldn't help but appear in her mind.

A few months ago, due to Nian Tong, Yan Yan saw Yuheng again. Twenty years have passed, and she feels that some wrinkles have climbed on her face, and she is no longer as young and energetic as before. For the burden on her body, she has become much more calm. Yuheng is still as handsome as twenty years ago. She suddenly feels a little ashamed of herself.

For the sake of the responsibility on her body, she did not entangle with Yuheng anymore, but her heart was always like a rope wrapped around her, making her unable to sleep well.

After a few days, everyone in the world knew about Niantong's death. The emperor also sent several ministers to Huashan to mourn her. She felt very sorry for the child. She tried her best to prevent her from going down the mountain, but her fate had no choice but to tease her.

That night, Yan Yan didn't sleep very well.

Early the next day, Yan Yan got up and did some things as usual, and then planned to go back to the room to read a book and rest, but unexpectedly, a little boy came hurriedly and said, "Elder, someone asked to meet him."

"If it's not something important, just push it." Yan Yan said lightly.

"That man said it was an important matter." The little boy was embarrassed.

Yan Yan frowned slightly, didn’t Tang Xi just leave? Why are he here again?

She had made great calculations but never expected that the person who came was Yuheng.

The snow was flying, and she was standing there and seeing someone she didn't want to remember and could not forget.

"Why is it you?" Yan Yan still seemed a little nervous and uneasy in front of him.

"I'm here to find you." Yuheng said.

"Is there something important?" Yan Yan asked.

"have."

"What?"

Yuheng smiled slightly: "I have already said it."

"kindness?"

"Look for you."

“…”

"Don't joke with me." Yan Yan said, then walked into the room, and Yuheng followed in. The heater from the stove was filled with intoxicating.

"I have never joked with you." Yuheng looked at Yan Yan seriously, his eyes as if there was a thousand feet of deep affection in his pool of water.

Yan Yan coughed, poured a glass of water and drank it. Then he kept looking down at the cup of water in his hand, shaking it from time to time to hide his nervousness.

"I thought you were unwilling to join me a few months ago because the war was imminent. Now that the war is over, do you have any other concerns?" Yuheng asked without hesitation.

"You and I are not young anymore, why bother to keep my love from my youth?" Yan Yan asked with a sigh.

"Do you think that was a love from youth? Well, that's true. But if it can be compensated, what's wrong with it later?" Yu Heng said.

"I..." Yan Yan hesitated a little.

At that time, I saw a sudden riot in the direction of Shuwang Peak. Yan Yan quickly got up, walked out, frowned, and said, "I'm afraid that Shuwang Peak has avalanche, I want to go and see it."

"I'll go with you." Yuheng said.

Yan Yan turned his head slightly, but did not look at him, did not agree, nor refused. He flew towards Wangfeng with a light skill.

Everything has human nature, Yan Yan thought, so is the snow. Before her lifetime, Niantong liked the scenery of Wangfeng Peak very much. Even before her death, she looked at Tang Xi who could sprinkle her ashes on Wangfeng Peak. Now Niantong has gone, maybe even the snow on Wangfeng Peak should express her condolences to Niantong.

She thought, but did not notice that the snow in front was sweeping towards her. When she realized it, a cold wind was blowing into the bones. Then, she felt a long-lost and warm hug, wrapping her whole body in her arms, just like before.

At that moment, she seemed to be a girl, tightly in his arms.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Why are you still so reckless?"

Yan Yan only felt that his bones were about to be melted by him. She remembered that Yuheng was not so fond of love talk before.

"You, let me down quickly." Yan Yan said.

"I don't."

"When did you become so scoundrel!" Yan Yan said angrily, "There are my disciples below. What's the matter if you let them watch?"

"Didn't you say I haven't seen you for a long time? I'm so scoundrel, and I'm only scoundrel to you, so what's the point?"

"I..." Yan Yan had nothing to say to refute.

Fortunately, Yuheng is quite sensible after all, so he let her go so that she will not be too embarrassed in front of all the disciples.

The avalanche at Shuwang Peak was not too serious. After some treatment, it finally returned to its original state and all the disciples dispersed.

"What's the point of you like now?" Yan Yan couldn't help asking.

"I know, you are still blaming me, blaming me for not being firm enough at the beginning, and I don't understand you... Now many years of swaying in the world have passed away. I am used to seeing the yellow sand and dust, and I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. Do you understand my heart?"

"Then let me ask you, do you understand, my heart at the beginning?" Yan Yan thought, and felt a little sad. She had to do this for the sake of Huashan. Poor Yuheng didn't understand at all, and left her for twenty years.

Twenty years, twenty years of a woman, or the most precious twenty years, she has been waiting for him.

Yuheng was stunned. After a while, Fang said, "I have said that I was sorry for you at the beginning, why are you still..."

"Enough, don't you think that twenty years have passed, are you still so naive?" Yan Yan couldn't help but say, "You are reluctant to admit your mistakes. Even if I love you again, I..."

"You love me, don't you?" Yuheng smiled, "Isn't this enough?"

Yuheng said it was easy. Seeing him like this, Yan Yan smiled bitterly: "You and I are already forty years old. Why do you still have only love in your eyes? I love you, I love you, but what does this mean?"

"It means we can go back to the past."

"I can't go back." Yan Yan said calmly.

Their love, like the snow in Mount Hua and the yellow sand named after it can never be merged.

He couldn't go back at all, so he returned to the Ming Cult like a slap. But the night he left, Yan Yan did not go to see him off.

But the figure of that person has always been in her mind. Twenty years have passed. He still remembers her and loves her. How happy she is. It turns out that she is not the only one who has been wishful thinking for twenty years.

But twenty years ago, she was a calm person, and twenty years later, she would only be more calm. She is no longer young, and even Niantong can tell the importance of it, let alone her?
Chapter completed!