The soul furnace is made of pure gold, and the body is inlaid with tortoiseshell pearls and jade. It is carved and hollowed out above, shattered and sparse, like the shadow of flowers swaying. You can see the soul in the furnace from the hollow. The soul furnace is as big as a hand furnace, and can be held in your hands and caged into your sleeves.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days.

During the day, Gong Jiu and Su Caicai were still fucked in Shuyue Palace. At night, Gong Jiu broke his soul from his body. The white light fell into the soul furnace like light smoke. Gong Jiu's body was lying on the bed as if he was sleeping.

But he stopped breathing.

Su Caicai hugged the soul stove in her hand tightly in her arms and wrapped the cold and hard stove body with her body temperature.

The closest position to the heartbeat, where it slowly blooms is Gong Jiu's soul.

One day, the sky was clear and the white fog that lingers in the mist and autumn mountains all year round dissipated slightly in the afternoon.

Su Caicai and Gong Jiu were lying on the grass. Above them was a towering tree. The breeze blew by, the sparse shadows were slanting, and the lush green leaves made rustling sounds, making people's hearts stretch, and even breathing was much more relaxed.

The warm sun passed through the gaps between the shadows of the trees and fell on the faces of the two, sprinkling mottled light and shadow.

Su Caicai held Gong Jiu's hand, her body was lazy, like a sleepy cat, just wanting to fall asleep in the sun with her snow-white belly.

Gong Jiu suddenly turned his body, looked at Su Caicai's face quietly with his black jade eyes.

His voice was a little ethereal, like the breeze in the forest.

"Su'er, this is the last day."

Su Caicai's body was so weak that she was sunny that she had her eyelids drooping, and she couldn't even open it. She answered casually: "Um..."

Gong Jiu looked at Su Caicai's beautiful little face greedily.

His eyelashes, which were curled like palm-leaf fan, trembled slightly, and a trace of uneasiness flashed under the dark jade eyes that were as clear as autumn water.

The uneasiness was like ink dripping into the clear pond, slowly smudged in the black vortex.

As if you were about to part forever, Gong Jiu looked at her quietly and engraved her appearance deeply in his heart.

The dark eyes were as fragile as glass beads.

In the swaying of the sparse shadows, there are gentle ripples.

Gong Jiu said in a trembling voice: "I will never see Su'er tomorrow... will I never see Su'er again?"

Su Caicai's sleepiness became a little more awake.

She turned her face sideways: "Master, what are you worried about?"

Gong Jiu's eyes were twisted on Su Caicai's face.

"I am worried that when the smart Gong Jiu wakes up, you will forget who I am now."

His eyes were filled with uneasiness, like an abandoned child.

Su Caicai glanced at Gong Jiu and suddenly smiled and said, "If Master is afraid, we will not enter the soul furnace today. It would be good to be like this forever."

Gong Jiu was stunned, and the anxiety in his eyes gradually faded.

Like a tide.

The sea comes from the tides, and love comes from the way.

He looked at Su Caicai and said firmly: "I have said that I love you for you."

Su Caicai blinked, and the smile in her eyes deepened: "Well, you have said it many times..."

...It's really shameful to keep sweet words on your lips all day long.

Su Caicai couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and the tips of her ears turned red indifferently.

"So, Su'er, I'm willing to give up my current personality for you, because I love you and don't want to see you sad, but..." Gong Jiu pinched Su Caicai's hand tightly, and a fragile light flashed in her eyes, begging, "But, don't forget me."

His eyes were filled with sadness and sadness of parting: "Don't forget who I am now."

Su Caicai was stunned and blinked.

It turns out that I'm worried about this...

The fool in front of him always thought that he and the beautiful Gong Jiu were two people. After the beautiful Gong Jiu woke up, he completely disappeared from Gong Jiu's body and could never see her again, so he was so uneasy and wanted to ask her for a guarantee.

Prove that he once existed.

Prove that he once loved.

Su Caicai has a lot of tenderness in her heart.

She turned over suddenly, supported her hands above Gong Jiu, and looked at him quietly.

"I got it, fool."

Su Caicai chuckled, smiling like the grass in the sun, fresh and fragrant.

"I will remember the man who told me that he loves me now."

"If these words were said from Gong Jiu's mouth, I might not believe them, but as long as they were said by you, I would believe them."

"You are the only honest Gong Jiu in the world, and I will never forget it."

Gong Jiu stared at Su Caicai above.

This beautiful woman blocked the sunshine falling from the gaps between the shadows of the trees. Her face was already unclear because of the shadows, but Gong Jiu deeply engraved her appearance in his heart, like a branding.

The golden light set a soft gold edge on her cheeks.

She seemed to be integrated with the warm sun, with the fragrance of green trees and radiating a golden light.

Gong Jiu's uneasy mood was easily relieved at this moment.

No trace.

He felt that his short life was already very satisfied.

At this moment.

I am so satisfied that I can die.

Because he was once shining warmly by the sun, on the bright spring afternoon, the grassland where the earth revived.

Eternal life without breath.

At night, Gong Jiu lay down on the bed, his soul overflowed from his body, and the white light drifted into the soul furnace. In just one day, Gong Jiu could return to his original appearance. Su Caicai carefully put the soul furnace into his arms.

Thinking of Gong Jiu's words in the daytime, Su Caicai couldn't help but smile.

This fool, can't he feel that he has slowly woken up?

Su Caicai can clearly feel that Gong Jiu is more awake every day than the previous day. The soul furnace needs to be maintained forty-nine days, but it does not mean that on the 49th day, the incomplete soul is suddenly intact.

This is a gradual process.

The only answer is that Gong Jiu himself is unwilling to face the facts.

Su Caicai was a little confused.

What is he unwilling to face?

Does he think being a fool is more majestic than a normal person?

Su Caicai couldn't understand.

This is a puzzle that Su Caicai will never answer in her life.

The night is lonely, and the clouds and mists close to the moon.

The long dark night ferments in the moon sky, thriving in secret, sprouting branches.

The next day, Su Caicai woke up and rubbed her eyes in a daze.

A cold and happy voice sounded softly in my ears.

"woke up?"

The voice was quiet, low and gentle, and the male and female were unaware of it, making people feel itchy.

The sound was obviously very small, but Su Caicai felt that the sound was shattering and shocking.

The pores all over my body seemed to be awakened by this sound.

The heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Su Caicai opened her eyes blankly.

The clear face that inverts all living beings, with red skin and red lips, elegant and elegant, with seven points of gentleness and elegance in the bottom of the eyes, and three points of thin and charming in the tips of the eyebrows. This beauty ignores the boundaries of gender, making people amazed, and over the years, it has imprinted an indelible stunning surprise.

Su Caicai recognized this as the real Gong Jiu at a glance.

Fool Jiu's eyes are clear and timid, but beautiful Jiu's eyes are deep and cold.

The deep phoenix eyes, as deep as ink pond, were staring at me deeply.

It seems to suppress the overwhelming anger.

Gong Jiu curled a charming sneer at the corner of his lips.

"I actually woke up, so let's settle the old accounts, Su'er."

This sound of Su'er was so gritting her teeth.
To be continued...