Seeing that flash of red clothing, that familiar figure, Su Jingfeng stopped around ten feet away and observed the person. He felt like something was stuck in his throat. It was as if all the memories rushed back to his mind.
He wanted to call out to Yun’er. But when he opened his mouth, he could not yell out no matter what, for fear that she would disappear the moment he called to her. She had already left him too many times in his dreams which had made him fearful.
As a result, he only dared to remain still at this time, quietly watching the back of the familiar figure in front of his eyes.
As if she felt the eyes on her back and was seemingly long aware that someone stood behind her, the red figure turned around and regarded Su Jingfeng with a pair of beautiful eyes that were as bright as the stars. She appeared slightly suspicious.
When he saw that she had turned around, Su Jingfeng could not help but cry out in a trembling voice, “Yun’er!”
It really was Yun’er. She had a bead as a zhusha mole between her eyebrows. She was like a wildfire that could blossom into an enchanting flower at any time. It was her recognizable upturned eyes, that familiar silhouette, and those same features, as well as the same figure and mannerisms. This moment at the cliff was similar to how it had been 1000 years ago when he had first seen her. She had also looked at him suspiciously back then.
And her red dress was also drawn with the outline of her favorite peony flower. All of this proved that she was the Yun’er he was searching for. This was his Yun’er.
In this way, Su Jingfeng excitedly came forward and wanted to hold her as he said, “Yun’er.”
The maiden took a step back, alarmed by his actions. She looked up to glare at him, then scolded him saying, “Don’t come any closer.”
“I won’t come over. Don’t move. You must not move.” Su Jingfeng looked at her tiny feet, only a step away from the edge of the cliff, which terrified him. It reminded him of 1000 years ago when, in order to protect Wu Ya while leaving, Yun’er pressed the sword to her neck, threatening him.
Although 1000 years had passed and she had been reborn, she still liked to use her own death to threaten him. He was really annoyed, but he was reluctant to blame her after finally seeing each other with great difficulty.
The maiden stared at Su Jingfeng. Her red eyes, bright as rubies, that silvery hair like satin, fluttering with the wind, and that cold, handsome face all made her feel familiar. She cocked her head slightly, observing him for a long time. Faltering, she asked, “Brother Feng?”
Hearing the maiden’s cry, Su Jingfeng’s eyes suddenly widened and, extremely moved, he said, “You… You remember me, Yun’er. You remember me. I knew it, you love me, but…”
Su Jingfeng did not continue his words. There was no need to say them. It was not easy to reunite with Yun’er. He should not mention that unpleasant thing and bring up that unpleasant person.
The maiden frowned and looked at him, full of questions. “But your hair and brows are not the same as in my dreams. Are you really Brother Feng?” she asked.
From the age of ten, she often dreamt of various things. She would be wearing red and like peony flowers. There was also a man called Brother Feng, but in the dream, she could not hear what they were talking about. Those were the only dreams she had night after night.
Especially that Brother Feng. She dreamt of him even more. But the Brother Feng in her dreams had black hair and eyes. Why did he have silver hair and red eyes now?
Su Jingfeng grabbed a handful of his silver hair and said, “You don’t like it? I’ll dye it with black ink later.”
The silver hair and red eyes were the residual effects left after he signed a natal contract with Su Xue while seriously injured, and following which, he sealed himself.
