bright moon goes west

Alas, I only have shadows in the world, how can we live in the same life but die differently! (This is the original version of the title. Titles that are too long are not allowed to be posted. Hey)
"Ah Heng, it's not your fault." Gu Yi clenched his hands into fists and coughed softly as if covering his lips.

In the night, that low cough was particularly clear, as if piercing, like a heavy hammer hitting Heng'e's heart, making her terrified.

"Mo Yan..." Heng'e's voice revealed a trace of panic, she looked at the man who was only a few steps away without blinking, as if the man would disappear in the blink of an eye.

The old doctor's words in Ji Chun Tang had turned into a nightmare that haunted her deeply.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Gu Yi said softly, even though his chest seemed to be bursting with pain, his face was still calm and gentle.

She was able to come to see him, he already thought it was a dream, how could he bear to see her cry again.

Gu Yi always smiled, his smile was as gentle as moonlight.He pointed to the flower stand not far away that was covered with creeping lilies: "Shall we sit on the chairs for a while?" Below the flower stand were several benches entwined with artificial green plants.

Heng'e's gaze followed, and every arrangement in the garden was exactly what she had imagined, even the plantains that happened to be planted outside the corridor were the same.

She once said to Gu Yi that she likes to sit in the corridor on rainy days, watching the rain while listening to the sound of "Rain hitting the plantain", just like the two lines of her favorite Wang Mojie's poem: "The rain hits the plantain leaf." With sorrow, my heart is ashamed to others with the crescent moon", but unexpectedly, it became a prophecy.

Heng'e's eyes couldn't help but bewildered.

The person in front of him seemed to be wrapped in a mass of unresolved sadness.Gu Yi's heart ached for a while, and following Heng'e's sad gaze, he also saw the clump of plantains, and also thought of Wang Mojie, whom she loved, and the poems she loved.

The rain hits the banana leaves with sorrow, and my heart is ashamed to others like the crescent moon.

The fragrance of Xinlan is short-lived, and the dream is also left in the mist.

Traveling far away and sailing for thousands of miles, facing the troubled times, I feel sad for thousands of years.

I used to protect the flowers and cherish the spring, and I was infatuated with the water.

The love of childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts is finally broken in this poem of reality.

Grief is like a sticky net that wraps two people tightly, making them unable to move.

Hang'e swallowed the bitterness in her heart, slowly brought out two smiles on her cheeks, and said softly: "Aren't you going to sit down? Or take me to visit this garden."

Gu Yi hid the sadness in his eyes and sat on the side of the bench.

Heng'e silently sat down on the other end of the bench.

The two looked at the crescent moon in the sky as before.

"Mo Yan, have you ever regretted it? If I wasn't your cousin, if you didn't know me..." Heng'e smiled sadly, "In this way, I won't hurt you."

"You're talking stupid again." Gu Yi chuckled lightly, his starry eyes were shining with gentle light: "If it wasn't for you, Zeng Moyan would have died at the moment when the family underwent a great change."

Gu Yi looked at the deep blue sky, with a slight smile on his lips: "Hang, if I do it all over again, I will still do it again. The world is hard and dangerous, how can I be willing to let you stumble and walk alone in this world! Love It’s parting, it’s fulfillment. To fulfill you is to fulfill myself.”

Gu Yixiang: Everyone has selfishness, even him is no exception.His selfishness is to hope that he can be happy, his husband and wife are harmonious, his children are around his knees, his life goes smoothly, and he lives without worries.In this way, his concession and fulfillment are meaningful, and he will not regret it.

Now that the two of them still have the opportunity to sit together and talk like this, they don't need to ask about the past, they don't need to ask about the future, just cherish this moment silently, he should be satisfied.

Heng'e's teardrops rolled down from her long eyelashes one by one, and melted into her lips. Amidst the thick bitterness, there was a little sweetness.

She bent the corners of her lips, she didn't need him to say more, she already understood the heart of silent words for her.

Heng'e closed her eyes: just let yourself go, let yourself go, let him go too.

"Mo Yan, you used to be Mo Yan, but now you are Gu Yi, past, present, and future, no matter who you are, you will always be my cousin." Hang'e looked back at the sky, the stars tonight are very bright Bright, like a lover's crystal tears.

"Silence, treasure, even if it's not for yourself, it's for me. In the next five or ten years, even if we never see each other, even if I can hear a few words from you, it will be a kind of comfort to me. If you If you can’t do it, just think that I’m trying to make things difficult for others.” Hang’e straightened up from her seat, looked at the man’s eyes glistening with tears, and she smiled with tears in her eyes: “If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife…” Hang’e E choked up.

"In the next life, I'll wait for you on the Wind and Rain Bridge." Gu Yi's handsome face slowly showed the warmest smile, and the deep affection in his eyes dispelled some of the sickness on his face.

However, Gu Yi himself did not believe this sentence.Once you lose your body, you will never recover, you can't grasp this life, and there will never be an afterlife!
"I should go." Heng'e said.It's almost dawn...

At dawn, Heng'e, who belonged to Zeng Moyan, should have disappeared, and the one who walked out from here would be Feng Jun's young marshal's wife, another man's wife.

"Ah Heng..." Gu Yi couldn't help calling softly, and then laughed at himself: "It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Hang'e looked back, the silver moon was like frost, the lonely figure of the man was elongated by the night, so thin and thin.

She stared deeply, as if she wanted to keep this shadow in her heart.

"Cousin, goodbye." Heng'e showed a bright smile towards Gu Yi, and waved to Jian Zhenni who was in the distance, without turning back or staying any longer.

Ah Heng, goodbye!Gu Yi said silently in his heart.

From now on, I will only take care of the world; from now on, I will take care of myself and eat more.I don't want... I don't want you to be sad because of my death in the future.When your pain fades away, when your scars fade away, my soul dares to go back.

Ah Heng, the past is you, the rest of my life is you, it has always been you!

Ah Heng, I am at the end of the world, but you are in my heart. I have been in love for one night~ how much love, the end of the world is not long!
Ah Heng, take care!
"Young Madam, the Young Marshal has arrived in Haicheng." Seeing Heng'e's people come out, Fei Qiong, who had disappeared for many days, hurried up the steps.

Heng'e was slightly taken aback, obviously she didn't expect Fei Qiong to appear here.

It turned out that she was sent to Haicheng by Chen Xi.

"When did you arrive?"

Heng'e was helped into the car by Jian Zhenni, tears were still on her face, but the fragility in her eyes had disappeared.

Fei Qiong lowered her eyes and whispered, "It was midnight last night. The young commander knew you were here and arranged for me to pick you up."

Hearing this, Heng'e looked at Jian Zhenni with sharp eyes, and the cold light in her bright eyes was as sharp as needles. She curled her lips and smiled mockingly: "It seems that there are sieves around me."

"Young Madam, I'll investigate right away." Jian Zhenni gritted her back molars and said.

Heng'e was so dizzy from crying, she held her forehead with both hands, and pressed it on her temples. After a while, she chuckled lightly, and said sarcastically, "Maybe I will be robbed by Shunsuke Yamamoto, so I can really be clean!"

Heng'e's tone couldn't be said to be very angry, but instead revealed a deep sense of weariness.After hearing this, Jian Zhenni and Fei Qiong didn't dare to say anything.The two of them are Heng'e's right-hand men, the internal and external chief managers, but let the young marshal know the young lady's whereabouts very well, which is themselves the fault of their screeners.

The car had just driven 100 meters away from Gu's mansion, and a cordon was blocked ahead, and the driver stopped the car immediately when he saw this.

A handsome and outstanding man emerged from a military vehicle, striding towards the vehicle.

The driver didn't know Chen Xi, but he recognized the logo of the military vehicle at a glance, and suddenly looked at the back seat of the car in surprise and fear: "Young Madam..."

Heng'e took out the powder in her handbag, puffed it on her eyelids and cheeks, and the rose-scented rouge smudged on her fingertips. Hang'e bent her lips, showing a smile, and evenly applied her fingertips on her snowy cheeks .She didn't sleep all night, her complexion was very bad, and she looked extremely haggard.

Just as Heng'e put on the makeup box, Chen Xiren had already walked over, and Tang Ping, who followed behind him, hurriedly opened the car door courteously.

Heng'e sat in the car without moving, and the man's tall and straight figure enveloped him. At that moment, the man's breath of iron and blood oppressed him, making him breathless.

Heng'e's eyes scanned the man's body inch by inch, and after seeing that the man was unharmed, her heart finally fell down.Only when she saw him did she realize how much she cared about him, and when she saw him, she finally had a shoulder to lean on.

"Ah Heng, I'm sorry, I'm late." The man's deep, hoarse voice was full of guilt. The man who was stabbed by the enemy's bayonet on the battlefield did not even frown. At this moment, a pair of deep, cold eyes There was a faint watery light in the ink eyes.

Heng'e shook her head, her bright eyes were gentle and tender, as dense as spring mist and rain, the strands of her gaze were delicate and soft, enveloping the man's steel-like will, fascinated by her tender eyes.

"It's good when you come back." She looked at the man and said word by word.

"Ah Heng, you too, just come back." After Chen Xi finished speaking, he closed his eyes hard to hide the water that was about to come out of his eyes.

Chen Xi is jealous, jealous of Zeng silently saying that she can always guard the person she wants to protect, and go through life and death for her, instead of being like him, where the country and family can't have both; You can still see the eyes that have been crying all night.

The memory and tacit understanding between these two people is something that he will never be able to penetrate.What's more, Zeng Moyan saved his wife twice, he, Chen Xi, is jealous and has no qualifications.

A man with only a few years left to live, spends his last days loving a woman with all his heart, willing to bear misunderstandings, willing to drink alone, as long as the woman he loves is happy.

Chen Xi curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, he couldn't compare to Zeng Moyan.His love is possession, while Zeng Moyan's is concession and fulfillment.

Thinking of this, his smile became even more bitter.Just yesterday, he always thought that Zeng Moyan gave up Heng'e for the sake of power and hatred, but now he knows that his retreat is because he is unwilling to let the woman he loves be alone for the rest of his life, so he would rather let go and give up the love he loves. woman pushes herself.