Fast travel: report to the host, the system crashed again!

Chapter 404 770 Seven Seal Rulers ([-])

Yan Shuo didn't speak, just listened quietly, looking at A Yu's side face softly.

"But I know that they are from the martial arts world, so they came to this martial arts competition with all their will." As she said this, she buried her face in her hands.

"But as soon as I found out who they were... I was told that they had both died ten years ago, and I was still the only one."

Putting his hand on her back, Yan Shuo didn't know what comforting words he could say at this time, no matter what, she couldn't listen.

"Young master, can you let me hug you?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Shuo's consent, he hugged Yan Shuo tightly.

A warm object slid down his collar, making his heart ache.
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If I could say one thing at that time: You are not alone, you have my company in this life.

Or, I can be braver and hug you back.

Later, will there be no such hardships?

After the martial arts conference, you are still the same as usual, always writing me scribbled sketches, sometimes it takes me a long time to guess to understand the various meanings.

These scenes have been replaying in my mind every time recently, and the more I think about them, the more interesting they become. The more I think about them, the more I feel that I love Ayu Zhen, a stunning woman in the martial arts world.

Ayuding is going to annoy me again by writing Chisu so long without authorization.

But I have a lot of words in my heart that I want to confide, Ayu, let me be patient for a while, and let me finish writing this follow-up.

The two of us have gone through ups and downs in the rivers and lakes for five years, and we have traveled all over the rivers and rivers. This life's journey is not in vain.

You said you liked the number seven, but you insisted that I write 770 seven chisu letters and send them to you before you would come back.

I don't know how many I have written in these years, one letter per day, never cut off, but never reached 770 seven letters.
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As he wrote this, a tear rolled down Yan Shuo's eyes. He wiped it away at a loss, feeling his heart aching violently.

The picture in my mind changed again.

They were chased and killed by a Jianghu sect, and Ayu was seriously injured in protecting him. The Yan family who came later wiped out the Jianghu sect, but failed to rescue Ayu.

"Why are you so stupid? That knife was obviously aimed at me. Those people wanted to kill me!" Holding Ayu's body covered with wounds and blood, his hands kept shaking.

"Originally, I was invited by the Yan family to protect you. If you die, who will I marry in the future?" At this time, she is still thinking about getting married.

"But... I haven't waited for you to say you like me... I haven't waited for you to marry me..." She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Yan Shuo with a sad expression.

This was the second and last time Yan Shuo saw her so sad.

"I married you." He gently explained to her again, just like before.

"It's all the same..." Ayu didn't have much strength to speak anymore.

"Young master, I... I'm going to find my parents." She was about to cry, but she held back her tears.

"Then when will you come back, I'll wait for you." The more flustered Yan Shuo became, the calmer his voice became, and he even smiled at Ayu.

Pouting his lips with difficulty, Ayu whispered: "I have written so much for you, so many feet, should you, and should, write for me... write some."

"Okay, I'll write as many as you want." Although he was laughing, tears were already streaming down her blood-stained clothes.

"Little master... I like Qi, you just write one every day, every day, and then, every year on my birthday, write it to me... 770 seven... I... will come back..." The last few words Her voice was almost inaudible, and before Yan Shuo could say yes, she had already died.
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Yes, how can there be 770 seven days in a year? I will never be able to write 770 seven feet.

Ayu, you are really, but I have asked a question that will never be answered.

In the past, I always thought that I might go there at any time, so I would not see Ayu, but I never thought that Ayu went so many years earlier than me.

As for me, I am still wandering in this arena for a long time, with nowhere to go.

Didn't I find a job teaching children to read a few days ago?A child asked me last night: What kind of person is Mrs.'s wife.

I couldn't answer for a moment, so I could only tell her: My husband hasn't married yet.

If I treat Ayu as my wife without authorization, without three matchmakers and six betrothals, or ten miles of red makeup, Ayu will definitely be angry, so I dare not say so.

Later, the child asked me again: Is there anyone who is happy with Mr.?
At a young age, he was as straightforward as A Yu at that time.

I replied: Yes, I miss you day and night, and I can't ask for it.

Ah Yu knew, what did the child ask next?
She asked: What is the name of the husband who is happy with the husband?
I thought about it, and it seemed that Ayu had only called me young master, and never called me more affectionately, so I told that girl.

But she heard her say again: Ah, is it the story in the story book about the rich young master falling in love with the little maid?

I smiled and replied: No, it's the story in the picture book, the rich young master and the Jianghu heroine go far away.

I don't know if my answer can reconcile Ayu's mind.

Before, I always felt that it was a pity that I couldn't hear Ayu calling me "Ashuo", but after this incident, I suddenly realized that the title of "Little Young Master" is very good, and it can best reflect Ayu's love for me. My love.

I’ve written so much, it’s almost time to finish. I know that Ayu is illiterate, but Ayu’s temperament is so pleasing, he must have friends in the underworld, but let them read the report and listen to you. If you are shy... just, When I love Ayu, there is no time to be shy, only when you make me blush.

Today is Ayu's birthday again. This is my 365 seal, 770 seven... It's just my obsession.

Later I often thought, why didn’t Ayu say 360?Thinking about it later, Ah Yu must have been afraid that I would be sad. The difference was only one letter or hundreds of letters. His mentality was still a little subtle. I love that Ah Yu is so considerate, how can I not be happy.

At the end of the book, I still want to say one more thing to Ayu: My heart is happy for you.
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The moment he put down his pen, Yan Shuo felt as if a lifetime had passed. There was a pile of thick papers neatly arranged on the corner of the table. They were all letters he had written to A Yu over the past year. The words were full of love. .

Holding these letters, I opened the door and saw green bamboos and green trees outside.

Go to the top of the mountain, burn the letters one by one, and send all your thoughts to the ashes, which will be blown by the wind to every corner of the world.

Dusk is dim and night is approaching.

"It's time, host, are you satisfied with this trip?" The mechanical sound of the system broke the quiet and sad world.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Yan Shuo realized that this was someone else's life, not his. At most, he could only be regarded as a spectator.

(End of this chapter)