A Tale of Two Phoenixes

Xun finally confirmed the dead news of tolerance, Chu Yu no longer searched endlessly.

She was very obedient and let Yuan Yuan and Guan Canghai take her to live in Luoyang. It was still the house where she lived next to the sea of ​​tolerance and tolerance. She was quietly wounded, and she lived and ate regularly. , Also ... don't speak.

The most obvious person who sees Chu Yu's change is Tong Yuan. He prefers Chu Yu to cry madly, and then let go completely after crying. He also doesn't want to see her like this.

She Chuyu is quiet like a living person. Sometimes she even smiles slightly, and the corners of her mouth are slightly curved, but her eyes are deep and silent, like the midwinter night without seeing the end.

Wu Yuan didn't know how to persuade her, but only took care of her more carefully during weekdays.

A few days later, an unexpected guest came in front of the house, and he was also an old friend.

When Yuan Yuan saw the people, he said nothing, and said, "You are here to meet Chu Yu. Come with me."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Chu Yu came to the backyard garden alone to bask in the sun. The spring was bright and warm, but Chu Yu didn't feel the warmth in her heart. She just looked at the sunshine quietly as if looking at another world .

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Chu Yu naturally turned his head, first seeing Yuan Yuan in front, and then came to see the person behind Yuan Yuan, who was a handsome boy with big eyes and immature childishness on his face, But the figure is already the height of an adult.

The boy looked a little familiar, but Chu Yu was much lazy to remember. Since it was brought by Yuan Yuan, he would naturally introduce him.

She came to Chu Yu, and she sighed, "Rusang, since she found the dead body, she has always looked like this."

How about mulberry?

Chu Yu hesitated for a while before associating the big-eyed boy with the previous child. In the separate days, Rusang grew very fast, and his body changes needless to say. His face was thinner than before. There was a lot of flesh on the cheeks, only a pair of big eyes, and still a little old charm.

Seeing Liu Sang, Chu Yu smiled slightly and nodded at him.

Yun Liusang was a little nervous. He looked at Chu Yu Ai Ai and said, "I am back."

Chu Chuyu nodded.

"I don't want to leave when I return."

Chu Chuyu smiled.

"Sister A agrees too."

Ye Zhong every year? Chu Yu still nodded and smiled, but at this time, somehow, the opposite boy suddenly showed a sad look.

Bian Chuyu blinked her curiosity, why is he such an expression? She's okay.

Seeing that Chu Yu was this way, Liu Sang was even more sad. He squatted down, held Chu Yu with both hands, and looked at her pleadingly: "I managed to persuade my elder sister before she let me back ... but, is it right? too late?"

Rusang choked, tears filled his eyes, he lowered his head quickly, and covered his eyes with Chuyu's hand: "Don't you be so sad, okay? You will be sad, I will be even more sad ... I am not for This is the only one who came back ... You talked to me ... Must brother Rong be allowed? Can't I replace him? "

It seemed as if she touched a taboo institution, Chu Yu became dull for a moment. After a while, she took her hand from Liu Sang, looked at the empty palm, and whispered, "Is it necessary to cry? Can one show me normal? I just don't want to cry ... why are you all so worried? "

Since that day, she has been silent. Actually, she is not incapable of speaking, but it seems that she suddenly loses her energy of opening her mouth and feels dazed by chance. If she can never think about it, it would be perfect.

The long-lost tears flowed quietly, like a farewell ceremony. Until now, Chu Yu was considered willing to admit that tolerance would never be there.

Chu Yu lowered her head and stroked Ruosang's head leaning on her knee. Although Ruosang has grown up now, in her eyes, she is no different from that little child: "You are you, tolerance is tolerance, everyone is It is unique in this world, and none of you can replace another. "

What's more, tolerance is different.

Even though there are tens of thousands of gentle feelings in this world, for her, it is impossible to tolerate a leisurely look.

Uh ...

Listening to the movement in the garden, Guanguan Canghai breathed a little sigh of relief. He walked through the door where the two houses were connected, walked back to his room, opened the bookcase, and revealed a secret passage.

Walking down the dark path, watching the sea came to a secret room. A dark sarcophagus was placed in the middle of the dark room. The coffin lid was open on the ground. The sarcophagus couldn't stop the strange weird break. Crisp, he said to the sarcophagus, "Russow came to see her today."

A very low, extremely hoarse voice came from Jain sarcophagus: "It's okay if Lausang is here, which will help her to ease her depression. If she goes on like this, she will get sick sooner or later."

Guan Canghai leaned against the wall of the back room and smiled bitterly: "I used to help you lie to her once, and now I help you to lie to her again. She would never have dreamed about it. Anything that is different in the bones is me. It was made according to the scar of the bone, but this house is still the same as last time, hiding one more of you. "

He said with some emotions: "Why are you doing this? She lied to her in front of her and lied to her in tears. Even if she is sick and ill, isn't it the cause of you?"

声音 The voice in the coffin again said, "Naturally, I want to lie to her. I am dead. Long pain is worse than short pain. Should I tell her to look at me like this?"

Hearing what he said, watching the sea was a sigh.

Although he is inconvenient to see things, he also knows how to tolerate the current situation. If a clear-eyed person comes to the coffin and looks inside, he will see a nightmare situation: there is a person lying in the coffin, but this person is almost It can no longer be called a human. The muscles and bones of his whole body are broken and broken at a speed visible to the naked eye, and heal and grow quickly. The bottom of his body's coffin is soaked with a thick layer of blood, and the humanoid object lies in this blood. The body wanders between broken death and rebirth.

The sound of 传 from the coffin is the sound of skeletal muscle fragmentation and healing.

"What I am now, even if she is seen by irrelevant people, she will still have nightmares for a few days. She must be unable to bear it ... kekeke ..."

He said that he suddenly coughed as if he had been choked. Guan Canghai couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

After a while, Rong Zhi was indifferent and continued: "Just before his throat shattered for a while ... I don't tell him, at the same time, this half-life and half-dead look really can't see people, not to mention, I don't know when it will be the head, maybe eventually I will still die. Instead of letting her torture me, let me tell her at the beginning that I am dead. "Except for the intact brain, all parts of the body were disintegrated into small pieces by invisible forces, Soon and quickly grew and healed, welcoming the next round of fragmentation, every bit of pain was directly passed into my mind, and never reached the end. In the long torture of torture, tolerance was no longer in the night or the day , I can't remember when it is now, we can only know the change of time by watching the sea from time to time.

Since he jumped into the river a few months ago, he has been repeating this process. His body was almost shattered by the overwhelming force, but there was another force to repair the damaged body. To keep him from dying, but living like this does not know if it will be worse than dying.

Day after day, night after night, when there is no half-hour rest, destroy, Su Sheng, destroy, Su Sheng, in the pain of the extreme body that cannot see the margins, he slowly lingers at the boundary between life and death, but even if In this way, his thinking is still extremely clear, and his eyes, when there is no bleeding, are still stable and quiet, deep and firm.