Poison Genius Consort 2: Emperor’s Swallow

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Chapter 1074: Yu Er's special article: in his name

The meaning of Begonia flower has already been told by Su Xiaoyu.

At that time, when Han Chen chose Haishu flowers, she was forced by her. He still did not admit that there were ghosts in his heart. Perhaps, he knows the meaning of Begonia, deliberately chosen. Perhaps, he does not understand, this is just a coincidence. However, what the truth is is no longer important.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, Su Xiaoyu does not find another place to settle down, but goes out to the ice sea. She rushed to the road day and night and finally arrived at the ice sea on New Year's Eve. At the moment I saw the ice sea, her string was loosened. It is like relaxing for the first time in 20 years. The next moment, she planted it from the horse back and fell into the snow and stunned. She is too tired...

Even on the shore of the ice coast, the cold is not something that ordinary people can bear. In a short while, Su Xiaoyu’s body was infuriated, surrounded her whole body and resisted the cold.

Between the vast world, the wind and snow are falling, the darkness is cold. A small lantern next to Su Xiaoyu is like the only light in this world. The only temperature that illuminates her thin figure.

Su Xiaoyu didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, she found that the hairpin she had been holding in her hand was gone. She quickly got up and looked for it. She knew that when she turned around, she saw Han Chen standing behind her and holding her flowerbed in her hand.

"Han Chen..."

She was shocked and could not react for a while.

Han Chen has not changed at all. He was still 20 years ago. He was cold and calm, and he was tall and high. Although his eyes were somewhat white, he was not old at all. It was like a mature man in his early thirties. He just lost his eyes because of his practice.

Su Xiaoyu was trembled. She looked around and found that she was still on the shore of the ice coast. She found that it was still dark at night, the wind was still blowing, and the snow was still floating. Everything is so real, it is not like dreaming at all.

However, this realism does not make her feel at ease. She looked at Han Chen, even did not dare to move, did not dare to speak, I am afraid that this is just a dream that will wake up at any time. She looked at Han Chen so stupidly, tears silently and full of eyes, squatting down.

Han Chen approached, and he did not even change his consistently cold expression. He wore the sea otter flower on Su Xiaoyu's hairpin, and the position that he had not yet worn was exactly the same as she had taught him before.

So close, Su Xiaoyu can feel his breath. His sense of existence became more and more real, but Su Xiaoyu still did not dare to move, only the tears fell even more.

When I was dressed, Han Chen looked at it and seemed quite satisfied. He gently pressed her trembling shoulders and opened his mouth. "Xiao Yuer, have you had a good time these years?"

Su Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out, crying and the whole person trembled violently and couldn't stop.

Han Chen is still calm, he said: "Xiao Yuer, you grow up, don't cry."

Su Xiaoyu still cried, kept crying, and rushed to Han Chen’s arms to cry, as if to cry all the tears that had been endured for 20 years. Han Chen did not persuade, she was holding her, crying by her. Until Su Xiaoyu was quiet, he said faintly: "Xiao Yuer, don't wait."

Don't wait? !

Su Xiaoyu screamed and looked up at Han Chen. At this moment, she suddenly woke up from her dreams and slapped. She still keeps her dreams moving up, but she can't see Han dust, only seeing the bright sky. On the New Year's Day, the snow stopped and the sun rose.

It turned out to be a dream!

No wonder she is so weak, she only knows how to cry.

Su Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and subconsciously erased the tears. At this time, she found her face clean. The dream was so badly crying, but there was no tear in the reality. Su Xiaoyu squatted and soon returned to God. She grabbed the jellyfish flower that fell on the side and got up.

Over the years, she thought of him so much, but she never dreamed of it once. Last night, I didn't know if I was asleep or a coma. I dreamed of it. Is this a member of New Year's Eve?

Su Xiaoyu looked at the ice sea, and the little face showed a rare smile, which looked pure. She muttered to herself and answered the question in her dream. "In these years, no one is wearing it, no one is persuaded, no one is drunk, and everything is fine."

She was quiet for a while and smiled softly. "Master, Xiaoyu is not grown up, it is old. You see, my hair is all white."

She smiled and gradually lowered her head. She held the jellyfish flower tighter and tighter, and the whole person became particularly silent.

As time passed, a round of rising sun slowly rose from the east, and it gradually became more and more beautiful. The golden sun outlines the beautiful side profile of Su Xiaoyu, illuminating her faint little face.

Su Xiaoyu shook and held the jellyfish in his hand, and shook it. Suddenly, she looked up and threw the jellyfish flower into the ice sea, drowning in the cold mist.

One for twenty years, one for twenty years.

What is the result of no love? What is bitter?

She does not recognize it!

Su Xiaoyu yelled at the ice sea, "Han Chen, I am waiting for you! Waiting for this life, waiting for the next life! Don't choose Haishu for the rest of my life! I don't like it... Don't force me to be your apprentice again in my next life, I am not happy. Don't come to recognize my master in the next life, I want to marry you..."

Su Xiaoyu also shouted a word, but it seemed to vent all the emotions that had been pressed into the heart for so many years. She breathed a lot. At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Jade girl, why are you so stubborn?"

Su Xiaoyu was not surprised, and did not even look back. The visitor is not someone else, it is Wen Bo, the old servant who has been stationed in Fengmingshan. He is too old to walk, but every New Year's Eve, Qingming, Mid-Autumn Festival and other festivals, he will come to the ice sea for a day or two, to pay homage to Han Chen.

Su Xiaoyu ignored it. Wen Bo walked over and said with perseverance, "Jade girl, you have been suffering for so many years, let go of yourself. There are many things in this world that cannot be forced."

Su Xiaoyu said: "Last night, I dreamed of him."

Wen Bo’s eyes became more pitiful.

Su Xiaoyu continued, "There is more suffering in this world. What is the bitterness of my obstinacy? Who is so strong in life? Can you not ask for everything, but be willing to do everything. As long as I am willing, Not bitter."

Wen Bo only thought that Su Xiaoyu was not the same as before, but he couldn’t say anything different.

At this time, Su Xiaoyu looked back and saw Wen Bo smile for the first time in many years. She said: "There is still another year, Xuankong master list resumed the competition. Wen Bo, you have a name for Han Chen!"

Wen Bo puzzled, "This, you are..."

Su Xiaoyu said seriously: "From today, I Su Xiaoyu used his name to compete for him! He did not finish the road, I finished for him!"

Wen Bo took a moment to understand the meaning of Su Xiaoyu, and his heart was filled with sorrow and grief. He was sad and happy, and he was distressed and gratified. He only thinks that Xiao Yuer seems to have grown up, but he seems to have never grown up. She is still so stubborn, so tenacious, so capricious.

Su Xiaoyu passed the ice sea and went to Fengmingshan, where she had not stepped in for many years...