Fusang + Fanwai

When Feiran woke up, she saw Xihe beside her, but there was an inexplicable expression in her eyes, a little familiar, she probably came to say goodbye, and said something like I'm sorry, which made Feiran confused water.

"The next time you see Fusang, tell her for me that I don't blame her, let her stop blaming herself." Xihe nodded, and Feiran suddenly remembered her old grievances, "That's called Jiang Yun." Yes, is she an important person?" Xi He's complexion changed, and he just shook his head, "She's dead, I lost her before, and some strange things happened." Fei Ran couldn't ask any more questions. In the blink of an eye, he thought of Liu Qingqing, "My wife is kind in her heart, otherwise I would have died with her sword." Xihe turned to look at Feiran, "Don't you blame her?" Feiran shook Shaking his head, he sighed a little tiredly, "But is she crazy? What am I blaming her for?" Xi He heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a daze, "Then do you pity her?" Fei Ran shook She shook her head and said, "If I pity her, she is really too pitiful." Xi He didn't say anything more, just looked into the distance leisurely.

Fusang stumbled and stumbled in the mortal world. What he didn't understand probably would never be clear again. What was lost might be liberation.She was submerged in the Heihe that floated all over the place, and the blood melted into the river, turning it black and getting thicker.At the age when her life and death were not at the end, she had endured too much for a while, and she was a little out of breath.

The woman glanced at Fusang, removed her rags one by one, and carried her to the ice bed, her ashen eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, she asked Fusang, "I want to die." Is it?" Fusang actually shed tears because of these words, without any sign, the woman hesitated for a while, then took her hand, looked at her eyebrows and eyes carefully, and combed her long hair again and again. "You have to understand that there are still many things you can't get and can't ask for in this world. You have to learn to live to death, Fusang." Fusang turned his eyes, looked at his arm full of scars, and muttered to himself, "Did I do something wrong?" The woman didn't seem to expect her to ask such a question. Fusang didn't answer for a long time, and Fusang said hoarsely, "I lied to her, and I killed her. I'm a sinner." When he said this, he smiled sadly at the man, "Kill me." The woman still didn't answer her, but the fingertips wrapped in white satin climbed up her neck little by little. Come on, she put in a little effort, Fusang's face paled instantly, the air gradually became thinner, her eyes turned red, and finally, she gasped for breath, the woman shook her hands and said, "I want to It's so easy to die, why don't you die a few more times?" Fusang half pushed and half leaned against her arms, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes just stared straight and expressionless, like a stiff grieving ghost.

Fusang didn't expect to see Fu An here, she still stood there timidly, she couldn't help recalling it in a trance, it seemed unreal.How much Fusang was happy for her, how many reunions in life, what she thought was dry and rocky, finally turned into a bubble of departure. When she thought about it this way, her desolate heart was like a dry dry field getting a little bit of sweetness. itchy.

"Young Master?" Fu An carefully held the white towel and gently wiped the water stains on her face. She was so innocent. Fusang looked at her scars and despised herself. One side is full of envy.Not for anything else, even Fusang was always happy when she was in the past.She is so beautiful, her face is more delicate than a flower, full of sweet fragrance.Not like myself, smelly and dirty.Fusang actually didn't want her to see herself like this, so she gently pulled the corner of her mouth and called her "Fuan."

"Who am I?" Fusang would occasionally ask this question, most of the time she was groggy, as if she couldn't wake up anyway.Fu An was very worried for her, and felt that she might not be far from death if she went on like this.But she couldn't figure out that woman, except for saving Fusang that day, she mostly stood by and watched, even with a lukewarm feeling.When Fu An was taken away by her, she didn't like to talk much, she had no face, so it was extremely difficult to find out.

"My lord is still not awake." The woman seemed to look over here, took the cup on the table in her hand again, swiped the floor, and threw her face at Fusang, she hardly showed any warmth, "Wake up gone?"

Fusang opened his eyes, but still remained silent when he saw the visitor.

Fu An timidly took a towel to wipe the water off his face, and then looked at the woman, only to see that her figure disappeared after a while.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Fu An saw that she was still speechless, her eyes were almost dull, and she couldn't help feeling sour, "Young Master, don't scare me."

After a while, the woman brought a bucket of water and poured it on Fusang's body one after another. Fu An raised her hand to stop, her brows were all knit together, "What are you doing?"

After the woman finished, she walked towards Fusang again, as if stating the facts, "You're all wet, let me take you to change clothes." Fusang didn't speak, and looked up and down again, and finally closed her eyes Come.The woman picked her up and led her to a cliff, but seeing her lotus feet lighten, after a while, the two of them stood on a stream, like snow piled under the snowflakes, flashing A rainbow light came out, and the air-conditioning rushed towards her. On the green peak, she saw the greenery through the misty area, and her heart was in a trance again.