Embers

It was a long, long dream.

All the memories about Ember, from childhood to the last scene of the sword piercing the heart, dare not miss every single one, and clearly reappeared in front of my eyes.

Including every detail, it was the veil that Ember threw to him after silently rejecting him, it was also the tiredness that flashed in Ember's eyes when he leaned on his arms and closed his eyes slightly, it was Ember who pressed him in his arms and almost sighed The phrase "you are old too" in a normal tone...

These images are overlapped alternately, sometimes close in front of the eyes, sometimes far away in the sky, sometimes like yesterday, sometimes blurred and far away.

His eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, slowly open your eyes.

Still not quite used to the light he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, turning his eyes to look around, and finally confirmed that this should be a medical center.

I was lying on a bed by myself, and there was no one else in the room.

He wanted to speak, but found that his throat had been thirsty for a long time, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak, so he had no choice but to let himself lie flat and start thinking about what happened.

Dreams and reality are sometimes difficult to distinguish.He frowned slightly, and thought for a moment. If it wasn't for the intertwined pains in his body that started to help Su, he might not have believed that the blood-stained evening really existed.

Suddenly, as if his strength had been taken away, he silently opened his eyes wide, and his broken emotions began to spread.

What I can't get rid of is the scene. The man was forced to retreat by the Baidao people, and finally gave up his sword and smiled, and was pierced by countless sword blades.

I can also remember the icy body temperature that I touched when I climbed over with difficulty.

he died.

This thought made Li Mei fall into despair willingly.

Who saved him?And why do you want to save him?

Why not let him die with Ember?

Maybe at this time he should cry loudly, at least for the embers, he should also shed a drop of tears, but he found that his eye sockets seemed to have dried up, and it was clearly painful, and he couldn't breathe, but there was a trace of tears nothing.

Crying is a person's reaction to pain, and if a person walks through the chaotic pain without crying, it is not that he is strong, but that he has become numb from the habit.Like embers.

Embers.

It seems that these two words have become a sharp dagger, as long as I think of it, it will feel like a white blade piercing my heart.

He tried his best not to think about it, and began to think about his injuries.

Of course he is very clear that with this level of injury, it is a blessing not to die.

The problem is, he shouldn't recover so quickly.

Although the pain was still convulsive all over his body, it was obviously to a level that ordinary people could bear, and he could almost feel his meridians growing and connecting little by little.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

In this world, who else can have this kind of medical skills?

If it is him, is there a slight possibility of the so-called resurrection?

He immediately struggled to get up, ignoring the screaming pain in his body, and fell to the ground, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Moving to the door step by step, he took a hard breath before pushing the door open.

The layout of the next room is similar to this one, a small room with a bed.

There is a person lying on the bed.

He desperately restrained his turbulent emotions, and used all his strength to get over it.

When he saw the familiar face of the man, he almost went limp.

His chest was heaving slightly—he was alive!

But at that time, he had already confirmed it, and he was clearly dead.

The genius doctor Chu Jian is indeed number one in the world.

Excitedly, he squatted down and grabbed Ember's hand. He didn't know whether it was the pain caused by the wound being pulled or too many collapsed emotions gathered in his heart. In short, tears flowed down his face as if he couldn't stop the brakes.

"We're alive... Ember... You're alive... You're alive... We're all alive..."

It turned out that he could still cry.

Even though this silent man never gave him any pampering and tenderness, as long as he was there, all the despair and pain would not have to fall on him.As long as he is there, he can still live like a normal person.

Ember hadn't woken up yet, but Li Mei understood that the so-called desperate situation had already begun to leave them.As long as both of them are still alive, it's easy to talk about anything.

I don't know how long it took before he gradually calmed down and wanted to pour himself a glass of water to drink.

He struggled to move to the edge of the table, and was about to reach for the teapot when he suddenly paused.

Under the teapot, there is a piece of paper with many words written on it, which looks like a letter.

Picking it up, he recognized it at a glance, it was Nineteen's handwriting.

After reading, he only felt tremors.

life for life...

There are people who are really willing to do this, in order to save a person who has almost no connection with him, they can put their lives on it.

After confirming that the two of them are safe and sound, Nineteen dared to leave.

At the end of the letter, he stated his whereabouts, that is, to send a letter to his master for Chu Jian, and he didn't say much about the rest.

After a long time, Li Mei gently put down the letter paper and sighed softly.

After another seven days, Ember woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, Li Mei burst into tears almost instantly.

The quiet and deep eyes like a lake, almost never seeing each other again.

He wiped his tears with his sleeve in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "It's great that you're still alive..."

Ember sighed slightly.

Li Mei told him Nineteen's beliefs, he paused for a while, and only said "hmm".

For a while, neither of them spoke again.

After a long time, Li Mei said softly: "The Demon Cult is gone."

Ember's gaze turned around in an unknown place, and her voice was hoarse that she hadn't spoken for a long time.

"I know."

Li Mei leaned over and pressed his palm on her face: "But you still have me."

Ember took a deep look at him.

"I know."

The two have been recovering from their injuries for nearly two months.

However, it has been rumored in the Jianghu since more than two months ago that the Demon Cult is extinct and the embers are dead.

Different from the universal celebration when Nie Budu died, this time Ember's "death" can be said to be joyful for some and sorrowful for others.Those who remembered the bloody feud with Ember mostly cheered for his death, while those who had been in the Devil's Cult, thinking about Ember's good news, could not help but sigh and feel sad.

And this kind of sigh and sadness can't be said on the bright side.

Because the Devil's Cult has collapsed, all the world has been corrupted since then, so if you feel sad for the Devil's Cult at this time, isn't it against the White Dao?

People don't care whether you are bloody or not, they just made it clear that if you dare to do that, you will definitely be resisted by the whole Baidao.

When Li Mei told these words to Ember, he was planted on the couch basking in the sun, when he heard the words, he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Everyone thinks that you are dead."

Ember casually played with the teacup: "Ben is dead."

The leader of the Demon Cult named Ember was dead, and the one who survived was an ordinary person named Ember.

Li Mei really loves his appearance, unlike those days when he was the leader of the Demon Cult, his eyes always had unpredictable coldness, but now, he is relaxed and indifferent, more like an ordinary person.

She leaned over and lay down in his arms, kissing his neck lightly.

Ember raised her hand to stroke his hair, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Oh, by the way, I found your solution for you yesterday."

Suddenly remembering this, Li Mei got up from him and went into the room.

When he came out again, he had an exquisite and gorgeous long sword in his hand.

At this time, he risked his life to find a sword, but because he knew how important this sword was to Ember.

It was so important that he would rather risk his life to protect it back then.

After all these years, until now, Li Mei has completely disregarded her.

What it means is not important, what is important is that the one who is with him now is himself.

Ember paused for a while before taking it, and took it under his nose to stare at it for a long, long time.

Li Mei looked at him quietly, and then put on a piece of clothing for him.

"got windy."

The author has something to say:

Alas, I caught a cold again. In spring, you should also keep warm.