dying person

[-]. Just because it comes late, the flowers don’t bloom as fast as spring

three

The day I killed Lou Li was also cloudy.

The sword pierced the heart, and the flesh was torn.

He took the blade in his hand and took the sword from my hand.

Even if he was injured, his inner strength was still so strong that I couldn't hold my sword.

Lou Li drew out the blade and stained my face with his injured hand.

There was no questioning, no anger, he just hugged me, put his chest against mine, and said: Changying, is your heart warm?

He said: I will use my blood to warm it up.

At that time, I thought that I would die without a doubt, but now I dare not doubt it.

In the whole world, there will be no second person like Lou Li.

I killed the only person who could be kind to me.

I am sorry for him.

After a month of stopping and going, several horses were exhausted, and finally arrived in Lincheng.

I don't know exactly where Lou Li's home is, and I don't know which hill and which piece of land he was buried in.

I can't find Lou Li's body, maybe he has turned into a handful of loess,

I had to count down the days and stop everywhere.

He took the last jar of Qiuteng wine from the saddle and it was for Lou Li.

Kaifeng, dumping, and pouring it down lavishly, it's not a pleasure.

With this pot of Qiu Teng wine, I dumped the countless guilty and innocent souls written by my knife into the mass graves on the outskirts of Lincheng.

Green mountains and barren grass are luxuriant, and things in the world are thriving.

I have nothing to say to Lou Li, I am ashamed to save myself, so I can only hope that he will reincarnate in peace and never see each other again.

Even so, he was delusional about where he could be buried.

I slowly bent down.

four

Nie Yao said to me: Changying, Meng Yu cannot die.

At nightfall, a few rays of afterglow reflected the tight curve of his mouth.

Looking at those eyes that were full of ice and snow in the past, but now I can't hide my heartache, I suddenly felt a bit of despair that was desperately growing in my heart.

I said: It must be Damo Xuerui.

He looked at me gravely.

I said: this is difficult.

His only weakness in front of me was torn apart by a stern look: I am not asking for your opinion, don't forget your identity.

Then he softened his voice again: Because it can only be you, Chang Yinying.

Nie Yao said: I only believe in you.

Which he is real, I don't know.

Meng Yu must know.

I have never forgotten who I am. When Nie Yao panted and called out Meng Yu's name, my mind was very calm. I clung to his body vigorously, and told myself loudly in my heart over and over again when he was deceiving himself. : You are Meng Changying.

I loathe the bed, my body is unclean.

But if that person is Nie Yao, I will tell myself: You are Meng Changying.

I want to hypnotize myself, and I also want to wake myself up.

Meng Changying's life was given by Nie Yao, and I will never forget it.

Even if it is fake, those dispensable concerns are enough to confuse my eyes.

Just like those gentle and ruthless eyes at the beginning, I hope to keep them for myself.

So I can bear it.

As long as I only want what he wants, I will do everything possible to get it.

Pay any price.

As much as I wanted to tell him, I might die.

But it still pains me to think that he will be frustrated and sad.

Nie Yao said: Damo Xuerui must be found within fifteen days, and Meng Yu must not die.

Nie Yao said: Four leaves should be opened in the early morning, not a minute or a second later.

Nie Yao said: "This matter is very important. You don't have to worry about other matters in the pavilion. I will arrange it myself."

Nie Yao said: Do it as soon as possible.

I looked into his eyes with a smile and said, "Okay."