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Jiang Wanzhou was not worried that Yao Ximu would find Yu Xingye. In his opinion, Yu Xingye was dead.Only Yao Ximu still believed that he was alive and wanted to find him.

Jiang Wanzhou's feelings were relatively rough. He thought in a general way, since everyone is dead, there is nothing to worry about. The past is over.Holding back a mouthful of old blood, he thought about the beautiful life in the future, and decided to let it go and not care about it.Even if you want to care about it, you can't care about it.He knew in his heart that since the breakup in Xuezhong, Yao Ximu had resolutely drawn a clear line with him, and they have been distinct ever since.Yao Xi Muming put on an appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away, if this continues, let alone getting married, it will be difficult to see him in the future.

Let Yao Ximu, the idiot, look for it. The longer you search, the more thoroughly you will give up. In the end, you won't just be able to be nice to me.

He never mentioned Yu Xingye, and took good care of Yao Ximu along the way, and even overcame the dirty food and lodging.

Yao Ximu couldn't get rid of Jiang Wanzhou's brown candy, so he had to take him on the road. Fortunately, Jiang Wanzhou's inner strength is deep, pushing boulders and hitting rock walls is very useful, which saves a lot of trouble.

On this day, they walked from noon to dusk, and finally reached a canyon that only one person could pass through. When they reached the end, a stone wall blocked the way.

The sun recedes and the stars emerge.

Yao Ximu looked up at the sky, confirmed the position according to the astrology, and groped the stone wall carefully, and finally touched a few small holes.He opened the Lihen Locking Cloud Box, and submerged the comb inside into the hole in the stone wall.

The stone wall sank suddenly, and smoke rose.

What unfolded in front of their eyes was still a huge cave, with gusts of gloomy wind, cold and blurred.

"Let's go."

Jiang Wanzhou pulled him past and walked into the cave first.

Yao Ximu hesitated and didn't move, Jiang Wanzhou turned to him strangely and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid." He looked at Jiang Wanzhou intently, his black eyes seemed to be twinkling with starlight, and he said with a trace of worry, "I don't know what's going on inside, but any little danger will make me regret taking it with me." You come."

"Are you caring about me?" Jiang Wanzhou was very happy to hear that.

Yao Ximu's voice floated over again softly, "You wait for me here, if I haven't come back after three days, you leave."

"Xi Mu." Jiang Wanzhou pinched his cheeks and said to herself with a sigh, "To you, am I already a complete outsider?"

"No, in my heart, you are still my elder brother. I respect you and thank you."

"I don't want to be your elder brother." Jiang Wanzhou became excited, held Yao Ximu's shoulders, poked her head over, looked into Yao Ximu's eyes, and breathed out a chaotic and anxious breath: "How many times do I have to say, I I haven't changed my mind about you."

"But I've changed." Yao Ximu met his gaze calmly, "I don't want you to take risks for me, because I don't want to owe you anything."

"Okay." Jiang Wanzhou felt sore in his heart, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He frowned, trying not to let the bitterness, heat, and astringency come out of his eyes. He walked into the cave without looking back, his voice low and hoarse, slowly Said: "I didn't go in for you, but for myself. I want to know what the treasure of Qionglang Sect is."

The two were silent, they kept a little distance, and walked through the stone path in a daze.Yao Ximu gradually smelled the rich and sweet fragrance of flowers, he walked more and more anxiously, couldn't help running wildly, and ran out of the stone path, he saw wild flowers of various colors dotted under his feet, extending to a large sea of ​​red flowers in the distance , With the wind, the sea of ​​flowers swayed like a rising tide.

Under the starry sky, the red flowers blooming in the wilderness reminded Yao Ximu of the red lights in the dark night.

——The soul is back.

Hoshino, will you come back?

He was wandering in the sea of ​​flowers, the wind was blowing, the flowers were swaying and rustling.

There was an ethereal flute sound coming from the sky, Yao Ximu followed the sound, and could no longer look away, he saw Yu Xingye put down the bamboo flute from his lips, and smiled at him like a breezy, breezy smile. Slowly coming from the depths of the sea.

The shadow of the flower was dancing, Yu Xingye reached out and grabbed a red flower between his fingers, his eyes moved from the flower in his hand to Yao Ximu's face.

He sighed: "Yao Yao, you finally came here."

"You asked me to come." Yao Ximu looked at him obsessively, refusing to look away, and walked straight towards him, "Xingye..."

Yu Xingye stretched out his arms and hugged him, with a gentle and light smile, and asked, "Have you seen the lonely smoke in the desert, and the sunset over the long river?"

Yao Ximu nodded, "Without you, watching is just watching, it's not interesting."

"Sanqiu Guizi in Lianhuawu, have you seen the ten-mile lotus?"

"Not yet. If we go back now, we may have time to see it."

Yu Xingye lowered his eyes and looked around at the surrounding flowers. Yao Ximu also followed him to look left and right. Yu Xingye said: "This is the sea of ​​worry-free, which can make people forget their worries."

Yao Ximu reached out to pick off a red flower, and the crimson and enchanting petals bloomed in his palm, like a dream within reach.Yao Ximu shuddered and asked, "Is this Ghost Poppy?"

Yu Xingye nodded: "These are excellent things. They are beautiful and fragrant. People in the world only know that they are dangerous, but they don't know that the most dangerous thing is the human heart." Yu Xingye stroked Yao Ximu's petal-like lips, then leaned over kiss.

Yao Ximu closed his eyes, and embraced him with open arms. Between kisses, Yao Ximu said in a voice like a mosquito: "Let's go, let's go back to Lianhuawu together, if you don't come, leave me alone in the What's there?"

"Yao Yao, I originally planned to let the old people of the Qionglang Sect scatter to various places and live a normal life, but some people insisted on following me, so I built the Lotus Pier. I don't have the same ambition as my mother, and I don’t want to use Qingling pills to control people’s hearts.” He said every word clearly: “Besides being able to extract the purest drug, the ghost poppy is more dangerous because it can lead people into illusions. Just like you now, what you see is an illusion, but you mistakenly think it is real."

Yao Ximu stared at him dumbfounded. He reached out to touch Yu Xingye's face, shoulders, chest, and finally fell to his waist to wrap it tightly. Yao Ximu slowly shook his head; "What I saw was obviously the real you, Why do you say it's an illusion?"

"I'm dead, I won't come back, you saw it with your own eyes." Yu Xingye stroked Yao Ximu's hair reluctantly, the smile on his face was changing like water waves, mysterious and almost magical: "You just don't want to believe it." .”

"No." Yao Ximu shook his head again and again: "No." He took Yu Xingye's hand and ran back, but he couldn't get to the edge of the sea of ​​flowers. His head was sweating anxiously, and he shouted: "Why?"

"Yao Yao, in fact, you have already made such a judgment in your heart, but you just don't believe it. I left so many clues and made you go to so many places, just to let you understand that there are still many beautiful things in the world."

"You also know that there are so many beautiful things in the world, why are you willing to die?"

Yu Xingye was silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand to stroke Yao Ximu's temple hair, cheeks and lips. He played his voice very softly, like the breeze blowing into a dream, "Of course I don't want to, you don't even know how much I don't want to." .”

"If it wasn't for that sword, you would have lived..."

Yu Xingye covered Yao Ximu's mouth to stop his next words, "Yao Yao, don't blame me, I do have the ability to dodge that sword, I am not reconciled. I want to know, do you have me in your heart? You forgive me."

With sourness welling up in his nose, Yao Ximu couldn't help closing his eyes, and buried his face in Yu Xingye's arms, "I will never forgive you, unless you come back."

"I can't come back, Yao Yao, I am the one who stayed with you yesterday, you look forward, you still have countless tomorrows."

"I know, you told me that people have to live for tomorrow." Yao Ximu looked at him in dismay: "I also know that you want me to come here so that I can destroy this sea of ​​flowers so that I won't become a Hidden dangers in the world." His words were filled with tears, sad and sentimental: "But I ruined Huahai, and I will never see you again."

"Fenxin is still exhausted, and the wind passes Wanliqing." Yu Xingye said the puzzle that had been trapped in his heart for a long time.Yao Ximu finally confirmed that this was really just his illusion.His "Yun Feng Jue" has been practiced to the last level, but he has not broken through, because he can't break through the sentence "Fen Xin is still exhausted, and the wind passes Wanliqing."

He never mentioned this poem to Yu Xingye, so it was impossible for Yu Xingye to know.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the full meaning of this poem - after the flowers are burned out, spring will still be ushered in this land, and when the spring breeze blows, green weeds will grow.

If it is not burned, there will never be a new life.

Yao Ximu looked around at the flowers around him, and then raised his head to look at Yu Xingye who was close at hand, without blinking his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint his face firmly in his heart.Yu Xingye looked at him and smiled. After a long time, he said softly, "Yao Yao, let's do it. If you delay any longer, you will lose your mind completely, and you will no longer be able to distinguish reality from illusion."

Yao Ximu took out the flint, moved very slowly, and repeated with a sigh: "If you destroy these flowers, I will never be able to see you again."

The fire swept across this dreamlike flower field, countless petals shot up into the sky, mixed with sparks flying.

The tongue of fire licked Yao Ximu's clothes, he had to grit his teeth and swipe back, tears ran across his face, he complained to Yu Xingye: "Actually, you don't love me at all, you don't want to come to my dream Li, you just want me to forget you."

"What's wrong with forgetting me?" Yu Xingye didn't move, he stood proudly among the sea of ​​burning flowers, just nodded and smiled at Yao Ximu.

Flames rolled up, sparks flew, and Yu Xingye's appearance gradually disappeared with the disappearance of Huahai.He did not return as he wished, and this was a real parting.

The illusion exists in Yao Ximu's heart.

When he woke up, only Jiang Wanzhou was by his side.

Jiang Wanzhou also had a confused and sad expression on his face. He stared blankly at Yao Ximu, but Yao Ximu didn't ask him what he saw.There are many things in this world that seem to be real or unreal, but life is too short for anyone to have time to distinguish them.

The Worry-Free Sea can make people forget their sorrows, and it turned out to be nothing more than that. Fortunately, this land no longer has the fragrance of ambition and desire.

When Yao Ximu walked out, he was already very calm. He felt that he was like a sea, able to accept all rivers, and there would be no more waves.

After returning to Dazhou, Yao Ximu bid farewell to Jiang Wanzhou. He rode his horse and swung his whip, and drove away in the bright sunshine.

He is going to Lotus Pier and start a new life there.

The autumn wind blows everywhere, and the reed flowers are like snow.

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The author has something to say: This is the end of the main text, and there were originally two extra episodes that were planned, one of which is the ending that a few years later, Yao Yao and Mr. Jiang are fully mature, no longer entangled in the past, and get back together again.But I don't want to write too much, because all the pictures in my mind have been written.The process of growing up is inherently sweet and troublesome, constantly meeting and parting, losing the old and gaining the new, the future has infinite possibilities.Maybe Yao Yao and Li Huimao suddenly see each other one day and live together, hahaha (just kidding),

In fact, the motivation for writing this article comes from a sentence in Lu Xun's "Sorrow for the Dead"-people must live, and only love can be attached to them.But my level is limited, the story structure is not well controlled, it is fragmented, and the readability is not strong, so it is difficult for everyone to catch up to the end.Thanks to my friends who didn't dislike me and always encouraged me.

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