a ruthless swordsman

232.

I spent the whole winter with Li Yanxing in my dream.

Today is not the same as in the past, I have practiced the ruthless sword for more than a year, and it is no longer as difficult as before to fight him.

As time goes by, I also feel that it is meaningless. The past few months have been wasted, and I have spent all my time with him.

When the grass grew and the warbler flew, I sighed, hugged him and said, "Brother, what day is it today?"

He replied: "The second day of March."

In ten days, it will be the day when I died in my previous life.

On March [-]th, perhaps unintentionally or on purpose, Xie Ling took me down the mountain, just to avoid a massacre against the Ruthless Sword Sect.

A few years later, I just realized that March [-]th is not an important day.

——It's just Xie Ling and Jiang Yufeng's biological father, Jiang Fengchun's memorial day.

When I looked at his face, my heart throbbed for a moment, and the emotion quickly disappeared.

"Brother, do you still remember what you promised me?"

"whats the matter?"

"Last year, I spent my days in a daze. I missed my appointment and didn't go to pay homage to Sister Cheng. Now that the weather is perfect, it's time to visit her."

233.

Last Qingming Festival, I did not go to Min Jin's last appointment, so I naturally missed the lost pages of "Baoxiangjing".

But it doesn't matter.

I leaned against the tree trunk beside me and murmured: "Sister, you don't blame me. You clearly promised to come to see you in Qingming, but it was nearly a year late."

The grass surrounds the tomb, and the wind blows through the forest.

"Reviving a lifetime is obviously a good thing that no one else dares to think about. I have become more and more confused. There are countless unsolved mysteries in my heart, and I am afraid it is too late to find the answer. Tell me, why did God arrange this matter in the future?" What about me?"

"If I could be asked to make my own decision, I would definitely not take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

The figure outside the forest stood alone, with the breeze blowing through the sleeves of his clothes, he looked a bit bleak in the spring day.

From March to early spring, we have been together for a hundred days, whether it is true or false, it depends on my thoughts.

When Li Yan wields his sword, his right thumb does not buckle inward.

When Li Yanxing poured tea, he didn't even have the habit of holding the cup with his left hand.

Sometimes I wake up suddenly at night, with two arms tightly around my waist all the time, which is something that the third senior brother who has restrained himself and returned to etiquette has never been able to do.

There is only one person who has such a habit.

I closed my eyes and said in a low voice, "Sister, am I cowardly?"

Of course she won't give me an answer.

234.

When I returned to Jianya, it was already the evening of the tenth day of March.

I curled up in his arms for a nap at night, and opened my eyes after a while.

Before Yin time came, the morning light was dim, the senior brother noticed a strange movement in his arms, and opened his eyes while he was half asleep and half awake.

"Xiao Chu, why are you awake now?"

The twilight came in through the wooden lattice window, I held his left hand, rubbed it repeatedly on the tiger's mouth, and let the rough calluses rub against my fingertips.

I raised my face and kissed his chin, and whispered, "I'm not sleepy anymore."

Chang Xuechu is not only the number one fool in the world, but also a coward who can't find a second in the world.

His lips and tongue are hot, and his body temperature is also hot.

When a person just wakes up from a beautiful dream, he will indeed feel dazed and even unconscious.

But no one will be trapped in a dream for several months without waking up. There is only a barrier as thin as a cicada's wing between the dream and the reality.

I lowered my head, unbuttoned the skirt of his chest, and touched my heart with my lips.

My fingertips hovered over the hideous scar, I kissed it lightly, and asked him again: "Brother, does it hurt?"

He was obsessed with the scar on my chest when I fell asleep and woke up repeatedly from nightmares.

"It doesn't hurt," he said.

I shook my head, paused, and said, "I mean, did you pierce the flesh of your chest with your own hands, did it hurt?"

235.

"Xiao Chu..."

"Brother," I interrupted his flustered explanation, and said softly, "Call me Axue."

It must be very hard for a person who is usually proud and conceited to abandon himself.

"...Axue, when did you find out?"

I didn't answer, but instead said: "Brother Ling, I want to look at your face and talk."

I don't know where he learned the disguise technique, but it's not bad at all.

For the first time, I thought it was a dream, and I did follow his way.But Xie Ling is an idiot, even if he covers up his birthmark and changes his face, I have been with him for more than ten years, how can I not know his various little habits.

He turned his back, groped for a moment on the face, and when he turned around again, it was the face I was familiar with.

It's just that it's not as heroic as before.

He opened his mouth to say something, but I blocked his lips with my fingers.

"I never told you that on the night of last year's birthday, I was not as drunk as you thought."

Xie Ling blushed, remembering the stolen kiss, and murmured: "I'm sorry, Axue."

I shook my head: "I should apologize to you. Last time I pointed a sword at you in the room and said such harsh words, it was my fault."

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when you mention it, the idiot's expression becomes a bit ugly, and he is so angry that he wants to forcefully put on a tolerant and magnanimous appearance.

Xie Ling's chest rose and fell slightly, put away his stupidity, and said after a while: "...I don't mind."

fraud.

I said, "Who swore to God that he would never lie to me again?"

From childhood to adulthood, Xie Ling has lied to me countless times. I never expected that in my second life, he would lie to me in another way.

why didn't you tell me sooner...

No, he never seemed to pierce the window paper either.

"Third senior brother, he has a very hard life, and he is kind to me. I always want to treat him better, and make his life less miserable." I calmly raised my face and looked at Xie Ling. He buttoned up the loose front of his clothes, "I was all on him, trying to cross him, but I forgot the man who stood behind me and bought me sweets. He used all the money on his body to buy sweets for me. Give me the little bit of sweetness left, and leave the rest to yourself.”

Having known each other for more than [-] years, this is the first time I have seen Xie Ling cry with my own eyes.

In the end, I was sorry for him again.

"Fool," I leaned over to kiss his tears away, with my forehead against my chest, and my tone was rare and soft, "I said, don't put your heart on me, why don't you listen to me?"

Now it's all right, I only owed one person, but now I owe two debts, even if I have a next life, how can I split my heart into two debts to pay back.

I raised my hand, wrapped it around his waist and wrapped it around him, let out a long sigh of relief, raised the corners of my lips and said, "I'm very angry, brother Ling, guess why?"

Xie Ling remained silent and hugged me back even tighter, so he didn't notice that my palm had already landed on the back of his neck.

"You love to compete with the third senior brother the most. After losing so many times, you always get into my room and get frustrated. I didn't go according to your wish just once, but I didn't last long. I still lost to you in the end."