Jinyiwei factory flower base love story

The dark, cold, boundless lake seems to submerge the whole world...

Gu Huaiqing struggled desperately in the desperate suffocation, holding his breath and trying to surface the water, but the soles of his feet seemed to be tied with a ten thousand catty boulder, unable to move.

A pair of cold hands clasped his calf from below. He looked down in panic, and the one who grabbed him was actually a merman, with black hair like vines floating in the water, and a body covered with silver scales like a snake. Generally flexible swing.

The merman suddenly raised his head, revealing a very familiar and beautiful face.

"Cang... Cang Fei!" Gu Huaiqing exclaimed, "You're not dead?"

"Kill! Kill you!"

Cang Fei laughed wildly and loudly, her eyes showed fierce hatred, her beautiful face became terrifying because of the ferocious expression, she opened her mouth, revealing two rows of crocodile-like sharp teeth, biting hard on the On Gu Huaiqing's lap.

Blood dripped down immediately, and amidst Gu Huaiqing's painful groans, Cang Fei stretched out ten fingers that were as sharp as ghost claws, and thrust towards Gu Huaiqing's chest...

Oh no! ! !

Gu Huaiqing desperately broke free from Cang Fei's clutches, and ran away in a panic.

In a blink of an eye, the scene changed, the gloomy lake disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a familiar and gloomy small courtyard. The bamboo building and green screen windows with a very southern style all of a sudden evoked his childhood memories.

The gentle and beautiful mother, wearing a blue sarong, walked gracefully through the door.

His eyes were hot with excitement, and he called out in local slang: "Mother——"

The mother showed him a gentle smile: "My dear..."

He wanted to go up and hug his mother, but suddenly an iron fence fell from the sky, separating him ruthlessly from his mother. He shook vigorously angrily, only to find that his hands and feet had become as small as a child, his limbs were thin and weak, and he could not move at all. Shake that strong fence.

At this time, two thick women rushed in from the door, viciously grabbed the mother's hair bun, and dragged her to the ground.

"Bitch! Be honest!" One of the horse-faced women tied his mother's hands and feet, and the other black-faced woman slapped her fiercely, and her fair face immediately swelled up.

"Let go of my mother! Let her go!" Gu Huaiqing was anxious and angry, punching and kicking desperately, hitting the fence with his thin body, but it didn't help.

"The master rewards you, you bitch, go to die obediently!"

The horse-faced woman grinned grimly, and grabbed the prepared poisonous wine, while the black-faced woman forcibly pried open his mother's mouth and poured down the poisonous wine.

Gu Huaiqing's heart was torn apart, but he could only watch helplessly as his mother clutched her chest in pain and fell to the ground, black blood flowed from her seven orifices, her big bright eyes opened wide, she turned her head paranoidly, and looked at herself reluctantly ...

In an instant, the scene changed again. In the sky filled with flames, soldiers' hideous faces, sword lights flashed, and relatives were crying and wailing everywhere.

With an order on the execution ground, hundreds of heads rolled to the ground, dyeing the sky blood red...

No... no... that's enough, enough, stop it...

Gu Huaiqing was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry, she knelt helplessly, her desperate grief engulfed herself like a giant beast...

For a moment, he felt boundless despair, everyone died, everyone abandoned him, why did he still live alone?Why make him suffer all this pain?

What is the purpose of living in such pain?

He walked toward a long bloody river in a daze, the river bank was covered with coquettish and bloody manjusawa, crossing that bridge, would all the pain end?

As soon as he raised his toes, he heard a soft call: "Brother..."

Who is calling?How could he have a sister?

He looked back in great doubt, only to see a little girl in a red dress with a double bun, with a faint smile revealing two lovely dimples.

"Brother, let's go buy candied haws!" The little girl happily ran away.

"Sister!" He called out to his sister habitually, stepped on his short legs, and followed, "Sister, run slowly, wait for me! Sister!"

After finally catching up, when she raised her head, the little girl turned into a gentle and friendly girl in red. She looks very familiar. By the way, isn't she Luoxia?

With tears in her eyes, Luoxia smiled, "Brother, you must take care, I will pray for you day and night."

Gu Huaiqing had an ominous premonition and wanted to rush up to grab her, but Luoxia quickly turned around and backed away, took out the glass vial, raised her head to drink, and quietly closed her eyes with a beautiful but happy smile...

******

"Sister...Sister!"

Gu Huaiqing yelled, and sat up suddenly from the bed, his cheeks were wet and cold, his heart was beating wildly, and his obscene clothes were soaked in sweat.

The scene in the dream is vivid, as if it happened in front of my eyes, especially the last scene, Luoxia resolutely sacrificed herself in order to save him, although she had never seen it with her own eyes, it seemed so real.

On that day, he led the Shenji Camp to attack Wenxiang Island from the tunnel. Apart from rescuing Duan Mingchen, he also did not forget Luoxia who rescued him from trouble. However, the situation was too chaotic at that time. When it was blown up, the entire island sank into the lake, and countless people died as a result.

Although there were multiple searches afterwards, Luo Xia's whereabouts were still unknown.Later he caught several remnants of the Wenxiang Sect, and under torture, they confessed that Luoxia committed suicide because she indulged Gu Huaiqing in private.

Shocked and uncomfortable, Gu Huaiqing felt extremely guilty, set up a tomb for Luoxia, solemnly kowtowed to her a few times, and thanked her for saving her life.

Without Luoxia's desperate rescue, it would be very difficult for him to have a chance to escape from Wenxiang Island, but it's not a relative, why would Luoxia protect him like this?Even if you have a crush on him, you wouldn't be willing to sacrifice your life just to save him, right?

In the dream, the elder sister blurted out, very natural. After being reminded by the dream, Gu Huaiqing recalled that before he was six years old, there was indeed an older sister with one mother, but after the Lantern Festival, the older sister disappeared. , Mother cried and swollen her eyes because of this, but after a while, Mother never mentioned her sister again, maybe because she didn't want to make herself sad.Gradually, his memory of his sister gradually faded.

Luoxia is the sister who disappeared back then, right?

Although there is no evidence, Gu Huaiqing firmly believes that Luoxia is his long-lost sister.

It's a pity that this only family member couldn't recognize each other when they were alive, and they can only meet in dreams after death...

Gu Huaiqing closed his eyes and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

Just now in the dream, at the moment of extreme pain and despair, I really wish I could just cross the Naihe Bridge without looking back, forgetting all the pain and troubles in the world, but Luoxia's call stopped his pace.

His dear sister, at the price of his life, in exchange for his chance to live, if he doesn't cherish it, how can he be worthy of her?

Not only must he live well, but he must also take his mother's and sister's share with him, so as to live up to their sacrifices.

******

The nightmare dispelled the drowsiness, and his mind was in a mess. Gu Huaiqing casually put on a robe, opened the door and walked out of the room.

The night was dark, the moon was cold and the stars were sparse, and the wind was bleak. A jackdaw was jumping on the branch, making hoarse calls from time to time.

There was a burning smell of joss sticks and paper money in the air, and there was faintly the sound of monks singing in Sanskrit. In the Duan family who was separated by a wall, the grand ceremony had lasted for more than a month, and there was no sign of ending in sight.

Gu Huaiqing frowned, endured and endured, but couldn't help but climb over the fence and leap into Duan's house lightly.

The entire Duan family was immersed in a sad white, with white flags flying around, scorched ashes scattered on the ground, even the colorful garden in the past lost its vitality, the flowers were withered and shriveled, and weeds were overgrown.

In the middle of the mourning hall, a tall man was kneeling upright, with downcast eyes and a cold face, like a stone sculpture, as if nothing in the world could make him move.

Gu Huaiqing stepped forward, lit a stick of incense, respectfully bowed three times to Mrs. Duan's token, then inserted the incense into the incense burner, walked to Duan Mingchen's side, and silently knelt down next to him.

Gu Huaiqing looked at Duan Mingchen's obviously thin face and the messy stubble growing on his chin, feeling sad for a while: "Brother..."

Duan Mingchen didn't say a word, but mechanically threw the folded paper money into the brazier.

Since Duan Mingchen was rescued a month ago, he seemed to be a different person.In the past, Duan Mingchen was confident, steady, and calm, even when Mount Tai collapsed, but his mother's death dealt him a heavy blow.

He asked Jin Yiwei for leave for Ding You, and then shut the door and stayed in the mourning hall all day, depressed, and he didn't even like to talk.

Gu Huaiqing can understand Duan Mingchen's sadness. Duan Mingchen and Mrs. Duan have depended on each other for so many years, and the bond between mother and child is extremely deep. Although I don't know why Mrs. Duan appeared on Wenxiang Island and what happened before the underground palace exploded, it can be guessed that she should She sacrificed for Duan Mingchen, just like Luo Xia sacrificed for herself.

Duan Mingchen lost his mother. According to the practice of the Great Qi Dynasty, when his parents passed away, the official had to worry about Ding for three years. Therefore, it was normal for Duan Mingchen to retire and stay at home.If this continues, his body will not collapse, but his spirit will also collapse.

Seeing this, Gu Huaiqing felt anxious and tried to comfort Duan Mingchen with words and actions, but with little success.

Gu Huaiqing used all kinds of means, coaxed and persuaded, but nothing worked. He asked Duan Mingchen's colleagues in Jin Yiwei to persuade him, but it didn't work. Duan Mingchen seemed to have closed his five senses, and he had no effect on external stimuli. Unresponsive, like a stone statue.

This kind of Duan Mingchen made Gu Huaiqing feel distressed and helpless. When he tried so hard to save him back then, when he was found on Wenxiang Island, which was about to be flooded by the flood, he was so ecstatic. Feeling affectionate, who knows...

Gu Huaiqing thought sadly, after losing all relatives, can't even keep the one he loves?

No, absolutely can't go on like this!

Gu Huaiqing pursed his lips vigorously, and glanced at the motionless food box next to Duan Mingchen, it seemed that he hadn't eaten yet.

Gu Huaiqing silently lifted the food box, walked out of the mourning hall, walked through the barren courtyard, and came to Duan's kitchen.

Madam Duan used to keep a whole set of exquisite blue and white porcelain tableware, which was neatly arranged on the shelves, but the beauty who was busy in the kitchen had already disappeared.

Mrs. Duan's laughing and cursing voice and face are still vivid in his memory. Gu Huaiqing couldn't help but think of the first time he visited Duan's mansion. Mrs. Duan was wearing an apron embroidered with roses and cooking the dishes herself. Don't make people feel sad?

Gu Huaiqing blinked her swollen eyes, trying to suppress the sadness in her heart.

Taozhi, the eldest maid of the Duan family, is diligent. Even though the hostess has gone, she is not lazy, and the kitchen is still in order.

The stove was gurgling and steaming, and a pot of chicken porridge was simmering on a low heat, which was obviously a supper for Duan Mingchen.

Gu Huaiqing took a spoonful of porridge with a wooden spoon, blew it cold, put it in his mouth, tasted it, then poured out the cold food and cold rice in the food box, put a bowl of fresh hot chicken porridge in it, and put it in the food box , Return to the mourning hall.

"Brother, you can't eat like this." Gu Huaiqing knelt down in front of Duan Mingchen, holding a bowl with a steaming aroma, and brought it to Duan Mingchen, "This chicken porridge is delicious, come and eat some?"

Duan Mingchen didn't even move his eyelids, but just shook his head indifferently.

Gu Huaiqing was stunned, but still refused to give up. He took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and sent it to Duan Mingchen's mouth. He smiled and said, "Do you want me to feed you for such a big person? Come on, open your mouth, ah—— "

Duan Mingchen simply turned his face away and avoided it.

Gu Huaiqing was a little annoyed immediately, he was not a very patient person, if Duan Mingchen was not the person he liked and sympathized with his mother's loss, he would not have bothered to coax him at all.

However, it's one thing to understand Duan Mingchen's mood, but Gu Huaiqing couldn't stand Duan Mingchen's indifferent appearance for so many days.

Gu Huaiqing's stubborn temper came up and he insisted on forcing him to eat, so he stretched out his hand to pinch Duan Mingchen's chin, and forced him to eat porridge.

Although Duan Mingchen didn't eat, he still had martial arts, how could he force Gu Huaiqing to submit?

During the entanglement between the two, Duan Mingchen swung his palm violently, and the bowl of porridge was slapped flying by his palm, and it all splashed on Gu Huaiqing's chest, and the hot juice splashed onto his face and neck.His skin was already sensitive and delicate, and when the hot porridge was splashed on his skin, it immediately became red and swollen.

Duan Mingchen didn't intend to hurt Gu Huaiqing, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to wipe it for him, but Gu Huaiqing coldly pushed him away.

"Huaiqing, you..." Duan Mingchen's voice was a little hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Huaiqing suddenly raised his hand and slapped Duan Mingchen hard.