The next day, Wang Weizhi followed Wen Xian into the palace. Of course, one was going to the morning court, and the other was outside the gate of the Prince's Hall.
He didn't go into this place that was quite familiar to him, but just looked at the door. He still remembered the dust on the vermilion gate after the death of the last crown prince.
An old servant inside the gate was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom. There were not many fallen leaves, but his thoughts stretched.
"What are you looking at?", a gentle voice came from behind.
Wang Weizhi looked back, Wen Jue was standing behind him with a smile, and seemed to recognize who the person in front of him was, the gentle young man hesitated a little and said, "Are you a friend of the Third Emperor?"
Wang Weizhi blinked, God knows how he thought of this gentle smile in the last life to survive the long tormented years, but now this person is standing in front of him, and he seems a little at a loss.
As if seeing his stupefaction, Wen Jue raised his hand and shook it, and Wang Weizhi saluted as if he had realized it, "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"I made an appointment with His Highness the Third Prince to go out together today. I was waiting for him outside the Hall of Ascension Dragon, but it was too boring, so I wandered casually and disturbed His Highness the Crown Prince unintentionally."
Wen Jue smiled, "But now it's time to go down, do you want to go find him?"
Hearing this, Wang Weizhi noticed that Wen Jue was indeed wearing a court dress, and that the other party was still as gentle as he remembered, so he couldn't help but think of the warm memories of this young man in his previous life, and he couldn't help but also smiled, "I'm about to go there Find him."
He just wanted to come and see him, as long as he was safe, Wen Jue nodded. In fact, there is no such deep entanglement between them in this life, and it is only a few encounters. Just strangers.
Wen Jue nodded politely, walked around him, and seemed to want to go into the hall, Wang Weizhi followed, looked at the back of the other party and suddenly said, "Your Highness..."
As expected, Wen Jue stopped and turned to look at him suspiciously. Wang Weizhi paused for a moment before continuing: "You are very much like a friend I have never seen before. Can I come to you when I have a chance?"
The other party was obviously a little stunned by his words, but the stupefaction lasted only for a second, and was soon replaced by a gentle smile. He didn't know who the friend in front of him who looked like him was, but the person in front of him gave him the feeling that Very familiar, so he nodded with a smile.
When Wang Weizhi returned from the Prince's Hall to the Rising Dragon Hall, Wen Xian was already waiting for him there, and all the civil and military officials had already left, so it seemed deserted at the moment.
"Have you gone to meet Wen Jue?" Not in a questioning tone, the man's pretty brows were frowning tightly, as if he could kill a fly.
"I thought you knew my purpose of following you into the palace." Wang Weizhi just said indifferently while covering up like that.
As his words fell, the corners of the man's mouth tightened imperceptibly, and then he sighed deeply as if remembering something, as if he didn't want to bring up this topic again, but turned around first and said: "No matter what you do, I will not would give up."
Wang Weizhi just cast him a glance, and walked towards the gate of the palace together, "Actually, whether you give up or not has nothing to do with me. The entanglement between you and me should have ended in the last life."
"........."
The two of them left the palace all the way, and there was a carriage parked outside the palace gate early on, and the red sandalwood wooden carriage made it obvious at a glance that it was written by Wen Xian.
The two of them got into the carriage one after the other without saying anything, and soon the carriage wobbled and drove away.
There was silence in the carriage, but Wen Xian couldn't help but speak first after a long time, "You don't want to know where we are going?"
Wang Weizhi looked at him strangely, "Even if you know where to go, is there any difference between not knowing? In short, you will go to that place."
"Aren't you curious?"
Wang Weizhi suddenly sneered coldly, "If you don't care, you won't be curious."
As soon as the words fell, the entire carriage fell into silence again. Wen Xian paused, looking at the other party with a trace of unconcealable pain. He always thought that Wang Weizhi hated him, but now he suddenly felt that the other party really didn't care. Now, the indifferent look of the other party can't help but make Wen Xian think that even if Wang Weizhi hates him, at least the other party can still have a little emotion for him.
When a person can't bring up any emotion for another person, it probably means that he really let go.
But does he want Wang Weizhi to let go?No, he didn't want to, he even hoped that the other party's cat eyes would keep staring at him, always looking at him, even if there was only hatred, that would be good.
About half an hour later, the carriage finally stopped. When Wang Weizhi got out of the carriage, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"What does this mean?", he asked, looking at the boat parked by the lake.
"I just want to visit the old place."
Wang Weizhi looked at Wen Xian without hesitation, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and then a sneer appeared on his lips, and after a slight snort, he followed the attendants onto the boat without saying a word.
The ship swayed all the way, and soon stopped by an isolated island.
When Wang Weizhi came out, he was actually in a trance for a moment, as if recalling that at the beginning of everything, this isolated island was the one where he and Wen Xian once stayed.
The isolated island at that time looked very desolate, and I could still vaguely remember the warmth of each other when they hugged and slept on the isolated island.
But the place in front of me has not been carefully taken care of. The stones that were once covered with dust are now spotless, and the desolate surroundings seem to be decorated with deliberately transplanted flowers and trees.
Not far away, where the two used to sleep together in an embrace, a simple courtyard is being built, which feels like a paradise.
It's a pity that beauty is beauty, but it loses its soul.
"Do you like it? I have specially reorganized it. This is the first place where we confess our sincerity to each other."
Wang Weishang stepped forward, folded a bouquet of flowers and put them in front of his nose and smelled them. It was very fragrant. He turned his head to look at Wen Xian, "It is indeed much prettier than when we first saw it, and it smells like a paradise."
Wen Xian rarely showed a smile, "If you like, we can stay for a few more days."
"That's not necessary." Wang Weizhi turned his head, and he brought the flower in his hand in front of his eyes, and then ruthlessly tore off the petals one by one in the eyes of everyone, "Do you think that if you do this, I will have a little bit of love?" Are you moved Wen Xian?"
The man's smile froze, and for a moment, the expression looked more like crying.
But Wang Weizhi continued: "Some things are lost when they are lost. No matter how much you try to get him back, he will never come back."
"Like this flower and this island, Wen Xian, look..." He pointed to the crushed flower that fell into the dust, "Do you think it can be restored to the delicate and beautiful state just now?" What does it look like?"
The young man smiled, but there was a sense of cruelty, "There is also this island, so what if you dress it up like this? The people who hugged each other and slept there are already dead, and you killed them with your own hands." Yes, even if you turn this place into a beautiful fairyland now, it will not be one-tenth of what it was before, and you will never go back to the past."
The man's face gradually paled following Wang Weizhi's words, as if an invisible big hand was strangling his throat, pulling the oxygen out of his lungs little by little, creating a suffocating pain.
In fact, why doesn’t he understand this? In his last life, he held Wang Weizhi’s bones and stayed here for a long time, just like a real bigu world, but that’s just his wishful thinking, and he can only guard the bones all day long. Remember every day.
"Why do you have such an ugly expression? If you don't know, you might think that I have done something unreasonable to you." Wang Weizhi threw away the flowerless branch.
He stepped forward and looked at Wen Xian with pity, "You are so deeply trapped that I feel that I betrayed you in the last life, Wen Xian, don't forget, you did all of this with your own hands. , you are the murderer who personally destroyed me and yourself."
"No...don't say any more..." Wen Xian's painful expression was almost ready to come out, Wang Weizhi stood up straight and snorted coldly.
"How long are you going to punish me? Just let me go..." He pressed his heart, almost unable to stand up in pain, Wang Weizhi's words kept echoing in his mind It was him, the murderer who destroyed them with his own hands. He thought of Wang Wei's unconditional trust in him when he first met Wang Wei, and thought of seeing the smiling young man every day when he turned over the walled courtyard of Wei's house.
But he almost didn't know the person in front of him, obviously they have exactly the same appearance, why are they so strange.
"Do you know what you look like now?" Wang Weizhi said indifferently: "I would think you love me so much?"
"Wen Xian, the one who punished you was never me..." He pointed his white finger at the man himself, "It's you, you know, instead of begging me to let you go, it's better to give your heart away in reincarnation Hand it over, as long as you don't have it, you can do whatever you want without desire, even if the gentle and seemingly beloved Wen Xian stood in front of me, I wouldn't be able to arouse any interest."
The finger that was pressing on the heart was firmly embedded in the flesh, Wen Xian's expression was unprecedentedly embarrassed, "What is going on, why are you willing to look at me!?"
Wang Weizhi smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled up with a trace of coldness, he said: "It's impossible, even if you die in front of me now, I won't make any waves."
"Do you know what I got when I reincarnated?" When he said this, Wang Weizhi's smile gradually disappeared, leaving only indifference. From the moment I opened my eyes, you, Wen Xian, are no match for me, even a random stranger."
As if he heard some unacceptable fact, the man staggered for a moment, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a "ho ho" exhale, as if he was pinched by someone and couldn't breathe, even The dimples on the cheeks were pulled out by muscles to form a deep depression, and the whole person looked like a dying beast.
"Then I'll give you my heart, okay, so you'll have your heart again, and you're using this heart to love me, okay?" The man said almost desperately, but there was pleading and longing mixed in those words. But it is true.
Wang Weizhi looked at Wen Xian's eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was confirming the truth of the man's words. After a long time, he smiled cruelly, "Okay, dig out your heart, maybe I will be touched for a second .”
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-09-0212:21:18~2020-09-0416:10:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of sugar glider;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
He didn't go into this place that was quite familiar to him, but just looked at the door. He still remembered the dust on the vermilion gate after the death of the last crown prince.
An old servant inside the gate was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom. There were not many fallen leaves, but his thoughts stretched.
"What are you looking at?", a gentle voice came from behind.
Wang Weizhi looked back, Wen Jue was standing behind him with a smile, and seemed to recognize who the person in front of him was, the gentle young man hesitated a little and said, "Are you a friend of the Third Emperor?"
Wang Weizhi blinked, God knows how he thought of this gentle smile in the last life to survive the long tormented years, but now this person is standing in front of him, and he seems a little at a loss.
As if seeing his stupefaction, Wen Jue raised his hand and shook it, and Wang Weizhi saluted as if he had realized it, "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"I made an appointment with His Highness the Third Prince to go out together today. I was waiting for him outside the Hall of Ascension Dragon, but it was too boring, so I wandered casually and disturbed His Highness the Crown Prince unintentionally."
Wen Jue smiled, "But now it's time to go down, do you want to go find him?"
Hearing this, Wang Weizhi noticed that Wen Jue was indeed wearing a court dress, and that the other party was still as gentle as he remembered, so he couldn't help but think of the warm memories of this young man in his previous life, and he couldn't help but also smiled, "I'm about to go there Find him."
He just wanted to come and see him, as long as he was safe, Wen Jue nodded. In fact, there is no such deep entanglement between them in this life, and it is only a few encounters. Just strangers.
Wen Jue nodded politely, walked around him, and seemed to want to go into the hall, Wang Weizhi followed, looked at the back of the other party and suddenly said, "Your Highness..."
As expected, Wen Jue stopped and turned to look at him suspiciously. Wang Weizhi paused for a moment before continuing: "You are very much like a friend I have never seen before. Can I come to you when I have a chance?"
The other party was obviously a little stunned by his words, but the stupefaction lasted only for a second, and was soon replaced by a gentle smile. He didn't know who the friend in front of him who looked like him was, but the person in front of him gave him the feeling that Very familiar, so he nodded with a smile.
When Wang Weizhi returned from the Prince's Hall to the Rising Dragon Hall, Wen Xian was already waiting for him there, and all the civil and military officials had already left, so it seemed deserted at the moment.
"Have you gone to meet Wen Jue?" Not in a questioning tone, the man's pretty brows were frowning tightly, as if he could kill a fly.
"I thought you knew my purpose of following you into the palace." Wang Weizhi just said indifferently while covering up like that.
As his words fell, the corners of the man's mouth tightened imperceptibly, and then he sighed deeply as if remembering something, as if he didn't want to bring up this topic again, but turned around first and said: "No matter what you do, I will not would give up."
Wang Weizhi just cast him a glance, and walked towards the gate of the palace together, "Actually, whether you give up or not has nothing to do with me. The entanglement between you and me should have ended in the last life."
"........."
The two of them left the palace all the way, and there was a carriage parked outside the palace gate early on, and the red sandalwood wooden carriage made it obvious at a glance that it was written by Wen Xian.
The two of them got into the carriage one after the other without saying anything, and soon the carriage wobbled and drove away.
There was silence in the carriage, but Wen Xian couldn't help but speak first after a long time, "You don't want to know where we are going?"
Wang Weizhi looked at him strangely, "Even if you know where to go, is there any difference between not knowing? In short, you will go to that place."
"Aren't you curious?"
Wang Weizhi suddenly sneered coldly, "If you don't care, you won't be curious."
As soon as the words fell, the entire carriage fell into silence again. Wen Xian paused, looking at the other party with a trace of unconcealable pain. He always thought that Wang Weizhi hated him, but now he suddenly felt that the other party really didn't care. Now, the indifferent look of the other party can't help but make Wen Xian think that even if Wang Weizhi hates him, at least the other party can still have a little emotion for him.
When a person can't bring up any emotion for another person, it probably means that he really let go.
But does he want Wang Weizhi to let go?No, he didn't want to, he even hoped that the other party's cat eyes would keep staring at him, always looking at him, even if there was only hatred, that would be good.
About half an hour later, the carriage finally stopped. When Wang Weizhi got out of the carriage, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"What does this mean?", he asked, looking at the boat parked by the lake.
"I just want to visit the old place."
Wang Weizhi looked at Wen Xian without hesitation, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and then a sneer appeared on his lips, and after a slight snort, he followed the attendants onto the boat without saying a word.
The ship swayed all the way, and soon stopped by an isolated island.
When Wang Weizhi came out, he was actually in a trance for a moment, as if recalling that at the beginning of everything, this isolated island was the one where he and Wen Xian once stayed.
The isolated island at that time looked very desolate, and I could still vaguely remember the warmth of each other when they hugged and slept on the isolated island.
But the place in front of me has not been carefully taken care of. The stones that were once covered with dust are now spotless, and the desolate surroundings seem to be decorated with deliberately transplanted flowers and trees.
Not far away, where the two used to sleep together in an embrace, a simple courtyard is being built, which feels like a paradise.
It's a pity that beauty is beauty, but it loses its soul.
"Do you like it? I have specially reorganized it. This is the first place where we confess our sincerity to each other."
Wang Weishang stepped forward, folded a bouquet of flowers and put them in front of his nose and smelled them. It was very fragrant. He turned his head to look at Wen Xian, "It is indeed much prettier than when we first saw it, and it smells like a paradise."
Wen Xian rarely showed a smile, "If you like, we can stay for a few more days."
"That's not necessary." Wang Weizhi turned his head, and he brought the flower in his hand in front of his eyes, and then ruthlessly tore off the petals one by one in the eyes of everyone, "Do you think that if you do this, I will have a little bit of love?" Are you moved Wen Xian?"
The man's smile froze, and for a moment, the expression looked more like crying.
But Wang Weizhi continued: "Some things are lost when they are lost. No matter how much you try to get him back, he will never come back."
"Like this flower and this island, Wen Xian, look..." He pointed to the crushed flower that fell into the dust, "Do you think it can be restored to the delicate and beautiful state just now?" What does it look like?"
The young man smiled, but there was a sense of cruelty, "There is also this island, so what if you dress it up like this? The people who hugged each other and slept there are already dead, and you killed them with your own hands." Yes, even if you turn this place into a beautiful fairyland now, it will not be one-tenth of what it was before, and you will never go back to the past."
The man's face gradually paled following Wang Weizhi's words, as if an invisible big hand was strangling his throat, pulling the oxygen out of his lungs little by little, creating a suffocating pain.
In fact, why doesn’t he understand this? In his last life, he held Wang Weizhi’s bones and stayed here for a long time, just like a real bigu world, but that’s just his wishful thinking, and he can only guard the bones all day long. Remember every day.
"Why do you have such an ugly expression? If you don't know, you might think that I have done something unreasonable to you." Wang Weizhi threw away the flowerless branch.
He stepped forward and looked at Wen Xian with pity, "You are so deeply trapped that I feel that I betrayed you in the last life, Wen Xian, don't forget, you did all of this with your own hands. , you are the murderer who personally destroyed me and yourself."
"No...don't say any more..." Wen Xian's painful expression was almost ready to come out, Wang Weizhi stood up straight and snorted coldly.
"How long are you going to punish me? Just let me go..." He pressed his heart, almost unable to stand up in pain, Wang Weizhi's words kept echoing in his mind It was him, the murderer who destroyed them with his own hands. He thought of Wang Wei's unconditional trust in him when he first met Wang Wei, and thought of seeing the smiling young man every day when he turned over the walled courtyard of Wei's house.
But he almost didn't know the person in front of him, obviously they have exactly the same appearance, why are they so strange.
"Do you know what you look like now?" Wang Weizhi said indifferently: "I would think you love me so much?"
"Wen Xian, the one who punished you was never me..." He pointed his white finger at the man himself, "It's you, you know, instead of begging me to let you go, it's better to give your heart away in reincarnation Hand it over, as long as you don't have it, you can do whatever you want without desire, even if the gentle and seemingly beloved Wen Xian stood in front of me, I wouldn't be able to arouse any interest."
The finger that was pressing on the heart was firmly embedded in the flesh, Wen Xian's expression was unprecedentedly embarrassed, "What is going on, why are you willing to look at me!?"
Wang Weizhi smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled up with a trace of coldness, he said: "It's impossible, even if you die in front of me now, I won't make any waves."
"Do you know what I got when I reincarnated?" When he said this, Wang Weizhi's smile gradually disappeared, leaving only indifference. From the moment I opened my eyes, you, Wen Xian, are no match for me, even a random stranger."
As if he heard some unacceptable fact, the man staggered for a moment, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a "ho ho" exhale, as if he was pinched by someone and couldn't breathe, even The dimples on the cheeks were pulled out by muscles to form a deep depression, and the whole person looked like a dying beast.
"Then I'll give you my heart, okay, so you'll have your heart again, and you're using this heart to love me, okay?" The man said almost desperately, but there was pleading and longing mixed in those words. But it is true.
Wang Weizhi looked at Wen Xian's eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was confirming the truth of the man's words. After a long time, he smiled cruelly, "Okay, dig out your heart, maybe I will be touched for a second .”
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-09-0212:21:18~2020-09-0416:10:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of sugar glider;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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