Death Spell

Chapter 240 If

Year after year passed, Anya drove the black suv bought that year step by step, and drove a total of 328556 kilometers in nine years. In No. 40 city, the nine-year company with Anya ended.

The Tajik town of Taxkorgan is located in the east of the Pamirs and west of the Kunlun Mountains. Here is a clean world separated by thousands of peaks and valleys, and the original meaning is "Stone City".

Anya is no stranger to setting foot on this strategically positioned castle on the ancient "Silk Road", because she and Ruan Pingyu passed by here, and many interesting things happened.

Anya was standing beside Karakul Lake, surrounded by pastures and green grassland, where she could see Kirgiz youths shepherding sheep, including a rare girl.They shuttled among groups of cattle and sheep, leisurely.No matter how the city develops, there is always a pure land in this world, which is so indifferent to the world.Even Anya, who doesn't like taking pictures, still uses her mobile phone to capture the scenery in front of her. After all, time is merciless, and the scenery in front of her may no longer exist in a certain year or a certain day.

As the sun set, the shepherds who came back at dusk drove the cattle and sheep to the lake to drink water, and the heavy camel bells sounded from far to near. This kind of feeling reminded Anya involuntarily of that time.Riding a camel with Ruan Pingyu, heading towards Muztagh Peak, looking for snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, and the fairy tale of the lingering love.

I don't know how long it took for Anya to come out of the past, staring at the calm lake that was no longer surrounded by people, and suddenly realized a problem, the guidance shown by the hexagrams may be for revisiting.After getting the answer, she couldn't wait to make another divination on the spot. Seeing what the hexagram pointed to, she was stunned for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

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In the dark of night, Anya quickly set off in the direction of Xiaoyao Valley. She didn't want to stay for a moment, but she couldn't restrain the anticipation in her heart, and there was still a trace of fear hidden in her heart. She was worried that it would be another joy in vain.

On the way to Xiaoyao Valley, Anya ran into Yingzhao on Kunlun Mountain.

Apparently Yingzhao had seen her early on, fanned Bai Yu twice to step on the snow, stood against the wind and snow, facing Anya.

In An Ya's view, Yingzhao seemed to be waiting for her here. Thinking about the relationship at that time, she said calmly: "I know you blame me for losing the Yuchi Terrace and letting people take away the five elements of white jade, but I hope you can understand, I also have mine. ……have no choice."

Yingzhao blinked his dark eyes disapprovingly, turned around and flew away.

Such a reaction was the unexpected result of Anya, isn't it here to stop herself?Anya's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and she dodged to chase after her.

The wind and snow kept blowing over Anya's skin, covering her sight, but she still saw another figure at the place where Yingzhao stopped.

In the valley, most of the wind and snow were blocked, and that figure was even blocked by Yingzhao. The surrounding atmosphere became peaceful and a little stagnant.

"Good boy, why did you come here suddenly? Are you worried that I will get lost in the wind and snow?" The figure was digging out a rare Tianshan snow lotus from the cliff, and turned to face the tall and handsome hero, with a helpless expression on his face. Said: "Do you think I'm still the same as I was a few months ago?"

Anya froze when she heard the voice.

Tang and Song!

Yingzhao made a sound of "咴咴儿", flapped his wings, and walked towards the other side.Only then did Tang and Song realize that under the snowy sky in the distance, there was a slender figure standing quietly, because the distance was too far and the vision was blurred, but the only thing she knew was that the man was also looking at her seriously .

She was very curious why there were other people here, glanced at Yingzhao, could it be that it brought it?Lost people?Without thinking too much, Tang Song walked slowly towards that figure, walked into the world of cold wind and snow, blowing over his bare skin, it was as sharp as a knife's edge.

Looking at the oncoming figure, Anya just stood there and watched quietly, unable to say a word.

Until Tang Song came to the front, still holding the Tianshan snow lotus in his hand, a smile slowly appeared on his face, "Are you lost here?" Before Anya could respond, the smile on Tang Song's face disappeared quickly At the corner of her lips, she looked at her carefully, "...you are?"

Anya stared at her and said softly, "I... came to you."

"...Looking for me?" Tang Song's head suddenly buzzed, so she had to look away, and after a while, she looked back at the figure in front of her, looking at her clear eyes, even against the wind Xue couldn't hide the throbbing and confused feeling of helplessness. She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart and fell directly into Anya's arms. The Tianshan snow lotus in her hand fell to the ground.

"Tang Song! Tang Song!" Anya didn't expect Tang Song to faint suddenly, subconsciously hugged her in her arms, anxiously called her a few times to no avail, and decided to take her away first.

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In Xiaoyao Valley, it seems to be a pure land isolated from the world. There is no wind and snow here, only the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

After some examination, Tang Song was only in a coma, and his body was fine.Anya sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the face that was close at hand. Looking at the face, the corners of her tightly pursed mouth rose slightly, her eyes were uncontrollably hot, she resisted raising her head, and used her breath to calm down the excitement in her heart. Many things have not been clarified yet, fortunately she is still alive, really alive.

But Tang Song forgot her again.

Again, forget about her.

That being the case... All Anya can do is to bury this longing in her heart, and control herself well, otherwise she will be frightened.

As time ticked by, Anya admitted that even if she had made enough mental preparations, it was still difficult for Tang Song to forget herself again, and could she really start over like an ordinary person?

Or, silently waiting for her, never crossing the line again?

Sighs came from the quiet room. She didn't know when Tang Song would wake up, but she didn't want her to see herself now, so she decided that she needed to calm herself down before Tang Song woke up.Anya got up on the spot, took a deep breath, turned her head to the side with difficulty, and decided to go outside to let the wind go, and prepare some food by the way, it was getting late.

But the extremely oppressive air held in his heart, even if he let himself breathe, he couldn't let it out, but became more and more oppressive.Anya who came outside couldn't help being stunned for a moment, because she smelled a familiar scent of medicine, and this smell was no stranger to Anya. She strode towards that room, pushed open the door, and stared at the various rare and precious things inside. Anya's face turned pale, and she turned to look at the room where Tang and Song were, her gaze became deeper and more complicated.

—— "Do you think I'm still the same as I was a few months ago?"

months ago?

Anya can be sure of one thing at this time, Tang and Song have been living here all this time.

She remembers here!

After getting the answer, Anya frowned, and she was even more puzzled. She remembered this, why... did she just forget her?

All doubts were interrupted after hearing a muffled cough.

Anya, who heard the sound, returned to the room immediately, looked at the figure who had woken up, her body froze at the door, unable to say anything.

Tang Song covered his heart and coughed twice, looked back at the figure standing at the door, and smiled slightly, "Thank you for bringing me back."

Anya pursed her lips, glanced at the kettle on the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, and asked tentatively, "You just passed out suddenly, why did you do that?"

"It's an old problem." Tang Song took the cup and took a sip and put it aside. Seeing the woman in front of him with a worried look on his face, he shook his head to indicate that it was okay. It hurts, basically...just sleep, it’s the first time I’ve encountered a coma.”

Anya nodded her head, indicating that she knew.

"When I first woke up, I hardly remembered anything, I didn't remember who I was, and my mind was blank. But every day, every time I woke up, that blankness became more colorful. Gradually... I remember I remember who I am, and there are still some places, but when I follow the memory to appear in those places, everything around me has changed, this feeling is like losing again, it hurts too much." Tang Song folded his hands around his knees, dumbfounded I was stupefied for a while, raised my eyebrows and saw the unbearable eyes of the woman in front of me, and smiled slightly, "Those memories are like a jigsaw puzzle. Unfortunately, I am not the one who decides where to place the jigsaw puzzle. I remember a lot of things, but always Something didn't feel right because one of the most important pieces of the puzzle was missing."

Anya's eyes were slightly startled when she heard these words.

"Until I came here, I saw you again." Tang Song's eyes became blurred, and he reached out his hand to his heart, "It turns out that here, and you... are the most important puzzle pieces in my memory."

Anya took a deep breath, with uncontrollable fluctuations on her face, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, "Tang Song, you..."

Looking at her like this, those blurred scenes became clearer and clearer in Tang Song's mind. He slowly stood in front of Anya, looked at her quietly, tears welled up in his eyes, "Ya, I will never Forget you again, and never leave you again."

"Tang Song...Tang Song..." Anya pulled the woman into her arms and hugged her tightly. Apart from calling her name, Anya didn't know what else she could say.

Tang Song hugged her waist tightly, listening to Anya's voice calling her again and again, tears had already soaked her coat.

After ten years of separation, Anya melted all her thoughts and expectations into this hug.Feeling every heartbeat and every breath of the woman in her arms, she couldn't believe it was true. Her Tang Song was really alive, just in her arms, as if she had confirmed it countless times, Anya was sure of the truth in her arms People are real, and they are really not dreaming.

……

The surroundings were already pitch black, and the two people gradually eased from the released emotions, especially An Ya, thinking that Tang Song's body was still uncomfortable, she lifted her up and her eyes flickered back and forth, "You tell me the truth, you Is your body really fine?"

Tang Song stretched out his hands to hold Anya's face, and his complexion became a little heavy when he thought of his own body.She turned around and pulled Anya to sit side by side on the bench in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the night sky, leaning on her shoulder, and sighed softly, "It stands to reason that I should die without a doubt. My heart was damaged by you, and my blood Not a single drop was left, until I saw the letter, I didn't know... Linglong saved me."

"Yu Linglong?" Anya tilted her head, as if she had guessed something, "She..."

"She died, that letter was the last thing she wanted to say to me." When she saw that letter, even when she had no memory, she shed tears, let alone now, Tang Song took a deep breath , said wistfully: "She said that this world is not only not beautiful in her eyes, but also very disgusting. The reason why she lives is to help me get rid of the suffering of a thousand years, because I am the only beautiful existence in her world. She cannot accept my She left, and she didn't want to live alone, so she gave her life to me..."

In the past ten years, those little recovered memories made Tang Song aware of a problem.It turned out that Yu Linglong didn't really let herself forget everything, forget An Ya.She just set a deadline, at least for these ten years, she didn't allow herself to remember people other than her, especially Anya.

Because the Tang and Song Dynasties have often had the same dream in these years, two figures playing and chasing under the Tianchi Waterfall, these are the happiest times in Yu Linglong's memory, and thinking about it now, it is also Yu Linglong's last obsession.

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Feeling the calmness of the people around her, Anya stretched out her hand to hug her, and gently stroked her long hair, "It's all my fault, for letting you go through so much."

"Fool." Tang Song squinted at her, "Why is this between you and me... As you said, everything is fate."

Anya smiled helplessly when she heard this, "I have to believe it now."

"You really didn't tell the truth." Tang Song said, leaning against Anya's arms, "Ya, I'm a little tired."

"I'll take you back to your room to rest?"

"No." Tang Song raised his head, and lightly kissed Anya's cheek. Seeing her looking over with surprise, he smiled complacently, "My tiredness... only when I'm by your side can I be truly happy." I'm recovering, you just hug me like this, okay?" Saying that, she slipped into Anya's arms again.

"not hungry?"

"Do not."

"Is not It Cold?"

"Do not."

"Is this really a good way to rest?"

"Do not……"

"Ok?"

"In your arms, it's not just good for me to rest..."

"You!"

There is no wind or snow in Xiaoyao Valley, and the light and elegant moonlight is soft, separated by a layer of floating clouds as thin as cotton gauze, making the whole night hazy and ambiguous.

The two of them cuddled like this, until the stars faded, Anya called softly, "Are you asleep?"

I thought the figure in my arms was asleep, but I didn't expect to hear Tang Song's whispering voice in the next second, "...well, it's almost here."

Anya who heard the sound just smiled and hugged the figure in her arms tighter and tighter.

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some years later.

In a well-known senior nursing home in S City, the nurse opened the curtains, pushed the wheelchair to the balcony with a smile on her face, and took out a blanket to cover her, "Grandma Fang, I'll cut you something suitable for you to eat." Go to the fruit. It’s rare that the sun is so good today, the doctor said you should bask in the sun more, wait for me here for a while, I’ll be right back.”

Fang Min, who was covered with silver hair, sat quietly in a wheelchair, nodded to the nurse, habitually rubbed the red line on her right hand with her thumb, and squinted at the blue sky. Belongs to her unique heroism.

Fang Min never married.

She puts all her time into her work and solves countless big cases. When people ask her why she doesn't get married, her answer is always, "She's waiting for someone."

It's just that no one thought that this kind of waiting is a lifetime.

The nurse folded the quilt on the bed and turned on the TV. She knew that Grandma Fang liked to listen to news programs, even though her ears were getting harder and harder to hear. She put down the remote control and looked back at the still heroic figure, smiled and turned to leave .

The room was full of voices from the TV. The closed door was opened, and someone walked towards the balcony step by step. With each step, the corners of the woman's mouth tightened until she could see her profile clearly. A tear fell without warning.

"Put the fruit over there... I don't want to eat it yet..." Fang Min coughed twice, then turned to look back at the figure standing beside him, his old eyes narrowed slightly, his brows trembling slightly, "You ..."

Xuan Luo leaned over and held her right hand, suppressing his emotions, and uttered a few words with difficulty, "Well, I'm back."

"You... are back?" Fang Min looked at the woman who hadn't changed at all, and tears welled up in his eyes, "...I...I...I've waited?"

Xuan Luo suppressed her expression and nodded vigorously, holding Fang Min's hand and sticking it to her cheek, the wrinkled skin was like a sharp knife piercing into her heart, forcing her tears to flow uncontrollably, "I'm sorry, I asked you to wait I've waited for so long. I Xuan Luo will answer you, and I will cover every future life of yours, and I will wait for you in the future."

Fang Min's lips trembled, tears fell, but he couldn't say a word.

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<Extinction of the Immortal Spirit, Chapter Eleven of the Tang Dynasty>

A few months later, the surface of Chang'an City looks the same as before, but there are earth-shaking changes for the Ruan family.Said to be on trial, Ruan Yun was sent directly to prison as soon as he entered Chang'an City, and his wife and children were also implicated and imprisoned together.Regarding the series of procedures such as investigation, textual research, interrogation, judgment, and reporting and approval of Lijia Village in Lincheng, Ruan Yun was found guilty almost without knowing what crime he committed.

Zhuo Yao was in a hurry when she heard the news, she wanted to discuss countermeasures with Anya, even if she participated in the prison robbery, she was obliged to do so.But helplessly, she went to the place where Anya lived over and over again, but she didn't even see a single person here.

Thinking of Ruan Pingyu's confession when she left, Zhuo Yao wished she could live here every day to guard Anya.But after thinking about it, this is not a solution. She is more worried about the current situation of Ruan Pingyu's family. Uncle Ruan has been sent to heaven, and Ruan's house has been sealed off. She spent a lot of money and found countless connections, so she wanted to go in Ruan Pingyu, who knew that because she was a special prisoner, she couldn't see her at all. When she thought of this, Zhuo Yao kicked the bamboo door fiercely. After hearing the crisp bell on the door, she turned and left.

In the courtyard, with the breeze blowing, Sang Xie looked at the back of Zhuo Yao leaving, turned around and came to the bamboo pavilion, took out the purple sand tea set, passed the water next to the waterwheel, and scooped out an appropriate amount of tea leaves with a wooden spoon. At the bottom of the teacup, put the water boiled half an hour ago on the charcoal basin to heat again, and then slowly pour it into the purple clay pot until it is [-]% full.Shaking slightly to get rid of the tea foam, brewing again, after waiting for a while, pouring it into the teacup.

An Ya sat opposite quietly, picked up the teacup and smelled the tea slowly, took a sip lightly, drank in the cup, and when Sang Xie refilled it, she did the same action again, the two of them were speechless for a while.

Cup after cup of high-quality tea leaves, it seems that there is no such thing as Chang'an City, and Zhuo Yao has never appeared.

Sang Xie stared at her for a while, then put down her teacup, "Ya, are you really calm?"

"Didn't you hold back for a long time before asking me this question?" A wry smile appeared on Anya's face, and she said helplessly, "I've calculated before that this is the fate of the Ruan family, so what can I do?"

"But she is..."

"Because of this, I have to obey the fate." Anya put down the teacup, stretched her fingers to hold the white jade gourd in her hand, "You should know what the consequences of changing your fate at will."

"Then you just have the heart to watch this happen to her?" Sang Xie raised her eyebrows, picked up the teapot and filled the cup, "If you're just an ordinary person, you don't know how to tell fortunes or tell fortunes , I don’t know the so-called reincarnation of heavenly principles, will you still be like this now?”

"Those who don't know are innocent." Anya looked at the white mist rising from the teacup, her gaze wandered, and she said in a rambling voice, "Sang Xie, why don't I want to save the Ruan family by myself, but I can't... Zombies don't It belongs to the six realms, so it cannot interfere with the cycle of fortunetelling in the six realms, since I have calculated the result, I should accept it.”

"You are counting the Ruan family, not Ruan Pingyu." Sang Xie said bluntly, "You have counted this calamity. Is Ruan Pingyu a death calamity or a great calamity?"

"You know I... can't figure it out."

"Ya, are you afraid?" Sang Xie expressed the fear buried in Anya's heart in one word, and she had a deep understanding of this feeling, just like now, she still dare not face Zhuo Yao.

Because she is also afraid.

He was afraid that if he got too close to Zhuo Yao, he would end up hurting her with his own hands.

Just like Banner back then.

Anya was slightly taken aback, raised her eyebrows to see Sang Xie staring at her upright, and looked away, without saying a word.

"Maybe this is God's real punishment for you and me." Sang Xie smiled disapprovingly, "It's so miserable to live, it's better to die."

"...Sang Xie." Anya, who was silent for a long time, looked into her eyes calmly, "I'm afraid that if I saved her, I would end up harming her instead. Maybe she's just going to be imprisoned. But if I save her... ...Maybe...they are facing death without a place to die."

"Well, if that's the case... then what I'm going to do next has nothing to do with you."

Anya looked at Sang Xie who had already got up, and already vaguely guessed what she was going to say next.

"... I know Zhuo Yao's heart, and I'm worried that she will do something stupid. I'm not as thoughtful as you are. As you said, those who don't know are innocent." Sang Xie stood upright on the spot Looking back at Anya with a calm expression, "I admit that I am afraid of seeing her, but I don't want to see her suffer any harm, so I can't just sit idly by."

"Sang Xie..."

Sang Xie noticed that Anya's right hand had been tucked into her sleeve, and walked over to grab it, only to find that Anya's right hand was already red from clenching, and her brows were frowned in distress, "You, you are obviously more worried about her than anyone else, Why do you have to hold back!"

"Because I owe her a life, and I'm afraid that she will make her life worse than death because of my recklessness." Anya's dark pupils are like black gemstones, firmly fixed on Sang Xie's face, "It's because of her , I don't want to see her suffer any harm, but what I'm afraid of is that in the end, the person who hurt her the most, the person who hurt her the most is none other than me!"

"……elegant?"

"The relationship between the host and us is very delicate. Once we meet, it will be a destructive existence." A smile mixed with contradictions, forbearance, relief, sadness, and melancholy floated on Anya's lips, "As you said, this matter I can't do nothing about it, so I avoid Zhuoyao. I need some time to plan, I can't force it... Sang Xie, you understand this."

Sang Xie stood where she was, and nodded slightly towards Anya.

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Half a month later, everyone imprisoned in Tian prison, before stepping through this door, who is famous, dignified and honorable, may be wronged, or may complain that the heavens do not favor, but if the sage wants you to die, how dare you live longer?

Ruan Yun, who was in the dungeon, didn't feel scared, after all, he had experienced the most terrifying place in Lijia Village.

Helplessly, he was concerned about his family and wondered if they were well.

The iron chains of the gate in the distance rang, and one could tell that someone was unlocking the lock. The two guards of the sky prison heard the sound, and they knew in their hearts that the people who came here were either newcomers who were mentioned here, or those who came to pick up prisoners. My lord, I hurriedly stood in the shadow beside me.

The door opened, and two familiar faces entered first. The two directors of the dungeon thought they were here to pick up someone, but they quickly stood on both sides and bowed down.

The two people watching the cell shivered when they saw the person coming in, and quickly pressed them against the wall, because the person who came in after that was really amazing, and it was Mr. Ji, the imperial historian.

This majestic Mr. Ji was not wearing official uniform today, he was wearing a navy blue robe, stroking his beard and smiling all over his face, and said to the people behind him: "Miss An, please come inside."

For Miss An, the people in charge of the cell were a little surprised. Why did Master Ji, who is always strict, be so considerate to Miss An?And this girl is even more calm, she just smiled at Master Ji, and still walked at a leisurely pace.

In Anya, I walked through the grouted cells, which were not only solid, but also extremely cold.

Walking to the corner, Master Ji reminded, "Miss An, Ruan Yun's cell is just ahead."

Anya nodded, walked through four or five cells, and came to the innermost cell.The entire prison cell was built with a standard seven-foot square, which meant repentance and rebirth, but it was extremely dark and dim.

A ray of precious sunlight shines through the slanted iron window on the top, and there are countless dust floating in the light. I didn't expect that the royal doctor of the court would be in such a situation.

"Miss An, because Ruan Yun is a wanted criminal, I can't let you in to visit. I'll wait for you outside." After Master Ji finished speaking, he led everyone back out.

Ruan Yun, who was in the prison cell, looked at Anya with heavy eyes, and frowned her old brows, "You...Miss An, why did you come here? Why is Master Ji..."

"It's a long story. Master Ji owed me a favor a few years ago, so I asked him to bring me here to meet you." As she spoke, An Ya took out a pen and paper from her body and handed it to Ruan Yun, "Write what you want to write Write it all down, this is the only thing I can do." But Ruan Yun's fate is doomed, this is a fact that Anya cannot change, in other words, this is fate.

"Yu'er?"

"I haven't visited her yet, but you have been convicted. I'm afraid she will have a hard time." Anya lowered her eyebrows, "I'm here... for her."

Ruan Yun's already aged eyes shone brightly, as if he saw hope, he took a few steps forward, took the pen and ink with trembling hands, wrote a full letter and handed it to Anya, "Thank you Miss An, I have no regrets for this old man."

"Actually..." An Ya's eyes flashed with confusion, because he is Ruan Pingyu's father, and he is also the father Ruan Pingyu often talks about, "Actually, with my ability, I can save you guys." , but I can't... because fate is hard to break. But I hope you believe me, death is not the most terrible thing, life is worse than death is the most painful."

"I understand." Ruan Yun stroked his beard, even in such a place, he still has his unique demeanor of a doctor, "The destiny cannot be violated, the old man has seen countless births, old ages, illnesses and deaths in his life, how can he not understand this truth?" , since this is the old man's order, I will naturally accept it."

"As expected of Doctor Ruan." Anya put the letter away, "I will do my best to keep her safe."

"Good! Good!" Ruan Yun nodded, her old eyes narrowed slightly, "It's my family's luck for Yu'er, and Miss Lao'an helps me take good care of her."

"……I will."

half year later.

No one in Chang'an City mentioned anything about the Ruan family anymore, and the medical clinic that had just opened had already changed its storefront.Fate seemed to have played a huge joke with Ruan Pingyu. She didn't expect that because of this incident, not only the identity of the imperial doctor of the Ruan family was taken away, but also the lives of her parents and younger brother were taken away. indecent.Even though it has been several months, Ruan Pingyu still has lingering fears in her heart every time she thinks about it.

If Anya hadn't appeared in time, it would be hard for Ruan Pingyu to imagine her fate, what would happen?

Afterwards, Ruan Pingyu wanted to ask Anya many things, but she didn't say anything except a letter written by her father.

And in the past six months, except for An Ya's avoidance of answering questions about the Ruan family, she cared for herself in every possible way. This kind of An Ya gave Ruan Pingyu an emotional factor of unknown origin.

What it is, she herself doesn't know.

Ruan Pingyu sighed softly while staring at the stars in the night sky.

"Why don't you put on a coat while standing at the window?" Anya came from behind, holding a cloak in her hand and putting it on Ruan Pingyu, "You have been ill for the past few months, do you know that someone will worry? "

Ruan Pingyu raised her hand to support the cloak, turned around and asked, "You?"

Anya was stunned for a moment, "Huh?" and then said, "Your sister Feng Ling will be worried. Now that you two are dependent on each other, it's normal for her to worry about you."

"What about you?" Ruan Pingyu stared straight at Anya, "Are you worried about me?"

Anya looked back at her with intricate eyes and nodded, "Yes."

"Then why are there some things you don't want to tell me?"

"Because of worry, it's best not to know about some things." Anya saw the sparkle in Ruan Pingyu's eyes, her expression remained calm, "Maybe this is fate."

"Fate?" Ruan Pingyu turned to look at the oil lamp on the table, shook her head and sighed, "How many bloodlines of the royal family have been saved by the imperial physicians of the Ruan family? To be reduced to this... fate? It's a ridiculous word, isn't it?"

"But you're still alive."

"Alive...yes, I'm still alive." Ruan Pingyu's eyes hurt, she pursed her lips tightly, and raised her hand to her heart, "But there is always a stone pressing down here, and I can't breathe under it. Living like this without knowing why...it's really hard."

"Why don't you understand? You are alive, and one day you will find the meaning of your life." Anya raised her head, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked into her turbulent eyes, and said softly: "I will accompany you You, take care of you until you find meaning in life."

"and then?"

Anya was slightly taken aback, "Then?"

"Stay with me, take care of me, until I find the meaning of life, then what?" Ruan Pingyu raised her hand to hold Anya's hand, looked at the woman in front of her, her beautiful brows frowned again, and her heart surged An indescribable feeling, "Is it because I can't find it in my life, so you will stay with me all my life?"

"...Pingyu?"

Ruan Pingyu let go of her hand, took two steps back with her shoulders on her shoulders, kept a distance from Anya, glanced at the night outside the window, her lips curled up slightly, "It's getting late, I want to rest."

Anya was standing as straight as a wooden stake at this time, and when she came to her senses, she saw that Ruan Pingyu was already sitting on the edge of the bed ready to rest, and she turned and left without saying a word.When she stood in front of the closed door, with her head slightly raised, she gazed through the pear tree with only branches, staring at the dark sky, for a long, long time, she did not get out of that question.

lifetime……

Three words of extravagance.