Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

"I said so, do you understand?"

An Xichen continued, "It's not that I don't understand. It's just... I don't have the face to go back to Qingfengmen."

After a short pause, he lowered his eyes again and said, "There is nothing worthy of your liking."

Qiao Xishui was buried in his arms, soaked in the smell of blood on his body, and suddenly asked: "You want to pay for your sins... don't you?"

"……Yes."

"The way... is to die, isn't it?"

"..."

This question sounds uncomfortable, but it is indeed the truth.

An Xichen was a little tired for some reason, so he sighed imperceptibly: "Yes."

Qiao Xishui suddenly fell silent.

An Xichen lowered his eyes, waiting for his disappointment—not just disappointment, he was ready to catch all of Qiao Xishui's upcoming negative emotions.

But the huge wave of disappointment that was as turbulent as imagined did not come as expected.After Qiao Xishui asked these questions, she only sighed.

But there is no disappointment and despair in An Xichen's imagination, nor the unwillingness and resentment of being left behind, just pure helplessness.

Then, he straightened up with some effort, his body swaying straight.An Xichen stretched out his hand, afraid that he would lose his footing and fall to the ground in the next second.

But Qiao Xishui pushed him away.Glancing elsewhere, he said calmly, "I see."

There is no strong wind or heavy rain, it is like a piece of calm water without any waves, only the water droplet named helpless drips into it, making tiny undetectable ripples.

"You think you deserve to die, so it's useless for me to say anything." He turned his eyes back to An Xichen and said, "But why should Qu Qixiang decide this crime for you?"

"...It's not him." An Xichen defended stiffly, "I decided it myself."

Qiao Xishui laughed angrily at him.After coughing a few times and taking a few deep breaths to calm down, he said, "Have you thought about others."

After all, there are only a few other people.

Even if he was avenged after death, most people would only regret his untimely death.There are so many unfortunate things in this world, not many people would waste tears on him.

He has harmed Qingfengmen for so long, and Qingfengmen is even more numb to him.In fact, this world is very fair. Whatever you do, you will suffer the consequences.

It's just that God is not fair to him.

"An Xichen." Qiao Xishui said hoarsely, "You ask me if I think you are good even for a moment, do I think about living with you even for a moment."

"If you wanted to die at that time, why did you ask me that?"

An Xichen was speechless.He lowered his head, not daring to look at Qiao Xishui.

Qiao Xishui didn't continue, he suddenly laughed.

"Forget it." He suddenly said as if he was relieved, "It's okay, let's leave it at that."

An Xichen didn't look up.He closed his eyes, and the smile that warmed his heart in the past now pierced a bloody hole in his heart, and he was still throbbing with cramps.

If Qiao Xishui is angry, he can feel better.But he was indifferent and calm, not even a bit unwilling.He just swallowed all his emotions back, not letting him see any of them.

On the contrary, it hurts more.

An Xichen's hands hidden under the long sleeves were tightly clenched into fists and trembled slightly.

In the end, it was him who was unwilling.

"But if you can do it again... I mean, if you have the chance to do it again." Qiao Xishui stretched out her hand, made a pulling gesture, smiled as hard as she could, and said, "Promise me, Don't be a hater anymore."

An Xichen raised his head.

Qiao Xishui shook the hand that stretched out her little finger, with the smile that An Xichen was most familiar with.

But there was still blood foam at the corner of his mouth, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and his lips were pale.

It seemed strange again.

An Xichen was stunned, Qiao Xishui was indifferent for a few seconds, then smiled wryly, and said: "I have tried to help you for so long, you should comfort me, otherwise I will be treated like a donkey, how many sad."

"..."

His lips moved slightly, but before the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back.

An Xichen stretched out his hand, slowly and stiffly bent into a pull hook gesture, wrapping around Qiao Xishui's fingers.

His fingers were slender and pale, with no warmth and a sense of coolness.

Even at this time, he still couldn't help pouring cold water on him: "I have no next life."

"It's okay." Qiao Xishui closed his eyes and blindly used idioms, making up random words, "Let's just treat it as...so we can get together and leave, and it's not too late to get together, everyone will be happy, and the future will be long."

An Xichen pursed his lips: "Nonsense, what idioms are you using?"

"Whatever, I'm happy."

After Qiao Xishui finished speaking, he pulled him forcefully a few times and then let go—yes, he didn't know how to pull the pull hook, it was just a formality.

After finishing these, there were footsteps coming from far and near.

The plot that Qiao Xishui is familiar with is coming.

The footsteps were none other than Fang Ximing and Qu Qixiang.

An Xichen obviously knew it too, clicked his tongue, and said, "Let's go!"

A door had already appeared by the wall, Qiao Xishui glanced at the door when they came, didn't care much, followed An Xichen to open the door and left.

This time, the darkroom was much more spacious than the two when we came here.When they opened the door, they were facing a coffin. The coffin was located in the middle of the dark room, surrounded by bright flames as bright as day, but a piece was embedded in the east and west walls, and each enshrined a Buddha statue.

Three candles were burning in front of the Buddha statue. Qiao Xishui frowned when he saw these candles, and his expression was not very good.

These few are exactly the candles whose flames do not flicker in the memory of the original owner.

An Xichen walked past him into the dark room, sat down on the coffin without any shyness, and raised his legs.

Qiao Xishui: "...Brother, that's Lin Hongyi."

"Oh."

"..."

Forget it, just be happy.

Qiao Xishui sighed, closed the door and walked in.

He hadn't stood still for a while, when suddenly the wall to the north trembled, earth, rocks and rubble fell down, and a door appeared slowly.

The moment the door appeared, it was opened with a bang.

"Damn me!" the person who opened the door opened his mouth and cursed, "Then he is a madman! The song is terrible, and calling a crow is better than him! No shoes, just squint your eyes , is he blind!?"

Su Wulin.

After he came in, a large group of people rushed in behind him.Qiao Xishui glanced around, and found that none of the three members of Duansheng Sect were there. He didn't know where Liu Wusheng led his two precious apprentices.

Qiao Xishui glanced at An Xichen, but An Xichen didn't respond, didn't turn his head, and sat on the coffin shaking his legs.

After Su Wulin walked in, he wanted to scold again, but he saw An Xichen first, and the rest of the words were choked back with a snap.

He immediately drew out his sword, pointed at An Xichen's back and said, "How did you get here!?"

Qiao Xishui was about to say a few words when suddenly the door behind him was pushed open with a bang.

There was a siren in Qiao Xishui's heart.He took a deep breath, and after finishing his mental preparation, he slowly turned his head with a feeling of death.

Fang Ximing and Qu Qixiang came along the same path that he and An Xichen had walked. Qu Qi was older than Fang Ximing, so naturally he took the lead.

The moment Qu Qixiang pushed the door and entered, he bumped into Qiao Xishui who was standing by the door face to face.

He opened his eyes slightly in surprise, then closed them with a smile, and shook the folding fan in his hand.

"This is an acquaintance." He smiled and said, "Young Master Qiao, why are you here?"