Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

There is no light in the magic hall.The light is only a short distance from the door to the corner, and a few open fire talismans are randomly pasted on the wall, and it is regarded as light.

After turning in, I couldn't see the whole road. Although An Xichen walked this road for nearly a year, he felt familiar with the road in his heart, but now his mind was blank, his face was burning like fire, and he didn't feel anything at all. Pay attention to the path under your feet.

Not long after, he hit the wall with a bang.

An Xichen didn't cry out the pain or make a sound. He took two or three steps back, covered his forehead, and squatted down slowly.

It's not really painful.

An Xichen squatted on the ground for a long time, intending to calm down, but the sound of his heartbeat not only did not decrease, but became even more deafening.Coupled with the fact that he hit the wall so hard that his brain was buzzing, An Xichen felt inexplicably foggy all over his body, as if he had fallen into a gentle land that he didn't know where.

"You look better than them!"

These words were almost more poisonous than the incantation engraved in his flesh and blood, every syllable plucked at his heartstrings indiscriminately, making his heart feel like numbness.An Xichen had to grit his teeth in order to suppress the joy of rushing to the nine heavens.

He was very happy, but this happiness turned into an equal amount of sadness, which turned into a sharp knife, cutting him bloody.

Ordinary people's love for children is as elusive as the moonlight in the sky to such a murderous weapon as Lord Henxi.

Standing in the abyss, he couldn't even ask for a little light.But one day when he really held it in his hand, even this tiny light could hurt him.

An Xichen didn't own it, so he didn't know what to do with it.

He will just run away.Even if you know that the other party has good intentions, you know that he has no bad intentions at all.

An Xichen knew it all, but he didn't know what to do.

He was punished, abused, neglected and scolded, he subconsciously ran away, subconsciously kept silent, and subconsciously avoided, all of which became a habit.He is such a weird person, naturally he has no choice but to say love and eternity to anyone.

An Xichen didn't feel uncomfortable either, after all, Hate Xijun is such an unpleasant existence.

But today, it's just a puppet with a spell on it who actually fell in love with someone.Apart from the absurdity, he was not delighted.Fate was used to suffering, and An Xichen knew that nothing good would happen to him, which was a clear way of finding fault for himself.

Don't let yourself be beyond redemption.

Although An Xichen didn't know how to deal with this thought, he knew that he must not be tempted.

Because he won't live long, An Xichen knows it himself.He couldn't let Qiao Xishui die with him, so he didn't need to worry about how to face Qiao Xishui, he just had to keep this heartbeat in his heart, even if it was bloody and miserable, Have to press.

An Xichen couldn't say.

After a long time, he finally calmed down, let out a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, took out an open fire talisman from his sleeve and lit it.

An Xichen's face was pale in the light of the fire, and he just walked with his head depressed, his forehead was bumped into a bloody mess.He held the talisman in one hand and covered his forehead with the other. If you look closely, you can find that his lips are pale and he looks haggard.

In front of An Xichen, there was a large amount of blood on the wall that knocked him dizzy just now, as if a living person had exploded here, and the flesh and blood scattered all over the wall.

An Xichen didn't panic, his face was calm, which should be commonplace.Dust off the ashes on his body, turned to the left, and walked away without seeing anything.

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"The flowers at home bloom in March, and the young man is ignorant. I said brother, come with me, and my little sister will pick a flower for you—"

The voice was as hoarse as ever.

Feng Manlou stood on the edge of the cliff, let the strong wind blow his hair like a bird's nest, he didn't move like a mountain, but sang loudly in the strong wind, so happy.

Qiao Xishui saw that he was a little far away from him, and the wind was strong, so relying on him not being able to hear him, he muttered secretly: "Madman."

Yu Sui was silent, turned his head to look at Feng Manlou, his expression was a bit complicated, he pondered for a moment, and said: "It's a little bit."

"I really want to ask him, if he sings in that place, won't the wind blow into his cheeks?"

Yu Sui: "..."

Qiao Xishui was a chatterbox, and Yu Sui was still speechless, so he had already asked the next question, "Who taught him this song?"

After Yu Sui heard this, for some reason, his complexion became even worse.

Qiao Xishui was asking him at first, and turned his head to look at him. Seeing that his expression was not right, he froze for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yu Sui wiped his face, took a deep breath, took out a book from his pocket, handed it to Qiao Xishui, and said calmly, "Your."

Qiao Xishui was stunned for a moment again, thinking that everything is mine.

After he glanced at the book, his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Nirvana" - written by Mu Qianqiu.

Qiao Xishui felt like an ice sculpture in the wind, cold and stiff, her scalp was numb with shock and her mouth was slightly opened, the wind blowing into her mouth.

Yu Sui had expected his reaction a long time ago, and after waiting for a while, he shook the book in his hand to signal him to regain his senses.

Qiao Xishui was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed the book, stuffed it into his arms indiscriminately, and stammered, "Thank you...thank you."

"You're welcome." Yu Sui said leisurely, "Actually, I should thank you."

How could Qiao Xishui listen to it? If Yu Sui was guilty, would Yu Sui tell Feng Manlou about this book, and then thought of Feng Manlou, a lunatic who is perverted and bloody. Xichen.After imagining the scenes of An Xichen's suffering one after another, his forehead was already sweating.

Qiao Xishui was really easy to understand, so Yu Sui rolled his eyes at him and said, "I didn't tell him."

One word awakened the dreamer, Qiao Xishui was startled, and immediately came back to his senses, turned his head in surprise and joy, and asked, "Really!?"

"I'll lie to you and I'll cut off my head for you."

Qiao Xishui was just about to thank his family with great joy, but after thinking about it again, he realized something was wrong.So he frowned, took two steps away from him, and said vigilantly: "Impossible, you are related to Feng Xiaojun's family, and you don't tell him? I would rather believe that you are willing to cut off your head and give it to me!"

The word "family" made Yu Sui silent for a long time, and he was speechless for a while before saying, "How do you know it's a family?"

"Don't you like him?"

Yu Sui: "...you don't have to say anything if you like it?"

Qiao Xishui was also silent for a moment, feeling quite reasonable, scratched his face, and said embarrassingly, "That's right."

Although Qiao Xishui seemed to have relaxed a lot, his hostility remained undiminished, and he stared at him dubiously.

Yu Sui didn't expect him to believe in himself wholeheartedly.If he was that stupid, he would have died long ago.

So he sighed, squatted down slowly, and said: "Okay, let's talk about something serious. I can't tell you much. My own affairs are my own affairs. It is impossible to tell you everything. Just like you I know a lot about hating Mr. Xi, but you can't tell me the same."

Qiao Xishui rolled her eyes towards the sky, thinking nonsense, I don't care about you.

Yu Sui looked up at him, then at the corner of the book exposed on his chest, and said, "Don't let Feng Xiaojun see that book."

"...Aren't you talking nonsense, you think I'm a fool?"

Yu Sui sneered and said, "Aren't you?"

Qiao Xishui: "...?"

"Forget it, I won't bother you." He looked away, looked at the little lunatic by the cliff, squinted his eyes, and said, "Then, it's one thing I beg you for."

"Don't let him look for me."

Qiao Xishui was taken aback when he heard this.

In the original book, Feng Manlou can be said to be omnipotent, murderous without blinking an eye, perverted and bloody, his smile seems to grow on his face.Although Yu Sui was indeed killed by him, he just shook off the blood on his hand, as usual, walked over the corpse with a smile, and even stepped back on it.

With such a pervert, Yu Sui actually said don't let him look for him?

Qiao Xishui couldn't help but said, "I think you're thinking too much."

Yu Sui chuckled, and said: "When he thinks about it all, you will know why I said this. Don't talk so much nonsense, you just need to remember this."

He looked at the swaying figure standing against the wind on the edge of the cliff, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.sipped

mouth, and said: "After all, I taught that song."