Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Being bitten by his teeth, Chun Shui desperately tried not to make a sound, trembling because of too much force, a trace of blood snaked down from the bitten lip, thin, flowing quietly, but like a blade Flowed through Song Jing's heart.

He looked at Chun Shui's face unwilling to face reality with some anxiety, and understood what kind of insult it was.

A weak body, a pale young master, a sensitive and melancholy heart.

Such trauma is hard for Chun Shui to accept.Song Jing quickly took off her coat and put it on Chun Shui's body: "You..."

He opened his mouth, but found that he, who was not good at communicating with people, couldn't say anything substantive at all.

Do you want him to say "Are you okay?"

How the hell is it okay?

Or "Naked is naked, and nobody sees it but me. How about I show you one too."?

Then he is really an idiot.

Can't think of any words to comfort him, Song Jing knew that Chunshui at this moment must not want anyone to still be around him watching his distressed appearance, so he could only sigh softly, turned around and left Chunshui's side, went back to the room and sat down at the table.Carefully search for information about Xizuihua in his mind.

Only the black hair intertwined with the pale body in the courtyard remained, and the thin body under the clothes seemed to have no outline.

Lonely and sad.

not moving at all.

08 Slap Cold War

更新时间2010-3-2114:49:07字数：3011

Xizuihua is a homonym for Xizuihua.

As the name suggests, it is a flower that washes away sins.

In the shocking world, everyone has a so-called fate rule.A person is born with a bad life, no matter how hard he tries, he will continue to be unlucky and fail, and nothing will be achieved.If a person is born rich and powerful, even if he stays in the house and sleeps in every day, wealth, fame and fortune will fall from the sky.

In layman's terms, this is fate, destined by the illusory fate.It is destined at birth.

And for some behaviors, such as killing evil, seeking to usurp the throne, subverting the norms, and killing relatives, the fate will be severely punished.

The existence of Drunken Flowers is the best way to eliminate these sins.

Drunkenflowers do not bloom on the soil, but are planted in the human body.The people who are planted will be melancholy all their lives, irrigated with the most sad, regretful and intense tears from their hearts, and gradually change from a flower bone to five petals, from white to black, and then mature and fall off.

Those who take this flower will offset their own sins and will not be condemned by fate.

The furnace that is planted with this flower will lose all five senses, all emotions and six desires the moment the flower leaves the body.

Song Jing sat at the table, waiting for the memory of Xizuihua to slowly recover, the clearer she understood, the more she felt a chill in her heart.

If the five senses are all lost, the seven emotions and six desires are all faded, is that still a human being?

Or, just a stone without consciousness?

Unable to perceive the surroundings, no emotions, no suicidal emotions.

Song Jing held her palm fiercely, Tantai Chunshui, how could you voluntarily plant such a vicious thing.

Drunkenflower, if it is not voluntary by the planter, it will wither and wither on its own.This is the reason why Xizuihua is rare, no one will be so generous and tolerant to make wedding dresses for others and make themselves miserable.

He stood up and rushed outside the house, only to find that Tantai Chunshui stood up slowly, holding the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers, and wrapped his suit tightly around his body.Standing in the empty yard, helpless like a rootless awning in the wind.

"Tantai Chunshui." Song Jing took a few steps over and grabbed the man's thin arm, "Come with me."

Song Jing didn't know why she lost her temper so much, the fire in her heart beat uncontrollably, why didn't this guy know how to cherish himself?

He regards Chunshui as a friend.

When passing by on the medicine garden cliff, the sad boy stopped his steps with a suppressed grievance.

In the quiet and peaceful study room, place an abrupt table and put good quality ink on it.

Quietly put down the yellow and orange mangoes on the table.

Occasionally turn away angrily.But he couldn't be angry for long, still thinking about himself.

A short time, but enough to accept him as his friend.

Chun Shui was pulled back into the house by Song Jing like an unconscious puppet.

Randomly found a blue shirt and white lining in the closet and threw it to Chun Shui: "Put it on."

Only then did he take another coat himself, and slowly put it on with his back to Chunshui, then turned around, and found that Chunshui had already changed his clothes, standing there silently, with his head down, his brows were sad like a Chi Gulian locks the courtyard deeply, blooming in solitude and withering in solitude. No one can appreciate the beauty of the millennium during this period. The world only cares about one person, and one person is used to one person.

"Why do you want to plant daffodils?"

Chun Shui didn't raise his head, his eyelashes covered his eyes that were always foggy, and his low voice was as slow as ever: "What do you care about so much?"

"Why do you want to plant daffodils?"

Chun Shui raised his head, his sad eyes were dark and provocative: "Why do you care so much? I am willing to do this, what else can you do to me?"

Song Jing understands that Chunshui still cares about the previous things, it is impossible not to mind, but this has nothing to do with Xizuihua.

He tried to explain: "I have nothing to do with the evildoer, but he has been here all the time. I know what happened today is very hurtful, but now please face up to your current situation. Do you realize what Xizuihua will bring you? ?”

Chun Shui curved his lips and glanced sideways at Song Jing: "How can I not know what grows on me? You see, the petals are already blue and black, and they will be completely in full bloom in a few years. It's very easy." Not bad isn't it? I'm feeling debilitated in every sense right now, but I don't mind."

Yes, don't mind.There is nothing to be reluctant to part with, nothing to miss.What I want most is to completely exile myself into a silent darkness, and maybe I will pursue something by then.

Song Jing was completely pissed off. His temperament was like a volcano under the ice sheet. He was usually very cold, and under the harsh cold was always a resolute aggression.

He seldom erupted, and he never yelled so loudly in his memory——

"Tantai Chunshui, you regard me as a friend, and you immediately withered the flower. Isn't it just that you were humiliated by the evildoer? What's the matter? If you are a man, you will find the place back later. I will accompany you. At worst, I will risk my life." It's better to die than to live like a stone later."

Chun Shui didn't know what a "place" was, but his eyebrows twitched slightly. The words "friend" and "I'll accompany you" made him realize the feeling he had when he saw Xiao Qingli's smile four years ago. Feeling warm, I suddenly feel aggrieved, and said with a touch of sarcasm: "How can you accompany me? Your cultivation base is pitiful, why should you accompany me? What can you help me?"

Song Jing was stunned, she was indeed very weak, so weak that she could only be a burden to others.Not really helpful, but—

"I can become the strongest." He has such a belief, "I hope that in a few years, after I become stronger, you can join me with a healthy body and recover the humiliation I suffered today."

"Why should I believe you?" Chun Shui said lightly, he didn't know what he was thinking about anymore, there were many, many, self-cultivation since childhood, everyone looked up to him, the unknown loneliness and coldness, the naked woman The shame is helpless, my thoughts are messy and misty, I just feel wronged, very wronged, why didn't I say this to myself earlier?Why can't it become stronger a few years in advance?Why let yourself see hope in doomed hopelessness?

There is little hope.Chun Shui would not have expected anything from anyone, even if it was Song Jing or Xiao Qingli.

"I think so. Besides," he glanced expressionlessly at Song Jing, who had firm eyes, and pulled the corners of his lips, "I don't think I'm your friend."

However, he added in his heart: "But, you will always be my friend."

"Clap" sound.

Very crisp, with exceptional clarity in the cabin.

Chun Shui's head was slapped aside the moment he finished speaking.

"Yes, you are not my friend." Song Jing put down her aching hand without regret, ignoring her aching heart, and said word by word, "I, Song Jing, are not as cowardly and tender as you, and dare not face up to failure. I can only escape, and I can only give up my friends. I can't afford to make friends with such a person."

With burning pain on his cheek, Chun Shui curled his lips and smiled as if he was crying: "It would be good if I knew it earlier, why are you so busy? You, what right do you have to slap me?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped Song Jing with his backhand. He felt pain in his palm, and there was another crisp sound of "slap", which instantly slapped Song Jing's cheek, and a place in his heart was slightly shattered.

It turns out that the slap in the face hurts so much.

Song Jing straightened her neck, looked at Chun Shui's cheeks that were slowly turning red and swollen, and thought that she should be like this too.

"Now, we owe nothing to each other, cowardly young master." He pointed at the door, with an obvious sense of unwelcome. In this way, the only friend was lost, and it was so easy to lose. After all, this friendship did not At the beginning, maybe it was just my own wishful thinking.

Originally, it was not easy to find a friend in Nuo Dachen.Some people may not be able to find a friend all their lives.How could I be so lucky that I would hand over one just after arriving in another world.

Chun Shui bit her lower lip, turned around and walked out, with her back slightly hunched, where her back was facing Song Jing, the western drunken flower quietly emerged under her left eye, stretched strangely, and the color deepened slightly.

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