I am neither beautiful nor crazy

"How are you? Are you feeling better? Why did you stand up and leave without help? You..." Jiang Yu immediately spit out a series of questions like a cannonball, and only halfway through the conversation did he feel that he was a little too excited. He felt that the other party's warm lips blocked the second half of his words.

Because of the other party's injury, Jiang Yu has not been close to him for too long, even though he sleeps next to each other every night, he still dare not move, and is very cautious.

But now even if the opponent took the initiative, Jiang Yu still restrained most of it and pulled himself back in time.

"What's in your hand?" Xiao Xiangling asked, looking at the small red line protruding from Jiang Yu's palm.

"This is... the betrothal gift that this king brought to the general." Jiang Yu teased.

He pulled the red ribbon away, and the middle part lay quietly in his palm, making the skin even whiter; the two ends hung down, shaking slightly with the tassel at the tip.

The red color is not the bright red commonly used by women, but a thick blood red, which weighs a bit on the hand, like the wedding dress worn by men when they get married.

"Why? Do you dislike the fact that the dowry is too little?" Jiang Yu raised his eyes with a smile, and boundless charm was unintentionally revealed from his eyes.

He scanned the opponent's body several times, and finally tied the ribbon around the opponent's left wrist. The position of the wrapping intentionally avoided the wound left before.

"Is there something inside?" Xiao Xiangling noticed something was wrong and asked softly.

"Hush...don't ask." Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and said, "So now...how do you feel?"

"Better."

Jiang Yu raised his eyes, and it seemed that there was water in it because of being too excited, but it seemed that he was afraid of disappointment and tried his best to restrain the impulse in it.

"Really?"

"Really." Xiao Xiangling said in a low voice, "You can call the imperial doctor to come and see."

Half a month ago, the imperial doctor said that Xiao Xiangling's condition was only fifteen days old.So when he was handed over that day, he was terrified from head to toe.

He took a deep breath, put his trembling hand on Xiao Xiangling's wrist, and was about to speak tremblingly, but an expression of extreme surprise flashed in his eyes.His eyes wandered between Jiang Yu and Xiao Xiangling for a long time, and finally he opened his mouth tentatively.

"General Xiao's pulse condition seems to be very different from before..."

"What is the difference?"

"This..." The imperial doctor pondered for a long time, and said cautiously, "Forgive me for my short-sightedness, but I haven't seen a similar phenomenon before. A few days ago, General Xiao's pulse was vain and slow, and it didn't even seem to be conveyed by human meridians. The pulse condition, but now... seems to be no different from ordinary people."

Until the imperial doctor retreated, Jiang Yu didn't realize what the other party meant.

"What are you doing standing there?" Xiao Xiangling looked at Jiang Yu's blank expression and smiled, "Come here."

Jiang Yu walked towards each other slowly.

At that moment he had an almost eerie feeling, as if every step was so heavy and long.This is not an indoor road without obstacles, but a broken bridge on a cliff.

But every time he took a step, the surrounding scene seemed to be different.

The ice and snow melted into clear water, which reflected the dead trees growing obliquely on the shore; the desolate wasteland suddenly surged like a tide, overflowing with layers of vitality.

It seemed that it was the first time he knew Xiao Xiangling, the first time he walked towards him, and the first time he met that person's eyes.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

Xiao Xiangling looked at the red ribbon in his hand, and kept tapping his fingertips habitually.

After a long time, he said slowly, "I think the biggest difference from before is that I am more like a person now."

This sentence sounds absurd and illogical at first, but Jiang Yu vaguely understands what he is trying to express.

"You mean you..." Jiang Yu was almost too surprised to speak at that time.

Xiao Xiangling once felt that this world was vulgar and boring, until a handsome young man in white would take the initiative to talk to him, rescue him, and was willing to live with him.

He carefully hid this respect and admiration in his heart, and did not show the slightest bit, as if looking at it even more would defile the god-like person.

Until that person disappeared from his life without a sound and left without saying goodbye. Like a child who has been climbing a mountain, he suddenly came to the flat ground, but he couldn't find the way to the top of the mountain.

He saw Jiang Yu lying on the ground, the soil under his body was stained red with blood, and the rain washed away the surrounding mud, like a gushing and flowing blood red river.

The most painful thing is that when he arrived in despair, Jiang Yu hadn't completely lost its vitality.

His eyes were a little blank, as if he had to stare for a long time before he could slowly find the focus. He stared at Xiao Xiangling and gradually walked towards him, squatting down.

In fact, it was very difficult for Jiang Yu to even raise his head. He could only see the other party's shoes and clothes.

The rest of the senses were all occupied by the bone-piercing coldness and the severe pain in the chest.

"Jiangyu?"

He seemed to hear some indistinct voices, coming from the person he was so familiar with and so moved.

It's just that the sound of the rain was too intense, covering up the almost trembling tremors in the sound.

"Jiang Yu, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Xiangling squatted down, his hands seemed to want to block the wound on Jiang Yu's body, but barely stopped a few inches away from the skin.

"What's wrong with you, what are you doing?"

"I told you all about it... I want to go out and have a look alone..."

Jiang Yu opened and closed his lips slightly, in fact he wasn't even sure if he could actually make a sound.

"Is it because of what you've been saying before?" Xiao Xiangling asked, "You haven't been feeling well for a while, but you deliberately hid it from me...is it also because of this?"

"What on earth is related to me, and you don't want to tell me, and you won't even tell me when you leave."

Jiang Yu only felt that his brain was buzzing like gears vibrating, and he didn't even notice that the water dripping on his cheeks was mixed with a little heat.

"Do you not want to say it, or dare not say it. Do you want to protect me, or do you never trust me." Xiao Xiangling's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of regretful anger.

He said, "Jiang Yu, you Nof."

Jiang Yu heard this sentence very clearly and firmly remembered it in his heart.

Presumably he will always be more impressed by the harsh words of others.

"do you know……"

what do you know?

Jiang Yu doesn't know anything now, and doesn't want to know anything.

His sanity was already wandering on the borderline of bewilderment and complete emptiness, it seemed that he could fall from this critical point with just a slight push, just one word.

"I want to die for you."

It's a pity that the moment the second half of the sentence was uttered, Jiang Yu couldn't hear any sound at all.It seemed that the loss of hearing was a step ahead of sight. In his last impression, he only remembered the torrential rain.

No reassurance, no hugs, no forgiveness.

Coincidentally, a blood-red jade pendant fell from Jiang Yu's side, and it stopped firmly in place under the washing of the rain, as if he had been waiting for Xiao Xiangling to pick it up.

Xiao Xiangling carried the blood jade with him in a black sachet, expecting with a faint hope that he could see the man in white in the crowd again, who would not dislike him, and would even treat him with every gesture. people who take care of.

For countless years, he remained anonymous, wearing a mask to prevent recognition.Stepping through every inch of rugged mountain roads in the Central Plains and frontiers, I got acquainted with every drop of water that flows endlessly.

The initial time was still tolerable, but countless such aimless days passed, almost like looking for a needle in a haystack, and he even wanted to forget about this person.

He thought he didn't remember, but that white dress would still appear in every dream he remembered vividly, grinding his panic-stricken sanity, even like an endless torment in an eternal night that never sees the light of day.

Until the moment when I saw Jiangyu again, it seemed that the boat had reached the end of drag reduction, but was deviated from the established track by the accidental wind direction.

He used to be able to persevere for Jiangyu, using a long but meaningless life to practice a persistent pursuit.

And now he can change for the other party, like fireworks and candles flickering in the night sky, to continue an unforgettable promise.

He will no longer have countless hundred years to continue, like an ordinary person, only a short and ordinary few decades.

But during these days, he will have more vivid memories than all the past time.

Jiang Yu stood there for a while, then walked to Xiao Xiangling and sat down, picked up one end of the red ribbon with his fingertips, and with a slight tug, the weak knots were untied one after another, and finally only one end remained. Wrapped around the wrist.

Slowly, meticulously, and somewhat reverently, he wrapped the other end of the knot around his wrist.

Some folklore mentions that the red silk rope can be destined for three lives.

Jiang Yu used to just scoff at these superstitions, but now he is willing to believe them from the bottom of his heart.

The ribbon was entangled and drooping, as gentle and smooth as a lightly exhaled breath.

Interpret the beating of the pulse at one end as fine tremors and a slightly higher temperature, and spread it to the other end inch by inch.

But the tremors from the other end also came at the same time, and they collided in the center of the ribbon, making the small note in it stand out.

It was changed back and forth, and only one sentence was written.

——If there is an afterlife, I will pick you up.

The author has something to say: It's over, it's over!Fanwai will continue to drop!Thanks to all the little angels who support the genuine version!

The next book will probably be published around July, click to bookmark to have fairy love in advance!

In fact, this book is quite difficult for me, a science and engineering major, incomprehensible style, and a silly boat who secretly did math problems in history class in high school and was named. cloud.In addition, there are many places that need to be adjusted in writing skills, and I feel that my writing skills are so poor that I can't bear to go back to TAT.so!Thank you very much for not giving up on my dishes until now!I really think you are very powerful, you can endure what ordinary people can't endure, and you will be amazing talents in the future!

I will continue to work hard, the next book will definitely be better presented in all aspects, and strive to become a better wife~

See you later, Chumi~

Followed by "The Sword Companion Broken My Clothes" (may be renamed)

No one lived more useless than Cheng Que in his previous life.

A sword practicer suffers from cramp, half his life has reached Foundation Establishment, and he can't even grab a big plate of chicken for dinner.

The only wish is that Xu Yi can look at him more when he is practicing sword.

But until he was suppressed to death by hundreds of immortal sects for cultivating deceitful ways, the master he was thinking of didn't even look at him once.

The other party is beautiful and unparalleled, and his integrity is unparalleled; while he is full of stigma, and his heart is ashamed.

Unexpectedly, eight years later, he was reborn as a useless disciple of the sect next door.

And the world is full of smog, because of the mysterious past eight years ago, the bloodbath washed Xianshan.

The one who started it was actually Xu Yi, the number one swordsman in the world who always treats people with courtesy and doesn't like disputes.

Cheng Que had long been unaware of the disputes between the rivers and lakes, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to slip away and live in seclusion in the mountains.

But he didn't want Xu Yi to rush out of the melee like crazy, and blocked him on the mountain road with a sword, the tail of the sword was scarlet, and his eyes were bloody.

The fairy-like appearance of the past is gone.

"Cheng Que, don't you want me to see you?" Xu Yi's breath was disordered, he gritted his teeth and said, "If anyone dares to look at you more from now on, I'll gouge out his eyes."

He can be calm and unrestrained with his sword and flowers, but he is also willing to fall into the mud and sink with me.

Righteous way and deceitful cultivation are omnipotent · Pretending to be weak and selling misery is world-class · Obedient apprentice Cheng Que (Shou)

Cold and abstinent flower of the high mountain·Crazy criticizes the black-bellied peerless king of vinegar·Good master preface Yiyì master attack, don't stand against it.