If there is a comeback

"The mountain is high, and the moon rises small. The moon is small, He Jiaojiao..." Ximen's voice of blowing snow slowly sounded in the empty inner hall, but no one responded to him.

Since that night ten years ago, no matter how much he called, that person was always lying there, his brows vaguely visible. It was a lonely city overseas many years ago, and he had never been infected with love.

Ximen Chuuxue's hair was completely white, he was dressed in white and tied a hairband, sitting quietly beside Ye Gucheng, listening to the almost inaudible breathing, his eyes seemed sad and joyful. . .

"Ye, if you are tired of waiting, I will accompany you." For ten years, Ximen Chuuxue watched Ye Gucheng fall asleep for ten years, and he was still tired after all. . .

Ten years ago, after Ximen Chuixue unraveled the Paradox Gu, the only person he loved most in his life was Ye Gucheng. . .

Ten years later, the hopeless waiting finally drove this swordsman crazy. How could he forget the light smile in that man's eyes, how could he forget the connection with his swordsmanship, how could he forget Ye Gucheng. . .But, why, he just forgot his love, the most precious love in Ximen Chuuxue's life, which was for Ye Gucheng. . .

During the Zijin battle, Ye Gucheng fell asleep, and from then on, the only thing Ximen Chuuxue cared about in this world was Ye Gucheng's body.However, what Ximen Chuuxue was waiting for was that magnificent soul, not this wrecked body that left people with nothing but despair, no consciousness, no soul, no vitality. . .Even in deep sleep, Ximen Chuuxue can still wait, even in deep sleep, Ximen Chuuxue still has hope, he will change clothes and wipe his body every day for his leaf, he will serve and drink water for his leaf every day, he will use his inner strength to help him every day The leaf continued to heal the wounded. . .

But, ten years. . .In the hopeless and broken days, when Ximen Chuuxue's continuous internal force was injected into Ye Gucheng's body, he could no longer maintain that weak breath. . .Ximen Chuuxue could only let the person in his arms lose his breathing, heartbeat, and the last trace of existence. . .

"Ye, I just realized at this moment that what I want is your soul. You can blame me for making you wait ten years in vain. Ye, how can you be willing to let me guard this body and wait ten years in vain." Ximen Chuuxue kissed Looking at Ye Gucheng's eyes, "Ye, you leave before me, then wait for me on Huangquan Road, that's good."

In Ximen Chuuxue's life, half of his life has turned to the sword, and half of his life has entered the magic barrier called Ye Gucheng. . .Ye Gucheng had passed away, Ximen Chuuxue hugged him and went to the mausoleum that had been built long ago. The ice coffin exuded a chilling air, and even the tips of his hair were frozen stiff.Ximen Chuuxue didn't realize it, the ice coffin was made huge, Ximen Chuuxue put Ye Gucheng in the coffin, stepped into it himself, closed the ice coffin, lay down on his side, and wrapped Ye Gucheng in his arms. . .

A drop of tear condensed, and soon turned into an ice bead and rolled down, reflecting the ice coffin, and fell silent together. . .

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