If there is a comeback

What would Ximen Chuuxue hate the most in his life?Undoubtedly himself.

If you say what is the thing he doesn't believe the most?Then it can only be destiny, he doesn't want to believe it, he can't believe it, and he doesn't dare to believe it.

After his body became numb along with the ice coffin, his consciousness also fell into darkness, and even his memory slowed down.

Those things he did not dare to forget faded away scene by scene, weak and pale. . .

His consciousness became even more depressed, leaving only the hidden instinct that drove him to look for something.

However, he fell into a deeper darkness. . .

The cramped consciousness is even more cramped, it seems that a little light seeps down, and the consciousness is involved in the vortex of light, and then reversed.

There are always unsolvable things happening in this world, just like time and space.

The night is gloomy, like ink is like water, Ye Gucheng stretched out his arms to hug the unconscious Ximen Chuuxue in front of him, and pulled him into his arms with all his strength, while holding the reins with the other hand, he galloped the horse, Ximen Chuuxue's red agate The black hair under the hair crown was blown by the head-on wind, and it hit Ye Gucheng's face one by one, but Ye Gucheng just didn't care at all, and only clamped his legs tightly to the horse's belly, The steed under the seat neighed and took off with all four hooves, as if riding the clouds and fog, galloping like the wind on the road. In the night, under the moonlight, only the crimson wedding dress could be seen flying endlessly, and the long hair was in the air. Flying in the wind. . .Ye Gucheng hugged Ximen Chuuxue tightly, and now he wants to send the person in his arms to the father of the other party, because he knows that he cannot face this person's indifferent eyes, and he is used to it in the long-term tenderness There was a gentle and affectionate look in the other person's eyes, and he could no longer bear the loss. He didn't know what kind of feeling he would feel when he saw the cold and ruthless look in this person's eyes. He couldn't face and accept the scene so close yet so far away. Maybe it was evasion and weakness, but at this moment, he just wanted never to see the solid ice in the other person's eyes with his own eyes. This road is so long that it will never end, making the night as deep as ink forever, and making the sun never rise. . .

Ye Gucheng hugged the man in his arms tightly, and the trees on both sides were quickly left behind. He let the horse ride the wind, the moon was dark and the stars were sparse, and he said in a low voice: "...Ximen, the scenery of the Central Plains is picturesque, with Cangshan and Hengling, The ancient trees are knotted, the mountains are stacked, the blue sea and the sky, even if we spend our whole life, we can't walk around and see them all. I once thought that when Xuan'er and Chen'er grow up, we can put down everything and share our arms together. You Tianxia, ​​although I dare not say that I am a couple of gods and immortals, I am still at ease... But now, I regret it."

Ye Guchenghuan's arm around Ximen Chuixue's waist slowly tightened bit by bit, and pressed his chin tightly on the shoulder of the man he loved: "... Ximen, I regret it now, if I can go back to the beginning, if I can Back to the beginning..." His voice gradually became hoarse, and his lips were trembling slightly imperceptibly: "... If I can go back to the beginning, I will definitely let go of everything and go with you..."

The candlelight was like beans, illuminating the quietly sleeping person on the bed. Yu Luocha was standing beside the bed, under the dim light, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly. At this moment, as if there was no one else around, Ximen Chuuxue slowly combed Ximen Chuuxue's hair that was blown by the wind on the road just now with his hands, and tidied up the red wedding dress on his body, and then slowly touched Ximen Chuuxue with his fingertips. On the smooth forehead, caressing the skin on it little by little, then slowly moving downstream, sliding over the high bridge of the nose, carefully depicting the thin lips, in the hand, in the heart, over and over again , Outlined the outline of this person, for a long time, but still reluctant to let go of that person's face. . .Yu Luocha looked at Ye Gucheng, and didn't make a sound for a while, until the sound of the watch outside, Ye Gucheng suddenly said lightly: "...that's the way it is. I have sent Ximen here, and I will also ask Master Yu Take care." Yu Luocha's eyes fell on him, but he didn't say anything else after all, only said: "...that's fine." Ye Gucheng glanced at the light that was already slightly lit outside the window, and then Standing up slowly, he said: "... If the leader wants to see Xuan'er and his brothers and sisters in the future, he only needs to order someone to bring a message, and I will send someone to send them here." Yu Luocha seemed to be stunned when he heard this. After a pause, "I naturally know." Ye Gucheng looked at the sleeping person on the bed: "So, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, he slightly clenched his hands in his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps , suddenly turned around, returned abruptly to the couch, embraced Ximen Chuuxue, leaned over to press those thin lips, no matter where it was at the moment, or whether there were other people present, only gently, tossing and turning Kissing the man's lips, rubbing the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, his lips clinging to his lips, his hands tightly hugging the man's unconscious body, just doing the last lingering and lingering, making the tenderness at this moment , will always remain in my heart. . .Maybe it was just for a moment, maybe it could be a long time, Ye Gucheng let go of Ximen Chuuxue, and then disappeared in the same place the next moment. . .

The flying horse is galloping, the fiery red wedding dress is blown by the wind, the sleeves and hair are flying high, Ye Gucheng doesn't know how long he has been galloping on the horse, he only knows that on this night, he lost his brother, and then lost his brother. For the one he loves the most, he drove aimlessly, went deep into the flowers, opened up the rice fields, the blood in his chest was boiling, and then suddenly at a certain moment, he felt something winding on his cheeks. Next, he raised his hand in a daze, and immediately, it was covered with a little cold moisture. . .

That is. . .

Ye Gucheng suddenly laughed loudly, and after four long years, he really laughed out loud, and the sound echoed in the mountains and forests, lingering. . .What kind of irony is this?What kind of ridiculous breakthrough?At this time when his heart was twisted, after experiencing successive heart-wrenching pains, he regained the emotions and desires that a normal person would have. But, where is the person who made him willing to smile now?Where!

With the sleeves fluttering, Ye Gucheng suddenly raised his head and roared, his true energy exhausted, but seeing the power of this roar, the surroundings were shaken to bloom wantonly. rain. . .The whistling sound made the surrounding mountains scream, and the mountains responded. Ye Gucheng's ink hair flew up, and he whistled in a long voice: "...Ximen Chuuxue!...Ximen Chuuxue!...Ximen Chuuxue!" The voice was like twilight. The bell rang, and the birds all over the mountain were startled into flight. From the southeast to the northwest, all the surrounding peaks echoed his voice, and the horse under him was startled to stand up, but Ye Gucheng did not control it. , just let himself be thrown off the horse and fell into the sea of ​​flowers, and then he just lay there surrounded by a fragrant fragrance, watching the morning sun rise slowly, and the bright red wedding clothes spread out, like a red flower like a fire. lotus. . .

"Snow..." Ye Gucheng called out in a low voice, and then slowly closed his eyes, letting something draw a line of crystal from the corner of his eyes and fall silently into the sea of ​​flowers.

And Ximen Chuuxue's anti-emotional Gu has begun to erode his affection, just like Nalan Lianke, that proud woman said, she wants Ximen Chuuxue to remember everything, but she is no longer Ye Gucheng's Ximen Chuuxue, even if she can't Well, then Ye Gucheng, don't even think about it. . .

However, at this moment, a wave of consciousness is quietly waking up, the exhausted and complicated consciousness is struggling, and the unwillingness is impacting the paradoxical Gu, but it is powerless to stop it after all, even the consciousness seems to be assimilated. . .

Accompanying it is the exhaustion of the soul. . .

"Ye, if you do it all over again, you won't be able to stop it...but the Zijin battle will never happen again."

Consciousness from the same source merged quickly, even if it was powerless to stop the Paradox Gu, but with the obsession to the bone, no one could see clearly the trajectory of the change. . .

Ximen Chuuxue's consciousness was forcibly melted into the meaning of boundlessness. In a haze, he saw the most dazzling sword in his life. It seemed to be the pursuit he had been looking forward to in his whole life. It was extremely fast and beautiful. . . .Sweeping the sky and the earth, with tens of thousands of turbulent waves, splitting the sky, it is the most unimaginable beauty in the world of mortals, and it is also the most luxurious and ethereal dream. . . .What is this, Ximen Chuuxue asked himself, this is the Flying Immortal, Ximen Chuuxue heard his answer. . .

"Outside the sky... Fly... Immortal..." Ximen Chuuxue murmured in a coma, as if trying his best to remember it, accompanied by a speechless trance, what was he afraid of, and he wondered grab something. . .No one answered. .

Without warning, Ximen Chuuxue's hair turned white inch by inch. . .Everything seems to overlap with fate, but it seems that somewhere, it has changed. . .

Once the blue hair turns white, who will tell the three thousand mortals. . .

The author has something to say: It’s a bit like Dongmei asking the snow, but it won’t happen in the future