If there is a comeback

The thing Ye Gucheng never regrets the most in his life is meeting Ximen Chuuxue, and the thing he regrets the most is also meeting Ximen Chuuxue. . .

Years ago, the nightmare of that night finally reappeared in a different way. . .

In the winter scenery all over the sky, you can only see the king's face before you know the word. It is as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea. . .

White sandalwood was burning in the Pixiu stove beside him, Ye Gucheng stood up and unfolded the neatly folded outer robe beside him.

The gown made of white peacock feathers mixed with snow tussah silk is light and soft, so pure white that there is no variegated color or any decorations. Ye Gucheng quietly put on the robe and arranged the mantle, and fastened the pearl silver belt around his waist , and then picked up the jade-white saber on the sword rest.

Years of waiting, after all, I don’t know who has smoothed out the enthusiasm in someone’s heart. It’s not that I want to forget, but it’s been too long. It seems that my heart can’t burn out the original enthusiasm. Only Yu Xi is with him. It’s not that I’m not tired, but I am used to bearing, and I don't know how to let go anymore. It's not that I'm not unattached, I just wait, wait, smooth out the bitterness, seal up the love, and it's time to leave. . .

Many years ago, ever since Ye Gucheng promised Ximen Chuuxue in the South China Sea, he has never looked back in this life. . .Whether it is an opponent, a confidant, or a lover, no matter whether the two swords are about to face off now, Ye Gucheng's friendship with Ximen Chuuxue will not diminish, but everything in the world is changing alternately. Now, even though the love is still there, there is no more. In the slightest, it can be stopped, Ye Gucheng's obsession with dying under Ximen Chuuxue's sword. . .

In the past five years, he may have thought about it, this is the best ending for him. . .

The horse galloped all the way, the horse's hooves stepped on the thick snow, and stepped on a roll of flying snow. . .

The woods retreated rapidly in front of his eyes, and Ye Gucheng hadn't felt such a feeling of galloping on horseback for a long time. . .

The cold wind blew on his face, and he picked up his clothes to hunt, and in an instant, he arrived at Moling Zijin Mountain. . .

Under the night, the cold wind blows snowflakes from the starting point, falling on Ye Gucheng's black hair, which melts in an instant, but the moistness makes Ye Gucheng's senses clearer and his heart more peaceful. . .

Ye Gucheng walked up the mountain slowly with his sword in hand, he only felt that in his life, he had no more regrets than this night. . .

At this moment, he is no longer the emperor and son of heaven who is responsible for the world. His heart is quiet and harmonious, free from dust and dirt, clear and clear. At this moment, he is just Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City. My opponent is destined to be brilliant in this battle, and he is destined to go all out in this battle. . .

Ye Gucheng's lips curled into a very shallow smile. . .There is a Ye Gucheng in this world, why is there a Ximen Chuuxue. . . .However, one should also be thankful that there is another Ximen Chuuxue, even though he is about to leave, it is not in vain to meet this person in this life. . .

Whether it is a confidant or a lover, it is a silent blessing. . .Thank you for meeting you for the first time, thank you for your love, and thank you for never giving up. . .Until now, Ye Gucheng has all the memories of this world, which are profound and throbbing. . . .

The top of the peak is already faintly visible, Ye Gucheng’s violent swelling that has not been throbbing for a long time, seems to be the love sealed in the memory coming back again and again, there is no longer an invisible barrier, but a natural, warm, Surging, coming in like a tide, and receding like a tide, his heart became more peaceful, without waves and waves, as clear and pure as a child. . .

This battle is inevitable. . .

The author has something to say: I don’t know if everyone understands, but what I mean is that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue have been separated for five years, and even the strongest love becomes slow and vague.

And Ximen Chuuxue has been sealed up because of love, and once he comes back, he will not be troubled by Ye Gucheng.

This battle aroused Ye Gucheng's most intense memory.

The language is still not as good as around, so let's take a look at it. . .

I write these first, and after I finish, I will change some places, and there are still some places that are not expressed enough. . .

Ask for comments as usual~~~ Tomorrow is going to be a decisive battle~~~