If there is a comeback

Ye Gucheng left after all, and no one knew where he went. . .

On the trails and trails, the woodcutters in the mountains, the figures in white clothes will always come quietly, and then gradually drift away. . .

Ye Gucheng originally thought that he never needed a place where he could hide himself. However, the world has tricked people, and he ordered people to build this small courtyard three years earlier. . .

This place is located in Bashu, surrounded by miasma, and it is always sparsely populated. . .For Ye Gucheng, the biggest advantage of this place is its cleanliness. He also wanted to live in Baiyun City, but after going to Baiyun City, he is no longer living in seclusion. How can Ye Gucheng really disappear in the world. . . .In the past, the fame moved one side of the rivers and lakes, so why not be afraid of the rivers and lakes being far away this year. . . .

"Uncle Ye, don't bother to eat food. This place is remote and lonely... I can only eat one or two vegetarian dishes." Ye Gucheng said to Ye's butler. He doesn't have a lot of preferences in food, but he does He couldn't bear to make this butler who had been with him since he was a child too tired. . .But, he was more just tired, how could he not know how many precious medicines Ye Bo had put in his meals. . .But, now, it is no longer a drug that can be solved. Even if it is delayed for a while, it is meaningless. Yes, he, Ye Gucheng, has long wanted to go back to the depths of the white clouds and ignore the troubles of the world, but it is difficult to just pray like this. achieved. . .

"City lord, don't be self-willed... It's your own body after all, your father is still there, and the young master and Yuan girl are still young...City lord, you have to hold on for them..." Ye Bo wiped his eyes Weeping, he has already burned many bloody handkerchiefs, how could he not know what the body of the city lord is like? Could it be that the city lord wants to throw everything away just because of that man. . .

"Ahem..." Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time, and said to Uncle Ye, "Send a letter to Xuan'er, Jingyuan, and say, now that I see the majestic mountains, I have a feeling in my heart, and I won't go back this year. ..." Ye Gucheng paused, "I always want them to get used to the days when I'm not around. From now on, if I'm not around, I'll send them a letter every New Year's day... I always have a thought... .”

"City Master, don't say despondent words, you just have to let go of your mind, after all, you will live longer than the old slave..." Ye Bo didn't know how heartbroken he was, he watched Ye Gucheng grow up, and cultivated such a handsome man Ling Ran looked like he was defeated by that one, that one. . . "City Master, if you really want that one, go to the Western Demon Cult to see if anyone can stop you, you do this... this..."

"Uncle Ye, let me be alone..." Ye Gucheng interrupted the butler, he didn't want to, but he couldn't, and he didn't dare to do it. . .His Simon. . .Simon. . .Ye Gucheng closed his eyes, and the old butler who quietly stepped back did not see the bright red blood that flowed from the corner of his lips, dripping from his chin in a meandering way, and landed on the skirt of his clothes drop by drop. . .Wordless sorrow bloomed in the man's heart. . .

"Ximen, now I realize that the word love is as high as a mountain and as thin as a cloud... I can't let it go, I can't bear it..."

The author has something to say: Well, as soon as I saw your comments, I just got up in the morning and wrote another one~~~~~Thank you for your comments, okay~~~