Beauty is also cold

Wu Han desperately explained to Yao'er what happened last night, and Yao'er believed it.

"By the way, Yao'er, what did you do yesterday afternoon? I was worried so I went out to look for you." Wu Han asked.

"Oh... I, I'm going to buy some gifts for the brothers and sisters. I thought it was a rare visit to Changyin City, so I walked around for a while... Let's go back to the inn to pack our luggage and get ready to go!" Yao'er Tell Wu Han.

On the way back, passers-by were whispering and discussing.

"Have you heard? It's the rich businessman Lin, whose daughter eloped with someone a few days ago..."

"Yes, yes, I've heard that too. I heard that the Lin residence is full of quarrels, and Mr. Lin is very angry."

"Of course, he wanted to marry his daughter to a high-ranking official who was nearly fifty years old, but he didn't expect her to run away with someone else, hahaha... how sad~"

. . . . . .

Yao'er heard the whispers from passers-by, and her expression became a little deep. Before Wu Han asked, she answered by herself first: "The master of the Lin family is a loyal person..." While speaking, she unconsciously shook his hand. Tighten your fist.

For some reason, Yao'er's expression was a little wrong.But seeing her dignified expression, thoughtful, as if there was something unspeakable, Wu Han didn't ask any further questions.

In Rumeng Pavilion, in a secluded room.

Chu Yang remained expressionless, and he asked Zikui: "Miss Lin Fu fell into someone else's trap?"

"According to the investigation of my subordinates, Miss Lin's elopement was voluntary, and there was no instigation by others." Zi Kui replied.

"Well, continue to spy on the Lin family."

"Yes, son!"

In the hotel room, Wu Han was packing his luggage.Yao'er was in the next room, talking with a man in black.

"Who was it that kidnapped Han'er last night?" Yao'er asked.

"It's Zikui from the Cangyang Society. She is an effective subordinate of the leader of the Cangyang Society, Chu Yang. She is good at using hidden weapons and poison." The man in black replied.

"...What is her purpose?"

"According to eyewitnesses, it should be suspected that Mr. Han is following them."

"I see. Wuying, I'm sorry to trouble you, you should step back first." Yao'er said to the man in black.

"Master, you are being polite." While speaking, the man in black immediately disappeared.

On the way back, Yao'er and Wu Han passed a small village.By the small river outside the village, they saw a large sea of ​​red flowers. The flowers were bewitching, exuding blood-like red, and they looked like nightmares. . . . . .

"Manzhushahua, also known as Bianhua. The bulb is poisonous and can cause symptoms such as vomiting and convulsions, but it also has the effect of calming and inducing vomiting..." Yao'er looked at the sea of ​​flowers and said to Wu Han beside him: "We Get off your horse and rest for a while."

Wu Han and Yao'er stopped by the sea of ​​flowers, and Yao'er walked towards the large sea of ​​flowers on the other side, looked into the distance, and slowly said: "The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, you only see the flowers, but you don't see the leaves. ...that's what the old people said before."

"Between life and death..." Wu Han repeated the word, thinking about the dream last night, the plum-appreciating boy who was always lingering in his heart, and that familiar body temperature. . .For a time, many questions were entangled in my mind, lingering.

He didn't know who the plum-appreciating boy was, and he didn't understand why he felt familiar when he saw that person last night. "If we knew each other, why didn't the man recognize me? Could it be because I had disfigured my face and changed my voice? No, my face can no longer see the scars... Is it just my illusion? Everything is my imagination Yes, we are actually just strangers?... That night, I also dreamed about Duan Lan, dreaming that he came back... Hehe, it really is a bizarre dream..." Wu Han said man thinking.

"Let me tell you a story." Yao'er said to Wu Han.

"Okay, let's talk about it, Yao'er." Wu Han replied after regaining his composure.

"Once upon a time, there was a couple. They were inseparable every day, and they were inseparable. But one day, the careful wife suddenly discovered that her husband had moved on. She couldn't bear the blow, so she ran away from home. After leaving, she was so sad that she died He fell into the water and died in the small river. After the husband heard the news of his wife's death, he was disheartened and jumped into the same river with his wife. Some people said that the husband committed suicide because he was ashamed of his wife. Some people say that the husband left with his wife because he loved his wife deeply, but everything has been unable to be verified... Since then, a large area of ​​Bianhua flowers have been blooming by the small river all the year round. It is said that the husband wanted to recall the memory of his wife He didn’t want his wife to forget himself on Huangquan Road, so he asked the God of Flowers on the other bank to bloom by the river in Santu in the underworld, so that the fragrance of the flowers could evoke the memory of the deceased..." Yao'er said slowly While reading the story, she looked at the sea of ​​fiery red flowers, her eyes gradually became moist, and her voice became a little choked up.

"Yao'er, what's wrong with you? Don't be sad, I think they must have been reincarnated well, and the husband must love his wife deeply, and has not moved on..." Wu Han saw the sad Yao'er, He couldn't help holding Yao'er in his arms and comforting him.

Yao'er looked at Wu Han with tears in her eyes, she gently stroked Wu Han's cheek with her palm, unwilling to let go for a long time.

"Han'er, the scars on her face are no longer visible..." Yao'er wiped away her tears and said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's all the medicine that master gave me!" Seeing Yao'er smiling, Wu Han finally let go of his tense heart.He had never seen Yao'er cry, but seeing Yao'er so sad just now, he really wanted to protect her and prevent her from any harm.

"You really look like a flower protector~ It's just that your body is a little thinner, only a little stronger than this woman like me. This is not acceptable, you must eat more food!" Yao'er left Wu Han's embrace jokingly, and looked With one glance at the fiery Bana, she continued, "It's getting late, let's go!"

The wind drives thousands of Bana flowers to dance gently.That blood-red and coquettish flower symbolizes parting, symbolizes the distance between life and death, symbolizes feelings that will never be obtained, and pairs of lovers who will never meet again. . . . . .