Jun Xie Chenxin

Song Qi forgot to buy wine, Feng Ninghan and Qi Yang replaced it with tea and drank a cup of tea.

Qi Yang put Feng Ninghan's hair that fell from his temples behind his ears, and looked at Feng Ninghan tenderly.

"Ahan."

Feng Ninghan responded, and covered Qi Yang's hand on his cheek. Qi Yang's hand was a little cold, and his face was a little stinging.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ninghan asked softly.

"Do you know what happens after husband and wife pray to each other?"

"Send... into the bridal chamber?" Feng Ninghan's heart trembled slightly, and he unconsciously grabbed the clothes with his hands.

Qi Yang smiled softly, "I'll undress you." After finishing speaking, he helped Feng Ninghan get up, and took off his clothes, leaving only the obscene clothes.Feng Ninghan also took off Qi Yang's clothes, and the two of them lay down under the covers.

Qi Yang didn't do much, just gently kissed Feng Ninghan's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth, and then looked deeply at Feng Ninghan's face, he will never forget this face, never will.

Feng Ninghan hugged Qi Yang around her waist and stuck to his arms.

Qi Yang's stature is bigger than Feng Ninghan's, and he can easily surround Feng Ninghan, Feng Ninghan softly scratched Qi Yang's head and sneezed.

"Ah tiu~" Qi Yang sneezed so cutely, it made Feng Ninghan laugh uncontrollably.

Feeling the trembling man in his arms, Qi Yang let go of his arms, looked at Feng Ninghan, raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to scratch the tip of Feng Ninghan's nose.

"Naughty."

Qi Yang took a rough breath, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart, he turned around and was lying down staring at the roof in a daze, his eyelids gradually began to be unable to open, he said to Feng Ninghan in a soft voice, "Ah Han, I slept too much today Fewer, some, sleepy, I will go to bed first."

Feng Ninghan was startled, and hugged Qi Yang tightly, "Okay, I will always be by your side and accompany you."

"Well... I, love, you." Qi Yang's voice became weaker and weaker until he closed his eyes.

Feng Ninghan felt the shallow breathing of the person beside her, as well as the irregular, slightly heaving chest.

Maybe I'm thinking too much...

He held Qi Yang's hand, trying to warm his hand, and fell asleep at some point.

He had a dream. In the dream, the wind was clear and the moon was bright. Qi Yang was in the place where the stars and the moon were shining. After saying a word, he turned into a wisp of silver wind and danced around.

That ray of silver wind carried starlight, and sprinkled starlight wherever it went. Fluorescent white flowers grew where the starlight fell, and finally a ray of starlight fell into Feng Ninghan's hands. Feng Ninghan looked down and saw the flowers in his hands. There is one more fluorescent flower.

The flowers are like ice crystals, which cool the hands slightly, and then turn into star powder, which leaks from the fingers.

……

……

……

I wake up from a dream and feel the autumn cold.

When she woke up, Feng Ninghan was still holding the hand that could not be warmed.

He could no longer feel the breathing of the people around him.

Feng Ninghan hugged the person beside him sideways, and rubbed the neck of the person beside him.

He didn't cry, couldn't cry.

He felt that something was missing in his heart, suppressing his tear glands, even though his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he still couldn't cry.

Probably the most heart-pounding pain will lead to tears.

Feng Ninghan kept hugging Qi Yang for one day or two days, neither eating nor talking, just hugging like that, Song Qi called out many times, but he didn't respond, and on the third day, Song Qi finally didn't Holding back, he pushed open the door.

The door opened, pushing in the autumn atmosphere of a room, Feng Ninghan tightened her body.

Maybe it's because of the cold heart that I feel that the autumn cold is even worse.

"Master..." Song Qi had already sensed something, knelt on the ground and choked up his voice, unable to say one more word, fearing that the bank would burst into tears if he said one more word.

Feng Ninghan ignored Song Qi and hugged Qi Yang by herself.

"Master..." Song Qi choked up, "Master...Second Master, he, he, is gone, you can let him go, go at ease..."

"Let's go, let's go." Feng Ninghan murmured, was startled for a moment, and then saw Qi Yang's face clearly.

Qi Yang's face was already pale, without any color...

"That's right...he's gone..." Feng Ninghan lowered his eyes and sat up in a daze.

He looked down at his hands, which could no longer remember Qi Yang's body temperature.

It is time to let go.

It is time to let go.

I'm going to let go...

……

He put his hands on the red string of mahogany branches on his wrists, and said softly, "It's all over."

All day long, Feng Ninghan looked like he was out of his mind. It was not until he buried Qi Yang beside his parents' grave that he regained his senses a little. Inscribed on the tablet——

The tomb of Fuziyan.

The last stroke fell, and the tears in the eyes finally fell.

Song Qi threw down the funeral paper, weeping uncontrollably.

Feng Ninghan walked away in a daze, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked at the scenery in front of him.

Some time ago, he was still standing here with Qi Yang looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers, but now the mountains and rivers are still the same, people are not there, things are changing, everything is not...

He looked down, and before Xizi took off the red lights decorated in the valley, a piece of white funeral paper was brought by the wind to appear out of place in the valley, as if telling Feng Ninghan not to miss it.

But, how can you not fall in love?

Feng Ninghan's head was empty, and he jumped down the cliff uncontrollably, except for the whistling wind in his ears, there was Song Qi's desperate cry on the cliff.

Feng Ninghan closed his eyes and let himself sink. For a brief moment, he felt relieved.But after that, Qi Yang's voice appeared in his mind.

The voice said, "Live for me."

The voice said, "If you dare not look away, I will kick you up!"

That voice said, "Wait for the next life, life after life, I will replenish you!"

The voice was saying, "I, love, you."

Feng Ninghan suddenly opened his eyes, saw a protruding rock on the left, raised his hand to grab it, and then used his strength to easily return to the top of the cliff.

Death is the easiest, and the living must continue to live with hope for the dead.

What's more, Qi Yang still has a wish unfulfilled, since he has agreed, he can't just die.

Such a cowardly act of avoiding death should not have happened to me.

Song Qiben was still kneeling on the ground and crying so loudly, when he saw a pair of legs in front of him, his heart tightened, and then he looked up and saw that it was Feng Ninghan, he immediately went forward and hugged Feng Ninghan's legs.

"Master! Master! Woohoo, don't be overwhelmed!"

Seeing Song Qi getting tighter and tighter, Feng Ninghan frowned, "Let go."

"I don't let go, let go and you jump down again!"

"Since I have come up, I have figured it out, and I will not seek suicide again."

Song Qi sobbed and looked at Feng Ninghan with red eyes from crying.

"Really?"

"Ah."

Only then did Song Qi let go of her hand and stood up. Feng Ninghan smiled and stroked Song Qi's hair, "Song Qi."

Song Qi wiped away tears, looked at Feng Ninghan, "Master, what's wrong?"

"I once said that I want to carve my life's learning on the cliff of Wuya Mountain. Now I have other things to do, so you will carve the martial arts I have learned on the cliff for me."

Song Qi was a little frightened, "Me? Can I?"

Feng Ninghan nodded, her eyes were as clear as before, but slightly more imperceptibly soft.

"Well, you can." As he said that, he took Duanshuiliu in his hand. He stroked Duanshuiliu carefully, made a decision secretly, and then looked at Song Qi, "I leave this sword to you."

Song Qi was terrified, and immediately knelt down, "Master, this broken water is your sword, and it means a lot to you... Apprentice, apprentice can't take it."

"Use this sword to do what you should do and fulfill the morality in your heart. Don't forget, what you told me back then was the original intention of practicing martial arts."

Song Qi's heart agitated violently, and he raised his head to look at Feng Ninghan, his expression was uncertain at first, and finally his eyes were burning like a torch, his heart was surging, his whole body was surrounded by surging blood mixed with an unprecedented sense of mission.

He...his original intention...

His original intention was to protect himself from being bullied and to keep the pure land in his heart!

His original intention was to defend the people he cherished!

His original intention was to protect the common people from bullying!

Song Qi Ning looked at the Gushui Liu handed over by the master with eyebrows, and took it with her solemn hands, as if she took over the rivers and lakes from Feng Ninghan's hands.Holding the broken water, his hands were shaking with excitement.

"Master!" Song Qisan kowtowed.

With her hands behind her back, Feng Ninghan turned to face Infinite Mountains and Rivers, "Go."

Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little bit reluctant, "Yes! Master!"

A gust of wind blew by, and the people behind him disappeared.

What kind of waves will arise in this river and lake is hard to predict.

A yellow and green fallen leaf flew to Feng Ninghan's eyes, Feng Ninghan caught the leaf and looked at it in his hands.

It seemed that autumn came so quickly, and within two days, the sky suddenly turned cold. This cold day urged the trees in the valley to rustle and drop their leaves.

One leaf knows autumn.

Ever since Feng Ninghan was melancholy about the withering of autumn, there was a man standing behind him.

He turned around and noticed the man's clothes.

A guard in the palace.