Wrong Changhuan

It was night, and the sound of firecrackers for New Year's Eve kept coming and going in the distance. The heavy snow made the excitement, and it was still falling.

The Jinxiu Garden is white and clean, with the dead branches of the crabapple trees drooping slightly, and the people kneeling in the courtyard are slumped and frozen, their hair has been covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

Man Qiu knelt down on his knees and said, "Master, it's snowing heavily..."

An Cuo had a dull expression, as if he didn't hear it.

Man Qiu suddenly remembered what she had entrusted, and hurriedly took out the cloth bag wrapped in hair from her arms, handed it over, and said, "Master, this is what Miss Xiao Nuan asked her subordinates to give to you—"

Only when he heard the familiar name did An Cuo turn his head slowly, saw the dark purple cloth bag, took it with trembling hands.

"Inside here is a lock of hair, it belongs to Miss Xiaonuan, and... yours..."

A strand of blue hair hurts everywhere.

"Miss Xiaonuan could have left, she knew what would be waiting for her...but she...she still didn't leave..." Man Qiu said, lowering her eyes .

As if his eyes were stabbed red by the red rope that tied his hair, and the memories buried in his heart were awakened, An Cuo suddenly beat his head with one hand, and while he squeezed the palm of his hand, he also heaved his chest.

The unfamiliar interior of the house, but the familiar face, appears and echoes in the mind.

"Everyone in the world says that getting married makes a husband and wife..."

"There is no doubt about love..."

"From now on, it will be me, and it has been mixed with yours, and it can no longer be separated."

"Fool...I want you to be the happiest one in the whole world...Because I am happy when you are happy..."

"I think... I'm already the happiest one..."

"No...it's a little bit worse..."

"What's wrong?"

"When you are full, you will be the happiest..."

"I've been waiting for my lady to dress, dress, and eat...for a long time..."

The red blood quietly flowing out of the right nostril, accompanied by painful tears, slipped silently and dripped on the lock of hair.An Cuo wanted to see more, but the pain like a splitting head stopped everything abruptly, and the memories disappeared without a trace.

Man Qiu's eyes were quick, and he supported An Cuo who was about to fall to the ground, and said with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you? But the headache happened again?"

An Cuo's teary eyes were dim, he opened his mouth slightly, looked at the person beside him in disbelief, and tremblingly said, "Why...why is this like this?"

It turned out that I once loved her so much!

It turned out that the stories she told were all true, she and I had such a past!

Deep love, until the two hearts spend a lifetime together.

An Cuo staggered up as if waking up, but his legs were numb, and he fell heavily on the snow within two steps.

Man Qiu lost her voice, "Master..." He stepped forward and helped her up.

In the east wing, the door is still wide open.

Jing Jiuge sat next to him, looking at the snow-covered crabapple outside the door for a long time.It was only when he saw An Cuo that he came back to his senses.

Ignoring Jing Jiuge's gaze, An Cuo stumbled towards the bed, then his legs gave way, and he knelt down on the slumped floor.

Those clear eyes that once haunted her in dreams are now tightly closed, and the brows are also slightly frowned.

An Cuo slowly reached out and stroked Chang Huan's cheek tremblingly.That quiet appearance made her heart ache endlessly, and her face was full of tears.

A weak voice came from the bed, and Chang Huan fell into a nightmare.

"Ah Cuo...Ah Cuo...Leng..."

Just as An Cuo was about to put his exposed right hand under the quilt, he noticed that the black cloth strip on the wrist had been taken off.With just a light touch, the person on the collapse still trembled unconsciously in pain.

In the middle of the wrist, the blood and flesh were bloody, and the mattress was soaked, and it seemed that a hole had been ruthlessly poked in An Cuo's heart.

An Cuo closed his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

All this made her unable to bear.

The footsteps were close, but not heavy.

An Cuo opened his eyes again, and Jing Jiuge had come to his side.

"Why...why didn't you heal her?" An Cuo frowned in unbearable pain, turned his head and looked straight at the person beside him, even though he knew his identity, he still asked in a low voice.

Jing Jiuge said lightly, "I have given her the medicine to reduce fever..."

"Master, you know exactly what I'm talking about is the nail-piercing wound..."

"When you fulfill your promise, the teacher will save her... for a while, she will not die." The cold eyebrows swept across An Cuo, and then Jing Jiuge turned and walked back to the short table.

An Cuo clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and shot Jing Jiuge coldly, and said in a trembling voice, "At this moment... she is still suffering from pain and suffering..."

Jing Jiuge snorted and asked, "Who isn't?!"

"Save her!" An Cuo's tone was pleading and pleading, but also firm.

Jing Jiuge looked at the snow drifting outside the door, without turning his head, and did not answer.

Seeing the suffering of the person in front of him, every moment is more pain, An Cuo's heart is like a knife, gently wrapped the wound, and secretly made a decision.

Xiao Nuan, with me here, I will not let you die...

Xiaonuan, with me here, you will be fine, you will definitely get better...

Then An Cuo couldn't hold back anymore, got up and lifted off the bedding, tied Chang Huan's cloak in front of him, hugged him horizontally in front of him, and hurried out.

"Stop!" Jing Jiuge finally said, "Where are you taking her?"

At the door, An Cuo suddenly stamped his feet, didn't look at Jing Jiuge, but said coldly, "If Master doesn't save me, someone will save me!"

Jing Jiuge said with a hint of arrogance, "Her tendons are damaged, and in this Guanxi city, no one can save her except me!"

"Then leave Kansai!" After saying nothing, An Cuo raised his foot and walked out of the house.

It was the first time Jing Jiuge heard such straightforward and rebellious words from An Cuo's mouth, and he was stunned on the spot for a while.

An made a mistake, "Man Qiu, look for a carriage!"

Man Qiu promised, without going through the main entrance, he hurried out over the western wall.

After Jing Jiuge came back to his senses, facing the wind and snow, enduring the pain in his legs, he chased out the door and ordered, "Stop!"

An heard it clearly, but he didn't stop.

"Bai Qing, stop her!" Jing Jiuge's face was moved.

At the gate of the courtyard, four guards in gray clothes blocked An Cuo's way amidst Bai Qing's loud shouts.It's just that no one dared to draw his sword in the face of the killer.

Bai Qing said, "Master An, please go back!"

"Step aside!"

As if intimidated by An Cuo's cold tone and eyes, the guard unconsciously took a step back, cautious and chaotic, but still doing his duty.

They were afraid of chasing after the master Jian'an, but they were even more afraid of the second master Jing Jiuge.

Bai Qing continued to persuade, "Master An, it's better not to disobey the master's order..." As he spoke, he took a step forward and wanted to take Chang Huan who was in a coma.

Hearing a sound of ah, Bai Qing didn't expect that An Cuo kicked himself to the ground without caring about Jing Jiuge's face.

An Cuo glanced sideways, and said coldly, "You are not worthy to touch her!"

"An'er!" Jing Jiuge saw this scene when he reached the gate of the courtyard.

But to beat a dog, it depends on the owner.

When he arrived at An Cuo's side, Jing Jiuge's cold eyebrows and eyes were filled with anger, his chest was heaving and unsteady, and his golden hairpin swayed slightly, and asked, "I will save you, take you in, and let you have no worries about food and clothing." , and also handed over the most important Assassin Hall of Mingyue Tower to you, could it be...is this your...repayment for being a teacher? Could it be that everything in the past ten years is not as good as Lin Xiaonuan?"

An Cuo didn't answer directly. After a moment of silence, Fang said in a deep voice, "Master, you know what I want most?"

Jing Jiuge was speechless for a moment.

She didn't know, and never cared.

An Cuo turned his head to look at Jing Jiuge, then looked down at the person in his arms, biting his nose, and said, "But she knows!"

She knows that I want to live freely.

She knows better that I want to be loved and have a home.

"So what if she knows?! Your life belongs to Mingyue Tower!" Jing Jiuge just didn't want to lose Xie Baitang on this night, and even lose the apprentice who was raised by his side since childhood.

People are like this, the more they lack something, the more they want more.The more you try to grasp something, the less you can grasp it.

An Cuo looked at Jing Jiuge, and suddenly smiled wryly, with helplessness, sadness, and a trace of sadness and sadness, and said, "I have worked hard all these years, and I never thought it was for Mingyue Tower."

In a word, silence lives.

Whose thoughts are messed up, whose expressions are stiffened.

The sound of horseshoes rattling, from far to near.Until there was a yell, a carriage with two horses stopped outside the courtyard gate, and Man Qiu jumped off the shaft.

An Cuo tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and said quietly, "Wait for her to escape, my life is yours... I have no complaints whether to punish or kill her..." After all, with the help of Man Qiu The general Chang Huan settled down, and then An got into the car without looking back.

The chariots and horses sped away, leaving behind Jing Jiuge, who was still in shock, without moving.

"Master, do you want to chase?" Bai Qing reminded.

Jing Jiuge didn't answer, she suddenly remembered what Xie Baitang had said to her these days.

"Jiu Ge, love is not the whole of life, you still have family affection, friendship, and many..."

"Jiu Ge, all love is two-way... There is giving, there is maintenance, and there is gain... If love is like this, why not family and friendship?!"

"Jiu Ge, human heart and love are both the hardest and softest in this world...Why do you envy me, I only have Xiaonuan right now, but you have two..."

Jing Jiuge walked slowly towards the courtyard as if suddenly absent-minded, came to a crabapple tree, stroked the trunk lightly, and murmured, "A Tang, is this the love you want me to feel?"

"A Tang, whether it's An'er or Xiaolou, they're not you after all... You're right, there are people in this world who are happy with each other, and there are also many people who are wishful thinking. God knows what it feels like, and there are others. ...self-knowledge..."

Those cold eyebrows finally faded.

The carriage drove all the way, exited the Mingyue Building, and ran east along the empty avenue.

The night is snowy.

The vast snow, accompanied by the too cold night and the long and endless road.

In the carriage, An Cuo carefully wrapped Chang Huan, who was still unconscious, around his chest, and said softly, "Xiao Nuan, I'll be leaving the city soon, you'll be fine...you'll be fine..."

At this moment, An Cuo wished that the carriage would not move, and wished he could leave the city as soon as possible, so he said to himself, "Xie Baitang, you had better not go far..."

An Cuo, who has always disliked doing things he is not sure of, made a bet for the first time.She gambled on Xie Baitang's family affection, as well as the pain and life of the person she loves the most.

An wrongly knew that he couldn't afford to lose.

With the horseshoes behind him, An Cuo knew who was behind without lifting the curtain.

The gate of the city has gradually become clear, and the pursuers are only a few feet away.

Lou Xiaolou dressed in red, whipped his horse and roared angrily, "An Cuo, none of you will leave tonight!"

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@白川 I'm late. . .