promise

A person can have many ideas, such as a beggar with a broken bowl on the street, he is so hungry and emaciated, and a child's clothes can wrap his whole body, in order to have a bite of food, he can pick up a butcher's knife Kill the wealthy people who come and go.Another example is the number one girl in Nianhualou, who is willing to ruin her beauty in order to marry an aging widower.

However, these are ideas after all, and no one really wants to do it.

But thinking and determination are different. If one thought is too much, it will become an obsession.

Hong Yao thought that it would be great if Wen Yi could just disappear.

Xia Xueyi was once the person she had always been thinking about. She had betrayed her brother's trust, abandoned her high position, and abandoned her beautiful appearance. She only wanted to be with this person.From the seedling land to the Central Plains, from a girl with bright spring flowers to a beggar who everyone hates, she spent 30 years building a perfect dream.

She and Xia Lang will be together eventually, time and distance can only be a small tribulation for their reunion.Hong Yao thought that if she could see Xia Lang, her disaster would leave her, and her Xia Lang would be the best lover in the world.

It wasn't until the reunion that she realized that there is still a mirror in the world, and the sad woman also turned gray.Probably because he had tasted what all the women in the world feared, his heart felt like a knife was pierced, and his heart was like dead ashes.

Listen, I, Xia Xueyi, have had countless women in my life, but the only thing I really care about is my fiancée.

My fiancée is beautiful and gentle, innocent and kind, a hundred times better than you.

She should have forgotten such hurtful words, but they were the same as Xia Xueyi, if they didn't find a chance to stab her, they would feel uncomfortable.She is also uncomfortable, every time there is a hurt in her heart, they will cheer for joy, engraving strokes on her heart, so thick and colorful, she will never forget it in her life.

She thought that God would not be able to see him in the end, so he sent an equally outstanding man to her side.Eating with her and growing up with her, he has seen her from a downcast Miao girl to a bright moon-like saint.Little by little, year after year, when she turned around with complicated emotions, that person was already close in front of her eyes.

"Sister He, what's the matter with you?"

Wen Yi's slender brows were all wrinkled.She has a pure heart, let alone someone she has a crush on, she is willing to sympathize with any cat or dog, let alone this woman who took her in.

Hong Yao's wandering gaze slowly returned, and her gaze was fixed on a person she thought she would never have the chance to meet.Wen Yi, who was dressed in a floral dress, was not overwhelmed. She couldn't even put on the airs that a young lady should have. She looked quiet and warm.

Hong Yao pondered carefully, she and Wen Yi were two extremes.She is not as simple and natural as her, not as delicate and gentle as her, and not as good as she can give a man.She seemed to understand Xia Xueyi's choice. If a man's hands were covered with blood, would he prefer to be with a passionate and informal woman, or would he be with someone who could warm his tired body and mind with just a pair of eyes and hands? Women have a soft spot?

Then, what's the matter with Xia Xueyi giving her Wen Yi?She returned to the first life not to experience heartbreak again, her heart has a shell, whoever can break it will save her heart and her love.

Xie Huan... Will he still wait for her at the same place?

At this moment, she regretted it. After experiencing a emotional injury, He Hongyao flinched, and she became a stranger, afraid of falling into the abyss again, afraid of falling back into the mirror again, so she pushed him away.

Now, is it too late?

Hong Yao was puzzled, her eyes were sad and tired, when she saw the snow-white neck of the woman opposite, a streak of white hair pierced her fragile defense.

If this ends Wen Yi's life, she will be free.

There was no basis for such thoughts, but it just made her want to move.The seed that was buried deep in my heart in the previous life took root and sprouted as if it had received fertile soil and clear water.

As soon as she got close to Wen Yi, her whole body would tremble with excitement.There seemed to be a woman talking in her mind all the time, her voice was very familiar, but she didn't want to think too much, because what the owner of that voice said was really alluring.

No one understands the fragility of a life better than her. She only needs to gently close her five fingers, and this warm body will lose its pulse. She will never struggle again, and she will never force her to accept the established fate.

She seemed to see the dead Hongying, she was wearing dark red clothes, walking towards her step by step, every time she took a step, there was a red lotus under her feet, thicker than blood, more bloody than blood.She was even more beautiful than before, her skin was like snow, her lips were like vermilion jade, and her black eyes could look straight into people's souls.

It was she who was speaking, and the flat words were brought to life by her, like a bird with wings, like a fish in water.With Wen Yi dead, she can live a better life...

Wen Yi was terrified. If they were still in the inn, she might be able to get away with Brother Zhang's help.But right now, she was brought into a completely strange place by Hong Yao.Rather than calling it a temple, this dilapidated temple is more like a courtyard, with only four walls, but the top is empty.

She can see the moon that fascinates her every night, and the stars are like the sky, which is incomparable to the bright moon that stays still.Are there really fairies on the moon?

Wen Yi's eyes have turned blood red, but she can't utter a word when she opens and closes her mouth. If the Moon Fairy really exists in this world, will Wen Yi be lucky enough to get your pity?

Please, just let me take a look at him, brother Xie...

The teardrop made of blood rolled down and slid down Hong Yao's pale hand, it ran so fast that it almost didn't even have the time to blink, it added a winding blood path to the snow-colored arm.

Like back then, Hong Yao crawled all the way back to Xia Xueyi's side from far away in the sky with blood and tears.

The red medicine suddenly seemed like a dream, and she watched Wen Yi fall from her hands in horror, her body was even lighter than a flower petal, even though her own hands were bloodstained by a white light, she didn't notice.

"Wen Yi?"

Xie Huan's voice pulled back the hearts of the two women.Wen Yi was lying in his arms, and Hong Yao could only rely on Xia Xueyi.

"...Solution, solution, solution...Brother."

Wen Yi panted desperately, the breath inhaled into her body was less than a ten thousandth of that exhaled, she could only calm down slowly by relying on her uncountable internal force.However, she didn't seem to want to waste time, so she tried her best to raise her head, to be able to take a look, and to be able to say one more word is a blessing from God.

"I, I begged the moon, the fairy in the moon, the fairy... I, I really, want, really want to see, you."

Xie Huan held his eyes shut, and said: "Don't talk, Brother Xie will save you." The gentleness he said was not the gentle tone for every woman, it was a kind of gentle care that has never been the same.

"Come on, it's too late... right?"

The blood in Wen Yi's eyes faded, flushing the horrible blood on her cheeks, and she seemed to have become a simple sister next door again.

Xie Huan put one hand on her vest, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the other hand, his voice became softer: "Don't talk, let Brother Xie take a good look at our Yier, she is the cutest when she is silent Most beautiful."

Wen Yi's gradually dimming eyes brightened instantly, like stars, she looked at him anxiously, and he also looked at her with a smile.

They didn't pay attention to the people not far away.

Hong Yao finally calmed down, and she said in a voice she couldn't hear clearly: "I'm scary, aren't I?"

Xia Xueyi stretched out her hand, tightly hugging the person in her arms who would collapse at any time: "No, the red medicine is never scary, you are just controlled by the demon."

"Controlled by the inner demon? But I almost killed her." Hong Yao spread out her hands. These hands must have killed someone before and were stained with blood, but this was the first time she trembled and couldn't do it. There is a terrible person in my heart, not Hongying, but herself.

At the last moment, when Wen Yi was about to lose her life, she suddenly felt that the smiling woman was so familiar, as if it was herself.The human mind is a mirror, no matter how perfect you cover up on the outside, it will mercilessly tear your skin apart and expose the truest thoughts in your heart.

It was at the last moment that she saw that ugly woman, who had the same appearance as her, and said the idea of ​​letting her fall into hell.

"That's not the demon." It was herself.

Xia Xueyi took her hand, and there were two bloodstains on that plain white hand, one was Wen Yi's and the other was her own.He said, "It's the inner demon. If you fail to defeat the inner demon, this knife can break it immediately, but you let go in the end."

The head is under the red medicine, but why can she only look up at the opening when she looks at it?It stands high above, overlooking the cowardly at heart.

This is the returned knife.

Xia Xueyi hugged the person who was burying herself in the palm of her hand tightly, maybe it was the best choice not to say anything.

"Xia Xueyi, you don't like me like this." Hong Yao was buried in his arms, and only the two of them knew what she said.

"no--"

"Yes." The person in his arms grasped his skirt tightly, "I saw the portrait you drew for me. It is a very beautiful fairy, who lives nine days away, and does not eat the fireworks of the world, but that is not me. I am just a Ordinary people have seven emotions and six desires, and are more ruthless than most women, you don't like me like this."

"Red medicine—"

"I do not like you."

What Hong Yao blurted out made the person hugging her stiff, but she still said what she wanted to say, "If you don't like it now, you won't like it in the future."

Once... I liked it, sorry, there will never be a once again.