forced to fall in love

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The wind and snow rushed in, and they looked at each other across the edge of that ray of light.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the looming spots of light fell on Lingxi's face, so bright that she couldn't open her eyes, and tried her best to see clearly.

When another sword slashed across, the air was filled with blood mist, and the light fell in deeper, and the body of the demon head faintly collapsed.

The slender figure in front of her completely merged into the light, and the wind and snow lifted the ends of her hair, fluttering in the wind, and her hand holding the hilt of the sword hung down to the side.

Lingxi couldn't see her expression clearly against the light, it was vague, but it reminded Lingxi that when she woke up from the hazy consciousness, she saw her for the first time, and she was like this, standing alone in the light.

The faint light outlines her figure.

She stood for a long time, and Lingxi also looked at her for a long time.

It took a long time for the light to dissipate and reunite by her side. Among all things, the rotation of time, the transformation of space, everything is changing, but she seems to be stopped at the moment.

Day after day, year after year.

Lingxi looked at her elusive figure who couldn't move her eyes. The distance between them was only a few steps, but it seemed to be separated by thousands of layers of cliffs and mountains.

For a moment, Lingxi felt that they were somewhat similar.

It was also the moment of being stopped, Lingxi was stopped behind her, and she was stopped in front of her eyes.

The blood mist turned into raindrops and fell, but the warmth in the eye sockets slid down uncontrollably.

It's just a name, it's just a name she called out for Lingxi, the voice is so soft and so far away, but it still floats in like a thrown stone, breaking the calm of the lake.

Xie Xisui walked towards her step by step against the light, the silent sword energy surrounded them, and supported them on top of their heads, blocking the filthy rain of blood.

She looked at Lingxi and smiled, and gently rubbed her fingertips against her chin to catch the melted water droplet.

Lingxi said suddenly: "Master, this name is not just the name in my consciousness."

Lingxi opened her palm slightly, revealing the slightly bright body of the jade flute to her.

Xie Xisui didn't speak, he looked down and covered it with the palm of his other hand.

"There is a deeper meaning." Lingxi continued.

Xie Xisui looked at her again: "So you cried because of this?"

"I don't know." Lingxi shook his head, "Maybe it's because I haven't heard you called that name for a long time."

"So it's because of me crying." This time it was an affirmative voice, and she frowned.

"It's because I miss you so much."

The sound of the last word fell, as if all the strength of Lingxi was taken away, and it was melted away in an instant.

Water droplets gathered in the eye sockets, hanging and about to fall, Xie Xisui leaned over suddenly, and the suddenly magnified appearance was imprinted in Lingxi's eyelids.

The next moment, the melted water droplets were covered, wrapped around it with warm lips, and kissed it little by little.

"I know." She said, "I miss you too."

The water droplets that were supposed to be stopped seemed to be melted even more.

"This is not good." Lingxi muffled.

Xie Xisui laughed, with hot breath at the end of her eyes, she agreed: "It's really not good, at least we have to go out first."

Xie Xisui held her hand and walked out, Lingxi looked at her sideways, trying to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

The moment they went out, the devil's head turned into nothingness, leaving only this bright blood color in Mengjiang Peak, like the setting sun shining on the earth, leaving a deep mark.

Xie Xisui descended with a consonance, standing on the steep cliff of Mengjiang Peak, overlooking the entire valley.

It was vast and small, and the wind and snow were like clouds surrounding them, sticking to them.

Lingxi heard the cries and cries of the Yaoguang Sect disciples celebrating the victory from the distance, the whispered communication of the elders, Xu Gu's hearty laughter, and even the rustling of wind and snow in his ears.

But soon all these voices were cut off again, and only she and Xie Xisui were left in the white land.

Lingxi looked at her, felt the faint temperature of her palm, everything was so real, yet so unreal.

The sky suddenly appeared, and it shone from that line, and the mottled light and shadow intertwined with their figures, and then overlapped again.

Lingxi looked down at the shadow in the snow, so close.

"It's over." Xie Xisui looked at her sideways, with a faint smile on his lips.

Very simple three words, but Lingxi was stunned for no reason.

She looked at Xie Xisui, speechless for a while.

She should nod her head in response, the demon head has been removed, the monster's soul has also dispersed, and it is temporarily stable.

But for some reason, Lingxi always feels that she has a deeper meaning.

Xie Xisui smiled and continued: "Didn't you say you have something to tell me?"

Inky spots fell into Lingxi's eyes, like scorching sparks.

Lingxi said softly: "I miss you very much."

"Is this the only sentence?"

Lingxi looked at her: "There are many more."

Xie Xisui laughed: "Then shall I give you more time to think about how to tell me?"

Lingxi thought for a while: "Say one sentence a day?"

Xie Xisui half-bent her eyes, reached out and touched her brow and asked her back: "What do you think?"

Lingxi suddenly looked at her and smiled, feeling the light touch of her fingertips.

"If Master wants to hear it, I will say it."

The wind and snow gradually subsided, and the snow on the top of the cliff began to melt slowly.

Xie Xisui looked at her from a distance and said, "Can you tell the direction of Fuping Palace?"

Lingxi nodded: "It's clear."

"Well, killing the demon chief took some energy, I'm a little tired, I'll listen to you when I wake up."

Lingxi frowned slightly, then became nervous again, and suddenly tightened her hand: "Are you injured?"

"No injuries, just a little sleepy."

Xie Xisui stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips, comforting her.

"Then I'll take you back."

Lingxi's ending sound gradually fell, and the sword body appeared at her feet. When Lingxi was about to help her step up, Xie Xisui looked at her but felt a little helpless.

Lingxi opened his hands slightly to protect her carefully: "Master, is there something uncomfortable?"

Xie Xisui laughed softly, as if sighing: "What should I do, do I need to teach this too?"

"Ah?" Lingxi didn't understand what she meant.

"When I wake up, I want to listen to your homework, which is this time."

Before Lingxi had time to think about her words, Xie Xisui closed his eyes slightly, and fell down suddenly like losing strength.

Lingxi hastily pulled her back with both hands, almost a subconscious reaction, but when she came back to her senses, she was already hugging her tightly.

The person in his arms smiled faintly, but soon seemed to be really asleep, with even breathing and orderly ups and downs.

Lingxi couldn't utter the word "Master" that was stuck in his mouth, and was swallowed silently.

The person in her arms was lighter than Lingxi thought, when leaning against her arms, she tilted her head slightly, as if wanting to hide in the darkness.

Lingxi embraced her, walked as smoothly as possible, returned to the Fuping Palace, walked to the main hall, entered the inner room, put her lightly on the bed, and carefully covered her with a brocade quilt.

Then when he stood up and looked at her, Lingxi's fingertips still had her warmth.

Xie Xisui fell into a deep sleep without any sound.

Lingxi was worried about her, covered up the thin light from outside, and squatted beside her bed to guard her.

The line of sight is at the same level as her side face, and when she looks over, she can faintly see the light eyelashes like cicada wings hidden behind her ears and hair, and the line of her fair neck that changes slightly with her breathing, which makes Lingxi feel a little relieved.

There was no light inside, and it was bright and dark like a silent night, but it seemed to completely isolate them in a world that only belonged to them.

When Xie Xisui woke up, her eyes were dim, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she felt the burning gaze beside her.

Lingxi called her in a low voice: "Master?"

Xie Xisui hummed, and turned to look at her.

The bright light in Lingxi's eyes shone like the brightest starlight in the silent night, staring at her fixedly.

"Are there any discomforts?"

Xie Xisui shook his head.

"Would you like some water then?"

She still shook her head.

"Eat?"

Xie Xisui did not move, and looked at her quietly.

Lingxi paused, and his voice became softer: "Then do you still want to sleep?"

Xie Xisui looked at her for a while, and then said calmly: "You just squatting like this?"

Lingxi didn't speak, but blinked.

"How long have you been squatting?"

Lingxi thought for a while: "Let's take a while."

Xie Xisui asked again: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Three days and nights."

Xie Xisui stretched out his hand to her helplessly, Lingxi looked at her hand and then at her, the moment his palm turned to cover it, the sky shook for a while.

When she regained consciousness, Lingxi was already lying beside Xie Xisui.

As soon as the heat inside the brocade quilt touched Lingxi's skin, it spread uncontrollably along her blood.

"Three days and three nights," Xie Xisui looked at her with his head slightly propped up, "You don't want your legs anymore?"

"It's not that long." Lingxi paused, seeing her slightly moving brows, and explained again: "I'm just worried about you, are you really not hurt?"

Xie Xisui half-bent her lips and didn't answer her.

Xie Xisui's palm rested on her wrist, and the pad of her thumb gently rubbed against her blue veins, and then she slowly said: "I had a very long dream."

Lingxi looked at her and didn't speak.

Xie Xisui closed her eyelids slightly, Lingxi couldn't see her expression clearly, her voice was a little low, as if she was about to melt into the darkness, but in Lingxi's eyes she could distinguish a faint outline with a halo.

"I dreamed of the joy that flashed in your eyes when you first saw me."

"I dreamed that you and I were lying in the vast grassland, and I bowed my head to kiss your touch."

A ray of light suddenly flashed in Lingxi's eyes.

"I dreamed of the icy Gobi desert, and the arrowhead you blocked for me went deep into my viscera."

"I dreamed that after the rebellion was quelled, you and I stood on the high wall to see all the city's revolving lanterns, and all the flowers and moonlit nights in the capital."

Lingxi's fingertips were a little cold, and the temperature was passing rapidly, but his heart was beating violently as if awakened, and his body was trembling.

"I dreamed a lot, and at the end the scene changed." Xie Xisui paused, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "It was you who knelt there without moving for a long time after my soul dissipated."

"The wind was strong that day, the chaos and darkness, my soul dissipated, and the chaos and darkness also dissipated, but until the morning light shines on your face and caresses your wounds, you don't have half of it." Variety."

"With bloodshot eyes, numb and painful, his hands are so tightly clenched that they are about to shatter."

"Later, the picture was stopped, and I saw that you were alone, with memories, you found me and lost me in reincarnation, and finally stared at the fragments of your soul alone and lost your mind."

Lingxi looked at her and murmured to her: "God..."

Xie Xisui frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips smiled again: "Do you know why I engraved 'Consonance' for you?"

"Because there is a tacit understanding."

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