Meteor Killer

When Meng Xinghun woke up, it was already three days later.

He opened his eyes and saw his sister beside him.

She looked haggard, with a sallow complexion and blackness under her eyes.

He suddenly felt that such a scene was very familiar.

When he was very young, every time he got sick, every time he woke up, he could see his sister by his side.

Every time he saw his sister's blue eye circles, he knew that she hadn't closed her eyes for several nights.

He reached out to shake her hand.

"Xinghun, you're finally awake!" She jumped up, "Wait a minute, I'll make porridge for you."

He grabbed her hand and refused to let go.

"Star Soul..."

"Sister, I have something to tell you."

"I know what you're going to say, you don't need to say anything, I don't blame you." Gao Yuhan smiled faintly.

"Do not--"

He shook his head, propped himself up against the wall of the bed, and sat up solemnly.

"Sister, let's get married!"

The wind blows the veils hanging on the star tower, and the veils are rolled up and entangled with each other.

The vines on the bamboo fence are stiff, and the yellowish leaves are spasming in the wind.

It was quiet all around, without any sound.

Gao Yuhan heard his own breathing.

"elder sister……"

He saw her surprised face.

"Married?" She showed an expression of disbelief.

"Xinghun, what did you say?"

He said it again: "Sister, let's get married."

Meng Xinghun himself didn't know why he made such a request.

Gao Yuhan's answer was: "Xinghun, what are you kidding!"

He felt that he was indeed making trouble for no reason, and in the words of his sister, it was "inexplicable".

His elder sister is ten years older than him and is his master and elder.

My sister is the leader of the Blue Dragon Society and the leader of thousands of people.

But these are not important, what is important is that the two of them are already together.

And just like my sister said: "Isn't it good for us to be like this?"

Meng Xinghun couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt bad.

He faltered and hawed for a long time, but couldn't give a reason.

In the end, the two had a quarrel and broke up.

Ever since Ming Yuexin took him to that wedding, he felt something was wrong with him.

An inexplicable desire suddenly appeared in his heart, a restlessness dormant deep in his body.

After returning from the wedding that day, something unknown quietly planted in his heart.

Now he felt that it had begun to take root, bursting out of the ground, unstoppable.

Visions often appear in front of his eyes. He seems to see that he and his sister are wearing bright red wedding gowns, and a same bright red ribbon is connected to him at one end and to his sister at the other end.

He and his sister accepted the praise of everyone under the bright red candles.

There were all kinds of people, most of whom he didn't know.

He only knew Ming Yuexin, and he saw her smiling at him, a smile from the heart.

He laughed too, grinning sillyly all the time.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, he led his sister into the bridal chamber.

The elder sister was wearing a red kerchief, shyly stretched out her white and tender hands from the loose wedding dress, and pulled one end of the ribbon nervously.

He led his sister and walked past the crowd, his body was light and light, as if he was about to fly.

He raised his head triumphantly, and led his sister into the world of the two of them step by step.

Under the gaze of the world, he walked calmly and confidently.

He suddenly found that his hands, which were used to holding the Meteor Sword, became so gentle when they were pulling the red ribbon.

Because the other end of the ribbon is holding his dearest and favorite sister, and holding his happiness for the rest of his life.

He wants to bring his sister into the Wangxing Tower, and the Wangxing Tower where the love vows of the two of them are engraved is their warm wedding room with flowers and candles.

He didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to look at his sister behind him. He was afraid that if he hesitated, the happiness he had obtained would be wiped out.

So he could only keep walking, but he was getting slower and slower.

He wanted to walk faster, but the ribbon in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and it hurt his hand.

He walked with difficulty, and his whole body was staggering.

In the end, he could only hold his breath before he could barely control the balance of his body.

He didn't know why the sister behind him became so heavy, so heavy that it became so difficult for him to take a step forward.

The Wangxing Tower is right in front of you, and the brightly lit Wangxing Tower is dizzyingly beautiful in the night.

But he was exhausted, he couldn't walk, he couldn't even take a step forward.

It's really only a little bit, which is a little bit of unwillingness.

He let go in desperation, the ribbon slipped through his tiger's mouth like liquid, but ruthlessly wiped out a dark red mark.

Happiness just slipped away from his palm, so softly, there was actually a crisp|itchy feeling.

The palm was hollow, hiding a void that couldn't be filled.

He turned his head and found that there was no one behind him, and his sister in the bright red dress was gone.

All the people disappeared, no more clapping, no more saluting.

The surrounding area was empty and there was no sound.

He knelt on the ground in despair, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead fell to the ground drop by drop.

He knew that in this life, he would not be able to bring happiness into the Wangxing Tower.

Sunlight--

The Star Tower will never be illuminated.

Qingshui Lake.

She rolled up her onyx-sleeved silk dress, scooped up the cool lake water with her hand, and washed the dust off her face.

After several days of running around, she was a little haggard, but her beauty remained undiminished.

Song Lin tied a tall horse to a tree, and then patted the horse's back affectionately.

"Thank you." He smiled.

"Brother Mu, how long will it take for us to reach Chang'an," Yu Yao asked looking up.

He raised his eyes and looked ahead and said, "Hurry up, we've already passed three towns, go straight on this road, turn over that mountain, and go through two villages, we should be there."

"But..." He showed embarrassment, "But I'm afraid I can't find a suitable place to stay tonight."

He looked up at the sky, and it was getting dark.

"Yu Yao, let's go, it seems to be raining."

The two got on their horses, and it didn't take long, the sky was dark, and a heavy rain came pouring down.

The road was muddy in the rain, and the horse was not running very fast. Both of them were completely wet.

"Yu Yao, look ahead..." Song Lin hugged her and suddenly said.

I saw something vaguely standing in the rain not far away.

"It's the house, we're saved..." Yu Yao's voice was a little vague, and she couldn't hear it clearly in the rain.

The two were ecstatic, rode their horses and whipped wildly, and rushed to the front of the house immediately.

He tied the horse under the eaves and entered the dilapidated log cabin.

It wasn't that they didn't knock on the door in a panic, but that there was no door in this house.

This is a long-abandoned house.

Song Lin managed to light a fire with some moldy hay in the house, and the fire shone brightly, illuminating his handsome face.

"Yu Yao, come here," he beckoned her to sit by the fire, "take off your clothes and dry them, or you'll catch a cold."

Yu Yao lowered her head shyly, she bit her lip and kept silent.

Along the way, apart from sitting on the same horse and inevitably having some physical contact, he never exceeded the etiquette and did anything wrong with her.

And now this situation...

He was also a little embarrassed, but then he stood up, walked to the other side of the room, and turned his back.

"Take it off, dry your clothes and put them on again, then call me."

Looking at his familiar back, Yu Yao hesitated to unbutton her clothes.

It was still raining loudly outside the house, and occasionally a thunder could be heard.

Song Lin stood by the wall alone, shivering from the cold.

He closed his eyes, only to feel his heart fluttering like a numbness, and the faint fragrance from Yu Yao's body seemed to be vaguely coming from him.

"Brother Mu..." It was Yu Yao's soft voice.

He turned around and saw her close at hand, her clothes were almost dry, but there was still some rain and dew on her hair, which flowed to her neck, and slowly flowed to the private place inside the clothes.

He felt very uncomfortable and hurriedly turned his face away.

Such Yuyao seems to be able to awaken the evil demon in his heart.

He was so strong that he could bear it, took off his coat, and sat down by the fire.

The fire is indeterminate, just like his heart, jumping alone.

He didn't dare to look at her, for fear that he was not good enough and would sink into the mud in a panic.

But Yuyao she...

She stretched out a pair of soft arms from behind and wrapped them around his waist.

Her body was trembling like fallen leaves in the wind.

She said softly: "I'm cold..."

He closed his eyes, but it was useless, she was his demon in the end, a temptation he couldn't escape.

He took a breath, turned around and hugged her, she was in his arms, soft as a lamb.

Suddenly, there was a burst of white light in the room, and Yu Yao's delicate face was turned pale by the lightning.

He saw that her eyes were as gentle as water, with waves flowing.

He didn't want to wait any longer, and slowly unbuttoned her clothes, and she closed her eyes shyly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain dust occasionally brought in by the night wind extinguished the flames outside.

A few sporadic flames are still struggling.

He couldn't care less.

Yu Yao half opened her starry eyes, and saw the man in front of her take off the belt around her waist.

She blushed, and quickly closed her eyes, but vaguely, she felt her heart tremble, as if remembering something.Her eyes widened, and her body gradually stiffened.

"No, don't, you can't..." She suddenly woke up, trying to push him away with all her strength, but she was about to die.

Naturally, he wouldn't give her a chance, he only said that girls want to refuse but still welcome, half-pushing and half-accepting, but they are also charming.

She couldn't break free and was at his mercy. She only hated herself for being trapped in a cocoon, how could she escape at this moment.

She closed her eyes, endured the pain, and a tear slid down her cheek.

There was a thunderclap, as if the sky was falling apart, and the dilapidated wooden house trembled in the wind.

Yu Yao's futile cry was drowned in the vast and desolate night rain.