[System] Three Thousand Rainfalls in Douluo Continent

I hate it!

Ah!

Countless memories of hatred rushed into my mind.

The house that was burned in the fire, the servant girl who was brutally slaughtered, the mother who would rather die than submit, and went to accompany her father and committed suicide.

How selfish!She never thought about what would happen to herself after she died?

Maybe.

hehe!Think about it?That would be even more hateful. .

......

Han Zhuoyu clutched his head strenuously, the voice and memory in his head were about to tear him apart.

The last thing that appeared in his memory was a blue figure.

Under God's will, she fainted again.

......

When I woke up, I found myself in an ancient woman's boudoir.

Involuntarily looking around, the tables and chairs carved from high-quality sandalwood are meticulously engraved with different patterns, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's home circulates everywhere.

On the bamboo table near the window are several writing brushes, brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, which is even more scholarly.

He stretched out his hand and looked at it.

Can you move yourself?Could it be that he was attached to the woman in white?

The bamboo door was gently pushed open, and a man in blue appeared

Looking at the man, his handsome face carried a bit of resolute momentum.The surface is as sharp as a knife.The inner spirit is released.One is over 1.9 meters tall.Broad shoulders and broad back.A young man with an extremely well-proportioned body appeared in her vision.Wearing a blue dress looks so elegant and calm.Invisibly exuding the unique temperament of nobility in every gesture.

Even Han Zhuoyu's eyes flashed with astonishment, this person?who is it?

The man looked at him worriedly.

"Please don't torture yourself like this again, okay?"

Her body was out of control, Han Zhuoyu could only hear herself saying: "I am just a filthy person, I can't repay what adults do for me."

He turned Han Zhuoyu's face to himself: "You are not dirty, you are not dirty..."

"Is there a difference? Heh!" Still mocking, she glanced at him lightly.

The man paused. .He just sighed, his tone soft.

"You don't believe Han Zhuo's words, but what about Ah San's?"

Han Zhuo?Asan?what happened?Why is the name so similar to myself?

Han Zhuoyu couldn't help covering his forehead, what happened this time?

After a long time, it finally came out from the memory in my mind.

Han Zhuo, the son of a country's prime minister.A few years ago, he was hunted down.Until amnesia.Miss Tang Yu's kindness saved him.Name it Asan.

The scene in front of him began to distort unknowingly.

The scene begins to change.

The last scene is Tang Yu standing on the edge of a cliff with the man just now.

There are countless pursuers behind, swords and swords.Very appalling.

The man called Ah San gently turned his face to the side of the woman in white, and gently took those slender hands with well-defined joints.Wen Sheng said:

"Xiao Yu...are you afraid?"

"Nonsense." Although the tone was impatient, the eyes looking at the man were much gentler.

The pursuers behind have rushed to the front.

He couldn't help but look at that person, who was dressed in white clothes similar to her.It's not that an exiled immortal is better than an exiled immortal.

Junxiu's face was still expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes.After a while, he said slowly:

"Can you plead guilty?"

"I'm not guilty," she said.

"Can you plead guilty?" he repeated.

"I'm not guilty." Her arrogance made her unable to bow her head to admit this unnecessary crime.

"Come with me." The man looked at her and said.There was tenderness in the originally calm eyes.Lingering and stretching.

She couldn't help being dazed, how could it be possible?How could that man?

Concentrating in time, looking at the man in blue, with unspeakable love rolling in his eyes, he said:

"You said next life, will you recognize me?"

"Yes." The man answered without hesitation.

"Then my name will be Han Zhuoyu in the next life. You must find me!"

"Then I will be called Tang San in my next life..." Using her surname and her first name.

After you and I finished talking, the two looked at the bottomless cliff, held each other's hands, and jumped down without hesitation.

Tang Yu looked up to the sky with a long smile: "May I never be separated again from generation to generation."

The laughter echoed in the valley, so unclear.

Looking at the backs of the two people who didn't stop at all, the man in white finally couldn't help covering his face and sobbing softly:

"Even you, do you want to leave me?"

But no one answered, and the other people on the side had already been ordered by him to leave when the two jumped off the cliff.

"I'm going to find you."

"Well, I'll go find you." The man looked serious.

The space began to distort, and the white figure slowly disappeared on the edge of the cliff.

The author has something to say: Have you guessed who the man in white is?