Zhuji Runyu - Fragrant Honey Colleagues

Bai Yu has a fun-loving personality, and if it wasn't for Zhu Ji's busy schedule, he could actually chat a little.He said goodbye to Zhuji, saying that he was going back to Yunmengze to prepare for the wedding ceremony.Zhuji couldn't tell her that there would be no such wedding, she only said that she was still a sinner, and time was tight, so there was no need to prepare anything, everything should be kept simple.

In fact, he has been to the heaven several times, although he has never met Zhu Jisu, but he has heard some rumors about her.When I saw myself today, I felt that the rumors were not credible. The woman in front of me was not so surly, she was obviously a soft-tempered girl.

Zhuji sent him to the Nantianmen, and he kindly broke the willow to see him off, and asked her to hold the willow branch, saying that it would be used in exchange for his betrothal gift five days later.

But she said that she had nothing of her own and had nothing to do as a dowry.Lifelong events are decided in just a few joking words.

It was getting dark when she returned to Qianyun Palace alone, she didn't need to hang night stars, so everything slowed down, and the tranquility or bustle of the heaven had nothing to do with it.

However, she thought to herself that in a few days, she would never see the vast starry sky, the vast land, and the colorful six worlds, and she would never see the only person she ever loved.Even an extremely open-minded person will become very attached to every flower and grass, every person and thing in front of him.

She measured it with her own feet, went to look at the place where she used to hang the night cloth star, and went to find the nightmare beast sleeping in the corner, its antlers were still so crystal clear and lovely.She took another look at the place she had worked tirelessly, and she could never finish reading the books in the Provincial Economic Pavilion.Then she sat down by the Xiangxing Pool, silently watching the moon set and the sun rise.

However, all the reluctance and obsession here are because of that person, but she dare not meet the person she most wants to see.

Zhuji didn't know that on the other side of the star pool, in the depths of the flowers, in the secluded winding path, Runyu also sat alone and thought.He held a cup to invite the moon, just because he couldn't invite the people he missed.

Humanity is: a glass of dirty wine is happy to meet, and a glass of dirty wine is full of joy.

The cup after cup he drank was called "Floating Life". How could a floating life be like a dream?This is the most intoxicating wine, but every mouthful is heartbroken.

Xu Shi was really drunk, this floating life wine created a dream for him.That's why there was a phantom like a dream in front of him, once again let the person he will never forget into his dream, it was long overdue, but arrived just in time.

"Pearls"

He whispered her name, strangely, in his long life of thousands of years, he may not have called her more than ten times.

But now, every moment of time, her name is being engraved, like a brand mark, and it has become an indelible name in his life.

It seemed that it was the thought, or the guidance of the nightmare beast, that brought Zhuji to the end of the winding path.Nightmare Beast also seemed to know that she had some unexplainable entanglements with Runyu, so it urged Zhuji to come here, and then he blinked at Zhuji as if he was very sensible, turned around and disappeared.

Drunk Runyu's Runyu was right in front of her eyes, sitting quietly on the ground.Surprised, Zhuji bent down to straighten the wine bottle that had fallen beside her, and called him a few times, but he didn't respond.

After hesitating for a while, she finally sat beside Runyu.He was very drunk, closed his eyes, and looked ignorant, which just gave Zhuji courage.

She rolled up her sleeves, lowered her head and wiped the wine stains on his body with her handkerchief.He was leaning on the stone bench, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were closed very quietly.

This is probably the last mercy of God, giving her a final chance to say goodbye.

Zhuji smiled shyly, and scratched the tip of his nose with a finger. This time, it was not just passing by, but a gentle touch, which made Runyu's brows tighten a little.

"What the hell are you going to tell me?"

Her voice was full of repressed anger and grievance, but even the accusation was light.

"Have you forgotten Jin Mi?"

She bit her lip, turned her face, looked up at the stars in the sky, tried to hold back her tears, and murmured

"Have you ever liked me?"

There was a long silence, only the night wind whistling.Zhuji wants an answer, but doesn't want it.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, then nodded fiercely, looked at Runyu's sleeping face, rejoiced, and said softly.

"It's a good thing you didn't, it's a good thing."

But Runyu frowned at this moment, and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the person in front of him blankly, and after a moment of daze, he seemed to smile with peace of mind.

He stretched out his hand and stroked her jade-like face. It was a touch in the void in a dream, but it had a long-lost warmth.

"You are still here, this dream is really good."

That familiar face, firm eyes.At this moment in the dream, he finally doesn't need to be depressed, he can bend a finger without any scruples, and use all his strength, but it turns into the most gentle, light like a cloud, like a light curl of a goose feather, extremely lingering. Gliding across the bridge of her straight nose.

"Fool, do you understand?"

Zhuji in the dream didn't speak, but Runyu smiled, pinched the tip of her nose, closed her eyes and lay back.

"In addition to friendship between life and death, there is also a promise between life and death."

Even in his dream, after saying all this, he felt relieved and fell asleep after layers of dreams.Naturally, he would not see her anger, her despair, and her grief after being tapped on the tip of her nose by him.

She looked at his deep sleeping face, and hugged herself in pain, crying silently with tears streaming down her face.

Just now I felt the mercy of God, but it turned out to be terrifying and cruel.

I don't want your promise of life and death...I don't want it!

She roared in her heart, screaming heart-piercingly, as if she wanted to use up the tears for the rest of her life at this moment, to annihilate all these injustices.

The one I love...

Originally, you didn't love me. When I sacrificed for you, I wanted you to remember me. For the rest of my life, never forget that there was a small me who appeared in your life briefly but sonorously.

But if you love me, I would rather you never remember me.

Zhuji wiped away her tears, the flood of tears would not bring any sympathy, and crying was nothing but condolences.

Now she has a lot of things to do, she can't, and she won't, let him spend the rest of his life with nothing but endless regret and nostalgia for comfort.

At the end of the long night, she kissed his forehead gently, and said in his ear.

"I see, thank you."

The author has something to say: I used to think that if I want to finish my life earlier than the person who loves me deeply, it would be extremely cruel to leave him alone. It is better to clean up everything about myself and let him remember nothing of forgetting.