The painting of a thousand bones is full of love, no regrets when playing chess

A few old and almost moldy wooden boards at the window of the room blocked most of the light, and a few rays of sunlight hit the ground through the gaps in the boards, and fine dust was flying around in the air, floating wantonly under the few rays of sunlight .In the corner of the room, where the light cannot reach, the sound of iron chains clashing could be heard from time to time.

"嗞嘎------------"

The wooden door opened suddenly, and the light outside the room instantly drove away the original darkness here. However, the intruding visitor didn't seem to intend not to enter the house, but stood at the door, looking at the figure in the corner.

As if adapting to the light that suddenly broke into the room, the person in the corner moved her body, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat: "Don't you hate me? Why don't you just kill me."

"Kill you? It will only stain my hands."

"Your hands, haha!! Do you think your hands are clean?! Don't think I don't know what you did, your hands are not much cleaner than mine."

A ray of light quickly flashed across the room, and suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.

"Don't worry about things you are not qualified to care about!" He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled contemptuously: "Didn't you come to kill me, did you come to let me go?"

"Ni Mantian, this is the last chance I will give you. If you commit the same crime again, I will definitely make your life worse than death every day."

The iron chains that originally bound Ni Mantian were all broken in an instant, and the man's cold eyes stayed on Ni Mantian for a moment, then turned and left.The cold winter has arrived, and the cold wind whistled, blowing her skirt and her long hair, and there was no expression on her slightly pale face.

Not far in front of the plum blossom tree, the bright red on the branches seems to have brought a bit of life to this deserted courtyard. Under the tree, the woman in the red dress is standing against the tree trunk. Seeing the figure walking towards the hut, Leaving stepped towards the direction of that person, an anxious voice came out of her mouth: "Sister..."

He just glanced at her, but didn't stop, and didn't slow down his pace.

The woman in the red dress grabbed her arm with both hands, and pleaded in her tone: "Sister, stop practicing, your body will not be able to handle it!!"

"impossible."

His eyes were flushed, and his figure began to tremble and sob: "Do you really... really want to go on like this? Is this the only way?"

"Yes."

Leaving again, the woman in red didn't stop her, and she didn't keep up, she knew that she couldn't stop her, she even knew the reason of all this, she knew all the reasons, if it was her, Will she do the same for that person...? ...I don't know, maybe it will...or maybe it won't...The price is too high, she...I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it...

Palace of Unfeeling

Although the cold winter has come, the peach blossoms in the courtyard seem to be unaffected by the four seasons, and they are full of flowers all year round, which is a beautiful scene.

However, Hua Qiangu didn't have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery, she frowned slightly, her right hand kept touching the empty wrist of her left hand, and her eyes kept searching the ground for the bone whistle that she didn't know when she lost .I don't know when it was lost, where it was lost, let alone how it was lost. Master went down to the hall to discuss matters after breakfast in the morning, but she didn't realize that the bone whistle was missing when she was packing the tableware.The Palace of Unrepentant Love is not big, but it is not small either. It was already lunch time, but she still couldn't find it, which made her more and more anxious... If she really lost it, Sister Kill would be very angry.Where else? ...What to do...If you can't find it, tell Master to tell Sister Kill?Or go to the Hall of Seven Kills to find Sister Kill and surrender...

The more she thought about it, the more chaotic her mind became, Hua Qiangu finally shook her head, patted her cheeks with both hands, and forced herself not to think about what was there and what was not there, and it was better to find it by herself.

In the end, the sky really paid off, and finally found it, in the study, deleted it on the bench...

Hua Qiangu bent down and lay on the ground, stretched out her hand to hold the bone whistle that she had left in the study, put it in front of her mouth and blew a few breaths, then wiped off the dust on it with her sleeve, and wrinkled all morning. His brows finally stretched out, and a smile appeared on his face...Finally found...

Just about to get up from the ground, out of the corner of her eye, she found a corner of one of the cabinets in the study, a corner that she hardly noticed on weekdays. There was a wooden box that she was very familiar with. The wooden box of calligraphy and painting she had searched all over her room was the wooden box that had long since disappeared, but...how...how could it be in the study, the study...Master! ! !Master hid it? ! ! !

When she came out of the wilderness, she had sneaked into the Palace of Unrequited Love many times. She also knew that her precious calligraphy and paintings hidden under the bed had already been handed over to the master by her good apprentice You Ruo, but she didn't know where the calligraphy and paintings went.I just thought that during that period, when I was willful and wanted to destroy everything, these calligraphy and paintings were thrown away by the master long ago.

She took out the wooden box and put it on the desk lightly, and patted off the dust on it with light hands, but her hands trembled unconsciously. At this moment, she didn't even dare to breathe, so she opened it slowly, and the familiar calligraphy and paintings lay quietly on the wooden box. Inside the box, everything is as it was back then...

Picking up one and unfolding it gently, she froze for a moment, then picked up the others and unfolded them one by one, the table was slowly covered with her paintings, holding the last one tremblingly, with a dazed look on her face Slowly turning into a smiling face...

These paintings are still her paintings, but they are not the paintings of the past. All this is only because of the state of mind of the painter, which has been changed by the viewer.

In the upper right corner of each painting, there is an extra line of sentences, which is Bai Zihua's handwriting...

In that picture, she was kneeling on the ground, holding the palace bell he handed over in her hand. ...If time can be turned back, the call is never far away, lingering in my ears without going away...

In that one, she looked at him who was eating peach blossom soup with a smile on her face. ... The wind blows across the sky, I can't touch your fingertips and cheeks, only my thoughts collapse with the memory...

In that one, she was sitting beside him in the painting, her eyes were always looking at him playing the piano. ...... I say give up, but I can't break it after all, it is a deep-rooted attachment...

And what she is holding in her hand at this moment is the only painting in the wooden box that is not from her hand, but it is the only painting that only depicts her. In the painting, she is standing under the peach blossom tree, holding her hands behind her back, slightly Turning around and looking back, the smile on her face was like a blooming peach blossom. The smile was written on her face, overflowing with satisfied joy, and the corners of her mouth were raised into a beautiful arc. ...May the years wear away your scars and also enjoy the peach blossoms in this life with you...

I would like to enjoy the peach blossoms in this life with you...

This is the deepest love story she has ever heard...

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Like is a choice, love is only for you...