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

His head was dizzy, blank, the only thing left was the feeling of his lips on his forehead just now, and the breath of him being so close at this moment.Hua Qiangu swallowed his words, at this moment her whole body was still encircled by those hands in Bai Zihua's arms, she didn't dare to move an inch, let alone look at him, she lowered her head, her face flushed with a blush, her watery eyes There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, but also a trace of surprise.

"Small bones."

Hearing a familiar voice from above her head, Hua Qiangu raised her head habitually to respond, but when she met those deep black pupils, she became obsessed and couldn't move away, as if she wanted to suck her in, making her willing to live forever. Sinking into it, unable to extricate itself.

Seeing her bewildered eyes, Bai Zihua couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart...she lost her mind again...and said again helplessly, "Xiao Gu."

This sound finally brought Hua Qiangu back to his senses, and he softly shouted: "Master..."

"Don't you have any questions for me?"

question?Yes, there are many. Since a long time ago, there have been many questions in my heart that I have never understood, many questions that I dare not know the truth, and many questions that I cannot ask. ...She didn't know how to ask, she didn't know where to start...

Just when her mind was about to be in a mess again, Hua Qiangu felt herself being pulled into her arms suddenly, her cheek was now pressed against his chest, and she could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat.

Bai Zihua rested his chin on her little head, tightened his arms around her, and took a deep breath.He always thought that she would ask him that question after she refused, but she never asked him, or even mentioned it, and after a long time, he began to feel uneasy.In fact, he also panicked and was afraid.In the past, he tried every means to get rid of her thoughts about him, and only wanted to maintain the relationship between them as a teacher and student, but now, he was afraid that she really got rid of all thoughts, and only wanted to be with her. He maintains a master-student relationship.During the 300 years when he lost all news of her, he only wanted her back, and he only wanted her to be by his side. .However, when she really came back and maintained the master-student relationship as in the past, the ruthless self in the past actually started to have desires, and even feared that she really didn't love herself anymore, really Desperate.It wasn't until she got drunk and found the inscription she left on the painting that his flustered heart was relieved.At the beginning, he thought about just waiting like this, waiting for her to ask, and then he answered, but at this moment, he suddenly didn't care whether she would ask, because he had already decided that no matter whether she would ask or not, he would put that late The answer to the question taught her that sometimes the answer doesn't exist just because of the question.

"Do you still remember the question you asked me in the East China Sea that year? You ask, do I still refuse to love you?"

Feeling the person in his arms visibly trembling, knowing that she had listened and remembered, Bai Zihua continued: "Before you waited for my answer, you had already made a choice for me and took me to accompany you." The right to die." His hands tightened again, and he lowered his head to lean on her head: "It's not because I don't want to love, it's because it's too important, so I can't love."

Hua Qiangu looked up at him, her eyes were already slightly red, and even her voice became trembling: "What about now?"

He took out one hand and gently helped her brush off the broken hair on her forehead, while the other hand still wrapped her around her vigorously. There was a bit of warmth on her face that was usually as cold as frost, and her deep and restrained eyes were still It was too dark to see to the bottom, and there was a tender smile blooming on the lips: "Love has penetrated into the bone, love has become infatuation..."

It doesn't matter if you admit that you love her, it doesn't matter if you tell her, he doesn't want to hide it for a long time, he still has lingering fears about the past experience, and at the same time let him understand how important she is to him, even if it disregards ethics and morals, it doesn't matter, he has never felt that This love is unbearable or shameful.In the past, my own obsession always forced me not to love him, because he was her master, he had no choice, he couldn't love, so I tied my heart, tied it in Changliu, and tied it in the Palace of Unrequited Love.But when the Sword of Mercy passed through her body, and she left behind the oracle of immortality, he knew that he was wrong. Without her, what's the point of everything?In the past, in fact, she never forced herself to make a choice, but he, he... forced her to make a choice time and time again, forcing her to despair time and time again.

'Love has penetrated into the bone, love has become obsession', the short eight words made Hua Qiangu's heart twitch for a moment, as if there was a warm current flowing through the small atrium in his heart.At that moment, something seemed to block her throat, and then big drops of tears flowed out of her eyes involuntarily and fell to her mouth. However, she tasted the sweet tears and smiled.

Feeling the wetness in front of his chest, Bai Zihua looked at the snow that was getting bigger and bigger outside the eaves, and said jokingly: "Xiaogu, if you cry again, this snow will cause natural disasters and man-made disasters in a short time."

Hua Qiangu's voice had a strong nasal sound: "I didn't cry." Then he rubbed on his clothes indiscriminately, as if trying to wipe away the tears on his face.

Bai Zihua didn't make a sound, but the smile on his face deepened.

A heavy snowfall made the whole town white, and the sun shining on the white snow was extremely dazzling.In the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, a floating cloud condensed by spells quickly moved across the sky, Hua Qiangu sat on it, looked at the white clouds floating beside her, and looked at Bai Zihua standing in front of her, suddenly took a deep breath : "Master, can Xiao Gu ask you a question?"

"Say."

"Master...was he bewitched just now?"

The master just now was too gentle, she didn't feel like a master, and she had a bold hypothesis in her heart: could it be a monster pretending to be...

The veins on Bai Zihua's forehead trembled, and he turned his head to look at her seriously: "Xiao Gu, where do you think I'll throw you down?"

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When the flowers fall back, whoever falls in the hand should have no regrets

The flowers are already blooming, whoever sees them with their eyes