The Acacia Commandment of Flower Thousand Bone

Chapter 150 Nine

In the night of Qinchuan, without the enchantment of Changliu Mountain, the moonlight is more exquisite, bright and beautiful.

Bai Zihua took the piano, sat in the courtyard and played one after another, Xiangsi listened quietly beside him, until the blurred figure in his mind was completely clear.

"Did I know you?"

She asked him blankly, many strange scenes and familiar pictures slowly floated through her mind, there were many people she didn't know but felt familiar for some reason, among them Bai Zihua appeared the most times.

"Changliu... Palace of Unrequited Love... Taoyuan... What are these places, why do I know them..."

Xiang Si pinched her forehead, her face was full of confusion, her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know why.

"If you feel uncomfortable, don't think about it."

Bai Zihua pressed down on the strings, not wanting to see her look uncomfortable.

"who are you?"

Xiang Si frowned and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Bai Zihua."

Bai Zihua answered her softly, staring at her with burning eyes, his dark eyes filled with tenderness.

"I did some bad things to you, and bad things, so that you get hurt and forget about me."

After more than 100 years, he finally had the opportunity to confess to her.For countless days and nights in the past, he had trouble sleeping and eating, and when he thought of her, his heart would be pierced. If it wasn't for Shen An's face, he would have cut himself off and followed her.

"Xiang'er, I can't extravagantly ask for your forgiveness, I just ask you to let me guard you by your side in the future."

"say no more……"

Xiangsi interrupted him suddenly, she didn't want to see his humble pleading, in her memory, he was a lofty and noble immortal, no one could make him bow his head.

"Tuanzi never lied to me, he said you were his father."

She bit her lower lip. In fact, when she saw Shen An for the first time, she knew she was her daughter, Shen Yu's elder sister or younger sister.

Shen Yu's appearance is very similar to Bai Zihua's, like... like a child she had been with for hundreds of years in a certain fairy mountain.

With the time spent with Bai Zihua in the past few days, the pictures in the dream and the memory fragments deep in her mind have merged together. She has remembered a lot about what happened more than 100 years ago, but she just can't believe it.

"Why are you obsessed?"

She couldn't help asking him, she really wanted to know how he, who cared so much for all the people in the world, was controlled by the inner demon and did those absurd and rebellious things.

"Someone once taught me that as much ability as a person has, he has to shoulder as much responsibility. You are the head of Changliu, the number one immortal in the six realms. Why did you fall into the devil's way and become an enemy of decentness instead? "

"Xiang'er..." Bai Zihua's voice was a little trembling, he stared in disbelief, his fingers gripping the guqin tightly, "Have you forgotten? About Zhu Xianzhu's nails...Hengshuang sword...and me What senior brother Mo Yan did to you..."

Xiang Si blinked a few times puzzled, "I don't even know what you said, what are they? And who is Mo Yan?"

"..."

Bai Zihua suddenly lost all words, his Xiang'er was so kind, he remembered the Palace of Unrequited Love for a long time... only he forgot how others and how he had hurt her.

Had he been obsessed with ghosts back then, how could he have attacked such a pure and kind-hearted her, and hurt her so badly that her body and soul flew away.

"puff!"

He couldn't help spit out a big mouthful of blood, and clutched his chest with his hands vigorously, trembling with heartache, as if countless knives were stabbing him, so painful that he couldn't even cry out.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing him vomit blood, Xiangsi was so worried that she quickly reached out to support him.

"..."

Bai Zihua grabbed her hand, stared at her intently, his thin lips were extremely white, making the blood on his lips even redder.

"You cry..."

A crystal teardrop slid down his cheek and dripped on Xiangsi's hand, scalding her flustered.

"Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, I apologize to you, please don't cry?"

Xiangsi subconsciously admits her mistake, but she doesn't know that this kind of her makes Bai Zihua's heartache even more unbearable, he is in a mess, and tears like a woman.

"Can I give you a hug?"

Bai Zihua forcefully squeezed these words out between his teeth, thinking, at this very moment, he really wanted to hug his poor Xiang'er, he had suffered so much, but he didn't have any resentment in his heart.

"Okay, as long as you don't cry."

Xiang Xiang didn't want to agree, and stood up and walked into his arms.

"Xiang'er...Xiang'er...my Xiang'er..."

Bai Zihua choked up and called her name, one after another, muttering for a long time, unwilling to let her go.

……

That night, the two talked with candles at night, and they didn't go to bed until dawn when they were extremely sleepy.

Bai Zihua blushed, mustered up the courage to embrace Xiangsi, and after a hundred years, the two slept together again.

Xiangsi couldn't even open his tired eyes, so he didn't care so much, curled up in the familiar embrace, and fell asleep peacefully.

There was a steady drizzle outside the house, and with the sound of "pattering" rain, for more than 100 years, Bai Zihua, who embraced Xiangsi, was finally able to fall asleep.

"Your honor..."

Suddenly, he seemed to hear her calling him.

"Ok?"

Bai Zihua caressed her thin back.

"Don't let me go even after dawn, okay?"

Xiangsi clutched the shirt on his chest tightly, and his thick eyelashes were wet by the mist.

"it is good."

He answered her in a deep voice, lowered his head, found her pink lips, and placed a lingering kiss on them.

……

The autumn rain brings the wind and the slight coolness. The two people in the house embrace each other intimately, and they will never feel cold again.

The luckiest thing in the world is that you still love me when I find out that I love you so much.

Long-term lovesickness, long-term love, never separated.

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