It was still cold in Tianchi in February, and Feng couldn't help but shiver. The cold was from the bottom of his heart to the bone marrow, no matter how much clothes he could resist. The cold itself is not terrible, what is terrible is the tiredness and sorrow mixed in the cold. Everyone, including Feng, feels extremely tired. They need to rest, not just physically, but also looking for spiritual comfort. Shrinking his neck, Feng picked up the shovel and looked at the beautiful pair of Bi people in the tomb. He was reluctant to bulldoze.
Leng Yujie is still the big white fox cloak, the lake blue dress, Mr. Liang's accustomed white suit is dyed with a winter plum, the shirt collar is still upright, and even the hair is meticulous.
Is this the price of war? Is this the justice of the arena? What is the difference between who is lying in it? Feng didn't understand and didn't want to think about it, he was in a mess now, and he had never been sober from the moment when Mr. Liang died and Bi Yuewu died in love.
"Let them rest in peace." Jing Muyan also took a shovel and pushed down the first shovel first. In addition to the two classmates Biren, there were also suicide notes left by them. Feng didn't move anything in the empty Liang Mansion. He only took away the two suicide notes and left them in the most conspicuous place in the living room.
"My wife Yujie: I must be dead by the time you read this letter. And I can almost certainly die in the hands of Dai Junchoi. Apart from him, I don't know who can scare me, who can Defeat me, the king of the East.
Yes, I am a born king and the ruler of the east. In the eyes of people, I, the king of the east, is bound to win. It belongs to the myth of the east, but who could have expected that Dai Juncai actually has the heart of a saint, knowing that the emperor does not want a saint. I will never be able to guess his ideas, so it is most likely that I will fail. During the day, I have to pretend to be a self-confidence in front of everyone who is above everything else, because I am their king and a tool to help them overcome their fears. I must be strong and I must make them believe that I will not lose and will win. Easy. At night, I still have to fall asleep with confidence. The occasional weakness will make you uneasy and make you insomnia for me. I don't want you to worry, you should enjoy life carefree, you are my goddess and the whole of my life.
But I'm really not sure to defeat Dai Junchoi. He has the heart of a saint. He is the closed disciple of a generation of Qianxiong Li Wencai. He has inestimable potential. If it is lost in his hands, I don't feel wronged. He is a master and a respectable opponent.
I have left enough money in the Swiss bank, and the password is your birthday. Leaving this country, it is more than enough to buy an island with this money. I know you like a carefree life, but unfortunately I have no luck to spend the rest of my life with you. If you meet a man who is considerate and considerate, you must seize the opportunity to marry. Don't wrong yourself with the idea of keeping festivals. You must know that I am happy only if you are happy.
Without you in this life, I am afraid I would never know what happiness is. Power cannot bring me achievement and happiness, only you can do it. Knowing you is the greatest fortune in my life. It used to be, is now, and will still be in the future.
Please bury me in the place we know each other, remember, you said you want to take a bath there to show me. Don't be overly sad because of my death, death is a relief for me. It is absolutely wonderful and happy.
Yuan Kaiyong Jue.
A trip to Changbai Mountain can’t sleep one night"
"To Dai Junchou: It must be your younger brother who can read this letter. I have no doubt about it. No matter how strong Mr. Liang is, no matter how bad the situation is against you, it must be you who will survive. My brother.
From the day I became Bi Yuewu, I dreamed of being alone. Unfortunately, I didn't seem to have anything to do except open a dessert shop that everyone likes to gather information. Coming to the east was an adventure for me. I thought it should be a thrilling story, but unfortunately I took the wrong script and the Qiong Yao drama next door became the theme.
Mr. Liang is our common enemy, but I fell in love with him incorrigibly, perhaps at the first sight of him, is that love at first sight? I just think that only he can give me happiness in this world, but unfortunately I am not an ordinary woman. I am Bi Yuewu, I am an undercover agent.
The days of undercover are really too sad, not to say how difficult it is to deliver information, how difficult it is to complete the task, it really comes from the torment and condemnation from my heart that keeps me awake all night. By the pillow is my lover who loves me deeply, but I have been betraying him, sending every piece of information makes me feel that I have gone into hell, but I have to continue, I am Bi Yuewu.
Death is actually something I have been looking forward to, but I really can't let go of him. Falling in love with someone is enough to change all your thoughts, yes, the love of women is so crazy. In fact, rivers and lakes are not suitable for women. Women are not rational animals. They have complicated emotional nerves but it is difficult to make calm choices about love and career. The same is true for me. I chose a career but I don't want to abandon love. So I can only endure the torment in the fire of Satan, waiting for the arrival of the deadline.
The decisive battle between you and Mr. Liang must be the end of everything. I hope that is also my end. Although I very much hope to live a quiet life away from this country with Mr. Liang, it is a pity that I know you will not agree. You are On behalf of the king, you must consider it for the majority of people. Even I will never allow myself to influence your judgment.
When I leave this world with a smile, don't feel sad for me. At that time, I must be very relaxed and happy. Remember to bury me and Mr. Liang on the edge of Tianchi. I like it there.
In fact, the only thing I have been worried about is you, my brother. Feng is a melancholy and flimsy young man, but Dai Junchou has to carry the whole rivers and lakes. I can't see where your home is, but it must be the place where the flowers bloom.
Feng, remember to forget my sister.
On the eve of the decisive battle between Liang Jun and his younger brother, "Almost the same wishes, almost the same feelings, and almost the same trust. Feng suddenly felt that he owed too much to Bi Yuewu, but unfortunately he knew that he would continue to owe, and just as Bi Yuewu said in a letter, where is his destiny
"You are a respectable opponent, and I will always remember you." Dai Junchou left only one sentence, and a poem that was still wet.
Listening to flute in the downtown area is lonely
Jianghu Xingzhe Lu Yaoyao
The living cry and the dead laugh
Spring Festival Night at Huangquan Station
Tea needs to use Wangchuan water
Endless Enemy and Enmity Bridge
How melancholy on the Wangxiang stage
Po Meng makes soup
Add green leaves among flowers on the other side
The spirit of the three lives under the stone is around.