The closer you get to him, the faster the pain will disappear. Actually, I didn't want this. Yu Che finally left my lips.
I pressed my lips tightly, and no more words, my brow furrowed deeply, he put his forehead against mine, and whispered softly: "Don't be so stupid in the future, Qingli, you can't die."
I smiled sorrowfully, with deep hatred in my eyes. I raised my eyes and looked at him and said, "Why can't I die? After all, you still want the power of Qingshang. I actually know that no one is stupid, you can use it. Don't think of me as a fool."
He smiled evilly, and his icy blue eyes suddenly appeared, I coughed slightly, and my body completely improved. I raised my eyebrows, my eyes were full of softness, but it was not for him.
In the blink of an eye, it entered the night. The night breeze struck, and I was in my clothes. I raised my head and forced the tears back into my eyes. From now on, I swear in my heart that I will never shed another tear in front of him.
I maintained a faint and reluctant smile, Yu Che raised his hand and swept across the fallen leaves on my shoulders, leaving a faint lingering fragrance. I took a deep breath and looked up at the top of the emerald green tree. Can't heal the scars inside.
I slowly stood up and said, "Do you have a way to let Atao meet her husband, can you help her?"
My voice is very calm, and the moon slowly rises from the treetops in the east, only a silver hook, slender eyebrows like a beautiful woman.
Yu Che's eyes were very cold. He backed his hands and said lightly at me: "Why do you want to help?"
My heart sank, and the twilight sky half filled with black ink, just like my empty state of mind at this time.
I said coldly: "I beg you."
But he didn't seem to hear my pleading, his eyes were staring at me without any brilliance, and there was a sudden pain in my heart. He said shallowly: "You are still too naive, there is so much suffering in this world, if you Everyone has to help with everything. You don’t have to live anymore. It's meaningless and a waste of time."
His voice was cold and cold, without a trace of emotion, I pondered slightly, and after a while, Fang slowly said to him: "Then you are talking about it, what is the difference between me and death now?"
He smiled, that smile was so bright and touching, any woman would be moved when she saw it, but my heart at the moment was sad and cold.
He curled his lips and said, "Do you really want to help them?"
I naturally nodded in a hurry, and he also said: "Okay, I can promise you, but this is the last time, promise me that I will never take care of other people's affairs in the future."
The joy in my eyes gradually showed, and I concentrated on thinking for a moment, and my voice was as heavy as a heavy rain, "It shouldn't be too late, let's go faster."
He took my hand, and the night in Nanfeng City was a bit cold, especially when the wind blew across the cheek, the sting was painful, just like when I was in the palace and the palace, at that time, he It's still a mirage, and I'm just an ordinary woman.
Suddenly a sentence came to my mind, wishing that the piano will be in the hands of the imperial court, and the years will be quiet.
But just such a simple little wish, I think, maybe it won't come true in this life.
I turned around slumped, startled the dust on the ground, followed the hem of my clothes, and then slowly fell again.
His hands are still cold, completely different from that person.
I don't know what's going on today, the faces of Emperor Mirage and Mu Chen are always appearing in my mind, and they clearly appear in my impression.
But I can't touch it, just like a shadow. He held my hand tightly, as if afraid that I would break free, I just laughed, gnashing my teeth and sneer.
He is thinking too much after all, and I have no desires and desires at the moment.
When she went to Atao’s house, she was standing by the window, and the wind blew in so straight. On the windowsill, peach blossoms were inserted diagonally, and the petals were blown and danced. Atao’s back was beautiful, and she was covered in orange. The colored gauze is close to the body, reflecting the dark night, there is an indescribable beauty.
And her husband held her shoulders at this moment, and watched the beautiful night with her.
"Husband, the son said that you are by my side, although I can't feel it, but you must be able to hear it, right?" Her voice was full of tenderness and honey, and her words were like a spring rain, with a hint of warmth falling in her ears. Occasion.
Her husband nodded lightly, Atao seemed to be able to hear, and smiled and said: "I don't know you have been with me, no wonder every time I fall asleep, it seems to be in your arms, that kind of familiarity a feeling of."
My heart began to cramp. The most painful thing in life is not life and death, but the fact that the other party is there, but I can’t see or touch.
I coughed twice. A Tao heard the sound and turned around quickly. She walked towards me with a smile, and said with a smile: "My son, you are here, sit down, I will give you tea."
My eyes were a little sad, and I waved at her and said, "No, I, my friend said that I promised to help you, but only tonight."
Her eyes were full of joy when they were neutral, but only a moment, she was covered with a layer of dead dust. I wondered why she had such a look in her eyes, and when she was about to ask more, she sighed softly: "One night, It’s too short."
Yu Che took two steps forward, stood in front of her and her husband, and said warmly: "It's just one night, it's up to you to see or not. I didn't want to help. If she didn't keep begging me, I would just follow. Gone.'
As soon as A Tao heard this, she immediately became anxious and said quickly: "No, no, don't get me wrong, son, I want to see him, even if it's only tonight, I want to see him."
I feel that seeing is more tormenting than not seeing. I once heard a story in which the heroine in the story was deeply poisoned. Within a few days, she became old and hair like white snow.
She hid from her lover and did not want to see each other again. Her lifespan was very short. One month later, she met a genius doctor. He said that he could restore her to her former appearance and see her lover in a very healthy form. , But only one day.
And the next day she would die too. The girl agreed to the genius doctor without hesitation. After taking the genius medicine, her appearance changed back to the previous appearance, and her hair returned to a black and beautiful state.
When the lover met her, he also knew that the girl only had one day of life left, and he accompanied her to many places, but the time was always short and ruthless. He was ultimately unable to save the girl’s life. She was there. Died that early morning.
Only the ending of the story, I don't know, but Atao and her husband at this time can not help but remind me of this story, which is beautiful and moving.
There is only the saddest emotion, which can be remembered by the world forever and will not be forgotten.
A Tao’s eyes were already red, and she approached Yu Che almost imploringly, “Sir, my husband has been guarding me for so many years. It must be very bitter. Although I have a little selfishness in my heart, I really hope that he can always be with me. By his side, what I don't want to see even more, is that he is fascinated."
I comforted her softly and said, "Don't worry, your husband will not be dissipated. He only has the wish of the world to be able to reincarnate with peace of mind.'
A Tao breathed a sigh of relief. I looked like Yu Che, and said, "There is not much time left. At most, her husband will leave this place until the early morning of tomorrow."
Yu Che nodded and looked at me helplessly: "I have told you this is the last time, do you remember it clearly?"
I nodded quickly and said, "Naturally."
He walked to the wicker chair by the table and sat down, smiled silently, and said to Atao: "Come here, stand in front of me, and you."
He first looked at what A Tao said, then looked at her husband, and the two of them stood still together with their feet in a tacit understanding.
I secretly sighed that these are husbands and wives, and they have a strong heart. No matter how long they get along with each other in life and death, ordinary people can't understand such a tacit understanding.
Yu Che's two hands lifted the hands of A Tao and her husband respectively, a blue light slowly appeared, and her husband's figure gradually appeared.
Suddenly, I felt very moved. A Tao's eyes were sideways, tears wetted her eyes, and then flowed down silently, and she threw herself into her husband's arms.
The long-lost smile finally appeared on the man's face. He hugged A Tao's body tightly and exhausted all his strength, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and blend her into one body.
Yu Che got up slowly, pulled me out of the house, and I closed the door for them.
With a long sigh, there was little candlelight inside, with a faint light, but it was so beautiful.
I was full of emotions, and suddenly a piano sound floated into my ears, it was a light and cheerful tune, and I followed the direction of the sound.
It was a small pavilion in the water. Several elegantly dressed young men happened to be sitting and drinking, while the elegantly dressed Qingji kept plucking the strings with his fingertips.
I walked over and gave a bow to the princes, and said, "Can you sit with you, brother?"
They were naturally welcome. A maid brought a chair for Yu Che and me. I sat down together, and a few cups of crystal clear sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed on the small table in front of me.
The scent of wine poured in, I took a deep sniff, raised my hand to hold it up, and respected the girl who played the piano, and then I bowed it all up.
The entrance was sweet and refreshing. I couldn't help but drank a few more glasses. The night darkened, and I became a little drunk, and my eyes gradually blurred. Yu Che seemed to pull me into his arms and murmured: "If you can't drink, drink less. Some, no one will fight with you."
I couldn't see his face clearly in the dim night. I raised my hand and shook it, but I couldn't touch him. In the end, this vague face became a mirage.
My grievances rushed to my heart in an instant. This is the third life. We were all together in the previous two lives. Even if we are different and hurt each other, in the first life, I owe you.
In the second life, you owe me, but now to this day, is the final outcome of the two of you and me irrelevant
My anger gradually came to my heart, I hit him in the chest with a punch, and said: "You go! I don't want to see you, I don't want to!" RS