Being tortured by the disease for more than a month is too much for anyone, let alone Su Jinzhi, who has always been afraid of pain and death. So when he woke up, he was a little dazed, and every day he would just sit in the Peony Pavilion and stare at the pots of Wei Zi in a daze.
"Master Host~" Number Zero called him in a low voice.
Su Jinzhi replied feebly: "Ling Ling, what are you going to do?"
"Play mahjong~" Number Zero continued to call him in a low voice like a thief.
Su Jinzhi straightened up instantly: "Play mahjong?!"
No. 1 said coldly: "Two are short of one, should we fight?"
Hearing the words, Su Jinzhi went back sluggish again, waved his hands and said, "Two are missing one, are you kidding me? What kind of mahjong are the three of you playing? If you don't play, don't play."
No. 1 snorted and said disdainfully: "We can let the host play two decks of cards, and if he wins one deck, the host wins."
Number Zero also persuaded Su Jinzhi aggrievedly: "Brother Number One is very powerful... Would you like to come and try two rounds, Master Host?"
Can he play two decks of cards by himself
Su Jinzhi only hesitated for two seconds before joining the mahjong table where number one and number zero were missing one. Anyway, he could play two decks of cards, so how could he lose? As a result, this beating made Su Jinzhi so angry that he wanted to pull out No. 0 and beat him up—
"Number zero! Don't shoot the guns for number one! How about you two playing love cards? I'm playing a bird?"
"Wow... Master Host, I didn't mean to..."
"Hehe, Invincible is really lonely."
But no matter how badly Su Jinzhi lost, what Qiu Yi and Xi Le saw was the young man's increasingly rosy face, completely unaware that it was because of being angry. But after playing like this for a few days, Su Jinzhi suddenly seemed to have something wrong—he had an accident in the last world, it seemed that it was after playing mahjong.
And this ominous thought soon came true.
When Xi Le told Su Jin the news of Feng Jiuli's death in battle, crying, he was stunned.
"How is it possible...how could General Feng die?" Su Jinzhi laughed twice, and before Xi Le entered the door, No. 0 excitedly told him that Feng Jiuli's recovery of memory and Jun Changle's progress was full. Not to mention that he had reported No. 0, but in terms of Feng Jiuli's identity, he is the god of war in Chongluo, and he repelled Beiyou from the border time and time again. How could he die on the battlefield
Xi Le knelt in front of him, weeping uncontrollably: "It's true... Young Master... the arrow in General Feng's shot, there was poison on the arrow..."
"You lied to me." Su Jinzhi was very calm, Feng Jiuli was not dead at all, "Miraculous doctor Yun is his third senior brother, I heard that he also went to fight with him—"
Before Su Jinzhi finished speaking, No. 1 suddenly said, "Feng Jiuli is dead."
Su Jinyi was stunned: "But didn't Number Zero just say..."
Number one said: "You know he's not dead, but Jun Changle doesn't know."
Su Jinzhi was stunned.
That's right, he did know that Feng Jiuli could not die through Number Zero, but it was impossible for Jun Changle who heard the news to know.
Su Jinzhi pursed his lips, his whole body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, his heart shrank into a ball, almost suffocating in pain, he turned his head and looked at Wei Zi, who had been carefully cared for by him for a long time, among the lush green leaves, there was a flower The pink-purple buds bloomed quietly at some point—the flowers bloomed, but the person did not come back.
And Jun Changle's progress is full, is it because Feng Jiuli finally changed back to Jiang Lishan and remembered him, or because he can finally let go of everything and don't have to wait for that person anymore
But if waiting was really so painful and not worth it, why did he keep waiting
There was a loud bang suddenly outside the building. A few dark clouds floated in the originally clear sky, and soon they gathered into one piece. The pouring rain came pouring down. Si was drawn to the cheek by the wind, the force was not heavy but it hurt.
Xi Le looked at half of her young master's face hidden in the darkness, and sobbed, "Young master..."
"Go out and leave me alone." Su Jinzhi's voice was very calm, not even as intense as the deafening crackling rain downstairs, but he couldn't help crying even more when he heard the joy.
"My lord, you must take care of your health..." Xi Le did not dare to disobey his words, and could only repeat what the general told them before he left.
Su Jinzhi replied lightly, "Yes."
No. 1 looked at the tears winding down Su Jinzhi's cheeks in a line, and asked him after a moment of silence, "Are you sad?"
Su Jinzhi remained silent.
Number one continued: "What's so sad about you? You've done a good job in this world, and now you're only one step away. I've prepared all the poisoned wine for you. After drinking this glass of wine, the progress of the third prince Yanhui will be completed." The value should be full."
Su Jinzhi finally spoke when he heard the words, he broke down in tears and said, "I'm only 20 years old..."
Number one: "..."
"I want to quit gambling." Su Jinzhi wiped his tears, "I will never play mahjong again..."
"... that's fine." Number One interrupted him impatiently, "The next world is not a punishment world, so you can enjoy it. If you have any demands, please bring them up to Number Zero."
Number Zero also clapped his hands to encourage him: "Master Host, this world mission has been completed very well~ What kind of identity do you want in the next world? Number Zero will do its best to satisfy you!"
"I want to be an ancestor, and everyone will give me their favor." Su Jinzhi thought about it seriously for a while, then added in a low voice, "I also need to have sex..."
Zero immediately replied: "Okay, no problem! The host can die in peace!"
Su Jinzhi nodded, looked up at the low table.
The wine glass on the table is as shiny as jade, and the sake in the glass is strong and fragrant, like a peerless wine that can be drunk for a long time after a sip.
"Wait." No. 1 suddenly stopped him.
Su Jinzhi was shocked: "I don't have to die?"
"No." No. 1 reminded him, "You haven't explained your funeral yet."
That's right, Qiu Yi's progress value is not full yet.
Su Jinzhi remembered Qiu Yi who he had forgotten for a long time, and quickly called someone in.
Qiu Yi's appearance hasn't changed much over the years, he is still as handsome as ever, if there is any difference, it should be that he is finally willing to take off his bleak clothes and put on clothes embroidered with begonias.
"These crabapple flowers are so beautiful." Su Jinzhi looked at the delicate embroidery on his clothes and praised.
Qiu Yi knelt down in front of him, was silent for a while after hearing what he said, and then asked, "Are you leaving too?"
"Like Lifeng?" Then he added.
Su Jinzhi said: "It's not all right, I'm afraid that if I leave, he won't be able to find me when he comes back."
Qiu Yi smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, he shook his head and said, "You all want to leave."
Su Jinzhi asked him, "Don't you want to go?"
Qiu Yi has saved enough ransom money for a long time, but he has not left, and Su Jinzhi doesn't know why.
"I thought about it once." Qiu Yi said, "I didn't think about it later, probably because I didn't know where to go."
The heavy rain outside the house stopped for a while, and the momentum gradually weakened. Qiu Yi took the teapot and poured two cups of tea, and gently pushed it in front of Su Jinzhi.
"I was very desperate when I first received customers. I couldn't believe that I had such a miserable day. At that time, I really felt that life would be better than death." He took a sip of tea and looked at the rain outside the window, "But then You came."
Su Jinzhi looked up at him.
Qiu Yi met his gaze and smiled again: "You made me feel that it's not that difficult to live. Now that I think about it, the days when I didn't enter the building are more like a big dream for me. After waking up from the dream, That's the truth."
Su Jinzhi put down his teacup, and said in a heavy tone, "Actually, I—" cheated by the system.
Qiu Yi interrupted him: "I know."
Su Jinzhi was dumbfounded: "You know—" I have a system to cheat
Qiu Yi grabbed his hand: "Is General Feng the one you've been waiting for?"
"Well... so you know."
"When you first came to the building, I was actually the one who took care of you." Qiu Yi leaned back, "Li Feng was afraid that you would not get used to the life in the building, so he specially asked me to enlighten you, but every time When you wake up, I will sneak away."
"Why?" Su Jinzhi asked him.
Qiu Yi laughed at himself: "Probably because I didn't want to live at that time, and I was afraid that you would become desperate because of my influence."
The rain outside the building became lighter. Su Jinzhi quietly listened to Qiu Yi's words, and some of the incomplete memories in his mind were finally filled. In the previous life, Qiu Yi always wanted to die. After he and Jun Changle became friends, this idea also It never changed, that's why Li Feng blamed himself so much after he died that night.
But the last words left by such a desperate person to Jun Changle were "live well".
- You have someone to wait for, so you have to live well.
But now he has no one to wait for, that's why Jun Changle longs for relief.
"Qiu Yi." Su Jinzhi called him, "Have you been to Chongluo?"
Qiu Yi raised his head and looked at him: "No."
Su Jinzhi smiled and said: "Chongluo is very beautiful, with the setting sun in the desert, famous mountains and rivers, and blue sea and silver sand. When spring comes, the peach blossoms will bloom all the way... Those scenery are beautiful. You must live well and see them all. .”
"What about you?" Qiu Yi's Adam's apple moved up and down, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Have you seen it?"
"I've seen it."
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes lightly: "They are beautiful, but the peach blossoms in Yecheng are also good. This year's peach blossoms are very prosperous. I want to see them again."
Qiu Yi lowered his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "Yes... I also think it is beautiful."
"Ding—! Congratulations to the host for successfully saving Zhi's target Qiu Yi."
Su Jinzhi opened his eyes and smiled at Qiu Yi: "Before I leave, let me eat the reunion duck made by Xiyue again."
"Okay, I'll go and talk to him." Qiu Yi wiped his tears and got up from the bamboo mat.
After Qiu Yi left, Su Jinzhi picked up the glass of poisonous wine on the table that only he could see, looked at the swaying transparent liquid in the glass and asked, "Number One, you said that day on the tower that I would see him again, goodbye Who is it?"
Is it Feng Jiuli, or someone else with that face
No. 1 was silent, Su Jinzhi waited for a while, and drank the clear liquid in the cup when he couldn't wait for its answer. His eyes brushed past the pale pink Wei Zi, and looked at the rain falling outside the terrace. The colorful peach blossoms all over the place.
Those peach blossoms are extremely gorgeous and beautiful, just like the most sincere feelings, blooming in the best season of the year.
Su Jinzhi slowly closed his eyes and took his last breath.
The young man who was dressed in purple again lay down on the light blue bamboo mat, his long black hair was scattered behind his head, with a hint of bright red at the corners of his lips, he was as quiet as if he was asleep.
Number one looked at him and sighed softly: "One day, you will remember him."
Think of that person you forgot.
Think of the self you have forgotten.
Feng Jiuli woke up suddenly from the darkness, and the moment he opened his eyes and saw the roof of the tent, he got up suddenly, even if the arrow wound on his shoulder was pulled, he wanted to go to the ground regardless.
Seeing him like this, a tall man in green clothes in the account hurriedly stepped to the side of the bed and pressed him down, frowning and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, what are you doing? Are you going to run to the ground before your injury heals? Do you think your life is too long? I'm not talking about you, what's going on with you this time? How—"
Feng Jiuli let out a "hiss", raised his hand to press the injured shoulder, and scanned the tent, his forehead suddenly jumped up when he didn't see Yun Mengchen's figure. He took two deep breaths and tried his best to press down. Feeling uneasy in his heart, he asked the man in Tsing Yi: "Senior Brother, how is the battle going now? Where is Third Senior Brother, why don't you see him?"
"What else? As soon as the news of your fake death was released, those idiots in Beiyou fell into our trap. I'm afraid they have gone back to their hometown to drink milk now?" The man in Tsing Yi snorted, "Don't mention your third senior brother! Master It almost drove him to death, after leaving the valley, it is not shameful to stay in the building where the flowers of Zhuhua Kingdom have no flowers for three years. After finally coming to the army to train, after knowing the news of your fake death, I can’t wait to go back Zhu Huaguo ran away, and kept saying that it was too late, what could be too late? Don't learn from your third senior brother... "
Feng Jiuli watched his lips open and close, but couldn't understand the rest of the words. He gasped twice, opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "Who told you to say that I faked my death?!"
The man in Tsing Yi was taken aback by his yelling, and said puzzledly: "This is just a strategy. Didn't you also say that this method is feasible when you marched and fought?"
Feng Jiuli closed his eyes, let out a low growl from the bed, turned over and got out of the bed, dressed indiscriminately, the wound was torn open by him, blood stained on the white gauze, and he didn't stop moving, staggering towards the outside of the tent, running He went to the stable and took Wuyun Gaixue and left in a hurry.
Tsing Yi was stunned by his surprise, it took him a while to catch up and called him from a distance: "Seventh Junior Brother—Where are you going?!"
Feng Jiuli clenched his teeth, and said two words in a deep voice: "Zhu Hua!"
Why is he, like Yun Mengchen, running to Zhuhua as soon as he wakes up
The man in Tsing Yi was completely overwhelmed by him, and quickly asked someone to follow him, fearing that something might happen to him on the way.
Feng Jiuli clenched the reins tightly, his eyes were red, he wished that Wuyun Gaixue would grow another eight legs and fly faster - Wei Zi was about to fly, but he hadn't returned yet.
Once again he broke his promise.
Feng Jiuli panted heavily, feeling that his whole heart was in severe pain as if it was going to burst in the next moment, the pain made his whole body tremble, he covered his chest, coughed up a mouthful of red blood, and laughed Weeping.
"Jin Zhi... Jin Zhi... you must wait for me..."
He finally remembered everything that had been forgotten ten years ago, and the old scene came back to his mind, as if what happened yesterday was clear, and it was vivid in his memory. Finally, it was frozen on the Mid-Autumn Bridge, and the young man looked softly at what he saw.
- When the flowers bloom, I will come back.
— If you don't come back, I won't wait for you anymore.
"Ahhh!" Feng Jiuli roared vigorously, his fingernails embedded in the flesh of his palm, the more he went to Zhuhua, the more intense the spring was, but Feng Jiuli felt that he was still staying in Zhuhua's place. In the snow that has never happened in ten years, he was tightly wrapped in the biting cold snow.
But in reality, the white snow has melted, and the peach blossoms of Ye City once again cover the entire long street, with colorful fallen flowers and a strong fragrance.
Pots of pink, purple and fragrant Wei Zi were placed on the cart rack of a flower vendor on the street. Feng Jiuli stopped in a daze, and finally lost his balance. He fell to the ground, looked up at the clear blue sky and laughed out loud, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
Wei Zi opened it.
His brocade will not wait for him any longer.
Peach blossoms all over the street that prospered into a hazy scene fell past his eyes, rubbing against the ends of his hair and falling down.
In a daze, Feng Jiuli suddenly thought of what his mother said to him when he and Jun Changle first fell in love.
The feelings between the teenagers are strong and ambiguous. No matter how carefully the love between them is concealed, even if the gap is as narrow as the eye of a needle, it will be revealed repeatedly, and it cannot escape the eyes of the mother who is good at reading people's hearts.
After she knew everything, her expression was also light, and she said in an extremely calm tone: "When you fall in love with someone completely, everything in your life is beyond your control. You can't control his feelings for you, and you can't control things in the world Baitai, after this, all chances will turn into mistakes, if you take a wrong step, you will make a wrong step, and it will be difficult to turn back in this life."
When the Jiang family was still in prosperity, she had already seen the signs that the Jiang family was about to lose.
The Jiang family is the queen of the generals, holding the power of a heavy army, and his achievements are so high that he can be invincible.
So when she knew that he and Jun Changle had made a private decision for life, she disagreed, not because of the common customs, but because of the unpredictable world.
But he was young at that time, and he didn't know the bitterness when he tasted sweetness every day.
Thinking that all the mistakes in this world are uncertain numbers that can be turned back.
But he was wrong, very wrong.
For example, if you make a wrong move in a game of chess, even if there are endless pieces in your hand, the more you play, the more mistakes you will make, and in the end you will only lose the whole game.
Feng Jiuli was walking on the Peach Blossom Street in a daze, and the falling pink peach blossoms fell from his side. They were obviously full of beauty, but he only looked at the gray eyes, as if he would never see any more in this life. Brilliant blooms—withered and dead everywhere.
In this extremely lively and prosperous place, there are endless songs and laughter. Feng Jiuli looked at the pedestrians passing by him holding hands, and seemed to see the beautiful purple-clothed boy standing in front of him back then. Appearance - like silk like satin, beautiful brocade.
"There are all kinds of misery in the world, and the worst is dying in a foreign country." He stood in front of the iron bars in the prison, his brown eyes were as clear as a mirror, and it seemed that all the love and affection in his life had been deposited inside, "I can't save you The Jiang family, but I must rescue you."
Feng Jiuli raised his head with a dazed smile, looking through the peach blossom branches, looking at the boundless sky.
—The farthest road in the world is the way back home. Because once a person dies, the grievances and grievances of the previous life will pass away with him. Even if the local accent and scenery are close to the ears and vivid in the eyes, it is difficult to outline the way home. No one can remember the way home.
The most tragic thing that the young man felt before his death actually happened to him.
Why are you so stupid to stay where you are and refuse to go home? Are you afraid that I won't find you when I come back
"Don't be afraid, so what if you die in a foreign land?" He lowered his head, looked at the beautiful pink peach petals under his feet and smiled lowly, "I will remember the way home for you, no matter how far it is, I will walk back with you .”
after january.
In Beiyou Emperor's Palace, Yan Hui, who had already enthroned as emperor, passed by the imperial garden. When he caught a glimpse of an extremely bright pink and purple peony from the corner of his eye, he suddenly stopped and looked at it for a while, and asked Fu Le, his valet, "Wei Zikai?" gone?"
Fuller respectfully replied: "Yes, Your Majesty, it has been open for more than a month."
"The ancient poems say, 'One year's spring is ruined, and then look for Yao, Huang, Wei and Zi'." Yan Hui was silent for a while, and said: "This kind of peony is gorgeous and vulgar, but the flowering period is quite long."
The Fule who served him was his confidant, and when he heard Yan Hui say this, he smiled and said: "Not all peonies are like this. Your Majesty does not know that there is a kind of peony called Kunshan Yeguang. The flowering period is not too long, but it is cold-resistant Drought, not delicate at all, if it is filled in the night, it will be pure and bright, as white as the moon."
"I know." Yan Hui listened to him, and then spoke in an inaudible voice, as if afraid that someone would overhear the words, "I've seen it before."
He approached the branch of Wei Zi, stretched out his fingers to cut off the flower stem, closed the big pink and purple flower in his palm, and suddenly turned his head to look at Fule: "Fule, the world says opera actors are ruthless. Is there really an actor who is not ruthless?"
Fuller was taken aback when he heard the words, although he didn't know why His Majesty asked him such a question, but after thinking for a while, he carefully said: "...There must be."
Yan Hui waved his hand: "You just say it's okay."
"Didn't Hua Wuyan, the number one beauty in Zhuhua Kingdom, die in love with Feng Jiuli?" Fule bent down and said carefully, after all, what he wanted to mention was the general of the enemy country, "But I didn't expect that It was Chongluo's plan to feign death, but what the servant couldn't figure out was that Feng Jiuli was also obsessed with that prostitute, and after running back to Zhuhua overnight, he turned white all night. Holding Hua Wuyan's body, she died in the river on the river."
"I remember that the river flows towards Chongluo." Yan Hui looked at Wei Zi who cut off the branch, his fingers tightened and then loosened, "He said he was from Chongluo..."
Fuller didn't hear what he said clearly, and asked again: "Your Majesty?"
"Remove this Wei Zi plant and plant it in my palace." Yan Hui pinched the Wei Zi branch in the palm of his hand, took a deep breath and walked forward with his hands behind his back. The bright spring flowers didn't take a moment to appreciate them.
This kind of beautiful and fragrant flower monopolizes the time when it blooms.
It was very similar to the night when he saw him, just one night, he spent his entire life in love.
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