October is the season when frost-resistant flowers bloom most prosperously. If you look at the green water embankment, you will see a stretch of white as snow for ten miles. Occasionally, there will be a few branches as red as brocade, which is eye-catching.
"In previous years, you would leave when the frost-resistant flowers bloom. This year, I'm probably dragging you down." A few coughs startled a tree of birds and swallows. The weather was not too cold, but a thick sable shawl was covered over the violet gown.
Even so, the cold air in his lungs continued to surge up, causing the woman in purple to cough non-stop.
Zixiu had not been out and about for a long time, and Zixiu felt that she was about to become the dead branches and leaves that had rotted away and withered. She wondered if she would be able to see the snow falling in the vast sky and the frost falling silently this year.
"I used to leave to go to the mountains to find the cleanest flower petals to make wine, but this year... or in the future, there is no need for it."
"That said, I remembered it." She lowered her head and smiled lightly, raising her finger to point in the direction of the seven-story Zhuge Pavilion. The woman in pansy smiled with a graceful smile, "At first, I was still wondering who placed the fine wine in front of my house every winter.
, that aromatic aroma often attracted the owner of the pavilion to come here in search of the fragrance. Later, I accidentally discovered the empty wine jars in your room and found out that you are also a master of wine making."
It's hard for her to remember. Hua Yu was not overjoyed because of this. She held her purple sleeves and walked to the curved arch bridge to rest for a while: "Rejecting Frost Flower clears away heat and detoxifies, and the wine is fragrant. When I see you, I always drink some strong wine with the master of the pavilion. I
I think maybe brewing something lighter would be more to your liking."
The smile was still light and she said no more words. Yu Huayu and Zixiu were always silent in response.
He hid it so well that it wasn't until she was terminally ill that she realized that the man who was always silently giving behind his back actually had such thoughts. However, it was too late.
"By the way, I brought you out to see something." Suddenly remembering that she had something else to do, Hua Yu held up her purple sleeves and walked across the arch bridge until she reached the sea of flowers on the other side. "I've been looking for a long time, but I found it a few days ago.
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Looking in the direction of the finger, a pink frost-resistant flower was in full bloom, with half of its petals curled in white.
"Drunk Hibiscus?" Surprise overflowed the pale and sick face, and actually dyed Yongrong's cheeks a little pink. This drunken hibiscus is the most precious and rare kind of frost-resistant flowers. It is white in the morning, turns to peach pink at noon, and
In the evening, it is as deep red as vermilion.
"It's not a waste of time to see such a hard-to-find flower."
She loves flowers, especially frost-resistant flowers that are proud of the cold but not arrogant.
This drunken hibiscus was not born here, but he asked someone to transplant it from the distant Chang'an. It is not expensive, but it only blooms for a short two months, and then it will wither.
Anyway, at that time, she probably wouldn't be able to see the withered red branches everywhere.
"Thank you, Hua Yu." My heart felt warm, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened my mouth, my blood was affected, and there was another cough that couldn't stop. I removed the clean kerchief, and my blood was flowing.
But his heart was sour, but he pretended to be calm.
"You don't have to thank me, I didn't find this flower." He looked behind him lightly. The rain and clear mist obscured his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly whether there was a man in a black cold shirt standing on the high pavilion, holding a lamp in the wind.
Xiang Jieshuang was brilliant. He told her the first lie, the first time he deceived her: "The Pavilion Master knew you liked her, so he personally searched for it for a long time before he found it."
The pansy skirt was swaying gracefully, and she walked into the dewy grass and approached the drunken hibiscus. She looked back and smiled, making the sun and moon sink in her eyes: "Hua Yu, you are a person who can't lie."
The man behind him fell into silence, as before.
She didn't know what happened between Wei Moyan and Hua Yu, but he had an injury on his shoulder, and it was very serious. It happened after he had a private conversation with Wei Moyan. Zixiu had no doubt that he was the one who found the drunken hibiscus.
Come, in order to make her happy, he has put in a lot of hard work this year. This is impossible for a man with a heart full of red strings.
With a short sigh, she pity picked up the lonely petals that had been knocked down by the rain, and looked straight at Hua Yu with her gentle eyes: "You don't have to do anything more for me, it's enough. Hua Yu, I'm not worth your efforts.
people."
"But what you want may not be possible -" The taciturn man suddenly smiled, clear and clear. It was a smile that no one had ever seen before, but it was a bit alienating.
She has always held the red thread for the pavilion master and Hongxian, deliberately sealing her mood. Now, it is his turn to be the moon elder.
"The Pavilion Master has started to prepare for your wedding. Congratulations."
It was an understatement, but it shocked her into silence for a long time.
Hua Yu would not lie to her, but she also understood that Wei Moyan could not forget every bit of her relationship with Hongxian. With that infatuated attachment, she could not enter his life no matter what. The so-called marriage,
Where does it come from?
Under the tree full of tea, the man with a clean smile picked off the nearest frost-resistant flower and brought it to her, as if what he was holding in his hand was unparalleled glory in the world.
"I never regret everything I have done. Although I cannot overturn the world just for one person like him, if I can get your sincere smile, I will give up this life. Huayu will be happy with it."
He would only say this once in his life. From then on, he would watch her marry as a woman as a silent bystander forever. From now on, he would no longer have to show his lonely face to anyone, nor would he have to waste time in vain and mad.
When Wei Moyan agreed to the happy event he had sacrificed his dignity for, the ending was already written.
They were originally dragons and phoenixes, and after being washed away, they become the perfection that should not be missing in destiny. Now everyone in the pavilion is carrying her on their backs to prepare for the wedding in the near future. I think back then she was wearing a festive wedding dress and standing beside the dragon.
She must be the most pure, elegant, graceful and happy woman in the world.
Those, he could just watch quietly in the corner.
Just looking at it is enough.
————————————————————————————No matter how far the love, hatred and resentment in the rivers and lakes are, they can’t reach the closed desert, and the sound of Hujia has not changed the desolate tune.
, seems to have played a sad ending in advance.
Mi Ye spent half a month adjusting to Xia Qingluan's recuperation. When she got the promise to return with the Dream Stone, the bright light in her eyes completely shattered the only underground observer who had been guarding the boring time for decades.
look forward to.
With just one word, the dying woman in white regained her vitality. Although she could not be said to be happy, at least she was no longer despairing about everything. He never thought that a man he had never met thousands of miles away would actually make her take notice.
At this point, if she is not allowed to leave, she is afraid that her demise is just around the corner.
"Remember, within half a year, there is no way to get back here without delay." Qian Dingzhuwan warned her. When the giant scorpion wandered around and sent her to the edge of the desert, his blue eyes in the night were full of reluctance and worry, "
In half a year, his fate will overlap with yours, and then your life will come to an end, and even if I have the power to defy heaven, I will not be able to save him."
The woman in white clothes like snow on the hunchback responded casually. Although she would come back later, as long as she could meet Wei Moyan again and prove that she had not betrayed him, then even if she had to return to the dark and lonely stone room without his presence,
After ten years, she is willing to wait, and he will definitely wait.
It's been a year, how is he doing now? Does he hate her deeply, or loves her deeply?
The heavy boulder in the package was inconspicuous, but it delayed her for more than three hundred days and nights and another year of spring flowers and autumn flowers. If it hadn't been for Wu Ya's old man's embarrassment, maybe she would be standing next to him now, watching the prosperity of the prosperous age and sharing a drink.
A thousand cups of fragrant sake will not make you drunk, why do you wait so feebly for the reunion of unknown joys and sorrows after a long journey?
I hope there will be no more difficulties and obstacles in the way. She just wants to see him again, that's all.
Do you still have that exquisite wedding dress?
The unforgettable touch, the unforgettable expectation, and the prayer can lead to a renewed relationship.