When I woke up that morning, Bai Huangyi sat in front of the window in a daze.
she dreamed
In the dream, there is no hatred between the country and the family, there is no kingdom in the world, there is only one person riding a horse with her and nestling in the mountains where the flowers are blooming and turning into snow, or walking hand in hand in the desert and the sea, listening to the desolation of Hu Jia, and when it gets dark, there is a warm embrace to isolate them.
Everything is cold, and there will always be only her light figure in the deep eyes, until eternity
"Huang Yi"'s low and elegant voice whispered in the ear, which seemed to be true and imaginary.
"Look, that phoenix flower is about to wither."
In front of the window, the fiery red stamen he had given her at night had withered, but he had said that her illness would definitely be cured before the phoenix flower withered.
He was deceived again
The white phoenix clothes smiled foolishly, and the coldness between the fingers turned into frost and fell.
Her face gradually became as transparent as frost and snow
No one knows how much time is left, but it won't be too long, maybe a year, maybe a few months, maybe only three or five days left. He must watch her turn into the alstroemeria ice flower she likes and then melt into the clear sunshine.
Down, nowhere to escape
"I'll take you to the far north," he said calmly
Perhaps she would live longer in a glacier with bone-chilling cold, short days and long nights, under the snow-capped mountains.
However, she just gently buried her head in the warm chest, letting the white frost on her skin turn into pure water and disappear.
"Cinna, draw a picture for me, when I'm not too ugly"
In the past four years, since Qingfu jumped off the cliff, he gave up writing and relied on the yellowed scroll all day long to numb his thoughts. Now it is time to return to his original self.
The eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the make-up is lightly swept away, a trace of stability in the corner of the eyes disturbs the fleeting life, and another life of anger, infatuation, love and hate, and singing and dancing pass through with a smile.
In the painting hanging on the altar, the woman in red smiles desolately and sadly; while the same face in front of her smiles calmly and peacefully, but with a hint of loneliness and regret.
Such a quiet and beautiful expression is solidified on the paper. It does not attract the world without makeup, but only the last stroke of cinnabar on the forehead of one person's heart. No matter what, he can't click on it, for fear that if he finishes, another reincarnation will be separated forever, and the rest of his life will be confused.
"I'll do it." Bai Huangyi struggled to stand up and held his hand, cold and gentle.
If this is the end, let her do it herself
Paint a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, like flowers and blood, bright and wild
"If there is an afterlife, you must recognize me when you first see me, even if this place is blank." Holding his fingers and touching her eyebrows lightly, her eyelashes drooped. She has lived too short in this life, waited too long, and met too long.
Morning, it’s too late to fall in love, and even seeing him a few more times has become a luxury. Since we are destined to be together for three lifetimes, then next time, never waste your short lives looking for each other and suspecting each other.
I would like to stay together for a moment and never leave you.
"A lot of phoenix flowers have bloomed again." Bai Huangyi looked out the window. Last night's rain brought down countless red flowers. In less than half a day, more phoenix flowers reappeared on the top of the tree. They were very tenacious.
Chensha carried her to a wicker chair in the courtyard. The flowing wind blew countless petals. She didn't look at them. She just leaned on her warm arms and never let go of the clothes he held in her hands.
"It's cold, I'll get you some clothes."
The breeze stirred up the beaded curtains and made a chilling sound. It was so cold that it seemed as if I was saying a silent farewell to someone.
"I have never forgotten, how can I recall it?"
"What?" Chensha couldn't hear her low murmur in the courtyard. When she turned around, she saw a lot of phoenix petals scattering in the wind. Outside the courtyard, the sky was red and the sky was a vast ocean.
He bowed and picked up the windbreaker from the bed curtain. The temperature after last night's lingering relationship has not yet dissipated, etching a night of indulgence and despair.
"Huang Yi, someday I'll make some side dishes and warm a pot of wine. I won't miss such a beautiful time -"
Returning to the courtyard and looking up with a smile
Empty
There is still warmth in the chest, but the person is no longer there, leaving only a plain gauze robe, a touch of water mist, and fallen flowers on the ground.
But the moment she turned around, she silently left him again and disappeared from life, suddenly and unprepared.
"I will wait until you are reincarnated again. I will recognize you at the first sight in the sea of flowers and never let go."
Hold a handful of red flowers, kiss lightly, and shed tears.
Huang Yi, have you ever received this kiss from a lifetime ago?
A lifetime of infatuation, a lifetime of love, a glance that lasts forever, a smile that lasts for thousands of years, a mountain and river that is forever silent, a round of floating life that comes to an end