[May Day o] It’s the wrong chapter, I read it, forget about it!!
In just a few days, the high-spirited Thirteenth Prince's face was now covered with stubble, his eye sockets were sunken and red, and he looked haggard.
After listening to Hitomi Zhuye's story, Liusu had images of two innocent and romantic teenagers in his mind. They were so happy and carefree, with smiles written all over their faces.
Now, one person has fallen asleep underground, and heaven and man have been separated forever since then.
Time is wasted, and creation has its way with people.
Liusu still remembers the injured Zhu Minglie whom he met by chance in a small house on the outskirts of Beijing, the Zhu Minglie who was playing the piano under the peach blossom tree, the Zhu Minglie who was reciting poems in front of the Jinse Palace, the one she stupidly jumped into the lake to rescue.
Zhuminglie...
From then on, this man with whom she had an inextricable relationship was accompanied by this lonely peach blossom.
I never thought that my journey through this journey would be so thrilling and so profound.
"Fourth Master, don't wait idlely by the Sansheng Stone. Drink Meng Po Soup and forget everything in this life. Go and be reincarnated and become a new person. Forget Liusu and her. In your next life, be a happy person."
She said quietly.
Tears fell like winter rain.
Liusu suddenly felt so cold, so cold that he shivered all over, and so cold that his eyes blurred with tears and he couldn't see the direction of the future...
"Fourth brother, why are you so cruel and just leave us behind?"
Zhuye Hitomi looked at Zhu Minglie's tombstone for a long time, and the scenes from the past came to mind one by one.
He couldn't help but feel sad, fell to his knees on the ground, and cried bitterly like a child on the tombstone. It was so heartbreaking to see.
His dearest fourth brother will be with the loess from now on, and will never open his eyes to talk to him again, never again.
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Xiao Qiluo leaned sadly on the swing outside Huaqing Hall.
In her hand she held the exquisite dagger Zhu Minglie left for him.
The crystal clear teardrops hung on the eyelashes, looking like an injured little fairy who couldn't find the way home, confused and sad.
"Uncle..."
When he opened his mouth, tears fell uncontrollably.
"Uncle, didn't you agree that I will always be with you? Why...why did you leave me?"
Wu Yazi stood in the distance, silently watching her lowering her head and crying. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on her body, making her look so beautiful and pure.
He slowly walked over and stood in front of her.
She raised her head, and the pink tear mole looked like a full, dripping pearl of tears——
"He died because he was angry with me and didn't want to see me anymore, right?"
Wuyazi held her face, bent down, sipped the tears from her cheeks one by one, then looked at her red and swollen eyes and said -
"He won't be angry with you because you are the person he loves most."
"But why did he die? Why?"
"People have no way to control life and death, it is the control."
Wuyazi pointed to the sky and said.
Xiao Qiluo followed the direction of his finger, raised her head, and looked at the sky dyed red by the sunset——
"So, uncle was taken away by it, right?"
"yes."
Wu Yazi looked at her and said.
Xiao Qiluo kept looking up at the sky, looking at, looking at...
"Uncle, you have to be nice and obedient when you're there, you know?"
A shadow seemed to appear in the sky. Xiao Qiluo raised her hand and waved to him.