"Wu Xie, You Ruowu Xin took over the Youmo Realm, and Ye Liuhen also returned to his Black Underworld. He said that the engagement thousands of years ago does not count."
"Wuxie, do you know that so many things have happened? I miss you so much, where are you..."
The petals are like flying butterflies, falling lightly towards the sky.
Three days ago, her character was greatly affected and she killed members of the Hua family. She was not to blame. The patriarch father said that some debts must be repaid.
"Every time I wake up from a dream, you are no longer here. In the empty room, only loneliness and helplessness remain. I have also tried to forget the sweetness we had, but the memory always reminds me that I loved you so much.
That time I watched you disappear into the sea of people, and who could understand the pain in my heart.
If love can come back, I will never let go, because I already understand that it is all for love.
I really want to love you again, but you are no longer here. Thinking of your face, my eyes are blurred with tears.
I hate myself so much for not leaving you here. I have to bear all the mistakes alone...
I want to say to you: I miss you so much..." The soft singing voice was melodious and filled with sadness. Luo Qingyue's pink lips lightly opened and she sang word for word.
The petals are flying, just like the tears on her face, falling endlessly...
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One hundred years later.
Tianyuan and Luo Qingyue built a courtyard here. They usually live here when they have nothing to do.
For some reason, the climate around Tianyuan has been very cold during this period, so cold that it started to snow today.
Snowflakes fluttered like goose feathers in the air.
Luo Qingyue was wearing thin clothes. Even if it snowed, she would not feel the cold. But today was different. She stood in front of the courtyard, looking at the empty sky covered with white snow. She stretched out her hand to catch a piece of falling snow.
snowflake.
"It's been a hundred years..." Her eyes were like the water of a lake in March, as still as still water.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and she tightened her tight clothes, "It turns out that I still feel cold..."
A hundred years ago, ever since Jun Wuxie disappeared from Tianyuan, her heart had died. Apart from longing, she no longer felt anything else, no cold, no warmth, no tears, no laughter.
...
"Mother, mother..." Not far away, a small figure came quickly, holding a thick pink cloak in his hand, "Mother, the patriarch and grandpa said, let me give it to mother
I brought you clothes because I was afraid you would be cold..."
Luo Qingyue looked at the little guy in front of her. After a hundred years, Luo Yu had grown half a head taller. After a hundred years, it was equivalent to being one year older. Such a height, in the human world,
, that is, a child of six or seven years old.
"Mother, are you cold?" Luo Yu asked with a smile, showing his white teeth. Then, he stood on tiptoes, trying to put the cloak on Luo Qingyue's back.
Luo Qingyue rubbed his head and bent down slightly.
"Mother, Sister Xue and Uncle Wuxin said they have something to discuss with you." Luo Yu helped Luo Qingyue tidy up her clothes.
"Something to discuss?" Luo Qingyue was slightly confused. They had been quiet for the past hundred years, and nothing had happened in recent days. How could there be anything to discuss.
Luo Yu nodded repeatedly.
[ps: The lyrics appearing in the article are from "I Miss You So Much"]