The dawn was unreal, the way down the mountain of Jiezi Mountain, she walked lightly, but her face was extremely pale, only her eyes were red.

Zhou Bingcheng pulled Mu Changqing, who was in sadness, Mu Changqing raised his head and looked at her who was incomparably small against the backdrop of this not big excerpt mountain, he got out of the car desperately, rushed to her, and hugged her who was so slender that she couldn't be slender.

Mu Changqing had an illusion, as if she was in her arms, and she would break if she rubbed it.

She cried into tears on his shoulder, choked up: "Brother, I'm tired and want to go home." ”

Mu Changqing stroked her long hair, and said in a firm tone: "No matter what happens, I will accompany you to the best hospital in the capital, if we can't be cured, we will go abroad, I don't believe that I can't get my life back." ”

She shook her head in his arms and muttered, "There's no more chance." ”

Mu Changqing listened to this, feeling that his heart was like a tearing pain, and he said, "Let's go home." ”

She nodded.

Zhou Bingcheng looked at such a scene with a sad face, feeling that his heart was also being pinched, but he was helpless, if this was fate, Zhou Bingcheng didn't believe it in his heart, but no matter how much he denied it, all this was so irresistible, no matter how cold he was, or curled up in the corner looking up at the sky in the saddest way.

Mu Changqing hugged the pale Mu Lihua and got into the car, Zhou Bingcheng started the car instantly, but although she was weak and speechless, she still looked deeply at the top of the mountain at the end, but no one followed the way down the mountain, maybe from beginning to end, there was no Zixia Fairy, and there was no Supreme Treasure.

Mu Changqing kept hugging Mu Lihua tightly, and he said, "How long has it been?"

"A year, or two years. She said very indifferently, as if she was a little more relaxed than Mu Changqing.

After Mu Changqing heard this, the hand holding Mu Lihua's shoulder tightened, and he reproached: "Why didn't you tell me?"

She shook her head slightly and said nothing.

Mu Changqing took a deep breath, knowing that there was no point in thinking about this issue now, he continued to ask, "Do your parents know about this?"

She still shook her head.

Mu Changqing's hand held it tighter, he didn't know how Mu Lihua had survived in the past two years, he had endured all this silently by himself, he only felt distressed, hated that he hadn't been good to her wholeheartedly in the past two years, people may always be like this, always when they learned that they were lost, they suddenly thought of cherishing this word.

But it's too late.

"This time I was too willful, willful to use this to let Uncle Yang cooperate with me to act in such a scene, use this to choose to leave the capital desperately, and finally use this to make you cry?" She snuggled up to Mu Changqing's chest and said in a weak voice, this wayward child, even when she couldn't be willful anymore, was still thinking about how much damage her willfulness had brought to others, so she was not born with the kind of willful child who had no heart and lungs, she felt ridiculous.

Mu Changqing's trembling hand kept running through her long hair, and said in a choked voice: "Pear Blossom has never been willful, she has been treated well since she was a child, and she has been more sensible than anyone since she was a child, don't be afraid, if anyone dares to say that you are willful this time, I will be the first to play with him." ”

"Take one with me. Zhou Bingcheng, who was driving, said.

She smiled, as if this was the happiest time in her life, as a wayward child, it is estimated that the happiest is just so, there will always be the person who accompanies her willfulness, she is content, reached out and touched Mu Changqing's cheek and said: "Brother, I am really content, I have experienced prosperity in this life, with such a handsome brother as you, at least I let the world remember my most beautiful years." ”

Mu Changqing couldn't cry anymore, but shook his head desperately and said: "Don't say these words, you will definitely survive, I still have to watch you put on a wedding dress and marry a little rabbit cub who I don't like to look at, and then I think about whether you have been wronged again, bullied again, and give birth to a few children called my brother-in-law in the future, and they will take the trouble to circle around me, and I can't get rid of it." ”

She listened to his words, smiled, her eyes were full of yearning, her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, she said: "It is said that there is no drama in life, why is it so dramatic at the end, as if I acted in a long movie, all of which is to pave the way for the sadness when I leave?"

His clumsy hand wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a far-fetched smile: "Silly child, life is life, and movies are movies." ”

When she heard this, she smiled and slowly closed her eyes, she was tired, so she slept, she hoped that even in the end, it would be so.

Maybe this child who has no quarrel with the world just hopes that he can walk as lightly as he came.

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At the top of the excerpt mountain, Abin finally came back to his senses from this story in which he was unconsciously trapped, and he looked in that direction again, as if the person who walked so lightly left nothing but a lost soul.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and he didn't know when Mu Changqing hung up the phone.

took out his mobile phone, it was Li Banruo's number, he answered the phone, said an address to Li Banruo, and then took back his mobile phone and walked down the mountain.

He sat at the foot of the mountain, looking at the village where the smoke rose, and perhaps until the smoke rose to the end of the sky, the BMW 525 stopped in front of him, and he got up and got into the car.

In the car, Li Panruo, the fourth, the fifth, and Abin.

For a while, the four of them didn't say a word, aside from the person who couldn't speak, even if the three of them didn't say a word, the atmosphere in the car seemed to be frozen, Li Banruo didn't ask Abin what he experienced this night, and Abin also didn't ask what Li Banruo experienced this night.

"She, just left, didn't tell me anything, didn't even say why she came. Abin looked at the familiar scenery outside the car window, breaking the silence in the car.

Li Panruo knew what Abin was suffering, and he said, "She is a willful child. ”

Abin shook his head and said: "I've seen too many wayward people, but she doesn't belong to any category, if it's really willful, she's just deliberately willful for the sake of willfulness, and what is she for?"

After hearing this, Li Banruo shook his head, feeling that only that woman could give Abin an answer to this question, but he estimated that maybe these two people who had their own willfulness would never see each other again in this life.

"Anyway, it's all gone, I'm not the same world as her, from the beginning to the end, she probably understands this better than anyone else, so it's not bad to leave this perfect her, imperfect answer, in the depths of memory. Abin exhaled deeply and muttered, although he said this, but whether he was willing or not, only he knew.

Li Panruo nodded silently, maybe this wave impacted the fragility of the precarious hearts of these little people, but no matter how deep they fell into it, no matter how they sank into the past, when the sun rose, they always had to face life, otherwise they would be abandoned by life.

The rest of the way, one after another, was speechless, the car finally stopped in front of the wanderer, and the few people who had not slept all night lay down, as if they could finally close their eyes, but could they sleep peacefully?

Ah Bin was lying on the familiar wire bed, looking at the ceiling that had clearly recorded the lines, although he didn't close his eyes for a day and a night, but he couldn't close his eyes, in his mind, the figure that had been lingering, the woman on the Folded Mountain, the long hair blown up by the wind, her spirituality, her perfection, her paleness.

He didn't seem to understand why he fell in love with someone, couldn't understand why she appeared in his world, and then used this extremely willful and extremely willful way to tell him a story about the Zixia Fairy and the Supreme Treasure.

But the reality is so sad, if you want to become her hero of the world, you have to wear that tight spell, and if you wear that tight spell, you must forget the seven emotions and six desires, so such a story, no matter how far it goes, no matter how hard you try, it will not have a good ending.

Maybe the most beautiful and beautiful thing is.

At that time, she was just the Zixia Fairy with a purple and green sword.

At that time, he was just a supreme treasure who had not yet put on the shackle spell.

Eventually, Abin slowly closed his eyes, as if he could finally fall asleep groggyly.

The melody has been echoing in her head, the song she left behind at the end, the fragrance she left behind.

This time I was persistent

Willfully intoxicated

I don't care if it's wrong or right

Even if I'm in the depths, I'm desperate

Even if I am obsessed, I am obsessed and do not regret it

Don't say I should give up, I should open my eyes

I use my heart to see and feel

You are not me, how can I understand

Even if it's obsession, I won't regret it

I'm not as perfect as you think

I'll admit that sometimes I can't tell the truth from the fake

It's not that I don't want to get out of the maze

Only this time it's yourself and not whom

Whose heart do you want me to experience, and really feel the surroundings?

Even if it is pain, even tears, it is my sorrow

Who else can I use to experience and really feel the surroundings

Even if you are tired, even if you are tired, you can only cling to it without regrets

.....

He fell asleep groggily, dreaming of the man on the banks of the Baitiao River, of the person who was amazed by the Wanderer's stage, of every tear she left behind.

He had to admit that he still liked such a person.