Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhai Yu chatted until late, and neither of them slept.

The two of them talked a lot about their school days, and this kind of conversation seemed to go back to their school days. Unconsciously talked about Han Xu, the demon who ruined Zhai Yu's entire high school days.

"Is he still looking for trouble with you?" asked Xiaoyuan in a low voice.

Zhai Yu shook his head: "I guess it won't be in the future." ”

Since he pointed a gun at Han Xu that time, I don't know if it has played a deterrent role, I haven't seen his shadow for so long. Presumably he has let go, yes, that kind of evil * fate should have ended a long time ago.

Zhai Yu only hated himself for why he couldn't be brave earlier, learn to say no earlier, instead of blindly running away.

While they were chatting here, they heard someone knock on the door, and when they opened the door, they were happy.

Leyi said with a crying voice: "The sword spirit is gone!"

Hearing her words, Xiao Yuan and Zhai Yu were frightened, and hurriedly got dressed and went to call Zhong Yuan again.

It's past two o'clock in the morning, and she runs out alone at such a late hour, I really don't know where she's going.

"Why didn't you take a good look at her!" Zhong Yuanqian shouted loudly.

Leyi cried urgently: "I fell asleep, when did she go out, I really don't know ......"

Zhong Yuan was so angry that he couldn't wait to smoke himself, why did he forget that he was willing to be the famous Emperor Jue, and he fell asleep like a dead pig.

Zhai Yu scolded Xiao Qing angrily: "You're happy now, aren't you! If the sword spirit has three longs and two shorts, you will be better off in this life?"

Xiao Qing just cried, Zhong Yuan hurriedly stopped Zhai Yu and comforted everyone for a while.

Xiao Yuan calmed down and thought about it, and then broke out in a cold sweat: "Train! train!"

Le Yi immediately understood what she meant, but he was afraid that the sword spirit would not want to go to the rails if he wanted to have a meeting. No one dared to delay, so they quickly called everyone in the dormitory, and everyone went out to look for it.

The crowd divided into several ways, Zhong Yuan and Xiang Xiaoyuan led the team to look for the east along the railroad tracks, and the male workers kept looking for the west.

Tian Panpan pulled Zhong Yuan's arm tightly, trembling nervously......

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The field in the early morning seems particularly empty and silent, this is a long-deserted open space behind the old factory. The grass grew very tall, swaying in the night wind and making a whirring sound, as if someone was whimpering with a voice.

Zhao Jianling walked here with one foot in a shallow foot, wearing a light cyan long skirt, her hair was draped behind her and was pulled by the wind, because her hair was very long and had reached her waist, and her appearance fluttering in the wind was indescribably weird.

The sword spirit was holding a large cardboard box, which was all the precious things she had accumulated over the years, and many times she would quietly take them out and rummage through them, but today she just wanted to make a break.

Zhao Jianling first lit a bonfire with a match, the plants here were very dry, and there was a pop, pop sound from the burning in the fire, the sparks burst out and jumped, and the fire light was reflected on the sword spirit's miserable face, flickering bright and dark.

The sword spirit took out a few diaries from the box, and then tore the thick notebook with his hands, threw the pages inside into the fire, and slowly engulfed them by the tongue of fire along with the words on them, curling up into a black char shape little by little, leaving no trace.

She was burning when a figure slowly walked up to her and bent down to pick up a piece of paper that had fallen to the ground.

The sword spirit looked up at the other party and said softly in surprise, "Mr. Tang?"

Tang Yuan smiled: "Why don't you sleep so late?"

Sword Spirit lowered his head and continued to burn his notebook: "Didn't you also not sleep?"

Tang Yuan sat beside her and smiled: "I can't sleep." ”

Sword Spirit nodded: "I can't sleep either." ”

Tang Yuan slowly opened the piece of paper in his hand, and it turned out to be a drawing drawn with colored pencils.

It shows a boy riding a bicycle, and on the back frame of the car sits a girl in a long white dress, with long flaxen curls and a big smile, and the street through which the two of them are walking through with gorgeous cherry blossoms on both sides.

"You drew it?" Tang Yuan looked sideways at the sword spirit.

She smiled shallowly, tears gleaming in her eyes in the firelight.

"No, if you like it, I'll give it to you!" said the sword spirit, and without stopping in his hand, he took out a few school uniforms from the box and burned them together.

Tang Yuan seemed to understand something, what this girl burned was all her longing for love, all her childhood dreams, and that full of memories.

She didn't want it anymore, and she didn't want to leave anything about the past.

He had seen her strength and bravery, and he had seen her determination. In such a night, in such a place, in the face of such a girl, it is impossible not to feel distressed, it is impossible not to be sad. Tang Yuan wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't speak at all, so he could only accompany her to watch the firelight swallow everything up, leaving no trace.

The surroundings have been very quiet, quiet only the crackling sound of the fire can be heard, I don't know how long it burned, finally everything was wiped out, and the sword spirit took out a large iron bucket containing biscuits from the box.

Zhao Jianling, who had never shed a single tear from beginning to end, couldn't hold back anymore at the moment, she hugged this big bucket and cried loudly, her crying was so sad that it spread far and wide in such a night.

The sword spirit cried as he opened the lid, reached out and grabbed a handful, and threw his hand into the air.

Only then did Tang Yuan see that they were dried cherry blossom petals, faint pink and white, very light and light, swept into the air by the wind whistling.

She collected so many cherry blossom petals for many years, dried them and then carefully stored them, until one day they would accompany her to put on her wedding dress and walk on the red carpet.

But now that all of this is gone, they should also return to dust, and there is no need for them to exist.

In this way, the sword spirit sprinkled the cherry blossom petals into the air one by one, and the petals in the sky were mixed with tears, floating in the night sky, as if it was really raining cherry blossoms.

It was the splendor of the moment and the withering of the moment, the dazzling beauty with an indescribable sadness.

The sword spirit cried so sadly, she had never cried like this, it was an unspeakable pain accumulated in her heart, she had endured it all the time, she had always refused to cry, but it burst out at this time.

Tang Yuan leaned down and patted her shoulder: "You are the bravest girl I have ever seen you, I believe that if you can get back up, erase everything in the past, and definitely start over." ”

The sword spirit shook his head vigorously, choked up and said, "It's not that I'm brave, it's not that I'm open-minded, but I really don't want to admit that the person I have spent so many years and effort to love is just because I love wrong!"

With that, he threw all the remaining cherry blossoms in the bucket into the air, and then began to cry.