"Actually, I especially regret that when you were fine, I didn't look at you even a little more. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tang Tian sighed faintly, and the woman who was extremely self-centered and over-eyed in college vaguely came to mind. Looking back bit by bit, I realized how much she wanted to get her attention.

The first time they met in college, Tang Tian glanced at her more, she scoffed, and the look in her eyes made Tang Tian understand a meaning: "What kind of thing are you? Why do you look at me?"

Looking back on this, I can't help but laugh. This is Wu Jiahui.

A few months later, she began to appear in her field of vision: Tang Tian, you are poor and sour, you don't have a girlfriend, right?

"What do you have to do with it?" At that time, Tang Tian had already begun to hate her attitude of speaking. didn't know that Wu Jiahui at that time began to like him. Vitriolic words, but backwords.

A year later, she began to appear in her own life: Tang Tian, I like you, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes. Why did you reject me, what do you have? What qualifications do you have?

At that time, I was more and more disgusted with her.

And Wu Jiahui is actually unable to extricate herself. She is not good at expressing her heart, she can only use such a wrong way, hoping to make Tang Tian pay attention to her. But he made mistakes again and again.

Until she was released from prison, she met again at the gate of the family compound of the tannery, and Tang Tian still hated her.

"Just got out of prison? I helped you find a new job. ”

"Thank you, not for now. ”

"Look at what kind of clothes you are wearing, how can the level of appreciation be the same as before? A man must have good taste. Na, you can wear these suits, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and buy them all in four seasons. I hope you can be a new person. ”

"Thanks, no need. ”

"Okay, you're still pretending to be high like before, by the way, Tang Tian, what I want to say is that I put it down. I used to like you and I was blind, and in the future, I broke off, even if it was a few years in college, I worked in vain. ”

"Okay. ”

Tang Tian turned and left.

Wu Jiahui drove away.

What Tang Tian didn't know was that after walking a distance, Wu Jiahui's teary eyes had blurred.

That's because she knew that her parents would never allow her to have any intersection with a man who had robbed. So she mustered up her courage for the last time and came to Tang Tian. At that time, if Tang Tian just nodded lightly, she would throw away everything and follow him without hesitation.

Unfortunately, she heard that people who come out of prison will become afraid of this society, and her appearance at this time will definitely attract his attention. Still wrong.

So go further and further.

It wasn't until Wu Jiahui knew about the existence of another world, so she knew that she was wrong, and the tattoo on her arm was an unforgettable reminder of the past.

When she reunited in Zhongzhou, she mustered up the courage to shoot, using the price of killing a warrior and the danger that she would fall into a desperate situation to attract Tang Tian's attention.

Because she hopes to be able to re-acquaint Tang Tian, and hopes that Tang Tian can re-recognize herself. This time, she will become docile, she will get rid of the thorn of inferiority that disguises her lust and inwardness, and use softness to get to know Tang Tian.

Killing someone doesn't matter to Wu Jiahui anymore. Life has become dispensable in her eyes, other people's, her own, and dispensable.

After searching for many years, she only needed love at that time.

You can't tell right from wrong, and you can't tell good from evil.

She doesn't care. There is also nothing to fear.

Just as Hu Kaishan said at the beginning: "Master, did she deliberately approach you?", Tang Tian also said: "Maybe, it doesn't matter." ”

“……”

When I closed my eyes, my eyes were a little moist.

Perhaps, the most helpless thing in the world is regret.

If at that time...... If that time ...... If you have previously ......

There are no ifs, only results.

The result now is that Tang Tian regrets it here, and Wu Jiahui sleeps there.

Tang Tian only felt a tingling pain in his heart, he vaguely experienced some of Wu Jiahui's despair, and also vaguely experienced a little of Wu Jiahui's relief.

After being mean for many years, I finally mustered up the last courage to say that paragraph.

'Bang, bang, bang'

His heart beat wildly inexplicably, and Tang Tian's eyes widened, vaguely, as if he had grasped something.

"What is alive, what is dead, what was her state of mind at that time, and what did that look represent? Is it an elaboration in despair, or is it a feeling after finally being liberated?"

Tang Tian was stunned, and muttered to himself with blank eyes.

At this moment, someone outside was singing:

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but they can't forget their fame.

Where will the ancient and the modern meet, the barren mound is gone.

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only gold and silver can't forget.

In the end, he only hated to gather much, and when he reached a long time, his eyes were closed.

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the wife can't forget it!

Jun's birthday said kindness, and Jun died and went with others.

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the children and grandchildren can't forget!

There are many infatuated parents in ancient times, who has seen filial piety to their children and grandchildren?

……

Death, what is it?

Death is gloomy, death is despair, death is helplessness, and death also has regrets.

Death is the end of life and the eternal extinction. It's like she's lying here, Gu Zhen said that her life is alive, but her heart is dead.

Tang Tian stood up slowly, and his eyes were infatuated: "Death is a kind of detachment of silence." Death is a kind of helpless despair. ”

Slowly closing his eyes, Tang Tian recalled the people and things he had seen when he set off from Zhongzhou a year ago and traveled all over the country.

He had seen the funeral procession carrying the coffin and burying it in the midst of the wailing and weeping. The once familiar lay quietly there, into the ground, saying goodbye to the familiar forever, disappearing from their sight forever. This is silent silence.

Tang Tian had also seen a little wolf lying on its stomach in front of the she-wolf's corpse and wailing, and the little wolf's desperate eyes had moved him. That's death, that kind of death is despair, it's helplessness. It is a kind of helplessness that allows you to have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and you can only watch it.

Wandering to the northern section of the Yangtze River, Tang Tian also saw two warriors duel, one side died, and the other side looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The living continue his journey, stepping on the bones of the dead to glorify. The dead are forever buried in the dust and sand, and no one asks.

"Death! is gloom, despair, detachment. ”

Tang Tian muttered in a daze.

'Boom'

I only felt a thunderbolt sounding in my head, clearing the blue sky between the fog.

As if he was stupid, Tang Tian took a few steps forward, five meters away from Wu Jiahui, and looked at the quiet Wu Jiahui stupidly.

"Jiahui, death, is that the state of mind when you shot yourself? detached from despair and gloom ......"

'Hum-'

The three-body pose slowly becomes a trend, and there is no wind in the house.

Tang Tian slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes blank and unfocused. Yes, it is just patches of gloom, despair, and detachment. Three different expressions appeared in Tang Tian's eyes at the same time. Indescribable profundity, but also indescribable complexity.

But just one glance, you don't get any complications from it. The moment you look at his eyes, you can only feel despair that gives goosebumps all over your body.

At this time, Tang Tian suddenly returned to the Zhongzhou big competition, as if he had returned to the appearance of watching Wu Jiahui fall in a pool of blood. Hopeless, gloomy.

One step up, collapse punch out.

There was a loud bang, like a cannon.

Mixed with the punch is the despair of watching the death of a loved one. What a heartbreaking despair.

At this time, Tang Tian's mind was blank. He had hallucinations, hallucinations of death. But what he saw was not the kind of death in the sea of corpses and blood, what he saw was the helpless and desperate illusion of a person slowly falling in front of him, and he could only watch, unable to move, and unable to speak.

Suddenly, the momentum in the body became crazy.

The innate qi in the dantian was like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment surging wildly, roaring and roaring wildly along Xiao Zhoutian.

The color of despair in his eyes became more and more intense, and gradually, his eyes became blood-red.

'Ahh

With a roar in his heart, he wanted to break through this despair.

He didn't want to just watch the jade man in front of him slowly fall, he wanted to break through this invisible shackles and obstacles, rush over with all his strength, and hug her......