There will always be such a person in life, who cannot be forgotten and cannot have. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Xia may be such a person for Su Nianche.

He didn't even know why he was so sad when she lay there silently, as if the whole world had been lost.

Obviously, there was nothing in his memory, no sporadic memories of her.

It was as if he had never known this man, but she did die by his sword.

A sword pierced her body, and blood stained her clothes.

It was the most beautiful color, and the apricot blossoms on the side fell one after another, as if she had a flower burial.

Poignant and hopeless......

But at that moment, he seemed to be infected with a strange disease, he couldn't control his crying, he couldn't control his heartache.

The thought of her made him breathe in pain.

And that sword, which has never been sharpened again, has been shelved by him.

Such a girl, such a girl at the age of flowers, died under that sword.

He kept asking himself why he would kill her.

But he still couldn't think of anything, it was like there was a fog in front of him, and he could never get out.

His memory told him he didn't know the girl, but his body told him that he knew.

Moreover, because of her death, he was desperate.

But his mind was still blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

He gradually lost his bloodthirstiness and gradually became dull.

It's just that person's name, and everything about her still can't appear.

Just by hearing it, his heart twitched and he couldn't help it.

He asked Ye Chu if they had seen it before.

But Ye Chu just looked at him indifferently, his eyes were complicated, and then said lightly: I don't know......

How could he not know, if he did not know, why would he be so sad.

Why did he dream back several times in the middle of the night, with tears on his face.

That person, for him, was special.

He also admitted that she was a breathing pain for him.

Because, he always thinks back to the last scene, her fingertips are down, and she is silent in his arms.

At that moment, he clearly felt that something was passing away in his body.

But he still couldn't control his tears, and his heart was about to die as if he was suffocating.

That scene, every moment, surfaced in front of him.

Never forget.

……

Su Nianche closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly between his eyebrows, and his face was pale, as if he was deeply immersed in a dream.

The attendant called softly: "Lord Wang, it's time to wake up......"

Su Nianche moved uneasily, and his memory seemed to see a pair of eyes, cold and helpless.

The man lay in his arms, fingertips touching his eyebrows.

But what she said was weak: Su Nianche-

Forget me......

Su Nianche shook his head, instinctively resisting, don't ......

He didn't forget, once he did, the pain was still there.

The pain of that silence came deeper, more painful.

So, he didn't forget......

But no matter what he did, there was still no way to do it......

The attendant's voice was a little louder: "Lord Wang!"

Su Nianche slowly opened his eyes, his misty gaze slowly focused, and then he stroked his forehead with one hand: "What's wrong?"

"Lord Wang, it's time to get up and go to the Kaihua Temple. The attendant bowed his head and said softly.

Everyone knows that the sword of the King of Jinyang will see blood when it is cut.

But now, they didn't know that since Miss Ye Er went, that sword had never been sharpened.

It's like, with the death of Miss Ye Er, everything in King Jinyang followed.

Su Nianche nodded, straightened up, and walked out.

Outside the door, it was a warm spring sun, with a gentle breeze and a slight fragrance of flowers.

It was excellent weather, Su Nianche's face softened slightly, and his footsteps continued to walk out.

He remembered that he had just had a dream, but he couldn't remember anything when he woke up.

It was just that the stuffiness in his chest and the slight bitterness in his mouth told him that this dream seemed a little sad.

It was obviously an ordinary road, but Su Nianche suddenly stopped the carriage for some reason.

The light of his eyes was fixed on one place, and the dull pain in his heart came to his heart one after another.

After a while, Su Nianche, who had come slowly, lowered his eyes, covered his chest and said, "Let's go!"

The carriage moved forward slowly, but Su Nianche felt that the heart in his chest seemed to be his own, and he began to ache.

Master Huizhi looked at the peaceful Su Nianche who came out of the sedan chair and smiled lightly: "Spring Hehui, the peach blossom brew has just been unearthed, and the King of Jinyang has a good mouth today." ”

Su Nianche nodded, signaled the attendant not to follow, and the two strolled into the peach blossom forest.

Master Huizhi took out the jade bottle and poured a full cup for Su Nianche, and the mellow aroma of wine slowly spread.

Su Nianche took a sip gently, his mouth was cold and slippery, but his lower abdomen slowly boiled like fire, making his body warm up slightly.

Even if the wine has been drunk, the mouth is still fragrant, and the fragrance of peach blossoms can be vaguely smelled.

Su Nianche lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the wine in the glass, and smiled lightly: "Good wine." ”

Master Huizhi fiddled with the Buddha beads, and the scene of the floating incense art made him think of last year: "King Jinyang is now calm, and it seems that he has found a way to turn his strength." ”

"It's just that now it's hard to feel comfortable, and his brows are tightly locked, but King Jinyang has encountered a difficult problem?"

Su Nianche was stunned: "I seem to have forgotten something very important." ”

Master Huizhi sighed in a low voice: "All causes and effects in the world are fate, and it is not a good thing to forget." ”

That alien star, landed overnight.

It's a pity, it's just fate, going around and around, and one day it will return to its original place.

Su Nianche smiled bitterly: "If that's the case, it would be fine." ”

"Seeing through is wisdom, and letting go is kung fu. Master Huizhi pushed the peach blossom brew in front of Su Nianche: "Why should the King of Jinyang be obsessed with it and never forget. ”

"To let go of everything is to forget. ”

"The master does not know, even if he forgets everything in his mind, but the heart is alive, and it will remember. Su Nianche only felt that the dense pain had come again.

He smiled in a low voice: "I did forget, but here is a constant reminder that I haven't forgotten." ”

Su Nianche stroked his chest with one hand, and his eyes were helpless and sad.

"Amitabha. Master Huizhi closed his eyes and sighed: "Idiot, idiot!"

Su Nianche drank all the peach blossom brew in one gulp, and looked at the peach petals that fell one after another: "Because of the pain, even if you know that it is an obsession, it is not unavoidable." ”

"Maybe I didn't want to forget, that's why my heart missed. ”

Su Nianche got up, his snow-white robe made him extremely thin with a smile, but his temperament was as cold and indifferent as Zhilan.

Master Huizhi silently watched Su Nianche's figure hidden in the peach blossom forest, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

Su Nianche hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, walked under a tree, and his eyes dimmed.

His chest was beating slightly, with a slight ache and stuffiness.

But there was nothing but houses in the distance.

The wind blew silently, bringing with it the sound of the monks of the main hall chanting Sanskrit in a low voice.

Turning low and whispering.

It's like that night under the stars, there was such a person, chanting such a Sanskrit song for him.

There seemed to be a woman's helpless sigh in her ears: Forget me......

Su Nianche burst into tears, and his face was lonely.

As you say, I forgot about you, and I forgot all about you.

But this heart still can't stop hurting for you.

Ye Xia, did I ever like you......

Even this, because I forgot, I have no way of knowing.