【1】

Lu Hangzhi left, and Ling Motang breathed a sigh of relief. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She lay down heavily in the weeds, listening to the wind blowing through the cracks in the grass, and seeing the sky blue and white. Without Yu Wanyin's company, it seems that he feels that he lacks something in everything, and even loses three points of confidence. No one said to Ling Motang as viciously but with warmth as Yu Wanyin: "Look at your unproductive appearance. ”

It's hard to think about it now.

If Yu Wanyin saw that letter, she would definitely tear it to shreds.

But at least, Yu Wanyin didn't have to follow her anymore to be afraid, Ling Motang thought a lot, recalled her past from the perspective of a third party, and thought about her present.

The high-rise buildings in her memory, the lights have slowly blurred, but she clearly remembers the moment she fell from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Bailou Building, the wind kept passing by her ears, and at that moment in addition to the sound of the wind, she also heard her heartbeat, and her heart was beating violently.

Oh, Ling Motang still remembered that before falling from the building, her sister, who had always been innocent, showed a terrible smile, using a big red lip gloss that did not suit her lip color, and the corners of her lips had an exaggerated arc, and she said, "Sister, now everything you have will belong to me." This sentence was the last sentence Ling Motang heard before his death.

After being shocked, her heart began to ache densely, she took one last look at her sister, who she had always loved, and then fell from the sky in the form of a goshawk with an arrow, and the speed of the fall was so fast that she could not see the neon of the city shining at night, only a patch of red, a large patch of bright red.

She was thinking: Why is this happening, you are good to her, but she wants you to die.

Before his death, he spent all day drinking, and he felt that life was boring, but on the day of death, he realized such a sentence: It is better to die than to live.

Therefore, after being reborn, Ling Motang spared his life.

She is very satisfied with being reborn in Jiuli, although her life is not very rich and expensive, but her heart is warm, but it is a pity that the good things do not last long......

The setting sun smeared a little yellow light and shadow behind Ling Motang, and the golden light scattered into the vast grass blown by the wind.

【2】

Just as Ling Motang expected, after waking up, Yu Wanyin crumpled the letter paper left by Ling Motang, and her face was so cold that Jing Yuheng's spine was cold, and she stood five meters away from Yu Wanyin.

Yu Wanyin unfolded the note again, and on the note was Yu Wanyin's crooked and unsightly and unusually recognizable words: Don't look for it, don't read it.

Ling Motang, I don't miss your uncle! Yu Wanyin looked at Jing Yuheng behind him, Jing Yuheng took a big step back, and didn't even dare to open the folding fan in his hand.

Yu Wanyin approached Jing Yuheng step by step: What did Ling Motang say to you? ”

"Young master." Jing Yuheng flattered with a hippie smile: "Miss Ling said, let you send the message to her as soon as you think of her father's mother." ”

"She thinks it's beautiful." Yu Wanyin didn't feel angry, squinted her apricot eyes and asked, "Where is Ling Motang now?" ”

Jing Yuheng raised his hands as if he had surrendered, and his face was full of grievances: "Young master, Miss Ling said, let you not look for her, she also said that you should have a different life from her, and no one is destined to be tied together." ”

Yu Wanyin sneered, let go of the hand that was holding Jing Yuheng's collar, and whispered: "It's like what Ling Motang can say, she has no heart and no lungs, as if she is afraid that others will stick to her, who is rare." She gasped, her head was full of memories, coupled with Ling Motang's silent departure, which made Yu Wanyin feel physically and mentally exhausted.

The extra memories in her mind made Yu Wanyin feel very depressed, and there were many warm pictures in her memory, but more of them were the flames of war, blood and ice blades, and parting......

"That'...... Shall we continue on our way? Jing Yuheng saw Yu Wanyin's lost face, a little unbearable, and asked in a whisper, Yu Wanyin smiled sadly: "Where are you going?" ”

Jing Yuheng was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "Go home, go back to the Emerald City, that is the place that really belongs to you." ”

Yu Wanyin looked at Jing Yuheng in a daze, and the outline of the Emerald City in her memory jumped into her heart. The Emerald City is like spring all year round, like the spring in the south of the Yangtze River. There she spent the best seven years of her childhood, until the war in the Demon Realm spread to the Emerald City, and her happy and colorful childhood came to an abrupt end, leaving home to hide and survive for more than ten years......

Now, it's time for her to go back to the Emerald City.

Yes, Ling Motang is right.

Her life is completely different from Ling Motang's life, Ling Motang is burdened with Jiuli blood feud, as the Ling family's single celestial master, because she can see things that ordinary people can't see, and at the same time carry the mission of the celestial master; And as the young master of Emerald City, she is carrying the survival of the entire Emerald City on her shoulders, and she and Ling Motang should not be tied together in the first place.

In this regard, it is good to part ways.

【3】

Ling Motang cleaned up his mood and went to Tianyi City, where he saw the pitch-black night lit up by colorful lights from a distance. Ling Motang was stunned at first, and then suddenly remembered that September every year is a special day in Tianyi City, just like the Qixi Festival in later generations, on this night, the young girls in Tianyi City will walk together, express their hearts to each other under the bright fireworks, and give each other tokens.

Ling Motang looked at the light above her head and sighed: She should have left Yu Wanyin to watch the fireworks show and then let Jing Yuheng take her away, she has not loved Jiuli since she was a child, and she should have never seen a gorgeous scene of a large number of fireworks blooming at the same time.

Ling Motang followed the crowd to the center of the street, the autumn night breeze with the fragrance of osmanthus wafted into the tip of the nose, the red lanterns from one end of the long street to the other, the criss-crossing lanterns and the shining fireworks reflected each other, the ten-mile bridge was crowded, the opposite flower boat sang swaying, and the eyes were full of flowers.

Ling Motang used to sneak out of Jiuli and often saw such a beautiful scene, she saw bold men and women kissing passionately in the narrow alleys, and also saw innocent young boys and girls blushing, at that time Ling Motang was in a happy mood to enjoy the pleasing scenery, and now, Ling Motang, who was alone, saw the same scenery again, and couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart.

The scenery is infinitely good, just ...... It's just fleeting, and you can't keep it.

She smoothed the two mustaches under her nose with her hand again, and looked at the lake under the bridge rippling in circles, and the clear lake reflected the colorful stars.

Tianyi City, which is not bustling, looks gorgeous and beautiful because of these gorgeous fireworks, and the moving singing voice in the distance renders the moment more and more blurry and dreamy, Ling Motang hummed a small song from his previous life, intoxicated by the scenery at this time.

The night was even deeper, and the light blue Confucian robe on Ling Motang's body was blown up by the wind, and the wide sleeves flew back and forth.

She rolled up her sleeves and looked up at the bright moon in the sky from the lake, but was stunned to find that what was a bright moon had now turned into a red moon, and the men and women who were quiet in ambiguity and happiness were unaware.