Lin Feng opened his arms and hugged Han Bing, tightly pressed the cold and paper-thin dough to the ice, and froze the pain to numbness little by little: "Maybe, I should have let you go a long time ago, and in the first place, I shouldn't have let you get involved in that political whirlpool of competition for succession." But, I can't help it, I really can't give it up. ”

The amber peach blossom eyes were drizzling, from the spring to the midwinter, the rain became denser and denser, and the chest was breathless: "In my previous life, I thought that when the matter of the Mulan Mirror is over, I will let you leave with Mo Sheng." In this life, I also want to fulfill you and Gu Zimo. But he is not your lover, and neither am I. Speaking of this, he felt a pain in his heart, coughed unconsciously, his throat was dry and astringent, and he couldn't vomit blood, a touch of bitterness floated on his thin lips, and he sighed faintly: "Qingchen, my time is really short." Before the words fell, his eyebrows trembled, and the next tear came out.

"For a thousand years, I've always wondered how nice it would be if your soul could be reborn and you could forget me, and how nice it would be if you could remember me." Lin Feng's thin lips trembled slightly, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "In the past sixteen years, I have often wondered, if you abandon the ethical dogma and only treat me as a man, will you treat me as Lin Feng or Murong Qian?" Is it your brother, or is it ...... Your husband. ”

Lin Feng swallowed the sourness surging in his throat and tried to pull out a smile: "Now, finally, you don't have to think about anything!" ”

"Qingchen, I can't save you today, if you wake up one day, don't hate me anymore, don't punish yourself for the mistakes I made." Lin Feng kissed lightly on the ice, "I only hope that you will be safe and happy in this life." ”

Lin Feng hung his head weakly, letting the tears drift away on the ice, and his faint breath drifted faintly, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time: "Qingchen, you remember, this life, this life, eternal life, I, Murong Qian, only love you alone!" ”

The deep water is cold, and in the tears of parting, it melts little by little. Tick-tock, like rain, ding-dong, like falling into a stream.

In the murmuring of the water, there were small and broken footsteps approaching, Lin Feng opened his eyes with difficulty, and in the hazy faint light, he saw a beautiful peach blossom face, which was a light and dusty face, just like the heartbeat appearance when she first saw her, she smiled and walked towards him, step by step, crushing his dreams.

The hottest thing in the world is not, nameless fire, but lover's tears.

Only scorching love can melt the thousand-year-old ice sealed in the bottom of the heart and untie the knot in the previous life.

There was a faint relief on his lips, and slowly, for a long time, he closed his tired eyes.

The ice suddenly cracked slightly, and the ice cubes peeled off layer by layer like an old wall skin, and slowly, Lin Jianyan, who was lying in the innermost place, looked peaceful, as if he was asleep and had died peacefully. One or two quiet blue lights suddenly floated out of her sleeves, fell on Lin Feng's body, and with a gentle flick, she sank again.

The abnormal movement in the pavilion caused the footsteps on the corridor to speed up and get closer, Gu Yelan saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, and said softly, "Ah! "Yes.

Gu Zimo hurriedly followed, held Gu Yelan's retreating shoulder, and said softly, "Lan Lan, what's wrong?" ”

Gu Yelan sighed, turned around and hid in Gu Zimo's arms, stretched out her hand and pointed to the pavilion: "Zimo, subtract her ......"