Chapter 109: Pouring Out
Chapter 109: Pouring out
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Shen Qianxun said mercilessly: "Today, I only treat you as drunk. Tomorrow, you and I still have nothing to do with each other. It's getting late, so go back early and rest. From here all the way to the south. His tone was polite like someone he had just met, and there was no intersection at all. Ling'er couldn't figure it out, could it be that everything just now was just her own illusion?
Qianyi said that alcohol can give people the illusion they want. It seems that this is really the case, otherwise it would not make sense, why Shen Qianxun could change so much in the blink of an eye. If all his actions and words just now were pretending to be perfunctory, she wouldn't believe it.
No reason, no evidence. It's just that her heart told herself that Shen Qianxun definitely didn't have any feelings for herself. But now he is standing in front of him, but he is a stranger like that. Ling'er smiled, laughing so heartbreakingly. "I'm drunk, I'm drunk...... All of this is just wishful thinking on my part. ”
Looking at Ling'er's broken liver and intestines, and watching her laugh and complain about herself, Shen Qianxun's heart was screwed together. He can disguise himself very well, pretending to be cold, so that people dare not approach. He can pretend to be unwavering, ignoring the desperate expectations of the woman in front of him.
"I'm sorry. I can't, I think I'm going to give this life to the Tao, I can't have a little bit of personal emotion. The world is righteous, and all living beings are safe. I can't abandon my karma and my teacher's kindness for my own selfishness. Shen Qianxun said silently in his heart, how much he wished he could tell her these words in person. But it was precisely because he knew too much that he couldn't say it, how could he not know that if he didn't do it, Ling'er would never give up this absurd emotion and go his own way.
Ling'er used the only weak strength in the last to support herself. She said unwillingly: "If all this is just my own thoughts, then how can you explain this!?" Ling'er angrily plucked the rosewood hairpin on her head with one hand, and the three thousand green silks suddenly slanted down like a waterfall.
Ling'er pointed at Shen Qianxun with this wooden hairpin, and waited for his explanation with round eyes. Shen Qianxun just glanced at it, and didn't linger for long. "On a whim, take it to test the sword. If you think it's an eyesore, put it away. There was a hint of indifference, a hint of disdain, and a hint of disdain.
Ling'er was stunned and lost her voice. What happened was like a desperate nightmare, falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom in an instant...... She was bruised all over her body, but she still couldn't wake up. "Why do you ...... me like this" Ling'er felt that these words didn't seem like her own voice.
"Because you and I are natural enemies, demons and morality are always incompatible." Shen Qianxun stared indifferently at the endless front. Ling'er thought that he didn't care about looking at himself at all, but who knew that he didn't dare to look at such an unbearable face. He was afraid that he would really not be able to help but step forward, so he said regardless of it: "I lied to you!" Shen Qianxun made a look of boredom and indifference, and closed his eyes.
Ling'er looked at Shen Qianxun's appearance, but she didn't want to give up at all. Ling'er innocently wiped her tears, walked forward with a smile and said, "Chihiro, I know that you can't say that, right?" You tell me, you have to do it, huh? Ling'er looked at Shen Qianxun's eyes, trying to find the answer and find the flaw.
Shen Qianxun stepped back impatiently, and yelled at Ling'er: "I have already made it very clear! You don't deceive yourself anymore. What you hear is what I want to say, and I don't have to do it. In this life, Taoism is the only thing I can cultivate. You're going to get bored like that! Ling'er shook her head heartbreakingly and said, "You dare to swear, don't you have any feelings for me?" ”
Shen Qianxun sneered: "Of course there is, but it's just my feeling for demons, like all demons, there is no difference!" Ling'er looked at the ruthless man in front of him in frustration, feeling the cold temperature brought to him by the rosewood hairpin in his hand. Raising his hand, he said heartbrokenly: "People are gone, love is gone, what's the use of leaving lovesickness empty!" ”
Sure enough, in the next moment, Ling'er used all her strength to throw the hairpin that had just been stained with her hair into the distance. For a time, the wind was surging. The rosewood hairpin cut a dazzling parabola in the night sky, and finally fell lifeless into the depths of the jungle in the dark night. "Boom—" A deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded in the night sky.
Ling'er only felt that she had been evacuated, and completely ignored the thunder sound that she feared the most on weekdays. Shen Qianxun froze in place and did not show anything. In an instant, the rain poured down, making it too late to hide. Ling'er stood in the rain, and Shen Qianxun stood in the pavilion. The rain separated the two of them in two boundaries.
"Shen Qianxun, remember what you said today! I'm a demon, so you'd better not be tempted by me. If you say something against your heart today, I want you to love but not forsake it. The pouring rain hit Ling'er's body one by one with bead-sized raindrops, and the pain made Ling'er unusually sober.
Where Shen Qianxun stood, the rain was not touched. The pouring raindrops were like sharp knives, scraping every remaining skin of Ling'er. When the rain was pouring down, she stood in the rain, letting it drench her all over her body. And he could only stand still, just watch it all. Because sometimes, inaction is often the most hurtful.
Ling'er didn't know whether it was rain or tears with the cold and warm on her face. She kept rubbing, as if she was angry with herself. But no matter how much you wipe it, it still won't help. "Ahh
This decisive voice was a sharp blade, piercing deep into Shen Qianxun's heart. It hurts to the bone marrow, but I can't even cry out for pain, so I can only endure it. Ling'er exhausted her energy, and after a while, she glanced at Shen Qianxun, who was like a sculpture and didn't even have a look in her eyes, and turned to leave...... Shen Qianxun's everything, at this moment, was taken away. He didn't know whether to leave or stay now, whether he was sad or happy.
Looking at the back of the person who left in the rain, Shen Qianxun could only imprint this vague outline tightly in his heart. "I'm sorry, I hope you can have a better life." Shen Qianxun said it over and over again in his heart, reading it. All the way south, until it was determined that it was out of Shen Qianxun's sight, Ling'er cried again. Squatted down and hugged himself tightly, but without a trace of temperature and loneliness, he disappeared into the heavy rain. Shen Qianxun couldn't pretend anymore, and staggered to the corridor of the pavilion behind him. My mind went blank, and when I turned my hand, I suddenly ran into something. Shen Qianxun turned his head indifferently, it was Ling'er's wine cup. When I picked it up, there was still more than half of the wine. Frowning tightly.
The senior brother will go to drink when he is happy or unhappy; Ling'er will drink when she is sorrowful; Do you drink without scruples when you are worried? Shen Qianxun held the wine cup in his hand tightly, raised his hand slightly, and poured a line of fine wine into his throat. Unlike Ling'er, he didn't feel spicy, maybe he was numb, just like drinking the spring water of Wuling Mountain, sweet and fragrant, at this moment, he fell in love with such a taste