PS: Why? Why is that? Did An An say something wrong? It's all very regular, it should be no problem, but what's the problem? Silenced? It's so uncomfortable, it's so sad, why is that? Why? Here, thank you Ruolan Lingkong, Sugar Roll, Dark Night Tianfeng, Specializing in Little Freshness (Poppy), Dream Love Yichen and Chasing Dreams All the Way, "Lotus Dream" clicked, but, it was banned later, and it seems that there is no content left, in short, thank you there, thank you very much for your support. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

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25 Hope falls

In the long sky, there is a kind of pain, a deep pain, a lonely pain, a distant pain that is difficult to look back, but it is still so long-term, step by step and far away, without stopping, just so quiet.

Breathe softly, forget and forget in that breath, beg for life in that breath, seek life, and then forget, forget for a long time, forget everything, forget for some reason, forget.

The tears of sadness surged like waves, in that forgetting, forgetting for a long time, in the blank, she shook her head, kept shaking her head, in that jumping scene, in her mind was the scene of teeth and claws.

It was the sword waving in the air and talking so dazzled, so chaotic, in the long waves of water that kept jumping, all of a sudden, he spat blood, gulps of blood, heart-wrenching blood.

She pleaded, desperately kneeling and begging him, not like this, not like this, but he only gently squeezed her hand, and then, gently letting go, the wind gently brought him to her and whispered to her: "Good, later, let's go back together." ”

"Missed ......"

"Don't worry, I won't die."

"Don't! Disappointed, don't! Half-stimulated, she screamed as she desperately shook his hand against her back, as if he had said not "not death", but "definitely death", she panicked and worried.

He gently and coldly refused: "Let go!" ”

"Missed ......"

"Let go!" He commanded coldly again.

Falling into the void is a person who can be so indifferent that she suddenly looks like a stranger, she is used to it, it seems to be used to it, but suddenly she becomes very strange, very indifferent, the world seems to suddenly become very cruel again, she can't bear to look back, she can't bear to see it.

What a bleak sunset, what a lonely way back for a lonely man. On the lonely road that turned back, she walked alone and tried to be strong.

On the lonely road, the only thing left is the lonely who can't leave the footprints of the footsteps, and the footprints seem to be not walking on the road, but walking on the journey of life step by step, and walking on the journey and ups and downs of the soul step by step.

It's not something that can be avoided by timidity, it's not something that can be easily avoided by fear and fear, it's not something that can be easily avoided by shaking your shoulders, in the lonely and dim streets of the night, lonely and lost on the streets.

It's just cold, it's just shivering, it's helpless, that's useless, that long road, that cold long road, the only thing she can do is not stop, she can't stop, she can't stop. Go forward, keep going, don't let yourself stop.

When she was young, a boy approached her, and so came into her life, and he asked her, "Why are you here?" ”

She was stunned, as if she hadn't heard anything clearly, he looked up blankly, looked at the face in front of him, forgot for a long time, but still strange and couldn't find anything.

It took a while for her to determine in her heart that this person, the person in front of her, she had never seen before, and she had indeed never seen it. Then she lowered her head, somewhat indifferently, and then, she hugged herself and whispered, "I don't know." ”

This is the words of coping with the past, and it is also the true answer of her heart. She didn't know, she didn't know why she was here, she didn't know where else she could go. She didn't know how much more she was going to stay or how long she wanted to stay.

It was terrible, and the loneliness and dead silence that wanted to make the heart tremble and escape, couldn't help but want to dodge, couldn't help but shiver in the cold, shivered in the cold, suffered in the cold and loneliness, she hugged herself in pain.

Forget the person in front of you, forget the person in front of you who wants to get closer, this ...... Or maybe it's not forgetting, it's not forgetting, it's not something that can be truly forgotten by forgetting in clothes. She just wanted him to stay away from her, she just wanted to exclude him, she just wanted him to go.

Sometimes, the more you want to be warm, the more you want to get closer, and the closer you want to be warm is not to touch, not to touch, because of touching, there will be a feeling of electric shock, so fear.

The fear of that kind of electric shock, the fear of that kind of fear, made her tremble, and she involuntarily chose to stay away, chose to reject, and chose to watch from a distance.

Looking at him, looking at the dream-like warmth, looking at the light in the dream-like blue rooftop, all of them were free, confusing, and flickering like candlelight.

In that fear, in that there is no good prediction, that is the vision of the future that cannot be expected, that is the vision of the future that cannot be found, that is impossible to find, as if everything is so hard to find.

"Yes...... You'll be scared! I'm scared! The trembling little girl spoke of her fears.

The little boy, in the background in front of his gaze, didn't say anything, didn't reply to her, he didn't comfort her and tell her not to be afraid, he didn't say anything like he would protect her.

He just walked forward, kept walking forward, walked forward, held her hand tightly and walked forward, walked forward like a flight, he held her hand, held her hand tightly, did not look back, did not stop, kept wearing a rough hand and pulled her hand tightly, ran and ran.

They, a little boy and a little girl, barefoot, were just stepping on the gravel road in the countryside, on the thorny grass, and their feet were blistered, bleeding, aching, and then they were paralyzed and numb.

"If, one day, I want to tell you to leave, to leave the place we know best, would you be willing? Spirit. This was what he asked her, but it was not as if it were not culture, it was not an order to refute and refuse.

Failure, this is failure, this is blue hair, the tone will be cold and cannot be refused. He didn't know how he had answered him.

It seems that there is no need to know. She didn't even need to know how she answered him, she didn't need to look back and reminisce about the memory.

Because, no matter how clear or vague the memory is, and the future, and at this moment, and reality still have not changed in the slightest, he who has not changed, who has not changed, who is the most distant him, just like the blue sky that can be seen when he looks up, but it is the sky that can never be found, never touched, that is the sky that is difficult for him to touch, that is the sky that is difficult to touch as a person.

She didn't have the idea of touching the sky, just like she didn't get too close to him, too close to his thoughts, because he didn't want to, as long as he didn't like things he didn't like or want to, she didn't want to do.

There will always be some confusion, the confusion of not being able to get close, the trembling and fear of not being able to get close. No matter how long you cry, as long as you don't take your own steps, you can't reach the end, you can't get to your destination.

What is far away, far away is the distance that will never go forward again, that is the distance that cannot be traced, that is, the farthest distance. The distant confusion, the distant difficulty.

There is only a time when you are lonely, and there is only a strong choice, and being strong is the only choice, to be strong with your own life, on the journey of fear and trembling life, relying on your own trembling heart to rub, rubbing time, touching pain, rubbing patience and re-enduring it.

Is endurance the only choice in life? Yin Ling had asked herself in confusion, and as she looked into the distance, she realized that she either hadn't found the answer yet, or she had always stood for it.

The answer, the reply, the reply and reply of life are like the most ethereal clouds in the sky, an ethereal piece, and an ethereal one that can never be found.

There would be some hesitation, what surprise would there be, she held the handkerchief in her hand, and cried tremblingly and helplessly: "Failed...... What to do? What should I do? ”

The blood was still flowing, her handkerchief was soaked, so much blood, and she was only a thin handkerchief, unstoppable blood, unstoppable pain, she was afraid, scared, blamed herself, nervous.

But she still had no way to panic and wanted to hug him, she wanted to hug him tightly, she wanted to tell him that she could help you stop the bleeding, she could help you stop the bleeding. But...... She still can't do it, she still can't do it, and the blood that can't stop flowing still keeps flowing.

Fear overflowed her heart, and she convulsed and cried helplessly: "What to do? Still can't stop, the blood, still can't stop, ...... again If you continue like this, you'll die, you'll be in vain...... You're going to die! What should I do? What should I do? Don't die, you don't want to die, I beg you, don't, don't......"

"What a fool." He was weakly **, but he was **, his eyes were soft, and Ye Luokong, who had always been indifferent, also had soft and gentle eyes, and there would be times when he pity her, but it was the moment when he was fragile and life was on the verge of the end.

She was angry, she was angry with dissatisfaction, dissatisfied with such an ending, dissatisfied with such a fate, she shouted: "I don't want it, I don't want you to die, it is in vain, I don't want you to die, you can't die, you definitely can't die......"

"What a fool." He trembled and stretched out his blood-stained hand, trembling towards her, arranging the fine strands of hair around her ears, so soft, so connected, and so empty and melancholy, "I won't die, I won't ......"

"You lied to me, you lied to me, so you don't believe it, you don't believe it......"

Just when Yin Ling was crying, he looked at the girl in front of him, and couldn't help laughing, laughing so much that he forgot the pain of the wound, and she actually had a good mood to tease her: "Little villain, do you believe that I will die, do you want me to die?" Then I'll make your wish come true......"

"Oh, don't!" Panic filled the heart that was about to burst, and the Soul hurriedly hugged him, completely frightened, and she hugged him and cried out loudly, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense! Abominable leaves fall short! Though...... Although you ...... Very damn it! But, but, you can't die! You can't say you're going to die either! I'm not allowed, I'm not allowed, I'm not in vain, don't torture myself like this, okay? You're not just torturing yourself, you're torturing me, what should you do to me? How are you supposed to let me treat you as good? I should...... What should I do with you? ”

"Whisper?" He trembled and tried to push her away, he whispered the heat, the warm breath in her ears again and again, and all she felt was the undulating beat of her heart, and that melancholy feeling, feeling him push away, he was pushing her away, gently pushing her away.

She still wanted to struggle, she wanted to struggle and said, "Don't, miss, don't, don't, don't push me away, don't push me away......"

Before she could say the words, she trembled, and her whole body froze as if she were paralyzed by electricity.

His body was full of wounds, and the blood was still flowing, and he kissed her fingers tremblingly, and the fine kiss fell on each of her fingers, and the fine kiss that rained down would tremble and die, as if the breath of death between the fingers of the bones lingered.

Crying silently, crying helplessly, she choked softly, looking at her helplessness against him, so helpless at the imminent passing of his life, how useless she was to keep him, to keep his life, so helpless, that he could only watch his death?

She could only watch as she brutally watched him bleed and die like that? She doesn't want it, she doesn't want it...... What she has to do, what she has to do.

"Don't move, silly girl, don't move." He whispered softly, not an order, but there was more irresistible than an order, and she was so paralyzed that she couldn't move her whole body.

"Disappointed......" She suddenly realized that she was such a stupid, such a bastard, so excessive, but she still couldn't do anything, she still couldn't do anything, she could only hold the handkerchief soaked in his blood so helplessly, so helpless that she left tears of pain and cowardice.

"Spirit, don't cry." He wanted to be so desperate that when the smell of blood rushed into her nose, she could only feel the backflow of blood, the backflow of blood all over her body, he kissed her on the cheek and sighed softly, "Wake up, wake up, silly girl, wake up from a nightmare......"

"What?" She screamed in shock and panic, but it was white, a deathly hollow white.

"He Yinling, you brainless, Ye Luokong is dead, don't you still admit it?" Whose roar is that, is it innocent? Is it Wei Wuxian? What is he talking about? Is he telling a joke? What did he say, he actually said that Ye Luokong died, what a joke, what a big joke. She doesn't want it, so she shouldn't believe this guy's words?

But...... What about the failure? What about the frustration of others?

Where's the frustration? I guess I'm busy. When he's busy, he doesn't like people to disturb him. If the minstrel disturbs him when he's busy, he'll be angry.

In order not to make the fall angry, she did not go to him. She will be obedient, she will obediently wait for him, obediently wait for him to finish, she obediently wait for him to come back and say that she is obedient. She wanted to tell him that he was waiting for him, and she had been waiting for him obediently, so obediently waiting for him to come back. Come back quickly. She's waiting for you to come back.

Crying, crying again. Tears of cowardice, she doesn't want tears, she doesn't want to cry. Disappointed doesn't like her to cry, so if she doesn't cry, she will definitely try not to let herself cry.

"Yin Ling, be good, I'm fine, don't cry, don't cry for me, girls who cry often will have swollen eyes, and crying swollen eyes will be ugly!" He kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes and comforted softly, "Ugly Yinling, I won't want it, do you say it's okay?" ”

"Not good." She replied defeatedly.

It will be so vulnerable, it will be so irresistibly conquered, it will be so completely vulnerable that it will be so easily conquered.

Eventually, she would cry out in a fragile and wrecked way, and just as she was crying out loud with "wow", he kissed her so hard that she couldn't cry, kissed her so hard to resist, kissed her hard to dodge, kissed so that she forgot everything, as if she would hold her breath like this, hold her breath even if it was so breathless to die.

"Damn it! He Yinling, don't hold your breath! Damn it! Breathe it! He Yinling, hurry up and breathe! "Whose cry is this, whose roar is this, whose angry and anxious voice is this, is he in a hurry?

What is he anxious about? She seemed to hear what he was shouting, and she couldn't seem to hear anything, and she couldn't seem to remember anything. She couldn't remember anything, she couldn't remember anything.

"Spirit, the living love the dead, do you know what it is?" That girl, the girl who pointed her forehead with her finger was so familiar, Yin Ling finally groped for the girl's appearance in her mind, and compared her name, Gu Ji'er, it's her, that's right, it's her, so, what is Gu Ji'er talking about?

"Don't do things that destroy yourself and torture people!" It was her deep sigh and expectation, "You look like you're going to die, Yin Ling, this is really meaningless, you're useless!"

You're still ...... It's better to be sober, you want to live! You still have to live well! You still have to cheer up your life! ”

Gu Jier...... She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled a breath, looking into the distance, from that dead white, she saw the light, a different light, as if it was a blue light, a fluorescent blue light, she saw the sky in that blue light, she saw the distance, she saw death, she saw silence, and it seemed like eternal life, and it seemed to see destruction, but she just couldn't see what she wanted to see, she just couldn't find what she was looking for.

What she was looking for, what she was looking for was so simple, so unique, yet so difficult, yet so difficult to do, hard to find.

"It's not about what you want, it's about whatever." Whose words are these, and whose numbers are they?

"You have to learn to get used to it, what you can't get, if you can't get it, it means that it's not yours, it means that there is no fate, in this case, you should respect reality, Yin Ling, you should learn to respect reality."

It's Gu Ji'er, she knows, this is Gu Ji'er talking to her, and she is nagging her about the truth that belongs to her Gu Ji'er. She seemed to hear it. But, did she get it? Did she get it? The spirit himself doesn't know.

"Come, eat the apple." Gu Ji'er said to the puppet-like girl beside her.

The spirit bit down on the apple mechanically, but it was a large and hard piece, and she spit it out with a toothache, but it was a large rock.

Stone?

"I want to hit the stone into my body, please do my best!" Whose words are these, this is the young boy who knelt on the ground and begged for a teacher.

Failed...... Why? She was surprised.

She once resisted crying and screaming: "Don't, don't, fail, you'll die!" Don't! ”

"Go away, Whisper! You don't care, I want to be stronger, I want to be stronger, I want to be stronger~! It was his voice, his cold and ruthless words of refusal, "Master, please." ”