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He didn't dare to look at Bicaoxi's clear and indifferent eyes, he was afraid to see a trace of contempt in those eyes.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, grabbed Bicaoxi's hands, and said in a dry voice: "Xi'er, ...... Spit out the poisoned wine, as long as you don't die...... We...... No matter what, we always have a chance...... Even if you really don't have a chance, it's better than dead! ”

"Young master, it's too late, in fact, you just want me to die, so that I can marry a famous lady in Mingmei, and then inherit the Qing family's family business." Bi Caoxi's eyes gradually dimmed, this time, she did not call him "Brother You", but called back the "young master" who had been called for many years, she felt that it was more convenient to call him "young master".

"No, no, no! No, I, I really love you, I really love you! I can give up whatever I don't want, but let me commit suicide...... I really, can't do it......" he roared feebly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Bicaoxi fell softly into his arms, her lips were dark purple, and dark blood flowed from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth, which was poisonous, she closed her eyes full of despair, and whispered, "You...... Love me? But I ...... Hate you......"

He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly, he began to cry, he cried so much that his whole face hurt, and his tears dried up, but he still couldn't stop crying, and he suddenly understood.

Without her, who can the beautiful sound of the flute be blown to?

Without her, who will enjoy the beautiful scenery with?

Without her, who will taste the delicious food with?

Only when she is there, her life is complete, her pursuit is meaningful, she is her whole world!

He knew that it was too late.

He hugged Bicaoxi's corpse blankly, the corpse began to get slightly cold, his limbs gradually stiffened, and he muttered: "I regret it again, I regret not dying with you, this world without you is meaningless, Xi'er, how can you forgive me......"

Grassshake, of course, doesn't speak.

"How can you forgive me......" he buried his head in Bicaoxi, crying loudly.

"You want her to forgive you?" A voice that looked like the middle of the night asked.

He looked up: "Who is it?" ”

A man carrying a huge cross and wearing a gray cloak appeared in front of him, his face hidden in the darkness and not clearly visible.

"Who am I? It's a hard question to answer, in short, I am God, do you believe it? The man in the cloak said.

"You...... Is it God? I, I believe, if you are really a god," he whispered with teary eyes, "please, help me...... I have no choice, I will give you whatever you want. ”

"You didn't live and die with your lover because of cowardice, and I gave up on the person I loved because of cowardice, speaking of which, we really have the same disease, and it doesn't hurt to help you once, but even God can't make one person forgive another." The man in the cloak said.

He hung his head in a dazed and lost manner, his body trembling slightly.

"However, I can give you a chance to get her forgiveness." The man in the cloak continued.

He was stunned for a moment, overjoyed, and kept kowtowing on the ground, and he didn't realize that his head was bleeding: "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior......"

The man in the cloak took out a long red candle, waved his hand, and the red candle ignited, and suddenly the wind rose around, and it seemed that something was pouring in from all directions and burrowing into the red candle.

The cloaked man said, "That woman's soul has been infused into this 10,000-year-old candle, which can burn for 10,000 years, and as long as the flame is not extinguished, her soul can always be stored in this candle." If you can ask her to forgive, this red candle will tell you, but this woman's will is extremely strong, and her resentment is therefore extremely heavy, so it is not so easy for her to forgive. ”

What the man in the cloak said to others sounded extremely absurd, the soul could not see or touch, this all belonged to the category of metaphysics, there was if you believe, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it, but at this time, his spirit was close to collapse, and he didn't hesitate to believe it.

"So, what if I can't get her to forgive for the rest of my life......" he asked in a daze.

The man in the cloak was also stunned for a moment, and after a while, he let out a strange laugh: "Then, I'll use the five-colored clay to pinch an immortal body for you." This body will allow you to wait until this woman forgives you, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years...... Everlasting. However, human beings are too self-interested, and their bodies are too decayed, and their sorrows cannot be kept for a long time, but if they are freed from the shackles of decaying bodies, emotions and memories will become long and clear, and they cannot be forgotten. You will never forget your love and apologies for her, and you will live forever! ”

A trace of fear passed through his heart, and he was about to say something, when the cloaked man waved his hand, and he lost consciousness.

When he awoke, he found himself lying on the ground, he propped himself up with his hands, and dimly saw the back of the man in the cloak.

"I don't know yet, what your name is!" He shouted with all his might, and suddenly he found that his voice was much more beautiful than before, and he looked at his hands, and found that they were as white as jade, and every finger was like a peerless work of art.

The man in the cloak turned around, the wind blew his hat, his face was exposed, his face, nothing, really, nothing, not even a mouth to speak.

But the man in the cloak actually spoke: "My name is Faceless." ”

With that, Faceless walked into the forest.

He looked down and found that there was not a single strand on his body, and his body and skin were as warm as jade, which did not look like his own body.

He struggled to his feet, carefully picked up the 10,000-year-old candle beside him, and walked forward without purpose or direction......

In this way, more than a thousand years later, he waited hard, but still did not wait for the woman to forgive him.

After the story was finished, Aoki Yu looked at Qing Zijin calmly, and Qing Zijin hesitated and said, "I think, after so many years, the maid should have forgiven him a long time ago." ”

"But over the years, no matter what he did or said, the red candle never responded to him, just burned quietly." Yu Aoki shook his head.

"Then, maybe the man in the cloak is deceiving, but in fact, this candle is just an ordinary candle and can't contain a soul." Qing Zijin said.

"A candle that can burn for a thousand years, how can it be ordinary, how can it be a faceless who can make an immortal body, how can it be an ordinary human, he doesn't need to deceive people at all." Yu Aoki said lightly.

Qing Zijin took a deep breath and said bluntly: "Ancestor, it has been so many years, and you have atoned for your sins. ”

"No, as long as she doesn't forgive me, I'll always be a sinner......" Yu Aoki murmured softly.

Aoko Jin is silent, guilty or innocent, good or bad, this is the standard of Aoki Yu's own heart, everything starts from the heart.

The bell must be tied to the bell, Qing Zijin looked at the red candle in the small pavilion of the wooden table that had been burning for thousands of years and would continue to burn.

The red candle is silent, and the fire is like a bean.

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