As far as the eye can see, there is a verdant forest, and birds fly in the forest from time to time. The www.biquge.info afternoon sun lazily shone on the ground. and weaved a golden thread in the sky. From a distance, it is a beautiful scenery.

Murong Qiusi was carrying a white horse and a delicate long sword in his hand. Standing on the top of Huimeng Peak, quietly watching the afternoon scenery. He loved the shine of the afternoon, autumn, a sentimental season. When the literati arrived, they would sigh with endless emotion. However, Murong Qiusi is unique, he is Qiu's admirer. He even felt that Autumn was with his life. This autumn has just entered the season, and the performance is not too obvious, and the autumn mood is not too strong. However, in this afternoon when the sun is about to set, autumn is the most intoxicating.

Gradually, the sunset began to set noticeably. In the distance, the clouds in the west were ignited. It's so red and beautiful.

Murong Qiusi smiled slightly, today's trip was indeed not in vain. Thinking like this, Murong Qiusi rode forward. No matter how beautiful the sunset is, it has to disappear, right? If you don't rush back at sunset, the night road is not easy. It's just that, despite thinking like this, Murong Qiusi still walked very slowly. Watching the sunset almost while walking. He really didn't want to miss it.

After a short time, they reached the forest that they had only seen. Huimeng Peak is not very high. So it didn't take much time. entered the forest, but it had a different flavor. I don't know who is ingenious, and there are a lot of green bamboos planted in this forest. It adds a bit of an indescribable flavor to this maple forest. This forest is also Murong Qiusi's favorite. Especially in the fall. The maple leaves fluttering all over the forest, not to mention how ecstasy.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano wafted out of the silent forest. There is a little sadness in the sound of the piano, a little loneliness and helplessness. Wisps of resentment, such as admiration, such as crying. Circling around the forest, churning. It seems that he wants to take away all the autumn mood and return it all to himself.

Is there anyone in this forest too? Murong Qiusi felt a little strange, in this forest, even farmers who collect firewood usually don't come. Not to mention idlers. If you insist on saying that there is, only when there is a solar term, some literati will come to express their feelings. Now that this is not a festival, will there be people like themselves who come to enjoy autumn? Thinking like this, Murong Qiusi followed the sound of the flute and walked over.

Stay closer, obviously. It can be seen that it appears to be a woman. A woman in Tsing Yi has a delicate and elegant face. The skin is white and fat, and the figure is pretty. Qianqianyu's fingers caressed a purple piano. Came closer. You can clearly see the sorrow and loneliness between the woman's eyebrows. Murong Qiusi suddenly felt a little familiar. I seem to have seen this woman somewhere.

"Girl" Murong Qiusi shouted softly, wanting to confirm whether he had ever seen her.

The woman raised her head slightly, and her clear eyes glanced at Murong Qiusi. As if he recognized him, he was slightly stunned. The movement between the fingers also stopped.

"Zhou Yuqin?" Murong Qiusi recognized the person in front of him and immediately turned over and dismounted. Just step forward.

Zhou Yuqin's face suddenly showed a panicked look, and he hurriedly put away the purple piano and carried it on his back. Flee in a hurry.

"Why are you leaving?" Murong Qiu shouted in confusion. He threw off the reins and chased after him. Zhou Yuqin was wearing a cyan dress, and her movements were not very sharp, seeing that Murong Qiusi was about to chase after her.

Zhou Yuqin pulled up the bamboo flute she was wearing on her chest and blew it gently. Suddenly, a horse neighed not far away. After a while, a blue and white horse galloped in. Zhou Yuqin got on the horse. He ran out quickly and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Murong Qiusi reluctantly stopped, and angrily slammed his fist on the tree. The tree makes a "bang" sound, and many leaves fall. Murong Qiusi suddenly remembered that he had come on a horse. Hurriedly ran back along the same road, rode his horse and continued the pursuit.

It's just that I don't look for it, and the sky is getting dark. Everything in the forest is blurred. Murong Qiusi knew that it was impossible to find her anymore, and he was a little frustrated. Could it be that I and you really have to miss? How many winters and summers have we missed, how many springs and autumns have we been barren? See you today, why should you avoid it? If you really don't feel good for me, why do you have those three-year covenants? You said that in three years, if we love each other, we can be together. At the end of three years, you told me that I am the only one in your life. But why do you want to say goodbye? I've been waiting for you for three whole years. It's been another three years, yes, I'm always remembering our little bits. Always remember the three-year contract. I know you're still here, so I don't regret or hate this thousand-year trip. There's not a day I don't want to think of you. The promise is still there, and I can even make out the smell of your hair between my fingers. But how can you bear to abandon me?

Murong Qiusi led the horse and walked unconsciously in the forest. My mind is full of her pictures, a smile, a grudge and an annoyance. Lingering, chopping constantly. Qin'er, do you remember that name? Six years ago, when you allowed me to call you that. Do you know how I rejoice? Three years ago, you left me. A piece of paper, a few lines. Why, exactly? You tell me that I don't want to call Qin'er this way in the future. You are so heartless, but I can't erase you from my memory. My idiot, do you understand?

"Why did you leave in the first place if it was painful?" Somewhere in the forest, a woman in a gray dress looked at Murong Qiusi and asked Zhou Yuqin next to her.

Zhou Yuqin habitually touched the corners of her eyes, which were dry and did not have a trace of wetness. Tears, have they dried up? "The master said that I have no chance to be with him in this life. If he did it, it would only hurt him. Just like three years ago. Although we can't stay together, he is alive and well. That's enough," Zhou Yuqin said lightly, as if the past had nothing to worry about her.

"You." The woman in gray sighed helplessly, "Obviously I care a lot in my heart, but I always look very relieved." The face is as cold as frost, and the heart is as solid as a rock. Indescribable bitterness, endless bitter tears. Yuqin, if you don't have a chance to be together. Just forget about it. and so that they may not be painful. ”

"Forget?" Zhou Yuqin laughed a few times stupidly, and she didn't know what she was laughing at. "If you can forget, why love each other? How can you and I put down the word love? If you really let it go, what's the point of this love? Because I can't forget it, it's profound. ”

"But even if you give up being with him. Is he happy? The woman in gray said in a word, "His heart is also full of you, and today you want to play a song for him." But he hit it squarely. aroused his affection for you, do you think he can live happily in the future? ”

"So what should I do?" Only then did Zhou Yuqin realize the problem, yes, he saw me. And still remembering those pasts, with his temperament, there will be some days of restless food and sleep. Qiu Si, forgive me.

The woman in gray didn't say anything more, because she didn't know how to help them. These two poor people. Six years ago, they should have known each other, but they missed it again and again. Until they themselves felt as impossible as the sun and the moon. God gave them a chance to fall in love with each other, by chance. They made a three-year contract in the presence of an old man. If they love each other within three years, they will stay together for the rest of their lives. Otherwise, they will leave separately and have no hope. They really fell in love and were about to get married. A sudden change broke them apart, and told them that their stay together was just a mistake.

Murong Qiusi continued to walk aimlessly in the night, and said in his mouth, "I have known you for three years, joys and sorrows, but no love." The king should be self-respecting, the concubine should not rely on, and the end of the world will be alone. Acquaintance, flowers bloom and fall, a few spring and autumn. If you go away, you should be self-respecting, and there will be no time in the future. Qin'er, you are so ruthless. Hmph, is it absolutely with you? The end of the world is a solo song, and I only hope that there will be bosom friends to cherish each other. ”