XIV. The Past
It seems to be a lush wood, and there are people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info is not a few. Looks like I'm holding something. Talking to something. The clothes are obviously not robes or anything like that.
It's closer, as if someone said, "It's here ahead, where we're going today." Been looking for a long time. ”
Then, the question, "Are you sure?" When I came, I told us that it wouldn't take long to find it. It's been three days now. Your phone is running out of battery, so you're not sure? ”
"Of course, Xiaoyu, what nonsense are you talking about? You look at people, Jing Si doesn't say anything. ”
Then, it seemed to be raining. The group ran forward, looking for shelter from the rain.
After that, there was darkness. From time to time, there is a little light.
Faintly, it seems that someone named Jing Si has discovered something. He watched with his phone, digging something in the ground with his hands.
After a while, it was dug up. It is a guqin, and the years have not changed its original appearance. Purple, he couldn't help but pluck the strings with his hand. Immediately, it made a nice sound. He smiled and looked at the guqin. There is an inexplicable familiarity. Listening to its voice, my heart hurts faintly.
Suddenly, the dirt beneath his feet loosened. Then, before he could even scream. He fell through the hole that appeared under his feet.
When I woke up, I was in a maple forest. ...
The sun was shining, and a little dust was rising from time to time on a path that was not very visible. From near and far, there were several shouts of "drive, drive, drive" and the sound of horses' hooves.
Zhou Yuqin's heart was as uncomfortable as fire, and she only hated that she couldn't fly to Qin State immediately. She knew that Fu Jian deliberately let her go, otherwise, it would be impossible for her to escape from the palace. When she was in Chang'an, she made a bet. Bet that Fu Jian will fall in love with her, yes. She was sure that she had won, so she came back with Liqian'er unscathed. However, this does not mean that Fu Jian will let him go. No matter how powerful he is, he will be outnumbered in that kind of place. If, if.... She pressed hard to keep her head off and not to think about it. Yes, he'll be fine. Qiu Si must be fine.
Li Qian'er just ran along, knowing that it was futile to say anything at this time. Zhou Yuqin was worried about Murong Qiusi's comfort, and it was strange that she could rest assured if she didn't see Murong Qiusi fine. However, the heavens shouldn't be so cruel, right? She thought to herself, you have deprived them of their fate. If they just miss it again and again, will they still have the right to take their lives?
The sky is gray. The man named Jing Si woke up. After walking around the maple forest a few times, I made sure that I had never been here. The partners have lost the news. He walked aimlessly, not knowing what he was going to do next. Yes. Just like his daily life, he lived in a state of confusion. Because of that woman, haunted by grief all day long. This trip was also forced out by a friend. Everyone said he would get moldy if he stayed at home.
However, he felt that it didn't matter. Maybe life has no meaning for him. Yes, the self-righteous three-year wait was exchanged for a sentence that did not dare to climb high. He asked himself more than once, is it really her Gao Pan? Yes, he has been an excellent student in everyone's eyes since he was a child, but she is not like that. Perhaps, he does have a little more aura. However, she didn't know that it was he who really felt that she had climbed high. Heh..., every time he thinks of this, he always smiles bitterly. Shaking his head and saying to himself: yes, I climbed high.
And it began to rain. He just felt refreshed. Yes, these spirits in heaven will make him forget about those unpleasantness for a while. She didn't understand how much he loved her. So, she didn't cherish that feeling. She said, "Yes, I did like you a little bit. But you didn't say anything, so I had no choice but to stop it. Unexpectedly, you brought up the old story again today. It's funny, isn't it? It's really funny. It turns out that everything is self-inflicted, it turns out that everything is just my own wishful thinking in the end, it turns out that I am just stupid, extremely stupid, extremely stupid. You didn't care, yes, you didn't. I've just been playing the role of a clown. Now, the play is over, and I should go back to my own life. But I don't want to take off the clown's mask, I'd rather someone else really treat me as a clown. That way, at least they won't see my embarrassment.
He didn't want to think about the sad things anymore. There are things that are lost. I'll never get it back in my life.