Chapter 228 Year after year, twilight and twilight

Yin Liucai was extremely embarrassed and guilty, and when he wanted to kill himself, the Qingyan Immortal asked: "If there is a person you love deeply and can't do it, what should you do?" ”

"Stalker?"

"And if he gets annoyed?"

"If you can't forget it, and you can't get a response, then you don't want to let me leave. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yin Liucai suddenly felt that it seemed that she had also experienced such a time, otherwise how could she blurt it out without thinking.

Qingyan Immortal smiled: "That's it." ”

"But...... At least beat him up. ”

Qingyan Immortal raised his hand lightly and said, "But I can't beat you." ”

This is irrefutable, and Yin Liucai will not really say, "I won't fight back, you just fight", she silently lowered her head and sighed lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

"It's because you don't have that luck, I'm so good, you don't love it, I should ask you to love someone who makes you worry about your stomach, makes you sad and joyful, and makes you know the lovesickness of the world. I will go and find a good girl, and she will treat me like the sun and the moon, and I will treat her as well. The Qingyan Immortal was smiling from beginning to end.

It is precisely because of this smile, and because of the gentleness from beginning to end, that Yin Liucai feels that it is cruel to say one more word. Because, on the contrary, she has been comforted, because it doesn't seem that she is going to break up, but more like he ruthlessly abandoned her.

After saying goodbye, Yin Liucai was stunned and cried, and the Angry Xianjun asked her: "What are you crying about, he didn't cry, you are embarrassed to cry." ”

"Are you my master or his master." Yin Liucai asked in a huff.

"Although it is your master, it is not good to talk nonsense with your eyes open." Hua Anger Immortal Jun really felt that loving Yin Liucai was the most unlucky thing in the life of Qingyan Immortals, so he didn't talk about Qingyan Immortals, and Su Shixiang was not much better, but there was a little good, but Su Shixiang was stalked by Yin Liucai.

Although he was choked by the words of the Immortal Monarch, Yin Liucai still understood the beauty of the Immortal Monarch: "Master, I always feel very sorry for him in my heart, what should I do?" ”

"If you can compensate, you will be repaid, and if you can't...... He wishes, how do you stay? Therefore, the word love is the most troublesome, and if you are biased, you can only suffer it. "Turning into anger Immortal Jun looked, Yin Liucai is not far from beheading me. Originally, he should have mentioned it, but I don't know who lit Yin Liucai, and she actually made her understand a little, although it is still far away, but the seed has been planted, and she is not afraid that it will not germinate, and she is not afraid that it will not grow into a towering tree.

However, Yin Liucai is only afraid that it will not be easy to detach, because she has given birth to another calamity. The guilt caused by not being able to respond to the Qingyan Immortals is like poison for Yin Liucai, who is benevolent, if this guilt cannot be exhausted, sooner or later this catastrophe will give birth to thousands of waves.

Therefore, it is not easy to be robbed, no matter how free and easy it is, there is no way to prepare for a person like Yin Liucai, who can feel guilty and get out of the catastrophe. What else can the Evil Immortal Monarch do, he can only secretly think that he has to find something to make up for the Qingyan Immortal, at least so that he has the strength to fight when he comes.

Tsk, it's not easy to be a teacher, worry about this and that, worry about that and there are others.

Yin Liucai is this person, she has never owed anyone, she has never been owed, she has never known what it is like to owe people. There is a good saying, money and debts are easy to repay, but love debts are difficult to repay, Yin Liucai finally felt it deeply.

"It always feels like when it's like this, I should be able to find someone to talk to, not just one or two, but many." When Yin Liucai was driven to cultivate by the Immortal Monarch of Hatred, he muttered as he walked.

"Forget it, don't think about it, don't think about love debts, it's nothing more than going to the soup in the future and sending charcoal in the snow. Although Yanyan may not be useful, but this heart still has to have, the grace of dripping water is still reciprocated, people's love is as deep as the sea, and if you can't repay the love, you have to read Yanyan's good. The more Yin Liucai thought about it at this time, the more he felt that he was blind and his heart was blind.

Besides, Su Rong went to Lanxing and staged a family drama in front of her father every day, to say that in terms of making up for inner drama, Su Rong is definitely like her mother. Su Shixiang doesn't have to do anything every day, she alone can perform the annual drama.

Su Rong: "Dad, you are so indifferent, no wonder my mother wants to seal the memory." If you continue like this, you will lose my mother, but it is not a daily joke, but you will really lose her. The master said that it is okay to detach myself from the love robbery, and it is not dangerous to kill me, but among the tens of thousands of people who beheaded me, there are always one or two cases of failure and falling into the abyss. Dad, you also know what will happen if the monk of Jiuque Middle School falls, but he has some obsession and resentment in his heart. ”

"Sealing memories?" No one has told Su Shixiang about this.

Uh, if she leaked her mouth, Su Rong wouldn't admit that she did it on purpose: "Yes, because of the sealing of her memories, she has a strong sense of consciousness, and she will always leave some traces, and these traces can't be erased, so she is now in a love catastrophe." ”

"Because of me."

"Who else can you be responsible for?"

Su Shixiang was silent for a moment and said, "Because I'm afraid that the years won't go by?" ”

"Look, Dad still knows Mom very well, so why, I don't think Dad you have any idea of recovering your emotions. Do you no longer love my mom, or do you really feel like it doesn't matter anymore? Su Rong didn't want to hear a positive answer, if it was a positive answer, how would she tell her mother when she turned around. Don't ask, is it possible to keep being in such a stalemate, and you always have to stab your head and shrink your head, then you will die early and be overborn.

"Su Rong, with a human body in the way of heaven, you need to cut a split. Although I am still famous, although I am still a human body, I am already the way of heaven. What you say, love or not, important or not, has no meaning or value for me. Su Shixiang tried to be gentle and explained to Su Rong.

Even so, in Su Rong's eyes, her father still had a ruthless X cold face: "What about me, don't I matter?" ”

Su Shixiang only smiled and didn't answer, when he looked at Su Rong, his eyes were tender, but it was the same as looking at the newborn chicks, the rising sun that broke the clouds, and the crescent moon in the willows, and it was gentle to all things in heaven and earth, and all living beings equally.

Su Rong: No wonder my mother chose to seal her memory, because she really couldn't do anything about him.

"Dad, why did you choose to fit the way of heaven back then, grandpa was because he pitied the creatures of the earth and the desolation, what about you?" Su Rong asked.

"Because of ......" wants to live and live, year after year, twilight, and see her.

Su Rong said "um", waiting for the answer after Su Shixiang's "cause".

After a while, Su Shixiang looked into the distance in the wind, and after reminiscing for a while, he replied to Su Rong: "Because I don't want to separate, because I want to see each other, because I want to live and live, year after year." ”

Su Rong was a little drunk, even if she cut off everything that belonged to people, this promise, this wish her father still remembered very deeply. Because, at this moment, she saw her father's tenderness deeply rooted in the soul, extremely shallow and light, like the tender grass blown green by the spring breeze on the field burned out by wildfire.

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