He walked in the endless desert, dressed in white and fluttering in the cold wind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't know where he was going, and since that day, his heart sank to the bottom when he looked at the fire in front of him.

On that day, he buried the two swords that had been fished out of the fire.

It was only then that he felt as if everything was meaningless.

He walked like this for many days, in a barren desert, with gloomy weather and biting cold winds.

He stopped, turned sideways, and looked around, and in the distance, a figure followed him.

A red dress fluttered in the wind, like a butterfly landing on the wasteland, reflecting the whole desert more desolate, and people couldn't help but look sideways.

When the man in red got closer, his face was gloomy, and his words were full of blame.

"How long will it take you to start from the Imperial Capital City and follow me all the way to Saiwai......"

The woman in red trembled at his indifference, but she still kept a silent smile.

He saw that there was a hint of panic on her calm face, and her delicate skin was worn by the wind and sand in many places, and she was much haggard than before.

"Go back, don't come with me again......" He finally couldn't bear to look at her, and resolutely turned his back.

"I don't care, I'll go wherever you go......" She frowned aggrievedly, but her mouth was very stubborn.

"I don't know where I'm going from here, where can you follow?"

"I want to follow you to the ends of the earth, with you for the rest of my life, with you to death!"

As she spoke, her fists clenched, her nails digging into her flesh.

"Red Medicine...... Why do you ...... for me like this?"

The expression he looked at her was no longer cold, but it added more complexity.

She fell on her knees on the sand, and two lines of tears fell unconsciously,

"Wuyou is dead, and the hatred is gone...... There is nothing left of the red medicine now, Brother Leng, please, don't drive me away......"

His heart hurt suddenly, and he didn't know if it was because of the red medicine that brought up Wuyou, or because the woman in front of him was suddenly helpless and vulnerable.

He just raised his head and looked at the sky, the haze cascading.

But the haze in his heart at this time seemed to be even greater than the sky above his head.

Ten years ago, he thought that his relationship with that place was just a transaction, a glimpse of fate.

But he couldn't help but stay because of a person who looked like incense.

Ten years ago, he was so unimpressed, but ten years later, he inadvertently lost his heart......

Now she's gone.

Perhaps, she chose her happiest destination, but she left endless emptiness and sorrow, making the living miserable.

Scattered snowflakes fell down and hit his raised face, with a faint coolness, melting.

He finally lowered his head, and the haze in his eyes seemed to melt along with the snowflakes.

A few steps forward, he gently picked up the man in red who was still crying quietly on the ground.

"Brother Leng?"

Hongyao looked at him with some surprise, and the tears in his eyes seemed to be frozen, no longer flowing wantonly.

"Let's go, a blizzard is coming."

He whispered to her, as if the man who was as gentle as jade before had returned.

The sky became darker, the snowflakes became denser, and the weather outside was always so fickle.

The two figures were gradually annihilated by the long flying snow, until between the sky and the earth, there was an emptiness.