When Xue Yan said this, her voice was extremely light and soft, as if she was telling a story from a long time ago. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I was visibly struck by her words: "This is ...... What have you experienced? After speaking, he felt inappropriate, and added: "I never thought that Chun Niang was you." ”

She smiled, looked at Qin Zimo in the distance again, and said calmly: "Of course," she paused slightly, and sighed softly: "Just like the ending that everyone knows now, Qin Zimo is not dead." ”

"You only found out later?" I asked softly.

She nodded and continued: "He was rescued, and after that, he unloaded his young life and lived a wandering life. ”

I was surprised again and couldn't help but blurt out: "Then you didn't sacrifice yourself for nothing!" ”

Suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and looked at her a little embarrassed, but she still smiled: "It's okay, you are not unreasonable." ”

But I still felt a little guilty, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but hold her hand again, and said with a smile: "Now that things are over, you don't have to be sad anymore." ”

She looked down at me holding her hand, "I understand. ”

"But I still have something I don't understand, Qin Zimo, he doesn't hate you very much, so why is it the opposite now?" I voiced the doubts in my heart.

Actually, that's what I learned later. It turns out that he always carries a picture scroll on his body, and the woman in it looks like the spring girl of the year. She smiled again, her voice a little bleak, and after a pause, she continued, "It's really a man. It turned out that he fell in love at first sight when he first met Chunniang, but it was only because his eldest brother died inexplicably that Jinyu approached in order to find out the cause of his eldest brother's death. After learning that Chun Niang died, he felt remorse, painted the appearance of Chun Niang on the picture scroll, and dripped his own blood, and since then there has been a snow face in the world. ”

I was shocked again, I had always wondered why Xue Yan had insisted that she was Chun Niang, but now I didn't know how to face her after listening to her words. Before, I was only in love for poor Xueyan, but now the past and the present are superimposed, and my heart is deeply touched again.

I wanted to say something to comfort her, but she snatched it away. She looked into my eyes sincerely: "Miss Baisang, you say...... If I had known earlier, what would have been the outcome now? ”

I didn't answer, I just wondered if the world could really change, then I wouldn't be what I am now.

Only, there is never an if.

Xue Yan's voice sounded again, and she said, "Are you curious about how I became Xue Yan?" ”

I nodded.

It turned out that Qin Zimo was only rich with five cars when he was young, and his quality was superb. What he has always loved is to collect famous paintings and calligraphy all over the world, and all the calligraphy and paintings collected in the house are worth thousands of gold.

On the day Chunniang decided to leave, she took a picture scroll with her, but there was no painting on the scroll. She had heard Qin Zimo say before that although this is a painting, she has the desire to make the painting come true, and she only needs to drip her own blood to make people walk out of the painting.

During her time in the capital, she always wanted to draw a portrait of Qin Zimo on the scroll, but every time she wanted to start writing, she stopped. What if you do a painting, it's a fake after all.

Later, she returned to Jiangnan, and when she learned that Qin Zimo was dead, the thought in her heart finally collapsed. She sat on the ground, the former study was already in ruins, except for a few corner of the table. She hugged the corner of the table and began to cry bitterly.

She said: "Qin Zimo, I'm back, I'm back." ”

The deserted garden could not speak, only a mournful cry.

Before she died, she held the scroll in her hand tightly, and the blood from the dagger through her chest fell on the scroll one by one, fainting into a bewitching peony, which was dazzling red.

That was Qin Zimo's favorite thing, and she had to hold it firmly until she died.

Xue Yan said calmly, "I would never have thought that it was because of the blood dripping on the scroll that my soul was left on it. She looked at me who was listening carefully to the story, and smiled slightly, but the bitterness and pathos hidden between her teeth were just like her state of mind at the moment: "How happy I was when I heard that he liked me so much." Whether I was the Chun Niang who liked him without hesitation, or Xue Yan who secretly hid him in my heart, no matter which one I do, I have no regrets, as long as I can stay by his side. ”

Her words struck me word by word, and I finally agreed to her stop.

She nodded to me and walked over to the front of her. She seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and she said loudly: "Qin Zimo, you can't get married!" ”