Until the darkness swallowed up again, and then suddenly brightened, and the blinding light suddenly pried open my eyes, and then was obscured by the black shadow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Su'er, you're awake!" His face floated on my head, his eyes were a little red and swollen, and he said with excitement.

"Hmm... I answered, and the moment I opened my eyes, my sister would never come back.

The next moment, Wanton Mo took me into his arms, I looked at the surroundings, and it turned out that I had already gone home.

The familiar house, the house that I thought I couldn't come back to, and at this moment, I was lying on this bed, leaning on the arms of the unscrupulous ink, all of this was exchanged for the lives of the people I valued, maybe I really should live...

"Sister, do you have a body left?"

The hand holding me tightened, but in the end, Yan Mo did not choose to hide it, "Gazing at her eyebrows, she said, Qin Bingxin who was buried by the Bai clan was her. ”

A wave of sadness welled up, and I nodded silently and closed my eyes.

He didn't speak, just hugged me silently, and then hummed the children's song again.

Sugar gourd, red and bright, sour and sweet in the mouth; Pretty kites, hide and seek, whose little baby firecrackers flowers; One step to go, two steps to run, grow up and marry you; laughed at him for being ugly, envied her delicate, held hands and circled.

In the midst of his singing, I fell asleep again.

In my sleep, someone else came into my dream.

I looked at Zhi Ge who appeared in my dream, he was scarred, half of his face was stained with blood, and his long hair on the left side was cut off to his chin, like a knife.

The clothes on his body were already blood-colored, and they were even more torn and ragged, and the bones of his right elbow directly broke the flesh and protruded, and blood was still dripping down from it.

There is a terrible round pit in his chest, and his heart can be vaguely seen beating slower and slower, plopping, plopping... Open...

The left foot is gone, and only half of the right leg is still supported.

But he was smiling, with the same warm smile as before, and his eyes looked at me softly.

I laughed too, obviously both of us were so miserable.

"I didn't kill him." Zhi Ge said, a little regretful.

"Sooner or later, he'll die." I replied with a smile, still crazy.

Zhi Ge blinked, and a drop of blood fell from his eyelashes, and then he sat down with some effort, panting violently, and as he gasped, his chest rose and fell violently, and the blood flowed out faster, and the heart was beating more and more weakly.

I watched him silently, and I knew he was going to die.

After taking a few breaths, Zhi Ge raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and then raised his eyes to me again, "I'm sorry, I've hurt you." ”

"It's not just bitter, it's sweet." I said and smiled, this time with a happy and somewhat sad smile.

Zhige looked at me, I saw his guilt and self-blame for me in his eyes, I don't blame him, I really don't blame him, if it wasn't for him, how could I have met them, it was he who gave me the opportunity, not only do I not blame him, I also appreciate him.

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, sat down opposite Zhige, and then reached out to wipe the blood from his face little by little as he watched.

"I have met a lot of people, a lot of people who are good to me, some of them give me affection, some give me friendship, some give me love, they make me happy and happy."

As I spoke, I changed into a clean handkerchief and wiped it off Zhi Ge's bloodstained hair.

"I thank you for giving me this life." The handkerchief rubbed down from the hair on the left side of Zhige, until it reached the broken hair, I still didn't stop, continued to wipe downward, where the handkerchief passed, the broken hair grew back again, clean.

Zhi Ge didn't speak, just looked at me and listened to me, but his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his face became whiter and paler.

His eyes grew red, and his body began to collapse downward, slowly.

After throwing away the handkerchief in his hand, he took out a new garment from his bosom, pure white color, without any patterns, soft and soft to the touch.

"The red sun in the desert is very beautiful, but I think the best thing is the wind and sand, although it hurts a little on the body." As I spoke, I put my new clothes aside, and then reached out my left hand and passed under Zhige's armpit, helping him support his body that was about to fall.

"I also think the most beautiful thing in the desert is the wind and sand." Zhi Ge said angrily.

I untied his tattered clothes and took them off one by one, but he didn't hide and let me move.

My hand slid through the air from top to bottom, and the demonic power flashed, and by the time the demonic power was collected, the bloody wounds on his body were gone.

But the blood stains are not real, the wounds are not fake, they are illusions, and I can't cure his wounds, so I can't save them.

"Can you fish across the galaxy by the river that never sleeps?" Zhi Ge asked, trying to straighten up so I could put his clothes on for him.

"No, I haven't heard of the Sleepless River." As I spoke, I ran my hand around his back, pulled his garment, and put it on his right hand.

Zhi Ge smiled, "The place of the older generation is also getting older with the older generation, he~"

As I spoke, I had already fastened my belt, smoothed it out, and asked, "Do you like it?" ”

"I like it, I don't like it." Zhi Ge looked at the plain white clothes on his body and said with a smile.

I looked at his pale face and leaned him against me again, resting his head on my shoulder, so light.

"What else do you have to explain?"

"My name is Zhige, which means that there is no fighting, but my whole life has been a war and killing, and this fighting has never stopped." As he spoke, his head slid down from my shoulder.

I blinked, propped my right leg up, and then put my right hand on top of it.

Zhi Ge continued, "In the end, I was left with a bloody hand, and I was stained with blood, and this white dress was too clean for me to deserve." “

As he spoke, his head had completely slid off my shoulder and rested on my right arm.

The long hair hung down on my legs, strands of it coiled up, and I lifted my other hand, thumb and forefinger, and there was already a small pear branch in my hand.

"The bloodiest, the cleanest, is the most compatible." I spoke, in exchange for a faint laugh.

I reached out and put the little pear branch into his hair, picked up a strand of it, and began to wrap it around.

The black hair coiled around the branches, which gradually rose upwards until they were inserted into the rest of the hair, holding them in place.

"Is it for my funeral?" Zhi Ge said, reaching out to touch the pear blossom branch on his head.

"I am the flower that blooms in you." I said slowly.

Zhi Ge's hand finally landed on the pear blossom branch, and before he could touch it, he drooped down, and it was time to wake up from this dream. (To be continued.) )