How much lovesickness? Drunk with red dust, haggard all the way through the rain and mist, vaguely like, fragrant red lotus falling pink petals, sparse sycamore floating down green leaves. In the underworld, there is no night, there is no day...... But I can still feel the starry sky outside, and I can still feel the breath that belongs to you......

The heart that loves you never ceases to ...... Obsessed and unable to let go......

Lonely to see the style, lovesick tears send smoke waves, melancholy thoughts in the dusk courtyard, only three thousand green silk, lovesickness into a disaster. Ren Qingsi is three thousand, fluttering in the wind, and his thoughts never stop......

...... with love

No regrets!

Even if I can't stay together for the rest of my life, I still stupidly love that beautiful ......

From acquaintance, love, to separation, to strangeness......

Until years passed......

If they meet, they are well with each other, and it is a sunny day. Because I understand, I have an encounter with tenderness; The flowers are blooming brightly; If the heart moves, think of oneself, meet, let the picturesque year, have a timeless taste, just like the wind will remember the fragrance of a flower, the rain will remember the freshness of a green leaf, in this world, there are always some things, the longer the agarwood, will never be old. Looking back, a shallow smile is a joy and a beauty.

The past is like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River...... Indescribable beauty...... It's just that there is endless sadness......

"I thought it was forgetfulness, but I didn't expect it to be so affectionate!" Meng Po looked at the flowers on the other side, with a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, and muttered sadly!

He got the qiē he wanted......

It's just sacrificing himself......

What is there to complain about? Why should you complain? It's not that he doesn't love you, it's just that he doesn't love you that deeply...... There are just too many strings attached to love! That's all......

Thinking of this, Meng Po's heart was like the surging river of Lechuan...... The heartache that can't be stopped, the loneliness that can't be dissipated haunts my heart!

"Alas, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and you still can't forget him!" A white dress outlines the endless aesthetic ......

His hair is like ink, and his clothes are like snow...... The contrast is striking...... Outlined more upright, majestic......

"This is not the place you should be!" Meng Po was slightly surprised when she heard the sigh, turned around, looked at the man, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and a trace of panic! Peace at last!

"How long do you want to escape?" The man looked at Meng Po with some distress, and his words were full of concern!

Meng Po didn't speak, just looked at the blooming flowers on the other side and was calm......

"In one hundred days, your Yuan Shen will be able to repair all of them!" Seeing that Meng Po didn't speak, he sighed and said!

"yes, I'll get out of here then!" Meng Po said lightly, a glimmer of light flashed on her beautiful face, and then disappeared......

Leaving this land was a long-cherished wish that I had since then......

After so many years, I really can't hold on here......

"If you can't let go of your obsession, you can't fly at all!" The man shook his head and said lightly, his eyes also stayed on the gorgeous flowers on the other side!

"The flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves protect each other, stay with each other, know each other, love each other, love each other, and never see each other. The flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves are mutually causal, life and love, life and error, life and reincarnation, life and death, and fate are destined to live and die. I have been staring at the other side for 350,000 years, although I can't let go of my obsession, but I have already broken the cycle of red dust...... It is easy for me to know him, but it is difficult to stay together...... As far as he is concerned, I can't compare to that position after all! Langxie, you know, don't you? Meng Po turned around and looked at the man very seriously, that is, the Emperor of Heaven asked lightly!

At the beginning, wasn't it because he had such an obsession in his heart that he missed Xiyan? It is precisely because of this that it is difficult to recover, no matter how much regret I have later, and how much I make up for it, I can't save the slightest......

And he can't compare to Xiyan......

Lang Xie regretted it and wanted to redeem it, but the woman no longer looked at him!

And he has been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, but he can't get him to turn back......

"He doesn't look back, but you can!" Lang Xie said in a dull voice!

Yes, how similar are things between myself and them? It's just that he doesn't have as good a life as him, and he can make a person obsessed with more than 300,000 years......

"I have my own pride, although I cherish his beauty, but I will not send my dignity to him and let him trample on it!"

"He loves you!" Lang Xie stood next to Meng Po, looked at the miserable Manzhu Sawa and said lightly!

"He loves himself more!" Meng Po laughed mockingly, and she didn't know whether to mock his love for being worthless, or to mock her own naivety and idiocy!

"If he can't even love himself, how can he love you?" Lang Xie was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a wry smile!

Lang Xie's words made Meng Po slightly stunned......

Immediately, there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth......

"But he and I can only choose one...... Meng Po said mockingly!

"Why are you still so stubborn!" Lang Evil was powerless for a while!

"It's so much in your bones, how easy is it to get out of it?" Meng Po also smiled......

It's just that there is too much unwillingness, too much bitterness, and too much helplessness and bitterness in the smile......

Love without ...... For a long life, he was locked in the shackles he set and couldn't break free...... The heart is like dust! People have also become depressed!

"Do you know what kind of flower it is?" Meng Po asked with a deep groan!

"Flowers on the other side!" Lang Xie replied lightly!

Flower ...... the other side A desolate flower that represents death, longing, and love......

"Flowers are as brilliant and bright red as blood, and there are flowers and no leaves, it is the only scenery of the Netherworld Hell, forever for the souls who have left the human world to guide the way to hell, the fragrance of flowers has the magic to evoke the memory of the deceased, when the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets all the things in life, and the once qiē is left on the other side. I have spent hundreds of thousands of years guarding the other side, just to witness whether I can leave the past on the other side...... Can you forget a qiē! Meng Po said lightly! The words are full of bitterness!

"Bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet...... They will never see each other, but they will always be concerned about each other! I'm so envious! Without waiting for Lang to say something, Meng Po continued! Maybe it's because she's been calm for too long, and she urgently needs someone to talk to!

The heart that has been lonely for too long needs to be vented......

"Let go of your pride and you will be able to get the qiē you want!" Lang Xie shook his head! Why do you think that the Buddha just can't have the love of a man and a woman, and can't marry a wife and have children?