"Yue'er, do you really want to do this, don't regret it?" The girl in yellow looked at the girl in white who was sitting quietly on the bed and asked solemnly.

"Why not? Sister, but for the sake of the shares bequeathed to me by my grandfather, they can poison an old man and a newborn girl, and they can shamelessly make a marriage, how can I do nothing! The girl in white smiled slightly and whispered, her tone flat like an outsider.

"After all, you grew up together, and you have a good relationship, and he agreed to the marriage, but he was just angry with you." The girl in yellow only felt that the smile on the girl in white was extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't help but persuade her.

"Sister has changed her mind?" The girl in white still smiled innocently.

"Okay, in that case, I have a plan in mind, but don't put yourself in it!" The girl in yellow was a little angry, and after speaking, she turned around and left.

"I'm just so tired!" After a long time, the girl in white spoke slowly.

Three days later, at dusk.

"Finally willing to see me, Yue'er?"

"Brother-in-law, tonight is the day you and your sister are engaged, you shouldn't come here!" The girl dressed in white gently put down the teacup in her hand, tilted her head, and smiled, like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world, delicate and beautiful, obviously within reach, but as if far away from the clouds.

"Yue'er, answer me, why did you do this, why did you push me to your sister? It's you who grew up with me! As if remorseful, unwilling, or both, the man in black roared in a low voice.

"Why? Brother-in-law forgot why Yue'er was born so weak. You know that my time is running out. As for the marriage, didn't you agree to it too? The girl's shallow voice echoed in the room low, still soft and gentle, as if she was just telling someone else's inconsequential story, and a shallow and elegant smile still hung on the corner of her mouth, as if nothing had happened.

When the man heard this, his whole body was shocked, his eyes were full of incredulity, and he said astringently: "When did you know and how much do you know?" ”

"Not much, almost everything you should know. Remember the year of my twelfth birthday? On that day, you thought I was poisoned and bleeding and passed out in a coma, and I remember what your parents said to you. ”

"Are you taking revenge? That's right, since you knew it so early, how could you not retaliate? ”

"How is it revenge? It's the end, it's the fulfillment. Since you want the identity of the Ye family's son-in-law, I will give you one, since you want me to disappear in this world, I will fulfill you in advance! Isn't it good? Although the voice of the girl in white was ethereal, it still reached the man's ears word for word.

"What are you going to do?" A sense of foreboding suddenly surged in his heart, and he pressed the girl's shoulder and asked.

"It's nothing, Yue'er is just too tired! Just trying to get an end to it all! The voice of the girl in white became weaker and weaker, and the smile floating on her face was as illusory as a flower in a mirror and a moon in the water.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, what about your medicine, don't make such a joke with me."

There was no response, only the fainter and fainter breath of life, and on the delicate face, the shallow smile was still ethereal, as if she was a little princess sleeping among the flowers.

"Sleep, just sleep, it's all over." In the dark, there seemed to be a voice in a low voice**.

Endless sorrow and despair poured in like a tide, and many fragments flashed through the vague memory.

A seven-year-old girl huddled alone in a hospital bed, and a twelve-year-old boy read a day's storybook in a young voice. That day, it was also a rainy day, but she fell in love with the continuous rain.

The twelve-year-old girl was dressed in white, and on her breast, a white ribbon was stained with bright red blood. That day, in her world, the heavens and the earth turned into a sea of blood, and she slept for three days before waking up.

When I woke up, outside the window, the light pink cherry blossoms were blooming just right, and the wind passed by, raising thousands of petals, colorful and fluttering like rain.

It's supposed to be a sword dance, right?

I don't know why, but there is such a thought floating in my mind.

"You're too tired, sleep, sleep, it's over!" There was such a voice in the darkness.

"Sword, Biluo, Qingjia ......"

"No, that's not me, that's not me!"

The shallow fragrance lingered around him, and such an obsession suddenly arose in his heart. Qingyue forcibly restrained her mind and dragged her outward.

The girl in white was still asleep, her breath was already imperceptible, but there was a transparent phantom on her side, watching the door being pushed open from the outside, watching Ye's father and Ye mother and Qingran and a group of criminal policemen wearing one-color uniforms pushing the door in. Looking at the girl in white, the smile on her face was as ethereal and vain as she was.

In the stone room, Qing Yue's closed eyes suddenly opened, only to find that the clothes on her body had long been soaked with sweat and tears, and there was no longer a stone room around her, and she was sitting on the stone platform in the center of a complex formation. In front of him, there are drunken cloud tea trees and snow-like sunset flowers.

Qingyue jumped off the stone platform, and on the stone platform, a jade box floated out without any warning. The jade box seemed to have eyes, and took the initiative to jump into Qingyue's hand, and then a line of unfamiliar information appeared in Qingyue's sea of knowledge. Roughly speaking, this is the place where a monk ascended in ancient times, and deliberately set up a large array of shadowing streamers, leaving some of his own portable spiritual objects and spiritual weapons, but any monk who can pass the test can get a reward. If you're lucky, you can also pick some sunset flowers and spiritual tea.

Qingyue put away the jade box, picked the flowers and spiritual tea, and carefully walked out of the formation, on the way, she actually saw a familiar figure.

Fang Qing, who was dressed in white, was sitting in the middle of the formation, her face was pale, and she was drenched in cold sweat, obviously trapped in the formation.

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