Chu Lang:

In that year, you will go out to the East China Sea to get the dragon needle and put an end to the war. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On that day, the wind and snow were miserable, you went on the road alone, and I held an umbrella and stared.

You say, the war is peaceful, the original is settled, and you will come back to find me.

But you have been gone for decades and have not been heard from......

I will stay in the boudoir, prepare the phoenix crown and xiaxia, look forward to your return, and keep your promise for a lifetime.

Dressing up in the mirror, as if you are still beside you in the mirror.

Painting a lonely shadow, recalling the small building in the west wing, Jun raised his pen to dip in ink, and looked at it infatuatedly.

Thinking of your love words quietly, thinking of your warm veins. But the concubine can only stay alone in the boudoir, look at the east, and sing the scriptures for you.

The smoke is everywhere, and the concubine just wants to keep the small family peaceful, but you are sad all day long, so you have to go.

To a foreign country in the East China Sea, a journey of thousands of miles, drifting across the ocean, there are many dangers and obstacles along the way.

You are high-spirited, and you go on the road alone, and you want to set the world and calm the war.

In the years of war, wake up from nightmares, chant the Buddha and pray for your safety.

War, stormy and stormy. In order to avoid the scourge of war, the Su family moved up and down several times. Every time I think of you, I am afraid that you will not be able to find your hometown when you return, and the concubine and her family will return to their homeland several times to settle down.

I still remember that when Jun sent Fengyu, he told him in every way that Gu Yu could ensure peace for a lifetime and avoid evil. Half a life has passed, and Fengyu has ensured that the Su family is peaceful and prosperous, and has gradually become a large family.

But the king has been gone for several years, and the war has gradually subsided, but he has not returned......

You're away alone, how are you doing? Have you ever remembered Wan'er?

Do you still have the golden lock of longevity that I sent?

That year, when you were not far away, you took me to find gold and silver veins, and said that you would allow me to live without food and clothing......

When the silver shop first opened, the Su family made the first long-lived golden lock and gave it to Chu Jun. The joke of the day is that when you and I take care of our children and grandchildren, it will be passed on to future generations, and the security will live forever......

The golden lock of longevity, have you always carried it with you? The thing reminds one of its owner. Whether it is like Wan'er, thinking of the old people.

Over the years, Su's business grew, and he once asked foreign merchants to inquire about the past years of foreign countries in the East China Sea. In other words, the year you went, there were bloody events in the East China Sea, countless battles, and great military exploits.

The world didn't know that it was Chu Jun's work, but Wan'er believed that all this must have been done by Chu Jun.

Subsequently. Originally, it was decided that the would-be wouldn't have retreated.

Bullets and bullets, you are walking alone, covered in blood, but you are still peaceful?

Wan'er can't be by your side, you will take good care of yourself and live well......

In the blink of an eye, I have been waiting in my homeland, and you have not returned.

You said. Take the seven phoenixes, the treasure map. If Wan'er is willing to walk with you, take me to the land of Penglai and keep the love of a lifetime.

You also said. I'm afraid of disappointing Wan'er's feelings, and I don't want to hurt Wan'er.

But you don't know that Wan'er loves her whole life and has no regrets. I just hope for your return.

Now on the sickbed, I left a book for you, and I am afraid that Wan'er will not be seen when you return. Alone and sad.

Zhijun is not a mortal, Zhijun has a thousand worries, and only hopes that Wan'er will be happy for a lifetime. But you don't know that Wan'er has to meet Chu Jun, and she has no regrets in this life.

I only look forward to being with you, when you are dressing up in the mirror, you are by your side, contemplating infatuation, staying together, and staying old for life.

I will never forget, in the small building of the West Wing, I combed red makeup in the mirror, and Jun Zhu pen dotted my lips. Hold the pen and ink, and draw you and I together.

Wan'er is gone, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Chu Jun again in this life.

Leave a book in the king, without the slightest sense of blame. I just want to complain to you, and Wan'er has no regrets in her life.

I'm just worried that you're out alone, how are you doing?

It's just that you can't rest assured, you are wandering around alone, and when it is cold and warm, there are people by your side who take care of you carefully.

Wan'er is gone, I can no longer accompany you to walk in the snow to find plums, and I can no longer cook for you......

At this point, a few dry tears appeared, which only made Chu Feng feel a lot of pain in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent.

I leave a message to the descendants, and when you return, or when the descendants find the future, I will hand over this letter and return the phoenix jade.

Wan'er knows that Jun is a person who keeps his promises, and he will return to find Wan'er.

If you don't have the opportunity to see this letter, I'm afraid Wan'er won't have this blessing......

Chu Jun's feng shui physiognomy is unparalleled, if he sees this letter, he hopes to burn it to Wan'er, so that Wan'er can feel at ease in the yin world and learn that Chu Jun has returned safely.

I have no chance in this life, and I hope to stay with you in the next life and fulfill the feelings of this life.

Don't miss Wan'er, don't blame yourself and leave regrets.

Wan'er just wants to know that Jun is returning, and only hopes that Jun is peaceful, and has no regrets......

At this point in the letter, tears have soaked the placket of the clothes and soaked the paper.

Locked in the room alone, Chu Feng's hands trembled, and he looked at the beautiful handwriting on the letter over and over again.

In her mind, Su Wan'er's voice and appearance became clearer and clearer.

The past, finally remembered.

On that day, the sunset gradually set, dyeing the pavilion window red. She groomed in the mirror, dotted her lips with a red pen, and drew a picture of a beautiful woman with a pen dipped in ink......

On that day, the wind and snow danced.

She was reluctant to look back and look again, she held an umbrella and stood alone on the lonely bridge, her eyes were reluctant and sad, but she endured her sadness, smiled and waved her hand to let herself leave with peace of mind.

In the wind and snow, he never looked back, and resolutely traveled away.

Since then, I have never seen a red face, never seen the deceased again, and left a lifetime of regrets.

Why didn't I come back that year, why didn't I come to Su Wan'er?!

He pounded his head in pain, screaming and questioning in his heart over and over again, but he couldn't remember what happened next.

"Who the hell am I?!"

The heart-wrenching pain from the bottom of my heart is so real, clearly telling myself that I absolutely know Su Wan'er, and all these things are absolutely true. But I am only in my 20s, how can I know someone who died in the past?!

At this moment, Chu Feng was in pain and confused, hesitating and confused.

I don't know where I came from, what happened in the past.

With trembling hands, he carefully folded the letter and stored it close to his body.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Feng tried to calm his emotions, and then took out the tortoiseshell copper coin on his waist.

At the Su family, after a private conversation with the old man Su Zheng, Chu Feng declined the kindness of the Su family, and hurried back to the hotel with the letter, wanting to know the content of the letter earlier.

At this time, the night was already dark, and Chu Feng had just finished reading the letter.

With the secret method of physiognomy, Chu Feng deduced the location of Su Wan'er's grave and decided to go to Su Wan'er's grave to offer condolences.

Out of the hotel, Chu Feng stopped a taxi and headed for Yangzhou City.

Chu Feng's face was very poor, a little gloomy, and there was a hint of loneliness in his expression.

Originally, when the taxi driver learned that Chu Feng was going to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city, he was a little reluctant, but when he saw that Chu Feng was in a wrong mood. And after throwing out a few more big bills, the taxi master galloped towards the place Chu Feng said.

On the outskirts of the city, next to the cemetery, Chu Feng got out of the car on the side of the road and looked at the dark wooded cemetery in front of him.

Groping his way along the path of the trees and weeds, Chu Feng came to the cemetery and finally found a tomb.

"Su Wan'er's Tomb."

Through the hazy moonlight, Chu Feng's somewhat trembling fingers caressed the inscriptions on the tombstone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you've been waiting all these years. You're alone, waiting so many years. It must be bitter. Today, I'm finally back, but you're gone......"

As if he had lost all his strength, Chu Feng sat down in front of the tomb and leaned against the tombstone, whispering softly.

It's like atonement, it's like apologizing, and it's like making up for the past.

The heart hurts, the unspeakable pain, the heart is torn.

"This is when I think of you. Draw a picture, you see if you like it or not. That day, by the small bridge, you were holding an umbrella. The wind and snow were very strong. I can't see your appearance clearly, but I can see the reluctance in your eyes. You see, I painted you not beautifully......"

Slowly opening the ink beauty picture he had drawn, Chu Feng looked at the tombstone of the lonely grave. muttered softly.

The heart-rending pain told Chu Feng that all this was real.

It doesn't matter what your previous identity is. Everything that happened between her and Su Wan'er was real, and the pain was unspeakable.

Only in this way, quietly accompanying her, talking, talking about your guilt, talking about your lovesickness, can you feel better.

It's like......

It's as if she's not gone yet, she's right there for her.

"I have amnesia now, but that day by the small bridge in the ancient town of Sioux City, I saw a girl who looked very much like you on the bridge, and I remembered what you looked like. It shows that I have never forgotten you, even if I have amnesia and forgot all the things before, but I still remember you. That girl's name is Su Su, and she is also a child of your Su family, and she looks like you were carved out of a mold. If I hadn't met her, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found my way back, and I wouldn't have been able to find the letter you left me......"

"I'm back, I'm back now. I've come looking for you, but you've left me alone...... I don't want that piece of jade. I just want to see you one more time, talk to you, tap your lips again, and paint a picture for you. ”

Immersed in sadness, in the cold wind of the night, Chu Feng guarded the lonely grave, like a lonely ghost, murmuring indistinctly.

The firelight reflected the somewhat pale face, reflecting the tear crystals that kept sliding down.

The trembling hand ignited the ink beauty picture, and in front of the grave, it gradually turned to ashes.

I don't know if it's the smoke and fire, or the wind blowing my eyes, tears like rain.

The whole body, as if he had lost all his strength, just leaned against the monument in front of the grave, Chu Feng stupidly watched the painting paper turn into ashes.

In the dim firelight, he trembled and took out the letter that was placed close to his chest and opened it again to look at it carefully.

Tears, keep sliding down.

I wiped it again and again, but I still felt blurred with tears, and I couldn't really see the letter left by Wan'er.

Vaguely, I seem to see the woman of the past again, and I seem to have returned to the old days.

Trembling hands, holding a somewhat trembling letter paper, placed on the fire.

The fire, which lit the stationery, gradually turned to ashes.

It burned slowly, gradually to the corners of the paper, to the fingers, but there was no pain.

The pain in my heart is indescribable.

I was so obsessed with the pile of paper that was gradually turning into ashes, and I was obsessed with the lonely gravestone where the fire faded away and returned to darkness......

If, if you can go back to the way it was.

Wan'er, I will definitely come back to stay with you until I grow old, and never give up.

In the other world, have you ever heard my heart, have you ever seen this picture I have painted for you......

The blood-stained country can't get back to the red face of the past. I would leave everything behind so that you are still by my side.

Guarding a lonely grave, guarding a passing affair, guarding the person who can never be seen again, sitting alone at dawn.

But the pain in my heart has not diminished in the slightest, and it is still so heartbreaking that it is indescribable. (To be continued.) )

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