Sighing a few times intermittently, Yin Yuan recalled Yin Suwen's bumpy life in the past ten years, and those angers were relieved again. She is also a poor child, born in such a family, she was born to bear all the national hatred and family hatred, and before she could enjoy life, she had seen all the difficulties and ugliness of life, but she was the only one he could believe and choose.

"Don't say such angry things again, and don't hate her, if you must hate me. Your biological mother, the peacock princess of Loulan Kingdom, she is the best but most pitiful person in the world, how can you bear it. ”

"What's not to pity in your story?"

A fallen princess, two young emperors, and an obscure follower, who can really fulfill their dreams. Although the story has ended, the shadow of the story has brought Yin Suwen a heavy pressure like a boulder. She didn't know anything, all love and hate had nothing to do with her, so she ruthlessly cut off all the retreats from the past and the future, and just wanted to live this life without surprise or joy, so she didn't want to continue to talk about love and hate in the continuation of the story.

"My child, fate has chosen you, and you have no other choice. Think of your mother, your birth mother who gave birth to you in such a difficult situation, your home country that awaits you thousands of miles away, or maybe you remember that you once had a father like me. This father who has no choice but to push you into the abyss but blames himself deeply all the time, this father who has raised you and is willing to give everything for you, there is only this last wish on his deathbed. Child. Remember who you are, and then like a real princess, you will avenge your mother and re-protect your country. Perhaps, on the day you succeed, you can bring the spiritual position of our old people back to Loulan, where the people, the yellow sand and the white snow will be proud of you, and we will be grateful to you. ”

His request was affectionate and sincere, and it was hard to refuse. Princess, revenge, Loulan, this is his life's work and all his hope, and it is his only regret for the world after he disregarded life and death. Yin Su asked how he could refuse.

to the princess. He has the grace of fertility and nurturing her; Yu Yinyuan has a feeling of raising her; Yu Loulan has the meaning of blood to her, and it is not something she can easily abandon when it comes to any of them. Yin Suwen suddenly remembered Xinche. He said it. God's choice is called fate. At first she couldn't understand it. Now I really feel the power of that fate.

"Will you regret ending up in such a field as you are now?"

She didn't answer Yin Yuan's request directly, she only lowered her head and asked softly. If it is said. The unshirkable responsibilities that he has to shoulder are because of his destined identity and bloodline, so for Yin Yuan, is it really just because of the word "love" that has never been uttered?

Yin Yuan was extremely tired, his extremely heavy eyelids struggled a few times but he couldn't open them again, and only smiled slightly upturned at the corners of his mouth.

"Silly boy, remember you once said: I have never regretted everything I have done, whether it is right or wrong. The same is true of fatherhood today. Even if it is a glass of poisoned wine and a sharp blade, I am willing, and I don't feel the pain. I was finally able to keep my promise, even though I didn't regret it. ”

In Yin Suwen's opinion, every word is indeed full of satisfied ease and joy. He's the storyteller, and he's the only one who insists on getting to the end of the story, but alas, he can't be in that story.

For such an answer, Yin Suwen seems to be gradually accepting and understanding. She knows that if those undying love is strong enough, it will always give birth to some loneliness and loyalty, but now she knows that the power of those loneliness and loyalty will be so great. Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely.

In the long silence, Yin Yuan's breathing became lighter and lighter, and the arm holding Yin Suwen gradually lost his strength. He seemed to fall into a brief coma, only muttering sorry nonsense, which could only be heard clearly by looking down and leaning his ears, and he was repeating the phrase "Sorry, I'm late." ”

She knew that it must have been said to the man in heaven, and that the coma seemed more like a psychedelic dream.

With a few slight convulsions and spasms, Yin Yuan's rotten flesh and bones made a final cracking sound, thinking that it was the last moment of the effect of the poison. His palms slowly slid down Yin Suwen's arm, and the cold nails cut through the flesh, leaving a few shallow scratches on her fair skin, like throwing a stone into the sea without a trace.

"Don't cry! Don't cry! ”

Yin Suwen kept admonishing himself, and wiped the tears from his face fiercely. As he said, he is not afraid of death, and dying as he deserves is the best relief. However, she understands this truth, but she can't be really strong and cold-blooded. Her last loved one is also leaving, and she can only stand by and do nothing.

"No, you can't! Daddy, don't go, I'll never forgive you if you're leaving! What about the sugar man you promised me, my flower thousand trees, and the one you promised to take me to the swing, why are you in a hurry to leave before they are realized? You've missed so many years, don't go any further, okay? Wake up and look at me again, as long as you are willing to wake up, Su Su will promise you everything, okay?! Isn't that good?! ”

Yin Suwen cried without scruples, as if he had been wronged every time he was a child, shouting "Daddy, don't go". She was so hoarse and grieving, but unfortunately, the man would never smile at her again, and would not give her another big hug.

The once beautiful and sad story of the past finally turned into a little foam in the heavy rain of leaving the country, and drifted away in the world with the wind, except for a corrupt body full of holes, there was nothing left.

His hands were stained with dirty blood, but Yin Suwen ignored it and continued to do his work without care, until Yin Yuan's body was cleaned and decent. Someone who used to be so good-looking, how could she be willing to let him leave like that.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but her aqua blue eyes were slowly fading, and she had a sad smile on her face. She looked at Yin Yuan in a daze, smiled and talked to him, and after a long time, she was finally willing to slowly cover his face with a white cloth.

She said, let him go to heaven with confidence. What he wants, yellow sand, snow, peach blossoms, anything, she will always help him get it back. (To be continued......)

PS: Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected, are not lovely.