Yin Suwen remembered everything, and the warmth and depth of the true feelings of those people who came and went appeared in her mind very clearly, including her determination to break off with Zhang Shaoqing. She remembered that bright morning morning, and she was on the top of the cliff and said in despair, "Life and life, never see each other." ”

Now that she has come back from the dead, her heart of breaking up will only be stronger. Zhang Shaoqing had long foreseen that she would have such an attitude, and was ready to let her beat and scold, but she refused to give up.

"Susu, do you know that love is cruel and selfish, and I am forced to do something wrong, but it doesn't mean that my love for you is fake. We originally said that you are mine, I am yours, and only the two of us together can be regarded as giving each other a way to live. ”

"Love? You keep saying that you love me, so how did I end up where I am today? Zhang Shaoqing, wake up, that's not love at all. ”

In the past, when she was young, whenever the rainy weather was not good, Yin Suwen liked to pester Zhang Shaoqing to pinch pottery and porcelain in the small room with her, and the two little clay figures that were pinched out were not in a hurry to bake and shape, but only naughtily broke them together again. Zhang Shaoqing laughed at her, and she said that this is the method of clay sculpture called you and me. "Twist a piece of mud and you shape me into one, break the two together and mix them with water; Twist another you, shape another me, I have you in the mud, you have me in the mud. In this way, I will be born with you and die with you. ”

The young love words still sound moving, but Yin Suwen at this time has long lost that pure and clear state of mind. No matter how strong the feelings. If there is too much damage, it will always be slowly smoothed out.

Looking back at Zhang Shaoqing, his expression was a little pale, his eyebrows and eyes were still handsome, not much different from the affectionate Zhang family boy back then. He looked at himself sadly, and Yin Suwen suddenly felt a little pity, but it was a pity for those deep feelings.

"Zhang Shaoqing, I have lived a miserable life all these years, and I have also regarded you as all my hope, but I will not be in the future. I promised my father that I would not regret every choice I made. Now I want to come. The only thing I regret is that I met you. ”

Between the words, Yin Suwen slowly rolled up his cuffs, revealing a delicate arm as white as fine porcelain. The scars on that arm that should still have been left from her years of abuse now look clean and clean, and there are no traces of anything.

"You know how many different shades of scars are hidden on this shell. Now it's clean and there's nothing. The man's body and soul are all new. You just need to know. The former Yin Suwen is dead, he has died twice, and the knife is fatal in your hand. So. Please put away those true feelings and leave safely, maybe I will remember you a little better. ”

Hidden in the valley, the life-saving medicinal herbs have been drunk for several months in a row, not only to stop bleeding and build muscles, but also to completely replace the scarred old skin, which really looks like a person has grown out again. The days of the past cannot be left, a tear dripped heavily on the smooth skin, burning people, and it was impossible to tell which of the two people was crying.

A strong feeling of pain instantly swept through Zhang Shaoqing's whole body, and the pain was so fierce that it almost knocked him to the ground. He got down on one knee and struggled to support himself, still coughing out a mouthful of blood. He was the fearless and merry boy, who had never been so afraid and embarrassed, and looked up several times to say something, but he was speechless.

His sweat and tears mixed with blood stained the newly made brocade robe, and his half-kneeling posture made his whole body look thin. Yin Su asked not to look at him anymore, wiped away the last tear, and turned to leave.

"Yin Su asked!"

Zhang Shaoqing tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, as if she had exhausted the last bit of affection and dignity.

"Let's start over, shall we?"

"Man, there is always such a lack of greed, but unfortunately there is nothing in this world where you can start over. I was able to survive when it hurt so much, not because I was still thinking about you, but because Master Xinche chose me. He was merciful and generous, and did not hesitate to exchange his life for mine. ”

Zhang Shaoqing underestimated Yin Suwen's determination, just as he had underestimated her love before. It wasn't until this moment that he really understood that in Yin Suwen's body, he had never had any victory at all.

He wanted to redeem it, thinking that with those remaining good memories, there would always be a way to coax Yin Suwen back. Now, her sentence of "heart clear" has become the sharpest knife, completely cutting off the last bit of warmth between them. If you can't get it, then it's ruined.

Zhang Shaoqing covered his face with his shirt sleeves and wiped away all the tears and blood stains on his face, staggered and struggled to stand up, and looked at Yin Su when he asked again, there was no longer any prayer and warmth.

"What great mercy? It's just a flower monk with ulterior motives, how did he cleverly convince you so convincingly, so that you waved a knife against me and even betrayed her husband's family at the expense of his ancestors? ”

"Zhang Shaoqing, you?"

Zhang Shaoqing's nature was revealed in an instant, Yin Suwen was impressed by his face-changing skills, and even more laughed at himself, who had really been touched by a trace of emotion, which was really ridiculous.

"I only thought you were a ruthless and despicable person, but I didn't know that you were so filthy. You, it's disgusting. ”

"Disgusting? Yin Su asked, please tell me with your unparalleled wisdom and talent, what is not disgusting in your world? Isn't it disgusting for a so-called monk to fall in love with a woman who is married to a woman? ”

Sifan's love is a difficult problem between Xinche and Yin Suqing, and it is also Zhang Shaoqing's most advantageous weapon.

During the whole process of Yin Suwen and Zhang Shaoqing's recognition, Xin Che was always silent. He didn't feel that he had the ability and qualifications to participate in her past, but when it came to her future, he was invited but could only refuse.

Zhang Shaoqing's words were not good, but Xinche gritted his teeth and listened. Yin Suwen had completely regained his memory, and at such a time, he didn't know how to explain the situation.

Yin Suwen glanced at Xinche from a distance, and saw that he was also looking at himself, his eyes were as bright as autumn water, and the corners of his mouth had a beautiful curvature, and his heart suddenly became sad. That handsome man, no amount of filth or dust could hide his light. He is the best person in this world, but he is someone who does not belong to Yin Suwen.

"You're mistaken. There is no monk's romance, never. (To be continued......)