He said he wanted to walk with her for a while. However, she naively thought that she would go for a lifetime, to the ends of the earth, and the land was barren.

He was standing in front of him, still holding a damp handkerchief, oh yes, he was wiping her hair just now.

Why did this man, who was still helping her wipe her hair just now and gently pampered her, turned around and said that he wanted to break up with her?

Her brain hurt a little, and she couldn't figure it out.

"Jinghua," she muttered, "why?"

His handsome face is a gift from heaven, even when he says such cruel words, he can still smile gracefully, "You are a very good girl, Momo, I ......" He turned around, put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly twice, and then continued with a smile: "I also think you are very cute." It's just that you're a little late. ”

His smile was faint, and he didn't feel guilty.

Ah Mo's face was pale, and the nails of both hands pinched herself fiercely, but she didn't feel pain.

"Why, to break up?" she asked again as if she didn't understand him.

He seemed to feel a little sorry for her obsession, sighed lightly, and wanted to wipe away the tears that fell from her face, "No way, you're late." Momo, I've ......."

"I can't fit anyone else in my heart, can I?" she said loudly, pushing his hand away.

He was pushed back by her, stunned, and then coaxed softly: "Momo, don't look like a child, okay?"

"I'm not a child!" she screamed in a high-pitched voice, crying, "I liked you, I thought you liked me too!

She was still crying, excited and couldn't help herself, but she tried to express clearly, "I'm Canglong, I don't need you to exchange the scales with me, you can ...... It doesn't matter if I don't have the scales, I don't care......"

She cried so hard that her shoulders twitched and jerked violently, and she could barely speak.

Jinghua just looked at her silently, waiting for her to calm down.

After a long pause, she was finally able to continue, took a breath, and sobbed lowly, "I'm not a child...... Jinghua, I'm serious. ”

His face was pale, and there was a sadness on his lips that was imperceptible from her angle. She stood in front of her, crying sadly, and saying out loud that she liked him and wanted to go on with him forever.

He's about to lose his performance.

His body began to feel cold again, and the dragon's spine was like a thousand-year-old piece of ice embedded in his body, sucking away the heat at all without mercy. He shivered, he wanted to be so weak once, he wanted to just hold her in his arms, he could not be alone, so cold.

"Momo, I'm sorry. He said.

She nodded, raising her face to look at him. She still had tears on her face, but she didn't cry anymore.

Her eyes were as black as stars, and her sockets were red all around, and she tried to squeeze a smile, "It's okay." ”

It turns out that such a sad and painful thing is just one saying "I'm sorry" and the other saying "it's okay".

"Jinghua" she thought about it, but she couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? When I didn't like you yet, tell me, maybe I can still stop the precipice." ”

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. ”

Yes, it's his fault. He was afraid to tell her, he didn't dare to tell her, and he was reluctant to tell her. He kept dragging it, luckily trying to make this short-lived happiness go a little slower, a little slower. She traveled all the way, and he never urged her, in fact, it was not only her greed for fun, but also his greed. If it weren't for the occasional discovery she found today, he would still want to pretend.

He's a liar and even more of a coward.

"It doesn't matter. ”

This is not bad, there are comings and goings, and she replies "it's okay" as many times as he says "I'm sorry".

"Maybe it's my fault," Mo also bit her lip and smiled, "I shouldn't have run into the bamboo forest to cut bamboo." And the Master said, It is forbidden land. Now I understand that the forbidden land really can't go. ”

On her little face, which has always been as bright as spring, there is a lonely smile, as if she has seen through the heat and cold overnight.

"Jinghua, I shouldn't know you. She concluded.

Before she could finish speaking, she leaped backwards neatly, plopped up, and disappeared into the water.

In the middle of the lake, only the ripples remain.

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It's dawn.

His clothes had long since been blown dry by the wind, and he sat alone in the bow of the boat all night.

The old man yawned, and came out of the bilge, and was startled to see him sitting motionless.

"Did you get up early?" or did you not sleep at all?" asked the captain boldly.

His face was pale with an abnormal flush, his eyes were misty, and he was staring at somewhere in the middle of the lake, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Childe, are you alright?" the captain came all the way, and also knew that he was not in good health, and said worriedly: "Go back to the cabin quickly, the bow of the ship is windy, if you really sit here all night, then you must be sick again? Why don't I go in and tell her to come out and see you?"

Jinghua came back to his senses. "No...... She, she's gone. He was just about to speak, but he burst out with a long series of coughs, and had to reach out to cover his mouth tightly, and after a long while, he stopped, but his face turned a little paler, and he gasped: "I'm sorry......"

He took out a few small pieces of silver from his bosom and said apologetically: "I will not rent this ship, and the silver will remain the same." ”

He propped himself up on the side of the boat and tried to stand up, but he fell back weakly, and the old man hurried to help him, and his tentacles were hot.

The captain was surprised, "Childe, are you getting cold and hot?

Jinghua smiled reluctantly, told him to moor the boat to the shore, and walked ashore alone.

The captain was a coolie, and he slept to death at night, not knowing what had happened that night. But seeing that at dusk last night, the two were still talking and laughing, and went to the shore to play hand in hand, but for some reason they woke up, but the young couple didn't even go half of the trip, so they suddenly abandoned the boat. The boy gave enough silver, and it was inconvenient for them to ask more when they were doing business. The captain looked at Jinghua's lonely and thin back, even if he was reckless, he always felt that his heart was like an autumn breeze all over the place, spreading all the way to the bleak.

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It's good that he's finally the only one left.

A little off from the original plan, halfway through, but fortunately he was drunk, although this stick made him a little out of breath, but finally got him back on track and knew what he had to do.

He wants to dig three feet into the ground to find Miaohuazi and find out the truth about the murder of his mother and concubine.

He also has to go to the Wufu Sea to rescue his eldest brother, who has been under house arrest for 1,500 years.

He wants to regain his military power, send troops to Mobei, share his father's worries, and put down the Yanlong clan's henchmen in one fell swoop.

He has so many things to do, how can he still let himself go to Xiao to think about anything else? What's more, he has already lost his chastity scales, and the day is not safe.

So, if these three things are over, if he is still alive at that time, if Momo is still willing, can he still go to her?

As soon as this thought came to him, he thought it was funny, what was wrong? He kept telling Momo not to look like a child, isn't he the same?

Be childish, unrealistic, and fantasizing like a child.

He walked very slowly, stop-and-go. Until noon, the people were still in the city of Hangzhou. There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and he found a place with few people, pressed his chest against the base of the wall and gasped.

Why is it that the heart is like a big stone pressed down, so stuffy that it can't even breathe through?

Is it because Momo is gone?

No, it won't.

They have only known each other for less than half a year, and to the immortals, it is like a small half a day, and they haven't started anything. If there is nothing, then how can it be sad?

He struggled to adjust his internal breath and recall the cause and effect of the incident. That's right, he went to Guanchi to find his senior brother, and asked him to confirm who the former pharmacist was. Now that he knows the result, it's not wrong to leave Guanchi and go to find Miaohuazi's whereabouts.

Everything went according to plan, but there was just one more beautiful accident.

It was the last ray of sunlight he saw before he plunged into complete darkness, and the last glimmer of warmth he felt before falling into the sea of ice. God was merciful, and gave him this encounter, and gave him the sweetness of these months to compensate for his not very good life. It's good, he's satisfied.

People can't be greedy.

He and she are two different trajectories, and after a brief intersection on the natal chart, they will always separate and return to their respective lives.

He has his sword and sword, blood and rain and wild sand, she has her graceful and delicate, and the spring light of the small room.

That's it, let it go.

Thousands of years later, when she holds her lover in her arms and embraces Jiao'er, it would be good if she could occasionally remember herself. It's just that I don't know how she will talk to people at that time, and whether she will regret that time in the purple bamboo forest, when she was young and ignorant.

He closed his eyes, imagined what she would look like after she got married, and felt that even if she changed her hairstyle and clothes, she should still be extremely beautiful, so he couldn't help but smile and get back on the road.

He forced himself not to stop, but not much faster. He coughed so badly that sometimes he couldn't walk, so he had to rest on the side of the road. Passers-by looked at him, and he wanted to avoid them, but he was unwilling to give up the lively streets and restaurants.

He walked all the way, looking around, flower restaurants, lamp night markets, and shops along the street...... He didn't want to let go of anything, and his eyes were always fixed on those light green and red girls.

More and more people noticed him, pointing at him from afar, this pale young man turned out to be a pervert.