Three hundred years later, the scar on her hand is still as clear as ever, and everyone who sees it is shocked.

The same is true of the storyteller, who asks her, "Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head, it didn't hurt anymore. Now she doesn't know what pain is anymore.

"Later ......"

He couldn't bear to ask, but he wanted to hear her tell the story.

Later, she didn't want to see him again.

But he came to her again. No matter how much he watered, the dry ones dried up, and the ones that had just regained their vitality began to turn yellow.

Why is it? The mandala Hua, who has already come to life, can't he continue to live well? I couldn't figure it out, so I asked the old man who had lived the longest in the underworld.

The old man said that Manzhu Sawa and Mandala Hua are originally from the same lineage, so the blood of Manzhu Sawa can restore Mandala Hua to life.

As long as all the mandala flowers are restored, there is no longer any need for the blood of Naha. However, before it is fully recovered, if it is no longer irrigated with blood, then the resurrected mandala Hua will also die again.

Do you want to ask for help again?

No, he knew he wasn't qualified. He couldn't ask for so much sacrifice for him.

However, he missed Manman too much, really thought too much, thought too much.

I can't help but rejoice after losing and regaining, and all thoughts after gaining and regaining are discouraged. The ups and downs of life are all because of Manman.

The Manman he loved deeply, the Manman who loved him deeply, had a chance to come back to life. How could he give up?

But what will she do?

He said it in a hesitant manner.

She could see it clearly, clearly.

Nai He stared at his deep and sad eyes, and sighed lightly: "No return, you are Manman's no return." But who are you, who are you? Nobody!"

"But girl, if you don't want to ......"

Even if you are disappointed, even if you are sad, you still want to respect the absoluteness of Nai. Yes, he can't bear it after all.

He bowed his head and said softly: "I am willing to ......"

There's nothing you don't want to do, just help him.

Let him remember her for the rest of his life for not being stupid, and let her remember for the rest of his life the non-return of being cruel to her for the sake of Manman.

It must be very painful! She looked at her hand that had not healed and thought to herself, it must be painful, very painful.

But it doesn't matter, that's what she wants. used pain to numb her heart, used pain to block her love, and used pain to erase him in her heart.

When she loves him, she can't feel a trace of sweetness, when she loves him, so that all she is left with is a piercing pain, she thinks, she will forget him.

No longer loving him, this is her only remaining wish.

When she cut her hand, she felt a lot of pain, and she felt this pain for the first time. After all, it was the first time she had been injured.

At that time, I thought that I wouldn't hurt like this in the future.

But now, when the unhealed wound is reopened, I realize that the feeling before is not painful.

However, she felt that her language was too poor, and she didn't know how to describe how she was feeling now.

The wounds that have been torn open, the hearts that have been torn open, and the love that is about to be torn apart.

Love turns out to be such a painful thing. She was really naïve back then.

"What ......"

He didn't understand how she could tear the wound so hard, he didn't understand how she could throw out her own blood so ruthlessly, he didn't understand how she could laugh.

Standing on the side and watching, he felt his heart throb. Can't you feel the pain anymore?

He suddenly wanted to hug her, he wanted to stop her, to stop her from hurting herself so much.

Forget it! Forget it if Manman can't come back!

Such a thought actually flashed through his mind.

He was shocked, even if it was only for a fleeting moment, and made him feel that he had betrayed Manman.

How can he betray Manman? He loves his Manman so much and loves him so much that he can sacrifice his Manman again and again for him. How could he, how could he?

He couldn't, so he still wanted Manman back.

Only when Manman comes back, everything will be fine!

Only when Manman comes back, his heart will no longer sway to helplessness!

A large cluster of mandalas came back to life, but his face was pale. Her originally delicate red lips were also bloodless.

"That's enough!" he hurriedly stopped her.

That's enough, the rest will be talked about later. No matter how anxious he was to see Manman, he couldn't sacrifice her like this.

"And so many ......" she said in a soft, soft voice.

She actually wanted to laugh, and she wanted to laugh. It's just that I don't even have the strength to pull the corners of my mouth.

"I'll talk about the rest later, if you continue like this, you'll die. "Don't return nervously.

Do you care?

She wanted to ask, but only a faint sentence said, "Really?"

He was eager to see Manman, but Manman was so kind that he would not be willing to sacrifice others in order to survive himself.

He helped her back to rest, and she looked back at the newborn greenery.

She had also thought viciously that she would die like this, and die before the Mandala Hua was fully resurrected. Let no return wait to return to Manman, and sacrifice her.

In this way, you can remember her if you don't return, and feel guilty because of her for the rest of your life!

But she can't, she still wants to live. She also wanted to see what the non-returning Manman looked like.

"Qingdi, do you know what it's like to tear the same wound open many times?" asked the man sitting in front of her.

The man dressed as a scholar just shook his head.

How can you imagine? Just hearing her say that, I felt a pain all over my body.

Ruojing, did you hurt so much at that time?

"If you knew, it wouldn't hurt anymore. ”

Because, it has long been numb.

"Later, you rescued Manman?" he asked.

She sneered: "Yes, he rescued the Manman in his memory." ”

Just when she thought her blood was going to drip out, Mandala Hua finally came back to life.

She watered them every day, and she watched them grow better and better until they bloomed.

She finally saw the mandala flower, which was more beautiful than she had imagined.

Growing up in the underworld, she has seen all kinds of white. She has always found white to be monotonous and uninteresting. But the whiteness of the mandala is so pure and thorough.

She looked at the mandala and felt that her heart had slowly calmed down. She couldn't help but love the flowers, and it was no wonder that Bugui liked Manman so much.

When the last mandala bloomed as well, no return finally waited for her manman.

They are reunited and in love, and she is devastated by her sadness.

They swore an oath, and she was lonely and lonely.

She stared at them blankly, and none of them could see her.

is so lingering, she has always had only envy.

She thought, she should make a break.

"What did you do?" the storyteller asked her.

It must have been broken! Otherwise, how could she have been injured like this.

"I went to drink Meng Po soup and wanted to forget him. ”

She thought that without her memory, it wouldn't hurt.

When she saw the non-return again, he already had Manman by his side, and she would no longer love him.

How nice it would be to forget him like that.