You are traveling on the other side of time, I am walking away here, our story is eternal after the entanglement, like parallel lines, you can no longer hold hands, even if you try to keep it with a hundred turns of tenderness.

Between us, there is yin and yang, life and death, and even more separation from the brilliance and gentleness of Guihua. If the way of heaven is not pure, it will not be able to fulfill the covenant in the end!" There are lovers who become dependents, "Oh! What a vain and nothing! Surrender to the heart, this heavy shackles on the heart make people helpless to suffocation!"

The black devil's tears rained down like rain. Suddenly, through the curtain of tears, he seemed to see the unknown but palpitating years.

That year, she was in her prime, and he was freshly dressed and angry. That year, in the gentle south of the Yangtze River, carved bluestone bridges, gurgling water, a fate formed by the air and rain, blooming bright flowers under an oil-paper umbrella. Baijie is also known as a lover, and it is also commonly known as a clove in the world. The name of a thing, it can also be said that the image in people's hearts, is by no means fabricated out of thin air, and the meaning represented by a flower is often beyond the existence of a corpse, and the super-wonder feeling is by no means within the reach of a sight completely deceived by reality. Therefore, that year, the petals of this elegant rhyme and the unrefined fragrance smeared the entire memory, just like the indelible faith in the interruption of life, the fragrance of thought, and the admiration of never forgetting.

The encompassing of love is by no means something that can be possessed by the cold and rigid real world, and the beauty of that tree by tree is blooming.

He is a black devil, she is beautiful, in this water town as pure as glass, and promises each other that their lives will always be full of love flowers that bloom only for each other.

The years are far away, the years are more and more, the ordinary days are full of fragrance, the double swallows between the eaves come and go several degrees of spring and autumn, and the rain outside the window is dripping and dripping a few turns.

What are the years? The black devil has asked himself thousands of times in his heart about this question, but each time he got a completely different answer, about that time, the years are a small box of rouge in front of the small dresser, which lightly decorates the pretty face that melts into life; the years are the sweat and sweat of the Qingxi Dancing Sword, and every time I look back, I can see the beautiful women at my fingertips caressing the clean and tidy clothes, the picturesque and harmonious two compartments. The years are giving, the years are mutual, the years are soft dreams, the years are leisurely songs - so calm and beautiful, anyone is only willing to pass the day and stop time to every moment!

Hundreds of beasts are accommodated, hundreds of birds are chirping, and the wonder of life is not only fragrant at this moment, but also the twists and turns of the story are not lonely after all. Emotionally, yes, it's beautiful, it's wrong, it's an experience. However, it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, even if it is a saint, or there is no black and white in the world, so beauty is destined to be closely related to experience.

This has nothing to do with fate, the pressure here is inescapable of everyone alive, and whether the ending is happy or not, all kinds of tastes can only be contained in it without words.

"Life is full of drama like this, isn't it? The black devil wept bitterly, and even his speech became intermittent.

"There is no disappointment without expectations, let alone grief, just like you are now. Since you have done what you have done before, you should also be prepared to face it in your heart. Hades' tone was old-fashioned. Although he didn't understand what love was like, it made sense to have two skins in his mouth, not to mention that this was a panacea.

Saying this, even Hades himself felt that his relief was very meaningless and even a little ridiculous, and he asked, "Why are you still in such pain after all this time?"

The Black Devil's words were abnormally more, and there was more weakness in his voice that he had not seen before: "For most people, time is indeed a good medicine, and what is there that cannot be forgotten? However, since I met Lingxiu, I realized that there are really these ridiculous things! Her shadow has not faded in my heart with the passage of time, but is more like a jar of wine, the older I get, the more mellow it becomes!"

Looking at the fragile state of this tough guy who even he was afraid of three points at this time, Hades was inexplicable, and even he didn't understand what the cause was.

Although his perception was vague, Hades clearly felt that there was respect growing in his heart for the bloodshot eyes of the black devil who revealed endless nostalgia and pain.

What can it be? It's just a word for "idiot." Everyone's lifelong pursuit is great, everyone's soul is worthy of worship, once a person has a established and persistent goal, then even the iron man will be moved by such a surreal noble spirit. This kind of spiritual contagion can be described as a heart-to-heart exchange, and it is precisely because of sincerity that it seems so noble.

Hades turned his back, a shadow under the black cloak flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

The black devil still thought to himself: "It is really difficult for a person to find a soul mate in the vast sea of people, and such a small chance can happen to be extremely lucky, then we have really received the blessing of God." He caressed the woman's creamy face, and a bitter smile spread across his face. "How many dawns and twilight we've seen together, how tight we've clasped each other's hands when we've been at our most vulnerable, we've been through so many ups and downs together, and finally we've made an eternal vow to be together forever. But since God has allowed us to meet, know and love each other, and let each other take root in each other's world, why let this flourishing love fall into the situation of yin and yang!"

Since we have never thought of consummation, why should the heavens plant all these causes? Is there such a lack of tragedy in this world? So cruel that we take pleasure in the pain of others?

"After all, it's all to blame. Hades was silent for a long time, and said leisurely. "But that's right, all the causes and circumstances meet, the time and fate are mixed, and the number of days dictates, and you have found the root cause. But what's the use? You still can't do anything. Even if my body is cultivated to the heavens and the earth, don't I still live under the system? Back then, during the Tower of Babel, I tried to break the rules, but I ended up in the despair I am now. In this world, there is no more powerful life than the law. ”

"The law?life?" The black devil asked, looking down.

Of course, the law, which is the master of this world, is also alive. ”

"So will he be able to escape the laws he has set?"

“......”

"Since life and death are fixed, and ups and downs are caused, then can the law disappear one day?"

Hades looked at the black devil in amazement, and secretly sighed in his heart, yes, is this law a cocoon or has it already been cocooned into a butterfly?

The black devil said a word, and he was amazed that Hades had a long storm in his heart!