Thinking of the past, when he was sad, there would be a pair of warm hands caressing his back, taking him into his arms, and letting him sobble or be in a daze, but now he can no longer feel this comfort, how can it not be sad.

Like a child who couldn't find a home, he hugged his knees and buried his face in the shadows, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

He didn't want a storm, he didn't want a vigorous love, he knew that it was all extravagant, he didn't dare to think about it, let alone ask for it. Later, when he met Huang Yu, he felt that he was very lucky, all he wanted was to wake up and see the person he loved, regardless of poverty and suffering, he was willing to be spurned by a thousand people, even if he was saddled with the infamy of a faint king, even if he fell into hell and fell into darkness, he was willing to get a person's heart and be with him forever.

Those memories of the past are like flowing water, gone forever, leaving only thoughts and sorrows.

But memories were like an addictive poison, and the thought that she had left him forever made him feel like a knife. When the people are gone, they know that what they mean is gone.

He lost Huang Yu twice, and when he had it again, he didn't treat Huang Yu well, but often got angry with her...... I don't know how to cherish it when I have it, and I don't know how to regret it until I lose it, so I can only say that it's too late.

But...... But it's okay that not every word of sorry can be exchanged...... People often realize it later, and they only know what they want after walking for a long time.

He looked into the distance, as if he couldn't forget the scene of looking at her for the first time, and her smile seemed to emerge from the ice and snow, shattering at the touch.

Standing in front of the mirror, the Hades watched all this quietly, and his face, which had been expressionless, also had a little sadness.

Fuzi stood behind and looked at Ming Qi distressedly. "Do you really want to do this to him? He's just a kid, so I'll give him a little buffer time. ”

Hades put away the mirror and replied with a blank face, "The kindness of a woman." If you don't cut off all your thoughts to him now, you will harm him, and you still want me and Jin Yan to happen to him? Is love more important than life? ”

Graceful and dumb.

Hades turned his back and said earnestly: "Long pain is better than short pain, you let him cry, it will be fine in a few days." Now the two of them don't know if the bad fate is broken or not, what we can do is to help him break it off, you and I cooperate well, and we must not say that we leak our mouths. ”

"Okay." Grace said.

Hades took out the lily of the valley flower from his sleeve and followed it, and the lily of the valley flower was not only not frozen to death by the underworld, but regained its vitality.

The fragrance of lily of the valley through the small house, blank and quiet, as if there is nothing, with gentle, carefree romantic feelings, slowly blooming charming atmosphere.

Lily of the valley is delicate and small, petite and exquisite, like a little girl blinking her big eyes and looking at herself with hope, so that Hades can't help but like this child that should not have been born.

He looked at the little lily of the valley in the palm of his hand, and tried a few times but didn't give up.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything.

In the end, the Hades still couldn't kill her, so he handed the lily of the valley flower to Fuzi and instructed, "Take care of this flower, don't let her appear in front of me." ”

"Okay." Fuzi hurriedly took the flower, and she was surprised to find that the little flower turned to look at him when she left Hades, and seemed to be a little reluctant.

"Boom ......"

The sound of a little girl crying came from the root of the flower. The baby's voice was so weak that it made people want to protect her in their arms.

Fuzi was excited when she heard the baby crying, she hurriedly said: "Oh obedient, don't cry, don't cry, grandpa doesn't want you anymore, grandpa has something to take care of you well, follow Granny Zi, Granny Zi has a lot of delicious food, and there are many children who play with Lily of the Valley, don't cry." ”

Little lily of the valley swayed its leaves and nodded.

Fuzi's eyes widened, pleasantly surprised by Little Lily of the Valley's reaction. "She understands us! You really saved her, this ...... That's great! ”

Hades only hummed and watched the scene quietly.

Many years ago, he didn't save the child of the graceful posture, this has always been a stalk in his heart, the child didn't even keep his consciousness, and finally only transformed into a vine and a pair of double blades. Now that she can let Lily of the Valley accompany her, it can be regarded as a kind of compensation for her beauty.

"Her name is Shen Li, a single word, Li." Hades said. "You are good at nurturing flowers and plants, and I can rest assured that I will follow you. If you don't have children, think of her as your child. ”

"Thank you, thank you." Fuzi hugged the little lily of the valley and was about to cry. "I didn't expect to be able to raise a child in my lifetime, it's good to be able to watch Ming Qi grow up, I didn't expect to have a child with me. Brother, really...... Thank you so much. ”

Seeing this child, Fuzi remembered the child she had died in her womb before she was born, her child had not been saved, and Hades had tried to retrieve her child's soul all these years, but to no avail.

Although everyone knows that her child really doesn't even have a soul, Hades still doesn't give up looking for it, and in the end, he really can't find it before handing over the child to her to raise, which can be regarded as a comfort to her.

Her brother is not close to people on the surface, but he is actually soft in his heart.

"Don't thank me, just don't let me see the underworld, she has the blood of God in her body, I don't really want to see her."

He hated God and loved a god, and he was afraid that he would not be able to kill this child with all his heart, nor would he be able to take care of this child wholeheartedly, so he could only entrust her to Grace.

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The moonlight is faint, the morning light is bright, and the light rain is continuous. The rain is fluttering down, the rain is thin, like a silver needle, and like a crystal silver thread, shining.

The underworld in the drizzle seems to be more soft. It's like a landscape with foggy water, hazy, like an ink painting. It's like looking at a beauty through a layer of gauze curtains, feeling her beauty and elegance, and all kinds of styles, but I can't open the gauze curtain to see the truth.

The rain helped the leaves take a bath. The original gray leaves have become like jade under the rain, crystal clear, and refreshed.

The drizzle overnight made people sleepy and unable to lift their spirits. The rain was blown into a transparent mist by the wind, drifting on the eaves, condensing into water, sliding down the corners of the eaves, hitting the wooden corridors, making a small sound. The light rain was dripping, there was no wind, and the light rain was falling quietly, as if it was afraid of waking up the sleeping people.

Listening quietly, you can also hear the noisy shouting not far away.

"Jingle bells—jingle bells—"

The night of the sky steps is as cool as water, the red candles in the window are swaying, the drizzle outside the window is slanting, and the stagnant water is quietly dripping down the eaves, creating a circle of ripples on the ground, like sighing and retaining. When the eaves report the wind chimes, the wind curtains are rolled up, with a little rain, scattered in the window, bringing a touch of cool and fresh breath to the dim room.

The bamboo curtain seems to be a boundary, outside the bamboo curtain is the bustling and lively underworld, and inside the bamboo curtain is a gloomy and bleak tomb.

There was only one candle flickering in the room, and with the wind and rain, the figure lying on the bed was beaten against the snow-white curtain.

There was a man lying quietly on the bed, his sleeping position was very regular, his back was facing up, his hands were covered in front of his chest, and his black hair was spread out like a cloud, and his hair was black and the strands were spread out, as smooth as black algae. The long hair was particularly touching in the moonlight, and one or two traces of it were hidden on the quiet face, as if covered with a light veil.

White skin, beautiful facial features like a knife, long eyebrows like a sword, slender and slightly curly eyelashes, like a black butterfly hanging on its wings, with a strange beauty, thin lips pursed a faint arc, when you are asleep, you still can't erase the cloud-like sorrow between your eyebrows and eyes.

As if dreaming of something, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a warm smile was raised, but the sorrow between his eyebrows remained unchanged.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, his brows furrowed, he propped up the bed with one hand, stroked his chest with the other, and a little sweat appeared on his forehead, which seemed to be very painful.

"No...... No...... Don't go good or not...... Yu'er, I will be obedient, I will do whatever you say...... Please...... Please......"

In her sleep, she had very long silver hair, like algae whisking in the good water, intertwined with her white gauze clothes, reflecting the snow face, like the sleeping snow girl in ancient mythology.

But she still looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, exactly what he had met her for the first time.

Everything in front of her was white.

Under the smooth forehead, it is obviously a girl's face, but it lacks delicate and jerky, and it is more pale and tired.

Long white hair, white light eyebrows, snow-colored eyelashes, slightly raised eyelids at the corners of the eyes, beautiful face......

The face without powder can't hide the delicacy of the eyebrows, but this delicacy can't overshadow the haggard weakness that has already filled the face.

The white hair made the face pale as paper, and the sandalwood that was usually dotted with bright red lip grease was also bloodless.

The whole person is like a heavy pear blossom outside the window that has been overwhelmed by wind and rain, beautiful and fragile, pale and weak.

She coughed lightly, coughed up blood from the corners of her mouth, blood stained her lips, and her red lips pursed lightly, like the moment when the rose unfolded and was caught by time, it was a kind of peerless charm.

She wiped it off with her sleeve, and then continued to walk forward, as if she had exhausted all her strength between her hands, and even the corners of her eyes were slightly red with stimulation. Even if anyone sees it, they feel distressed and want to embrace it in their arms and love it, but they are afraid that she will be broken like a crystal butterfly when she is weak.

Everything is so familiar, and everything is so unfamiliar.

Ming Qi stared at Huang Yu tightly, refusing to take his eyes off for a moment.

He knew that it was his phoenix, she was suffering, she was waiting for him to go to her.

She hated him so much.

He watched it with distress and remorse, over and over again, and couldn't see enough, focused, and sour. He was going to engrave her appearance in his eyes.

He called her name, even if she ignored it, even if she looked empty and confused. He couldn't find the focus in her eyes, and there was depression in her empty eyes, and even hatred was so extravagant.

Tears slowly slipped down and wrapped in heartbroken amber that stayed on her cheeks forever.

His phoenix feather, how could he become like this.

She walked forward weakly, missing his side, not even a glance, and left him resolutely.

The wide, ill-fitting robe covered her emaciated figure. In a moment of misuse, he could see that her face was sickly pale, and her thick, curly eyelashes fanned slightly, casting a small visible shadow under her eyelids.

The world seemed so quiet that only the faint sound of their breathing remained. Suddenly, as if she had heard something, she turned her head with great difficulty. The direction she was looking in was the direction of the Stygian.

Inadvertently rotated every year, looking back at the other side, even if I found that the situation was long.

She seemed to say something, but the moment she looked at him, his heart suddenly ached, as if he was going to die, and he listened desperately, but he didn't hear what she said.

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