People can only love one person in their lives, she thought, she has failed the person who loves her the most, at that moment, she wants to redeem but can't, her cold heart is trembling. Why is it that she has only now figured it out and realized that she is the one she has really always loved, why?

She wanted to break free from the net she had woven for herself to bind herself in a small world, but now there was no regression at all, and now, when she turned back, it meant the end of destruction, how miserable! She killed herself single-handedly, killing the previous one like a sword into her heart...... Can he still forgive her? Pouring water...... Ye Feng stopped crying without tears, why night without moon? Where is there no bamboo cypress? But there are few idlers like the ears of the two of us. Only he knows her heart best, and Wu Wuqing just wants to possess her.

All this has been proven by the facts. How cold her heart was, how miserable it was, and her face was as dead and dull as darkness.

"Ye Feng stops!" Wu Wuqing exclaimed, his face indifferent, and turned to warmth, because he saw her different face, her eyes were clear and dull, and her eyes were hollow and deep, like a dead person, but there was a delicate and wonderful body.

"......" she didn't want to see him again, for whatever reason.

She stared at him deadly, as if the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of the person in front of her had hurt her all over her body, the biggest setback and change in life was that the expectation of a man had missed her life, he was obviously a cold person, why did she have this hope for the future? He is a person who pursues the goal of ambition and value more than he loves and cares for a woman, in his heart, the sword is everything to him, to become a swordsman, that is, to become a great person is his ultimate goal, and she is only one ten-thousandth of him after all, even a drop of water is as insignificant.

And now, he has forbearance to make changes and compromises for the sake of this woman, and his heart aches faintly, because he doesn't want to lose her. Just for a light in her eyes - unique and irreplaceable. She wasn't a trivial piece of clothing to throw away, or a pair of beautiful boots with no intrinsic value. She was a woman who stirred his heart at any moment, making him melt the ice, soft as ever, innocent, and feel the first gentle rays of the morning sun that rises every day in the world. Her smile can infect him, but no one else can, so it's just her......

He couldn't afford to lose her.

Wu Wuqing reached out and hugged her, her eyes were dim, did he break her heart? Wu Wuqing hugged her, didn't think about anything, irrefutable speculation, he felt a cold breeze in the heart close to him, her hot tears welled up, rolling down his shoulders, "Don't cry...... It's me who is not good, I shouldn't have snubbed you and stimulated you! ”

"You did it on purpose?" Ye Feng understood when he stopped, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Yes, I am jealous and poured out, and I once possessed you, even if he didn't do that to you, I hate it! Why not me...... For the first time, brand your lips ......" Wu Wuqing said tremblingly, he just wanted her to belong to him wholeheartedly, and he couldn't linger on the past. In her, he could still see the shadow of the pouring water.

"I can't imagine that he is so childish......" Ye Feng thought to himself, unable to speak.

"If you love me, forget about him......" Wu Wuqing said.

"Can I forget him?" Ye Feng stopped raising his eyes and stared into his eyes.

"Then let me make you forget about him!" Wu Wuqing said, his hands clasped around her, trembling.

She doesn't love him, her love for him is like a flash in the pan in the moonlight, just because the moonlight is bright and the tide rises and falls on the sea, and his love for her cannot last long.

Wu Wuqing must have the beautiful lady who suits him in this life, gentle and lovely, and pitiful - Ye Fengzhu and Wu Wuqing, they are two similar people, two cold swords in parallel, two arrogant strings in parallel, there must be no crossing. If you insist on combining them, it means that they will fight each other, they will inevitably die, and their heads will be broken, and in the future, someone will definitely make concessions and compromises, and the other will be cast into a soft sword through running-in, and the other is still a hard sword with a cold light and cold front.

A cool gust of wind passed through, and the night was hazy.

Wu Wuqing wrapped herself in a heavy robe, wrapping Ye Feng's body tightly, not letting a trace of cool breeze pass through her heart.

Under the candlelight, Ye Feng stopped speculating that Wu Wuqing picked up the brush and painted with the title, he was confident, his face was full of confidence, she saw his warm eyes for the first time, his serious expression shone on the white and delicate painting paper, the ten fingers were slender and slender, and the bones were distinct, it was the warm and cold palm that he had touched his crimson cheeks, the pen and ink were rendered drop by drop, thick ink and color, rubbing on the smooth paper, as if close to her body, making it rub and heat, shining with the endless brilliance of fluttering thoughts, the spark of the fiery beating heart.

Wu Wuqing fell to the pen and leaned, her face was flushed, she got up and ran, heavy breathing, rapid heartbeat, a heavy fall, a slight "sonorous" sound on the pen falling to the ground, which scared her a lot, her cheeks were extremely red, her eyes were condensed, staring at Wu Wuqing's cold and domineering face, his eyes were exposed sideways, intertwined with desire and possession, as if to shed tears, the blood was boiling in the bottom of her heart, and she was about to erupt.

Ye Fengzhi was red from nervousness and excitement, and his eyes were like frost and dew in the buds, which made people feel more and more pitiful.

"Why don't you like me? Say...... Why do you still have the name of Dumping Water in your dreams? Wu Wuqing's eyes were full of tears, and she said, like a fierce beast with a big mouth open for blood, her fists twisted and trembled, and the traces of blood infected the bed, revealing a faint fragrance of lilies, and her obscure appearance was so angry that Wu Wuqing's nose was bleeding, and her seven orifices were smoking.

"She still has him in her heart, and there will always be him......" Wu Wuqing said coldly, he raised his eyes and asked, staring at Ye Fengzhu: "Are you still thinking about pouring water when you are doing it with me?"

"No ......" Ye Feng stopped crying, tried his best to dodge, and turned his face away.

"No, the panic you said is a scar in my heart, you know?" Wu Wuqing said, "If you reject me from the beginning...... I'm sorry, it's me ......."

"But why do you want to give me hope? Let me look forward to it?"

"I don't know......" Ye Feng replied, his heart was lost, it seemed that everything was in vain, it was just an empty dream, destined to burst like a bubble, as if it had never happened, and she had never been involved with him.

As of today, it is true...... Needless to say, a ridiculous joke that doesn't matter!

Wu Wuqing got out and left, saying goodbye without saying a word, but she was still dead, waiting for her to stay.

But - she didn't chase her, a hug to keep in this life only existed in that fleeting moment, or his wishful thinking, but at this moment, he didn't even have the heart to keep, the heart forged by the sword, the sword light was cold and condensed, and the actions he made were just casual, ignoring it, he finally buried his love for her with his own hands, tried a bitter taste, she will not belong to himself in the end, but to the pouring water, the ending is destined from the beginning, why should he approach her? Finally returned to dust with a dead heart.

To love someone is to let go! Now that he has let go, he will no longer pursue the past......

A tear stuck in the corner of Wu Wuqing's eyes, and the past was wiped away.

"Send a ...... to Miss Ye Snail water. "Wu Wuqing said.

Xiao Qing put two stacks of hair in a bun on her head, and said softly: "Okay, young master, don't you call her a lady?"

"Say more......" Wu Wuqing said, his heart felt like a cone, but he was still reluctant to bear it, and raised his eyes and said, "Go down!"

Ye Feng paused for a moment and a half, put on his clothes, his face still had the red clouds that had not dissipated, and under the moonlight, he stood Wu Wuqing's tall and straight figure, his face looking sideways, and he didn't know where to look at the wind, sweeping over the lonely and thin ear.

"Wu Wuqing!" Ye Feng stopped and turned around.

Wu Wuqing turned her face and thought to herself, how was she going to break his heart...... Speak out?

I don't know why at that time, that picture appeared in her mind again, it doesn't matter whether she loves it or not! The wind and willows are blowing, and I quietly remember it in my heart.

The light emitted by the silver circle was reflected in the touch of another boy and girl, and the sharpness that protruded between the two born eyebrows shot straight into Ye Meng's eyes, wanting to disperse the condensed divine energy of any person into a sea of sand. The young man's split short hair was still so firm under his nose, his lips were motionless, and the other girl was dressed in red, the texture of the clothes was like jade crystal, and under the light red veil was her mysterious face, she revealed the light buried in her sleeves like ice, as if to intimidate Ye Meng. The two of them, one is named Nangong Xing, and the other is named Shangguan Lu'er.

In an instant, the face of a familiar young man flashed outside the door, he held a knife that pierced Ye Meng's heart deeply, and he was the young man she was looking forward to, a person who fell off the cliff and did not look back for a long time, and then turned around, she looked at him for a long time, waited for him to leave, and then everything was gone. She had hiked a long distance, and halfway through the sound of a wheat flute by the willow tree, it was the night's ...... When I saw the swallows flying south, I left green braids and turned into double bird's hairpins and inserted them in my hair. Her voice attracted Ye Meng to the old man's stall, and she took the piccolo under the nearby willow bridge, looked at the opposite side, and after a while, she walked to the old man with hairpins and beard on the stall.

Then Ye Meng left silently, and she looked at the willow bridge that blended with the rain and sunset.

The old man looked helpless, his face was stunned, he pushed the goods, and the wooden wheel walked towards the rain. The whirling raindrops are swirling, and the splendor of the tent still dazzles her, in the "cool house", she is drunk and humming a little song, eating the cold noodles of the city of cold noodles before the open rain, floating her Ye Meng's thoughts.

Ye Feng stopped and said, "...... Wu Wuqing, do you like me? ”

"I ......" Wu Wuqing's heart ached, he gradually approached her, raised his eyes and said, "What do you want to do?"

“…… Can I ...... Convince you and forgive me once. Ye Feng stopped, "I'...... I do have him in my heart, but I don't want to lose your taste again. ”

She choked up with tears, doing the last strong.

"I will not forgive you - because I have no right to be jealous of you, and it is your right to love whoever you want...... I can't monopolize you alone, and that will only disappoint me...... so that I lose you. "Wu Wuqing said.

"I'm sorry......" Ye Feng stopped crying bitterly.

“…… If you will, my heart will always be open for you. Wu Wuqing said, tears glistening, and stretched out his arms.

Ye Feng stopped choking and rushed to his embrace, sobbing loudly: "Well......"

"Fool ......" Wu Wuqing said, his heart trembling, this was the last step he had made......

"I won't hurt you like this again, I swear......" Wu Wuqing said, taking a sword and stabbing it into the side of his chest, blood flowing.

Ye Feng stopped pumping him away, raised his eyes to look at the Dao, and felt a pain in his heart, like tearing.

"Why are you doing this?" Her eyes were hazy with tears.

"Because...... I love you. Wu Wuqing said, leaning over and fainting.

When the planks were stuck in front of the door piece by piece, it was closed, but the lights were not extinguished, and she still lingered at the low table, and that moment was a long time.

The rain sprinkled with stars, pieces of catkins, dripping flower buds, and the hesitant silent night turned into a warm summer day. When she came to the stall again, the flute was heard again, and the song sounded again, and the girl with the red shadow went to the double hairpin under the tent, and looked and looked, and they looked and looked, and each other's faces were so sunny. The iron-gray light of the double swallow hairpin flashed between its gentle hair, "Little girl, you give me a penny." The kind bearded old man let go, and the red-eyed dancer explained. It was still half stopped, and since the rest of the road was going to continue, they chatted all the way to the west corridor of the lower place on the street, a long dark corridor followed Ji Yu'er's footsteps, dissipating the red faint light, and the sunlight shone into the green leaves and flowers of the tent, which was extremely bright. "There are a few people here, either going to the pavilion for a drink or to the verandah to set up an old thing...... There is also a Mustang wrestling competition that is going to be held near the west corridor of the upper house. When Ye Mengzheng listened carefully, Ji Yu'er picked up the remaining glasses of wine and went down. She was about to say exactly, "Why did you pause just now?" Is something wrong? The drinking friend's face was strangely pale.

"I want to know about that young master." Ye Meng was stunned.

"That's right, after thinking about it for a while, the young master called the Wind Cliff is about to arrive, arrange something, hey, damn it, what kind of task is arranged, huh...... Lo and behold, notices have been posted in the far reaches of the city, with a mission written on them. Eh, why are you asking about him?"

Ye Meng couldn't say clearly, she didn't know what she was expecting.

"Well, it has nothing to do with me." After a cup of tea, she came to her senses again.

Looking at the signboard on the opposite wall, Ye Meng happily ordered two glasses of wine. He smiled at the pavilion chief at the counter, because looking at his outfit, he was dressed like a pavilion chief. The two cups were handed to the copper table with their hands turned away, and the stool was as cold and boring as the pavilion chief's dialogue. "Please." Seeing through the fragrance floating at the bottom of the cup, it was like a glass of drunkenness, Ye Meng drank the top of the cup, but this was not a glass of wine, what it was, Ye Meng didn't know. "I'm full, so I don't drink anymore." Ji Yu'er slowly put her hands down the teapot, full of spring affection.

At the bottom of the dim corridor, someone's light footsteps walked through this pure land, and when the sun slowly rose, she sank her face and saw the person's approaching eyes, and Feng Xuanya's eyebrows flashed, he was calm and fearless. Immediately, Ye Meng's face close to his knife breath turned red with fright, his eyes became so clear and bright, he flashed, his eyes at least didn't care at all, his dead face was deeply left in Ye Meng's deep memory, and the thing that flashed at the bottom of her sea was his shadow that was closed for a while, and there was a smile.

Ye Meng, it used to be her, Ye Feng couldn't help crying, for this shadow that he would never see again. She never entered Wu Wuqing's heart, opened her heart, and accepted him, this is really a conspiracy. Feng Xuanya said: "Only if you kill someone, you can see him."

Who? The white feather official is Wu Wuqing, so all this is a lie, lying again and again, forming a great lie, although she has been tempted by him, and she just swears not to give up for this secret that has been hidden in her heart for two years. Since he gave her a chance, why didn't she give it a try?

There are many people who enjoy happiness, why do some people not get their final destination? Why did Wu Wuqing hurt the innocent and kill her favorite person? Feng Duanya is Qiao Nan's cousin, and they look almost identical, if he doesn't make it clear, she really ...... in an instant thinks that Qiao Nan did not fall into the wind and rain and died. Maybe he didn't die, because Feng Duanya said two years ago that as long as she killed that person, she would see him again. At this moment, she had mixed feelings...... Treat this man who is as cold as ice and unpredictable.

"Why kill him?" Ye Meng asked.

"Because...... Why, do you like him? He asked.

"Someone who doesn't matter." Ye Meng replied, blinking his eyes and looking up at him. It's really just ...... Jonan was exactly the same, but—he wasn't him.

So far, Ye Fengzhu suddenly realized that he was just a liar, Qiao Nan was not there at all, would there still be a dead person in the world? He lied to her, so that she had no doubt and no reflection. Killing Wu Wuqing is just a pretext, Wu Wuqing has nothing to do with Qiao Nan, one is a swordsman known as the number one in the world on the rivers and lakes, and a nobody who doesn't know any martial arts, where is the mustard?

Parallel worlds, especially between two parallel worlds, are destined to have two people's names and fate compasses cross, and during the crossing, there will definitely be effects and collisions, and the gap between time and space will produce the third world, in the third world, people in the parallel world will meet and meet in this seemingly intact world, but the third world soon disappeared, lasting for a short time, and the people in the parallel world returned to the original world and became their original selves. During that period of time, it was neither the future nor the past, Ye Fengzhi met Feng Xuanya, she knew and didn't know. She knew that it was a gap in time, but she didn't know who created it, and she didn't have time to think about it so much. I only knew that there was Wu Wuqing in that world, and there was also Feng Duanya, and Qiao Nan was inexplicably involved, but, at that time, Feng Duanya must not know what kind of nihilistic world he existed in, the two of them, one belongs to the present and the other belongs to the past, which inexplicably awakened her memories of her past life. Although she already had the memories of two lives before this, it was just that, at that moment, the memory was more profound and understood, and the reason why this was so was also related to the person who rescued her self who died young and claimed the Xuanjie Method.

All the puzzles are waiting to be revealed at some point in the future. The two worlds are tied and entangled. She also forgot whether it was for Qiao Nan or for the pouring water in front of her, maybe both of them were very important.