Nine days away, it is for the sake of hatred. The snowflakes are flying, and the wind here is singing. Every song sings the sweetness of people's hearts, peeking through the curtains, and the sugar wrapped in the heart emits an intoxicating sweetness.

It was the best wish of the girl's heart, a string of songs lingered, and the girl on the swing frame stumbled like a butterfly, shuttling among the flowers. The wind blew a little urgently, and a pair of slender feet quietly landed. There is not a single petal of ice flowers on the placket, but the swirling skirt is flying, the music is mixed, and it is a different kind of charm.

"Why are you here?" The people who came were covered in moonlight, and the silver-white fox fur was wrapped in only a delicate face. At this moment, he is slowly walking towards her.

"It's said that it's hatred, but I think your heart is full of joy, and you listen to this music, how safe it is."

He sat on the swing stand she had just left, his face calm.

"Whether you like it or hate it, it's just a show, and when you're tired, you always have to rest."

There she was like an unreachable moon, visible but not touching. She looked at him playfully, "You haven't set foot in me for hundreds of years, not just to come and see me." ”

The wind was still there, but he was silent. Just looking at this piece of hatred, that is the softest place in her heart. There were no waves in her eyes, and her tone was the same as before, as if nothing had changed, and it seemed as if nothing had changed.

The colorful butterfly that flew by suddenly, I saw her jade finger tapping, and the butterfly landed in her palm. Lovingly stroked the butterfly, "You said that this tired butterfly has a home?" ”

The man lowered his eyes lonely, "You can give it a home." But have you figured out where you want to go? ”

"No, I don't." She smiled in disappointment, "Have you put it down?" At the beginning, we were too stubborn and thought we were pursuing happiness, but now it seems that it is not the so-called happiness. ”

The wind blew into her ears with his shallow inquiry, "Do you still hate?" ”

"How not to hate, you say, without her, I thought I would have a place to be, but now, I am still adrift."

"You see that I am guarding this separation from hatred, from hatred and hatred, how can I ever leave hatred?" She laughed wildly, her voice was as cold as a deep pool, thinking about the past, but he never had a place in his heart for her.

So determined.

The sound of the wind became melancholy with her mood, and the voice was like a sad voice, "You said that you live outside the nine heavens, and you can't see him and can't touch him, how can it be worth it?" ”

The man in green clothes sighed, he stared at the woman for a long time, "If you leave here, he needs you in Qingchen." ”

"He never thought of me, so how could he need it?" These words were like a thin blade stirring the blood boiling, and when she raised her eyes again, it was cold again.

"You're a lobbyist?"

"I'm just afraid you'll regret it if you miss it." The man said funny, "He's been a little depressed lately, and that woman has hurt him a lot." ”

"What's my business? He didn't let me take care of it before, and I don't want to do it now. She went back to the swing and touched the rosary in her hand, which she thought had a special meaning when he gave it to her. He treated her differently.

"Asari, stop deceiving yourself, you still want to see him, right?"

He broke through her heart with a word, she had never dared to act hesitantly, the boundary from hatred was in front of her, if she took this step, she could see the person who haunted her dreams. But if he rejects her, can she still be calm and calm and recluse from hatred?

She hadn't seen him for so long that she had almost forgotten what he looked like, and the man took her out and waved her to the ban. Suddenly, she looked at the emptiness behind her, and no longer heard the music.

"yes, it's time for me to see him."

The woman smiled wryly and said that she could smell the smell of Qingchen Xuan's wine from a distance, a familiar and unfamiliar smell. Walking slowly, it is still the hibiscus flowers that fill the courtyard, and they are always blooming in all seasons. The curtains hung down, and the hut at the end was his dwelling.

His jade building has never been set foot in, and for thousands of years, only one person has been fortunate enough to enter it.

Hearing the rustling of footsteps outside the door, the half-drunk man lazily flicked his fingers, and the door opened. Glancing casually outside the door, Qianli was looking at him, as if he had lost some weight and was depressed. His drunkenness had not yet dissipated, but he only glanced coldly at the visitor, and was about to close the door.

Tianheng blocked the door that was about to close, and motioned for shallow departure to come in. The woman then flew into the door, afraid that she would be shut out of the door if she hesitated for the slightest moment.

The wine jar spilled all over the ground, and the shallow feeling was like a world away, the last time I saw him like this was when that person left. Today, she forgot that today was that person's birthday.

Qingchen raised his eyebrows, the two people who came in one after the other, he didn't want to see him, today he just wanted to stay quietly alone, there was always someone who wanted to disturb his tranquility.

"What are you here for? And you, if you don't stay in your hatred, who do you want to harm when you come out? ”

He was never polite when he spoke, he was really indifferent and detached. She thought that it should be so, but she was still unwilling. Looking at the abundance of wine, she took a jar at random, "I didn't want to harm anyone, I didn't have that interest." I just want to get drunk with you today, we haven't been drunk together for a long time. ”

She looked up and poured a sip of wine, and when she saw that he did not object, she felt a little more at ease. Tianheng also sat on the ground, took the wine, and the three of them held the wine order. I can't remember how many years I haven't had such a good time. They talked about everything, and he was probably drunk, and his face flushed. The footsteps are a little vain.

He walked slowly outside, where a blooming hibiscus flower was in the corner. He burst into tears, and the tears soaked into the flowers, and soon disappeared. He folded the flowers, I don't know if he was looking at the flowers or what?

"If she were here, I would be able to repay my karma for a thousand years."

Tianheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Today, I only drink and don't say much."

Thinking about it, he never forgot her in the slightest. Even her birthday, a thousand years later, is still so clear. But he didn't know that his birth was yesterday. It's just a day of missing, but it seems that she will never be able to catch up with the distance of this day.

There were tears in her eyes, "Qingchen your wine, the more you brew, the more fragrant it becomes." ”

"I feel bitter, so astringent that I can't get into my throat." He took another sip of his wine, thinking that he had promised her.

"If you wait for your six-hundredth birthday, I will brew a pot of the purest wine in the world for you as your future dowry, do you see that my brother is good to you?"

"Brother Qingchen is the best, you know, who do I want to marry?" She pretended to be mysterious, with her hands behind her back like a little adult. Her eyes blinked, but he couldn't guess her thoughts then, and he wouldn't in the future.

"Forgive my brother for being stupid and can't guess what my sister thinks." At that time, she turned her head very arrogantly and ignored him, saying that she disliked him for being stupid. He couldn't cry or laugh, and it took him a long time to coax him.

Now, it's going by so fast. A thousand years later, he still hasn't given away that jar of wine, and he has no right to participate in her birthday.

"It's your heart that suffers," this was the second time he had heard it, but in a different way.

"Maybe now I understand what it means to be lovesick, longing, love and separation, and impermanence."

Asari was also a little drunk, she hadn't drunk in years. She smiled and looked at Qingchenjun who was sleeping with wine.

"You're drunk. Haha, you're drunk. ”

Her hand caressed his face, and only then would he not resist her. His contours are distinct, the softest eyebrows and eyes, with thin red lips, look so warm, but the most affectionate.

The woman said that he was unkind, but how did she know that he would also cut his heart like a knife.

"Qingchen, no matter what, I will not leave you, I will guard you."

Tianheng looked mocking, "Don't regret leaving and leaving hatred?" ”

"Yes, so what? My mind has never turned around because of him. Shallow and arrogant said that she was gentle, but she was only willing to be gentle with him, and she didn't know how to love someone in the past? Now that she understands, she won't let go easily.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the hibiscus flowers blooming by the stream, and the purple-clothed woman's skirt was a little long, and she walked unsteadily. She almost fell down a few times, and she was a little negative. He pouted, reluctantly looking at the person opposite.

"Brother Qingchen, you misremember my size again, every time you misremember, it's too much."

"Brother won't dare next time, next time I will definitely make the best skirt for my sister-in-law." The spoiled brought people back to the Xuanzhong, and carefully changed the clothes for the people.

There is only one person in the world who can make clothes for him, willingly.

Suddenly, darkness struck, he couldn't see the direction clearly, and the person in his hand had disappeared without a trace. He shouted her name in a heart-rending voice, but he could no longer see the man.

The clouds were light and the wind was light, leaving only the jade jue in place, lying there alone. He picked it up with trembling hands and put it in his heart.

He seemed to be trembling, feeling the uneasiness of the people around him, and seeing that he was sweating all over his body, he hurriedly woke people up.

When he opened his eyes, he was as indifferent as ever, "You go." ”

Walk? I want to be with him all the time when he wakes up, whether she is crying or laughing, she will never give up and will not back down. But the first thing she heard was to go. Where can she go in this big way?

"I'm not leaving, here, and from now on this will be my place of residence." She knew what he was thinking, but after a thousand years, she thought there would be changes, yesterday was already shocked, and today he made her feel even more unreasonable.

"If she leaves, she won't come back, she said, she has nothing to do with you anymore."

Qingchen was furious, and the woman dodged his attack, "You haven't practiced martial arts for a long time, and you're even slow to make moves." Yesterday I heard a saying, today I will give it to you, do not deceive yourself, you deceive only yourself. ”

"So what? The original thing has nothing to do with you. ”

He fiddled with the glass of wine, which was carved with hibiscus patterns by the deceased, and the words dispersed with the wind. He glanced down at the mortal world.

"Well, I just want to wait for her to come back."

Qianli suddenly became a little sour, she waited for a thousand years, and she was imprisoned for a thousand years in hatred, just wanting him to remember his own goodness and not complain about himself. But now, she and that person have an immediate opinion, and she can't compare after all.