Wusu has been very tired recently, she remembers that when she first wore this book, for some reason, she had completely forgotten her past with General Dongsheng, and then recently for a few days, she dreamed of the past, and even sometimes took a nap, the love picture of the former Wusu and the general would come to her head, the more she knew, the more she wanted to leave the General's Mansion, but she had always been fierce and fierce, and she had recently fallen ill and was "riddled with nightmares".

She was a little worried, this feeling seemed to be lowered, after all, things were too out of control.

She will touch the pen in her sleeve in a panic, and feel a little at ease, as long as there is nothing wrong with this pen, everything is still under control.

The sixth prince visited Wusu in the general's mansion a few times on the way, and when he heard that she was sick, he also brought her a few ginseng sticks. Wu Su couldn't help but smile bitterly, she herself studied Chinese medicine, ginseng is a good thing, but for a weak and old person, a body like her, if she eats the old ginseng sent by the sixth prince, it is estimated that she will have a nosebleed and die.

But it's also sad, if she continues to be so weak, maybe it's time to eat ginseng.

The general also came to see her a few times, and did not say anything like before, but spoke to her with a smile every time he came over.

This disease, except for herself, which she felt a little weird, everyone else seemed to take it for granted.

At this moment, there was only Duo'er, the little girl in the room, who was pounding fruit on the table, and there was no one left, Wusu lifted the quilt and put on shoes at random by the bed and came to the window, she was a little top-heavy, her hand was grasping the window, and at a glance she saw the plum tree full of scratches, and she thought of the dream just now.

The woman in the same bright red dress held the hairpin silently, scraping the tree body one by one, and there seemed to be words on the tree in the distance, Wusu couldn't see it clearly, it was closer, if there were really words, she didn't have time to see the content clearly, the woman suddenly smashed the hairpin to the trunk, she was startled, and hurriedly looked at the woman, the woman pursed her lips tightly, and there was no emotion on her face, but her eyes looked at the piece with words on the trunk, and tears were silently left along her cheeks, as if she was tired, she abandoned the hairpin and immediately turned away, Usu still wanted to go up and woke up from his dream all at once.

Her heart ached, and the woman's heart was full of pain and remorse, and she felt it.

She feels uneasy now, and between the general and her, it is estimated that there is more than that

The relationship between them and the negative is that she doesn't understand now, and those connections make her deeply uneasy.

She didn't want to go on like this, she needed to get out of the house immediately.

Due to the emaciation in the past half a month, her dress is a little empty, and now her hair is not pulled up, and the whole person shows a decadent atmosphere.

Pacing in the room, Wu Su thought about the things of the past half a month, things were too strange, she had to wonder if she had been in a lot of trouble recently, whether it was someone who did it on purpose, and the things she should have forgotten were now slowly thinking about it one by one.

The herbs are definitely fine, she has carefully identified them every time she takes them, and she will never make a mistake. Then it should be something else, food? Tea? Is it the meaning of winter birth? He wants to recall everything for himself? Her memories are intermittent, although there are good times for the two of them, but there are also many days when the two of them compete with each other, and even look at each other, although she was erased when she came, but deep down in her heart she also resisted her and Dongsheng's memory, I don't understand what the meaning of Dongsheng is doing this?

At the moment, everything seems very passive, she doesn't want to continue, she has never been a person who can be easily led by the nose by someone or a relationship. Since she doesn't want to, then she won't think of the slightest trace of this memory, no matter how beautiful the memories are, in her heart, it's just the past.

She put on a coat at random, she always woke up last night, Duo'er almost didn't close her eyes all night, and at the moment she was napping on the edge of the low collapse, she couldn't bear to call her, and she went to the ink courtyard alone to find Dongsheng.

All the way to the ink courtyard, found that there were traces of them everywhere, and her heart became more and more impatient, the guards did not stop her, she walked into the ink courtyard all the way unimpeded.

Dongsheng, these two words made her feel that there was nowhere to put them. Wu Su looked around his study and didn't see anyone, so he had to run to his bedroom, every place he passed there were pictures of the two of them, they laughed and laughed and ran out frame by frame, and came to the door of the bedroom, thinking about the people who might be seen soon, her heart was complicated, she raised the finger to knock on the door and fell again, suddenly her face felt a burning heat, followed by a cold, she raised her hand and touched it lightly, it was tears.

Hurriedly pulled his sleeve and wiped it in a bit of a panic.

"Do you remember?" A cold, questioning voice came from behind her, and she hurriedly turned around, her tear-stained face overwhelmed. Dongsheng had a dull pain in his heart, but when he thought of his torment, he stopped in place again.

The words that Usu wanted to say were stuck in her throat, and she had too many concerns about the man in front of her. For him, although she has come and gone without a trace, at least, she is a real existence, and for her, she knows that everything here is illusory, if she is addicted to him, there is no difference between a teenager and a girl who is addicted to Internet addiction, he is like a virtual character in a game, too generally weak fragments, everything is just a passing moment.

She thought of her attachment to this man, the unhappiness of herself and her family because of this non-existent figure, looking at Dongsheng who was hurt by love at the moment, and then thinking of her mother's slap on her face, the roar that echoed throughout the room, and the sighing and reproachful eyes of all relatives and friends, she didn't have the courage to say another word.

She remembered everything, it turned out that when she entered this book, she forgot not only a winter student, but also all the previous unpleasantness, she deceived herself too much, Wusu laughed at herself, it turned out that she was so cowardly, she chose this way to escape everything.

This time it was not a salvation, it was a destruction.

The pen in her sleeve is the key thing that determines whether she returns to reality. And this time she came to this book, her heart was full of doubts. She remembers that in reality, the last time she talked to her mother, they quarreled again, and finally her mother poked her neck with scissors, forcing her to finish the book immediately, and in order to be in case, Dongsheng had to end his life in the book.

She knew that her mother was desperate for her life, so she didn't move, so her mother poked her scissors into her skin, she looked at her mother's fierce face and bleeding neck, and listened to her words step by step, "Will you change it?" ”

She hated it very much, this woman never gave her half a cent of warmth except for giving birth to her, but in all the affairs of Wusu, she had to arbitrarily intervene to satisfy her natural desire for control.

But she couldn't completely ignore her life at the moment. The Wusu man was trapped in the corner of the sofa, his stubborn face was full of unwillingness, looking directly at the condescending woman, the fist in his hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, "Why do you have to force me?" She tried to keep her voice as steady as she could, and she never said it hurt when her teeth were crushed.

The woman next to the coat rack only slightly removed the scissors, looking at her without a trace of emotion in her eyes, like looking at a struggling pet, "I don't want to lose face for this matter again, you'd better learn to be obedient, you'd better stay away from that book immediately after it's over, I don't want to hear others talk about my daughter being stupid enough to live in a book." ”

Wu Su suddenly broke down a little emotionally, and almost immediately cried out, "Since you don't care about me at all, why do you care about me so much, does where I live have the slightest effect on you?" Why are you pushing me so hard? ”

Usu's mother paused for a moment to wipe her neck, and she turned her head to look at Usu, "I don't care about you, but I still value my reputation. She chuckled again, and took the hair that fell from her ears, "Anyway, I also care about you, what is in that book, let you fall in, and let others look down on me." ”

Wusu didn't have any words to refute, looked at her with thin lips and continued, "You'd better settle this matter for me immediately, I don't want to do this a few more times today, but if you really want to test my patience, I don't mind letting you fall into ruin and have nowhere to go." ”

Usu looked at her and said with certainty, "You hate me!" She lowered her head and muttered again, "You've always hated me!" ”

Her mother's eyes flickered, and after a moment, she said in annoyance, "Solve your as soon as possible, and don't look for me if you have nothing to do." He pushed open the door and stepped on his high heels and hurried away.

Looking at the door without a figure, Wusu bit his lip so as not to let himself shed a tear, it's not worth it, Wusu, don't cry, it's not worth it...... She persuaded herself repeatedly in her heart, but the tears still rolled down her eyes, so she simply raised her head, sniffed hard, and took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

It took about half an hour for her mood to stabilize, she stood up, went to the bedroom to turn on the computer, looked at the comments of various young readers in the comment area, her eyes were slightly red, others said that she should not indulge in everything related to the book of virtual characters, but for her, she couldn't bear to give up a word about the things here, and everything was precious to her.

She typed on a new chapter name - the finale: The general's death on the battlefield

Her mind was very messy, and the storyline was almost impossible to type, and in the end, she hurriedly pressed and released the word count of about 2,000 words, and then looked at the computer screen that was slowly darkening, and her heart was like a dead sea.

She went to the kitchen and poured a glass of books, drank it and fell asleep, then ...... And then it came here, and the memory was very confusing.

She was confused, it stands to reason that she could not still wear this book, the story here should have ended, especially the general, who should have died.

Thinking about the first few days when I was in this mansion, I couldn't help but feel funny.