Fusu spoke slowly, and Sangxia listened carefully.

In his gentle tone, she seemed to have seen him as if she had passed through thousands of years. The pain in my heart was more intense, but it was different from before, and it was because of an indescribable sadness.

Sang Xia glanced at the brightness outside the window and turned to look at Fusu. Unconsciously, she wanted to reach out and grasp the big palm-up hands. They looked so lonely.

"My father had many wives, but only Dawn was my only half-sister. At that time, I was fighting in the north, and I received a letter from Dawn..."

The scar is not as people say, it doesn't hurt after a long time, and it doesn't go numb after revealing too much.

A scar will hurt once when it is revealed. If you uncover one, it will hurt one. People who have really been hurt understand it.

"Bi'er waited for me to return to Xianyang from the north and see me for the last time. "That stubborn little girl, vomiting blood every day, gritting her teeth and holding on to her last breath. The medicinal soup can no longer be poured into the mouth, but it still insists on it.

Dawn cried like a tearful man, and it wasn't until her beloved brother returned from the battlefield that she put the girl's hand, still cherry-colored, into his hands.

Wang Bi grabbed his hand hard, like the baby when they first met. Forcefully, like holding the power of life!

'Brother Fusu, you're back. I'm sorry, Bi'er can't wait to grow up...'

After saying this, tears poured out of her eyes, and blood no longer overflowed from her mouth. The clenched tooth finally let go, and Wang Bi, who couldn't wait to grow up, spit out the last breath of his short life. With regret and unwillingness, he left Fusu forever with helplessness.

"I have made a name for her, so that she can have a spirit card and an offering. So, Bi'er was my first wife. "This is extremely important for the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago and for nearly 2,000 years after that.

"After that, I returned to the battlefield, and two years later, I returned to Xianyang, and it was also from that year that I had a lot of disagreements with my father. ”

Girls usually marry a man they have never met under the arrangement of their parents, and the emperor's daughters are usually either exchanged for interests or used as a marriage tool for the ministers.

Dawn is no exception! But she has a good brother who dotes on her.

After resisting his father's arrangement for his sister, Fusu brought Chenxi to his son's mansion. Even if he violated the palace rules and regulations, the first emperor still loved this wise eldest son and did not blame him too much on this matter.

It's a pity that Fusu, who is talented and has no wisdom, doesn't understand this. Therefore, in the years that followed, after many reprimands and disobedience, he finally angered the terrible monarch. He was sent to Upper County, the place where his life ended.

To this day, Fusu still does not regret his recklessness, but at the same time, he also deeply regrets that maybe he shouldn't have left Dawn by his side in the first place.

If she married, maybe she wouldn't have died under the butcher's knives of Hu Hai and Zhao Gao. At least, the husband's family that her father married was far away in a border country, although it was a small country, but the king should still be able to protect her from being killed and dying because of her own involvement.

At the beginning, because of Wang Bi's death, Chenxi was so sad and painful, and almost died of worry without speaking, eating or drinking.

Fusu couldn't imagine how panicked little Dawn must have been when his death came quickly. How did she survive those torturous days, and how was she killed by Hu Hai?! How scared should she be!!

Thinking of this, Fusu took a deep breath, and his heart was empty.

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't let himself think about it. For thousands of years, he had met soldiers, servants and maids from his previous life in his human world, and even a certain strategist who had made a lot of nonsense in the Qin Palace... But there was no trace of the dawn.

His promise to his mother was ultimately not kept.

Mother...

Fusu's face was pale, his hands slightly open in the sun, and the light passed through his fingers.

Empty, lonely!

Runlu is extremely quiet. He took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath, the loneliest voice Sang Xia had ever heard!

"I... The year my father died..."

Sang Xia blinked his long eyelashes, guessing that Fusu was originally trying to talk about the year he himself died. She propped her hands on the sofa and watched his slightly hanging head rise slightly, under the light, his side face was clearly lined, and under the fortitude was endless tenderness and sadness.

"Because of Bi'er's death, and because of the repeated invasions of the northern Xiongnu, which led to frequent wars in the border area, I have never been married. She looked at him with such a calm expression, but she couldn't resemble what the situation was like.

"Since then, my father has been anxious to urge me to get married. That year, it was also summer. I received an edict from my father, ordering me to return to Xianyang in October to marry a woman..."

His throat moved, as if he were swallowing something. Sanxia noticed the movement, and she looked up at him. His eyes were a shallow mist that shimmered in the sunlight.

"It's just that I didn't wait this time. In October, my father went on a trip and died suddenly. And then—" Fusu turned his head sideways to look at the backyard, or just didn't want Sangxia to see his face.

"I don't remember the woman's name, and I don't know what happened to her. "In the troubled times, the strange woman who would have become his wife may have become the ghost of the massacre at that time.

He had no way of knowing, and he had no intention of knowing. At this point in life, I have carried the deep affection and unfulfilled promises of too many people.

His life was so brilliant and enthusiastic, even in a hurry, that it was buried!

And his life seems to have been just the beginning since then. At the beginning of this, he still did not understand the meaning of more than 2,000 years of life?!

Maybe, no, not perhaps. If he doesn't turn into a spirit and disperse his soul, he who has obtained the soul of the 10,000-year-old emperor cypress tree will inevitably have the next two thousand years, the next two thousand years.

But at that time, where will the girl in front of her be??!

Fusu, who suddenly realized this problem, was stunned by his own thoughts!

Over the past 2,000 years, he has only felt that he has traveled too many roads in the world and passed through the lives of too many people in the world. But he never felt that he was alive.

And at this point, he really felt alive.

Because he felt fear and loneliness.

He doesn't hate loneliness, it's just that he doesn't want to continue to live in such an empty and lonely life.

Sang Xia stared at the palm-up hands for a long time, then walked over, squatted down in front of him, and put his own hands into the palms of those hands.

Fusu felt the warmth from the palm of his hand, and turned his head to meet Sang Xia's autumn eyes.

He looked at her, she looked at him.

She felt the loneliness that came from the depths of his heart, and he heard her soft voice.

'I will be with you and leave you alone again'

............

Outside, the rain-soaked sky was clear and clear, and the sun shone through the thin clouds on the earth and mountains.

There was a slight coolness in the air.

At the end of summer, it was raining again in early autumn.

Autumn in Gangnam must be beautiful!