In the night sky of the black hole in the backyard of Runlu, scattered snow fell.

Fusu looked at the snow dance outside the glass door, his eyes condensed as if he couldn't see the abyss.

"At that time, the dawn was not yet born. Since I was a child, my father has been strict with me, and except for the teacher who is teaching, there is almost no one in the entire Xianyang Palace who is close to me. ”

"I was only ten years old. I remember that it was very snowy that day, so the swordsman let me rest for half a day. But my father said that he would become lazy. When the snow was ankle-thick, I still practiced in the icy wind with my bronze sword. ”

"An Ning didn't know where she came from, little one, hehe, in fact, she was a little fat when she was a child..."

As if remembering the scene when he was a child, Fusu inadvertently showed a smile that was rarely clean.

Almost no one listened to Fusu reminisce about the past and talk about his previous life, and even if there were, it was only around the unwillingness to die, his obsession with Meng Tian and his anger and hatred for Zhao Gao.

And no one has ever seen such a look like this at this time.

An Ning hugged her coat and yelled at me to put it on, took my hand and shouted that it would not be let go, and said: Brother don't practice swords, An Ning can protect himself. ”

Fusu kept looking out of the courtyard, his eyes reflecting the night and the lights shining.

After a pause, he suddenly shook his head with a wry smile, "An Ning is different from other princesses. Ever since I was a child, she never asked me of anything, and even when my father wanted to marry her to Nanyun, I knew she was unwilling, but she didn't ask me to refuse it for her. Just before leaving, come and say goodbye to me. ”

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

Memories are like a door that has been opened, and what emerges in front of Fusu's eyes is Xianyang two thousand years ago, and the tranquility of that year.

At that time, Anning's face was even more plump than Chen Hao, and she stood quietly in front of Fusu. As usual, he had a smile like a full moon on his face.

"Brother, peace is the key to eternity. Brother must not be careless, beware of villains, do not be too kind, the father's ambition is only the elder brother can continue, do not dispute with the father in everything, should put his own long-term plan first. ”

After An Ning turned around, no one saw the two lines of light tears on her face, and Fusu could only hear her last words, "With Yiyan, An Ning, don't forget." ”

She's gone. This is the farewell of the brother and sister.

"An Ning is smart. In fact, none of the children of the heavenly family are really stupid, but she sees the corners that I can't see, and perceives the dangers that may exist in the future. ”

It's a pity that I didn't have her clear and wise eyes at that time, and I didn't take her words to heart. Who would have thought that in the end, everything would be said by her. I had more and more arguments with my father, and I was eventually deported from the county to the upper county. The villain got a chance, I waited, and lost my life. ”

No one knows what Fusu feels like at this time.

Bitterness, remorse, sadness, self-blame, or both.

No one can understand it, and no one can take his place to bear the sorrow of memories like a grinding plate.

Can't be midnight, Su'er can't, even Sangxia.

Your own pain is your own, no matter how much you love, no matter how thick your loved one's flesh and blood are, it is impossible to bear it instead.

"At the end of the day, none of us can be as decisive as tranquility. Xu had seen through the battle of the heavenly family, or maybe she really had an immortal talent, and she had already expected that one day in the future, we might all need her sister to rescue. ”

"Those swordsmen and dead soldiers can't be summoned overnight, I don't know what kind of plan she made before this, but in the end her plan still couldn't catch up with the sudden change. ”

As soon as the memories are opened, the past comes back to life. With the dust of the previous life, I pulled out the window of the years and poked into my mind.

It was also at this time that Fusu thought about everything little by little, and the conjecture and analysis in his heart made him understand more and more what kind of character his sister was.

And at the same time, under such a backdrop, how stupid it is to seal his throat with a sword.

If time goes back, if he struggles to support it, maybe what he is waiting for will be the figure of An Ning rushing from Nanyun, maybe Meng Tian's fleeting thoughts may not be impossible...

Maybe the final result of Daqin will be different, maybe it won't involve everyone to bury him, maybe ......

But the more he thought about the possibility, the more empty Fusu's heart became.

"An Ning did not live the life he wanted in his previous life, and he did not stay with the love of his life. Because she didn't have a choice, or she didn't want me or anyone else to stand against my father for her. ”

"She took a path that none of us could see, and she was the only one on the road. It's not anyone's fault, it's the fate of her powerlessness in her previous life. ”

"Now, how can I make her repeat the same mistakes?! If she can't bear Meng Yi's current status, I will give her a future and give her the life she wants. But I can no longer put her in a situation where there is no way back, no choice. ”

"As you said, Meng Yi is my best brother, but she is also my sister!"

"It is true that I did not tell Meng Yi frankly at that time, but he also made a choice, don't forget that Yin Cha also has the ability to erase memory. When things come to this point, it's up to them to make things up to them. ”

Everyone was silent, silent.

Meng Yi and An Ning's previous life, how affectionate and reluctant they were, for Midnight, Su'er and Sang Xia, they were all just stories to hear.

Moved, embarrassed, distressed, there can be nothing else.

Midnight, as a friend and brother, at most, accompanied Meng Yi to get completely drunk, and Sang Xia said that no matter how much it was, it could only play a comforting and relieving effect.

And Fusu witnessed the unfinished affection between the two in their previous lives, and as a brother and a close friend, he did what he thought he should do.

Everything is an illusion before the real prelude is unveiled, and all kinds of affection in the floating world cannot be retained.

Only by tearing apart the surface and facing it calmly can we see the true chapter, although it is painful and happy, but it is true.

Meng Yi walked step by step on the street with the snow dancing, and his heart gradually brightened.

It hurts, it hurts!

It's tormenting, it's tormenting!

However, true.

At first, she didn't dare to get closer, then she slowly got to know him, until she let down her guard and accepted him.

The days and nights of tailgating, the minutes and seconds that accompanied her, everything will become his best memory.

If she can't accept his identity, he won't give up.

Even as a friend, or if he still hides his figure and accompanies him silently as he did at the beginning, he will not give up.

He would look at her, maybe not close, but he would watch her go the way she wanted to go and live the life she wanted to live.

Chen Hao went home. And he, too, is home.

Standing on the last step of the front yard, looking at the lights in the living room of Runlu, the light reflected in his eyes and in his heart.

No matter whether the sun rises tomorrow or not, no matter how windy, rainy, snowy, he still has this home. In this home, there is also a group of people who have been waiting for him all night.

Push the door, enter the house, take off your shoes, hang your clothes.

The warm fire reflected his face bright and ruddy, and a group of people sat at the tea sea, looking at him with gentle smiles on their faces.

It was snowing outside, and everyone wanted to melt the chill in his heart with their smiles. Maybe the answer is not satisfactory, even if it has little effect, but this is family!

"It's all there. Are you hungry?" Meng Yi rubbed his hands together, walked to the sea of tea and asked with a smile.

Maybe he got the answer he wanted, or maybe something happened that made him feel like he had a promising future, but anyway, no one asked him what the outcome was.

It's not that I don't care. On the contrary, because of understanding, everyone feels that between him and Chen Hao, there will definitely be a better future.

And yes, really, hungry......