The blood tree was colorful, there were peach blossoms in full bloom, and the petals fell quietly, and the red tears of Cao coffin flowed silently on the ground.

Don't stir up a speck of dust.

Solo Fei was originally dissatisfied with Cao Coffin, and secretly thought that I would do my best to help you, but you hide everything, you must be familiar with this place, but why didn't you tell me anything? Do you really want to work with me?

All the way to the rush, thrilling.

His breath was not calm, and he could see that Cao Coffin, who had always been indifferent, was kneeling in front of a few lines of words in front of the grave, and his heart suddenly felt a little sour, he didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.

He didn't want to ask anything more, he didn't even think about being in a desperate situation, he just quietly watched the peach blossoms bloom in the forest.

After a long time, he heard Cao Coffin say: "Her name is Shiyan." ”

Who is called Shiyan?

Shan Fei was stunned, turned his head to look at Cao Coffin, and saw that he was just kneeling on the ground, looking down at the shiny few lines of words on the ground, and after a long time, he heard Cao Coffin say: "After I met Mr. Ma, I learned the method of digging graves, and I quickly became high-spirited, and I made a lot of friends through righteousness and wealth." ”

Shan Fei looked back and saw that there was no threat from the giant rat, just a "hmm" sound, indicating that he was listening.

He knew he didn't have to say anything at a time like this.

If Cao Coffin doesn't say it, he can't pry it out, and if Cao Coffin wants to say it, he doesn't want to stop it.

"After Xiahou Yuan was imprisoned, when I heard this, I immediately took my friends to besiege the prison, not only rescued him, but also killed Gu Ba, it was in March when the peach blossoms were full that I met Shiyan." Cao Coffin muttered.

When Shan Fei looked at the words "Unforgettable Peach Blossom March Day", his heart trembled.

Is it poetry in the tomb?

The poem is unforgettable, and the peach blossom March day, Cao coffin, of course, has not forgotten.

But didn't Cao Coffin come to find the incense of longevity?

"The poems in the peach blossoms look as bright as the peach blossoms." Cao Coffin knelt on the ground and slowly looked up at the peach blossoms above his head, as if looking at the poems in the petals. "The first time I saw her, I fell in love with her. She...... Just smiled, came over to me and said, "My name is Shiyan, what's your name?" I don't know if some fates are destined for three lives, but I know that in my life, except for poetry, I will never fall in love with anyone else. ”

Shan Fei saw Cao Coffin's tears flowing down drop by drop, and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

"After that, it was the happiest day of my life."

Cao Coffin looked at the peach blossoms on the tree. My thoughts seemed to go back to the past, "Sikong recruited soldiers and horses, and I gathered a group of bloody men to help him, constantly digging underground treasures and expanding Sikong's power." Sikong's power is growing, and so is my power, but I find that Shiyan seems to be becoming more and more silent. ”

"Why?" Solo Fei asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I asked her why she was upset and if someone was bullying her. But with my Cao coffin here, who will bully her? Cao Coffin said abruptly: "She only said...... It's been a long time since I've been boating. ”

Solo Fei's gaze froze, and fell on the line "The clouds are in the water, the water is sailing, and the flowers are on the shore in the center of the heart".

"The first few days I saw her. I once boated on the peach blossom shore. ”

Cao Coffin just stared blankly at the shiny lines on the ground, and muttered, "I'll just laugh at her...... I'm really busy, how can I still be as naïve as I was at the beginning. She looked at me for a long time, but she didn't speak. ”

What's so bad about being naïve?

Maybe that's what Shiyan wants to say?

Cao Coffin felt a pain in his heart. "She later said - she used to live in one place, there was no day, not even night......"

Solo Fei's heart trembled slightly. For some reason, I suddenly remembered the attic where Cao Coffin lived, wasn't it the same place as Shiyan?

"But there are trees that glow and bleed, and there are many peach blossoms, and there are big rats, but she is not afraid, she says that as long as she is in the peach blossom forest, the rats will not come and harass her, she just wants to go and live there with me."

Shan Fei looked at the blooming peach blossom forest, and finally understood why Cao Coffin let him come here when the rats were chasing him.

There were many, many more things he didn't understand, but he couldn't bear to ask again—just because every stripe of sorrow was written on Cao Coffin's cracked face.

Cao Qi didn't look at Shan Fei, and continued to talk to himself, as if he had been silent for many years, and wanted to pour out on this day.

"Of course I laughed at her, laughed at her for being naïve. Cao's Cao coffin may not be the strongest one, but if the Cao family didn't have Cao Coffin, it would never have reached the point where it is today. In this case, Cao Coffin will definitely be famous, and there will be thousands of mansions in the future, I will let Shiyan live in the most beautiful house, how can I live in that kind of dark place? ”

Solo was silent.

Cao Qi still smiled and said, laughing until tears welled up in her eyes, "She still looked at me for a long time before she said-those may be good, but I ...... She didn't say any more. ”

But I don't like it.

That must be the unfinished words of the poem.

Cao Coffin only felt a pinprick pain in his heart, he had lived in a dark attic for many years, and he had thought about the careless words of the past a thousand times before he realized that the poetry was not that he said little, but that he really listened to it little.

Men don't understand women, just because they see more, listen less, and think less.

He only thought that he was the happiest man in the world, with fame and poetry. But he never thought about whether Shiyan was the happiest woman in the world.

Shiyan has nothing, only him Cao coffin, but Cao coffin doesn't seem to be Cao coffin anymore.

In the passing years, Cao Coffin has already quietly changed.

Shiyan doesn't want to change anything, but how much does she want him to change?

Shiyan once said - Cao Coffin, there is another war, and many people have died, can you ......

He Cao Coffin just said--Silly boy, how can you not die in a war?

Shiyan once said - Cao Coffin, you seem to have changed a lot, I ......

He Cao Coffin just said - of course I will change, I am no longer the young boy I was back then, Cao Coffin will let Shiyan see one day, Shiyan did not choose the wrong Cao Coffin.

The high-spirited Cao coffin.

Poetry that grows more and more silent.

His eyes fell on the bright lines, Cao Coffin pressed his heart tightly, feeling that it hurt as if it was about to crack, he finally understood the poem, and he understood the intention of the poem to write these lines.

Shiyan never forgot the day he first met.

Maybe Shi Yan thought of going to the other side of her heart with him that day.

But that's not his other side.

He puffed up his sails and rowed hard, but he was already lost in the bustling red world.

He always thought that was the end of his life.

But he only woke up from his obsession after the words of poetry were gone, and that was by no means the end of him. But he couldn't find the words anymore.

The poem once said - Cao Coffin, one day, if you don't see me, will you forget me?

He Cao Coffin just said - how could it be, Cao Coffin will never forget the poem for the rest of his life!

Shiyan smiled happily, but there was a flower-like tranquility in his smile, but he never saw it, all he thought was that Cao Coffin and Shiyan would last forever, and Shiyan would always belong to Cao Coffin.

The poem once said - Cao coffin. One day, if you don't see me, will you not come to me?

He Cao Coffin just said--How could it be, Cao Coffin would definitely come to find Shiyan.

The poem smiled shallowly, but there was a sorrow in the smile. But he never paid attention, all he thought was that Cao Coffin had money and power, and he would definitely be able to protect Shiyan, how could Shiyan not be seen?

The poem once said - Cao coffin. One day, if you don't see me, won't you find me?

He Cao Coffin just said--how could it be, there would be nothing in this world that Cao Coffin couldn't find. What's more, it's Cao Coffin's favorite poem?

Shiyan didn't smile anymore, and there seemed to be a misty tear in his eyes. But he never paid attention to it, and he recalled that he realized that Cao Coffin rarely looked at Shiyan's eyes at that time. Cao Xiang even forgot to look at the face that was as bright as a peach blossom, not in March, but like April. There is no brightness in full bloom, only the dimness of flowers.

- Cao Coffin, I'm leaving, have you heard of Sanxiang? I'm related to Sanxiang.

That was the last sentence that Shi Yan left for him before leaving, he was originally addicted to the red dust, but after seeing the sentence left by Shi Yan, he felt like he was smashed on the top of his head by a giant hammer.

Vertigo, darkness, pain but powerless to resist.

Is the poem really gone?

Why did Shiyan leave?

For many years after that, he had been thinking about the answer to this question, and he went crazy and began to look for Sanxiang, and rushed into the tomb of King Liang Xiao to find that King Liang Xiao and the queen were gone, and he was silent for a long time.

"Listen, it's poetry calling me." Cao Qi said suddenly.

The darkness is secluded, the quiet heartbeat can be heard, Shan Fei's face changed slightly, he didn't hear anything!

- Cao Coffin, one day, if you don't see me, will you forget me?

Cao Coffin burst into tears, looking at the prosperity of the blood tree in the sky, the peach blossoms, like a bright smile in poetry, and said in a snort: "Poetry, Cao Coffin has not forgotten poetry, please, don't forget me, don't forget Cao Coffin!" ”

- Cao Coffin, one day, if you don't see me, will you not come to me?

There is a blood tree with light and dark, Cao Coffin's tears are combined with blood, looking at the smiling but sad poem in the peach blossoms, and begging: "Shiyan, Cao Coffin is coming to you, please, don't hide anymore, okay?" ”

The moment the gates of hell cracked, he heard the call of poetry.

It must be here!

He jumped off and didn't think about it again.

This is the place where Shiyan said, the place he has been looking for, Shiyan will definitely wait for him here, there are blood trees, peach blossoms, giant rats, everything Shiyan has said, but there is no poetry.

- Cao Coffin, one day, if you don't see me, will you not find me?

Cao Coffin lowered his head and looked at the bright lines of words on the ground, as if looking at the tears of the poem.

The clouds sail in the water, and the flowers are in the center of the heart on the shore.

Throughout the ages, the rise and fall of the ages, unforgettable peach blossom March day.

- Cao Coffin, you'll find me, won't you?

Tears and sadness were like rain, Cao Coffin's fingertips gently touched the words full of blood and tears, and he didn't know when his heart was broken.

- Poetry, I was wrong, I was wrong! I'm really stupid, I'm not as smart as I think I am......

Let the tears pour down, Cao Coffin knelt on the ground and hissed: "Shiyan, Cao Coffin has not forgotten you, Shiyan, Cao Coffin came to you, but Cao Coffin is so stupid that he doesn't know your love at all, so stupid that he has never turned a blind eye to your heart, so stupid that he has only found here all these years, Cao Coffin has never asked for anything from poetry, but today he only asks for poetry to tell Cao Coffin - how can Cao Coffin find poetry again?" ”

Tears poured down, dripping on the crystal words, flashing with a peach blossom-like luster after the March rain......

Bright and quiet, even though there is the pride of Tufang when it is in full bloom, there is also the loneliness of being unaccompanied.

(To be continued.) )