After finishing speaking, Lin Qingyue was independent with a sword, closing her eyes and contemplating.

When she opened her eyes, there seemed to be something more in her eyes, and her body moved freely, and she waved it again.

This sword dance is still casual, but no longer messy, and various movements are connected together, forming a beautiful and elegant sword move.

Although it is not as natural as flowing clouds, it is also as neat as a knife. When the sword is walked, it is soft with rigidity, rigid with softness, the sword light flashes, and the shadow dances lightly, with a unique beauty.

"From a rough point of view, it's flashy, but if you look at it carefully, it's a bit of a doorway, but compared to the swordsmanship of the wind without a trace, it's still too far behind, your self-created moves?" Lin Yang tasted.

"I felt it, so I played a few casually."

Lin Qingyue smiled lightly, her spirit was a little trance, when she closed her eyes just now, the picture of Feng Wuxian dancing the sword suddenly flashed in her mind, this unreliable master seemed to have really taught her something.

"What are you going to call for it?"

"The Sword Dance Flows." Lin Qingyue replied casually, a little absent-minded.

"Well, it's a very angry name, I thought you would destroy the sky, cut the sun or something...... Hey, it's a little familiar......" Lin Yang smiled, his eyes rolling.

"That's what I thought." Lin Qingyue also laughed a few times, and then fell silent.

Lifting the sword into the air, she stroked the blade with her bare hand, the expression in her eyes gradually changed from calm to melancholy, and between her heads, black hair poured down from her side like a waterfall.

Raising her head slightly, her clear eyes shining like black gems, she whispered: "Lin Yang, are you really the future me?" My future, as you showed, is it all silent, alone? You're not lying to me, are you? ”

"Do you believe it yourself?" Lin Yang was noncommittal.

"I'm somewhat convinced." Lin Qingyue nodded lightly and sighed: "I once had a similar dream, but the scene in the dream was not as terrifying as you showed, I became an invincible existence, but at the same time, all the acquaintances around me were gone, my parents, Fang Lingyu, Yun Ling, Li Lei, Wu Ming...... And, you! ”

"Don't count me in, I don't know you well." Lin Yang waved his hand.

"No kidding, I'm serious." Lin Qingyue frowned.

"I'm serious too."

Facing Lin Qingyue, who was full of doubts, Lin Yang's expression was calm, with a hint of indifference, and he said softly: "Listen to Lin Qingyue, my relationship with you is limited to partners, at most it is just the most ordinary friend, you must not invest too much emotion in me." ”

"You think too much, I've never had feelings for you, unless you become a pretty girl, the kind that's prettier than me." Lin Qingyue chuckled, her eyelids drooped slightly, her beautiful eyes glanced lightly, and said: "There is no man in the world who can make me tempted, even if you have my former body, I admit that I have a very strange feeling for you, but that is just treating you as my brother, and I have no other thoughts at all." ”

"It's not okay to treat me as a brother." Lin Yang said in a low voice.

"What do you mean, you forced me to be my brother in the first place, and now you're telling me no, don't you play with me?" Lin Qingyue's willow eyebrows were upside down.

"Appearing as your brother is to help you better...... Lin Qingyue, you must understand that I am already a half-dead person, and I stayed here to make up for the debt to you, not to cause a greater debt. The most important attitude you should have towards me is to treat me as an emotionless tool, not a person with feelings. ”

"How could I use you as a tool for such a big living person?" Lin Qingyue couldn't help but increase her tone, and for some reason, she suddenly became a little angry, and said, "Moreover, have you ever seen a tool that calls the master from beginning to end?" I was asked to do this and that all day long, without any regard for my feelings...... Hmph, I think you're using me as a tool. ”

“……”

Lin Yang was stunned for a while, looked at the angry Lin Qingyue, couldn't help lowering his head, kneading his forehead vigorously, and only said softly after a long time: "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through, I just wanted to help you improve your strength as soon as possible, so that you have the ability to face everything alone as soon as possible, but I ignored your thoughts......"

"Let me have great strength as soon as possible, and then you will kill yourself?" Lin Qingyue's tone was calm, but her tone was a little weird, like anger and sarcasm.

"Not suicide, but relief." Lin Yang smiled faintly, looked up at Lin Qingyue and said, "Life has long lost its meaning to me, it is better to live than to die...... Sooner or later, you will understand me. ”

"I don't understand, if you want to die, you can die now, I don't need your help!" Lin Qingyue said coldly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at him with the eyes of a stranger.

Seeing that Lin Yang was silent, she quickly said angrily again: "What are you still doing in a daze, if you want to die, you don't have to worry about me anymore, you have helped me so much, you no longer owe me." ”

"Are you sure you want me to die now?" After being silent for a while, Lin Yang frowned.

"Why, don't you dare?" Lin Qingyue sneered.

"It's not that I don't dare, but I can't, if I leave now, you will have a purgatory-like future."

"Don't bother with it, didn't you say that I don't grow old and immortal, and my strength will continue to grow with the accumulation of time? What else can be hard for me? ”

"You are not invulnerable, but you have a fatal weakness that, without my guidance, could have kept you in slavery for eternity, the key to someone's destruction of the universe." Lin Yang shook his head,

"Slavery forever?" Lin Qingyue gritted her teeth and said, "Alarmist, even if it is, you don't need to care." ”

"Since you are so confident, I have nothing to say, goodbye." Lin Yang shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the table, picked up a pair of sharp scissors, played with them a few times, and stabbed them abruptly in the chest.

"Wait."

Lin Qingyue stopped him and snorted coldly: "If you want to die outside, don't dirty the floor of my house, I don't bother to clean it." ”

Glancing at her, Lin Yang didn't say a word, got up directly from the sofa, walked out in a few steps and closed the door.

"Bang"

Listening to the soft sound in her ears, Lin Qingyue's body trembled, her expression was complicated, and she couldn't help but clench the hilt of her sword.

These words just now are naturally angry words.

After getting along for so long, in her heart, she actually regarded Lin Yang as her brother for a long time, but it was just some small complexes that made her unable to let go of face, so she kept calling him Lin Yang.

Maybe it's influenced by women's thinking, but what about men's thinking? As the only son of the Lin family for many years, she has not fantasized that she has younger siblings or older siblings, but the truth has disappointed her illusions again and again. She had imagined that with her brothers and sisters, she might be much more cheerful in her sexuality, at least not so introverted.

Lin Yang's appearance realized her long-term thoughts, this person who was full of mystery gave her a sense of intimacy that her parents had never given her, and made her feel like a brother for the first time.

However, Lin Yang's attitude towards her soon shattered the illusion in her heart. This is a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, and is the opposite of her situation, calling her sister on the surface, but between words and deeds, she treats her as a stranger, as if she doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all.

This is also one of the main reasons why she was angry this time, dissatisfied with Lin Yang's indifference to her life, and dissatisfied with Lin Yang's indifferent attitude towards her.

Unconsciously, a few minutes passed, and there was not the slightest movement outside the house, Lin Qingyue changed color, her eyes were suddenly full of worry, and there was a trace of panic that could not be concealed.

"Lin Yang, that bastard, won't really ......"

With a panicked face, Lin Qingyue couldn't stand anymore, dropped the sword in his hand and ran outside.

In the empty courtyard, it snowed at some point, and the crystal snowflakes fell, wrapping the earth in a layer of silver.

Lin Qingyue searched around, and finally found Lin Yang lying on a wooden bench, his eyes were closed, his lips were gray, his face was calm but bloodless, and a sharp pair of scissors was inserted in his chest, and the blood had coagulated.

"Lin Yang ......"

Lin Qingyue's expression was dull, and she quietly walked in front of him and stopped, as if she was stupid.

"Ling'er, come out and save people."

A moment later, she let out a terrible cry, and a blazing red flame suddenly rose in her hand, turning into a flame shield to protect Lin Yang's body in it, blocking the snowflakes in the sky for him.

"Yun Ling, why haven't you come out yet!"

She jerked around and shouted at the mansion behind her, a hint of anger in her eyes.

But soon, this anger gradually subsided and turned to endless sorrow. She knew that even Yun Ling, who had the ability of the life system, could not save Lin Yang's life, the scissors passed directly through the heart, which was a fatal injury, and Lin Yang had already stopped breathing.

The slender body trembled, Lin Qingyue squatted down and held Lin Yang's hand, tears gradually appearing in her eyes.

"Lin Qingyue, you are a man, you can't cry." She choked up, her smart eyes stared at Lin Yang's face motionlessly, but she could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, and tears poured out like a broken embankment, flowing down her cheeks in rows.

"Brother!"

The pear blossoms bring rain, and they are moving.

Lin Qingyue didn't know why she was so sad, Lin Yang had only known her for a few months.

Is it in love? Definitely.

She just had a feeling that it was not Lin Yang who died, but herself. It was as if there was a chain that could not break free from her fate, leaving her feeling suffocated and unable to escape.

What does it feel like? I can't tell.

On the cold wooden bench, Lin Yang was really dead, and there was no life at all, but the expression on his face was very peaceful, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, without revealing the slightest pain.

"Is it Lin Yang or Lin Qingyue who died?"

Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of her, Lin Qingyue's expression was a little dazed, her eyes showed a look of confusion, she stretched out her hand to caress her face, and looked ahead blankly.

Gradually, her vision became blurred, and she felt dizzy in her head, and her body became paralyzed and weak, and she fainted to the ground. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie