Jinling is beautiful in Houhu Lake, and Qiantang is beautiful in West Lake. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scenery of Houhu Lake is so beautiful for everyone, but for her, it is a nightmare for a lifetime.

Jiang Yunyan may never have imagined that in her lifetime, she would return to this place again, the place where his life ended, the place she least wanted to remember.

Ten years ago, Jiang Yunyan stood by the lake, tears flowing from her eyes. Ten years later, Jiang Yunyan returned here, but she no longer shed tears, and in the past ten years, her tears have long since dried up, and she will never know what tears are like.

The wind in the early morning was cold and biting, but no matter how cold the wind was, it couldn't cold Jiang Yunyan's already dead heart.

Jiang Yunyan held the sword in his left hand, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.

The long sword was as good as new, spotless, and for ten years, she would carefully wipe the sword with water every day, and he was no longer in the world, so she had to pin all her thoughts on this sword.

With a wave of her left hand, she threw the scabbard in her hand aside, and a pearl embedded in the scabbard was stained with a little silt, and the word "willow" engraved on it seemed to be difficult to see clearly.

She had never let the sword leave her, but why had she left the scabbard aside?

Jiang Yunyan's eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, if she wasn't still breathing, maybe someone would really think she was dead.

A layer of mist rose on the surface of the lake, Jiang Yunyan stood in the mist, looking from afar, a white light veil, like a fairy floating on the lake, as the morning mist became thicker and thicker, everything seemed to gradually become illusory, until a low, peaceful voice sounded.

"Miss Jiang."

If you ask anyone else in this world who Jiang Yunyan cares about, it must be this man in a gray robe.

Jiang Yunyan heard the voice behind her, her body seemed to tremble slightly, she still turned her back to the person who came, and said, "Qin Zhongyang, you are really here." ”

Qin Zhongyang walked to a place three feet away from Jiang Yunyan and stood still, and said, "I have no reason not to come." ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "You still have a trace of conscience. ”

Qin Zhongyang sighed deeply: "I know that there will always be this day, in the past ten years, I have heard those familiar names appear on the death list announced by the imperial court, until the last name in my memory also appeared a few days ago, I already know that this day will not be far away." ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "It seems that you know very well that you are the last?" ”

Qin Zhongyang nodded and said, "Qin is naturally clear. ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "Then why don't you thank me soon?" ”

Qin Zhongyang said: "Why does Qin want Miss Xie Jiang?" ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "I let you live for ten more years in vain, shouldn't you thank me?" ”

Qin Zhongyang smiled bitterly: "Qin has indeed lived for many years, but in the past ten years, every moment is worse than death, and every day is atonement for myself." ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "Do you think your sins can be atoned for?" ”

Qin Zhongyang shook his head and said, "I know that my sins will never be atoned for, so I will stand here." ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "You don't want to continue to live? ”

Qin Zhongyang sighed: "Qin Mou has long thought about it. ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "But you still live to this day." ”

Qin Zhongyang said: "Qin has lived to this day, not to steal his life, but to wait for Miss Jiang." ”

Jiang Yunyan said: "Why are you waiting for me? ”

Qin Zhongyang said: "In order to let Miss Jiang personally end Qin's life. ”

Jiang Yunyan's body was already trembling.

Qin Zhongyang said again: "Ten years ago, I was obsessed, and in order to take the young master's Wanguan family wealth for myself, I actually recruited dozens of thieves and designed to kill the young master; Recalling the past, the young master has always treated me like a mountain, but I don't know what to do, and I will take revenge, which not only made the young master lose his life, but also made Miss Jiang heartbroken; Zhong committed a sin, it is not a pity to die, if one day, my life can be cut off by Miss Jiang's own hands, and once Miss Jiang only hates it, it can be regarded as the last value of Zhong. ”

After Qin Zhongyang finished the last sentence, he took a deep breath and said, "Miss Jiang, Zhong is ready. ”

Jiang Yunyan stood by the lake, quietly listened to all his words, and finally turned around slowly.

The fog in the early morning has gradually dissipated, Jiang Yunyan's face is clearly reflected in Qin Zhongyang's eyes, a face that is still beautiful, just as he remembers, but this face no longer has any expression, whether it is laughter, anger, sadness, it has nothing to do with this face.

Jiang Yunyan walked up to Qin Zhongyang, looked into his eyes, and said, "Ten years ago, what you plotted was not only his money, but also me, right?" ”

When Qin Zhongyang heard this, he felt a tightness in his chest, he frowned, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only look at Jiang Yunyan uneasily.

Jiang Yunyan said: "Qin Zhongyang, if it's not yours, it will never be yours, a gentleman loves money and has to take it in a good way, I hope you can remember this sentence in your next life." ”

Qin Zhongyang nodded with a wry smile, his breathing gradually calmed down, and said: "Miss Jiang's words, Zhong has written them down, and Zhong will definitely remember Miss Jiang's good words in the next life." ”

Jiang Yunyan raised the long sword in his hand, pressed it against Qin Zhongyang's throat, and said, "When my sword leaves, your sins will be atoned for, I hope you don't forget what you said." ”

Qin Zhongyang closed his eyes and said, "Zhong will not forget, Miss Jiang can do it." ”

Jiang Yunyan looked at Qin Zhongyang, a trace of sorrow seemed to flash in her eyes, and with a slight flick of her wrist, blood slowly flowed out of Qin Zhongyang's throat.

Jiang Yunyan didn't take away the scabbard on the ground, because her sword didn't need to be unsheathed anymore.

Qin Zhongyang is the last person she wants to take revenge, Qin Zhongyang is dead, and this sword is useless.

The case that has not been solved for ten years has finally ended as an unsolved case.

Qin Zhongyang is the last victim in this case, which means that his body will never know where it will be.

Time flies, and another decade has passed in the blink of an eye.

At sunset on this day, a man dressed in a blue cloth shirt stood on the edge of the back lake, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, as if he was stunned.

Not far behind him sat two naughty boys, I don't know what they were playing, the two naughty boys seemed to find the man in Tsing Yi very interesting, so they talked about it word by word.

"You see, that man has a swordless scabbard behind him, it's strange......"

"What's so strange about that, maybe he just lost his sword."

"You see, that scabbard has such a large pearl on it, and it seems that there is a word engraved on it...... It's ......"

"Stupid, it's the willow character of the willow tree, so that you don't usually read well, and you don't recognize such a simple word."

"Okay, okay, it's annoying, I won't play with you anymore."

"Don't you go, okay, can't I stop talking?"

The man in Tsing Yi heard the voices of the two naughty boys drifting away, and suddenly smiled softly, looking at the lake's eyes, which seemed to be softer......