Xianyin was inside, and the two sat facing each other, looking at each other in pairs.

Ziyin picked up the teacup and blew softly. He said leisurely, "There are seven days left until the fourth day of the fourth month of April. I have to give Xi and a big gift. ”

Hou Qing asked meaningfully, "Oh, I don't know what kind of gift the real person has prepared?"

Ziyin glanced lightly, and then walked in with a waiter. Both of her eyes were blind, and to Houqing's surprise, this maid boy looked exactly like the dead Xia Yunqiang.

I saw that she was holding a plate in her hand, and there were two heads in it. A man and a woman, the blood on the plate had not yet coagulated. If you look closely, it is actually the two of you in the Xuandu.

Hou Qing's face did not change, the hand holding the teacup gradually tightened, and the knuckles turned white. He said lightly, "This big gift, I think Xihe will be very surprised." But," he paused, he added, "but it wasn't the two heads that were surprised. For Xihe, all life in the world is as small as dust, and life and death are just fixed situations. It doesn't hurt to have one or two useless people. It's just that the appearance of this waiter ......"

Ziyin glanced at Hou Qing, "This is the puppet I made." How, like?"

Hou Qing took a sip of tea, "I have to say, it's very like." ”

Ziyin smiled and said, "This seat is about to get the world." Whoever says to climb to the top will have no one to accompany him. I want the world to see who I want to be with Ziyin. I want the world to be in my hands. I want this to be reversed!"

Ziyin raised his head and smiled, waved his hand at the waiter, and then the man sent this generous gift to Xuandu.

But all living beings in the world will feel endless loneliness and loneliness, especially after reaching the pursuit of desire and the peak of power.

Ziyin is no exception.

Success is within reach. Ziyin is afraid of the endless emptiness and loneliness that exists in the script. Now, he began to miss the daughter he once regarded as a pawn, the daughter who died because of himself.

Most people are like this, sometimes they don't cherish it, and sometimes they miss it deeply.

"What is this?" asked Xihe, sitting lazily in his chair.

Ran Ji lowered her head and said in a deep voice, "The Divine Lord will open it and take a look for himself, and he will know." ”

Xi He glanced at Ran Ji suspiciously, and reached out to open the wooden box. She was stunned for a moment, then relieved. said, "It's just a dead ghost." Ziyin's move is redundant. ”

"Lord, come and speak. Ziyin invites you to talk about the fourth day of April. Ran Ji buried her head and didn't dare to say more.

Xihe's eyes sank, and she casually closed the wooden box. She frowned slightly, and then gradually raised her brows for a moment, as if a boulder in her heart had finally fallen. She said to herself, "This day is going to come after all." Xi He waved his hand weakly and said to Ran Ji, "You stand down." ”

Ran Ji glanced up at Xihe, didn't make a sound, and retreated silently.

Xihe's body leaned back slightly, and her heart was in turmoil at the moment. The events of these years flashed through her mind one by one. From Ji Ziyu to Xihe, how many hardships and hardships have been experienced.

Every step she took, it was soaked in blood and tears.

At that time, she was just a girl who didn't know anything about the world. Growing up under the protection of Ji Ziyang, she longed for love and tried hard to catch it. But love is like quicksand, no matter what, it will be lost between your fingers and stored in your heart. Forget, and can't forget, can't forget.

She also wanted to live an ordinary life, to be a competent wife, a competent mother. But the heavens took away her daughter's right to survive from the beginning. She felt guilty, blamed herself, but couldn't do anything about it.

She closed her eyes in tears, her thin body curled up together. In a trance, she seemed to smell the faint fragrance of pear blossoms. She opened her eyes, and there was a white figure standing in front of her. His body emitted a faint golden glow, taking on a translucent state. Xihe looked at him stupidly, just like Ji Ziyu did back then.

Ji Ziyang slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently put his fingertips on Xihe's cheek. His eyes were full of complexity, and after so many years, many things had long since changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is that there is always a softness in his eyes that belongs to her, no matter what she becomes, what her identity is, or what her personality is. After all, he loved her and loved her in his bones.

He asked softly, "Do you hate me?"

Hate?

Xihe looked at him, no matter how much pain Rao felt in her heart, how much she loved him more than she hated him. People who are in love hurt the most. Xihe sighed, "There may have been a moment when I hated you." But Ji Ziyang, I don't regret having this evil entanglement with you. I'm still the same sentence, I like you. Always, always, always. ”

The corners of Ji Ziyang's mouth curled into a shallow smile.

"Me too. ”

Xihe and Ji Ziyang looked at each other and smiled, although there was bitterness at the corners of their mouths that could not be erased, but at this moment they were both moved.

A sentence of no regrets should contain how many unspeakable words it contains.

Ji Ziyang leaned over slightly, leaving a gentle kiss on Xihe's forehead.

Xihe closed his eyes and felt that the fragrance of pear blossoms was gradually distant, getting lighter and fainter, fainter and lighter, until it was no longer available. She opened her eyes suddenly, and all that was left in front of her was the empty hall. Where is the soft language and warmth, where is the fragrance of pear flowers.

She touched the ground barefoot, her long white dress swaying to the ground. As she walked, her white calves were exposed. She was dazed and aimless. A silver-white circle of light appeared in front of him, and Xi He stretched out his foot and stepped into it without thinking.

She didn't know that this was the Taiji Diagram Enchantment that she had unconsciously conjured.

I kept walking, I don't know how long, and finally a white back appeared in the distance.

As if she had discovered something, she reached out and pulled up the hem of her skirt and ran wildly towards the white back. Xihe rushed forward and hugged Ji Ziyang from behind, without speaking, just hugged tightly and refused to let go.

Until a pair of soft wattles were wrapped in his big hands. Ji Ziyang turned around and looked at her carefully from top to bottom. Xihe tiptoed slightly, put his arms around his neck, and covered his thin lips.

Ji Ziyang was caught off guard, and when he reacted, he vigorously hugged her waist. All the obsession, grievances and grievances are in this kiss.

The wheezing sound gradually became heavier, and Xi He stepped forward step by step, pushing him to a corner. Xihe stopped his movements and clasped Ji Ziyang's wrists with both hands. She looked at Ji Ziyang and looked at him deeply, as if there was unbearability in her eyes.

"Xihe. ”

Ji Ziyang called her softly.

Xihe suddenly said, "Ji Ziyang, you remember." I love you and always have loved you. You still owe me an acknowledgement, a real wedding. ”

Before the words fell, Xi He exerted force in his hand, and vines suddenly grew around him and trapped Ji Ziyang firmly.

Ji Ziyang didn't know why, and tried to struggle. When the vine was about to break, Xihe suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. Ji Ziyang was startled and immediately gave up struggling.

"Why are you trying to trap me with your life?"

"Ji Ziyang, you have to believe me. ”

Xi He stepped back step by step, "I know that you can easily break through this enchantment. If you still want to avenge the heavenly machine, if you want to kill me, then, break free. ”

Xihe resolutely turned around.

Ji Ziyang, I know you won't break away, because I know you love me.

Therefore, you have to live well and protect the peaceful and prosperous world you want.

I'll take care of everything.