Chapter 872: Zixuan's Death
Knowing that her life span is short, Zixuan originally wanted to find a place away from the world and leave quietly in the last period of her life.
She did the same, and the overall execution was really good, and the loneliness of being alone tasted alone for a while.
But this state of affairs was soon broken, and a shameless man came to this out-of-this-world land, and he took up residence with her.
"Are you really going to stay here?"
Zi Xuan looked at the house that had just been built next to her small bamboo house, her mood fluctuated, and her face was uncertain.
"It's rare to come across this beautiful and strange place, so let's live for a while."
Xu Yi clapped his palms, dusted off the dust on his body up and down, and with a wave of his arm, a few shaved bamboo pieces beside him were placed on top of the wooden trunk, adding bricks and tiles to his exquisite hut.
"Don't disturb my peace!"
Leaving a cold sentence, Zixuan turned around and left, feeling a little indescribable, unclear, very strange.
Since then, Xu Yi has stayed, and he really didn't bother Zixuan to taste loneliness alone.
It's just that every time Zixuan stands on the bridge, she looks far away and thinks deeply.
Xu Yi always holds a fishing hook and fishes by the lake not far away, comfortable and leisurely.
From time to time, a large crucian carp was caught, and the lake splashed and splashed, and it took a long time to calm down.
Even sometimes, there was a splash of water on the bridge where Zixuan was standing.
Zi Xuan glared angrily, wanting to vent her anger, but she was not calm at all.
Can't this guy go fishing a little farther away? Drifting so close to her is deliberate.
But every time Xu Yi has a good attitude, he explains with a gentle smile on his face that there will be no next time.
Zixuan was kind-hearted, but in the end, she didn't have a seizure, but she just felt depressed.
It's just that this kind of accident has lasted for a month, and what is even more infuriating is that Xu Yi fished for a day every time, and then put all of them back into the river at night, which is called sustainable development.
Finally, one day in a month. When history repeats itself, Zixuan can't turn a blind eye, and says angrily:
"Xu, can't you stay farther away?"
Although he has white hair and a thousand knots of silver. But the red face is still the same, delicate and lovely.
Like an angry little girl, her eyes are full of anger.
"Change it next time, change it next time." Xu Yi humbly accepted the teaching, as if he had admitted his mistake.
But only Zixuan is perfunctory, as long as this is perfunctory, extremely perfunctory. This guy's skin is too thick to match.
She even suspected that all this was premeditated by the man in front of her.
Or maybe it was sent by God to punish her, so that her last time could not be peaceful.
Zixuan is full of resentment, but who knows what she really thinks?
Who really likes to be lonely, and go to this wilderness, uninhabited place to taste and understand life?
Knowing that he might not be able to persuade Xu Yi, in the end Zixuan stopped talking about Xu Yi anymore.
Instead, she looked at it all in a different way, and at first she was looking at the calm and waveless lake.
But then she set her sights on Xu Yi's fishing, and she discovered something amazing.
Dressed in a lily coat and facing the goose feathers and heavy snow, Xu Yi, who was sitting by the lake, looked very good at fishing, attracting people's attention.
And in harmony with all things in this world, there is a kind of freedom accompanied by red dust.
The world is so miraculous man?
"Am I handsome?"
Xu Yi's inspiration was amazing, of course he knew that Zixuan was secretly looking at him, and he couldn't help but smile proudly.
Sure enough, his damn handsomeness can't be concealed no matter what, it's really troublesome!
Zixuan was silent, she didn't want to speak, more precisely, she didn't want to say superfluous words.
The next few days were calm, Xu Yi fished, Zixuan watched the fish, and her eyes were distracted.
On the tranquil surface of the lake, a gentle breeze blows, white smoke rises, and large snowflakes fall from the high sky.
The man who entered the WTO, with stunning white hair and red face, stood slender, forming a beautiful picture.
……
Three months later, Zixuan took the initiative to speak again, but this time it was not because of the fish.
"Let's go for a walk!"
Zixuan looked up at the blue sky, and her beautiful face showed a light smile.
To this day, there is no longer loneliness in her eyes, and she wants to prove something.
"Together?"
Xu Yi put down the fishing rod and has been fishing for his natal mascot for several months, his heart is a little tired, and this group of fish is getting better and better.
"You can come when you want."
Zixuan didn't explain directly, and turned around to leave the small wooden bridge that had been standing for a few months.
After getting along with each other for a while, she knows that someone Xu has a thick skin, which is rare in the world.
So, Zixuan and Xu Yi embarked on a new journey, traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, experienced countless customs and customs, and left footprints in this vast land.
Yuzhou City, the old place revisited. Zixuan just glanced at it from a distance, didn't go in, and then left.
She has traveled a lot, many places, and always feels that the last period of time is the happiest time in her three lives.
This is the real life for yourself, without a trace of constraints, worries, and wandering the world.
The relationship between Xu Yi and Zixuan is very delicate? Subtle to the peculiar, peculiar to the outrageous!
But neither of them crossed the line, and it would be good to maintain such a relationship, like a confidant, or something else.
The world passed in a hurry, and two years passed in a blink of an eye. Time always likes to leave its mark on sentient beings, and even immortality can't stop it from happening.
Since half a year ago, Zixuan's body has been getting worse and worse, she is easy to live, and even the luster on her face has dimmed, her aging has accelerated, and she finally collapsed.
Today, perhaps, is the last day. Xu Yi looked at Zixuan on the sickbed, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were dull, and she coughed from time to time, and even coughed up blood in her heart.
But even so, Zi Xuan didn't let him use mana to save her!
She just said that there is a beginning and an end, and it is what she should do to quietly taste the suffering of the world.
Xu Yi felt the person in front of her, her life was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time and she would die.
"Why are you doing this? Is it bad to be alive? Xu Yi sighed lightly.
"It's good to be alive, but I'm tired and want to sleep well."
Zixuan's tone was weak, her qi was weak, and even her breathing became difficult.
"Boom!"
It was thundering outside, and the sky was getting dark. It seems that even the merciless sky was moved and saddened.
But since it is sad, why abuse this infatuated woman for three lives!
"Xu..., my life is full of misfortune and sorrow. Only at the end of this life is different, she is deeper than my three lives.
We are all miserable people, and we want to have mercy on the same sickness, thank you for your mercy. ”
Zixuan said intermittently, she still had a lot to say.
But she knew she didn't have much time, so she couldn't tell.
It was only with the last strength that he raised his withered and thin arm, pointed to a wooden box on the cabinet, and said:
"There's something I left you there, and it's a reward for your kindness."
"Hey, you... For... What the... Don't look for... Appear..."
A sigh, a vague whisper.
"Boom!"
Dark clouds rolling, thunder and thunder! Heavy rain was pouring down.
How familiar is this situation? This woman gradually overlapped with another woman in the depths of her memory.
Ruhai's memories surged out, and Xu Yi was stunned, full of disbelief.
It's just that at this time, Zixuan's eyes closed, she was silent, and she slept peacefully.
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