"So fast?" Ai Yueman was a little surprised, and then remembered that 'Ma Wencai' seemed to be because Zhu Yingtai's elder brother Zhu Wei said that his sister was outstanding in appearance and read poetry and books, so he came to Nishan Academy to see the future 'lady'.

"So what's next?" He asked.

The little butterfly was also lying on her fingers, although the two of them analyzed her wish to let Liang Zhuhuadie's tragedy not be repeated, but she always felt that she had no enthusiasm. Is it hopeless? After all, this is not the first time in a century that such an attempt has been made.

She listened quietly to the conversation between the two men.

"Next, Zhu Yingtai, who knows about this matter, will confront me, and when you appear, let's suppress this matter first."

"Okay." It's about to be the main event, Ai Yueman was a little nervous, Bai Zhao chuckled at his waiting, reached out and knocked on his head:

"Don't be nervous, things aren't as ...... as you think," he paused.

In ancient times, communication was inconvenient, and letters had to be conveyed through several post stations, and it was more than ten days later when Zhu Yingtai learned about it. The letter from the family made it very clear that this family affair was their wish for a high family, and it could bring a turnaround to his father's brother's career, so she had to be this sacrifice. Zhu Yingtai gritted his silver teeth, especially when he saw that Marven was angry and pushed open the door when he knew about it.

Bai Zhao was sitting at the table drinking tea, he didn't look up when he heard the sound, and there was a shadow in front of him.

"Ma Wencai, did you do it on purpose?!"

Bai Zhaomo rubbed the edge of the teacup: "What did you do on purpose?" ”

"Deliberately came to the academy!"

"Master Jinglun is full of respect from scholars all over the world, how can he not want to come to Nishan Academy?"

"Villain," Zhu Yingtai was angry with him about his appearance, she herself was a temper that would not go around in circles, and poked at him, "You know that I am a woman." ”

"Yes, so what?"

"You ......" Zhu Yingtai was dumbfounded, and reasoned down his anger and said in a low voice: "I am not familiar with you, and Yingtai is not a good match for Gongzi, Ma Gongzi might as well think twice." ”

Bai Zhao just wanted to speak, but stopped.

Ai Yueman, who was hiding at the door, just waited for Bai Zhao to say, 'I won't let go', and rushed in to make a fuss, but heard the strange silence in the house, what happened to Bai Zhao? He was anxious in his heart and used the system to call Bai Zhao. There was still no movement on the other end, and when he was anxious, a dialog box popped up in front of him, from 'Task Sharing'

[Main Quest: Refuse to marry Zhu Yingtai]

Ai Yueman's eyes widened, why?

There was finally movement in the house, and after the sound of the fabric of Sisuo's clothes, Bai Zhao's low voice with a slight upward voice said with a smile:

"I want to break off the marriage contract with you, because I like Brother Liang."

Suddenly, the earth turned the sky, the pond water rose to the sky, the green mountains and boulders rolled down, the earth and the sky seemed to be fused and squeezed into a piece by a pair of giant palms, in the landslide and the sea cracked, Ai Yueman heard a girl screaming, her voice was thin, mixed with the biting cold, read over and over again:

"Why...... Why is this still the case in the end! ”

In the collapse of heaven and earth, his whole body swayed with the hurricane, and just before he was about to fall towards the dark abyss, a hand took hold of him and pulled him into the light.

When she opened her eyes, Ai Yueman found herself back in the sea of flowers at the beginning, there was no wind or rain, and large colored paper flowers were blooming under the two of them.

Bai Zhao's clothes also changed back to the original modern clothes, and before he had time to let go of his hand, a hurricane came in front of him, and the sea of flowers was instantly rolled up and flown up, and the rotating petals turned into a sharp knife directly in front of his eyes because the speed was too fast, and the air flow blew away Ai Yueman's forehead, Bai Zhao pushed him back, and while retreating quickly, Ai Yueman heard the girl's scream, and the turmoil of the whole sea of flowers stopped.

In the middle of the sea of flowers, a girl with tears on her face appeared, dressed in pink clothes and wearing a pearl and emerald hairpin, which was the dress of a rich and noble family. She fell to the ground, tears splashing her makeup, and dripping on the paper flowers made the flowers fall.

"Why...... Why ......?" she muttered. There was another turmoil in the sea of flowers around him, and Ai Yueman raised his hand vigilantly, but he saw the wind shaking the flowers, and nothing else appeared.

Bai Zhao stretched out his hand in front of him—grabbing a small arm.

"Do you remember?"

'Zhu Yingtai' raised his head in a daze and looked at Bai Zhao above. It's this face...... She recognized the face at first, exactly the same face she remembered that should have been drunk with her arms down...... Why is it that even if everything is done all over again, and the two of them are never in contact again, the result still does not change?

'Zhu Yingtai' giggled a few times from his throat and buried his face in the crook of his arm. The petals of the flowers in the sky fluttered everywhere, revealing one painting after another.

Ai Yueman looked at it intently, and surprise appeared on his face.

The academies meet, live and go out together, and share weal and ...... It is all about the memories of Ma Wencai, Liang Shanbo, and Zhu Yingtai.

The spring rain is steep, the drizzle is like a long needle obliquely piercing into the ground, surrounded by vast green hills, and under the feet is a narrow path stepped out by many people.

A man in white walked on the road, holding an oil-paper umbrella, carrying a scholar's bag, walking slowly, picking up the steps from the mountains, looking up The words "Nishan Academy" were almost invisible in the drizzle, and only the corners of the blue brick walls could be seen.

As soon as the picture turned again, the surrounding figures gathered, the people wearing blue and red cloth strips were inseparable, and a rattan ball was passing quickly under everyone's feet, only to hear one voice:

"Sambo, catch the ball!"

Ai Yueman only felt that something was coming towards him quickly, his eyes saw it clearly, and his hand subconsciously went to pick it up, and suddenly a person next to him was bumped by the person behind him and pounced on him!

The feeling of his head hitting the ground was really uncomfortable, Liang Shanbo opened his eyes and looked at the person on his body.

The person in front of him looked cold, his eyebrows were like distant mountains and ink daisies, his eyes were like cold ice sinking into the abyss, and the curvature of the tail was not amorous, but the heat of the sword into the heart. Watching with such blade-like eyes, his heart couldn't help but shake.

Again, and again.

The thump of the chest can break open the chest and pop out, and the blood flow to the fingertips also causes the fingertips to beat slightly, and the blood is hot, and even the ears are red.

There are no flowers, no grass and no springs in the world, only the two of them.

Suddenly, he remembered that day in the deep mountains and drizzle, under the wall of the academy building, he looked up and saw a person, the blue robe was extravagant, and the eyes that came over were cold and arrogant, obviously it was just a glance, but he remembered it for a long time.

Marven pressed on him, his face was cold, and he asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

His lips trembled slightly, and the words in his throat seemed to be about to drift away like a puff of smoke.

"Shanbo, Wencai, are you all right?" The people next to him surrounded him, and the noisy voices pulled him back to reality, Liang Shanbo hurriedly got up from the ground, slapped the ashes on his body in disguise, and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, just a little fall."

Zhu Yingtai was obviously not at ease, and turned around and greeted: "Brother Liang has fallen, so now change people to enter the field." ”

The enthusiasm on the field was restored, and no one found that there was a feeling born from a pair of eyes, but someone remembered this scene in their eyes and never forgot it.

Scene by scene, day by day.

Love is relative day and night, making people sleepless day and night.

The heart is pounding non-stop, showing the vigorous vitality of the owner of the body, but the heart quickly cools down with the enthusiastic and unrestrained beating, and the more the heart beats, the more chilling it is.

The more I indulge in it, the more I know that the world is difficult.

It's like crossing a river with two bottomless boats, no matter which one leads to a deep bottom, and at this moment you find that the road has taken a turn, so you don't care about anything and kick the other out of the choice.

The picture is another one, in the rich hall, the man on the chaise longue is lying with his head up, silent, and the fiery red robe hangs on the ground as if it is burning. The drizzle fell from the corridor to the ground, and the question seemed to be an illusion of Liang Shanbo, he stayed for a while, his heart seemed to be stirred tighter, his body was tightly bound by the hemp rope, and the wounds all over his body ached when he moved slightly.

"Liang Shanbo, you ran to Zhujiazhuang to try to abduct the young daughter of the Zhu family, and it was I who saved you from death." Ma Wencai's tilted head slowly raised, he was half-lying on the recliner playing with his hair, lazy and leisurely, which was a luxury that he could hardly reach in his life.

"Now you have one last chance to answer me," the man in a fancy costume stretched out his hand to him, and said gracefully and magnificently, "You like Zhu Yingtai, do you really like her as a woman?" ”

A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the drowsy room, and in the white light he saw Ma Wencai's face, handsome and pale.

His hands had already slimmed out of his bones, and he struggled to turn his neck, and he could hear the bones grinding against each other. Turning his head to the wall, the red silk on the wall was like paper, and the indescribable thoughts were densely written on it.

"Nature."

In that era when it was very cautious to declare love, there was an unwilling one, like a fire that ignited the relationship between the three of them, and it was irreparable in the end.

Is the original intention of the illusion to stop Liang Zhu from turning into a butterfly?

Naturally not, Ai Yueman thought, if it was a memory, it would be impossible for the system to refuse the option of courting.

To put it bluntly, the existence of each world must have a certain reason, and it cannot be changed at will, which is why you need to find someone to maintain the operation of the world.

"Now, do you still want to say that you are Zhu Yingtai?"

The little girl lowered her head, and a thin laugh came from between her fingers, then slowly increased, and finally burst into laughter.

She burst into tears of laughter, and her young face was full of resentment.

"Zhu Yingtai has turned into a butterfly with Liang Shanbo, and I don't know how many lives I have been reincarnated at this time, me? Where am I? ”

"I was involved by the three of them, because of Zhu Yingtai's resentment against the entanglement of the three of them. I watched everything about them, and after reading Liang Shanbo, because he liked men's entanglements but couldn't refuse Ma Wencai's closeness, and in the end, Zhu Yingtai was a woman, so he chose her...... What is difficult to peace, this is difficult to peace! ”

"It's not that I didn't get likes, it's not that I lost likes, it's still myself who chooses in the end."

"But it doesn't seem like you're getting it."

The small world is changing, and Bai Zhao lowered his eyes in the petals in the sky, and said lightly:

"They're gone."

"A hundred years of grievances is not your fault in the first place."

Reaching out and patting the little butterfly on the head, the little girl who was haunted by the nightmare of a hundred years ago closed her eyes, her body softened, and she fell into the flower field, and was taken into her arms by Ai Yueman.

"Bai Zhao......" Ai Yueman called out loud, he realized that Bai Zhao should have discovered the strangeness of the illusion a long time ago, so he would say the words 'Brother Liang' and shatter the illusion, but he didn't expect him to be so resolute.

Ai Yueman endured it, but she couldn't hold back:

"Brother Bai, you loser!"

It's easy to get a small world, even if the fantasy world is not as valuable as the memory world, but it's too much of a loser to say that destruction is destruction!