"I really shouldn't have saved you that year. I knew that you would interfere with my freedom in the future, and I wouldn't have provoked you by saying anything in the first place......"

"Do you regret it? It's late. ”

"I don't regret it, but I feel a little emotional, but I didn't expect that someone would be by my side in the end. Originally, I thought that I would end up in a miserable end without a burial body, but I didn't expect that my grave would be such a majestic snow-capped mountain. ”

"It's just an ice coffin, not that big." Gushui seriously corrected.

"Who knows if the legend is true or not? Maybe the Xuan Bing coffin or something, it's just a lie on a whim of a child, and I don't know. ”

Lian Song complained all the way, but became silent as he approached the top of the iceberg.

Is it ridiculous?

Since he was a child, he has always resented, hated his mother who abandoned him in this cold world, hated his father who gave him life but did not love him, and hated that God had arranged such a lonely and bumpy life for him, full of boredom and contempt of others.

As much hatred grows, he begins to become numb, and then turns this hatred into madness, and wants to destroy the world that has caused him pain at all costs.

However, in the end, he found that in fact, the kind of life he longed for had long been quietly held in the palm of his hand.

It's just that he has been ruthlessly crushed.

"I wasn't pitiful at that time, I just wanted someone to accompany me."

Speaking abruptly, Lian Song heard his hoarse voice, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was repenting.

Somewhat ridiculous.

He almost pushed Zhongzhou into the flames of war, causing wolf smoke and misery; Now, did he have a feeling called apology, hanging his head and confiding in a subordinate?

Is it because there is no one who can replace him as a person who has been silently watching him and guarding him all the way?

"Lonely water."

"Huh?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see if you're still there."

Gushui was silent for a moment, and his steps were faster again.

"I've always been there."

Yes, only Gushui has always been there, never leaving him, and not letting him sit alone in a cold room at a loss. What if Lone Water doesn't like to talk? He didn't want anyone to talk to him, just to stand there and let him know that there was someone loyal behind him.

Pressing his cheek against the warm back with peace of mind, Lian Song was more relaxed than ever, even though he knew very well that he was already a hopeless sinner.

Mountains and rivers are stained with blood, and crimes are monstrous.

"The Xuan Ice Coffin is just a legend, what if there is no one on the top of the mountain?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"If not, you can go when you get to the top of the mountain, I want to look at the scenery alone, and see what the white looks like."

With a low snort of dissatisfaction, Gu Shui deliberately paused and carried Lian Song up.

"If you want to see the snow, I'll accompany you."

It's not that I want him to be by my side, at this time, Lian Song hopes to hear a more heartless reply from Gushui's mouth - this huge glacier coffin belongs to him alone, Gushui, he should continue to live.

But for some reason, Lian Song couldn't say it directly.

How many years has Lonely Water been around? If it is counted from that day to the selection of him in the martial arts hall, it will be about six years; If you want to count from the time the two met on the banks of the Lemon River, it will be a long fourteen years.

Of course, they didn't see each other for eight years, but during those eight years, he didn't forget the silent boy who was bullied.

Even though he was poor and miserable, Lonely Water still kept what he longed for.

Freely.

"If I hadn't saved you by the Lemon River that year, this would not be the case now."

"I'm still a beggar on the streets, and you continue to be your little son, right? Or maybe I was beaten to death and starved to death many years ago. ”

Lian Song chuckled, especially lazy.

"I'm no better. In fact, I was going to jump into the Lemon River and drown myself, but when I saw you being kicked and beaten, I found that there were people in the world who were more pitiful than me, so I cut off my desire to die...... Speaking of which, I've been using you ever since! If you have followed me until now to repay your kindness, you have really been deceived by me. ”

"A meal is not enough to repay with life."

Gushui stopped, looked up at the top of the mountain that was already nearby, and inexplicably raised the corners of his lips that never smiled.

"If I want to give a reason, I don't know why, I just don't want to see you alone. It's good when I'm nosy. ”

The mountain wind was cold, and all the hard ice and snow were blowing, leaving red marks on the face.

Lian Song buried his face in the crook of his arm without wind and snow, and suddenly felt that this was actually not bad.

Why bother asking why? There are too many chaotic things in this world, as long as you live comfortably, it is like the family love that ordinary people are willing to pay for, he will never be able to understand. For example, Lan Zhirong's resentment across two lifetimes is clearly a ridiculous move in his eyes.

Whether it is love or hate, those normal feelings are too far away and unattainable for him.

"Here we are."

As soon as his body was light, Lian Song was slowly put down, and slowly straightened up with the support of Lone Water.

"This is the top of the snowy mountain?" Looking around at the empty huge ice cave, Lian Song smiled dumbly, wantonly and slightly joking, "I said earlier, what Xuan Ice Coffin, what miracles, it's just a deceptive lie!" Even if there really are those things in the world, how can I be a wicked person with such a serious sin? Lonely water, lonely water, how stupid are you to come here for the sake of ethereal rumors...... It's better to ...... Let me die ......"

Speaking of the back, I couldn't help but start coughing violently.

Lian Song was already skeptical about the legend that there was a Xuan Ice Coffin on the top of the Snow Mountain, and it stands to reason that even if he didn't, he wouldn't be too excited, but for some reason, when he saw that the ice cave was empty, and there was no hope of saving his life, he suddenly gushed out a wave of annoyance.

It seems that there is still a bit of sourness.

Even though he had never mentioned it along the way, he knew that the extremely frozen North Sea and the towering glaciers and snow-capped mountains were extremely unfavorable places for Gushui.

Gushui's wound has not yet healed, and he risked his life to carry him to this place, is it a lie that does not exist?!

The laughter grew hoarse, hysterical, and reverberated in the empty ice cavern.

"In this world...... No one is more stupid than you......"

At the end of the laugh, between the fingers of the eyebrows and eyes, the dripping water quickly turned into ice.

Lone Shui didn't speak for a long time, looking at the ice cave that had shattered his hopes a little sluggishly, and sighed at the end, laughing at himself in the corners of his eyes.

"Then it's better to die here, such a big mountain for you to bury, it always matches your ambition, right?"

Even if you can't be buried in the world, you can rest in the purest and secluded place in the world, which is better than the chaos of red dust and non-stop fighting, and it is far better than the endless ups and downs of grievances, love and hate.

What's more, there will be no one else to interfere here, and if you want, you can use it as a coffin of heaven and earth for eternal sleep.

When he turned around, Gu Shui happened to see the ice beads falling on the ground, and he was stunned again.

He also cries?

For whom?

The feeling that had been sleeping in my heart for a long time struck again, and I was in a trance back to the banks of the Lemon River that year, back to the starry night.

At that time, he was also the same expression, obviously smiling, but he could see the silent expression in his eyes.

Gu Shui let out a long sigh and smiled faintly: "That's it, if you don't, you won't have it, it's just a death left and right, I'll accompany you." ”

"Are you going to die with me?" Coughing twice, Lian Song raised his head, lowered his eyes and sneered, "Since you are not a loyal dog, there is no need to be coy, no one will sing the praises of virtue if you die here." , your mission is over, I don't want to see you again. ”

Lonely Water has heard such vicious and ruthless words more than once or twice, and each time is more ruthless than this time, but it is all said to others.

For him, Lian Song is always unexpectedly patient and has no temper.

So Gu Shui easily heard the words that Lian Song couldn't say after his vicious words.

"It's all said, this time it's my turn to be willful, happy or unhappy, you can only obey - if you're not satisfied, then kill me."

Calmly walked into the ice cave, Gushui spread the cloak on the ground, got up and pointed, and his tone was unusually tough: "Sit honestly, I'll look around." ”

Lian Song moved his lips, hung his head and walked to the corner and sat down.

When you bow your head, a slight clean smile flashes by, and no one else should notice it.

The night is approaching, the mountain wind is howling, and no outsider can know how many stories will happen on the top of the iceberg in the North Sea.

※※※

In a small hut in a remote corner of Qingyue Country, a middle-aged man looking up at the north closed the book in his hand, sighed silently and shook his head, and returned his gaze to the empty room.

"I didn't tell Lone Water that the Ice Coffin was actually hidden under the ice in the ice cave at the top of the mountain, and I don't know if they were lucky enough to find it. The divine doctor is a strange person from the Yetan boy to the doctor Xianzhou Budu, and these inexplicable pattern conditions are all intended in it, and I don't want to ruin the hard work of my predecessors. In addition......"

Scratching his head, the middle-aged man who had been called the master by Gushui sighed again and smiled bitterly at the spiritual position on the case.

"What Song'er has done is too much to write, and I have always been very conflicted about whether to save him, after all, he is the most respected and important person in Gushui. In doing so, it can be regarded as a way out for myself - I can't bear to see those two children alone, and they have no friends until they die. They are all people who have been given an unfortunate fate by God, and their ending is up to God to decide. ”

Brushing away a little dust from the spiritual seat, the middle-aged man bowed silently, and there was a hint of amazement and apology on his face.

"Mrs. entrusted Song'er to Zaixia back then, but unfortunately Zaixia failed to lead him on the right path, so that he had a demon obstacle in his heart, and set off this war and catastrophe that affected the entire Zhongzhou, but fortunately someone stopped him and did not make his sins worse. In the future, if Mrs. reunites with Song'er's mother and son under Jiuquan, I hope Mrs. will not blame him, the child is just too lonely, and after Mrs. passes, he can't face so much cruelty at all. But Song'er shouldn't be in pain anymore, right? There is lonely water, as long as they support each other, they can finally find a point or two of meaning to live. ”

There must be an end to talking to oneself.

After standing in the room for a long time, the middle-aged man finally got up and left, and before leaving, he still did not forget to put a box of carefully packed gravel next to the spiritual seat, and casually closed the door of the house where Lian Song once lived.

Lian Mansion has been deserted, and now only this man who taught people martial arts will come here to keep two important things for Lian Song - his mother's spiritual seat, and the stone chips left after the jade rough stone was broken.

And the turquoise jadeite in the rough stone was polished into a gorgeous jade wrench many years ago, eternally bound to the man's slender fingers.

That was the only and most precious gift Lian Song had ever received in his life.