I wish you a good life, let go of all the darkness of the past, life should be bright, and you should no longer be bound.

Who is the eyes of the urgent affection transmitted, only between the eyes -

Understand all.

Really, can you be saved?

It seemed that in a daze, someone asked, and in a trance it sounded like his own voice, and with a dazed desire and expectation, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, let himself go, and fall in the dark, and didn't even dare-

Hungry for an answer.

She didn't want to touch it, but someone replied firmly, with a touch of perseverance, which could not be ignored-

Yes.

Who is it whose eyes are burning, and the strings under his palm are overflowing, wrapping her tightly, to pull her out of the bottom of this dark abyssal labyrinth, to bring her to the light, to be completely redeemed?

The string sound is getting higher and higher-pitched, whose eyes are urgent with anticipation and longing-

I hope you can stand with me in the sun, don't be closed alone, the world is good, I want to see it with you.

Can you? Can it really be...... Standing in the sun?

Inside-

It seems to be murmuring.

She is accustomed to the darkness and the bondage, and she is used to killing endlessly in the dark bondage, when did she realize that even the courage to step has been lost, and she would rather surrender to the endless abyss of the dark bottom and exile herself?

And who is it, having fun in the sun, smiling and reaching out to her? Hear her laugh –

Yan'er, you don't need to bear the bitterness and sorrow in the world alone, there is me. You have already set foot in the sea of swords and fires ahead, and now there is only ten thousand zhang of light left, how to retreat?

Her eyes flashed, and she seemed to have an epiphany.

Who is the tear-jerking voice knocking on the heart, listening to the song of Yu Shen? Full of eagerness -

You are deep in the quagmire for me, I know, but there is nothing I can do, I hope that I can walk with you at this moment to redeem you, you have paid enough for me, even if it is life, at this moment, can you let go? To find your freedom, your world, and no longer dwell on the past.

Now—

It's a fresh start.

Dongfang Yan raised her hand in a daze, it was just a subconscious move, but she seemed to be surprised?

I was about to fall into the abyss in a panic -

The light is so bright and scorching that it gives people the illusion that a brief touch will turn into ashes endlessly, like a moth to a fire, heroic and desolate.

She's really-

Can it be put down?

Killing blood, in order for the two of them to survive, who is stained with blood step by step?

Listen to her—

Yan'er, I don't blame you, I don't blame you, it's not you, it's someone else's, if you don't kill those people, they will be killed by others. We can't do anything about those people's lives, we can't even redeem ourselves, don't take the fault on yourself, don't ...... You've done your best, you're not a savior, enough is enough, enough is enough!

Is it enough?

Her eyes gradually regained their clarity, and there was a dim candlelight in front of her, as if the sky was chaotic and half-bright, who was standing on the other side, looking forward to it?

This scene seems familiar, maybe when did the demonic blood-red flowers bloom, that is not blood, not blood, it is a delicate flower, it is a flower on the other side of the Yellow Spring, it should not be stained red by blood, it is the beauty of God's gift? Don't—

Poisoned by blood.

Who is standing in the distance, looking eagerly, and praying feverishly in his heart—

Yan'er, come out, I'm standing by your side, why are you still afraid? It's really cowardly, but you're so cowardly, how can I let it go?

How can you put it down?

Her eyes suddenly flashed for a moment, and she saw the face of the person at the end of the demon red, was he also looking forward to it, was he also insisting on waiting, was he also stretching out his hands, and was he also lasting and eternal?

It's Sima Xuan——

Always, by her side.

And under her eyes, there was a sudden burst of brilliance-

At this time, he raised his hand, facing the moonlight, and the moonlight sprinkled from the gap between his fingers?

That Qingyue Guanghua cleansed away the killing blood and illuminated the square inch world, that is the gift of pure and pure, is it-

Not enough for salvation?

Salvation –

A heart that has been sealed in darkness for a long time?

Enough, enough, it's easy to get rid of the killing cage dark and dirty, why is she still obsessed and refuses to let go? Who said that she has a deep Buddha fate, if this is the case, why did she know what she should have realized at this time?

Maybe......

Buddha did not care for her, at this moment, it may be enlightenment and redemption.

Who is holding the volley tea and pondering the chaos and falling into the darkness, who is quietly whispering and muttering in the world-

What is letting go?

Who answered-

If you have a heart, you will put it. If you have no heart, you will be bound.

So is she intentional or unintentional? Maybe at this moment, I can see Qingming.

The sound of the piano was distant and soft, and the fog in front of him was heavy.

The eyes were firm and hot, dragging her into the sun-drenched, bright sky.

At this moment, that warm, that cool, so, clear.

It seems to have broken through the chaos that has never been explored for more than ten years, at this moment, the flowers have a fragrance, the snow has a coldness, the flying flowers and fallen leaves have their own colors, according to the established trajectory gracefully stretch as you like, where is the trance, there are colorful butterflies flying, bringing the breath of spring?

Raise your hand, that is the action you made, at this moment I just want to break free from this dark shackle with my heart, it seems that at this moment, I feel that my heart is beating and the wind is blowing.

Raise your sleeves –

The wide-sleeved silver veil hazy the moonlight of Qinghua, and at this moment, the light was soft and the light was redeeming, enough for her to struggle through the dark quagmire and rush to the other side of the light.

There—

Who is standing with her hands in her hands, waiting for her to stretch out her hand?

She stretched out her hand and looked in that direction, whose eyes burst into ecstasy!

For her to transform at this moment, the pearl at this moment is dusty, and the brilliance is fully revealed?

The eyes that had always been deep and dark seemed to be exposed in an instant, and the reflection of the light that the moonlight could not crush was enough to illuminate a world?

That kind of light will be contained in his possession from now on, enough to illuminate the not so long road ahead for the rest of his life-

Because of her existence, no matter how hard she is, it is not enough.

It seems that all the foreshadowing in the first half of his life is to wait-

Her arrival.

He also stretched out his hand and put the slender palm in his palm, and from now on he will join hands and think, are you also ready to be with him for a lifetime? Don't let go, I will accompany you, see the prosperity of the world three thousand red dust, the end of that road, is it you and I clinging to each other, watching the sunset envelop the earth until the end of life?

I think, I think, you, do you want to? Yan'er~

She thought, she also thought, she was willing to see his existence as soon as she opened her eyes to the light of the world, who supported and inspired her to step out of the darkness, who was struggling to lead, and who was firmly and resolutely supporting her, giving her the courage to step on the void?

It turns out that there has always been a force in my heart in the firm and lasting support, at this moment, I finally saw through the dust and saw the prosperity, the first thing that caught my eye was his shadow, she seemed to see that as long as she joined hands, she could go all the way to the end of the black-

Afraid?

Unafraid.

Because—

He's here.

She turned around, her arms raised high, at this time it seemed to support the dark and broken starlight in the sky, the moon happened to be above her head, at this time such a posture seemed to be in a trance is to hold up a bright moon in her arms, and inherit a vast world-

Where is the world open and everything is clear, where is there a slender figure standing proudly, not afraid of all the evils in the world?

The people who struggled out of the blood of the mire are dusty and prosperous, and at this moment it is the glory of the people who are flamboyant and stand in the wind, and the silver yarn is lifted high by the wind, and the trance is about to be on the clouds from now on, without restraint and restraint, spread their wings and fly!

She smiled with relief, with a melancholy charm, her eyes were empty and deep reflecting the starlight in the sky, and the lamp under her feet was warm yellow and weak, and she couldn't dye this beautiful and unruly person with a trace of red dust, she seemed to ......

It doesn't belong to the hustle and bustle of this red dust, but at this moment, the goddess Xiangshui fell, so shocking at a glance, suddenly like a dream, suddenly back to his senses.

She suddenly raised her head and threw her wide sleeves and waved it, and in a trance, the sky was brighter and the starlight was brighter, the orange and warm lamps were extinguished, and the smoke and dust were lost, leaving only the silk white net, and the moonlight leaked between her fingers, and it seemed that she also flew up to the nine clouds, only dyed the nine clouds, and the moonlight was as cool as silver and as bright as the glow?

The cold light is shining, like a fairy.

At this moment, the scene was not an illusion, the moonlight was really brighter, the starlight was really brighter, because the weakening of the light bloomed more scorching brilliance, and again, lost the soul.

For example-

The lamps were not extinguished together, but one by one, little by little, extending outward from under her feet, and beginning to change little by little as the sleeves of her coat swirled.

Warm yellow turned into cold silver, scorching heat turned into cold, as if who was in a high position, the high place was unbearable, dancing to figure out the shadow.

What is it, in the world?

At this time, this scene is too wonderful, probably someone ignores that the extinguished lamp suddenly burst out more brilliantly, the warm yellow fades a little bit, the shine rises a little bit, and at this moment it takes on the moonlight, just like a diamond inherits the brilliance, a little dim and a little bit rising?

The frost is condensed, reflecting the coldness of the moonlight and the brilliance of diamonds.

It wasn't for a moment—

It's also gentle, slowly, from the bottom up, little by little, upwards.

The tiny pieces of ice crystals spread and devoured as the man's wide sleeves fluttered, until the ice crystals climbed to the top—

Inheriting the moonlight that filled the room and courtyard, at this moment under the moonlight, like a cold Kong Ming lantern, emitting cold light surrounding the heavens, at this moment, trance is a dream.

But it made the people present feel that it was also an honor to be in a dream-

A kind of amazing that can be seen in a lifetime, and the rest of a hundred years is enough to recall.

The dance was not blazing and unassuming, but it seemed to be just a gentle flick and slow swaying between the spread of a beautiful long scroll of the sky, in the long scroll, there was a goddess dancing lightly accompanied by moonlight, there was starlight sprinkled on the skirt of her fingertips, and there was no attachment scattered without scruples, the distant and ethereal cold wind blowing, which made people perceive—

Cold.

It's cold, it's cold—

Not an illusion.

Someone keenly noticed that the scene sprinkled like stars in the sky was not a dream, and he could touch the small starlight when he stretched out his hand? In the palm of his fingers, it turned into a subtle drop of water, silently moisturized, and the mist continued into a piece, bringing mystery and fantasy to a dance that should not be left in the world at this moment, as if-

This is like a real crystal, falling and spilling on my heart.

How many people were stunned for a long time and couldn't come back to their senses, and then looked back, it was the silver yarn flying and the graceful posture, it seemed that the milk swallow rushed into whose arms? !

Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment, and subconsciously wanted to stretch out their arms to open their arms at this moment, in order to undertake the graceful posture of the amazing people at this moment, they thought in a trance, even if it is a moment, they want to keep the moment quietly and want to touch the arms, even if it is just a moment, it is enough to reminisce the rest of their lives?

And yet—

No.

Nothing...... No.

Only the shredded snowflakes flew and poured unhindered, and there were lamps with ice crystals that announced that the moment was not a dream, but the reality of a dream, and the veil that spread down from the roof gently flicked a trace of ripples, disrupting the moonlight, as if rippling in the air?

Who is slightly distracted and who has a keen gaze, gritting his teeth at this time, the roof of the high pavilion has lost its population, and only the Chinese people in the courtyard are intoxicated at this moment?

For a long time –

I can't get back to my senses.

In the courtyard, someone gritted her teeth, and the sound of 'gurgling' was subtle and weak, but she couldn't pull back the wandering thoughts of the crowd, but she only heard her secretly hate to speak-

"Manhua, you're back."

But they didn't pay attention to their side, and there were also people who looked obsessively at the top of the building where the figure disappeared and lost their minds?

At that moment, he also had a dream of taking her into his arms, but at this time, he wanted to hold this feeling in his hands, but it was just a glimpse, and he also wanted to stop it permanently, even if he broke the wings of the high flyer, he wanted to take her into his arms.

It was his wishful thinking, and yet—

Once human beings have desires, there is no madness that cannot be done.

Buddhism is boundless, purifying all sentient beings, seeing clearly this greed, hatred, and resentment, and cannot redeem the people of the world who are tossing and turning in the red dust and are controlled by the heart.

Who is wise and profound, and at this time stretched out his hand to catch a flying snowflake in the air.

The snowflakes fall in the palm of the hand and do not melt, who throws it, and the snowflakes come and go as they come?

As if he had never been in contact with the truth and wisdom of this world, according to the established trajectory—

Floating, scattered, scattered, falling.

Who is sitting in the Interpretation Pavilion looking at the moon, watching the mountains and snow fall all over the ground, and his eyes are clear? Listen to him sigh -

"Spring snow is rare, this is ...... The last snow......"