"I don't have a fight, please don't hate me."

As a son of man, not being able to pass on the family line is already the greatest unfilial piety.

I can't watch my mother being humiliated by Lord Jing's men.

They're going to turn n her!

I don't know how long I sat on the ground, and the boy who finally recovered his strength was weak.

"This wine"

The scene he played just now almost exhausted Su Li's experience and mental strength in this life.

Even if he is a celebrity and shuttles under countless roles, if he wants to deceive a prince who is obsessed with power and a lover who knows his temperament well, he must plan and rehearse countless times.

God knows how long the boy washed his face with tears, and how much painful torture he went through, in exchange for the ending that is not the best of both worlds.

"How could I be willing to poison wine."

Su Li gently used his fingertips to draw Yuan Wuzheng's eyebrows and eyes.

His sweetheart is a handsome and powerful man, even if Xiang Yu, who is strong enough to pull out the world, stands in front of him, his momentum is probably a little weaker.

"The country is beautiful and fragrant, it is the first time you saw my evaluation when I sang the Peony Pavilion."

I still remember that day, the moon rose, the servants put on makeup, the beauties drew their eyebrows, the phoenix crown danced lightly with the water sleeves of the neon dress, the long song was like the fragrance of wine, the Luo skirt turned over the wine, and the smiling foreigners all said, saying that the end of the curtain is the end, only you, when my country is fragrant

How can something full of monumental significance be tarnished by trading?

Kissing the corners of her sweetheart's lips with affection, Su Li's movements were cautious, as if Yuan Wuzheng, who had a perfect and healthy body, was just a fragile porcelain doll to her.

"I'm sorry, I really like you, I really love you, and I really want to be a couple with you for the rest of my life, from the blue hair to the white hair frost and snow. It's a pity that the time it doesn't will. Maybe, I won't even be able to make it to you wake up. But what can be done? I don't want you to be angry, even though I know you will. ”

Su Li picked up his orchid fingers, hung his throat a few times, and continued:

"Forget it, be angry, it's too cruel to leave you alone in this world. But I really don't want you to die. There are so many ghosts and ghosts in hell, and countless unjust souls on the battlefield want to ask you for your life Don't go there, be obedient, after reading this letter, you must live well. ”

Precious and precious, the plain paper was stuffed into the neckline of the original indisputable clothes, and the young man seemed to be back to that night in a trance.

The first time he sang to him was the Peony Pavilion.

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they seem to be paid to the broken wells and decay. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, the joy of the courtyard is flying in the twilight, the clouds and the clouds are cuixuan, the rain is windy, and the smoke waves paint the boat. Jinping people can see this Shaoguang cheap"

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

The dancing steps are gradually messy, and the breath of the youth is in mournful and beautiful.

Finally.

Fall into nothingness.

The Peony Pavilion opera sings:

"The living can die, and the dead can live. Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely. ”

Pity.

Reality is not like fantasy.

The dead can live, but they borrow the life of the living.

"Ahem!"

When Su Li woke up, his mind was still groggy.

The great sorrow filled the heart, and the indescribable sadness made the chic and profligate that the immortal had cultivated for many years of cultivation disappear

"Hey, wake up!"

Pushing the man on his body, Su Li found that the other party was still immersed in the world built by a dream, and he never left.