When she finally calmed down, it was dawn again, and the long, sorrow, longing, anxiety, and hatred of the night made her full of long black hair, and turned into a head full of silver and white hair, which poured down on her face, and at a glance, she looked like a white-haired witch, and her eyes did not appear gentle, but only a fierce light.

He took her son and killed her husband, this hatred is bigger than the world, longer than the years, if she doesn't report it, how can she get rid of this hatred in her heart, the pain that scratches her heart, only to kill him, but it is far from being able to vent the hatred in her chest, she wants to drink his blood, no, she is disgusted with the blood, and she fed the dog, afraid that the dog will abandon it and run away.

Her hatred, like the surging river, rushed so that she immediately waved her knife, and used all the sharp weapons in this world to grind his bones and chop his flesh into slag, and she did not spare even the slightest bit of dirt, and burned to ashes, and her smell was not found in the air.

She sat beside him for a long time, the past vivid, still the same as before, but she just reached out to him, and there was no response.

"I know, I know, Ruoxiao, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your sincerity that you drove me away, you must be afraid that I will be hurt, so you drive me away in this way. I also know that my father and mother and Wanyu's revenge has not been avenged, you have no hatred, Ruoxiao, I know, how can I not know, it's just that you are in such a miserable situation, how can I live in peace, my heart hurts, it hurts. My heart hurts. When you leave, you still give up me, and you still give up me after all. But you are gone, keep me to live, do you know how cruel this is to me, without your day, I will live for a day, and I will also suffer, not to mention that the image in front of me will eventually torment me, make me feel unbearable, I will miss you day and night, think of you all the time, this is not a kind of torment. ”

She stood up, picked up the long sword lying beside him, touched it lightly in the palm of her hand, and when the tears fell on it, she raised her head and stretched the long sword above her head, with a stubborn look on her face.

"Qiu Zhengran, when you did a lot of evil, I put up with you for a few years, but you pressed all the way, separated my mother and son, and separated my husband and wife, if this revenge is not avenged, how can I swallow this breath, I just fought for this cheap life, and I will also come to ask for your dog's life."

Hatred devoured her heart like a monster. It swelled, spawning one explosion after another, sparks flying, and smoke billowed out.

The tea cups on the table are scattered all over the table, and his eyes seem to be the same as before, he is brewing a pot of tea and sitting in front of the table, cocking Erlang's legs, casually drinking the peanuts in front of him, and repeatedly picking up the peanuts that have rolled down from the dishes, and wants to send them to her mouth.

Her heart trembled, her heart was wet, and the rain of tears rolled up a thick longing, like a wind chime strung into a stack of yellow leaves and fell, and in each piece, it was her roar: Ruo Xiao ........!

The thatched hut suddenly became lonely and desolate. She stood in the courtyard, standing alone in the loneliness after autumn, the beauty was gone, and the autumn frost stained her face red, and since then she has been like a kite with a broken string, low and ethereal.

The wind blew through the wind chimes in front of the door, and the crisp sound was in the ears. She walked slowly, long since she couldn't cry.

"Feng'er, your eyes are not good, for your husband to use these broken ceramic tiles, to string a string of wind chimes for you, so that on a windy day, there is a sound, you can tell the weather is good or bad. Jingling, very nice to hear, you listen, you come to listen. He shook the bell in his hand and asked her to listen carefully. You see, the husband is very smooth, you touch, you touch and see ........ ”

Wei Ruoxiao's words vaguely sounded in her ears, such a scene seemed to be at the moment, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand, but when she touched it, she suddenly woke up, he, gone, he can't come back.

"Feng'er, look, come and see, the flowers you planted are blooming, it's very beautiful, come, let the husband pick one and put it on for you, well, it's really beautiful, it's a chic flower, you wear it like this, so that this flower is vivid."

Reached out and touched the top of his head, and put it down in disappointment.

"Feng'er, look at you, why did you come out again, quick, go into the house, you have bad eyes, you will fall."

"Feng'er...... Wind ....... Feng'er .......... "Her mind was full of Wei Ruoxiao's voice calling her.

Tears flowed down the river, but she couldn't cry anymore.

Her heart was heavy, she closed her eyes, the past was everywhere, she looked forward to giving birth to a miracle, the clear sky in front of her, dodging in the white light clouds, carrying the wind like a sad jump, shaking off the fallen leaves in front of her, flying, rendering a tragic atmosphere, the yellow leaf rain was falling, spinning and dancing bare ground, and a golden yellow was spread on the ground. The swaying and plump ears and yellowed leaves are bearing the color of withering in front of them.

Her heart also darkened, her heart was twisted, and her eyes were blurred with tears.

"Ruoxiao, I wish you could wake up again, you come and take a good look at me, my eyes are good, before this, I am full of joy when you see me, I must be as happy as I am. Why, how can I see this miserable image, I ..... I can see the wind chimes you stringed for me, this little porcelain string of wind chimes is very beautiful, you see, I like it very much. The flowers in the courtyard are also blooming beautifully, and the farmland you have cultivated is about to be harvested. When I can't see, you always talk in my ear, now, why don't you talk anymore? You said that in the days to come, you will accompany me to watch the sunrise and sunset, and spend the rest of your life hand in hand with me, how can you talk without counting? Leaving me alone in this miserable world, how can I live? Go down? ”

Walking slowly towards him, Yu Wei Ruoxiao's pale and bloodstained face was caressed, wiped, dignified, and cried.

"Look at me, look at me again, Ruoxiao." She took his hand and pressed it to her face, but it was cold, and her palm was no longer as warm as before.

She held the weak hands, as if to wake him up, tightly covered her face, and when her face was still cold, she finally put him down in despair and powerlessness, and the tears in front of her were blurred.

"I can see it, but you are gone, how ridiculous is the situation in this world, Ruoxiao, tell me, what should I do? How do I wake you up? Ruoxiao, how can I let you not abandon me, you are not by my side, how lonely I am, but how can I make you wake up, I don't know, I have no way, I have no way, Ruoxiao, tell me, wake up ....... ”

The wind chimes filled the room crisply, like Wei Ruoxiao's voice crossing, and like his smile brushing his face, she listened, stared at the wind chimes for a long time, and finally pounced helplessly and hopelessly on Wei Ruoxiao's cold chest, infinitely releasing her sad ........