If you can spend your time in the idle garden, who wants to carry the weight forward?

Aunt Lan, after all, you still did something wrong......

I'm doing it wrong, too......

If the love and hate in the world have to come here, then come!

I, Xuanyuan Lang, have no power, no great achievements, only one death, thank the world, thank yourself, thank you.

The old general's eyes gradually closed, and the light in them also dispersed at this time, until the last silent silence, there was no more treacherous sea of hearts in front of him, and there was no more noisy calculations......

He, peacefully, was silent.

"Master!!"

He Xiao roared and cried, holding the old general's body that was gradually cooling, and cried like a child.

That year, in the wind and snow, and in the cold winter, he picked him up, used his body temperature to warm a frozen baby, and tapped his cheeks with his fingertips, as if he had received a treasure.

That year, when the northern kingdom was in turmoil and the sand was full of dust, he took him in his arms, slashed through the enemy who was about to stab him, and the hot blood splashed into his angry eyes, and he only heard him roar angrily - "Whoever dares to hurt her, I want you to be buried one by one!" ”

That year, he was seven years old.

That year, the summer was scorching, knowing that he couldn't stop screaming, he dozed off while practicing, happened to be planted in his arms, and was woken up by a fierce blow from a ruler, and shouted with his head raised in a muffled voice and stubbornly unconvinced: "Why do you want me to practice martial arts hard to protect the little emperor who is about the same age as me!" ”

That year, he was nine years old. That was the first time he actually hit him.

And now, he was lying in his arms, no more, without the strength to fight.

"Master!! You said you want to teach me more about medicine! You said you were going to teach me the exercises and heart decisions! You said that when this matter is over, you will take me back to my hometown!! Master!! Are you lying to me!! ”

He Xiao hugged the old general and cried into tears, the sadness in his eyes gradually turned into a thick hatred, he looked at Aunt Lan sharply, gently put down the old general, raised his sword, and approached Aunt Lan step by step.

The tip of the sword made a white mark on the ground, and it creaked!

"It's you. Killed my master. Then you too will die! ”

He Xiao puffed up his breath, roared "Ah-", and was about to stab Aunt Lan's heart with a sword!

But at this time, I saw Aunt Lan smiling sadly, smiling very desolate and very sad.

Then, she grabbed Jiang Zhige's hand and slashed the golden Xuanhua in her hand across her neck, and suddenly, blood splashed more than three feet!

Aunt Lan was like a withered yellow leaf, and she fell to the ground......

She was always smiling, but she couldn't hold back a tear between her eyes, which fell with a bang and splashed on the back of the old general's hand!

She laughed so sadly, and cried so sadly, crawling on the ground towards the old general, as if trying to hold his hand with all her might, and said slowly and with all the strength of her life—

"Xuanyuan Lang, you only know that I Cilan is naturally scheming and ambitious, but you don't know, if you want to get it, who wants to have bloody hands! You only know that I sow discord, and you don't know how to lift up, but you don't know that I didn't when you were drunk that night. Xuanyuan Lang, after all, you still died in my hands, died in front of me, I am very happy, very happy!! ”

She kept crawling in the direction of the old general, as if trying her best to hold his hand, but after all, it was still an inch away from him, and her hand, heavily, hung down......

Anymore, there was no sound.

In this world, there are too many requests that cannot be obtained, and there are too many different hearts.

I can't ask for it, it's very bitter. The heart is different, and it is more bitter.

On the contrary, you are my request but I can't get it, and my heart is different.

Bitter on bitter, perhaps, sweet.

Jiang Zhige, He Xiao and Ye Shengzhen looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and they were all silent, not knowing how to evaluate this past, and not knowing how to look directly at such a desperate and hopeful love.

At that moment, the whole house fell into a bloody smell, and some flowers quietly bloomed, bursting out with a faint fragrance, diluting the smell of blood, like a wisp of dust from the past gods, quietly soothing the departed soul.

"Aunt Lan, too, is a poor person......"

Finally, after a long time, Jiang Zhige wiped her tears and said softly.

"Poor man, there must be something to hate!"

He Xiao still couldn't let go of the fact that the old general was dead, and gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Definitely. She is to blame for everything. I can't complain about others. ”

Ye Shengji also sighed, stood with his hands in his hands and said softly, with a long sigh.

"Some people are born like sunflowers, but some people are born facing the north mountains and struggling to grow in the moss. No matter which one it is, it is all the world, it is all the world, it is also this prosperous world, or in other words, it is also a troubled world. ”

"We can't judge other people's past, other people's choices, because you are not him, you never know, what he has experienced, we can't suffer for him, we can't crawl forward for him."

"All we can do is take care of ourselves, and then push others with ourselves."

Jiang Zhige said softly, clasped her hands together, slowly closed her eyes, and said what she really thought in her heart.

A ray of sunlight came in, straight through the window, sprinkled between her eyelashes, and slowly gilded between her eyes, shallow and thin, illuminating her as if she was coming from the dust, obviously insignificant, but radiant, people can't take their eyes off.

Love. Intimidating. Respectful.

Ye Shengzhen stood on the side, looking at her like this in a trance, feeling that she was like a sympathetic sage wearing a robe, just like the flicker back then, walking in glory, making him proud and timid.

He remembered Eara's death so clearly, and he remembered his encounter with her so clearly.

And she, at this time, was very much like her, which made him panic.

I can't do it again, and I can't do it again.

His heart is gradually healing, and if it is torn again, I would rather God not pity him, and let her go.

His gaze gradually dimmed.

Standing in the shadows, he was lonely.

"Easy to say. Push yourself and others? How many people can do it? Jiang Zhige, don't make trouble, you are not a hero, and you will not be a hero for a lifetime. ”

He Xiaoxian was also stunned, looking at her figure in a daze, but he quickly sneered and mocked her carelessly.

This girl, who is serious, can relieve him a lot of worries.

Seriously, he is also a person who can relieve boredom.

"Did I say I wanted to be a hero? Did I say that?! Yes!!?? ”

Jiang Zhige endured it, but finally couldn't hold back, suddenly provoked, pointed at He Xiao's nose and scolded: "If I become a hero one day, I will definitely make you kowtow three times and admit my mistake!! ”

"Cut. Wait until you become a hero one day. I'll remember to put up a tombstone for you. ”

He Xiao glanced at her coldly, shook her body quite viciously, and went to the death of the old general Zhang Luo.

Ye Shengji stared at Jiang Zhige, who was huffing and puffing, and stood in the shade for a long time.

She was born sunny.

He is willing to grow stubbornly for her forever towards the north.

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