The cottage on the cliff, every square inch is from his hands.

Once, he didn't need it.

Eating and sleeping in the open has become a habit for a long time.

But now, it's different.

The hut is vacant all year round, and when it is popular, it is only a few days a year.

But just for these few days, he did not hesitate to spend his time to build it himself.

Just because he didn't want her to suffer.

Outside, Nie Wuxian practiced his sword in the night.

His right hand was newly created, and the speed of his sword was not as fast as before.

However, it doesn't matter much.

Even when he was not injured, he was not sure that he would be able to win the courtesy.

The sky has long been dark, and the rainstorm will come to the future.

There is no star, no light, and no guidance.

Only the wind, whistling and roaring, crossed the Xiaosu long forest, and the world became more and more lonely.

Is it the world or the human heart?

Nie Wuxian slowly put his sword into its sheath and walked towards the hut.

Inside the house, there is another world.

Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove.

It seems that the years are long, and the time is quiet.

There are beauties such as jade, and new wine is brewed by hand.

There is a churning aroma of wine, rich and intense.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.

How can it be wine that is intoxicating, and it has nothing to do with the stunning beauty waiting for it, but it is just a foolishness that fulfills the bottom of my heart.

If you go back in time, will you still choose to meet?

If time stands still, will you still choose to stay together?

When Nie Wuxian pushed open the door, Xiang Wan was dressing up.

She looked at him in the bronze mirror and smiled.

The room is full of light, and all colors are lost.

I knew that I was confused by Yangcheng and fascinated by Cai, and it was not a lie.

He looked at her quietly, not moving.

Xiang Wan slowly got up and walked towards him, a pair of eyes shining brightly, "Tomorrow, tomorrow you will definitely be able to kill him." ”

Nie Wuxian suddenly raised his hand and slapped him fiercely. slapped her jade cheek.

Xiang Wan was defenseless and fell heavily to the ground, her beautiful face swollen high.

However, she was not annoyed, not at all.

Her eyes were still shining.

A strong force suddenly lifted her from the ground again, her chest was cold, and the placket of her clothes had been rudely torn apart.

Xiang Wan squinted, and the expression on his face seemed to be painful and happy.

She didn't say anything, a smile slowly curled into her lips, and she lifted her snow-white and delicate dove-like breasts close to her.

All that was left in the hut was the sound of * and wheezing.

Outside, the rainstorm finally fell, and it was overwhelming.

The sound of rain drowned everything out.

The sound of rain encompasses everything.

Long.

"If I die tomorrow, will you shed a tear for me?" The man's voice asked indifferently.

"No, so you won't die either." In the woman's voice, innocence and softness, fragility and firmness, strange and perfect are mixed together, crocheting a net, a net that blends with the night and makes it impossible to break free.

Before dawn on the second day, Nie Wuxian got up and left.

The cold wind blew the sky clean, the clouds disappeared, and only the cold moon was like a hook, nailed obliquely to the sky.

Xiang Wan personally served him to wash and dress, and watched his back go away.

His back is like his people, lonely, cold, and never looking back.

She sighed.

Perhaps, this time, he really can't come back.

Short pine hill.

At the crack of dawn.

Nie Wuxian closed his eyes and waited, the unsheathed long sword was held in his injured right hand, still stable and sharp, not to be underestimated by anyone.

The appointed time has arrived.

Wen Shu did not come.

An old farmer who came to drive by, "Your Excellency is waiting for a young man Wen?" ”

Nie Wuxian opened his eyes, "Exactly." ”

The old farmer said: "He can't come, so he asked me to hand over this letter to Gongzi." ”

Nie Wuxian took it and took it apart.

The words of Wen Shu are just like his people, although the pen is hidden, it is still shocking, and it contains a broad and vast atmosphere.

In a few words, he only said that his grandmother had not recovered from his illness and had to be rushed back, so he did not need to wait. There is no mention of his injuries or that he does not want to take advantage of others.

Nie Wuxian's hand clenched tightly and did not speak.

He did not return to the hut.

I know she's gone.

At the same time, Wen Qing asked, "Big brother, are you really not going to go to Nie Wuxian's appointment?" ”

Wen Shu said: "Yes." ”

Wen Qing nodded, "It's okay, that Nie Wuxian's swordsmanship is very good, if you answer him, wouldn't it be cheaper to be late." ”

Thinking of Xiang Wan, Wen Qing couldn't help but hate and anger, a sincere mistake was made, and since then she has finally seen the sinister rivers and lakes, but she can't help but be sad, I'd rather I don't know, I'd rather I misunderstand, I'd rather she have a hard time.

But the facts are right in front of you, and it is very obvious that it is impossible to deceive yourself and excuse her.

And in Wen Qing's heart, he was invincible to Nie Wuxian if he was still his brother, and if he went to compete, he would undoubtedly only lose under his sword, and he had to let go of Xiang Wan's ending.

Good and evil are rewarded, and everyone must pay for what they have done.

Therefore, such an outcome is absolutely unacceptable.

Su Nianchi naturally knew that this was not the case, but he didn't speak.

In fact, her mind is complicated, and she can't appeal to others.

If Wen Shu doesn't believe Xiang Wan, she still thinks she is Zhuang Nanyi, so she shouldn't let Xiang Wan go so easily. After all, she was responsible for hundreds of lives in Tianshui Pavilion, and she had a grudge against herself.

But he let Xiang Wan and Nie Wuxian leave, was it because he already believed Xiang Wan's words in his heart and doubted her identity. If that's the case......

Su Nianchi's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Maybe one day she'll confess to him herself, but now is no good time.

At this moment, Wen Shu rode to her side and sighed lightly: "You haven't spoken all the way, but you're still angry with me?" ”

Su Nianchi was silent for a moment and spoke: "No, I'm just thinking, maybe she is right, I am not Zhuang Nanyi, I don't remember anything from the past, how can I tell who I am?" ”

Wen Shu sighed, "Nanyi, I said that if I let Xiang Wan go now, it doesn't mean that I will let her go unpunished in the future, you won't believe me?" ”

Su Nianchi still shook his head, and slowly turned his eyes to look at him, "How could I not believe you, I was just afraid, if I really wasn't Zhuang Nanyi, there would be ...... between you and me."

In her eyes, there is anxiety and melancholy that cannot be dissipated, and it is reluctance and affection that cannot be misunderstood.

She looked at him, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes shook slightly, and she didn't say that sentence again.

If he had any thoughts, in front of her like this, he would have eliminated them all.

His gaze was so gentle that he seemed to be afraid of hurting her, but his voice was firm, "Even if you are not Zhuang Nanyi, you are also my sweetheart." ”