Chapter 180: Eternal Age Doesn't Accompany You
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["From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to guard here anymore, I have already explained that the sixth child will take over the affairs here. β
I was surprised that the arrangement was so sudden: "What's wrong? Didn't the sixth child have his own tasks, why did he suddenly change his plan? Is something happening? β
He stared at me expressionlessly: "No change. I don't think you're up to the task now, and I have other plans after I withdraw you. The sixth child's ability is equivalent to yours, and I can rest assured that he will do things. β
"I don't agree." She had already been eavesdropping on the sidelines, and came out coldly and glared at him.
"You don't have the right to choose." He didn't even look at her, just stared at me fiercely, I didn't say anything, his eyes were full of cold and murderous intent, and even I began to be afraid of him.
He's really changed.
"What's the point of you doing that? What's the point?! I know what your intentions are in this arrangement, why did you summon Ah Zheng so far-fetched! You just want to make everyone unhappy, you have to balance, don't you?! "She's the same cold and fierce look again, and I know she's defending her insistence.
He looked at her distressedly, disappointed and sad, and he reached out to soothe her frown, but she avoided it in disgust.
She turned her head to look at me, as if expecting my reaction.
I turned my face away, it was too late, and his decision never changed easily.
"You are not allowed to be in charge of this matter, unless you are going to turn against me." He stared at me with extreme coldness, and I felt like something between us was irretrievably crackingβ
Once we laughed and drank long songs, he once laughed and talked, friendship with me, if half an arm of the country is not stingy to send each other, full of pride.
Now it's gone.
"I don't agree, I don't agree! I don't agree with you replacing the people around me at will, I don't agree with you arranging my life at will, never asking my opinion-" She pulled me tightly, like a child who wanted to seize her own territory, and there were tears in her strong eyes.
She is really anxious, she even ignores this most basic truth, the more she cares about me at this moment, the more she wants to keep me, the more ruthless and cruel he will be.
He looked at me mockingly: "You decide for yourself, do you want to leave, or do you want to stay?" β
I can't choose.
She was full of tears.
I wanted to tell her that it didn't matter what I decided anymore, that I didn't want to be good-looking, I wanted to be calm and secure.
But I can't say anything.
I owe her persistence, her dedication, and the resistance she wants to ignite.
Her gaze went from weak to hard, then cold.
She let go of her hand, took a few steps back, her waist straight, her demeanor was myriad, but she was extremely distantβ
Like him, she has a noble blood in her bones, and she is proud and sacred.
"To hesitate is to give up. You all get out, I don't need any protection. My life is my own, and I decide for myself whether I want it or not. β
She was gone, and I felt my heart beating slower and slower, my hands and feet cold, and for the first time, I felt how terrible it was to be out of control.
How to give you stability, maybe not necessarily me.
I turned away, so nostalgic for the scenery that I had left behind, because there were traces of her in every landscape.
And I have nothing to do with these things anymore. γ
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[I left that place, and an unrelieved emotion enveloped me all day.
I don't know when I opened my mother, and her life became my life.
Every hour, I can't help but wonder what she's doing, what she's thinking, whether it's sad or happy.
I don't know if she will feel this way, I don't know what kind of emotions I want her to have, if she does, she will be as miserable as I am, I don't want her to be so miserable, but what if not? If not, maybe it would be better, she is still a quiet and quiet her, living a peaceful life.
But why would I rather she miss someone in her sleepless nights like I do?
I couldn't hear anything from her, he must have strictly forbidden any transmission, and I was in a panic.
How many times have I thought about it, abandoning any principle, even dignity, and going back there, even if it was just to see her, and to see if she was okay or not.
I realized that the most invincible enemy in the world is myself.
I finally couldn't stand the torture of the silkworm heart anymore and returned to that place at night.
As soon as I got into that range, I immediately felt that everything had changed.
All the outposts, all the powers, even the layout of the defenses. The whole place was like a breathless prison, exuding a heavy aura.
- Something happened.
It was my first instinct.
All the guards are from him and the sixth man, and all the forces subordinate to me have been removed, and he actually began to guard against me?! But their anti-sentry methods are all from our clan, and we have known each other since we were children, so even if the outpost is sophisticated, it is all in my control, and it is easy to pass through the dark line.
I found her room, the one I had guarded day and night.
The lights are on. There is a silhouette in front of the window, gentle and indifferent.
After a lot of hard work, just a door away, I didn't have the courage to go through the door wall to see this longing face.
I just stood outside the window, content even just looking at her shadow.
Late at night, what was she thinking?
Why hasn't she slept at the moment?
Joy or sorrow?
If she sees me, will she be surprised, happy, angry or sad?
She slowly stood up and walked to the door and stopped, as if sensing something, so peaceful.
"What people!" She suddenly screamed and stepped back.
There's no way I'm being spotted by her, is there someone else lurking around?
Without thinking much about it, I had already rushed in, and the moment I pushed the door open, I suddenly had a very strange feeling.
She grabbed me quickly, and I was stunned the moment I saw her faceβ
"She" withdrew her hand and glared at me in surprise: "Why are you?!" β
I hadn't yet reacted to the dΓ©jΓ vu woman staring at me, she was wearing her clothes and combing her hair in a bun, but it wasn't her face.
"What are you doing here?! The eldest brother strictly forbids you to come! The woman with a familiar face spoke again, her voice was slightly rough, her tone was anxious, not like a woman, but it was the face of a beautiful woman, she pushed me out quickly, with great strength, "Hurry upβ"
"Who are you? What about her? I glared at her warily, "Why are you disguised as her?" What happened? β
"Don't ask, let's go!" The woman was anxious, her voice became thicker and thicker, and I felt more and more familiar, her strength was so great that she kept pushing me out.
"Where is she? Who are you?! "I had a very bad premonition, and I kept asking questions.
Then I felt her suddenly retract the power that had pushed me and looked somewhere in panic.
"Why don't I tell you." A familiar voice rang out, the lights lit up instantly, and he stood in the courtyard, looking at me in a gloomy voice.
"Not very grateful." I looked at him coldly, we were no longer cordial, no longer brothers who shared joy and sorrow.
At the moment, I felt like an enemy of mine.
He looked at the woman behind me and sneered: "You are so bold, how many potential murderers do you want to send away behind my back?" Well? β
The woman stood beside me, looking back and forth at the two of us: "Do you even want to doubt him?" Anyone in the world will betray you, but he won't. Do you really have to be a complete loner to be happy? β
"Why am I not allowed to come? What murderer? What about her? "I started to get angry.
"Fourth brother......" The woman next to me tugged at me.
I looked back at her in amazement, her face, her facial features, her eyes, the tone in which she called me Fourth Brother - I knew who she was!
"I'll take you to her." In the courtyard, he turned and walked away, all the lights flowing with him, and before he knew it, he had become the master of many powers, an innate ability that no one could emulate.
- I thought about a lot of scenarios where we might meet again, but I didn't think it would be like this.
I finally met her.
Looking at her face, I felt that my life had broken a big gap, and nothing in the world could make up for it.
Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless when she smiled like upturned flowers, her brows furrowed slightly, and she was immersed in a nightmare from which she could not be extricated.
Standing on the edge of the couch, he was powerless, ridiculously helpless.
- She was poisoned.
No one knows how she was poisoned, no one knows what she was poisoned, and no one can cure her poison.
All of them watched helplessly as life slipped away from her.
Everything is not important, the important thing is that she can get better, everything can be blamed for the past, and everything can be corrected in the past.
He said slowly, the only one who has ever been close to her during this time is the eldest daughter, who has been depressed about my transfer, and resists anyone's protection, so she is as discouraged as she is, and scheming like the eldest daughter, all this seems to be inevitable.
The second child is crazy, the sixth child blames himself, and I, everything seems to be withdrawn.
She finally opened her eyes, and as soon as she saw me, she immediately turned her face away with a cold gaze.
"If you still want me to stay here, I'll demote me in my place; If you don't want to see me again, I'll transfer you to Liaojiang and never come back. I knelt alone beside her couch, afraid that any louder noise would make her uncomfortable.
She suddenly began to tremble, followed by a violent cough, and I think it was my unambitious words that provoked her, and the poisonous gas spread, and the pale red blood flowed from her mouth like water.
Everyone in the room panicked, but no one could stop her from coughing up blood.
His face was distressed and angry, and he ordered the five doctors to be killed.
But life can't be exchanged for life, she coughed with tears in her eyes, I gently held her shoulder, if this can convey my life, I am willing to exchange my life for her well-being.
Gradually, she stopped coughing, reached out and grabbed my hand tightly, so hard, but never turned to look at me.
Holding the hand of the son, growing old with it, the white head will not move, and the heart will be forever knotted.
I've decided.