"How many times did I hate you...... Haven't I worked hard to be with you? Well, at the end of the day! Listen to what you mean, it's all mine, no. Wen Ziyu cursed indignantly. After all, women in love like to listen to emotional words, because of Wen Ziyu's voice, Zimei closed her eyes sweetly.

"Wen Ziyu, actually...... We shouldn't know each other, from the day we met you, it's all our fault, I'm doing it step by step, I always thought I'd manage this emotion, but ...... I've given you all my heart, but I'm losing everything! Her voice lingered in Wen Ziyu's ears.

"I never dared to hope that I could be with you Wen Ziyu for a long time, but Wen Ziyu, you didn't even look at me seriously, you have never ......" Zimei lowered her voice, her shoulders twitched, and her sad voice conveyed a silent emotion.

"Alright, alright, don't talk nonsense." Wen Ziyu said: "We will be together forever, all this is your imagination, your imagination......"

Actually, how much Wen Ziyu wanted to say, "Zimei, leave me, get out of here!" How nice it is to return to the imperial capital of the Yumin Kingdom, draw gourds in the same way, and start a new life that turns all beings upside down. But Wen Ziyu still endured it after all, and his good words were warm in three winters.

And the words in his mouth are even more powerful than the Qingfeng Sword, after all, "Bad words hurt people in June", Wen Ziyu said while not overdoing it.

Hearing the sound, Zimei smiled happily, seeing Zimei's smile, Wen Ziyu also smiled reluctantly. The carriage was bumpy all the way, and soon came out of Yongxiang, and they didn't dare to cross the road in the imperial capital.

Ziyu's relationship is so intertwined in the imperial capital, it is very easy to find them and arrest them, and both of them understand. After consultation, the two decided to take refuge in Dijing for the time being today. I'll leave tomorrow.

In fact, on the way, Wen Ziyu wanted to untie Zimei's heart knot, but she couldn't. Wen Ziyu has always been in her heart, with longing and fear for a new life, and real fear, lest Ziyu will catch her back.

In his mind, there are more things to think about for a while, and these thoughts, believing in the reins, collide again and again in Wen Ziyu's mind, Wen Ziyu is simply miserable.

The two found a very ordinary inn, and even it was relatively simple, Zimei picked flowers for Wen Ziyu, but there were some beautiful hibiscus flowers along the way, Zimei didn't know, because she fell in love with the shallow mulberry, the national flower of the imperial capital Cheng Fusang flowers.

She sent a handful of purple and red hibiscus flowers to Wen Ziyu's hand, and at the beginning of the lanterns, there were Lingge in the night, and the heavy pots were stacked. Dijing is a beautiful place, there are people who come and go, and they live such a down-to-earth life of fireworks in the world.

Mingmei sighed with emotion, pointed to the scenery in front of him, and said: "Actually, my brother and I may not have differences in thought, in fact, speaking of which, Dijing is good like this, and chaos is also a different kind of liveliness." Probably wanting to explain her preferences, Zimei's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, with longing, and said: "Actually, it's interesting to be lively." ”

"At least, it's a fireworks world when it's lively, otherwise, it's cold, no one is a traitor, everyone is quiet, what is this like, this is my brother's ideal country, but this kind of country's version of the sixty-four, I'm afraid there is nothing good, and it's not even fun."

"You," Wen Ziyu's index finger tapped Zimei's head—"It's really a typical fear that the world will not be chaotic." Wen Ziyu said as he looked at the wine-swallowing boy.

"It's not!" Zimei felt that she needed to further elaborate on her point of view, and said: "The fireworks in the world that I am thinking of should be a group of heroes, the world will be in chaos, and the country will not be a country!" But after the chaos reaches a certain level, it will get better again, and this is whether it is extremely Tailai. ”

"Actually, having said that, history is like this, the so-called general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, which is what it means." It turned out that Zimei's insight was actually like this, and after speaking, Zimei looked at Wen Ziyu seriously.

"Not really." Wen Ziyu nodded gently.

In front of me, there are Chinese lanterns obstructing the moon, flying cover and flowers, and the imperial capital is so colorful. The two of them continued to walk forward, as if the air in front of them felt hot, hot, as if they were going to the Flaming Mountain step by step, they arrived in the world, and felt in a trance that everything was fine.

Or, as Zimei said. This is what fireworks should look like in the world, and the world should have temperature.

"Okay, we're in Dijing, and we're all safe."

"Understood." Wen Ziyu nodded, his eyes were very dazed and confused. Now, in fact, he wants to escape from this girl who is dead to him, but he can't bear it.

They have lived together for a while, in fact, Zimei does not understand that he will not have any other feelings for her except friendship, and the two of them are destined to part ways sooner or later. It's just a time difference, and her dependence on him is all about painting cakes to satisfy her hunger after all.

But how? Love is love!

"Go over there and have a look." Zimei pulled Wen Ziyu forward, and in the distance, a gray-haired old lady probably saw Zimei, and paced over with such a smile, "Girl, girl, I didn't have time to thank you for my great kindness last time, and now, I invite the girl to the village to talk." ”

"Why bother? What's the point of going to you, I have the rest of the things in the imperial capital, how can I be so surprised? Zimei recalled the favor she had given to the old lady before, but in fact, it seemed that there was no favor.

In other words, Zimei did so many things that benefited the country and the people before, so much so that she actually forgot when she had benefited others.

"Girl, you have something important to do in the imperial capital. I also need a place to settle down, my village is not far from here, and it will be there soon, please go back with the old body, so that the family can also thank the benefactor. The old lady's invitation was sincere, Zimei nodded, and led Wen Ziyu to follow the old lady.

Her manor, not far from here, also has a pleasant courtyard, where peanut trees are mixed, although it is already a cold winter, but it is a thriving appearance. Natan Mansion, it looks lively and lively, entering the middle gate, a strong demonic aura lingers here, in the patio, there are many blooming lotus lotuses.

It's been more than ten months, but the lotus is still in full bloom, and the pond is completely crimson, burning like a hellfire. The red one is so devastating, and the red one is so incredible. The lotus blooms only in June, but here, everything is abnormal.

In the gorgeous house, there was a lively warbler song and swallow dance at the moment, and there were few people in the house, and the two went to the house, looked closely, but saw a small and delicate girl in the house.

"This is the old woman's daughter...... "the woman immediately introduced, "come and meet the great benefactor." ”

Zimei looked at the woman next to her, the woman smiled skillfully, she was really beautifully dressed, listening to what her mother-in-law said, the girl smiled shyly and came towards Zimei and Wen Ziyu.

The girl walked, ringing and jingling, and the fragrance was gusting.

A stream of refreshing Qingfen has entered the minds of the two, this woman ...... It's weird. Zimei suddenly remembered that she had helped such a girl in Dijing many years ago, and this girl had grown up.

The previous memories were like ethereal dreams, and her memories seemed to be remembered because of the girl's beautiful face and shining ink pupils

"How much better is your body?" Zimei suddenly remembered that this was a girl who had been rescued by herself, she looked at the girl with phoenix eyes, the girl gently blessed Zimei, and Zimei held the girl's hand. Zimei saw that there was a faint circle of vague scars on the girl's wrist.

Good thing, the traces are getting better.

"Much better, ahem, thank you for your kindness, girl."