Ending, what kind of ending is perfect?

Baguio looked at the resolute and infatuated man in front of him, and he finally decided to give up his life for the hypocritical woman behind him.

"Xianggong, you really want to be like this."

She heard the voices of Feng Qianxin and Si Ying shouting behind her, and looked at the man he loved in front of her, and she couldn't help but ask again.

"Baguio ......" Wang Muzhi's last word was very soft and soft, so soft that Baguio couldn't help but shed tears, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped it off, held her face, and sighed lightly: "Baguio, after all, I am responsible for you, in the next life, I will definitely compensate you and give you a lifetime of love." ”

"You're a liar." Baguio's eyes were full of tears, and big ones dripped down, Wang Muzhi couldn't wipe them anymore, and they flowed into her mouth astringent and bitter, just like her state of mind at this time.

"You will definitely go to her in the next life, you can't fall in love with me in this life, how can you love me in the next life?"

Baguio clenched his hand and looked into his eyes, with the same determination and infatuation in his pupils: "I don't want the next life, and I don't want this life, I just want you Wang Muzhi will never forget me." ”

"Baguio, you ......"

"From the moment I met you in my life, you are all I am, you have smiled at me, the coldness when you don't love me, the tenderness when you pity her, even if you are determined at this moment, it is the whole world of my life, Xianggong, I want you to live......"

Wang Muzhi looked at her in a panic, and before he came back to his senses, he felt her thin hands push him fiercely towards Qingyue, Qingyue hugged him from behind, and his surprised eyes only saw her smiling at him like a flower, but her body slowly leaned back.

"Baguio, don't do stupid things!" Wang Muzhi stretched out his hand and desperately tried to grab her, but she avoided her with a smile, and with a snort, the gauze on his arm was torn off by him, and with the last trace of involvement, the two of them were separated by life and death.

"Nope! Baguio! No! ”

With a sharp sound of falling water, Wang Muzhi saw the water splash explode, and Baguio, dressed in green clothes, fell into the river, cracking a hole in the water-devouring river, and regained its calm in just a moment.

Suddenly, Wang Muzhi remembered the second time they met, it was the end of summer, the sunset stained the world with a beautiful layer of carmine, and the evening breeze blew the fragrance of purple jasmine everywhere, very fragrant...... He rode a white horse past the side of the devouring river, her painting boat stopped at the river stack, she looked at him, bowed slightly to him, and said with a smile: "The little woman's name is Baguio." ”

With a pop, the water droplets cracked again, waking up Wang Muzhi, but seeing Si Ying exclaimed in shock: "Pour your heart ......"

After saying that, he wanted to jump into the river, but was pulled back by Chen Zixi, Si Ying turned his head and glared at him angrily, shouting: "Chen Zixi, you let go of me!" ”

Chen Zixi smiled at him and replied indifferently: "Don't worry, she will be fine, you should take the two of them back now." ”

——

The river water at the end of spring is cold to the bone, but at this time, what is even colder than this is the heart of Feng's heart.

She plunged into the bottom of the water again and again, looking for Baguio in the bottom of the water-devouring river, but she could not be found anywhere except for sand and gravel at the bottom of the river.

The torrent under the water is surging, and I don't know how long it took, on the mountain of corpses raised by the sinking fish under the water, Feng Qian saw a touch of cyan in his heart.

Feng leaned and swam over, pulling her arm, the blue slowly floated up from the fish corpse, a green silk danced in the water, and Baguio slept peacefully.

The spring breeze is cut and cut, and the faces of the people illuminated by a few lanterns on the bridge stack of the devouring river are slightly yellow.

Feng's heart was scattered, the spring river under the moon in front of her had long been lost enchanting, a drop of tears slipped from her eyes, and fell on the corpse of Baguio in her arms, she didn't know who she was crying for, what she was crying about, she only felt that the spring scenery was spreading endless sadness for no reason.

"Feng Zhutou, you don't have to be sentimental, there are always more people in this world."

The evening breeze is gentle, the moon is in the sky, and the waves are rippling.

A woman's ethereal figure seems to dissolve with the sky, under the hazy moonlight, the skirt sleeves are fluttering, and the thin back has some infatuation for thousands of miles, and there is some relief outside the dust.

"Heh, you say that the two are happy? How unattainable, you have chased all your life, even if the mechanism is exhausted in the end, have you done it? ”

Feng looked back at her, Baguio lowered her eyes, smiled bitterly at her, and said, "Feng Zhutou, are you going to give up?" ”

Feng Tianxin slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the moonlit Tianshui, the bitter and tangled pupils in his eyes were dark, but he did not speak.

Baguio smiled on the side and bent his eyebrows slightly: "In this life, I can't get him, but he will live in guilt every day, the rain on his body, the wind blowing, even if he fights with Qingyue every time, I am afraid that I can't erase my shadow in my mind."

Baguio smiled more and more, just like a flower: "At least...... He promised me an afterlife, but if you don't fight and take it in this life, do you have an afterlife? ”

Feng Qian's heart trembled heavily, and even her body curled up together, Baguio looked at her with pity in her eyes: "Feng Zhutou, you are also ...... It's really pitiful. ”

"What about you, aren't you pitiful?" Feng leaned at her and said, "Do you think that if you die, the suspicion of the two of them will be cleared?" ”

Baguio's face turned pale, her whole face was bloodless, she looked at Feng Qianxin in a daze, and muttered: "I have already committed suicide in fear of sin, why don't you let him go." ”

"Kill someone, you think he'll escape the punishment of the law?"

"But he didn't ...... sincerely"

A tear in Baguio's eyes fell quietly, her lips trembled slightly, she knelt on the ground and begged her, and kept kowtowing, Feng tilted her heart and body trembled, the feeling of being forced to kneel and pray, she also had it.

Feng poured her heart down and pulled her up from the ground, Baguio begged her with that longing look: "Feng Zhutou, I'd rather be scattered, just ask you to give him a way to live!" ”

Feng Qianxin can understand her mind too well at this time, even if she doesn't love her, she wants him to live, she doesn't feel the corners of her lips, and finally swallows the words of refusal in her mouth, and doesn't say anything.

——

Feng poured this love soul back from the beginning, and it was not worth it for her.

She stood at Wang Muzhi's door, looking up at him, he was sitting on the stone steps, holding the half of the baguio sleeve tightly in his hand, and beside his feet were clusters of cloves, the sun mottled him, reflecting his pale face and gray beard.

"Feng Zhutou, have you found her?"

Hearing the sound of his body, he looked up and saw Feng Qianxin, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

Wang Mu was stunned, then slowly closed his eyes and muttered, "She is mine after all...... Wife. ”

"Wife?" Feng Tingxin seemed to hear the funny joke, and actually laughed sneeringly, and it took a long time for her to ask him, "Have you taken her as your wife?" ”

Wang Muzhi heard the ridicule in my words, his face was covered with a layer of pain, and he said softly: "It's me who is sorry for her, she ...... How's it going? ”

"She's dead." Feng looked at him with a heartfelt heart and said calmly: "She begged me when she was dying, she said that she would rather be gone, as long as I let you live a safe life." ”

Wang Muzhi trembled heavily, frowned tightly, and finally choked up and cried.

"Baguio ......"

Feng looked at the crying man with all his heart, and there was no trace of pity in his heart, only hatred.

"Don't worry, since I promised her that I won't arrest you, I will naturally do it, but God has the virtue of a good life, and if you do too many wrong things, you will be punished sooner or later."

Wang Muzhi pursed his lips and did not argue.

Feng Tianxin took out an object from her arms and raised her hand to hand it to him, which was something she had been hiding in her heart.

"This is what she asked me to hand over to you when she was dying."

Wang Muzhi slowly raised his eyes, looked at the object wrapped in a handkerchief, and opened his eyes curiously.

"It's ......"

"She said it was yours, and after she died, it should now be returned to its rightful owner."

Wang Muzhi slowly raised his hand to take the object, and touched it through the handkerchief, the hard object made him frown.

He reached out and opened his handkerchief, and the sight of it made his heart twitch so hard that he couldn't even contain his horror.

It was a sword spike, delicately woven with concentric knots of green silk thread, and a soft tassel hung down, and a jade made of jade was embedded in it, shining in the moonlight.

"This, this thing, how can it be in her hands?"

Feng Tianxin's expression was flat, and he said quietly: "She said, the place where you first met was indeed the Devouring Water River, but it was not the time when you met Fengyue together, it was earlier than then. ”

"That late autumn night, you were boating in the river, and it was raining at night, and you were overturned and sunk to the bottom of the river.

When she first entered the painting boat, she had just learned to swim in the water, and when she saw that you had not floated up for a long time, she plunged into the river and dived straight to the depths, the deeper the bottom of the river became, the colder it became, and in the fog, she saw that you had sunk to the bottom of the river.

She pulled you up with all her might, and floated you up in her arms, at this time your breath gradually became like a last resort, she put a mouthful of thin air in her chest and abdomen into your lips, and the two of you hugged each other like this, but when she rescued you out of the water, she had already fainted, and the mother of the painting boat handed you over to another cruise woman, and only took the sword spike on your sword as a token. ……”

Feng Qian paused in his heart, and saw that he pressed his chest, which was as if he had been pierced by a sword, and the pain was intense, as if there was a wound, which was tearing his heart and lungs, and he couldn't help arching his body, and he couldn't even straighten his waist in pain.

That person was her, it turned out to be her, but Qingyue said that she was the one who saved him at the bottom of the river......

"Wang Muzhi, Baguio still wants to ask you a question at the end,...... She wants to ask you, after being married to you for many years, do you know what flower she likes the most? ”

Wang Muzhi raised a pair of teary eyes and looked at the half of the yarn in his hand, remembering that day in the purple jasmine, her shallow smile, suddenly woke up like a big realization, and tears fell straight down.

"It's Jasmine ......"