In the past half a month, Feng Qianxin's spirit has become worse and worse, and he has been asleep for more time than when he was awake.

Qingyun had been silent, his face was lined with black plain clothes, and he knew that her end was coming.

He could only hug her, trying to save time and keep her, but the person in his arms didn't even breathe, and for a while, Qingyun thought that she would never wake up again.

Falling in love, Qingyun shouted softly in her heart, she was still sleeping quietly, like a fairy immersed in the moonlight.

Zhang Mufeng, thank you, for making her so happy, the corners of Qingyun's mouth were sour in the moonlight, and her eyes were moist.

When Feng Qianxin woke up, the moon was about to set again, and it was another moonrise and moonset. The cold moonlight scattered the last light and sprinkled the earth, silvery white and white, scattered on the earth, and then went to condense a layer of frost, like winter.

She snuggled in Qingyun's arms like a bird, slightly pulling the corners of her lips, probably the limit was approaching, she was too tired, her body seemed to be completely out of her control, and the corners of her lips were only pulled upward, like snow falling in twos and threes at the beginning of winter, and the sun turned into nothing, and there was no trace of it.

"Zhang Mufeng, have I slept for a long time?"

Qingyun hugged her, raised his hand to arrange the hair scattered on her cheeks wholeheartedly, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead, and then gently wrote in her palm: "It's just for a moment." ”

Feng Qian nodded lightly, and arched towards his arms again.

Qingyun tightened his hands and hugged her tightly, his cheeks pressed against her cheeks, and his heart was bitter,

In the misty night, Qingyun's eyes were also as misty as the night, and his eyes looked at the mottled roof blankly, as if covered with a layer of mist. For many years, he never allowed himself to turn back, in the chaotic rivers and lakes, or treacherous and ruthless calculations, he was used to moving forward, at this time he tried to indulge his thoughts, and many things from the past flowed back into his heart, one by one all of her eyebrows, her laughter, her crying, joy, anger and sorrow, this empty heart, it seemed to have become complete.

With a low sigh, he understood, always understood, that at the end of the song, people will disperse, the full moon will eventually be missing, the flowers in the backyard will be like a sea, and when the autumn wind is depressed, they will be extinguished, and death will be so hideous and terrible.

But what can I do, I can have this encounter in this life, and I can get her to be entrusted with it, and it will be in vain after all.

"Zhang Mufeng, you can accompany me to see the sunset tomorrow." Feng Qianxin suddenly spoke.

Qingyun wrote in the palm of her hand: "Okay. ”

The person in her arms fell asleep in a daze, Qingyun reached out and touched her cheek, drawing her eyebrows, nose, and lips, as if she wanted to remember her appearance forever and forever.

The night breeze outside the door was blowing unscrupulously, the sound was loud, the window was shaking slightly, and a trace of fishy smell was embedded in the slightly open window crack.

As soon as Qingyun raised his palm, the palm wind was as long as the wind, tumbling like a wave, and he closed the window tightly.

Looking down at Feng Qianxin, seeing that she was still sleeping peacefully, he gently put her on the bed, then pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside, the moon was covered by black clouds, and the darkness hung from the sky to the ground, raising a burst of green smoke, and the clouds of mist rose, dyeing the begonia trees in the courtyard a little hazy, and the moon slowly dissipated.

A gray python scurried down from the roof, and the red eyes of only one of it flashed, exuding the power of desire, and it was angry.

It came from nowhere, with freshly dead blades of grass and two purple and blue snakes wrapped around it, playing and provoking the gray-black snake to slide happily from the roof to the ground.

Qingyun stood in the courtyard with a lantern, with a faint light under his feet, he walked towards the flowers in the backyard, and watched the flowers he had worked so hard to raise, but they withered from them, glowing with black toxin, from the wall of Zhang Cuihua's house to the roof of Feng's heart.

Qingyun's eyes immediately became more poisonous than the snake, and he threw the lantern and turned his head to look at the black dragon on the roof.

"Why are you here?"

The black dragon seemed to understand his words, and bowed down, exposing his upper body, and his entire back, two small purple snakes also stood up and spat out letters to him.

Qingyun didn't laugh angrily, didn't seem to look at the three snakes in his eyes, waved his sleeves, lay down on the chaise longue made for Feng's heart, and said lightly: "I don't want to kill you, take advantage of my mood not too much, leave quickly." ”

The black dragon raised its head and let out a long roar, and the snake's low roar looked so weird and gloomy, with a bloody breath towards Qingyun Man.

Suddenly, with a rapid gust of wind, another figure suddenly jumped out from behind the wall of Zhang Cuihua's house, wanting to bite Qingyun's neck before he could react, and a red python opened its bloody mouth and attacked Qingyun like a red lightning.

And the black dragon was like watching a play, lying on the eaves and provocatively staring at Qingyun, his tail wagging and feeling a little comfortable.

Qingyun was not flustered, and when the crimson python was no more than an inch away from him, the originally murderous snake immediately stopped moving.

The black dragon immediately straightened up nervously, but saw Qingyun looking back at it and smiled, "I didn't expect you to find a helper." It's a pity that it's vulnerable. ”

As soon as he let go of his hand, the snake lay on the ground like a cramped loach.

It turned out that Qingyun was holding a silver needle in his hand, and the needle pierced through the flat mouth of the red python and pierced the tongue, and the needle immediately killed the flesh and skin, and the blood oozed out, and the snake was numb and unable to move.

With a whoosh, the two small purple snakes on the black dragon's body glared angrily, the snake was three inches long, purple all over, without a trace of impurities, and the dew on its body was shining with the dew after dawn.

Qingyun took another needle from his sleeve, picked it up between his two fingers, and rolled it towards the snake's head, and the silver needle pierced into the snake's head, and the two were shaken and fell softly.

"Tell me why you're here, or I'm going to be polite."

The black dragon lowered its head, squinted its eyes and carefully examined Qingyun, it was already psychic, and it already had some wisdom, at this time it did not act rashly, but observed Qingyun.

"Still won't say? It's almost dawn, aren't you afraid for a while, you can't leave if you want to? ”

The black dragon groaned lowly, Qingyun raised his legs and walked towards it, the black dragon sensed the danger and immediately became vigilant.

"Have you thought about it?"

Qingyun's eyes were bloody, but the black dragon was entrenched, and the black scales on his body glowed with the newborn sun on the eaves, as if soaring into the sky.

A man and a snake are nervously facing each other.

"Who, who spoiled my sprouts?" Zhang Cuihua's backyard in the early morning also set up a few fences and planted melons, fruits and vegetables, at this time, all of them were withered by snake venom.

"Who is so bad that you destroyed all my vegetable seedlings?"

She was so angry that she put her hands on her waist, and with this imprint checked, sure enough, it was from Feng Qianxin's house, and she didn't know where she got the strength, she jumped into the wall at once, pointed to her backyard and began to scold: "I know ......"

Before she finished speaking, her body stiffened, and her face couldn't stop dripping with cold sweat, pulling her throat as if someone had cut her throat with a knife: "Snake!! ”

With that, he threw his head back and was silent.

The black dragon immediately rose to the sky, flew towards Zhang Cuihua, sniffed her face with a letter, and was really scared to death.

wanted to open his mouth, swallowed her into his stomach in one gulp, glanced back at Qingyun, and disappeared in an instant.

Qingyun slowly lowered his hand, a little scared in his heart, could it be that it came for the sake of his heart?

Suspicions began to arise in his mind.

Back in the house, he picked up the still sleeping Feng, packed up his simple belongings and left Jinhua City.

Feng Qianxin was still smiling at him when he woke up again, Qingyun felt that her smile was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen in his life, suddenly, she leaned over and spit out a mouthful of red blood that stained his eyes, Feng Qianxin fell into his arms, and his face gradually turned from pale to iron.

Qingyun hugged her tightly, took her hand and wrote over and over again in her palm: "Pour your heart, pour your heart ......"

Pour in just a pair of empty eyes, like a porcelain jade doll that is about to break.

"Pour your heart ......" Qingyun lowered his hand, called her name again, pulled the corners of his mouth, he wanted to laugh, he said: "I still have a lot to say to you, do you know, in that illusion, I dreamed of something?" ”

Feng tilted his heart and did not move.

He said: "It's not the rivers and lakes, it's not immortality, it's not every calculation for life, I dreamed of you, I dreamed that you smiled so beautifully at me in the sunset, so nostalgic, and there was a pair of children beside me, in the courtyard in the fragrance of flowers, playing farce, you slowly snuggled in my arms, you smiled and said to me, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son." ”

A tear slipped from Qingyun's eyes, and another tear flowed down, how long had he not cried, he used to think that he had no feelings, no sorrow, in this life, he was forbearing, but now he knows that it is not that he has no feelings, but that he has not reached the sad place at all.

No matter how much he endured, he couldn't help it after all, huge tears fell and rolled down from his eyes, and he couldn't stop it, he choked, how much he wanted to tell her, tell the woman in his arms, he Qingyun loved her, he loved her, but until now, he has never even confided a word.

He never said a word of love.

Heaven is cruel and wants her to leave with such regrets, and she will be silent, not even in an afterlife.

Chen Zixi once asked him if he would regret it one day, and he had avoided this question in every possible way, but now, if he wants to say that he regrets it, he can't exchange it for an afterlife!

Bang, Qingyun raised his hand and slapped himself, it didn't hurt, he raised his palm and gave himself a punch, it still didn't hurt, he raised his hand again, and there was no pain in a few palms in a row, and it took him a long time before he knew that his heart was too painful, and the pain of the skin and flesh was nothing.

Feng has no eyes, no ears, no voice, and now, even the feeling has been lost, the next time, what is lost, her life, or his?