The bedroom is not big, after all, there are already three entrances outside here, even if the Xie family is rich, it is not enough to say that every room is built so spacious and spacious, but in the decoration of the corner ornaments, you can see everywhere what is the heritage of the family.

Everything in this house is a good thing, the blue and white porcelain produced in Jiangzhou in Liangguo, and the Huanghuali dresser made in Jin, not to mention its own value, just the cost of thousands of miles to transport it is an astronomical amount.

At this moment, in the house, in the charcoal stove used to dispel the cold at night, the briquettes have all been extinguished, and all have been burned to the same gray, but there are not many cracks on it, and it will not fall ash, and it is obviously not ordinary charcoal.

The window on the side was slightly opened, not even supported by wooden poles, and naturally there were wisps of cool breeze, which continued to pour in from the outside, and the lily pattern painted on the wall behind the bed was so pure.

She was on the bed, still wearing the floral dress that was as white and flawless as snow last night, and the pale blue futon with orchids hooked on the bed, but she had just dragged it to her waist and covered it.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fit neatly on her eyelids, and she lay on the cold edge of the bed at the head of the bed, one jade arm was still holding the quilt, and the other hand hung down weakly against the edge of the bed, and a bloodstained knife with a sapphire embedded in the handle fell under her hand, and as for the blood, it had already flowed all over the ground, because after a night, the blood stains on the ground had gradually dried up, showing a dark red, which was one of the reasons why the smell of blood in the house was not as strong as normal.

But the smell of the fragrance is bursting, but it's a pity that the people are gone.

"Boom!"

The wooden door was opened just now, and Gu Xuan, who was standing at the door, suddenly knelt down weakly, he held the door frame with one hand, his only eye widened, and his mind was chaotic at this time, and he didn't know what to say or what to do.

Because it can be judged from all the details that she has left quietly, this point does not need to be confirmed by him anymore.

After thirty breaths, his face was already dull, and he was as sluggish as a zombie, so he slowly moved his knees, made a slight "rustle" sound, and little by little, crawled to her bed, lowered his head, and looked at her tranquil, as if he had fallen asleep temporarily.

Silent, silent, everything, silent.

The two tear stains on her face are especially there, obviously she has been crying for a long time, but at this moment, from her face, there is no trace of grief and pain, maybe at the last moment of her life, she finally got the relief she wanted, or maybe she just didn't want her favorite "Brother Xuan" to see her so unbeautiful and full of resentment later.

That's why she didn't choose a more direct one-foot white silk, nor did she choose anything like charcoal, poisoning, not to mention other, more bloody methods, nothing.

She didn't want the last impression she left on him, a frightening and ugly look, and she was not afraid to leave, only afraid that he would hate herself even more because of it.

It can be imagined that just after Gu Xuan left, in the night last night, she was alone, just her, in this small, lonely room, enduring the torment and helplessness, sadness and hesitation surging in her heart, as well as the natural fear and pain that arose when her young life was gradually disappearing with the flow of blood.

Because of the blood flowing too much, she was cold, even if there was a charcoal fire in the room, it still couldn't stop the cold from the inside out, so she had no choice but to drag the quilt on the side to cover herself, but because she really had no strength later, she could only temporarily drag it to her waist and stop.

She simply left, but the death that was most terrifying to the living beings did not leave any conspicuous traces on her body, but her face became whiter and whiter because of it, and people couldn't help but feel pity.

On the dresser, there was not a word on the stack of pages left on the side of the rouge box, and the ink had dried up, but in the charcoal stove next to it, there were vague traces of ashes produced after the burning of the pages, but they were deliberately messed up and could not be repaired at all, so as to get the content on it.

Thinking that she actually had a lot to say, so she wrote it down, but she still couldn't say it, and she didn't think about leaving those hypocritical words in this world, because even she didn't know if that person could still listen to her.

Gu Xuan slowly stretched out his hands, holding her right hand, which had lost its pulse and was covered with blood, and then slowly lowered his head, using his forehead, feeling the coldness of her arm, and the despair at the last moment, he silently grew his mouth, and the whole person knelt on the ground, trembling gently one by one.

The room was still silent, because the person who really hurt was silent, he had no one to talk to, no one to pay attention to, he just couldn't help it, his brain began to recall on its own, recalling a lot of details that he had never noticed, or was willing to pay attention to.

Her joy, her sadness, her attachment, her pain, and her deep despair at that moment, he wanted to understand, he wanted to know why.

In fact, it is not difficult to empathize, at least for some people, it is not difficult, the difficult thing is who will be willing to do this.

After all, who doesn't want to do whatever they want, live the life they want without taboos, and get the happiness they want?

But if you want to think more about others, you will have to suffer more grievances, but if you think less about others, you can enjoy the gifts of life with peace of mind, in fact, this is true, because everyone is self, even if it is for your own good, it is also self, it is just to satisfy your own so-called kindness.

When he really began to think about these questions, began to search, and recalled the details that he had overlooked, he finally realized that he was all wrong, and every word he said to her, even every word, was actually wrong!

From the beginning, it was all his self-righteous good, but he didn't know, at least he didn't know at the time, for her at that time, this was tantamount to a dose of intestinal poison, which corroded her last hope, from head to toe, from the outside to the inside, vividly and unstoppable.

Gu Xuan didn't know at all that there were only two people she could rely on in this world, one was her own brother Duanmu Shuofeng, but now because of the war between the two countries, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and the other thought she would accept her lover, but in such a ruthless way, she pushed herself away and said something like that.

In fact, if it is an ordinary woman, she may be able to persevere, after all, life has too many other hardships for them, and they are stronger, but for Duanmu Nanli, these two people are gone, and her world is dark and hopeless.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been living under the protection of Duanmu Shuofeng, retaining a pure heart, in the eyes of outsiders, she is so simple, kind, sunny, but at the same time she did not feel the suffering, she did not feel the warmth that the world gave her from other aspects.

No matter how other people are, it will be difficult for them to enter her heart again, because she already has a standard for comparison.

Sometimes it feels like such an unreasonable thing, some people have faithfully accompanied you for many years, and in the end they are just dispensable passers-by, some people have put your heart on him since the first time they met, some people are beautiful, but you can't be interested in the slightest, some people are mediocre, but in your eyes, they are full of shining light.

But last night, all the lights in her world went out.

I want to destroy

It's not hard for a person, an extremely bad day, it's enough.

Was it all a spur of the moment?

Or is it the pain that after much deliberation still feels hopeless and wants to end immediately?

It's like the embers of paper that have disappeared into the coals, she actually has a lot to say to the world, but she finally chose to give up, because there is really nothing more to say, and he has already said what should be said.

Walk cleanly, just as cleanly.

Asking but not being able to do so are all human suffering, and everyone has the right to freely choose to deal with this pain, whether to accept it calmly, or to sigh helplessly, whether to scold the injustice of fate, or to hate the happiness of others, or to choose not to face it again, it is just different from person to person, there is no distinction between high and low, and a calm warrior is not necessarily much nobler than a coward who does not want to face it.

Gu Xuan bent his waist and buried his head in front of his chest, in fact, he never cried, not that he was not sad, but that he really felt a pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

This kind of pain is invisible, because you can't touch it at all, but it is tangible, because at this moment, it feels so real, as if there is really something in his body, heavy, oppressing his heart and blood, making him breathless.

And the pain of nothingness is far more profound than the real pain, because the wounds on the body will always scab, but the scars in the heart will never heal, precisely because it is formless and formless, so once it occurs, it is difficult to be eliminated.

He fell to his knees, and a sense of powerlessness enveloped him deeply.

It's like that night, he knelt on the ground, howling and crying, but chose to watch Han Ruying go away, this is all the same reason.

The most desperate thing is that it is never about failure, but about what I could have done better.

Yes, if she had done better, Ruying would not have been lying on the bed now, she chose to close her heart because that night, she saw herself, and because it was not Wu Heng, not Li Shengxie, not Ashina, but him Gu Xuan!

It was no one else who caused Nan Li to choose to leave this world in this way, it was him Gu Xuan, he was the real murderer!

Those who don't save when they see death are definitely more hateful than those who really do it.

He grabbed the floor tiles with both hands, until his nails turned up, and he didn't stop, he wanted to vent, but he couldn't vent, he didn't dare to disturb her, everything was only done in silence, only ten blood marks, connecting the ground and him.

There is nothing in this world, more guilty than its irreparable mistakes, it is difficult to reunite the broken mirror, because the repaired mirror is no longer the original one, the missed time, can never be turned back, the person who missed, will never be seen again.

Gu Xuan raised his head dejectedly, his eyes were misty, but he looked at her pale cheeks very seriously, and his expression was already extremely sad.

She is still so beautiful, and perhaps it is at this moment that he can finally appreciate her beauty from the heart, not just a dry "you are thin".

Yes, she is indeed thin, he can't help but recall the first time the two of them met, the bright girl who had just grown up, and when they met again in Qiliancheng later, that lovely girl, what was it that would destroy her like this?

It's the love that makes her so bright and lovely.

He couldn't help but wonder what he would say to her if she suddenly woke up at this time, or if he suddenly realized that it was all just an illusion?

He didn't think about it for long, and he already had the answer.

He tilted his head, his eyes were no longer the one in front of him, and a hint of a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the former girl again.

He closed his eyes and kissed him earnestly.

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