Chapter 80: The Ethereal Spirit
The farthest distance in the world, really standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you?
In fact, at a time when the depth and length of people's lovesickness are constantly shortened by the ever-changing new technology, the other party does not know or pretends not to know, and the love cannot be said or dare not say, and in the end it will only turn into a small regret in life, and it will not be painful for life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
It is not excluded that there are people in this world who are particularly affectionate, but rare animals are generally not discussed.
So, to sum up, the farthest distance in the world is really life and death.
Once the yin and yang are separated, no matter how turbulent the emotions are, they will be reduced to ashes like a bonfire that has suddenly poured a pot of ice water; Every effort or frustration you make in the future no longer has anything to do with that person; Whether you become a big star in the limelight, a small person who has become an ordinary ant, or even a peerless demon who kills people and sells goods, you can no longer touch the fingertips of the person you think about day and night.
That powerlessness flowed down the bloodstream into every cell, so that every piece of flesh and blood was subjected to a thousand cuts of a blunt knife.
Murong Cao turned his head in surprise, but burst into tears in the next second.
Yan Xiu stood behind her, with her extremely familiar smile, wearing a nightgown that she didn't have time to change on the day of her disappearance, which was a mint green specially picked by Murong Cao, this color was difficult to wear, but it just matched Yan Xiuxiu's pale complexion. There was a sickly flush on his face, and he looked like he had just woken up and had gone out of the room to investigate, fearing that she would go mad at work.
If it weren't for the fact that his entire body faded into a translucent image, if it weren't for the fact that his feet kept a small distance from the ground, if it weren't for the fact that there was no trace of vitality on his body, Murong Cao would be willing to deceive himself for him.
Seeing her crying, Yan Xiuxiu didn't look flustered, but just smiled and opened his arm.
Murong Cao wiped his tears as he moved over and hugged the image of the void.
Although Yan Xiuxiu did not leave a single word, Murong Cao knew that he had guessed correctly - Yan Xiu exchanged his life for her life.
Once she saw Yan Xiu flipping through an old classic book that was about to be broken and scattered, her curiosity rose, and when she got closer, it was actually a "Xuanshi Tips", and she laughed at him for a while, saying that he had read to the point where he was going crazy, and he even read this kind of book with relish.
Now that I think about it, it's the oolong that made the trouble in that book.
"Where's the book?"
Murong Cao asked with tears in his eyes, feeling distressed and angry in his heart, Yan Yuxiu, this half-, must have gone some crooked ways, even if he wanted to save himself, he didn't have to make himself like this, now that he is a ghost and a ghost, it is better to die cleanly.
"It's gone."
As if he didn't know her subtle emotions, he looked into her eyes calmly as usual, as if he could never get enough of it.
"How could it not be seen? You don't want me to see it, do you? But I have to see, how can I get you back if I don't study it well? Murong Cao wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry happily, but the embrace in front of her had no warmth and could not support her, so she had to hold back all her grievances and take out all her strength.
It's come to this point, whether it's crying or making trouble, it's useless.
Since Yan Xiuxiu has the ability to exchange her life for her life, she should also have the ability to find him.
"Xiao Cao, you know that I never lied to you, that book is really gone."
Yan Xiuxiu's eyes were as clear as the water in the heavenly pool, and he looked at the end at a glance, without a trace of variegation, nor a trace of concealment.
"How did you save me?" Murong Cao questioned in his eyes for less than three seconds before he fell, diverted his gaze, and skipped the question with a ridiculous answer.
"Fortune charms. The couple studs we wear on our ears are mutually sensitive, as soon as you have an accident, I knew immediately, I didn't think of any other way at the time, and the time was urgent, so I had to try, fortunately, it worked. Yan Yuxiu patted his chest as if he was a little afraid, "It stands to reason that I should have been destroyed." ”
The four big words of "Destruction of Form and Spirit" were like a roaring winter thunder suddenly descending on her ears, making Murong Cao's heartbeat stop for a beat, Yan Xiu's warm smile became a little dazzling in her eyes, and her pupils became darker and darker, and a hurricane was brewing.
A sneer pulled out of the corner of her mouth, and said, "It turns out that you love me so much, and you are willing to exchange your life for my life, I am really moved." ”
Yan Xiuxiu had never seen Murong Cao like this, and he didn't seem to hear the coldness in her words, so he followed her words and said, "Yes, I really love you." ”
Logically speaking, this should be a standard answer, but Murong Cao looked at Yan Yuxiu's eyes without a trace of guilt, and always felt that something was wrong.
Yes, this sentence is not a quick word to stabilize her petty temperament, but a simple declarative sentence.
It's like, Yan Xiu can't understand her current mood at all!
"I'm really happy right now." Murong Cao tentatively said a contradiction, you must know that her current mood is very complicated, and none of them can get along with happiness.
"You're happy, and I'm happy." Yan Xiu raised his illusory hand and brushed it past her cheek.
Another standard answer!
"Hud, look at me!" Murong Cao quickly compared the three numbers with his finger in front of his eyes and asked, "What is the multiplication of those three numbers just now?" ”
She used to play this kind of game with Yan Xiu often - if Yan Xiuxiu answered correctly, she would take the initiative to drag the ground once.
There were almost no times when Yan Xiu couldn't answer, and even once she said ten numbers in a row, Yan Xiu still gave the correct answer very quickly.
Three numbers, it's a piece of cake.
But Murong Cao clearly saw Yan Xiu in front of him, and there was a confused expression.
He can't capture the emotions of others, nor can he generate new memories, and he can answer all questions, but only "in life" memories.
Or, there are many kinds of ghosts, and it seems that the current speech is not the kind that has an autonomous consciousness.
Murong Cao was silent, and grabbed the illusory hand a little anxiously, as if as soon as he let go, her him would disappear.
"Will you disappear?" She muttered, her expression sad.
This time, as if he understood, he "patted" her head with his other hand, and replied gently, "I will always be there." ”
Murong Cao's heart was like a thirsty fish seeing water, and most of it was healed at once.
The remaining half is left to time.
It's good to be able to stay all the time, which means that I also have a chance to find her words and rest.
When the poor Bi falls into the Yellow Spring, there is always a mysterious technique that can make him "really" return to her side.