The moonlight was faint, and a little candle flame leaked out of the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, reflecting two shadows and a chess table.

Knock knock. Wuyong knocked on the chessboard with a chess piece, and the woman on the opposite side came back to her senses and was about to fall, but was stopped by him: "You're going to lose the third game." His voice couldn't hear joy and anger, but Jun Luo was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, this drop was not, it didn't fall, and his hand froze in mid-air. Wuyong sighed softly, threw the sunspot into the chess cup, and said lightly: "If you are absent-minded, you don't have to force yourself." I see that you often look at the pear trees outside, but what do you remember from the past?"

Seeing that Jun Luo lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, Wu Yong didn't want to ask again, but his heart suddenly panicked, and before he could think about it, the words had already come out: "Something to do with your master?" The woman opposite looked up in amazement, her eyes were full of surprise and doubt, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she asked in disbelief: "Why do you say that?"

Wu Yong looked at her, lowered his head to pick up the chess pieces, and his voice was a little muffled: "You only mentioned him to me." ”

Say that he is a clever swordsman, say that he raised you and taught you, he blocked the sword for you until he fell into a coma, and you sealed the sword for him and never picked it up again.

The room was silent for a while, the only white chess left on the chessboard was as white as the pear blossoms in the courtyard, Jun Luo was silent for a while, and slowly spoke: "My mother likes pear blossoms very much, but I can't grow pear blossoms in my house, and my mother was very reluctant to have pear blossoms at home when she got married, so my father tried his best to finally let a pear sapling survive and bloom." Although I don't know how my father did it, the pear tree grew bigger and bigger, and the branches were thicker than the other ones, and when the wind blew, the petals fell on the courtyard. I have two brothers, one is eight years older than me, and the other is ten years older than me, and when I was a child, they always liked to take me to climb trees, and the branches of the pear blossom tree, when they climbed up, they shook for a while, like a winter sunset and snow, and it was beautiful......"

The woman had a faint smile on her face, as if she had returned to the time when she was a child playing with her brother, when her mother was leaning against the door in blue clothes, softly scolding them for being naughty, but her eyebrows and eyes were indescribably doting.

The head of the elder brother who was thrown into the air and the blue clothes that were red with blood suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, Jun Luo's eyes changed, and he sighed abruptly: "It's all over." ”

Wuyong covered the back of her hand, her hand was cold and strong, Jun fell back to hold his hand, and smiled faintly: "Everything will pass, in what way, it doesn't matter." As long as the moment is satisfied, it is enough. ”

"We still have a long way to go. ”

"Hmm. The woman closed her eyes and interlocked her fingers with him, and she seemed to like to hold hands like this, as if she had clasped the other's hand so that she would not lose it: "There is still a long time." ”

Two days passed quickly, these two days Wuyong and Jun Luo were together every day, with a pot of wine to enjoy the sunrise, sitting on the edge of the cliff listening to the waves lapping the cliff, walking on the beach to pick up shells, and playing chess with warm tea at night.

Today is the sixth day of the eighth month, and you should leave early tomorrow morning.

She was thinking about three hundred and wanted to come to see three hundred eyes, and Granny Gu also said that it was time to let three hundred out of the tower, so at noon that day, the two met in Fang Huaxuan of three hundred.

But I haven't seen her for a few days, but when I first saw her, she seemed to be a completely different person, she lost a lot of weight, she was still dressed in white, her eyes were clear and clear, but there were too many emotions, like a pigeon that was bound to her feet, and her sadness was faint, showing in the action of constantly flapping her wings.

"I said that my sister and brother are very compatible, and it seems that I will change my name to sister-in-law in the future. The girl poured a cup of tea for Jun Luo, and another for herself, and smiled. She looked around the room where she had lived for more than ten years, and the smile on her face was a little bitter: "I've only been in the Ice Condensing Tower for nine days, and now I feel so strange here. ”

Hearing the melancholy in the girl's words, Jun Luo took a sip of tea and said softly: "It's still more familiar, and it will ease up after staying for two nights." ”

"My sister is right. Three hundred nodded, no longer spoke, the two of them were silent for a while, just drank tea separately, and looked out the window at the flowers.

Wuyong didn't tell Jun Luo about Wufeng, but she had read the handwritten notes that recorded the origin of Wuzheng Villa, and knew that the sacrifice to the golden lotus, Wufeng's conditions were also in line with the sacrifice, although she felt sorry in her heart, she could only say that this was the best way.

Just like Granny Gu said, if there is no wind, you will not die, and if you die, you will have no Yong. An outsider and the owner of a village naturally choose the former.

It's just that no matter who you choose, it's painful for three hundred.

Since then, Fang Huaxuan has never been windless, there is his shadow everywhere, but there will never be him again. The deceased has passed away, but it is a punishment for the life of the living, Penglai is remote, it is difficult to have a man to help 300 heal the pain, even if it seems to be a powerful time, it will only make the love of 300 more moving by the years.

"Sister Junluo is going back to the mainland tomorrow, and my brother must be very reluctant. The girl in white suddenly got up and walked slowly to the door, she leaned against the door to see the fragrance of the courtyard, and said to herself: "I personally pruned the flowers here, but now I feel that no matter how you prune them, they are the same, and they are not so beautiful." ”

I don't know if when you leave, my brother will be the same as me now, looking at flowers colorless and tasting tea tasteless.

"Three hundred. Junluo walked up to her and hugged the girl's shoulder: "People live freely, there is no need to leave any regrets for yourself." ”

"But I know it's a pity, do you still have to continue to work hard?" Sanbai held her hand, and the corners of his eyes were red: "All the efforts made will not only make the final regret more regretful?"

Man is always greedy, and if I want to watch him die, I'd rather he never know that I love him.

Anyway, he only thinks of me as a sister, and never has anything else.

Then I can still deceive myself that I have never loved.

Jun Luo brushed away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "If you know that it is a regret, why don't you only focus on the next moment, at least this moment, it is not a regret; I don't know how many years from now, I don't know how many years later, I was worried about this matter, and there are many other considerations, and I dare not face the fact that I like your brother. Three hundred, I am the Longquan Sword Master, I will not leave the Sword Village, and your brother cannot leave Penglai, why are we not the two of us who know the regret you said? Don't think so much, it's good to be together, and it's fate to be separated. ”

"I don't have a sister, but I really regard you as my own sister, and my sister has experienced too many regrets and doesn't want to see you live the rest of your life with regrets. Whatever you do, you have to remember to do what you want. ”

The woman in red spoke earnestly, and Sanbai looked at the dark eyes through tears, and nodded slowly but firmly.

Night. Sleeping Moon Pavilion.

In the darkness, there was a gentle squirming sound around him, and Wu Yong lay down beside Jun Luo, and said softly: "Haven't slept yet?" The woman who turned her back to him said 'um' and stopped distracting: "It's almost dawn, what about the good routine of the big farmer?"

A pair of arms suddenly wrapped tightly around her waist, Jun Luo's heart trembled, the man's warm breath hit his ears, and on the eve of parting, she hid uncomfortably, and then heard Wuyong laugh at herself: "Throw it away." ”

The voice was so low that it made people lose their souls, and Junluo's heart palpitated fiercely, and she seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat, faster than ever.

Wuyong hugged her tightly, restrained his impulsiveness, and said with a wry smile: "When you leave tomorrow, I don't know when I will see you again." I've only known each other for half a month, but I feel like a half-life old friend, probably this is the so-called 'pouring cover as before'...... Luoluo, you are a mystery, I know I can't solve it, but I still can't help but try; ”

"In this life, I believe in you and live up to you. ”

Believe in you, live up to you. Jun Luo closed her eyes, and in the darkness, she couldn't see the two tear stains on her face.

She thought she wouldn't cry anymore, but she didn't expect that she would.

The woman in red choked up and didn't answer, but just grabbed Wuyong's hand, slipped her fingers into his fingers, and held them tightly.

"I believe in you. ”