I was not born, I was old, I was sad, and what is even more sad is that I and Dong Zhuo have been separated by thousands of years. If I had known early on that the ending of this story was destined to be a parting, would I still choose to meet? The funny thing is that God didn't give me the right to choose at all, and he took it upon himself to let me travel through thousands of years of time and space and meet people I should never have met in my life.

Fifteen years of getting along, fifteen years of love, how to give up?

He said that as long as it snows, it is Xiaoxiao's birthday.

He said that if other children have it, he will have a smile and a smile, and he will get more than others, all of which are better.

Because, I am his smile, Dong Zhuo's smile.

But now......

There was a tear in my eyes, and I crouched down and buried my face deep in my knees.

From beginning to end, the dust looked at me. After a while, he finally helped me up, lifted his sleeves as white as snow and gently wiped the filth from the corners of my mouth, not caring at all about the filth on his white clothes.

"Is it uncomfortable?" A slightly cool hand covered my forehead and probed it gently, and the complexion of the absolute fine dust changed slightly, and it was no longer the usual gentleness.

My face was blank, and my mouth was full of bitterness.

"My lord, the carriage is ready, and you can leave for Luoyang at any time." Suddenly, there was Baozheng's voice at the door.

Jie Xianchen nodded, and reached out to help me.

I shook his hand away.

My arm tightened slightly, and it was Zhao Zilong who pulled me behind me.

"If you don't want to go with him, just say it and I'll take you away." With his back to me, Zhao Zilong's voice sounded steadily, inexplicably reassuring.

I watched him silently, my throat burning like I couldn't speak.

"Leave?" Jue Xianchen laughed and looked at me, "Xiaoxiao, Dong Zhuo is dead, you can't go back to Taishou Mansion, the world is so big, where are you going to stay?" ”

Where? I looked up at the smiling sympathetic Dust, how cruel it was. I raised my lips slightly, yes, it's been fifteen years, and now, without Dong Zhuo's world, where should I stay?

"Xiaoxiao, follow me back to Luoyang." Jue Xianchen stretched out his hand and spoke with a gentle face.

I just looked at him and didn't speak. Dust? Maybe I should call him Wang Yun? This man, who was always mild-mannered, approached me with all his heart, and hibernated in Hedong for five years, and finally got his wish.

"Didn't you say I'm the nemesis?" With a chuckle, I finally spoke slowly, "Go back to Luoyang with you, aren't you afraid that I will defeat Dong Zhuo and then kill you?" ”

Hearing this, his eyebrows tightened slightly, and then he raised his hand and looked at the thing in his palm: "Perhaps, it would be better for you to lose this memory." As if he was thinking seriously, he spoke in a low voice, then looked up at me, and smiled gently, "Why don't you choose yourself, do you want to go back to Luoyang with me?" Or drink this and go? He raised his hand so that I could see the small bamboo jar he was holding.

My eyes focused on the bamboo jar in his hand, I grinned at my chapped lips, a trace of pain came from my lips, I stuck out my tongue, and hooked the fishy sweetness on my lips into my mouth. Is it this multiple-choice question again? Voluntarily, or amnesia?

That's a generous attitude.

Zhao Zilong stretched out his hand to protect me behind him, waved his scales in his hand, and said coldly: "This son is not like a person who practices martial arts, how can he be so confident that he can take her away from his own hands." ”

Absolute fiber dust does not know martial arts? I will be a little surprised, that day in the Taishou Mansion, I obviously saw him talking and laughing and killing people invisibly, and then I thought of the fact that Jue Xianchen knew pharmacology, and remembered the tragic situation of the person who was injured by him that day, it should have been poisoned.

Jue Xianchen laughed: "Childe really has good eyesight, he is a civil official, and he doesn't know the art of swords and guns." ”

"Why don't you get out of the way?" Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up and he shouted.

As if he didn't mind Zhao Zilong's attitude, Jue Xianchen laughed: "Childe is a businessman, and now that the person entrusted by Xiaoxiao is dead, this business will be over." If I'm willing to pay the honorarium, it's none of Childe's business, is it? ”

Zhao Zilong had his back to me, and I couldn't see his expression clearly. It's just that all of a sudden, I'm a little afraid of Zhao Zilong's answer, not afraid of anything else, just afraid of being betrayed, and the betrayal of Jue Xianchen and Ling'er is a nightmare for me.

And, in this nightmare, I lost Zhong Ying.

But what Jue Xianchen said is not completely unreasonable, Zhao Zilong is a businessman, in business, and now that there is no honorarium, he really has no reason to protect me unconditionally, and I am even just a fellow traveler who is not familiar with him.

"Makes sense." Zhao Zilong nodded and laughed, the gold thread on his white clothes shining.

I took a step back, dazed.

"Xiaoxiao, don't you want to go back to Luoyang with me?" With a faint smile, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to me.

The reverse scales in Zhao Zilong's hand suddenly picked up slightly, leaving a bloody mark on the white wrist of the absolute fine dust.

"Childe is reasonable, but it's a pity that today I, Zhao Zilong, am delirious and can't control my own hands, so I persuade Childe to leave early, so as not to become innocent and become my revenant soul under the scales!" Zhao Zilong's voice sounded faintly.

I looked at his back in a daze, a little stunned.

Jue Xianchen seemed to be slightly stunned, then withdrew his hand, gently stroked his wrist, and sighed: "Zhao Zilong? ”

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Changshan Zhao Zilong." Zhao Zilong opened his mouth coldly, but in my ears, it added a trace of warmth.

"Hehe, interesting...... Wan'er, it seems that you just heard you laugh and laugh Wan'er? Jue Xianchen's eyebrows raised slightly, "This Wan'er is the same name as the eldest princess of Luoyang now." ”

Zhao Zilong's back stiffened slightly: "Who are you?" ”

"Under Wang Yun, the official worships Situ." Jue Xianchen raised his hand and made a gesture, and said with a light smile, his white sleeves fluttered lightly in the wind, and the dust was indescribable.

I finally said it myself.

Such an immortal-like person is actually an official who lives above the temple, which is completely different from Wang Yun in my imagination. If I had been in the habit of judging people by their appearance, I would have refused to believe it, but here and now, I can't help but believe it, and all the previous speculations have unfortunately become reality, and he himself said it.

Zhao Zilong stood firmly in front of me, with his back to me, and was speechless for a long time.

"Do things for the queen below, if you obstruct Zhao Gongzi, I believe Princess Wan will be very troubled...... It wouldn't be so coincidental, the Wan'er in the mouth of the prince is the current princess, right? The voice of the absolute fine dust sounded gently, obviously a look as warm as jade, but at this time it was as sharp as a blade.

How much does he know about Zhao Zilong and Wan'er?

"What are you talking about?" Feeling Zhao Zilong's increasingly stiff back, I opened my mouth to ask, but I vaguely had an answer in my heart.

"Xiaoxiao is so smart, she should have guessed." Jue Xianchen smiled and hit the nail on the head.

I was silent.

"So, can you go back to Luoyang with me now?" Raising his eyebrows, he said, and then sighed again, "Wouldn't it be good for you to go back with me in the morning?" You have to be so naughty and make so many things. ”

As he spoke, he approached me step by step, but Zhao Zilong was still standing in place, with his back to me, and he had no intention of stopping him at all.

Pursed slightly, I think I should show my understanding. At least, he didn't betray me because of money, and now that Jie Xianchen is threatening his beloved, his reaction at this time is understandable.

After all, we don't know each other well, and for me, he has done his best.

If it were me, it would have been the same.

…… Jue Xianchen finally crossed Zhao Zilong, stood in front of me, and stretched out his hand to gently take me into his arms.

He held me very gently, as if he were holding a lost treasure.

"Let's go back to Luoyang." Pressed to my ear, he whispered.

My puppet is usually carried into his arms.

"If you had been willing to go back to Luoyang with me at that time, there would have been no today." Seeing me like this, he seemed a little unbearable, stroked my face, and sighed lightly, "Dong Zhuo is destined to die because of you, this is fate, don't be sad." ”

"Dong Zhuo's death...... Did you see it with your own eyes? I spoke suddenly, my voice so calm that there was not a hint of a wave.

"Yes." After looking at me for a moment, he nodded slowly.

Then, Dong Zhuo's death, you have made great contributions!

At this time, I was isolated and helpless, and the trip to Luoyang was unavoidable, and I had been forced to this point......

There was a sudden darkness in my eyes, and I clenched my fists slightly, and the corners of my lips were slightly curled.

Zhong Ying, I'll avenge you, okay?

If it weren't for the fact that you slashed that fat Taishou for me at the beginning, Ling'er would not have tried to seek revenge, if it weren't for me not listening to you, leading the wolf into the house and believing in the wrong case, then everything today may not have happened.

It's all because of me, and now I'm smiling and avenging you, okay? With a hateful heart, now I have no way to retreat, it is better for everyone to die together, and you will spoil me in vain.

You've always been pampering me, and now all I can do for you is revenge......

"Okay, I'll go back to Luoyang with you." Softly, I heard my own voice whisper slowly.

"Really?" I heard the voice of the dust, not as gentle as usual, with a hint of joy.

Then, my chin was gently lifted, and I saw joy in my eyes, which were always calm and waveless.

"Really." I nodded.

What do you rejoice in, and what do you rejoice in? I am the rakshasa who has come to take your life.

Gently pushing him away, I turned and walked out of the inn, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the shivering young man hiding behind the counter. Last night he was still rejoicing, last night he was still amazed by the immortals, and now, what is he afraid of?

"Girl, please get in the car." As soon as I got out of the inn, I heard Baozheng's voice.

I ignored it and looked up at the sky, and the sky was blue overhead. The warbler flies and the grass grows in March, when it is really picturesque, the mountains and rivers are bright, but it is just ...... There is no snow.

It's not winter.

Luckily it's not winter, and fortunately it doesn't snow.

The memory seems to go back to the winter when I was two years old, the heavy snowfall, the boy who promised to give me a birthday every snowy day, his long hair slightly messy, his brown eyes...... He can be fierce sometimes, but I'm not afraid, because ...... I'm going to eat him......

But...... I clenched my phone slightly, felt the tingling pain in my palm, and felt compassion in my heart, what does it feel like to have ten thousand arrows piercing my heart? It must have hurt. Is this one thing left in the whole body?

Only ...... remained. My phone?

God, don't snow anymore.

Because...... The nerd who gave me my birthday is gone.

What a nerd...... If not, what do you want to do if it hurts me for so many years? Don't even dare to touch me easily?

I looked up at the sky stupidly, and the bright sun burned my eyes.

The corners of the mouth pulled a sharp arc, which was the arc of laughter.

Look, Zhong Ying, I'm laughing.

Zhong Ying, smile and don't cry, don't cry......

"Smile, get in the car." There was the sound of dust in my ears, and I didn't look back, but lifted the curtain and sat in the carriage.

"Let's go." Bao Zheng raised his voice.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Zilong's voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, he had lifted the curtain and stood in front of me.

I looked at him and said nothing.

He reached out and put a small leather bag into my hand, it was my *silver arrow, the *silver arrow that Dong Zhuo gave me.

"I'm sorry." Three words low, his fist clenched, and then let go.

I clenched the silver arrow in my hand, and even felt my palm tightly embedded in the bowstring.

I finally laughed and said, "It's okay." ”

The carriage finally slowly left the inn and headed towards Luoyang.

Zhao Zilong has been standing at the door of the inn and watching the carriage leave, dressed in white and gold, holding back scales, but he is extremely lonely.

I suddenly wondered who that Wan'er was.