Ending one

The simulation of the sixth life, it seems that it should not be any different for the Wind Festival. The same topic and the same mission determined that he must spend this life as a loyal minister, and come to the end of his life in a choice to serve the country loyally.

However, for a simulator who has long been discouraged and just wants to take the opportunity to enjoy life, and will almost certainly pass the exam, there is still a lot of loopholes to exploit in such a frame, at least before becoming a loyal minister, there are still twenty years of unfettered and restricted time, and the background can also be chosen within a certain range, and it is not difficult to live the life he desires for a few years.

So when preparing for the WTO accession setting, Feng Jinjie remembered a conversation with Zhuang Junxu when he first met.

The details in the words have long been inaccurate, but he still vaguely remembers that the person mentioned in the teacher's mouth is free and wild, smiling proudly at the prince, chic and graceful, and arrogant and unyielding.

Such a demeanor just made him fascinated at the time, and now that he thinks about it, he is even more enthusiastic.

A good man, if he can't live so heartily once, wouldn't he be responsible for this great life and the name of this man.

Thinking of this, the tide of thought in his mind fluctuated, and the pride in his heart soared, and the great life of poetry and wine in this life, fighting swords, rivers and lakes, seemed to be on display in front of him.

So, in this life, he chose to be born in the desert, starting from a small businessman, with his wisdom and courage, he created an unprecedented grand foundation in the business world; So, he invited guests, feasted celebrities, gambled on poetry and wine, competed in the wind and liu, had 3,000 diners, and good friends all over the world, as if he had become a masterpiece of the moment; So, his wealth and fame alarmed Liu Ming, and in the covetous eyes of the villain, he was falsely accused and imprisoned; So, for the sake of this style, he proudly waved his penny, preferring to suffer from prison, and would rather spend several times more gold and silver to transfer Liu Ming away, rather than grovel and bend his eyebrows to the villain.

So, on the road of fate that had long been destined in the dark, he met Lu Dongli.

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On this day, Zhuang Junxu walked into the monitoring room of the small building as usual, and turned on the screen that recorded the simulation of the Wind Festival without the slightest hope.

White light shot out from the screen, and what caught my eye was the incomparably familiar white clothes.

In the dim candlelight, the man stood with his hands in his hands, and his figure revealed endless freedom and calmness. He stood with his face light, his back hidden in the shadow of the candles, but just the brilliance of the white clothes was better than the candlelight in the room.

This scene was too familiar, so familiar that Zhuang Junxu was like being struck by lightning in an instant, and his mind was suddenly blank, and he couldn't move the slightest thought.

Until that sigh like a world away, over 10,000 years, over the past, over memories, into the ear drums, into the depths of the soul:

"Feng Gongzi, I'm slacking."

On the screen, I saw a person walking out of the back hall with a faint smile, with a green shirt and a crown, plain and warm.

Amazingly, it was Lu Dongli.

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Ending two

All the students who completed the simulation and stayed behind in the small building knew that Professor Zhuang was very busy.

Although Qingchen has resumed the simulation, who knows whether the three hundred years of rest will make him withdraw, or make him hurt more and hate him more deeply, and no one will know if he will hurt others and himself again, and make the already messy results worse; Not to mention Ah Han, every time the simulation ends, it is either suicide or mental explosion, and he has long been the number one monitoring object in the small building; Even if these two are aside, there is no shortage of willful and reckless masters in the other students, and if they are not careful, they will poke out a bunch of small leaks, and he naturally has to work hard to prevent it from happening.

All in all, Zhuang Junxu was very busy, from waking up in the morning to going to bed in front of the simulated live broadcast of this group of students, so busy that he didn't even have time to care about who Zhang Minxin was harassing, and he didn't even have time to glance at the screen of his most reassuring student, Feng Jinjie.

Naturally, he knew very well that he was running away.

He has never been too strong, and the blows have made him even more vulnerable, and how can he find the courage to face the last, most fatal blow.

Even though he knew that he would not be able to escape after all, the instinctive fear of despair and the nostalgia for hope still made him drag his tired steps and flee to the last corner that had not yet been swallowed by darkness, clinging to the last bit of warmth and lingering, and then helplessly waiting for the final verdict to come.

However, even when he was at his busiest and most tired, there would still be a lingering voice in his heart, relentlessly, like fate:

In fact, you already know the answer...... Let's face it, you can't escape it......

The more he tried to escape, the tighter the nightmarish voice chased after him; The more the voice shouted, the more he had to exhaust himself even more, bury himself in busyness and exhaustion, and want to leave all the pain and despair behind. Between chasing and fleeing, he trapped himself in a strange circle, the mental torture did not subside in the slightest, but the physical exertion became more and more intense.

His body was aging at an alarming rate, and in order to prevent his pain from being revealed, he had to change his body at an even more alarming rate, allowing his old and scarred heart to rotate in a shell.

This kind of torment seems to be endless, but in a trance, Zhuang Junxu would rather it never end.

Until that day, the answer was revealed before his eyes in the most unexpected way.

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On that day, everything was normal. Wu Yu, who had just returned from the simulation, was resting in the room, Zhang Minxin was watching Han's simulation with a smile, Zhao Chen was playing a game, and Zhuang Junxu walked out of the monitoring room rarely, and was sitting in front of the desk to grade Wu Yu's paper.

Until that terrible scream sharply pierced the peace of every corner of the small building.

There was an inexplicable shock in his mind at this miserable cry, and the sudden irresistible pain in his left chest made him bend down involuntarily. Before he could react, he saw all the screens on the wall flicker, replaced by shocking and inexplicable images.

On the screen, but seeing the cloak and the bloody Feng Jinjie, screaming and rolling on the school field. All of a sudden, in the entire small building, there was only the blood of that person, the pain of that person, the struggle of that person, and the howl of that person.

"Jinjie!"

"Jinjie!"

"Jinjie!"

Zhang Minxin exclaimed, and reacted first, Zhao Chen immediately threw down his helmet, and Wu Yu rushed out of the room when he heard the sound. In a series of exclamations, the three of them only stared at the screen blankly for a while, and they didn't notice Zhuang Junxu's abnormality at all.

I saw him stagger to his feet, his left hand propped up on the desk and barely supported his body, which was about to fall down at any time, and his nails were already broken because of the excessive force.

But he didn't care about the pain in his hands, just stared at the blood gushing out of the screen and the almost crazy expression of pain, and covered his mouth tightly with his right hand, blocking the almost silent screams in his throat, turning into a low muffled snort.

"Jinjie!"

He waited countless days and nights for this call; But when he finally called out, there was only grief and desolation in his voice.

He stared fixedly at the man on the screen, the madness in his eyes almost bursting out of his eyes.

That person, how many times in his previous life he had joined hands, how many times he was side by side with him;

That person has been abandoned and hurt again and again by himself, but he still has no complaints, just smiling and defending himself and comforting himself;

That person made him search and chase for thousands of years, but he fell into despair again and again;

That person, he has vowed countless times in this life to protect and make amends, but seeing that he is now suffering the greatest pain in the world, he can only stand in front of the screen and be helpless!

In his previous life, he had countless reasons, countless excuses, but he still could not hide the sin that was enough to burn his entire life. But what about this life, what about this life?

In this life, he kept saying that he would protect this life to be compensated, but only because he was desperate, because he was weak, because he didn't dare to face it, he left his best friend behind and into boundless suffering...... Ignore it, ignore it, so that today there is nothing to be done, and there is nothing to be done!

In the previous life, Lu Dongli personally pushed his best friend into the place of death, and Zhuang Junxu in this life sat and watched the catastrophe of his best friend but had nothing to do, which of these two people was more incompetent, which one was more deserving, and which one was more vain to be a friend.

Or, from the past life to this life, I have never been worthy of the mutual knowledge of the Wind Festival.

The low cry had been lost in the chaos, but the scream that was blocked in his throat seemed to rush down the way he came with a heart-rending pain. The tearing pain spread like a flame between the internal organs, and the blood in the throat spread to every corner between the teeth and tongue with a strong fishy sweetness.

Is it just a long, long dream, why is the blood red that should have dissipated in the previous life now re-pervading the eyes like a nightmare?

The student's shouts echoed in his ears, but he could no longer distinguish them; His answer sounded from his mouth, but he couldn't understand it anymore. He struggled to regain his sanity, but he rolled around for a long time in extreme pain, and what he caught was madness.

In the face of the tremendous impact, in order to protect his sanity from devastating damage, his powerful mental power instinctively tore his emotions and reason in half. His intellect is mechanically answering every question from the students, while his feelings are trapped in the boundless hell and cannot be reborn.

The only thing he could do was frantically call his previous life name in his mind and pray what he knew would not succeed.

Lu Dongli, hurry up, hurry up, I beg you to save him quickly, end all this quickly, I beg you!

He pleaded, he hated, he cursed, but in the almost endless waiting torn by pain, the one who was supposed to end it all still did not appear. When the only reliance has become the self of the previous life, when the impotence of the previous life is so naked in front of the eyes, all this seems to become a sharp blade, stabbing into the wound that has not yet healed in the memory.

In the endless torment, every second of waiting seemed to be extended into a thousand years of torment, grinding his soul into flesh and blood little by little, and every bit of guilt seemed to turn into thousands of sharp cones, stabbing his heart to smash at once—

He can't save or help the catastrophe of the Wind Festival; He had nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, he could only watch Feng Jinjie being destroyed by pain little by little, and watching himself being devoured by regret little by little......

Until the dark robe finally appeared in front of him.

"East Fence, East Fence ......"

In his ears was the call of the wind festival, and in front of him was Lu Dongli's trembling raised hand.

Zhuang Junxu stared at the screen, and the pain in his eyes almost poured out.

Lu Dongli, you bastard, what are you still hesitating about, what are you still hesitating about! He's calling you, he's been calling you, why don't you still give him a good time!

It's obviously just a matter of a moment, why is it so long now that people are breaking down, so long that people can't wait to go back to their previous lives and solve all this with their own hands, so that their best friends don't have to endure this inhuman pain anymore.

Lu Dongli on the screen finally fell, and blood was splattered.

Zhuang Junxu's whole body was shocked, only to feel that his body was controlled again, and he immediately rushed into the reincarnation room in three steps and two steps.

I saw that in the reincarnation room, with a flash of light from the head receiving machine, Feng Jinjie's body trembled violently on the seat. Zhang Minxin saw his movements for the first time and shouted: "He's awake!" ”

Zhuang Junxu looked at the wind festival on the seat, but he just shook his head gloomily, and felt sad in his heart: "Not yet, it's just because of the pain that makes the body move naturally." ”

A tingling pain passed through his heart, and he looked at the wind festival that was slowly calming down, and an inexplicable look of sadness and joy flashed in his eyes.

But...... It's good to be back.

As long as he returns, he can still make amends and atone for his sins. The road ahead is so long, and what you owe will be paid off one day.

With all his mental strength, he pulled his gaze back from Feng Jinjie with great difficulty, and turned his eyes to the other students in the room.

My heart is already bruised at the moment, but as a teacher, I still have to provide psychological counseling to these frightened students.

He sighed, "Okay, you leave one person to watch him, and the others come with me." ”

The three students looked at each other, and finally Zhang Minxin sat in front of the energy cabin, and the others walked out with Zhuang Junxu.

At the moment when Zhuang Junxu closed the door, there was a call from the room that Feng Jinjie was extremely weak, but it was still very clear:

"East Fence...... I hurt so much, I hurt so much...... Help me, save ...... East Fence ...... I'm in so much pain......"

Stumbling under his feet, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the most vulnerable place of his heart, a stream of blood in Zhuang Junxu's chest had gushed up his throat, and he was about to gush out.

However, he just gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood between his teeth and tongue with all his might, and then closed the door very calmly, and said to Zhao Chen and Wu Yu very calmly: "So many things have happened today, you go and rest first, and I will look for you later." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards his room, without looking back once, turning his eyes to see the closed door behind him.

When he walked into the room, he could no longer support himself before he reached the bed, and as soon as his legs went limp, he fell to his knees in front of the bed, blood spilling uncontrollably from his lips, and in an instant his shirt was dyed a shocking red.

He lowered his head, his eyes were as scattered as a wandering spirit, and the words only lingered in his ears over and over again:

"East Fence...... I hurt so much, I hurt so much...... Help me, save ...... East Fence ...... I'm in so much pain......"

He hid his face with his hands, and a whimper sounded in his throat that he didn't even understand.

Jinjie, Jinjie, it turns out that you are also a human being, in fact, you will also be in pain, in fact, you also want to be cherished, and you are also afraid of being given up.

But, but...... Why didn't I think about it until now, why did I understand it now?

Every time you are seriously injured, you are as if nothing happened, and every time you are abandoned by me, you understand and forgive, and even smile and comfort me. Is it because you are too strong, too forgiving, so strong that people forget that you will moan because of pain, and so tolerant that people will forget that you will also beg for warmth.

It's just that...... How can I forget, how can I forget!

Is it because you have given up too much that you will be weak if you forget it, or is it because you have deliberately forgotten your weakness that you can be more ruthless and give up on you?

How can people be selfish to such an extent, in order to be able to give up and be at peace with their hearts, and betray them as a matter of course, they can wipe out the pain and weakness of the other party with one hand, and then push the other party into hell without hesitation.

What qualifications does such a person have to be called a friend?

Extreme pain and self-reproach rushed to his brain like a burst, and under the strong impact, his already fragile mind instantly collapsed, and he only had time to cry out in pain before he fainted on the bed.

The last thought that crossed my mind:

Lu Dongli, I will never forgive you.

When Zhuang Junxu woke up, it was already late at night.

He sorted out his chaotic thoughts, sighed, stood up, and walked lightly into the room where Feng Jinjie was.

There was no one else in the room, only the still sleeping Feng Jinjie, and the murmuring call in the air: "East Fence...... East Fence ......"

Looking at his frowning brows in his sleep, and listening to his shouts that he still didn't want to stop in his coma, Zhuang Junxu's heart was sour, and tears were already in his eyes.

He walked quickly to Feng Jinjie's bed, gently shook his cold hands, forcibly suppressed the involuntary tremor in his voice, and called his name in the softest and warmest voice: "Jinjie, Jinjie, I'm here, Dongli is here." ”

Seeing Feng Jinjie's tightly locked eyebrows loosen little by little with his voice, his heart was filled with joy and sorrow, and he couldn't help but tremble and asked, "Jinjie, did you hear it, do you know I'm here?" ”

However, Feng Jinjie didn't answer him, but continued to mumble, "Dongli...... I'm in pain...... Next time, next time you ......"

Zhuang Junxu felt another pain in his heart.

Next? Next?

Is it the next time you hurt, the next time you give up, or the next time you don't hesitate to push your pain to death?

He held Feng Jinjie's hand tightly and said softly, "Jinjie, there will be no next time." I promise you that I will never abandon you again, and I will never hurt you again, okay? ”

His eyes were confused, but there was more determination.

In his previous life, he was just a powerless friend who couldn't do too many things to be autonomous; In this life, even if he is still equally powerless, such a society, such a world, can always allow him not to sacrifice anyone, and he can always make such a promise.

In the final analysis, Lu Dongli is still a bastard, but this bastard can finally have fewer worries and pay more, for himself, he can always be less helpless cruel, and for his best friends, he can also be less cold and cold.

Zhuang Junxu lowered his head, looked at his best friend's face, and smiled with tears in his eyes.

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Every night from that day on, Zhuang Junxu would sit on the edge of Feng Jinjie's bed, quietly accompanying him until dawn.

In his whispers, Feng Jinjie slept more and more peacefully, only occasionally uttering a word or two. When he was asleep, his voice was often as fragile and helpless as a child, and Zhuang Junxu always smiled faintly when he heard it, and then comforted him with the warmest voice until he continued to sleep peacefully.

Sometimes, Zhuang Junxu clearly felt that he was atoning for his sins and paying off his debts.

In his previous life, the helpless and confused will always be himself, and the man called Feng Jinjie will always comfort him and encourage him in the brightest smile.

And now, when Feng Jinjie is lying so fragile in front of him, it should be his turn to accompany him and protect him......

In this way, he spent the night with him.

No matter how cold the fate is, no matter how long the night is, these two figures sitting and lying down are enough to warm their entire lives.

In this night of waiting, it has been three years in the blink of an eye.

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Hearing the sound of a quarrel outside the door as expected, Zhuang Junxu in the monitoring room shook his head with a wry smile.

You guys still don't know much about Jinjie.

It has been some time since Feng Jinjie woke up, and Zhuang Junxu also knew very well that he would have to go back sooner or later.

No one knows better than him how he spent the three years of his previous life, and no one knows the character of the Wind Festival better than he does.

Because he is the Wind Festival, he will definitely go back.

I can't help but feel a little emotional, if I had lifted my spirits a little in those three years, I wouldn't have to destroy my future now. But after thinking about it, the things of time and space are extremely mysterious, and if the original things have changed by half a point, I am afraid that I will not be standing here.

He chuckled softly wryly. Even today, in order to be able to continue to exist, doesn't he have to give up again and watch his best friend sacrifice for himself again?

But......

If you cease to exist because you have changed the future, how can you repay what you owe and what you are disappointed again. Of course, the abandonment at this moment should not be, but if you want to exchange the sorrow of your best friend for the endless years in the future, you don't know if it is a greater selfishness and a deeper disappointment.

In order to join hands in the countless years to come, in order to make up for the unforgivable mistakes in the previous life, even if I feel guilty and uneasy, I can only stand and watch, waiting for the end of everything.

As he pondered, a sigh escaped from his mouth involuntarily. He came back to his senses for a moment and found that the quarrel outside the door had reached the point of being out of control, so he sighed and walked out.

Although I know that it is useless, as a mentor, I still have to talk about some scenes, and as a friend, I can't help but say some explanations.

"What are you doing in a heap, do you want to fight a mental battle? This is the main control room, if you break any important equipment, do you want to go home? ”

When the students heard his voice, they all stepped back to make way for him, and he saw the Wind Festival.

Ten thousand years passed lightly, and it was not until this moment that he saw that perseverance and perseverance again.

Jinjie, you're finally back.

He sighed lightly in his heart, interrupted his senseless emotion, looked deeply into Feng Jinjie's eyes, and said, "Jinjie, you are an adult." I am your mentor, and my authority is only to supervise your studies. Although your current choice violates both the rules of the school and the laws of the Time and Space Administration, because it will not harm anyone else, I will not force you to trap you. However, you also have to think it out yourself. After we travel through time and space, we can no longer use the original Vajra incorruptible body, even in the small building, your physical body is no different from mortals, and when we go to the human world, there are many restrictions on ......"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What is such a reason? Even if the sea is cross-current, and the sky is collapsing, can it stop the footsteps of Feng Jinjie looking for Lu Dongliang?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Junxu slowed down his speech, and his voice softened, clearly as if he was telling his best friend who was about to go away, where was there still half a sense of dissuasion: "Moreover, your current body is not the same as your previous life, and when you return to the world, Lu Dongli can't recognize you as Feng Jinjie." You don't get any help from Xiaolou, and you can't use the automatic positioning system and teleportation device, so you can only use the teleporter to teleport you out of the mountain and then you can travel on your own. The world is so big, with your own strength, it will be very difficult to find a person who hides yourself, and let him accept you after finding him, you have to be mentally prepared. Don't forget that you can't tell him the truth about Xiao Lou, or our central computer will destroy him in no time. The life span of a human being is very short, and in such a short period of time, the chances of success in this matter are no greater than that of digging a needle in the middle of the sea to find a wandering person aimlessly, to keep him safe, to make his life better, and to untie the knots in his heart......"

He paused, and looked at Feng Jinjie's eyes so complicated that it was difficult to distinguish: "Are you really sure that you want to do this?" ”

Jinjie, I already know your choice, so ......

No matter how much you admonish, no matter how much you retain, it's better to have a silent blessing in your heart......

Feng Jinjie smiled when he heard this, and there was no wavering in his eyes: "Professor, whether you succeed or not, in the sky, whether you do it or not, it is in me!" ”

Looking at the smile on his face, Zhuang Junxu nodded: "When it comes to this, I don't have anything to say." ”

He looked at Feng Jinjie, and there was a faint understanding and concern in his eyes: "You go." ”

Feng Jinjie was stunned, obviously not expecting to be approved so easily. He turned his head to look at Zhuang Junxu, and suddenly his whole body shook slightly.

Such a plain and warm look, as if it was, as if it was......

A series of unreasonable things flashed through my mind quickly: the guru was overly expecting the call that seemed to be there in his sleep, and the look in his eyes......

But he didn't have time to think too much. On the other side of the world, Lu Dongli is still wandering the world like a walking corpse, how can he stay and delay any longer.

Without hesitation, he turned and walked out, never looking back again, meeting the eyes that had been staring at him.

And Zhuang Junxu stood behind him like this, watching the back of Feng Jinjie until he completely disappeared from view.

He closed his eyes, and felt that his heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know whether to be relieved or worried, relieved or heavy.

Thousands of thoughts finally converged into an inaudible sigh.

Jinjie, this farewell year, but also cherished.

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It is said that it is a long time, but in endless life, it is just a moment.

When Feng Jinjie woke up in the small building again, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and I really didn't know what it was like.

There are some people who you cherish and have to part, and there are some things that you have to let go no matter how much you cherish them. The catastrophe of life and death is destined to have nothing in this earthly world to exist forever, even if it is a hand covering the sky, even if it is the Nine Heavens Divine Son, in the end, who can escape.

Throwing everything away from me in exchange for these decades, waking up at this moment is just a big dream. As soon as the limit of life and death arrives, this dream will pass like a mirror flower, who can hold it and keep it.

It's just that the warmth of that person seems to remain in the palm of his hand, the person's face seems to be still reflected in front of him, and the words of that person seem to still be in his ears, even if it is a dream, it can probably be treasured in his heart until eternity.

In the endless years to come, there will be no more him walking side by side, but as long as you remember, there was once such a person, hand in hand, life and death together, even if the night is deep, the winter is long, the heart is always warm.

Don't worry, even though you have left me, at least, I still have the color of the wheat field, and I can miss it.

Feng Jinjie sighed softly, but even he didn't know whether this sigh was nostalgia, melancholy, or safety.

He rolled over and got out of bed, just wanting to go out and laugh with his classmates to relieve the faint sadness in his heart at the moment. But as soon as he looked up, he saw an extremely familiar figure.

The man, dressed in a neat white shirt, stood quietly in front of the door. He smiled faintly, with some vicissitudes and loneliness, but still warm and elegant.

With such an indifferent, but seemingly unchanged smile that has stood in the wind and rain for thousands of years, he called softly, as countless times in the past: "Jinjie." ”

As if he felt something, Feng Jinjie was slightly shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help but stare at the man in front of him again, who seemed familiar and strange.

Reality and illusion, past and present, seem to be intertwined in one moment, and then, in the next moment, merge into one.

Feng Jinjie's eyes changed from stunned to confused, and finally turned into a trace of understanding.

It turned out that it was ......

He sighed lightly, with a little helplessness, but at this moment he didn't want to ask, didn't want to delve into it, just smiled brightly, and called loudly: "Dongli." ”

A fleeting surprise appeared between Lu Dong's eyebrows, but he only smiled back, as before.

Everything, as if nothing has changed, even though the streamer is passing away and everything is different, but at this moment, he and him seem to be still meeting for the first time in the county office, still side by side in the barracks, and still talking on the city tower.

Looking back, the thousands of years of mistakes, in this meeting and laughter, passed away like the wind.

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Write at the back:

In this article, there are too many people to thank (that's why I have to write it later, Khan).

First of all, thank you Fei Hong and Uncle Shui for their creativity, otherwise I would never have been able to write this article because of the incompetence of the plot. What's more, the inspiration was so good and so good that I still worry about whether it will ruin the story. In addition, the first ending was what Uncle Shui thought, and I originally conceived the ending two, but because Uncle Shui's idea was so amazing, I was really reluctant to use it, so I wrote it out.

Then I would like to thank Yin Yin for her unremitting efforts to urge the manuscript, review the manuscript, and assist me in revising it repeatedly during the months when I was constantly procrastinating and being lazy. Without Shayin's good vision and good opinions, this article will have many more loopholes and flaws. Especially at the end of the text, thanks to her helping me with my opinions almost word by word (cough, of course, all this comes at a price, I owe Yin another article...... Silence).

I would also like to thank Uncle Shui, Leopard, Angel, and Guzi for helping me read the text before I finished the manuscript and giving me confidence and evaluation.

Belch...... If anyone else misses it, please forgive me for my bad memory.

I wrote this article because I hope that the two confidants can always move forward hand in hand. It's not that I can't accept separation, and I appreciate the attitude of not being overly sad because of the inevitable parting, but if it can be eternal, let it be eternal.

Another purpose...... It's just a rare opportunity to abuse Dongli, sneering. It's hard to write about the same people of the Feng family.,It's even more difficult to abuse the East Fence.,So this opportunity is rare.,Of course, I won't let it go.。

Of course, despite all this nonsense, I'm not here to win the prize...... If you want to throw something, just come on......

In addition, there is another article later...... It's very thunderous, if you want to see it, please take lightning protection measures, bow, and retreat.

This article is thunderous, please take precautions.

In addition, Yin Yin stated that this time had nothing to do with her, so ...... Shoot at me!

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It is suspected that the jade man came

In the starry night, which is a bit blurry because of the lights, a small four-seater spaceship sped over the bustling city.

In the passenger seat, Feng Jinjie leisurely opened a bottle of red wine, watching the dark red wine flow into the crystal glass, refracting a strange brilliance in the bright lights. And the person sitting next to him, who was seriously piloting the spaceship, dressed in white, was Zhuang Junxu.

However, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him Lu Dongli at this moment.

But seeing that Feng Jinjie took a shallow sip in the cup, he turned his head to Lu Dongli and asked, "Your wife...... What do you think? ”

When Lu Dongli heard this, he unconsciously slowed down the speed of the boat, and after concentrating for a while, Fang smiled lightly: "Speaking of which, you may not believe it, Wu Zhi is a ...... Very traditional people. ”

"Tradition?" Feng Jinjie looked at Lu Dongli with a little surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

"yes." Lu Dongli nodded, and the smile on her lips was a little warm: "She is very quiet, and she likes to stay at home with me when she rests, even if she just sits together in a daze, she will feel very good." Our family never uses a food synthesizer because she can cook, stir-fry, and is willing to cook every day. She even mends her clothes......"

"The female celebrity who has been lost in the twenty-second century of the earth calendar? Wonderful, wonderful. Feng Jinjie put down the wine glass and smiled: "Dongli, this kind of woman can let you marry, it's really not a family, don't enter a family." ”

Lu Dongli deliberately ignored the ridicule in his friend's words, and continued: "Wu Zhi is now a civil servant in the government. She is very talented and usually doesn't like to talk, but when she expresses her opinions in a meeting, she always wins applause from the audience; There is never any thunderous means when dealing with official business, but it can always convince all parties. She's nice, she's really nice, just ......"

His voice suddenly choked, and the smile on his face slowly turned dark, and finally turned into a sigh on his lips: "It's just...... I'm sorry for her. ”

Feng Jinjie looked at him deeply: "You still can't forget Wanzhen." ”

Lu Dongli was silent.

Is it because the happiness she gave him was too warm, or because the disappointment he gave her was too sad, why would just a few years of gathering less and leaving more endure the washing of thousands of years?

Forgetting is naturally a kind of sadness, but remembering too deeply is not a kind of pain.

Feng Jinjie's eyes didn't know whether he was more sympathetic or helpless, but the words that came out of his mouth were calm and almost cruel: "You are always like this, for the sake of everything you have lost, you let go of too much of the beauty in front of you, and you have failed one after another." ”

A sudden sudden brake caused the spaceship to suddenly suspend in mid-air, but Lu Dongli's eyes were just looking straight ahead, and endless sadness and sadness poured out of it.

Many years ago, he couldn't let go of the death of his best friend, but he failed his wife for the rest of his life. And now, when he regrets and blames himself for the beginning, is he actually still rewriting the tragedy of the year?

Wanzhen, if you really have a spirit in the dark and see that I am still immersed in the grief of the past and can't extricate myself, will you forgive me, or will you resent me even more?

Feng Jinjie looked at him, rarely restrained the sharpness between his eyebrows, and just wanted to say something more, he heard Lu Dongjie say softly: "Jinjie, don't say it." ”

He sighed slightly: "I can't go to see Wuzhi with such emotions. She's very attentive and I don't want her to worry about me. ”

Turning his head to look out of the porthole, the pale yellow light from the house, his eyes were a little confused: "You're right, it's me who is too persistent, so in the end I can't catch anything, but hurt others and myself again and again." I really need to learn to let go, I really ...... I really don't want to regret it anymore. ”

Lu Dongli opened the hatch, walked up the stairs that extended next to the house, turned back to Feng Jinjie and smiled: "Come down, this is my house." Wu Zhi is still your wife in name, so be careful what you say. ”

"Alright, who am you?" Feng Jinjie's expression became faster than turning the page, and in a blink of an eye, it changed to that careless and free appearance. He waved his hand impatiently, and the smile on his lips was very subtle: "Come in and see your Wuzhi, I don't have the kind of interest to appreciate you holding hands and looking at each other with tears in your eyes." ”

Lu Dongli didn't think it was wrong, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned around and walked towards the door. Feng Jinjie looked at his back, but his expression quickly dimmed.

Dongli, you have always seen it better than anyone else, but even if you see it clearly, you are more stubborn than anyone else.

This time, can you really let it go?

He sighed in a low voice, but then collected his mood, walked out of the cabin, and followed Lu Dongli inside.

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…… I am sorry for my obsession.

Yes, this article is purely a personal obsession, and when I wrote it, I just said to myself, whether it is good or bad, write it out, and Nalan will not be afraid of how much he wants to abuse me.

So, it's all my fault, let's smash the cannon fire or something......

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As soon as Shen Wuzhi opened the door, she had unconsciously fallen into that familiar and warm embrace. The voice in his ears was so complicated that people couldn't tell the difference: "Wu Zhi, I miss you so much." ”

Shen Wuzhi sighed softly and reached out to hug her husband's waist tightly.

It's really hard for him, every time he separates, it's only a dozen days in him, but it's thousands of years in him. I don't know how he survived this thousand years of loneliness.

But it is only when he reunites after such a long absence that he expresses his love and thoughts so directly, otherwise with his old-fashioned and boring character, he is not sure if he really loves himself.

Yes, he doesn't know how to be sexual, he is always preoccupied, and he even has too many reservations in his love, but he still loves himself really, very hard.

Moreover...... She wasn't in a position to complain about anything. Don't you have too many reservations about your love for him?

Shen Wuzhi raised her head, stretched out her hand to stroke her husband's slightly thin cheek, and just wanted to say something, when she suddenly saw the man behind her husband who seemed to be smiling, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, and hurriedly broke free from her husband's arms quietly: "You said that you brought guests back for dinner, but you haven't introduced them to me yet." ”

Lu Dongli suddenly felt empty in his arms, and couldn't help but be stunned, but when he heard his wife say such a sentence, he immediately understood, turned his head and glared at Feng Jinjie fiercely, and then said: "Wu Zhi, this is my student and my best friend, Feng Jinjie." ”

Feng Jinjie has always been used to being casual in front of Lu Dongli, but at this moment, he is still looking free and easy, with a signature smile on his face, and nodded to Shen Wuzhi: "Master." ”

Lu Dongli just wanted to open his mouth to introduce Shen Wuzhi to Feng Jinjie, but when he saw that her body shook slightly, she looked at Feng Jinjie with blank eyes, and she was a little distracted, and couldn't help but ask with some worry: "Wuzhi, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Nothing." Shen Wuzhi came back to her senses at this time, but she was still a little distracted between her eyebrows: "I'm too busy with work today, and I'm a little dizzy." She smiled at the Wind Festival again: "The meal is ready, come in." ”

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…… I am sorry for my obsession.

Yes, this article is purely a personal obsession, and when I wrote it, I just said to myself, whether it is good or bad, write it out, and Nalan will not be afraid of how much he wants to abuse me.

So, it's all my fault, let's smash the cannon fire or something......

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"What is Mr. Wind's thesis?" At the dinner table, Shen Wuzhi suddenly asked. She tried her best to keep her face calm, but her slightly trembling voice still revealed the tension in her heart.

Lu Dongli glanced at his wife a little strangely: "Why call him so politely, just call him Jinjie." His thesis, like mine, was the choice of a loyal servant. He took a chopstick dish and put it in Shen Wuzhi's bowl, and there was a slight anger in his tone: "Why are you sick today, you don't even bother to move the chopsticks." ”

Shen Wuzhi responded with an "oh", lowered her head and ate a few mouthfuls of food, but her eyes showed a thoughtful look, and after a while, she turned her head and asked Feng Jinjie, her eyes flickering: "When Jinjie is simulated, have you encountered anything special?" ”

When Feng Jinjie heard this, he glanced at Lu Donglian, and then chuckled: "It's not nothing, it's just that I met a nerd named Lu Donglian, who also learned how to serve the country loyally, and went to the border to guard for a few years, and finally a trumped-up holy decree from the emperor came down, I didn't want to affect him, so I was obediently beheaded on the execution ground." He sneered lowly: "It's not the kind of bad drama where a faint king kills loyal ministers. He spoke easily, and his face was full of a playful smile, but his eyes stretched out, but there was a faint desolation and sigh.

Before he had time to make an impassioned speech on the relationship between ancient monarchs and ministers, he had heard a soft sound of "pop", but he saw Shen Wuzhi's right hand hanging in the air, her chopsticks falling to the ground, her body shook slightly, and she leaned on the back of the chair weakly, with a confused look in her eyes, surprised, confused, but more gloomy.

"Wu Zhi, what's wrong with you?" Before Feng Jinjie came back to his senses, Lu Dongli had already walked to Shen Wuzhi's side, and reached out to probe her forehead: "It doesn't look like a fever...... Jinjie," he beckoned: "You can help take a look, the spirit of Wuzhi has never been too bad, and I don't know what's wrong today." ”

"It's fine." Holding her husband's hand, Shen Wuzhi looked up and smiled gently, her slightly weak face was a little moved, a little guilty, and a little sad: "I said that I was too busy today, so I was a little dizzy, just sleep a little." ”

"Let's go and rest for a while." With that, Lu Dongli helped his wife up. A hint of pain flashed in Shen Wuzhi's eyes, but she still nodded weakly, and her husband helped her into the room.

When Lu Dongli came out, Feng Jinjie greeted him: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's probably just a minor problem when I fall asleep, but I'm still worried." Lu Dongli shook his head: "Jinjie, you can come again tomorrow morning." ”

"Is it still the same as last time?" Feng Jinjie smiled: "My medical skills are okay to bluff people in ancient times, but they are really nothing in modern times, why don't you just find a doctor?" ”

"If you want to find a doctor, she'll have to say I'm making a big fuss." Lu Dongli smiled helplessly and bitterly: "It's not early, finish eating early, I'll send you back early." ”

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…… I am sorry for my obsession.

Yes, this article is purely a personal obsession, and when I wrote it, I just said to myself, whether it is good or bad, write it out, and Nalan will not be afraid of how much he wants to abuse me.

So, it's all my fault, let's smash the cannon fire or something......

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The night was deep, and the soft moonlight like flowing water poured in from the window, shining on Lu Dongli, who was sleepless in bed.

He stroked his wife's Ruyun's hair with his right hand, looked at her frowning brow in her sleep, and sighed involuntarily.

Wu Zhi, married to a man who does not have a complete heart, have you ever been happy?

An uncontrollable throbbing pain swept through his heart, and he reached out and stroked his wife's brow.

Turnip, I really want to give you more, you know?

Maybe I'll never let go of her, but I'll try my best. Give me a chance, give me a little time, let me give you more joy, more happiness, okay?

Lu Dongli was staring at his wife's face, and suddenly heard Shen Wuzhi's dream-like words drift into his ears:

"I've found Jinjie, you know?"

Lu Donglian's heart froze, and he faintly felt that he had caught something, but he couldn't say it for a while, so he hurriedly listened quietly. I heard Shen Wuzhi's voice so far away that it seemed to come from another world:

"Jinjie is really a person from this world, he is very good now, and he always remembers you. If you have a spirit in heaven, don't worry. ”

Hearing the word "Dongli", Lu Dongli was like being struck by lightning in an instant, looking at Shen Wuzhi's sleeping face blankly, his mind was suddenly blank, and he couldn't move a finger or say a word.

Shen Wuzhi's voice was still very clear in his ears, but he couldn't understand it anymore:

"East Fence...... I miss you so much...... I saw Jinjie today, but he didn't have you by his side...... Where are you, where are you? ”

There was great pain in her voice, as if she was struggling in her sleep: "My husband...... He's a lot like you, but I'm sorry for him. I can't let go, I can't forget...... He was very considerate tonight, but I didn't even have the courage to face him. Can you tell me what I should do? What else can I do?

"I don't ask for much, Dongli, you know I've never asked for anything. I just ask you to see me in my dream, just one side, as soon as I wake up from the dream, I will continue to be my Shen Wuzhi, I will not hurt anyone, I will not betray anyone. But why don't you even do this, is it because you feel that Wanzhen is very strong and doesn't need you to comfort you? But do you know that no matter how strong a person is, there are times when he is weak, and there are times when he can't hold on? East Fence, East Fence! ”

Hearing the word "Wanzhen", Lu Dongxi's stiff body trembled suddenly, and his godless eyes gradually swelled with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

He stared at Shen Wuzhi's sad face in the silver-white moonlight, listened to her helpless call in the silent night, and suddenly smiled.

He smiled, in the moonlight, his smile was like an innocent child who had rediscovered his most beloved treasure, but with a smile and a smile, tears had involuntarily flowed down his cheeks, dripping down Shen Wuzhi's wardrobe, hair tips and face. In the silvery moonlight, the teardrops seemed to be pearls condensed by thousands of years of pain, beautiful and cruel.

Probably awakened by the slightly cool tears, Shen Wuzhi subconsciously reached out to wipe the wetness off her face, opened her eyes blankly, and what caught her eyes was her husband's slightly red eyes, full of tears, and a joyful smile that seemed to be back in the world.

In the next moment, she was tightly embraced by her husband and heard the words that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

"Wanzhen, Dongli is back."

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…… I am sorry for my obsession.

Yes, this article is purely a personal obsession, and when I wrote it, I just said to myself, whether it is good or bad, write it out, and Nalan will not be afraid of how much he wants to abuse me.

So, it's all my fault, let's smash the cannon fire or something......