Time flies, time passes. Time flies, the white horse flies, fleeting, will not stop for anyone to pause, what does it leave behind, it is reflective and confusing.

Some people say that it is time, which leaves me with that unbearable past!

Some people say that time has left nothing, and it ruthlessly deprives the good times of love!

Some people say that time is a diligent mentor, and it is it that makes me understand the preciousness of every ordinary moment in life!

Some people say that people who don't cherish time have life as a luxury and a punishment for him.

Some people say that life is a shuttle of time, fast, too cruel, too unpredictable, and unpredictable.

Some people say that time has brought me a period of tormented pain, which has made me sensitive, sensitive, stronger and unyielding.

Some people say that the time that comes in a hurry runs through the entire vigorous lifeline, making me live every second and every minute to the fullest.

Some people say that time is wantonly crossing my wheel of life, and it is its cold-blooded and ruthless that makes me cherish the hard-won life even more, and cherish the people and things in front of me.

Behind the emotion of the ruthlessness of time, people do not discover their unrighteousness and ignorance, shouting and complaining about the unfairness of time, but they do not find their cowardice and laziness, ignore the existence of time, but never examine their own position and situation.

In an elegant courtyard, under the two towering giant trees, a down-and-out figure leaned on the trees, unable to sit on the ground, letting the wanton golden three-pronged leaves fall and be buried.

This person is Ji Wuchen, who lost Xiao Yanran, and he is immersed in the boundless abyss of grief all day long and cannot extricate himself.

Ji Wuchen looked haggard, unkempt, with a full beard, his eyes were empty and misty, and he stood still like a dead man. The whole body is extremely sloppy, showing the color of decadence. Day and night, with wine as a companion, drunk and dreaming of death.

"Grunt-grunt..." His face was slightly red, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and his hand holding the wine jar was a little disobedient, almost stiff, and the frequency of pouring wine was not slow.

Boiling liquor into his throat, accompanied by a violent cough. The body trembled violently, the rather handsome face was flushed, and the eyes in a trance were filled with tears.

The wine that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, trickling down his neck and soaking a large piece of clothing, he ignored it.

In the past few months, Feng Yuzhen has been here several times, and each time he has a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, he is extremely angry, and he brushes his sleeves away.

Tiger Spirit and Chu Lao also secretly watched several times, stopped for a moment, looked at the lost Ji Wuchen and shook his head and sighed, and then turned to leave.

The heavy night seemed to be a boundless thick ink smearing heavily on the sky, leaving not even the slightest glimmer of light.

The whole courtyard was silent, with the occasional breeze blowing, and a violent sound of pouring wine suddenly sounded, breaking the peace.

The cluttered empty wine jars around them silently tell of the boundless melancholy and desolation.

He was already a little unconscious, almost unconscious, and his whole body was confused, silent, living alone in the memories of the past, and from time to time pouring strong wine into his mouth.

The clear and hazy shadow in my mind lingered and came again. That smile has long been deeply imprinted in my heart, vivid, and unforgettable.

The two of them have worked together several times as if they were walking on thin ice in the abyss, wandering back and forth on the edge of life and death, pacing back and forth. After being frosted and snowy, he is still indomitable, sharing weal and pain, looking for that glimmer of life, and struggling to come out.

The sweet affection of the past, the vows that come when you open your mouth, and the tenderness that you can get at your fingertips, are just the hypocrisy under the hateful face, like a flash in the pan, worthless.

All of this seemed to be a big joke on him, completely shattering his will and spirit.

The sky fell, the earth sank, and he lived alone in the ruins of ruins, especially fragile and powerless. In the middle of every lonely night, hiding in a dark corner, secretly tasting that deep sadness and misery. Lonely souls covered in bruises sink forever in an endless sea of pain.

"I don't, it's you who shelter me all the way, and this time it's my turn. Even if I die, I will die with you. "A peerless face with pear blossoms and rain, with strings of crystal tears, sliding down her cheeks. The light in the beautiful eyes is blazing and unwavering.

The screen turns.

The dim moonlight shines through the window lattice, reflecting the scene.

Two blush flowers floated on a beautiful face, and the eyes were full of autumn waves, all of which were affectionate.

A pair of jade lotus roots wrapped around his neck and slowly spoke: "Time flies, how can it be wasted." It's easy to get old, how can you be old. Depend on each other, don't part!"

Ji Wuchen couldn't believe all this in front of him, it was too cruel for him, and he would rather live in the past when it was as tender as water.

Immersed in the memories of the past all day long, the beautiful pictures are like the film of a black and white movie, replaying in my mind with nostalgia and slow speed. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but appear a smile, he didn't dare to move, let alone blink, afraid that in the next second, hot tears would gush out endlessly, flowing like a river.

The air is filled with a strong nostalgia and heavy sorrow, and the fallen leaves mourn for it, flying and falling in the air.

The night is ignorant, he doesn't know sorrow, the breeze is ignorant, he doesn't know loneliness, even if he is in pain, he can't cry out loud. The endless grief in my heart can only be vented with wine, and I can release it undisguisedly.

Feng Yu Zhen stepped on the darkness and landed not far from Ji Wuchen.

He was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and patiently advised:

"The alien race is eyeing and ambitious, and in the near future, it is bound to make a comeback, and I am in the middle of the thirty-six heavens and great rivers and mountains, can I just let them trample on it?"

"When are you going to cheer up and do your little bit for this Pure Land? ”

"Hahaha. A burst of bohemian laughter raged through the courtyard.

"Even the beloved woman has abandoned me, and I can't keep it, how can I keep an inch of this splendid river and mountain. Ji Wuchen said casually, but his words were full of sadness.

After speaking, he poured a few words of strong wine, was silent for a moment, and then said softly:

"There are many living beings in this world, there is no more than me, and there is no less than me. Even if the sky falls and the earth falls, what will I do? ”

Ji Wuchen had a posture of staying out of the matter, but let Feng Yuzhen's anger breed and make waves.

His face turned red and turned blue, his silver teeth were gritted, and his eyes flashed with an uncontrollable rage, as if igniting the air around him, becoming more and more violent, raging and reverberating.

The gentle and elegant face is lit but it feels particularly strange.

He stared at Ji Wuchen, who was like a puddle of mud, and was speechless for a long time.

The silence in the courtyard was as deathly, and the breeze seemed to be afraid of touching the moldy head, causing a fire on the body, and no longer swept by.

Feng Yuzhen snorted coldly, was angry, and turned to leave.

He was lucky, but he still had expectations for Ji Wuchen, and he tirelessly came to talk hard several times and enlightened him again and again. Hearing these words, it was as if a sharp blade was inserted into his heart in an unsuspecting manner, his heart was extremely painful, he was disappointed, and the illusions he had about Ji Wuchen collapsed in an instant, and he was discouraged, so he gave up.

"All thoughts are gone, carefree and joyless, only accompanied by wine, drunk and dreaming of death. ”

A hysterical roar rang out suddenly, completely breaking the dead silence of the courtyard and echoing in the boundless night sky.