The fiery red clouds became Qiqi, like splendid silk, the geese returned to their nests, drawing a tail mark in the sky, on the top of the mountain, twelve stood silently by the firewood, stretched out their hands to take the torch in Mingye's hand, their arms were stiff, and they couldn't light it.

I still remember that at the beginning, she was a newcomer and didn't know anything, a completely unfamiliar place, only she, who accompanied her every day, would confront the guards of Sima Mansion for her orders, and was beaten until she vomited blood and was seriously injured.

She wanted to leave the mansion, and she accompanied her all the way, obviously so timid that she would scream even when she saw a dead body, but she endured it, followed her on the verge of death again and again, and grew up in the fierce battle without the slightest complaint.

When she is thirsty, she will considerately serve a bowl of tea, when she gets up, she will be the first to send washing tools, and when she is practicing, she will be reminded to rest more,......

But after today, no one will talk in her ear, and no one will really think about her.

"Lan Xin ......" from the chest cavity of the astringency, along the limbs and hundreds of bones into the blood, surging into the eye sockets, I don't know if the torch is too dazzling, so that the corners of Twelve's eyes also faintly have a thin layer of water, the five fingers are held together at the side, the back of the hand is green tendons, criss-crossed, and the finger bones are white.

I'm sorry......

I haven't cared enough for you all the time.

I'm sorry......

I've always been enjoying the gentleness and thoughtfulness you give.

I'm sorry......

He has taken your loyalty, but has never told you the truth.

Even when you die, you never know that the man to whom you are loyal has long since died.

In the future, she called to her, but no one answered.

A tear slipped silently down the twelve delicate faces, submerged into the ground under her feet, she waved her hand, the torch spun twice in the air, and fell straight on the firewood, everyone was burning, the fire was like a fierce beast with a bloody mouth, and soon engulfed Lan Xin's petite body.

The clatter of firewood exploding, the sparks beating, and the fire burning.

Qiu Lou couldn't restrain himself any longer, squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and cried loudly, "Lan Xin...... Lan Xin!!"

She roared and screamed hoarsely, as if she wanted to vent the sadness and pain in her heart, and she couldn't stop shedding tears tomorrow night, looking sad.

Only twelve, with a cold expression, stood arrogantly in place, staring at the fire in front of her with a pair of eyes, watching it engulf Lan Xin's figure, watching it burn Lan Xin's limbs little by little, she just looked at it, and didn't let it go at all, as if she wanted to remember it all in her mind!

Good along the way......

When the fire burned the entire firewood, Twelve slowly closed his eyes and said silently in his heart.

When the fire was extinguished, it was already a moon branch, and the cold moonlight sprinkled wantonly on the ground, sprinkling a clear glow.

The twelve lonely figures stood dumbfounded beside the pyre, already full of charcoal, stiff, like a petrified sculpture.

"Master?" Ming Ye choked up, raised his hand, wiped the tears on his face, his eyes were red and swollen, but he was no longer crying hysterically like Fang Cai.

Qiu Lou was almost lying flat on the ground, her chest was rising and falling, her emotions were almost broken, and she cried the most fiercely, as if all the tears in her life had fallen out today.

I never knew that the people around me would leave forever, and that feeling would be such a torment.

"Help me pick up the ashes. Twelve's voice was a little hoarse, she took out an empty black jar from the ring, walked to the pyre, there was still the temperature left on it after the fire, warm, as if it was Lan Xin's body temperature, Twelve carefully found Lan Xin's bewitchment from all over the place, and put them all into the jar.

"Man, it's strange that when he was alive, he was so big, and when he died, you see, there was only so little left. Twelve's expression was gloomy, and he pointed to the jar that only contained half a box in his arms, his eyebrows were dyed with sadness, his eyes were dark, and his body was shrouded in a dead silence.

Ming Yan looked at her like this, his heart was clenched, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

Among the three, only Twelve and Lan Xin have the deepest feelings, but she is also the calmest one, not as earth-shattering as Qiu Lou, not as hysterical as tomorrow night, and even tears, they have never seen her drop a drop.

But this doesn't mean that she doesn't feel uncomfortable, she can see that Twelve is sad tomorrow night, he sighed slightly, and said: "Master, it's going to be cold, let's go down the mountain." ”

Qiu Lou wiped his tears, and a carp jumped up and rose from the ground, "Yes, Ruyi, let's go." ”

lest she be hurt here.

"Well, let's go. Twelve bowed slightly, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, under the moonlight, it was even more cold, he went down the mountain road, walked for an hour or two, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, led the horses, the three of them quickly whipped their horses, and returned to the inn, Twelve told the two of them to go back to the room by themselves, and when the door was closed, she beckoned Xiao Er, who had been lying on the wooden table to rest, to wake up.

"Bring me a jar of good wine. Pulling out the gold coins from his money bag, his mind was still on the table, and Twelve commanded in a cold voice.

"Guest officer, it's so late, do you still want to drink?" Xiao Er rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered hazyly.

When I saw who the person in front of me was, my back was cold, where was there still a little sleepiness? I jumped up directly from the bench and said, "Yes, yes, the little one will do it immediately, and I will do it immediately." ”

"Well, the action is sharp. Twelve nodded, walked up to the guest room on the second floor, squeaked open the door, the room was empty, the quilt was still folded before she left, the bed quilt had not been replaced, and even the washing tools were placed in their original positions, Twelve put the black jar containing the ashes on the table, and rarely had the mood to cultivate, sitting on the wooden chair, his head slightly raised, his eyes half-closed, and the sad look in his eyes was gone.

Lanxin ......

As long as she thought of her smiling face, Twelve's heart ached, and her chest seemed to have been chiseled by someone to make a big hole, and the cold wind whistled in and out of it unscrupulously, so cold that she shivered all over, and her lips and teeth trembled!

Xiao Er soon knocked on the door, holding two jars of high-grade daughter red with each hand on the left and right, and covered the mouth of the altar with a red cloth, he shook the rag on his shoulder, and said with a courteous smile: "Guest officer, you use it slowly, if you have any orders, you just need to say it, and the small one will be ready for you immediately." ”

"Take it. "Twelve You threw out a small bag of gold coins, about forty or fifty, which was a tip for the second child.

Xiao Er hurriedly took it, laughing so much that his face was wrinkled, his eyes narrowed into two slits, and he nodded and bowed towards Twelve, as if he saw the God of Wealth.

"Get out. Twelve Yi waved his hand, Xiao Er came back to his senses from the thoughts of the wealth obsessed with his mind, and looked at Twelve's cold gaze, his scalp was numb, where could he take care of anything else?

The room was quiet again, Twelve Hands tore open the bottle of the wine jar, threw the red cloth to the ground, held the wine jar high in one hand, pointed to the urn, pursed his lips and said: "Come, Lan Xin! I respect you for this cup of young lady! I hope you will be reincarnated in the next life, and don't meet a guy like me who will only bring bad luck to people again!"

Gently shaking the wine jar in her hand, her neck was raised, and the clear and spicy liquor poured into her mouth, Twelve rarely drank so boldly alone, she was choked and coughed at first, coughing tears and snot falling out, she lay on the table, hugged Lan Xin's urn with one hand, and muttered something in her mouth.

"Lan Xin, you can be good down here, and when we meet in the underworld one day, maybe we can meet again. ”

"However, if you encounter the opportunity to reincarnate, don't miss it, if you can start all over again, you remember, don't foolishly entrust your life to others, it's not worth it at all, do you hear?"

......

Twelve said a lot, two jars of spirits, soon drank to the bottom, the cheeks were red and dripping, but the face was extremely pale, and the delicate cheeks were charming, and there was also heroism, but more was lonely and sad.

Only at this time, when he is alone, can he let his emotions explode!

The body staggered off the stool and slumped, twelve was drunk, just two jars of wine, if it was usual, she might only be drunk for five points, but now, it's just that everyone is drunk without drunk!

All night, Twelve was talking to herself in the house, calling Lan Xin from time to time, but no matter how she shouted, Lan Xin's figure never appeared again, she had completely disappeared into Twelve's shijie, and there was absolutely no possibility of coming back.

The next day, Qiu Lou got up early in the morning, after she finished washing, came to the outside of Twelve's room, her sensitive nose smelled the smell of wine coming from inside, her heart was astringent, she shook her head with a wry smile, and made a boo gesture to the bright night when she had just gone out, and the two went downstairs together and came to the backyard of the inn, from here, you can see the closed windows of the twelve rooms.

"Ruyi is most likely drunk. Qiu Lou looked at the closed carved window and said astringently, "She must be very sad in her heart." ”

After all, Lan Xin has been with her for too long, and leaving suddenly must have been a big blow to her.

"So?" Mingye's eyes darkened, his hands wrapped around his shoulders, raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, wearing a dark brocade robe, which made his cold cheeks more and more depressed, like a piece of ice that has been difficult to melt for thousands of years, just like Twelve.

Qiu Lou reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth: "At this time, let's let her be alone, we are not her, and we can't understand her mood, only if she thinks through it herself, and wants to open it, will she return to normal." ”

As a friend, the only thing she can do is to give Twelve a clean place and leave her alone.

Tomorrow Night smiled desolate in his heart, could he only be here, looking at her, guarding her, and letting her lick the wounds in his heart alone?