Chapter 155: The Farthest Distance in the World

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The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, not the distance between heaven and earth, but I stand in front of you, and you don't know that I love you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems to come from a prodigal son who is trapped by love, or a sad woman who is mourning because of love.

Such words seem to be beautiful, but after all, they are still too childish, and the sour words of the little family are just the old pedants in the red house of the teaching workshop, or the sour words sung by the singers in the flower boat workshop.

Those sour words are more like the lamentation of a depressed so-called infatuated lover who pities himself and pities himself.

It's nothing more than words for a depressed crush to comfort themselves or elevate love.

Only those who have really faced life and death can know that the so-called love and can't be a little family spirit is really just a careless splash in the long river of time.

And life and death are the biggest things in this world.

Therefore, the difference between life and death is the farthest distance in the world.

Therefore, the conversation between life and death is the most touching love story in the world.

Not sour love words.

Xia He looked at his sister, and a gust of wind blew behind him, a gray wind.

The wind was very gentle, like a pair of gentle hands, but it gently pushed Xiao Lian, who stepped into the river, to the shore.

Somehow, he didn't seem to want Xiao Pian to come over, what was he worried about?

Xia He's scattered hair became more and more messy, blowing messy in the wind, but it didn't seem to look messy anymore, it turned out that the gray hair was becoming more and more transparent in the sun, which portended something.

That's certainly not a good sign.

It was precisely because she understood this that Xiao Lian desperately wanted to pass through the weathered wall. will want to grab the corner of Xia He's clothes, just like in the past.

However, Xia He is not as usual Xia He.

Although he smiled, he didn't let Xiao Pian get close.

At the same time, he looked at the other person beside Xiao Lian, that person was also looking at him, that person's eyes were still so keen, although he was also a little sad, but he still quickly saw what was in Xia He's eyes.

The so-called thing is what he wants to say.

So, he was silent and responded with silence, just because he was not good at words, but he was good at expressing something of himself with his actions.

The thing that his actions showed happened to be the same as what was in Xia He's eyes.

Yin Huai grabbed Xiao Lian's hand and held Xiao Lian's hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go anymore, he reached out and pulled Xiao Lian behind him.

The wind was gone, but she still couldn't get to the other side of the river, because another thin but small enough to cover her body was in front of her.

In front of her, of course, it will not be only now, in the days to come, there will also be such a figure in front of Xiao Lian's body, a small figure, but enough to cover all injuries.

But there was clearly something missing from that figure.

One knife is missing, one knife.

The knife was still in Xia He's hand, and he held it between his sleeves, Xia He slowly disappeared, and the knife in his sleeves slowly showed its shape.

It seems to have changed a little, it seems to have grown a little, and it seems to have a little more cold light.

Where would Xiao Ren see so much, she just thought that her brother was about to disappear, she just knew that she was going to leave a relative besides Abba and Auntie, and that person was still with her brother all the time.

To disappear is to leave, and to leave is to never come back.

So Xiao Lian didn't want Xia He to disappear, so even if Yin Huai grabbed her hand tightly, even she knew that she had no way to stop her brother from leaving or dying.

But she still wanted to cross the river, she still wanted to stand behind her brother.

Yin Huai's hands were a few more bloodstains, and Xiao Lian's fingertips were a little more red.

But helplessly, Yin Huai didn't seem to feel pain, and he didn't even show a little pain.

"Little mercy, that's enough. ”

Xia He was still as calm and confident as ever, and his voice came from the other side of the river.

Xiao Lian raised her head, but her eyes were covered by tears, and Xia He in Xiao Lian's eyes was covered by a burst of water.

Xiao Lian hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, but the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, and finally it was so much that he didn't listen to Xiao Lian's words, and it rolled down and dripped into the gypsum water.

There was a hint of coolness, but the sweetness didn't make Xiao Lian's heart feel better, but it just added a bit of chill to her whimper.

"Little mercy, I'm leaving. ”

Xia He's tone was very flat, but he was also a little reluctant.

Xiao Ren raised her head, and the tears in her eyes hadn't been wiped away, because she couldn't wipe them anymore.

In the tears, she couldn't even see Xia He's figure.

Only a beam of light could be seen, which fell into the tears in Xiao Lian's eyes through Xia He's body, and then refracted another light.

That light was the same as the previous light, so that she couldn't see her brother's face clearly, she could only hear his voice, and she couldn't see his figure, so naturally she couldn't see that Xia He in the sun had lost even the last bit of color.

Only his voice remained, but it also seemed a little detached, as if he was about to leave in the wind.

Ethereal, drifting through the air with a sad look.

"Little mercy, your brother is leaving, and there will still be someone to accompany you in the future. ”

"You have to be good, you have to listen to the words of little brother Yin Huai. ”

"Don't cry anymore, if you cry too much, you won't be able to marry into a good family, and if you cry too much, your sweetheart won't like you, but you have to marry into those powerful royal families." ”

"You can't cry anymore, and ah, you don't have to be surnamed Xia in the future. This is Yin, then your surname is Yin. ”

Xia He said a lot, but Xiao Lian didn't hear a lot. Because she was only bothered to wipe away her tears, she didn't want to hear the words that were clearly parting words.

If you don't want to listen to her, she won't listen, and she wants to be willful again.

No, more than once, she wanted to be willful many times, for many years.

At least in front of him, she still wants to be willful for another life, and then wait for him to comfort herself.

But that wish is also full of sorrow.

Sadness soaked the river and soaked the eyes of Little Pity.

Finally, Xia He's voice was faint, so faint that it was almost impossible to hear what was said.

At the same time, it is also very light, and Xia He's body is almost invisible.

Vaguely dim, there was finally only one light left in Xiao Lian's eyes, which was not gray, but milky white, the brilliance of the sun.

Under the sun, there was no ghost, only a figure, a thin figure, but not the eternally confident figure.

That figure may have disappeared forever.

The small river called gypsum water became the farthest distance in the world.

That's the distance between life and death.

There was only one knife on the other side of the river, a small, glossless knife.

There are no people, and there are no ghosts.

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Good luck to you. This is the end of Xia He