Chapter 104

A touch of white in red, bright and moving.

Xun Qing was stunned when he saw that person, paused for a moment, and hurriedly looked back at Qiluan.

Qiluan just looked at the figure in the sea of flowers in the distance, without any expression. But Xun Qing could see that Qiluan instantly clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white.

After a moment, Qiluan pursed her lips slightly, as if she had just realized who that person was, and looked intently at the emaciated figure in the flowers.

Qiluan felt that he must have thought too much, and that person's back was just really like him.

It's really like ......

Somewhat uncontrollable, Qiluan couldn't help but take a few steps forward, exposing the man's back to his field of vision.

The long black hair dragged among the flowers, and the moon-white clothes were strong in the sea of fiery red flowers, and the color was so strong that people couldn't take their eyes off it. The man was half-kneeling among the flowers, reaching out to gently brush the slender petals, but never plucked them. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and the man never looked back.

The white fingertips take advantage of the fiery red petals, and there is a seductive and sinful beauty.

But it has eclipsed everything in heaven and earth.

Picking up his pace, Qiluan's breathing was a little unsteady. Finally holding his breath, his fingers fluttering, and with only a few steps left, he stopped, but never put his foot on the man's shoulder.

Why is he here?

A terrible thought arose in Qiluan's heart...... He's dead.

This is the ghost world, by the bridge, see him here, is it because,

The air was drained all of a sudden, and Qiluan's chest was stuffy, and the outstretched hand couldn't fall anymore.

The man seemed to feel it, and his hand stopped moving, and slowly looked sideways.

Time and space froze for a moment, and then continued in a flowing stream.

Qiluan was stunned, and held back to keep her lips from trembling slightly.

Is it really him...... I haven't seen him for a year, and he hasn't changed at all.

No.

He is more handsome, the former Qingxiu now seems to have become a demon, and a faint smile can make heaven and earth fall for him.

is still the face that is stunning in the world, and it is still the thin and thin figure, still in front of him...... Suddenly, the reversal of time, the traceability of time.

Qiluan just looked at that face in a daze, and his mind was a little blank.

Slowly, rationally return to the cage.

Why is Su Ying here? This is the ghost world, the netherworld.

Qiluan's pupils narrowed, could it be that he drove him to the demon world, and he actually ...... Breathing choked in his throat, Qiluan couldn't help but open his mouth, wanting to say something......

Reunion...... It's actually in this kind of place.

The place that once promised him to come with him.

But what to say? said that he had driven him out of the spirit world despite his begging, that he ignored his affairs, or that he had no intention of anything else now, and just wanted to be reunited......

Su Ying just looked at Qiluan, without sadness or joy.

Su Ying stared at the person in front of him for a long time, countless words crossed his mind, Su Ying wanted to ask him why he drove himself away, but now he doesn't regret it, he hasn't thought about himself in the slightest......

Su Ying looked at Qiluan's face full of desire to speak and stopped, but in the end he just said:

“…… I don't want to hear anything. ”

Su Ying didn't expect that when they met again after a year, the 104th chapter she told him was all white.

“…… It was a year later...... Don't you think it's too late? Su Ying said coldly.

The internal organs seemed to be brutally torn apart, the limbs were cold, Su Ying opened his mouth, gasping silently but firmly, and the violent ups and downs of his chest were transmitted to Qiluan's arms.

"I know ......"

Qiluan's face was tightly buried in the side of Su Ying's neck, and Su Ying could feel a cold, dry liquid falling thickly on his skin.

Su Ying's eyes widened.

He struggled to convince himself that it must be an illusion.

"Let's start all over again...... Good no good? Qiluan's voice couldn't hear the slightest cry, but it was clearly filled with heart-rending pain and despair.

Qiluan's reaction made all the dissatisfaction in her heart disappear in an instant, and Su Ying just felt tired. This kind of twisted and turned relationship made him a little afraid and didn't want to continue.

“…… Why? Su Ying said a little weakly, and her voice sounded like a sigh.

'Do you remember?' …… I will protect you, as long as I live for one day, I will live up to you. ’”

After hearing this, Su Ying slowly grinned a distorted smile.

After a year, this passage really made Su Ying's heart completely and cleanly cold.

When Qiluan left, he said this passage. Qiluan has never been nostalgic.

Now, Qiluan really regrets it.

Su Ying lowered his head, coldly broke off the fingers he was holding him one by one, turned to look at him, looked at his bloodless face, looked at the intense emotional fluctuations in his eyes, looked at his unconsciously trembling body, but calmly like a bystander.

"Your Majesty is so romantic!"

Su Ying lowered her eyebrows, her fingers flicked the hat in her arms in circles, and she smiled coldly, "After a year, do you think of the old man who was favored overnight?" How? Want to continue to be gentle and deferred for another night of rain and dew? ”

Su Ying's smile was completely different from the previous coldness for a moment, but warm and charming.

Laughter is hot, but his heart is cold.

"Tea will be cold for a long time, let alone people?"

Su Ying reached out and picked up Qiluan's chin and looked at him with slanted eyes, "Your Majesty is a little too naïve." Collecting his smile and shaking off his chin, Su Ying turned around and left.

The hand was jerked, and the knuckles seemed to be pinched rattle. Suddenly, Su Ying's body twisted in pain, he slowly turned around, looked at Qiluan expressionlessly, and said sharply: "Let go!" ”

This sentence, this scene, is the same as the night of the fireworks back then.

It's just that they're all different anymore.

Qiluan looked at Su Ying with a resolute look, and in addition to the firmness of his eyes, there was also a dead silence that made Su Ying a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself." Su Ying said in a low voice.

The phalanges protruded, the Qiluan pinched harder and harder, Su Ying's whole arm was numb with pain, Su Ying looked at him, and felt that his expression should be very hideous now.

"Does it hurt?" Qiluan's pupils fluttered uncontrollably, but his tone was flat and disgusting.

Just below the calm surface of the river, the undercurrent is turbulent.

The next moment, his voice crashed deep into Su Ying's heart.

"Then do you know how much pain I had when I let you go?!"

"It hurts! Does it hurt? ”

Su Ying also had no scruples, struggled hard to shake off his hand, and asked rhetorically. His eyes were red almost instantly, like a disguise that tore through everything in him.

"Then do you know how much pain I was in when you drove me away?"

Qiluan was stunned for a moment, his hand slightly loose.

"You also say it hurts? Did you hurt me 2,000 years ago? ”

Su Ying's hand was withdrawn from Qiluan's palm. Su Ying used his other hand to massage the hand that was being held painfully, feeling that his eyes were unexpectedly hot, and he felt that if he cried out now, the tears he shed must be red.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me about pain!"

The hat fell to the ground, and Su Ying's nails sank into his palms, squinting at his eyes.

"You tell me! What qualifications do you have,,! ”

Qiluan was stunned, turned his head sideways, and his eyes began to avoid Su Ying's gaze.

Su Ying reached out and grabbed his jaw, forcibly pulling his face back to face him, closing the distance between them, leaving almost no gap.

Su Ying's voice almost came from rubbing between his teeth.

"Shangguan Qiluan, Su Ying has long been dead. Die at your hands, die in your ruthlessness! Su Ying paused, "...... and died in his own stupidity. ”

Suddenly, Su Ying laughed, neither lukewarm, neither angry, nor humble, nor arrogant.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to ask me what my name is now?"

Qiluan stood in front of Su Ying and looked at him as if he had never seen him before.

"I went to the demon world and took my mother's surname." Su Ying looked at him and took a half-step back to widen the distance between them.

"My surname is Nangong."

Su Ying looked at him and said word by word.

Qiluan looked at Su Ying in a daze, and her body trembled slightly.

Su Ying looked at him, and his heart gradually became cold.

For a moment, Qiluan lowered his head, and Su Ying couldn't see his expression.

After a moment, Qiluan suddenly said, "...... Xiaoying, you are destined to be my person in this life. No matter how you change your name or surname, or run to the ends of the earth, you can't change it, you like me, and you never forget me. ”

Qiluan raised his head and looked straight into Su Ying's eyes

Su Ying couldn't answer for a while.

Qiluan is undoubtedly despicable, and rightly so.

In the end, Su Ying lowered his head indifferently and said, "Forget it, I can't believe you anymore." ”

He turned and walked towards the Nai He Bridge in the distance.

Qiluan really followed, keeping a distance not far away.

Su Ying didn't know what else he could expect.

However, there were indeed people waiting on the bridge.

A girl with frowning eyebrows, an old man with snow-dyed temples, looking into the distance, is seriously sad.

“…… I said I was going to bring you here. ”

The person behind him said suddenly, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear anything.

Qiluan continued: "...... I haven't forgotten it. ”

Su Ying stood on the bridge, holding on to the bridge railing that had been touched by an unknown number of people, feeling that the tentacles were cold and smooth, and his heart was silent.

There are too many thoughts here, too many infatuations have disappeared here, and too many obsessions have died here.

Qiluan stood on the side, very close, looking at Su Ying in front of him, his eyebrows were stained with a layer of loneliness that was different from before, and there was a touch of helplessness and exhaustion, but his eyebrows were still picturesque.

Qiluan couldn't help but approach him, gently stretched out his hand, wrapped his arm around Su Ying's armpit, wrapped his waist around his thinner than before, rested his chin on his shoulder, and was silent.

Su Ying didn't struggle, but felt the familiar warmth wrapping around him again after so long, and sneered in his heart for a moment.

"Qiluan, you who say such things now are actually very cheap."

Su Ying's voice was tired, but he said firmly: "Qiluan...... We can't go back......"

Qiluan's tone was bland, with a familiar softness and doting.

"I'll try...... Until you accept me. ”

"Accept? How unbearable do I have to be to be hurt like this again and again by you, and to forgive you? Su Ying was really shocked by Qiluan's answer, and laughed angrily.

"If you like me." Qiluan said categorically.

"Do you like me, then?" Su Ying asked.

Do you like me when you treat me like this?

Before Qiluan hurriedly spoke, Su Ying intercepted his words, "This 'like', can you really say it......"

Qiluan was silent for a moment.

"And how do I prove it?" Qiluan Road.

"You've proven it." Su Ying smiled to herself.

"Do you want me to wait another two thousand years?" Qiluan said suddenly.

Su Ying really didn't know how to answer.

The clear river water under the bridge is rolling through, the white mist is boundless, and the wilted red lotus in the water is swinging in the water waves, like a helpless duckweed in the vastness, or a wisp of ghost, drifting with the waves, and being at peace with the encounter.

You can't help but see each other in the water...... If you are not lovesick, why should you see each other?

Su Ying pulled away Qiluan's arm and walked off the bridge, Qiluan just stood in place, looking at him with good eyes.

“…… Think twice. Su Ying paused and said comfortingly. After that, he continued to walk towards the boundless sea of blood and red flowers.

Qiluan, why can't I hate you even now?

If so, I can at least keep some dignity for myself and stop falling in love with you, right?

Shangguan Qiluan.

Su Ying.

Lowering his head, Su Ying smiled bitterly at herself.

These are two names destined to be parallel.