The bamboo fragrance is colorful, and the purple bamboo is inherited.

The gurgling stream shuttles through the purple bamboo forest like a clear jade belt, and any purple bamboo in the bamboo forest is thirty meters high.

But these 30-meter-tall purple bamboo poles are very thin.

However, the thin bamboo pole will not only not be swayed by the wind in the wind, but the bamboo pole will comb a gust of wind into a soft wind silk like a comb.

Let the wind and purple bamboo forest shuttle through the wrinkled and jumping streams.

Occasionally, there are a few phoenix chirpings from the depths of the bamboo forest, and the phoenix chirping is sonorous and accompanied by the scattered sound of bamboo leaves, which is a bit of the elegance of the silk and bamboo of "Yunxuan high".

The early spring of the Radiance Federation came a little late this year, but even if the spring was delayed, the bamboo incense and the phoenix song accompanied by the clouds in the sky were slowly written into poems.

Stained with a story that is warmer than the spring breeze.

In addition to purple bamboo and golden silk emperor bamboo, there are also hundreds of species of bamboo planted in the purple bamboo forest.

Some of these hundreds of bamboos bear bamboo fruits, and the bamboo fruits bend the bamboo poles and fall to the ground.

Occasionally, a few landed in the stream and splashed, startling a few purple-gold carp in the stream to rise high above the water.

After the purple-golden carp feeds on the bamboo fruit, its tail will stir the stream, and a scoop of clear stream in the bamboo forest is like a gift in return for the bamboo forest.

The purple bamboo forest does not see the decay of the grass and trees throughout the year, and in the depths of the bamboo forest is hiding a pavilion made of purple bamboo.

There are a few fairy white cranes flying in the Zhai Xuan.

The white crane waved its wings and set off a fresh breeze, blowing away the incense burned in the two huge copper furnaces in front of Zhaixuan.

Occasionally, a few wisps were blown into the pavilion.

At this time, a man and a woman were sitting on the slump in the pavilion, and the man used a bamboo comb to gently comb the woman's waist-length length like ink.

Although the man looked to be in his thirties, the hair on his head had turned gray.

It's like an old man on the verge of decay.

The woman touched the thin mirror in front of her with her hand, looking at the man's gray hair, obviously her face was deliberately filled with a happy smile, but the tears could no longer help but slide down her eyes.

As soon as the woman cried, the warm smile that had been pretended to be could no longer be hung up.

The man who was quietly combing the woman's hair saw the woman crying, and the hand holding the bamboo comb was lightly beaten, but the movement of the hand did not stop.

The man's face was still as calm as ever, but when he saw the woman crying, the man couldn't bear to stretch out a pair of very good-looking hands and gently wipe the tears rolling down the woman.

It's all women made of water, and the tears rolling down the woman's hands wet this beautiful hand.

After the beautiful hand wiped the woman's cheeks, the tears returned to the fingertips and dripped down the fingertips on the seat embroidered with bamboo shadows.

The man said softly.

"Xiangxiang, don't cry, I'm fine. ”

"I plan to hand over all the things on this side of the Purple Bamboo Forest to Shen'er, and after welcoming the old man in a while, let's take a good look at the glorious rivers and mountains. ”

Looking at the woman in front of him, the man's eyes were clear, and there was a bit of firmness in the clarity.

Fortunately in this life, I met someone and stayed together for a moment.

If you really love each other, why do you have to love it forever?

Feeling the warmth of the teardrops on his fingertips, Zhujun sighed softly three times.

sighed that he was only a shallow learner, even if he was a five-star creator, he still couldn't relieve his beloved's doom physique.

The second sighed that he was not brave enough before, and at this moment when he was surrounded by Wang Fuxiang, Zhujun did not regret that Wang Fuxiang caused him to be doomed. But he regretted very much that he didn't wade into the water earlier to ask Wang Fuxiang's name.

The third sigh Zhujun is not sighing for himself, but sighing for Wang Fuxiang Why is this life so cloudy?

Zhujun's three sighs are like three questions, but these three questions are destined to be answered by no one.

Wang Fuxiang turned his head and looked at Zhujun's eyes tightly.

Tears fell on Zhujun's shirt.

"Fu Wenzhu, is it worth it because I'm like this?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jun gently took off the ring on his finger, and then put the ring on Wang Fuxiang's ring finger.

But Wang Fuxiang is a woman in the end, and her fingers are too thin.

This ring looks loose on Wang Fuxiang's ring finger, and it can fall off with a flick of his hand.

Zhujun grinned awkwardly, and then solemnly put the ring engraved with bamboo patterns on Wang Fuxiang's thumb.

"Xiangxiang's ring is all my wealth, and now this ring is given to you, do you say I don't regret it?"

When Wang Fuxiang heard this, more tears welled up in her eyes, just like a little girl who had been wronged, and the more adults coaxed, the more tears flowed out.

Wang Fuxiang stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhujun's cheek, and then hooked his fingers to hook a strand of Zhujun's gray hair.

Looking at this strand of gray hair, Wang Fuxiang felt that he had to say what was in his heart at this time.

"Fu Wenzhu, I promised you to be with you, but I have a request. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Jun quietly looked at Wang Fuxiang's eyes and didn't speak for a long time, then touched Wang Fuxiang's cheek lightly with his hand, so that Wang Fuxiang's side face leaned on his chest.

"I can't imagine a future without you, so don't force me to think about it. ”

"If you really have to choose, I hope that you can wear the ring left for me in the vast years when you can't tell the return date. ”

As Zhu Jun spoke, the gurgling stream outside Zhaixuan was like light, as if it had flown out the flashy old things in an instant.

The light and shadow of the stream shone through the light smoke of the copper furnace in Zhaixuan, and reflected on Wang Fuxiang and Zhujun.

Left this moment of dependence.

Wang Fuxiang choked in his throat when he heard Zhujun's words, and he couldn't say anything.

Only the tears flashing in his eyes treasured the solemn promise of the man beside him.

A man has given you his wealth and is willing to give his life for you, but for his own reasons this man chooses to face death.

Moved is moved, but Wang Fuxiang understands that if only one person can live, then Zhujun living is the best choice for Huiyao.

It is also the best choice for yourself.

Wang Fuxiang muttered softly.

"Fu Wenzhu, don't forget me in this life. ”

Wang Fuxiang's murmur was very small, and this murmur was suppressed between Wang Fuxiang's lips and teeth, and Zhujun didn't hear it clearly.

At this moment, several abrupt cicadas resounded in the quiet Zizhu Garden.

Zhujun seemed to have expected this, but he didn't plan to pay attention to this abrupt cicada song.

Continue to slide the bamboo comb in his hand to help the person in front of him gently comb up the green silk.

Xia Shen had been waiting at the entrance of Zizhu Courtyard early, and when he heard the sound of cicadas, Xia Shen said softly.

"Greetings to Lord Cicada Ming to come to Zizhu Garden, the family teacher is in poor health and can only be received by the younger generation. ”

"If there is something that is not taken care of, I hope that the cicadas will sing, and there will be a lot of sea content. ”

Xia Shen said this, but he didn't mean to lead the cicadas into the Zizhu Garden.

As Zhujun's eldest apprentice, Xia Shen has been helping Zhujun take care of Zizhu Garden for nearly ten years.

can be regarded as the big housekeeper of Zizhu Garden, so he naturally guessed the purpose of the cicada song at this time.

The first update.

(End of chapter)