Ke Changqing hooked the corners of his lips and shook Wen Xien's hand, and it was rare for the other party not to withdraw it indifferently, which made him feel in a very good mood, and it was not a big deal to occasionally make small requests for things in his palm.

"Okay, what do you want to bring?"

Wen Xien's gaze passed over the man in front of her, looked to the side, where there were a few begonias and plum blossoms, she used her other hand to pull the loose placket of her clothes, and said, "Let me go and fold a branch of osmanthus, I like the taste of osmanthus." ”

Ke Changqing agreed, and by the way, she kept her hobby in her heart, anyway, with Wen Xien's current situation, she couldn't play tricks at all.

He personally held Wen Xien's waist and showed a clean road, and Wen Xien was left in place when he was away from the osmanthus tree for a while, Ke Changqing was not annoyed, he gently patted Wen Xien's tailbone, and said: "Go, there is an osmanthus flower blooming just right, I will wait for you here." ”

Wen Sheen lifted his foot, one, two, three steps......

Walking slowly along the gravel road, towards the begonia tree not far away, she passed a small bush, the tender green leaves sprouted, and bypassed two faint fragrant little white flowers, and finally stopped under the tree osmanthus and looked up.

The branches are staggered and messy, and a cool wind blows, and the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying with the wind. Osmanthus is like a golden butterfly, and like a silver ribbon, lingering and fluttering, falling down, floating to the ground, and the ground is like a layer of golden sand.

Wen Xien stretched out his arm, overwhelmed a hard branch two fingers thick, touched the rough branch, looked for a suitable angle, "click", his fingers exerted strength, broke the branch, and a few osmanthus flowers fell from between her strong fingers.

Because it was not neatly broken, the end of the flower branch showed a sharp sharp blade, which was held by Wen Xien in the white and smooth palm, she stood under the flower tree, and glanced back at Ke Changqing.

The distance is a little far, the whole person is illuminated by the bright sunlight, like a layer of glittering veil, as if the next moment is about to feather away, her eyebrows are not very clear, but it still makes people feel an inexplicable indifference and sadness.

Ke Changqing couldn't help frowning, and his heart ached suddenly, as if a piece had been dug out by something.

He took a step forward, waiting for Wen Xien to come back, he thought, maybe he didn't have to scare her so much, as long as he said who the adulterer was, and he killed the adulterer, then everything could start again, Jingchen likes osmanthus, then he planted a mountain of osmanthus flowers, Jingchen sat under the osmanthus tree in white clothes and black hair, it must be very beautiful.

Thinking like this, he showed a faint smile, and gave birth to countless tenderness and love for Wen Xien.

But in the next second, his eyes widened in shock—

Wen Xien suddenly raised the flower branch in his hand, and stabbed it straight into his chest without hesitation, and the flower branch was full of clusters of crowded bright begonias, like splashed blood, thick and fierce.

After Ke Changqing was shocked, he was surging in anger, and roared angrily: "Pure dust!" Don't you dare! ”

He didn't have time to call someone, and he didn't care about the gesture he valued most before, so he took a step and rushed over in a panic, but suddenly stopped halfway through.

He didn't have time to run, so he picked up a small stone casually, and with a flick of his fingers, the small stone hit the flower branch that had already pierced Wen Xi'en's skin.

It seems to be an understatement, but in fact it is impliedly powerful.

Wen Xien was hit by such a random small stone, his fingertips suddenly went numb, his whole arm was almost unconscious, and as soon as his fingers were weak, the flower branches fell down.

"Do you want to die like that!"

Wen Xien didn't answer, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was like waking up from a dream.

It's not that she wants to die, but that she has nothing to do except that her life is more valuable.

She's just gambling, risking her life.

Wen Xien took advantage of Ke Changqing's unpreparedness, picked up the sharp flower branch from the ground, walked a few steps to the side, and then turned around and pressed against his soft and delicate throat.

"Don't come here," Wen Xien's voice was cold and cold, revealing a strong sense of powerlessness, "I think I have never done anything harmful, but you have to press step by step, I don't know where your resentment against me comes from, I even see you for the first time, I don't care who you are, donor, if my death can dissipate the resentment in your heart and can be exchanged for peace, then I will die a well-deserved death." ”

She rarely said so much, even for those close to her, let alone treating Ke Changqing.

Ke Changqing didn't dare to move, staring at Wen Xien tightly with tearful eyes, his eyes were scarlet and terrifying.

The air was surprisingly quiet and dignified.

I heard her continue to whisper: "Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." ”

System: [...... Hello Our Lady. 】

Wen Xien: [The character is like this, what can I do, is it possible that I kneel on the ground and beg him to turn back? 】

System: [...... That's not impossible. 】

Wen Xien: [......]

"Clean the dust! You put your hands down! I command you to put your hands down! Ke Changqing spoke sharply, but his voice couldn't stop trembling slightly, and he wanted to rush up and break his broken arm directly.

"If you dare to die, I will let the people of this world bury you with you!"

"Did you hear that?"

"I won't let you die!"

Wen Xien didn't dare to agree easily, she had to scare this demon, but she was shocked by the degree to which this demon cared about her, she really had such a great charm that she could make this demon fall in love at first sight?

She shook her head and said, "Then bury me in the Lama Nunnery." ”

Ke Changqing felt that his heartbeat seemed to stop at this moment, his blood coagulated into ice, and countless pictures of the two of them getting along day and night flashed in his mind, and there were even some vague memories.

The memories of the long years are yellowed and unclear, but the ignorance of the heartbeat and the joy of the true love are so real.

How much he had loved Wen Xien before, how much he hated it when he knew he was a stand-in, but when the man was ready to kill himself without any attachment, he hated himself so much.

Wen Xien's arm moved slightly, Ke Changqing immediately took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, lowered his voice and said hurriedly: "Not allowed!" Wen Xien, don't move, I have something to tell you, I have something to tell you! ”

Wen Xien looked at him coldly, without any mood fluctuations, as if looking at the air, and the sharp tip of the flower branch was like an arrow, piercing the skin.

"- Dust purification! Don't you want me to let these people go! I depend on you, I depend on you, I depend on you for everything! I tell you, if you die, everyone in the world will be buried with you! Are you ruthless about abandoning the world?! ”

Ke Changqing was about to go crazy, his voice hysterical, drenched in collapse and irritability, and deep, powerless pleading.

There is a typo dripping me

(End of chapter)