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There are brushes he picked up in the house, and there is rice paper given to him by the abbot of the void.

He lifted the pen, his slender fingers pinching the shaft for a few moments before moving.

Although the handwriting has not been practiced for a long time, it is still a silver hook and iron painting, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it is not good-looking.

A few lines fell, dried by the wind that squeezed in from the window.

He only felt that his heart had long since lost consciousness.

He kept his promise, but ...... He has no regrets.

He doesn't regret knowing that person, and he doesn't regret giving up on that person.

A handwritten letter was folded and taken away by the dove in the temple to go where it was supposed to be.

[If one day you find a lover, I hope you can remember that marrying you was the proudest thing in my life.

Your Majesty, the court is scattered, and the ministers ...... Returned.

May you be warm in three winters, may you not be cold in spring, may you have lights in the dark, umbrellas in the rain, and may you be accompanied by loved ones on the road. 】

When the pen fell, he looked at the dark distance with an inexplicable expression.

My Majesty, Minister, has retired.

This retreat is a lifetime.

~

That night, a letter and a letter and a letter flew in the direction of the northern country.

This night, torrential rain was combined......

This night, he had a hangover with the rain......

That night, he would never cry again, just shout her name over and over again.

The flask fell, making a clanging sound......

"My Majesty, Your Majesty...... Retired ......"

A trembling word fell, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he fell into the darkness, silently, without a trace.

He finally chose to let go of her hand, finally chose to leave alone, and finally ...... Choose to face the days when there will be no more for her for the rest of your life.

Helan has come to me again and again to beg me, hoping to get my forgiveness......

You have deceived me and hurt me again and again, leaving me alone......

Again and again, you have left me without regard for my feelings......

There seemed to be the sound of firecrackers outside, and it seemed that someone had a happy event.

The corners of the dreamer's mouth curved in an arc.

It's been twenty years, and I've been guarding you for twenty years......

I can't bear Helan, and for the rest of your life, you will be fine.

"Uncle!!"

When Yuanli came to bring him fruit, he found that he was not awake at all, and there were empty wine jugs all over the ground.

~

"What's wrong?" Yu Wuya frowned at her.

He Lan was wrapping dumplings, but his heart suddenly palpitated, as if something had been sucked away.

Ears are buzzing.

"Did you hear anything?" He Lan asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Yu Wuya glanced outside, "No, everyone is at home at this time, how can anyone run outside." ”

The climate here is different, you don't see much snow all year round, and even in winter, it's not much different from summer.

After wrapping the dumplings, He Lan's heart was still uncomfortable, and he got up early to get ready to rest.

I fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she couldn't see anything, her eyes were dark, only a voice in her ears.

The voice was ethereal, as if it had come from a very spacious place, with bursts of echoes.

"My Majesty, Your Majesty...... Retired ......"

"Minister, retired ......"

"Retired ......"

Circling in her ears over and over again, Helan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if something was peeling away from her body and disappearing little by little.

"Click-"

A deafening thunder exploded, and He Lan suddenly woke up and sat up, "Silence!!" ”

Sweating profusely, she sat on the bed and breathed air frantically, and she was shivering all over.

After a while, she suddenly covered her head, and her head hurt as if it was about to be blown apart.

She struggled to open her eyes.

Who is Lonely?

Why did she call this person?

Is that nice voice his?

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