The bustling streets are full of people, and the tall and slender figure is very eye-catching. The young man looked left and right and didn't see the familiar figure, and his heart was also anxious, so he grabbed an old man next to him who looked very kind, and asked in a voice with a rather foreign accent, and his hands gestured twice from time to time:

"Sir, I don't know if you have seen a man who looks about twenty years old, probably ......"

The old man was concentrating on following the procession of floats at this time, when he was suddenly pulled by an outsider to ask this and that, and he was inevitably impatient:

"Oh, today, August 15, the flower picks into Beijing, and there are people coming and going on this street, how can there be ......?"

The grumbling stopped abruptly, and the old man blinked, looking closely at the young man who was asking him. I was in my early twenties, dressed in a lilac robe with dark lines embroidered with thread and a blue cloth scarf tied around my head. It seemed that because of anxiety, the snow-white cheeks were flushed with a light red, and a pair of watery eyes were looking at me with anxiety and anticipation.

Which immortal god is this? The old man looked at me with his mouth open, and for a moment forgot to answer.

As soon as the old man stopped, the people behind him crowded over again, and suddenly a group of people collided in one place. The young man didn't seem to expect that he had caused such a commotion, and subconsciously stepped backwards, and this time he bumped into a person, and the bamboo book basket behind him coincidentally hooked the man's robe at once.

"Who is this, I damaged my master's clothes." It was a boy in a brocade robe, and he was clutching his left sleeve and shouting angrily. I was followed by a few people who looked like people, and it seemed that they must be the children of some rich family. And the boy was still shouting vigorously at first, and when he raised his eyes and saw the person in front of him looking cramped and uneasy, he was stunned at first, and then his face changed, and he actually brought a little frivolous smile. I took a step forward slowly, picked up the chin of the person opposite me with the folding fan I had put away in my hand, and carefully examined the beauty's wide-eyed appearance.

"This is a lost little beauty, this fragrance is about to hook people's souls." The boy was getting closer to the distance between the two of them. It seemed that he felt that the situation was not good, and the young man subconsciously wanted to hide backwards, but he was blocked by several family members from behind, and even his raised wrist was caught. I know the most etiquette in my life, and I grew up in remote cities and villages, when have I ever seen such a debaucher? Subconsciously look left and right. But as soon as the people on the left and right saw the son, they seemed to have met the plague god, and they quickened their pace and walked forward, but no one stepped forward to take care of it.

In the grand capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the subjects actually regarded this floating thing as nothing. It's ...... It's infuriating!

"You...... What do you want? The left and right couldn't break free of the iron palm, and the young man was anxious for a while, looked at the son, and said nervously.

"Simple, if you can change my clothes back to their original shape, I'll let you go."

"It's broken, how do I get it back to its original state? You madman, you're just taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, I ......"

"What? You broke my clothes, I haven't said anything, but you want to slip away first? This golden silk embroidery, but the prefect of Suzhou, the best embroidery in Suzhou, is made of the best embroidery in Suzhou, in terms of price, you think about it yourself. Seeing that you are like this, you are also a scholar, and I don't bother to ask you to pay compensation. Why don't you embroider me back to the original shape by hand, and I'll forget it. ”

"There is neither a needle nor a wireless, how can I embroider?"

"It's simple, in my house, there are a lot of gold and silver threads. If you go home with me, I won't be afraid of you running away. ”

The young man was not stupid, and when he heard Gongzi say this, he knew that the other party was deceiving himself. I have no relatives and no reason at this time, and the only Fa Xiao'er who went to Beijing with me to take the exam is now lost and doesn't know where to go. The whole person is in the capital, if he loses it, where can he find it? This boy doesn't seem to be a good thing, so he went with me, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back.

Seeing that the beauty was embarrassed, she bowed her head and said nothing. The boy wanted to start early, so that the things that didn't reach his mouth would fly. Secretly made a color to the two subordinates behind him, and the two of them understood in their hearts, twisted the young man's arm, and carried me to leave. The young man was angry and anxious, and kept struggling. But I'm a scholar, and I have no power to tie the chicken, how can I break free of those two reckless men who are five big and three rough.

Seeing this in broad daylight, we are going to do this unbelievable thing. At the critical moment, a lazy voice sounded:

"Duan Wangye, which one are you singing?"

Hearing this voice, the arrogant and domineering son's face darkened. Although he looked resentful, he had an unbearable look of depression. I turned my head and glanced at the man across from me.

The man raised his eyebrows, the fan in his hand fanning it again and again, and looked at it all with a smile on his lips. I was followed by only one retinue, armed with a sword. Anyone who understands etiquette knows that in the royal city, those who can be equipped with swords freely must be military attachés of the fourth rank or above. And the man in front of me must be Wang Sun Guixuan.

The man named Duan Wang Ye waved his hand, signaling left and right to get out of the way, I slowly walked to the man's side, blocked it with my sleeve, and said in a low voice:

"You're not going to even care about that, are you?"

"Why should I bother you?" The man laughed lightly, and Shi Shiran asked rhetorically. Just wanted to pull away, but inadvertently met the eyes of the beautiful young man. Those eyes with an innocent look in the panic were so clear and moving, I could see my heart move. Looking at the young man's demeanor like a fairy, although he is a scholar, he has no pedantic atmosphere, and he has the posture of an orchid bamboo with "poetry and books in his belly", but he is a rare beauty.

I don't know where the compassion comes from, the man took a step back, put his hand on the ear of Duan Wangye, who wanted to leave, and said softly:

"It's a pity that your mother entered the palace some time ago to congratulate and listened to some rumors, I'm afraid it won't be beneficial to you during this time. When Duan Wang Ye is necessary, he still has to have a time to be a man with his tail between his legs. “

As soon as the prince heard my mother mentioned, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. I gritted my teeth and endured it, and after a while, I waved my hand and motioned for the young man to be released. He stopped looking at the crowd and the man around him, and walked away with his own people.

The young man was finally let go, but his mood was still terrified. I stood there with a bit of a dazed look in my eyes. Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name behind me, and I couldn't help but look back, but I saw a familiar figure running towards me:

"Brother Hong......"

Running over was a handsome man with a cloth hat on his head and a white book basket on his back. I saw that the young man was tired and pale, and in a frightened manner, he hurriedly held my waist:

"What's wrong with you?"

The young man shook his head, leaned his body on Brother Hong's body, and gasped slightly. I raised my eyes and looked at the man who was looking at me with a deep brow, and bowed my head gently to show my gratitude.

The man sneered, opened the fan casually, turned around and left.

Finally found an inn to live in, Brother Hong asked about Fang Cai, but the young man didn't want to mention anything. Brother Hong had no choice but to pat the back of my hand soothingly, and turned around to pack some luggage.

"Brother Hong," the young man called to me in a low voice, his snow-white teeth gently biting his lower lip, "I don't really want to go to the temple to take the exam." “

Brother Hong was stunned for a moment, looking at me with some doubts, exploring the reason in his eyes.

"Now that my career is rotten, I don't want to get involved in it. If I can go home with you and open a private school, I won't have to worry about food and clothing. You...... What do you think? “

Brother Hong lowered his eyes gently, and smiled faintly: "Ah Ling, what are you talking about stupidly?" We've all come, how can there be a reason to escape? What's more, the way of career has its own merits, and we still have a lot to learn, and we should not be prejudiced because of one-sided views. “

The young man lowered his head, his eyes drooped, and he did not speak again. I really understand: Brother Hong is reasonable, but what is the reason for this faint uneasiness in my heart?

The pale yellow curtain fell from the porch of the cubicle, and I looked towards Ah Ling before blocking Hongge's vision. The man was sitting in front of the copywriter, frowning, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he looked over to him. Little by little, the falling roller blinds obscured my face and my eyes.

Brother Hong sighed lightly in his heart and set his eyes on the question paper on the case in front of him. It seems to be wrapped up in its own unknown future.

The most important thing in life, if I take you to ride with you, full of red silk, and return to your hometown.

The golden gong roared, the bell chime was clear, the young Son of Heaven waved his hand, and the students opened the examination papers of the palace examination, transcribing their thoughts about their family and country, and the speculation about the Son of Heaven's heart. It's a pity that the cold window is as cheap as dirt, but it is the freshness that I glimpsed in a hurry that aroused a little curvature at the corner of the person's mouth on the Jinluan Palace.

People say that the Mid-Autumn Festival is the day to welcome the cold and sacrifice the moon, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is for some reason, making people feel hot and dry. Halfway through writing, the sweat on his cheeks soaked his clothes. I lifted my sleeve to wipe the sweat running down my neck, but as soon as I raised my arm, the pen between my fingers fell off the ground with a dull "clang" sound in the silence of the compartment. Ah Ling just lowered his head to pick it up, and when he moved a little, he was dizzy in front of him. I leaned over from the bench and leaned limply against the cold ground.

A pair of black boots fell into my blurred vision, and the silver stripes on them had become a dark cloud of confusion before my eyes. A low sigh sounded above me:

"It's another blessing for you."

Those who read have thought about it for a long time, just to hope for the emperor's favor in order to serve the king. You have this opportunity, enjoy this blessing, and also fulfill your wish.

A eunuch shook his head, waved his hand left and right, and motioned to the person behind him to pull Ah Ling, who was already paralyzed on the ground, away, and tightened his sleeves to hide the strange fragrance wafting from it.

Two hours later, the sound of the closed drums came. Brother Hong cleaned up the things on the table, looked at the inscription paper on the table one last time, and let out a long sigh. I lifted the curtain and came out of the cubicle, and I saw all the students of the temple examination retreating outside in twos and threes. Brother Hong went to the cubicle where Ah Ling was originally located to take a look, and saw that it was empty, only a paper spread out on the table. I looked left and right, but I couldn't see Ah Ling, so I guessed if I had left first after answering the question. Because there will soon be an examiner for the palace exam to collect the papers, no one should be allowed to stop here, and Brother Hong has no choice but to think about going out to find Ah Ling again.

I have never seen anyone so ignorant of lifting, neither men nor women. After trying to be intimate with me countless times, but they were rejected by the other party's fights and struggles. I finally couldn't help it, reached out and pulled Ah Ling up from the couch, and gave the other party a slap.

Ah Ling was beaten and lost his voice briefly, and there was a hot feeling at the corner of his mouth. I shuddered and tugged at the hem of my chest, panting as I glared at the man in front of me.

I have read books and know the sages of Confucius and Mencius. Loyalty and propriety run through my blood. But now, these two things that are fundamentally incompatible, in contradiction, torment me.

The order of the Son of Heaven should have been the way of heaven, and he did not dare to violate it. But now......

I bit my lip white, and my eyes were full of humiliation.

The man in front of him was obviously aroused, and there was no trace of tenderness and pity in his movements. I flipped Ah Ling to the ground, and Kong Wu's strong arm held Ah Ling's hand desperately trying to tear it apart, grabbed the collar of the soft cotton shirt, and frantically tore it to both sides. Only a piercing cracking sound was heard, and Ah Ling screamed heartbreakingly, and most of his snow-white body was open under the man's sight.

The truth of the world, the only words, the only way, the only way.

The sound of the cloth cracking resounded in the empty hall, and on the burgundy columns, the golden dragon totem was coldly sneering at everything about me.

Brother Hong......

I have read all the books of the sages, but I have a lover.

In the haze, he heard a "squeak", Ah Ling couldn't lift his eyes, and in his slightly closed eyes, a rare and dazzling white light penetrated in. I don't know how long it took, because there was endless darkness both in front of me and in my heart.

Someone threw down a robe that happened to cover my messy body.

Then there was a lot of movement around me, and someone seemed to have moved a chair and placed it next to me. The legs of the chair slammed against the floor with a dull sound. The young monarch sat up, and deliberately bent down a little, with a hint of grace:

"I read your article, gentle Chinese style, sure enough, I will try to pass the talent, but unfortunately only half of it is written, which makes people sigh." I let out a chuckle and waved my hand to open a scroll in my hand: "I am very satisfied today, and I have to talk about it, how about I reward it with Qing?" ”

Ah Ling didn't move, and her beautiful cheeks were shrouded in a backlit darkness.

"Kyushu Tonghua does not lie in the width of the road, and its enlightenment in the world lies in the people. From ancient times to the present, the talented and agile people have counted the side hairs. It is the old man who is born from knowledge, long in understanding, and successful in action, and the one who knows lies in enlightening people's hearts......"

The sovereign's clear voice echoed through the empty study, and beautiful sentences poured out of my mouth. Ah Ling tightened the robe on his body, and tears gradually wet the corners of his eyes.

I know whose article it is.

Set up a private school, forging and casting is like pine and bamboo. It's what Brother Hong often says.

Hearing a low sobbing below, the monarch stopped reading, bent down and grabbed my loose hair, and stared into Ah Ling's eyes:

"All the examiners are called the people who write and have the talent of the champions. I thought...... "I deliberately lengthened my voice, and suddenly shook the scroll in my hand aside: "Kyushu Tonghua? How is it my turn to think about it? Who should think about this? The first thing I did since I actually made the palm print was to widen the provincial roads and build water conservancy, but I would say that these were useless actions. Such a poor and sour Confucian actually talked about political affairs in front of me, I should have punished me for a big disrespectful crime of bewitching the public! ”

Ah Ling erupted into a heavy cough, I shook my head desperately, and reached out to pull the emperor's sleeve:

"Please......"

You know it's not my fault at all, no.

But whose fault is it?

Ah Ling choked and lowered his eyes, and before he could avoid the other party's gaze, he was caught by his chin and forced to accept the scrutinizing gaze.

"You are such a beauty, crying so lovingly, and cold so itchy. With such a good skin, what kind of talent do you want? The emperor laughed softly, and patted the white jade-like cheek lightly with his palm: "Be my person with peace of mind." ”

The gongs and drums outside were beating over and over again, and the good news had reached its sixth time. Brother Hong was still sitting in the closed little room, lying on the table, and there were several wine bottles in my hand.

Still is...... Can't find ......

My Ah Ling, where have you been?

The noisy voices gathered outside his door, but they couldn't compete with the entangled thoughts in his heart.

It has been more than half a month since Ah Ling disappeared. After trying from the temple, I did not come back. Brother Hong frantically searched every corner of the imperial capital, and even the Duanwang Mansion almost broke in, but there was still no news of Ah Ling.

What about high school champions? Without you accompanying me back home, what champion do I want?

What champion do I want?

Suona and firecrackers rang out in unison, and in the eyes of everyone's amazement and envy, the drunken new champion was put on a high-headed horse, tied with a red silk ribbon, and began to praise the official parade.

After three days of swimming, I figured it out. If I win the champion, I may have official authority and power, which can help me find Ah Ling.

I freshened up, carried the red list, stood outside the huge imperial city, passed through the Qinghe Gate, crossed the Yuxiu Bridge, and entered the palace to meet the son of heaven.

However, when I was on the bridge, I stopped. I felt a familiar gaze coming from somewhere. Suddenly, as if my heart was moved, I looked to the left and right, but I saw nothing.

The young king had a sarcastic smile on his face, from beginning to end. No matter how I state my political opinions, my ambitions, the king's face is full of expressions. The occasional gaze on my face is with a downward angle, the posture of a superior who looks down on himself.

I suddenly felt disheartened, and I said no more.

After hurriedly bidding farewell to the monarch, Brother Hong was a little confused and ready to walk out of the imperial city. Who knows, on the Yuxiu Bridge where he stopped when he came, there was a large group of people around, discussing something in twos and threes, and it seemed that something terrible had happened.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard that it was a new beauty of the emperor, and she was in the prime of grace a few days ago, but I don't know why, I suddenly threw myself into the river today."

"Wouldn't it? Who is so stupid? If you don't enjoy the blessings in the palace, you have to go to accompany Lord Yama as a companion? ”

"Isn't it......"

Brother Hong's heart suddenly felt cold, I pushed everyone aside and lay on the side of the bridge, only to see the clear water of the moat sparkling, and there was a black cloth shoe floating on it, which was washed by the river and swayed. The word "Ling" embroidered with red thread on the sole of the shoe was also swaying in Brother Hong's sight.

"In these shoes, I will feel it wherever you go, and then follow you wherever I go."

Brother Hong suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes.

I climbed onto the pier and jumped down without hesitation to the exclamation of the crowd.

In the end, nothing was found.

Brother Hong fluttered in the icy river for a long time, until he was rescued from the water, and I only grabbed the shoe that was floating on the water.

I sat on the floor and wept bitterly, my mind blank.

The last glimmer of hope was also shattered, and I think we will never see each other again. Brother Hong numbly hugged the shoe, and an unforgettable hatred gradually rose in his numb mind. I turned my head, and in the blurred tears, the towering towers were looking down on me, making me seem to see the man's mocking gaze, revealing a bit of disdain and contempt.

Brother Hong knows Ah Ling, and I know that the gentle smile is full of love and longing for this world. In that indifferent thought, all that flowed out was trust and persistence in principle and life. My Ah Ling is very strong, he will not give up his promise to me easily, and he will not be willing to leave like this.

However, that person stretched out his hand and unscrupulously crushed the bones of our literati who relied for their livelihood.

The sky is not the sky, how can there be virtuous? There is no way for the above, and there is no way out in this world.

Brother Hong shook his head miserably, raised his hand, and a bright yellow scroll fell into the flowing river with the wind.

When I kicked open the wooden door, the attendants inside had already heard the sound and knelt down.

Ah Ling was wet all over, and his inky hair was sticking to the sides of his cheeks, and water was still dripping downward. I sat under the bed, not saying a word, ignoring the trembling crowd, the whole person looking lost and embarrassed. In the muddy eyes, there was nothingness.

I also resisted, and then I was obedient. When I thought I had accepted my fate, I didn't pay attention and made such a fuss for myself. Is this to make the whole world see if they can joke or not?

The young king felt only a surge of rage, and I rushed over and lifted the emaciated body up and met Ah Ling's eyes. Then I just felt my mind move, and those muddy eyes were filled with a taste of self-deprecation when they looked at me.

"I see me," Ah Ling said softly, "I have no regrets in this life." ”

You have sworn that one day, you will put on a red robe and soap boots in front of me, and set foot in the Jinluan Palace. Now you really haven't broken the contract, but I can only look at your back, going farther and farther.

"No regrets in this life?" The king sneered, pulled me into his arms with my back to him, and wrapped his arm around my waist to make me look at the attendant kneeling in front of me: "Then you can take a good look and feel the feelings, what is the word 'repentance'?" ”

Ah Ling's finger joints are slender and soft, and he is used to holding a pen, but in an instant, he doesn't know when he touched a cold object. Before I could react, I felt someone take my hand and wave it vigorously, and the heavy force turned into a gust of wind pouring out, and then a strong smell of blood came to my face.

A body fell like a piece of unsupported wood, and crimson blood slowly snaked from underneath the body to all sides. Ah Ling was about to slide down as if he was out of strength, and was grabbed by someone's waist.

"Bring the pen!"

A group of frightened attendants around them crawled to get the pen and held it high above their heads.

"It is a serious crime for a concubine to commit suicide, and it will cause trouble to the clan. Today, I borrowed your hand and beheaded only this servant who usually serves you, which is a blessing. However......" I overthrew Ah Ling to the ground, and unceremoniously pulled Ah Ling's wet clothes to his waist with one hand: "I also want to teach you, how to write this word 'repentance', you give it to me, remember it well!" ”

The soft, snow-white wolf was stained with sticky blood and emitted a choking breath. Ah Ling was grabbed by the arm from behind and pressed to the ground, and sharp cries and begs for mercy resounded in the small palace.

With an indescribable cruelty on the monarch's face, he wrote heavily on Ah Ling's back like a cathartic stroke. The blood-red word "repentance" was hot and hot, as if it had been engraved in flesh and blood, very deep.

There are wind bones in the pen, and the weight has its own degree.

The book shows its way, and the mind is unwavering.

It's faith, it's ...... It's everything.

But now, it is a heavy shackle.

Dense blood words covered Ah Ling's back, and by the time everything was over, Ah Ling had already collapsed stiffly on the ground, unable to even move.

I was dragged to bed in the chaos, and when I was a little more sober, I found my hands tied behind my back, and my whole back was hot and swollen, and there was a feeling of discomfort that itched and hurt to the bone. It seems that there is a hand that is pulling there with impunity, deep into the bone marrow. The stark feeling was so real that it was impossible to tell whether it was true or not. Ah Ling twisted his body in horror, and reached out to confirm it, but no matter how much he could reach it, he couldn't reach it.

The light in front of him disappeared little by little, and Ah Ling looked at the group of people who left a little bit, and couldn't help but shout frantically:

"Don't close the door, don't close the door......"

Please.

The darkness was a breeding ground for fear, and all the negativity crept out of the quiet corner, down the itchy back, and crept up the spine. Ah Ling only felt cold, and my eyes widened in the darkness, and my body tensed as if I was choking my breath.

The sensation of that hand suddenly became clear, and the torture that could not be relieved by touching it was infinitely magnified.

I'm afraid......

Fear overwhelms everything, fear is the truest emotion, and fear is the fragility of the human heart.

You can't survive, you can't die.

Ah Ling's eyes gradually dimmed in such a long torment.

The following year, there was Changming Palace in the palace.

The reason why it is called Changming Palace is because it is lit up all year round, no matter morning or evening.

If you are a servant in Changming Palace, it is also very hard. Everyone's soles are strapped with thick cushions, and they do things lightly, and they have to maintain the breath of people in them at all times.

There are the most powerful servants, the most magnificent graces, and the most bizarre red tape in the Changming Palace.

So everyone in the palace knows that it is special because it has a different status in the eyes of the monarch.

Who lives in Changming Palace, Brother Hong doesn't know, and he can't expect it.

I watched as the arrows flew past me and into the city opposite, causing a silent agitation.

The restlessness of the heart.

Arrows can hurt the body, and words can hurt the heart. Hurting the body is not the goal, but sadness is.

The wedge in the paper ball at the end of the arrow is my broken heart and faith between the lines......

And love.

What people want is only reasonable.

My heart desires, but there is still a sacrifice.

coincided with natural disasters, public grievances boiled, wolf smoke erupted, and troubled times lamented.

Everything suddenly dawned on me.

After getting drunk again, Brother Hong rushed into the heavy rain and cried bitterly at the empty and lonely field:

"God knows my heart, and he will give me back a truth in the end. Ah Ling, did you see that? ”

Ah Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and I was sitting in the arms of the monarch in my arms, looking at the words copied out on the table, a little brilliance suddenly appeared in my chaotic eyes, as if I really saw it.

"I've always hated people like you before, pretentious, reasonable, annoying. I ascended the throne at the age of eight, and listened to these words until I was sixteen. Later, I got annoyed and cut off our heads, mixed with the books I had been forced to read since I was a child, and burned them all in one fell swoop. The monarch rubbed slowly in my ear, "But after I saw you that day, I inexplicably began to miss the smell of books. If those old creatures were as obedient and obedient as you are now, and with a nice and pleasing face, then I might really be a good emperor in your eyes. ”

I sighed, stunned......

The night in the Changming Palace is always bright, and it is difficult to be diligent in the palace of diligence.

The mountains of twists and turns did not revive the restless heart of the emperor.

As I myself said: I am not a good emperor in the eyes of people. People are precious in self-knowledge, but sometimes self-knowledge is difficult to change, and the same is true for emperors. I want to be myself in style, but I am an emperor and a child of heaven in people's hearts. Life, death, and torture are all based on a single thought, and it is a human act, not a will of heaven.

I was on the high tower of the city, and I saw the desolation of the edifice.

It was night, and the imperial city was dilapidated and uninhabited. Only Changming Palace is still lit.

There is always a place in the heart of the human heart where the light pursues warmth, which is biased to a corner and swaying.

An arrow was nailed to the wall, and a blood-stained wedge was fluttering in the wind. I stretched out my hand and tore it off, and read it word by word by the faint light of the fire not far away.

Maybe it's because I've been with Ah Ling for a long time, and the pouring words are no longer obscure and elegant. The emotion that went straight to my heart, like a dusk drum and morning bell, knocked on my heart, and I couldn't help but want to applaud.

With such talent, I think I'm coming back to pick me up.

It's ironic. For the first time in my life, I read an article with a lot of heart, and it turned out to be an article that crusaded against my own life.

Changming Palace is finally going to really light up.

I shouldn't have left you in the dark, so it's time for you to go back, and it's time for me to leave.

The blood book, along the city wall, with the wind, swayed all the way.

Ah Ling trembled and opened his eyes dimly. Suddenly, there was silence all around, only the candle flame was faintly jumping. The oil was running out, and it was still dark.

I threw myself over in a panic, holding the lamp with my hand and sobbing quietly.

When I was almost finished, I suddenly thought of something, turned the room around, dragged out the paper that I had copied before, and threw it into the brazier frantically.

The fire was in full swing.

Don't extinguish ......

I burned it one by one, burning everything.

After the last piece of paper was thrown into the brazier, the door opened, and a cold wind poured in.

The flying sparks are scattered, and those good pasts, along with the ashes, return together.

END