That day, I took Sister A's hairpin to play, and I remember that Sister said that this is a token left by Qingzun of Tiandaofang, which is not trivial. Riding a horse on the road, Sister Ah chased me for a long distance, and I smiled and looked at the difference between this ordinary hairpin.

It was also a moment of distraction, and I bumped into the face of Shenghua who was eating a sugar gourd.

The woman jumped on my horse and accused me of not being the one. Said with horizontal eyebrows, angry and cautious, I don't care, it's just a string of sugar gourds, worthy of this person's lifeless prancing horse. A neat skill saved me again. I realized that she was the one who called her face and was the one who Qingzun said.

When I first met with the fire, this person broke into Jiangfu in the middle of the night, and kicked me twice while it was dark, and then I fainted. The second time we saw me, I immediately recognized him as the one who "murdered" me that night.

It's just that this person is cold and tight, except for those who are pleasant to everyone else, they are cold and ignorant of everyone else. I don't know where he came from, but I feel that this person is very tight, and I want to tease him and make fun of him when I see his cold face.

Shenghua was devoured by zombies, and my father sacrificed himself for me and my sister to escape from Shenghua. Mo Sheng's road, Mo Shengren, my whole brain is confused, obey the arrangement of Sister A and Qingzun.

Experiencing life and death along the way, Baina Town almost saw the helplessness of Sister A when she was subjected to *, and I realized that I had left the Jiang family, which was really ordinary.

The nightmare of Forget the Sorrow River, that day and night, that group of people, that scar, a nightmare that I never want to recall.

As a man, since I was a child, my sister asked me to read the past of the ancients, behave politely, and stand up. I naturally know that falling in love with the fire is intolerable and disregardful.

But who can understand that kind of thing, when people are about to die, their hearts are like ashes. One person saved you without any hope of survival, without saying a word, only using his own body to block all dangers for you.

The fire fighter took me back to the inn, and due to the flow of people at the inn, we shared a room. He didn't ask me what was going on, he just helped me wipe my wounds and sat on the edge of the bed and guarded me.

Feed me every day, change my clothes, and take care of everything. I realized that this person was cold-faced, soft-hearted, and enthusiastic.

One night, I slept with the fire, and I licked my face and pleaded with him, deliberately pitiful to talk about my pain. Sure enough, as I expected, the fire softened and followed my wishes. I deliberately put my legs on the neatly dressed lower abdomen of the fire slayer, pretending to be asleep and dishonestly rubbing it on the fire scolding sheath. The fire fighter was also tired, and the first time he slept was heavier than me, I saw his jade-like face and smiled softly. Occasionally, the fire fighter moved twice in response to my teasing, and repeatedly lit fire on this person, and I was very excited to set myself on fire. It was this night that I was sure that I was in love with this cold man.

When I realized this, I was shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time. But I can't give up, this kind of shyness because I see this person's face.

The fire is sluggish, Yu Kite and Sister Ah can see that I like him, and Sister Ah doesn't say anything on her face. I know she must be against it. Xiyan didn't take it to heart, her mind was full of Qingzun at that time, and the two of them were greasy and tight, where could she take care of my business. This person seems to have no idea at all, and still treats himself as the most ordinary Taoist friend.

Inexplicably, I became a father in Lingcheng, and that night I got drunk and ran to the fire room to sleep all night.

This night passed too quickly, how I wish I could never wake up, Wen Ruan's matter is just a dream, I am still the carefree Jiang Mian, I can always simply like the fire and fire, without any expected like. However, what happened cannot be erased no matter what, and I will face these facts one by one when I wake up tomorrow.

This person is very stupid, and he said that he didn't like her, and he only had Qingzun in his eyes. He stupidly became the saddest "third party", unlike other "third parties", this person only pays, protects the woman he likes, and even watches the two of them linger with his own eyes.

How many times have I seen the fire warrior looking at Xi Yan and lost his mind, and I saw Xi Yan and Qingzun lost their souls when they were together. I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't breathe, so I wanted to rush over and hold this person's thin shoulder, and yelled: Xiyan doesn't like you, are you stupid.

The truth is that this man is indeed stupid. For the sake of embarrassment, how many times did he disregard his life and hovered on the edge of life and death. That time, Lian Zun almost killed the fire fighter by mistake, and when I looked at the dying fire fighter on the ground, I was not only distressed but also unwilling.

On what ground, on what ground. What did Xi Yan do to make the fire warrior willing to do this for her, regardless of life and death.

That night I deliberately said a lot of words to stimulate the fire, I vaguely remember that Xi Yan said that the amount of alcohol was not good, and sure enough, after three glasses, the firefighter lay unconscious on the bed.

It doesn't matter if you call me a nasty scoundrel, or shameless. After all, I got the fire slower, even if the lust was strong, all this person shouted in his mouth was "A kite".

Laughing and crying, I slashed twice on the smooth back of the fire-descending sling, leaving two finger prints that were deep in blood.

I don't know when I gradually became more troubled with Xiyan, Wen Ruan used the child to embarrass her, I didn't want to ask, and even hoped that Wen Ruan could go too far and force Xiyan away better.

On the day of my sister's death, I buried my sister with my own hands, and scattered her ashes on the edge of the cliff and went away with the wind.

At that time, my heart was like ashes, and I said: "Xiyan, why didn't you die?" "It's not a casual statement. At that time, I couldn't accept the facts, and my sister, who was still comforting me to take medicine yesterday, is gone today. I really want Xi Yan to die, and go down with my sister, there is a companion on the Huangquan Road, and my sister in the province is lonely.

Since childhood, as the only heir of the most respected Bodhi Dujiang family in Shenghua, I grew up in fine clothes and jade food, although I lost my mother when I was six years old, fortunately, my father loved it, and I never married in my life, and my sister loved and doted on me like a mother. My childhood, before I left Shenghua, was a brilliant piece of Guangping.

As long as it does not violate the word "loyalty", everything I want, people or things, even the stars in the sky, Sister will find a way to take it off for me and make me happy. Sheng Huaren said that I was stubborn and did not do my job, and after my sister found out, she ran to the man's house in person, accompanied me, and helped me save my reputation.

The existence of Sister Ah is not just a simple existence as a sister.

Sister A's departure, my despair, sadness, and unwillingness, who can pay attention to a little, even a little.

Saved Sheng Hua, I knew in advance the unusual thing about that feast, when I knew that Xi Yan and the Fire Descending Warrior were demons, I was stunned, looking at the Descending Fire Warrior with demonic qi and blood-red eyes. It took a long, long time to believe that the fire warrior was really a demon.

I can't even remember how that knife came down.

He was lying in his arms with a dying breath, bleeding all over his body, and he didn't even look at me when he left. The silence in the hall was terrible, and my sky seemed to have stepped on it, smashing me to pieces.

I actually killed the person I loved the most with my own hands, and I did all this to end up like this, how sad it was. It's ridiculous.

The floods in the north continued, and when it was time to hire people, my father resigned and left. My father said that they were wrong, they were very wrong, this is retribution, they have been officials for many years, and when they are tired, they will retire to the mountains and forests, be an idle person, and tell themselves that if they come to find themselves for the affairs of the court, there is no need.

Ten years later, the demonized Yu Kite came to my house, and I looked back at her, this person's same face and posture were the most unfamiliar.

Yu Kite said that the fire was dead, and his soul was broken, and he was afraid that he couldn't be reincarnated.

Nai He Qiao waited only to say that it was a lie, how could there be any obsession that could make a lonely soul linger in Nai He Bridge for ten years and not want to be reincarnated, not to mention that Huo Huo didn't love him, didn't love him, didn't love him at all.

Yu Kite is right, if you don't love him, how can you wait for him.

How could they wait for him.

People will have birth, old age, sickness and death one day, I want to wait until I die to find the fire, but the soul of the firefighter that Yu Kite said is gone, and he can't be reincarnated, where should he go to find this person. Suddenly I was reluctant to die, and what if I died, I still couldn't see him.

You don't want to look at me before you die, you should blame me.

I didn't mean it, what if I missed, it's true to kill the fire, and it's true that I lost the person I love the most.

Yu Kite said that he was to blame for all this, no matter how heavy the price was, he did it himself, and he had no right to blame others or resent others.

In the later years of the candle, I adopted a righteous son, named Paper Maple, and the eyebrows and eyes of the fire are three points similar, and I am very filial to me, and the day I died, I shouted the name of the fire in a daze.

Paper Maple sat beside me and watched me, persuaded me, and let me live. But I'm really tired, I wanted to be relieved early, and I don't know why I have lived so many more years.

He took my hand, and when I called, he nodded in response.

I opened my eyes, and the blurred face of the paper was in harmony with the cold, cool, handsome, and haunting face of the fire fighter.

"Do you still blame me?"

The man was stunned, and did not reply to me. I closed my eyes with all my heart. It doesn't matter, it's okay to blame me, or don't blame me, I admit it. It's just a little unwilling, and I love the man to death. After thinking about it for many years, people have not seen their last face when they are about to die.

Is it wrong, whether it is wrong or not, who can tell.

Many years later, I was reincarnated as a human being, I had no memory, I forgot all about the fire and fire, and when I stepped into the path of reincarnation, who could recognize whom. It's just a lost ghost, wandering at will, waiting for reincarnation, starting a new round of suffering, sweet or not, admit it.

When I drank the soup, I looked up at me and said, "Many years ago, there was a woman who was as reluctant to drink the soup as you did. ”