Chapter 80: The Old Man Meets

Gu Qingruo didn't snort, just blindly hugged the man she loved in front of her, but there was something strange in her heart, like him, she also had a nightmare that made her tremble, this dream almost swallowed herself, even if she told herself again and again in her heart that everything in the dream would not happen, and he would not treat himself so decisively.

Even though there are thousands of reasons to convince myself, there is a faint pain in my heart.

The spring breeze is skipping, the apricot blossoms are scattered, who is confused, and who is stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate themselves......

After resting at the inn for a few days, the two were ready to set off to join Xuanyu, but just as they were about to leave, an old man, perhaps perhaps a stranger, blocked their way.

A green shirt and snow brocade robe wrapped around the whole body, wearing a hat, covering the man's face, stepping on the shadow of the sunset, the green shirt fell on the thick twilight.

When passing by Gu Qingruo, Gu Qingruo's eyes swept over the man who was about to pass by, and there was always a feeling of familiarity, and when his eyes looked at the sword in the man's hand, Gu Qingruo's eyes froze.

There is nothing peculiar about the sword in the man's hand, but what makes Gu Qingruo stagnant is the hilt of the sword, hanging the wooden card, which is the four words "eternal life", which is the characteristic wood, which she carved with her own hands one by one, and at the edge of the wooden card, is the copywriting of her favorite Qianyanhua, which is the year she gave to that person when she was fourteen, as a gift for his triumphant return, there can be no second one in this world.

She stopped and called softly: "Lin Xiu." ”

Apparently the man was stunned, and the man turned his head and looked at her, without saying a word.

After a long time, the man slowly took off the hat on his head.

Yes, Gu Qingruo didn't admit his mistake, the person who passed by them was Lin Xiu, looking at Lin Xiu's eyes, Gu Qingruo was a little stunned in his heart, this look told her that he didn't seem to know himself.

Gu Qingruo called Lin Xiu again.

At this sound, Lin Xiu's originally confused eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ah Ruo, are you ...... Arro. There was a little more uncertainty in the tone, a little more distant.

This voice seems to have been weathered and has not been heard for a long time.

seems to have returned, before the destruction of the country, she was still in love with his boudoir woman, and he was still the heroic and sassy former general admired by the world.

But they were obviously only a few steps away, but why did she think

They are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and there is a gap that cannot be crossed, no matter how much they once loved each other, now they are just things and people.

The two looked at each other, but couldn't say a word, but they didn't know where to start.

Lin Xiu looked at her, and then at the man who was protecting her in her arms by her side, she was really a pair of unparalleled people in the world, she was such a match, and she did not allow others to blaspheme.

Lin Xiu smiled, glanced at Gu Qingruo deeply, took the hat, and turned to leave.

She wasn't the woman in the painting, he was looking for his lost memories, and the woman in the painting that haunted him.

He didn't look back, he knew that the woman he once loved behind him had found her beloved, her home, and she didn't need him anymore.

Looking at Lin Xiu's departing figure for a long time, Gu Qingruo smiled, maybe this is the best ending, it's better not to see each other, they are destined to be just passers-by.

Twilight pulled the woman in her arms into her arms and whispered, "Let's go!"

Gu Qingruo nodded slowly, and the two turned around and left, submerging into the thick mist.

After the three of them left, a touch of red appeared in front of the inn, without any expression, and it was impossible to tell whether she was sad or happy.

......

At night, it was drizzling, Lin Xiu didn't listen to the steps under his feet, he went all the way north.

That day, Gu Pan told him that the woman in the painting was in the northernmost part, and the north side had accumulated blood all year round, and no mortal could live to the deepest part of the north, and there was a place called Red Flame Mountain in the deepest part, and the person he wanted to find was there, waiting for him.

He didn't know who she was, who he was, but his heart regarded her as the belief in his heart, the light in his heart, he had nothing but her, he had to find her, and he was willing to spend all his life to find her, just to see her, just to know if she was okay.

The bell rang, one after another, one after another, one after another hit his heart, the pain hit his chest, the person who had been running for a few days and nights, the body was tired, coupled with this pain, Lin Xiu fell off the horse heavily, he held his chest tightly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his whole body kept twitching, as if the soul was deprived, inch by inch, the consciousness was gradually deprived, and his eyes began to dilute。 Passed out.

......

The night slowly faded, the morning sun rose slowly, a touch of warmth shone into the dark wooden house, a black shawl, also a black brocade skirt, to see the girl's face, the only thing exposed outside was a pair of bare feet, a red bell tied at the ankle, the black brocade robe, embroidered with a very bewitching blood-red mandosahua.

The girl seems to be extremely disinclined to the sun, wherever the sun shines, the girl avoids, the sun shines, I don't know whether I like or fear.

Squeak Squeak......

The window was opened by a black and red-eyed crow, and the crow landed impartially on the girl's outstretched jade arm, the jade arm was white and flawless, delicate hibiscus, and the jade arm alone was beautiful without a trace of flaws, not to mention the girl's appearance!

The crow squeaked, the girl thought for a moment, looked at the crow's red eyes, nodded, the crow seemed to understand what the girl meant, and flew away from the window.

Turning to look into the depths of the dark room, I walked out of sight, where there was a bed, and on the bed lay an unconscious man.

The man kept muttering to himself, "Who are you, who are you?" and then shouted in a slightly pleading tone: "Don't leave me, you won't leave me, I'm wrong, please tell me, who are you, yes...... Who's me!...... Please tell me. ”

The bell at the girl's ankle made a burst of noise, perhaps this bell is a beautiful and beautiful music to outsiders, but it is indeed a life-threatening talisman for the person on the bed.

The person on the bed was urged by the sound of the bell, the man seemed to be lost in a swamp, deep in it, he wanted to grab the wooden branch next to him, in case he was not trapped, but he reached out, the wooden branch would disappear, a swamp, he desperately shouted, for help, but with the sound of the bell became clearer and clearer, he fell deeper and deeper, the swamp was in his neck, tightly clutched his throat, his limbs were numb, he thought he might die here, but his heart was so unwilling, he didn't know who the woman in the dream was, he hadn't seen her yet, was he just dead？

The swamp filled his eyes, his forehead, and he sank into the depths of the swamp, unconscious, without struggling, only alive and with a heartbeat.