Chapter 180: Separation

On a quiet moonlit night, clouds floated in all directions, and a faint light floated down the sky. This touch of color is like a person hidden in the lamplight, holding up a deep heart like the sea. There is more than sadness, but not enough pride.

The cold wind is lonely, the fallen leaves are swirling and swaying, and they scatter with the starlight in the ink night, aimlessly looking for the coolness of the world and the warmth of autumn.

The cool air of the night soaked the whole body, and seven points turned into a cold and pale moonlight, and the remaining three points turned into the melancholy of "others laugh at me too crazy".

The dead branches and leaves rolled by, although there was no owner, but when they fell, they still danced.

Shaoguang is late, looking up at the night, the starry sky seems to be singing with the lonely bird.

With the passage of time, the wind cooled a little, and everything around me had some traces of vicissitudes.

Lin Xuan glanced in all directions, in front of him, everything was lonely, and there was no sign of life.

It seemed that the whole world was subservient to his might, trembling, and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

Someone said: "There is a bucket in Weibei, and you can't use wine syrup!"

Looking down, the long-handled ladle was clearly in his hand.

At this moment, if you can light a candle beside you, wear the breeze of the wilderness, and drink the cold river moon alone, it is also a good choice.

When the night is cold, the autumn air is surging like a tide, and the three more rains are sprinkled on the sycamores, and the leaves and leaves and sounds will be a different kind of silence.

The falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and this has become the last blank space in this world.

Silence is better than sound.

A wisp of autumn wind rises, and today, every lonely cloud is as cool as brocade.

If one day, when the sun sets and the prosperity falls, everything in the world is dyed with a bleak golden yellow by the autumn wind.

Only the warmth of the flowing water family can comfort these strange emotions, just like the rising morning sun in winter overflows the eyebrows in an instant, and ripples of warmth ripples in the heart.

Floating like a dream, like a cup of new tea, bitter and astringent, with endless aftertaste.

The withered yellow leaves Gu Ying felt sorry for himself, and he was silent one by one.

In this situation, how can you not feel emotional?

Lin Xuan inexplicably remembered the apricot blossoms and fireworks under the hazy clouds. Like silk and thread, like fog and smoke. Soft as silk, cotton as silk.

Listen to the time to sleep, quietly come, quietly go.

Looking up, in the distance, in the corner where the maple leaves and cherry blossoms fluttered, the two snuggled up to each other, tears glistening in their eyes.

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth went up, with a playful smile.

The maple red that grows on the side of the distant street seems to follow this agreement that everything is lonely, and there is something wonderful interspersed with each other.

Under the combined rendering of the autumn wind and the autumn moon, the leaves are painted with a hazy jade color, which is brilliant and shining.

The bright red in the eyes is lined with the vast bright moon, blooming with a beautiful demeanor, brilliant and moving, unscrupulously exuding their domineering, such as scorching red, which can not be ignored, and the heart is unconsciously staggering with the maple leaves.

The cold night was silent, and the sky was only the slight rustle of the wind on the leaves.

The sound of hurried passage is curling in the ears, like a red dust passerby, saving the coolness of the autumn breeze, carrying the fragrance of leaf color, looking for a winding path in the cold autumn water.

Lin Xuan stared at the lonely street in the distance, and in a trance, he seemed to see tourists walking through the picturesque ancient town, strolling through the jingling wind chimes.

Strings of flaming red lanterns hang on the eaves of the whitewashed walls and tiles, like a simple picture scroll of vicissitudes of life, dotted with dazzling vermilion.

The deep alleys are filled with the fragrance of time, and the deep and long ancient alleys can't cover the refreshing smell, and its rhyme seems to be able to surround the beam for three days.

The courtyard is deep and deep, and the lonely atmosphere is scattered in the green hills outside the mountain, and the buildings outside the building are also on the plain paper, leaving three or two lines of pen and ink.

There are a few lonely bitter lotus trees growing in the pond not far away, maybe it is also tired, this is to see through the indifference of the world, willing to hide in the small pool, listen to the wind and rain in the fireworks of the world.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of the rain, the color of the lotus leaves has long been dispersed, and the appearance is no longer there, they are resolute and independent, their heads are lowered, guarding in a corner, tasting the indescribable loneliness.

In the midst of the fall, there is the freedom of independence in the world, and there is also the disdain of leisurely disdain.

Today, it stands with its head down, letting the waves ripple in autumn and winter.

The breeze hit, Lin Xuan stretched out his plain white hand and gently stroked the falling flowers between his palms.

The wind blows up the remnants of the flowers, and the petals he touches are fragrant and soft, and they are as beautiful as fireworks, elegant and timid.

"I still like you very much......"

Lying on the cold ground, the woman with long pink hair looked at Bo Feng Shuimen with a serious face, her eyes were red, her face was pale and bloodless, and her voice was trembling.

The fourth generation Hokage wave Feng Shui Gate shook his head secretly, he didn't know what to say for a while, everything in front of him came too suddenly, and he couldn't accept it at all.

Tonight there was wind, moon, and stars, but his heart was not at ease, but full of bitterness and powerlessness.

"Sooner or later I will leave this world and have to leave. But you will never see me alone, because I will only be lonely when you are no longer with me. ”

Xin Jiunamo held Bo Feng Shuimen's hand, sensing the blazing temperature, and a blush couldn't help but appear on his fair face.

A hint of gloom flashed in her eyes, and her body trembled imperceptibly, Xin Jiuna covered her mouth, accompanied by a slight cough, and a few strands of red blood suddenly oozed from between her fingers.

"You don't know how much I like you, no one knows, but everyone around me knows that I talk about you every day. ”

As she spoke, she showed a look of remembrance, her cheeks were full of tenderness, and even her frowning brow was stretched.

"I like you, very, very much like you, so can you lower your head, hold me, and whisper in my ear......"

When she said the end, her tone suddenly lowered very low, and even the flowing wind passing by her was louder than her voice, but although Bo Feng Shuimen didn't hear it clearly, he knew what she said.

He looked down at her with a look of seriousness and seriousness that he had never seen before, and he moved his lips, only to find that he could not say anything.

Strings of tears rushed to fall, and Bo Feng Shuimen was sighing all the time.

Xin Jiuna gently wiped his eyes, and then laughed softly, there was both free and indifferent in his voice, but also unwilling.

"Although I know the ending, I'm still a little unwilling!"

"You have to live well with our children in the future, don't be reluctant, don't be sad, although you must look good when you get old, I still don't want you to age too fast!"

She took a deep breath, and her eyes changed, extremely gloomy. Although she was thinking about good things, her heart was very heavy.

"I vividly remember the first time we met, the sky was very blue, the trees outside were bright and warm by the sun, the wind was blowing the textbooks, and then you appeared in front of me......"

"The wind was clear that day and you looked warm......"

"Hey!"

Xin Jiuna's tone sank, she spoke softly with a little expectation and a little hesitation.

"I've always wanted to know, what kind of person did you like before you met me?"

Bo Fengshuimen took a deep breath, although his heart was blocked, he still forcibly suppressed the strangeness and slowly replied.

Perhaps, at this time, he should leave her with good enough memories.

"Long hair, big eyes, good temper!"

The gentle and warm sound of the wind raised the temperature of the surroundings by a few points.

"Can you be more specific?" When he heard the other party's words, Xin Jiunai's eyes were more disappointed and lonely.

With long hair and big eyes, she could barely say yes.

But gentle...... These two words don't seem to have anything to do with her.

Bo Fengshuimen coughed lightly, he reached out and hugged the other party tightly in his arms, silently perceiving the cold body.

After a long time, he said word by word: "It's you, it's always been you!"

"I can't say why, but it's always you!"

Some feelings, even if they don't make a sound and don't need to express them with any action, will still run out of their eyes.

Sometimes, people who don't know how to express their feelings don't need a long, long way, just a look.

Xin Jiuna stared at the blazing gaze of Bo Feng Shuimen, and suddenly understood everything.

She laughed, and laughed heartily.

"I thought I could be with you all the time, but I didn't think it would always be what I thought I was ......"

Born in the Vortex Hidden Village of the Vortex Country, Shin Kuna lives in a miserable war every day as a member of the Uzumaki clan who unfortunately witnessed the destruction of the Vortex Country.

She is well aware of the pain of losing her country and family, and longs for a peaceful and stable life.

It's a pity that time never takes into account anyone's feelings, it is always cruel and resolute, and it flows away quietly.

She didn't know what to say now, she just kept sighing, one after another, like a downpour, falling densely. The wind hugged and sighed, and like thousands of raindrops holding tears, stumbling and drifting.

Like a person, often because he is amazing enough, it is like the cold weather, just when you meet a bowl of hot water, it is enough to warm your heart.

When they first met, she felt that the other party was smiling calmly, with some cherry blossom fragrance.

She had never seen a gentler man than him, and she couldn't imagine that his laughter was more intoxicating than wine, but the first time they met, she couldn't forget it.

After all, it is only a matter of two people, and it has nothing to do with the world. I didn't expect the other party to become a passerby in her life so soon, but she will never meet again.

Bo Feng Shuimen quietly hugged Xin Jiunai, and she didn't speak anymore, just looked at him with a pair of affectionate eyes.

The world is cold and boring, and she can't tolerate her at all.

The two of them just stared at each other, and neither of them broke this belated loneliness.

Spring goes to autumn, but it is just a simple repetition of day after day. Life also passes away imperceptibly in simple repetition.

The wind is getting colder and colder, Xin Jiunai's body is getting colder, and Bo Feng Shuimen's heart is getting colder and colder.

The young-looking face gradually showed some traces of vicissitudes.

"I'm sorry!"

After a long time, Bo Feng Shuimen was the first to break the quiet atmosphere, he sighed deeply and shook his head reproachfully.

"If I were a little more careful, if we changed places, if I ......"

As he spoke, he was suddenly interrupted by Shin Jiuna, who reached out to her lips and shook her head slowly, signaling him not to say any more.

"I don't blame you!

"It's not your fault! What is happening now has nothing to do with you!"

"You're doing well, you've been doing well. ”

The red cherry blossoms shiver in the autumn wind, and there are bursts of dark fragrance.

"I'm going to miss you!!"

The two men stared at each other, and after a long time, they both said this affectionate sentence in unison.