Running all the way, guessing all the way, when Huaxin pushed open the door of the study, Shuyi was caressing the jade spike on the white jade on his waist and was quietly distracted.

His silent face revealed unspeakable sadness, and there seemed to be great pain hidden in that sadness. Such a lonely look, the painting heart was the first time to see it, so she stood in front of him, and for a while she didn't know how to question him, and didn't know how to comfort him, so she only stood barefoot and silent for a long time.

Shuyi was shattered by the painting heart, and when he looked up, he saw her lightly dressed and scattered, standing in front of him barefoot and panting, the appearance was indescribably charming and moving, he should have taken the opportunity to explain to her the matter of Tao Xin'er, and after proving his innocence, he happily made up for their belated candles in the cave room, but at this time, there were branches on the side.

Shu Yi looked at Huaxin in a daze, and wanted to tell her a thousand words, but when he opened his mouth, he said, "This jade spike was made by Nuan Nuan when she was eight years old." ”

Shuyi's voice was cold, his eyes were faint, the look on his face was retracted, he couldn't see any emotion, but the hand stroking Yusui couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Huaxin immediately froze in place, opened her mouth, and wanted to say, "You and her really have a story", but it was like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"Do you know why I didn't ask who you were?" Shuyi beckoned, motioning for Huaxin to sit next to him.

Huaxin didn't speak, spilled the tea on the table, and made a new pot before asking softly, "Why?"

Shuyi raised his head slowly, a trace of heaviness and loneliness appeared on his face that was too strange to belong to him, Nan Xunnuan's death evoked his long-sealed memories, and those broken fragments that he couldn't remember but couldn't forget resurfaced in his mind irrepressibly.

"Because I don't even know who I am, I don't know where I came from, I just know that I've killed a lot of people, why I killed, who I killed, I forget. I'm covered in blood, I'm covered in killing, I have chosen to bury and forget all such unbearable memories, what right do I have to ask about your past?"

Shuyi's words poked at Huaxin's heart one by one, and Huaxin's heart only felt that her heart was crumpled piece by piece, and was clenched inch by inch, suffocating and painful. She didn't know what he had been through in the past 10,000 years, but she knew that all the suffering he had suffered was for her.

Men are killed for her, and blood is stained for her.

Maybe the amnesia was because it was so painful, so painful that he didn't want to remember.

At that moment, if she could still speak, she would definitely tell him that her name was Huaxin.

If there is no restraint from the rules and regulations of heaven, she also wants to tell him that his past is not unbearable, he is the unparalleled king of the world but desperate for love.

He is the most radiant man in the world.

He is her, looking up to the one she has admired for 170,000 years.

"Nuan Nuan is the only person I have in this world, she was only seven years old that year, maybe the weather was too cold, the thick fox fur wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, like a round little ball, she staggered towards me like that, as if she would fall at any time. ”

"I was lying in the ice and snow, and the ice and snow could not hide the strong smell of blood on my body, I thought I must have looked very hideous at that time, but Nuan Nuan was not afraid of me at all, and stretched out her warm little hand to hold my cold numb palm. ”

At this time, the painting heart realized that it was not Taoxiner who took the lead, but Nanxun Nuan.

Huaxin understands better than anyone how beautiful and important it is to be in a desperate situation, the first person you see, the first light. Just like when she saw Jun Yi for the first time in Jiuyou, Jun Yi held her hand.

At that time, she fell in love with him at first sight, and she will never forget it in this life.

Is it the same for Nanxun Nuan who gave him his first warmth?

The freshly brewed hot tea was smoky, the eyelashes raised by the painting heart slowly drooped, and the afterglow caught a glimpse of the blue cloud sleeves that made her heart flutter after the tea smoke, she suddenly didn't dare to ask Shuyi, she thought, Nanxun Nuan must be very important to him, otherwise he wouldn't be so sad.

Shuyi's cool voice faintly came through the hot tea smoke, but the painting heart listened to it in a trance.

"When I woke up again, it was in a beautiful room, a little girl sitting on the floor on a soft wool gold silk carpet in front of the bed, her little arms supporting her little head, her head dozing little by little, and it looked like she had been keeping watch all night. ”

"Did she save you?" asked Huaxin as she sat down slowly at the long rosewood carved table.

Shuyi seemed to be immersed in a long memory and couldn't extricate himself, and still said to himself, "I don't know who I am, Nuan Nuan calls me Brother Yi, because the jade ornament hanging on my waist is engraved with the word Yi, and my voice is milky." ”

It turns out that this is how "Brother Yi" came.

Or that memory was very good, Shuyi's lips had a chuckle, although he smiled, his heart tightened, bit his white lip, and asked, "You were very injured at that time?"

Shuyi trembled when he heard the painting's heart, the words were hidden carefully, his heart was slightly soft, and he felt shallow guilt, his hand moved slightly, but he never stretched out to her.

"My body has no external injuries, but it is weaker than ordinary people, I can't get out of bed for several months, although my limbs are sound, but they are all decorations, up and down my body, except for my eyes, ears, nose and tongue, everything else can't move, Nuan Nuan has captured many famous doctors from the medicine school in Qingcheng, and the cause can not be found. ”

As soon as her eyes were hot, no matter how she held on, the hot tears had collapsed and smashed down in large pieces. She couldn't imagine how such a proud god-like man had endured the humiliating and desolate life of the living dead.

It was a curse against the heavens, and mortals naturally couldn't find out the cause.

"Have you suffered a lot of grievances?" the painting choked up, unable to speak.

The sudden rain of tears made Shuyi panic slightly, and his hand finally left the jade spike on his waist, gently wiping the tears on his face.

"It's not me who has been wronged, it's Nuan Nuan. Helpless, Nuan Nuan knitted Qingcheng's Zhibao Town Soul Bead in the jade spike, hung it on the jade ornament around my waist, and secretly hid it on my chest, so I just lived for a breath. ”

Huaxin's gaze swept over the soul bead on Shuyi's waist, it turned out that this jade spike still had such a origin, looking at it, Huaxin's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and an unbelievable thought flashed in his heart.

Huaxin's eyes were staring at the jade spike tightly, his hands were clenched hard, his heart was in pain, his mind was chaotic, and his expression was complex and compassionate.

She is the person he cares about so much, will she save it or not?

If she is saved, she is like a stab in the heart, and her diaphragm should be uncomfortable when she thinks about it.

If she doesn't save her, her conscience will be uneasy, and she will feel guilty when she thinks about it.

That's it, and the painting heart finally sighed and made a decision. It's not that she is kind and soft-hearted, but Nanxun warms her kindness and good reward, since this town soul bead is there, her life should not be extinguished.