The heart lake is still calm, and the white clothes sit on the lake. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's been a long time since I've been here, but the scenery is different.

The blood flowers that swirled in the center of the lake became more and more delicate, and a silent island emerged from under the vines, the tip of which had just emerged from the surface of the lake, but did not cause any ripples. In Bai Yi's heart, Xinhu has always been a mirror, reflecting himself completely.

"You're finally willing to see me?" Bai Yi smiled faintly, as usual, calm and peaceful.

The beautiful woman did not show up, but Bai Yi still knew that she was hiding here. This is the lake of his heart, and what is happening in it can hide from him.

"You're really good at acting. ”

After a long time, Qing Yuan's voice finally came from the blood-colored flower vines, with a faint resentment like smoke. Those grievances were like incomparably fine tobacco, drilling into the lungs of the white cloth with the wind, harshly rebuking his heart.

She was complaining, why was she locked up, and now, could she really run away?

Shattering the void is not something that a soul without a physical body can rely on. He deceived her into this world, and he had already cut off her retreat, so why pretend that he wouldn't let go.

She has been in the game, and she has always thought that she was lying to him, but she didn't expect that his acting skills were better than hers, and he didn't let her know if he deceived her. In the end, it still fell into the palm of his hand.

"You're really good at acting. Qing Yuan gritted his teeth and said, even if a fairy-like character is a woman, there will be a small temperament that belongs to a woman. Her reasoning was that she was only allowed to lie to him, and nothing else.

This grievance could only make Bai Yi chuckle, although he didn't know why he was laughing, and he didn't know why he was proud. Therefore, he could only honestly answer: "It was you who taught me." ”

As Bai Yi said, she lied to him at the beginning, and it was she who told him that she would take him away after everything was over, but she broke her promise.

Yesterday's cause, today's effect. Bai Yi wanted to reason with her very much, but after thinking about it again, she really couldn't make sense with a woman. What's more, it is a woman who thinks he loves, what is the reason to talk about? Although he has not understood this word of love to this day.

What is love? He really wants to know.

"Cutting off everything in heaven and earth naturally includes seven emotions and six desires. Even if you break it, it's still your own path. It can't be changed, it won't be erased, unless you're really willing to give up everything. ”

Qing Yuan's voice coincided with the original memory, and Bai Yi was a little sad, but he didn't know where this sadness came from. Is it because he is willing to be her sacrifice and give up his seven emotions and six desires, or because he has given everything he has and is still abandoned in the end.

He doesn't hate, because he doesn't hate.

He couldn't love anymore because he hadn't loved before.

Although he was cut off from fear, there was some fear that was deep in the bone marrow that could never be removed, he was afraid of his ruthless, unrighteous, loveless, hateful, hateful, fearless, that was the most terrible appearance, that was a nightmare rooted in countless reincarnations. Although it was a true immortal path, it had lost its human temperament.

He has memories, but he has no feelings, so he has to imitate the fantasies he longed for in the past, but in the end he loses his flesh and blood, loses his freshness, becomes a false fake, and becomes the appearance he hates the most.

He tried to give up everything, he really tried, but in the end he found himself in a dilemma.

His power comes from this choice, and if he chooses to abandon this power, he cannot break it.

The end is connected, and the cycle repeats, like ants on the Möbius ring, running around all day long, but in the end there is no way out. Just like the poem, "The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to it." ”

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't shed tears. He knew what it looked like to cry, but he didn't feel it crying. He knew he was afraid, but he wasn't afraid.

In the end, Bai Yi had no choice but to look at the fairy on the blood flower with a smile that was more ugly than crying, and there was no rebuttal in his mouth.

That pitiful appearance seemed to be the most false performance, but Qing Yuan knew that it was his only truth.

Qingyuan bit his cherry lips, and in the end he could only be helpless, giving up his arrogance and stubbornness as a fairy. As in the past, he flew down from the branches, took the helpless boy in his arms, and slowly patted his solid back and comforted him. She was afraid of him because it was her sin.

Who wants to commit such a sin, but she has no other way to shatter the void and return to her homeland.

Someone once said that the saddest thing in the world is not that you have never had it, but that after you have it, you will forcibly peel it off and you will be alive.

You don't laugh from the bottom of your heart.

You won't weep for being moved, you won't weep for loss.

You won't be angry, you'll not be disappointed, you'll not be afraid, and you won't feel bad because of that.

All your truth is false, and you only have the emptiness of being alone.

What's even more terrifying is that you still have hope in life, you still have illusions, and you can't die yet.

What a pain, what a loneliness.

"I'm sorry. "The fairy can only cry, everything is the bitter fruit planted by her own hands, how can she pass it on to others. The fairy actually knew that what she was afraid of was not the falsehood of the young man in front of her, but the kindness and sincerity that he hid behind this falsehood without disguise.

She has no way to face it, she can't still fall in love with this teenager who has given everything for her after suffering such a huge sin. Because love is love, and not loving is not loving, and it is never easy to change.

"Actually, I lied to you. ”

Bai Yi suddenly smiled, without any performance. He pushed away the fairy in front of him, looked into her eyes, and said lightly: "My acting skills are really good." You're quite right. But you still can't leave, and you can never leave until I understand what love is. I'll lock you up for the rest of my life, because ・・・・・・"

"I feel like I love you. ”

The fairy couldn't tell whether what the young man in front of him was saying was true or false, because he was really laughing, and every subtle angle of that smile was extremely real and not false. Her eyes, her ears, all her perceptions told her that the teenager in front of her was not lying. But only her heart told her that it was false.

How can we distinguish such a false truth from such a real falsehood?

The Diamond Sutra has clouds: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble." If it is like dew and electricity, it should be viewed as such. ”

But if fantasy is almost the same as reality, how can we distinguish between it?

Do you sink into the illusory reality, or do you keep denying everything and searching for the illusory in the real? There is no end to the sea of suffering, when will you cross this maze? )