On the lonely heart lake, he picked up the damaged bamboo pieces scattered all over the place alone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe body in white is rickety, like a jackal scavenging for waste, ugly and humble. His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he had not yet awakened his consciousness from the pain of the shattering sword intent, but the pain in his eyes was still clear, but it was clear that all of this was just an illusion for others to see.

Who else can you see? It's nothing more than the elegant and elegant customer service sister who looks like a fairy, and it's nothing more than the eccentric woman named "Qingyuan". He obviously wanted to forget, he had already forgotten, why did he still remind him of those painful and sad memories that had been buried.

When I first saw her, I vaguely remembered that it was also the late spring when it was like rain, when she was bright and bright, and the colors were bright, and it was a passing scenery. The boy passed under the old bridge in his hometown, and after that glance, he deeply engraved the picturesque scenery in his mind. Although he knew that the two of them were just passers-by who had no chance to meet each other, they had never known each other, and they met by chance, and after a glance, they were forgotten.

The story behind is plain and complicated, the boy is confused and confused with life, and when he occasionally thinks of that scenery, it is just a reminiscence after failure and decadence, or a momentary conversation when he bragged about his life with others. He never imagined that he would be able to meet the picturesque woman, and there would be no visible intersection between them.

But the world is often overwhelming, and he still saw it, and he still met her on that still rainy night. It was early summer, and the thunder that had accumulated in the gloomy sky for several days was all vented in an instant, venting the grievances and sorrows of heaven and earth. The fragments of time echoed in the young man's heart, and he gave birth to an inexplicable courage in vain, and said his heart at that time to her who was so embarrassed.

"I think I can help you if you want. ”

This is the beginning of marriage, and it is also the beginning of all sorrows. Although he never regretted his reckless and ignorant courage at that time, everything that happened later made him suffer countless traumas that ordinary people could hardly meet, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

As she said, of course, his path was set a long time ago, because it was for her. From beginning to end, it has never changed, and it is as stubborn as it is today. From that time, he has been with this fairy in her dreams, and he has become a sharp blade in her hands, living only for her.

As a person outside the world, if she wants to become a strong person in the broken void again, she must step on a lot of white bones and sacrifices. In the midst of countless dangerous killings, there are bottomless conspiracies, and there are also troubled and confused morals. In the midst of all these difficulties, the boy followed her guidance as he does now, and gradually grew into what he is now.

It cannot be said that there has never been doubt and confusion, but no matter what difficulties and dangers, it cannot stop his steadfastness. In the midst of danger after crisis, he continued to grow, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and removing those visible or invisible obstacles for her. But he never thought of himself like this, and in the end, she was left in the trap of the last battle. When he struggled out of the doomed trap with his last breath, he saw her who had opened the way to leave. The figure was lonely and resolute, like a goddess standing at the zenith, and no one could stand beside her.

But he still wanted to ask!

Why abandon him? When he had severed his last ties to his homeland.

Why leave him alone, when he had already made up his mind to follow her into the unknown.

When I asked tiredly, all I got was a pair of cold eyes that only saw the sky.

"Your path has been limited, and you can't reach the top of the world. That is, you are no longer useful. ”

"You're useless. ”

At that moment, the heart was suddenly broken, and there was no cure. The stiff body stubbornly but hesitantly moved forward, just to chase the figure that had disappeared in the rift that had not yet healed.

It wasn't she who brought him here, it was he who chased him after him. Maybe his own figure has never entered her heart, but he has never forgotten her looks, her voice, her breath.

Therefore, he understood from the beginning, he knew from the beginning, there has never been any customer service, there has always been only her, and there is only this woman named "Qingyuan".

Picking up the broken pieces of bamboo, the white clothes rubbed against the incomparably quiet lake under him, and shook off the remembrance in his mind. He has never been a persistent person, but he doesn't understand why he has an attachment in this woman that he didn't expect. Let that walking corpse-like self create legends and miracles that have never been imagined, and live a legendary life that has never been imagined.

Although I sacrificed a lot, although I paid a lot, this is not a reason for my complaint. He didn't want to think about such deception anymore, just because he didn't want to be deceived again.

Yes, he really thinks so, and it hasn't changed.

Because this heart lake has always been dusty with those things he doesn't want to remember, and these memories are the same. Because he knows that if people want to live, they can't hold on to sorrow and despair.

At that time, those deep times and sorrows were all separated by himself little by little when they followed that figure away, and the more painful it was, the more determined it was, and the more determined it was, the more painful it was. It was through this deception that he was able to maintain himself and his truth in the gap between worlds, while she could only empty her soul and lose the body she had seized in his world.

This is the truest story, the more rational and chaotic fate between them, there is never right or wrong in grievances, everything is willing, and the response he longs for has never existed from the beginning. Disturbing thoughts spread, Bai Yikong hugged the broken bamboo, unbearable tears slowly slid down his cheeks, soaking his powerless disguise.

But why did the tears on his face gradually stop? But why did everything not go back to the way it used to be? But why did he think again of the pain and sorrow that he had forgotten? But why did he cry?

There has never been any love that has been expected, there has never been a happy ending in which a knight defeats an enemy and then marries a princess, all good things are just lies to deceive the world. He should have understood all this, wasn't he accustomed to seeing the sorrows, pains, and lies that came from the hearts of men?

Why do you want to cry?