The long river is Miaomiao.

Xie Junhe stood at the foot of the cliff, where Su Su disappeared back then, blowing a happy leaf whistle.

Like a warbler crying, like a finch dancing, and like the crisp sound of ringing.

It was Su Su's favorite song. In the song, Su Su's soft smile is like the sun, projecting into his memories - gray memories, there is only such a glimmer of light. But this light eventually disappeared with the long river and with the sound of the leaf whistle.

Xie Junhe folded a paper boat with wax paper, lit a residual candle, and put Ye Whistle on the boat. As soon as it let go, the tumbling waves carried it into the vastness. Chase gulls and herons, chase duckweed. may never be able to catch up with Su Su, but at least, he can tell God that Xie Junhe is still alive and well.

Tears rolled down her cheeks: "Susu, I'm sorry. ”

"It's been ten years, and I haven't found you. ”

"If I had understood back then that the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes were far from being as simple as I thought, you would not have been dragged down by me. ”

"But now I have something more urgent to do. I can't keep looking for you, I'm sorry. He said.

The autumn wind blows the fluffy grass, stirring up the fluffy grass's attachment to the earth, but after all, the rootless fluffy grass will float with the wind. No one knows, and no one cares, where this inconspicuous canopy will settle down. Only the wind knows.

Xie Junhe couldn't hold back the pouring of tears.

When Chu Tao and Jiang Shaoyun were fighting hard, he couldn't be separated in Aotian Pavilion. When Chu Tao was humiliated by Qi Heng, he drank unbridled in the pine and bamboo forest. When the sharp dagger slashed across Chu Tao's wrist, he stood at the head of the Qi family's courtyard wall, a few steps away, wondering if Li Luo's figure on the street not far away would hinder his movements.

It wasn't until Chu Tao fell down silently, and the bright red blood flowed like a spring, that he realized what a terrible thing had just happened.

He will never forget that moment, only one step too late, but he could only stand firmly in the cold wind, silent, breathing coldly, looking at the emaciated shadow drenched in water, slowly falling to the ground, unable to support it anymore, but there was no shout, not a single wail. Blood stained the purple robes and flowed on the cold stone slabs.

Five thunderbolts thundered, and he could barely stand. His instinct silenced him. The exclamation was forcibly swallowed, and he could even feel his teeth chattering and the knuckles of his sword clattering. The killer's calmness told him not to move, after all, the black pressure of the bloodies around him had already formed an impenetrable net, and as soon as he appeared, the black shadow could immediately engulf him. But there was a strong voice telling him that he should break Qi Heng's body into ten thousand pieces!

He felt his chest rise and fall violently, but it was like a shadow grabbing his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe. Resentment was stagnant, and it seemed that the burning anger in his chest would burst him at any moment. There was water on his cheeks, and it was his own silent tears.

He listened to Qi Heng count Chu Tao's charges one by one, and listened to Li Luo tell about the entanglements between him and Zhao Haijun. Unexpectedly, he became the reason for framing Chu Tao.

Why......

He looked at Chu Tao's insignificant smile, and his unspeakable sorrow was like autumn grass.

I'm sorry......

But he couldn't say.

There is no crueler punishment than this. Just like back then, Su Su jumped a hundred steps away, and since then he has been isolated from life and death...... He didn't understand why God always liked to let him be one step late, but let him witness it.