This righteous way always wants to die

"I regret it...you come back, okay?" He couldn't help covering his eyes, his choked words seemed like a child's.

But there has never been... regret medicine in this world.

Everything in the past has become the shackles of this moment, shackling him into an appearance he had never imagined in the past.

"...the gift of...,...protect..." Bu Ji seemed to be touched.

Duan Fanchen raised his head in a daze.

The short-lived words are just the remnants of the past, but they are not enough to support the future.

Bu Ji stood up, as if he didn't notice Duan Fanchen, he moved lightly to the side of the bed, and then lay down.

The sun rises and the sun sets.

Even though he had lost everything, Bu Ji's body still obeyed some instincts.

Duan Fanchen looked at the soul-returning flower that had slipped from Bu Ji's knee, and the faint light became more conspicuous because the afterglow had completely fallen.

So cold, he has restrained everything.

The flowers were thrown on the ground casually like this, like garbage that can't be seen at a glance.

In the early morning, Ling Che walked into Bu Ji's room, looked at the flowers that had fallen on the ground, and picked them up with a soft sigh.

"Why bother……"

Bu Ji opened his eyes on time and walked outside the door.

Between the fingers, the wooden sword walks away from the dragon and the snake.

Ling Che was boiling a pot of herbal tea, and the time was so quiet that one felt the atmosphere was too good.

Shu Tu had already woken up at this time, smiling, "Brother Xiaoji, Shu Tu is here to comb your hair."

Bu Ji put down his wooden sword and walked over unhurriedly.

Shu Tu gently and gently pulled up his hair, not willing to let him feel a little pain, even though the current Bu Ji has long since lost the so-called pain.

Ling Che left after making the herbal tea.

Shu Tu carefully blew some herbal tea and handed it to Bu Ji.

Bu Ji gently wiped off some floating medicinal tea dregs with the tea cover, and took a sip.

The demeanor has already been fully integrated into the bones.

Five years have passed like a day, and Shu Tu seems to have lost the sense of time for divination machines.

As if this is forever.

"Eldest brother, we are married." Lan Shiyu smiled and took Bu Ji's hands.

Trying to see the name 'joy' or other emotions from those ice blue eyes.

But look, but can't see anything.

It's the sixth year, and it's already done.

The divination machine has nowhere to go.

Lan Shiyu just smiled and didn't cry anymore.

She must have grown up a bit, right?

"I'm sorry, big brother, I left you alone..." Lan Shiyu let go of Bu Ji's hand, and clenched Gong Fanrong's right hand.

She looked at Gong Fanrong, and he looked back at her.

The vision I once had walked side by side with me, so happy, so unfortunate.

Lan Shiyu twirled and fell to the ground like a flower, and she made a grand gift of throwing herself to the ground.

"What are you?" Shu Tu, who was standing behind Bu's fuselage, was stunned.

"Brother, I'm counting on you." Gong Fanrong followed and knelt down.

At this point, they can no longer worry about divination.

Fate, it is cut off.

Shu Tu clenched his palms tightly and let out a sigh.

"Shu promised you that as long as Shu survives, Brother Xiaoji will not be left alone." Shu Tu also knelt down and kowtowed to them respectfully.

The divination machine seemed to cut off the air and time, allowing the three of them to interact, but there was no response.

Infuriating, tearful.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" Someone celebrated.

"Second obeisance to the high hall!" Someone shed tears.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!" Amidst the laughter, Shu Tu grasped Bu Ji's hand and turned around silently.

In the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, he is a talented man and a beautiful woman. He has star eyes and sword eyebrows, and is romantic and suave.

She smiles sweetly and looks forward to her beautiful eyes.

The author has something to say:

--Well, it is indeed the best result, from the perspective of divination.He felt that his own existence was not good for Duan Fanchen, and Duan Fanchen was "jealous" because of his demons, and he was jealous of the future that he could not get.So kill the divination machine.

However, Shu Tu hopes that Bu Ji will be by his side "permanently". Apotheosis of his state, leaving behind the body.

And no matter how other people have nothing to do with him, there will be no other people held accountable because of him in heaven.