Hibiscus Moon

Along the way, all the properties of Xiangsilou disappeared, and only a handful of ashes remained at the main rudder of Xiangsilou.

Looking at the entire sky, the sky and the earth are vast and vast, with the sun and the moon shining brightly. He has obtained absolute freedom, but he feels that he has nowhere to go.

All living beings, the vast hearts of the people, what is love?

He was sitting in the ashes, with a confused expression, one eye was dark and calm, and the other eye was crying silently. That blue eye was full of endless tears like the deep sea, tears that did not belong to him.

He didn't know how long he had been alone in such a desolation. When he got up, he heard the sound of blood flowing, he made a sudden movement, and ran away according to his instinct.

That was his calling!

The people in Acacia Building flow the blood of Acacia Building, and he can feel the call of blood.

At that time, the snow fell in the deep winter, and the spring rain was lingering again in a blink of an eye, the summer wind was scorching hot, and the autumn leaves were rustling again...

Following the intuition deep in his soul, he traveled all over the rivers and lakes, feeling the breath of everyone.

Everyone was amazed by his different pair of eyes on the left and right, and his neither sad nor happy expression. He traveled through the four seasons, traveled through the years, looking for things that seem to be there like a puppet.

Sometimes, he also doubts whether he is really heartless, why is he so persistent in an illusory feeling?

He can often feel the pain in his left eye and weep uncontrollably. He is becoming less and less like himself. However, the world is vast, and he has nowhere to go but to search.

The rivers and lakes were in turmoil, and there were swords and swords everywhere. He heard that Xia Yunfeng led the righteous way of martial arts to attack the Fire Sect, and personally killed Buyue. Ballads in praise of him circulated in the rivers and lakes.

One of the lines said: Every step of the way, the city is saddened by the moonlight, and the lonely sword sighs against the clouds.

He recalled the love and hatred between Buyue and Xia Yunfeng, lingering, and felt that the ballad was extremely ironic. In this world, there is no sincere heart, no long-lasting love|love!

Everything is nothing but smoke and clouds, love and hate are illusory.

However, he himself cannot escape an illusory obsession.

He has gone through three cold and hot days, spring and autumn come, and the trees are rustling. The years have carved marks on his face. One of his eyes is dark and unwavering, and the other is blue and desolate. That is the only thing that can be found in him. People "love".

Among the mountains and fields, there is a bamboo house of unknown people. There is running water in front of it, and green bamboo grows in the back, and the little boy is fishing quietly in front of the door. Although he is wearing a coarse cloth and short clothes, he has a straight figure, crystal clear and snow-white skin, and he has a style of a master.

Nan Pu stopped behind him, and the little boy turned his head vigilantly, but he looked about six or seven years old, with a pair of clear and bright blue eyes on his snow-white and childish face, with slightly deep eye sockets, as if he could see through people at a glance.

"Boom!"

Nanpu's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been hit hard.

This time, he really heard his own heartbeat.

That pair of childish and deep blue eyes looked at him for a while, and said affirmatively, "You are Nanpu, my uncle."

"Boom boom boom!"

Nanpu heard his own heartbeat again. He was obviously heartless and heartless, but at this moment, he felt as if his heart was strangled by a hand and hung in the sky. He heard the sound of blood boiling, and his hands were trembling slightly.

The little boy said: "I am Ying Xin, I know your eye, are you here to find my father?" His voice was clear and clear, his words were clear, his blue eyes reflected the golden sunlight, his expression did not match his age Old and steady, as if he was talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Nan Pu's ears were filled with the sound of a rapid heartbeat, his blood was boiling, flowing through every part of his body, as if at this moment, his body really woke up and became flesh and blood.

His lips trembled, looking at Ying Xin's mature face, he couldn't make a sound.

Ying Xin said: "He is right behind you."

Nan Pu trembled all over, and completely froze in place. There was no sound behind him, but he could feel the call of that blood, only because of the left eye that did not belong to him.

His body was stiff and trembling, and he couldn't turn his head back.

Ying Xin said again: "You came all the way to find him, why didn't you take a look at him?"

His throat was tight, and there was an ugly roar, and even his breathing was trembling.

Ying Xin said: "It's just a pursuit of love and love, you are all tired, why don't you take a look at him?"

The pursuit of love and love?

Why don't you take a look at him?

Obviously heartless and ruthless, how can there be love?But at this moment, he felt his chest beating violently and his blood boiling violently, he couldn't lie to himself.

He turned around slowly, one black eye and one blue eye slowly radiated light, reflecting the tall figure of the man, dressed in black and long robe, with hard eyebrows, under the deep eye socket, there was only one eye, blue The color overflowed with a sad light, and the man's long hair was already gray and white, revealing strands of silver.

This was the first time in Nanpu that he understood Ying Tianchang.

Tears flowed from his left eye again, and his right eye was still dry. His expression was neither sad nor happy, but the tears could not be stopped no matter what.

Red dust, love and hate.

He didn't know that he, who was heartless and ruthless, could still roll in this world of love and hate, and still have a heartbroken heart.

Ying Tianchang took a step towards him.

He took a step towards Ying Tianchang.

The two blue eyes looked at each other, and the same tears rolled down.

"Nanpu." Ying Tianchang's deep voice was trembling, as if it came from the depths of his soul.

Nan Pu looked into his eyes, his throat tightened, and he said hoarsely, "I just want to ask you if you... have moved your heart."

Ying Tianchang said: "It's too late to be tempted, and I regret it for the rest of my life."

Nan Pu slowly closed his eyes, his expression finally showed a trace of sadness.

He said: "I have no heart and no heart."

Ying Tianchang said: "It's my fault."

"The Lovesickness Tower is gone. I wandered and wandered with nowhere to go, but I was still looking for your trace. This became my only obsession. I didn't know whether I wanted it or not."

Ying Tianchang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly went up and hugged him: "Nanpu, Nanpu..."

Nan Pu looked at his hair which was mostly white, reached out to touch it, and said, "Ying Tianchang, do I mean it or not?"

Ying Tianchang hugged him even tighter: "The heart you threw away, I will help you retrieve it with one eye."

"So, that's how it is." Nanpu sighed, leaning against Ying Tianchang's arms, feeling very tired, so tired that he never wanted to open his eyes, didn't want to leave, this wandering world of mortals, wandering loneliness, all rested like this stop.

The author has something to say:

Well, I myself didn’t know that this episode would be so long, but I’m so tedious, I finally married Brother Nanpu, and my stepmother is also considered a consummation of merit. Next, it’s the highlight of your expectations hahaha , it feels like it should be short. . .Maybe it's my illusion, in short, it's the XXOO between Ah Yue and Ah Feng, you know, oh, and, a certain Linglong tour is back, more articles continue!