Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

As autumn passed and winter came, the leaves on the trees had completely fallen, leaving only dry branches. The wind blew, and a bleak air enveloped the mansion.

Under the tree, there is a person standing.The man was wearing a light blue robe and a white fox fur. His long hair was loose and fell to his waist. His black hair was like ink.He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, deep facial features, wheat-colored complexion, tall stature, and is quite a handsome man.Seen from the back, his tall and straight figure stands there, like green pines and ancient cypresses, but seen from the front, one can see a deep sense of sadness in his eyes.That kind of sadness was fleeting, and soon there was no wave in the ancient well, and no one could see what he was thinking.

Suddenly, someone hugged him from behind, clasped his hands tightly around his waist, pressed his face tightly against his face, warm breath fell on his neck, and kissed his face intimately .

"Alan, you are so pretty." The man's face was more handsome than his, and there was an obsession and tenderness on his face.

Between the sky and the earth, one blue and one white figure hug each other, like the most intimate partner in the world, harmonious and quiet, one cannot bear to be disturbed.

The man in blue didn't struggle, his expression was docile, he just lowered his eyes, covering up his complicated thoughts.

Regarding the silence of the man in blue, he didn't seem to care, and still said softly: "Alan, let me carry you into the room, don't be cold."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the person trapped in his arms and carried him into the room, then sat down on the cushioned chair in an intimate posture.He played with his black hair, his eyes traced his side face, Song Yan seemed to be in a happy mood, he rarely had such a happy time, and it was rare that he wanted to be tired of being with someone all the time Feel.At this time, Song Yan seemed to suddenly understand Huan Rin's mood, the kind of mood that one person is more satisfied than winning the world.It's just that when he looked into the cold eyes of that person, the flame in Song Yan's heart suddenly went out.Although he trapped him within an inch of his arms, there was always a feeling that Alan was getting further and further away from him.

There was a charcoal stove in the room, and the two of them got a little hot when they got tired of being together.Song Yan let go of him, got up and walked out.The remaining one looked at his feet bewilderedly, and easily entered the state of daze.After a while, Song Yan went back and forth, and there was something more in his empty hand, and he put it into Alan's hand to please him.A Lan's eyes finally turned from the ground to his hands.It was a sword, a good sword. He had touched swords for many years, so touching the scabbard felt a little unusual.

"Look." Song Yan said.

A Lan pulled the sword out of the scabbard, the blade was sharp, glowing with a cold light, and the coolness hit his face.It is indeed a good sword, forged from black iron, soaked in the blood of many people.His hand fell on the blade and brushed lightly.It was too sharp, and soon there was a bloodstain on his hand, and blood beads fell down.

Song Yan's face changed suddenly, and he grabbed his hand: "Alan!"

Song Yan stopped the bleeding for him, put the sword into the scabbard, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said in a soft voice: "Alan, if one day you feel that you can't bear it anymore, you can use this sword to kill me Let's go." Song Yan took his hand and put it on his chest, "Pierce in here, then everything will be over."

Song Yan's voice was bewitching, and he handed the sword into Ah Lan's hand, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

A real madman.

A Lan's lowered eyes concealed the light in them, but subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

East goes to spring, everything recovers.Alan's yard is already full of treasures collected from all over the world, and his yard is already much more luxurious than the Tai Chi Hall where the little emperor lives in the palace.

There was no joy or anger on his face, just like an emotionless doll, at the mercy of Song Yan.

One day, Song Yan asked suddenly: "Alan, do you want to see your sister?"

This is actually a big concession for someone like Song Yan who does whatever he wants.He wanted to curry favor with Alan, but found that he didn't respond to sending the best things in the world to Alan, so he racked his brains and only thought of this.This was the most embarrassing thing in Song Yan's life - his engaged wife ran away with someone else.

Cracks finally appeared on his mask-like face.A sister is a river between him and Song Yan, and it is the origin of their entanglements and conflicts. Now that there is such a tragic result, A sister has become a taboo topic.His elder sister, the elder sister who grew up with him since he was a child and was once very close, is already deep in his memory, and those things are just like what happened in his previous life.My sister eloped with someone, and with Song Yan's personality, if she really found his sister, it would probably kill them.He seldom thought about his elder sister, nor did he think that her elder sister was still alive. Hearing Song Yan mention it at this time, the dusty memory slowly unraveled.

He really wanted to see his sister. He had thought about it more than ten years ago when he was still Song Yan's nominal wife, but he was afraid that what he saw would be a cold grave. In that case, one of him and Song Yan would have to die, so he OK.

But now, it's different, no matter whether it's dead or alive, he has to see Elder Sister, this may be the last time in this life.On the way there, he could no longer take it indifferently, his eyes kept falling outside the carriage, with some anxiety and anticipation.

This trip lasted for a few days and nights. They walked through the mountains full of spring, through the dense forests, and through the desolate desert. Their destination was a small mountain village outside Luoyang City.

That mountain village is very remote, but densely populated, even so, A Lan still didn't feel relieved.It wasn't until they came to a farmhouse, which was three wooden houses, surrounded by a fence, with closed wooden doors, simple and crude, that Ah Lan had some hope in his heart.

"Back then, when I found her, was she here?" Song Yan said.

Alan looked at him suspiciously: "Did you do nothing to her?"

Song Yan looked at him calmly: "No."

Although Song Yan was moody, but he couldn't tell lies, Ah Lan was completely relieved.It seems that he didn't hurt sister.

When he knocked on the door, his hands trembled a little, and when the wooden door inside made a sound, his body was completely stiff.

After more than ten years, what has my sister become?Is she still as cheerful and carefree as before, like a bird in the forest, or has she become a calm woman with several children by her side?Although there is no past style, but the face is filled with a happy smile.Thinking about my sister's experience over the years, the latter should be older.

The door was completely opened, and a five or six-year-old child walked out of the wooden house, and ran out bouncingly. Looking at the two of them through the fence door, a childish voice sounded: "Who are you?"

Ah Lan was overjoyed, the child was dark and dark, and he couldn't see any similarities with his elder sister's appearance, but his temperament was quite similar.

"Where's your mother? I'm looking for your mother." Alan said softly, always with a gentle smile on her dull face, and gave the little doll a piece of candy.

"Aniang went to the market, and she will come back in the evening." The child said.

So, the two of them found a place to sit down and wait quietly.

"Isn't that kid cute?" Song Yan looked at Alan's eyes following the kids playing in the yard, and couldn't help but said, stretched out his hand dishonestly, and touched his stomach, "How about we also Want one?"

Ah Lan seemed to have suddenly regained her sense of shame, blushed, and slammed Song Yan's hand off.

Finally reacted, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he did the right thing this time.

At dusk, the child's aunt finally came back.When the dark and thin woman approached, Ah Lan did not move. Even after more than ten years, 11 years passed, he would not feel that she was his elder sister.Maybe it's just a passerby.And when the child in the yard pushed open the wooden door and rushed out to hug the woman, he finally couldn't sit still and walked over.The woman's eyes fell on them too.It was the gaze of a peasant woman, strange, a little afraid of them.

"Aniang, they are here to look for you." The child said.

The woman looked at them suspiciously, a little embarrassed.

That's not his sister, what Song Yan said...

Song Yan also frowned: "11 years ago, when I found this place, she did live here. It was a hut at that time."

Alan looked at the woman: "Excuse me, does He Yanlan live here?"

The woman shook her head blankly: "There is no such person."

He looked at Song Yan with suspicion. Although he didn't know why Song Yan wanted to deceive him, the facts were already in front of him.

"Eleven years ago, a couple lived here." Song Yan said.

The woman thought about it seriously, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "You mean Ahe? It is said that she escaped marriage and hid here with her husband?"

Song Yan nodded, and Ah Lan also became anxious: "Where is she now?"

"Ahe has passed away." The woman said, but it fell in Ah Lan's heart like a thunderbolt.Song Yan's expression also changed.

Ah Lan seemed to lose her voice, and reacted for a long time. His free-spirited elder sister has passed away?His face suddenly turned pale, and he became distraught.

After a long time, he asked, "When did she die? How did she die?"

"11 years ago. She and her husband lived here for a year. She looked like a wealthy daughter. At first, she was not used to life in a farm family, but her husband treated her very well. Gradually, the two of them got better and better. , if it wasn't for the latter incident..." There was a trace of pity on the woman's face, and she didn't say any more.

"What's the matter?" he asked eagerly.

"The fiancé chased after her and killed her husband directly, and she followed in grief. There was a seven or eight-month-old child in her belly when she went. What a crime." The woman sighed.

A Lan suddenly looked at Song Yan, her eyes were so sharp, with strong resentment and killing intent, as if she wanted to destroy everything.Song Yan, who was always fearless, didn't dare to look him in the eyes at this time, a chill came from the bottom of his heart, this was the first time he regretted what he had done.