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That was really a long, long time ago.

It's just that the scene at that time was not so pure white, but a blood-red and mud-covered scene.

At that time, Pei Shan saw the news of Zhibai's torture in the newspaper, and he was so anxious that he coughed up blood.It was only then that he realized that Fuyao was not only Chen Bohang, but also his military master.

The newspaper said: [Extraordinary costumes, stealing information, transferring arms, secretly passing food...]

Everything was done by Tang Liyan for Pei Shan.

But Pei Shan sent Tang Liyan to the execution ground with his own hands.

The grief-stricken gentleman coughed and ran all the way into the miserable wind and rain.Autumn in Yancheng is not cold, but the rain is annoying.

When Pei Shan ran outside the city gate, he saw Tang Liyan stripped of his military uniform and wearing the cheongsam he bought, his face was dirty, his eyes were wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.

The indomitable and unswerving military master, with his military exploits, was thrown at the gate of the city for public display.

Passers-by usually glance at the notice curiously when they come over, and when they see the word "traitor", they will spit and leave indifferently.Some people saw the body in the cheongsam and kicked it viciously to relieve their anger.

Pei Shan couldn't bear and couldn't watch young officers sleep in the open.Even if it's just a corpse.

There were no entertainment programs in Yancheng at that time, and only a few troupes came back to sing after the war.

The babbling song floated to the gate of the city, scattered into the rain, and scattered outside the city, singing to thousands of idiots and complaining women: "The past is lingering, it's hard to send it away, and selling wine in a deserted village-comforting sorrow."

Pei Shan went to the clothing store and bought a costume with a yellow background and blue edges that the boy wore when he first met Tang Liyan. He asked the shop owner to help him put it on, and he also put on the eye makeup that Bai had taught him.

People on the street recognized this gentleman, and seeing him dressed strangely, they all looked sideways.

The gentleman straightened his chest and looked back frankly.

Raising his head, Pei Shan saw the erotic rain falling down, wet the foundation with makeup.The color is blurred on the face, like the setting sun overturned in the water.

"Looking at my hometown, the road is far away, and my wife, Qianliyin, is dead."

The distance from the store to the gate of the city was so long that Pei Shan was coughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, but he was tightly clutching the red thread and a dagger in his hand.

"Speaking of ambition to bring Xinghe back, empty arms and snow blades do not kill rape."

The singing in the distance is getting better and better, and the faster and faster Sanban calls the lonely people to have more courage.

The gentleman is no longer a gentleman, but like a soldier, going to an appointment, and at the end of the appointment, there is a young man standing there, raising his hand and asking, what is the best word for it?

"Sighing at the danger of the hero's life and death, parting, full of excitement, asking, heaven, heaven—"

Asked the sky, no one answered.Flies buzzed outside the city gate, surrounding the corpse and refusing to leave.Pei Shan knelt down beside his lover, took out a wet towel from his gown, and carefully wiped his young face clean.

He said, Zhibai, I know you are innocent and frank.

I know that you have been a long and gentle life, but your hands and feet are bound in the matter of loving me.

I am the one to blame.

I owe you six years, I owe you my life, and I owe you sparks in the sky.

The actor sang: "Ask the heavens, when will Wanliguan Mountain return?"

Pei Shan suddenly laughed.Passers-by only thought it was a lunatic, and was carrying another lunatic to make trouble here.Someone contacted the police station, saying that another demon was caught.

But it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore!Because Pei Shan had already taken out the dagger and pointed it at his wrist.

He said, Zhibai, you are hurt so much, you have bled so much, does it hurt?

He said, let me ache with you.

The drum was beating, "Ask the heavens, when will the moonless children be reunited?"

Tang Liyan's cheongsam was stained with blood from the shooting, and Pei Shan's costume was also stained bright red.

Pei Shan didn't shed a single tear, instead the corners of his mouth turned up.He has never been so relaxed, never fulfilled his wish, until this time, he went to an appointment separated by yin and yang - we guarded, hugged, until the next century.

I can really find you in the next century.

Pei Shan smiled and said, Zhibai, look how much our clothes look like wedding dresses?

The cloth was soaked with blood, and it was a red that never faded in the setting sun.

Jinghu rang, "Ask the heavens, when will you swing the three-foot sword again?"

The never-falling Xia and the never-old gown are entangled together infatuatedly, setting off the never-separated lovers.

The wound on the wrist twisted and twisted, like a tattoo like a circle of stars.

Holding on to his strength, Pei Shan dipped his index finger in blood and drew a circle on his own finger, wrapping it tightly like a ring.

Zhibai, I know you will definitely drink Mengpo soup.

Pei Shan whispered in the corpse's ear, the powerlessness of blood loss made him unable to raise his hand to draw a ring for another person, he could only hold Zhibai's fingertips in vain, causing the blood to stain the whole hand.

He said, just drink it, and wait for me to find you.

When the time comes, remember that I love you, and more importantly, we have lived together, very beautiful and happy.

I never gave up on you.

"The strong bosom is stretched out, and the head of the thief sacrifices to Longquan. But why is Tianyan full of sorrow and resentment!"

Pei Shan felt that the scene in front of him was blurred, so he had no choice but to let go of his strength and lie back in the arms of the man on the ground.

With a cold hand on his shoulder, he muttered something, which was the wedding vows.

This certificate, I am happy today...the red rope is bound together, and the perfect match; it is predicted that he will be together forever, Gui Fu Lan Xin...

He laughed, Zhibai, shall we get married?

We hold hands, I lie in your arms, someone sings a little song for us.

The sunset is so beautiful, the light rain is so crisp, and the clothes are so red.

let's get married.

"My God, my God!"

The high-pitched aria pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks, but the two people on the ground could no longer hear it.

Pei Shan lost consciousness, but when he was dying, he saw a picture.

In the painting, everything is brand new.New clouds, new water flow, new flower curtain, new... Tang Liyan.

The man stood behind the rain of flowers, held up the diamond ring in his hand, and smiled at him.His eyes are full of starlight, and he is no longer afraid of any twists and turns, only two hearts will crush him until death.

The man knelt down on one knee and said softly, "This time, let me keep the stars for you."