Viola

In winter, the hilltop is covered with a layer of white gauze, which disturbs the vision.

The hills that we step on every year are covered with a new layer of snow, which is still so white, and under the snow is still waiting for a blockbuster green tenderness.

He visited this mountain every year for seven years, all for one person.

The sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus spreads in the mouth, full of rich memories.

The smell was painfully familiar to him.He looked at the sea of ​​bright red flowers not far in front of him, and smiled with relief.

He put the fluttering nonsense in his arms on the snow, letting his tiny footprints rage on the pure white.

By the way, if we say that in the past, his life was in full bloom like a red violet, and every day was blazing.Then he is now... probably in the life of a little sweet-scented osmanthus, plain and sweet, stable and simple.

This made him wonder how he lived in the past. There were so many open and secret battles in the palace that people couldn't help themselves.

Memories are like an incomplete jigsaw puzzle, very hazy, but...he still remembers how he was abandoned by Luo Luoxuan in embarrassment at the beginning, and then rushed to Wen's mansion, and passed out in Yu Wenshuo's arms.

Fu Wen said that the expression of shock and sentimentality is still clearly imprinted in his heart until now, and he is still so moved that he can't help but laugh.

According to Fuwen's diagnosis, his left shoulder was seriously injured. In the future, his left hand will not be as flexible as before, and its strength will also be greatly reduced.He repeatedly begged to marry Xie Yu as his wife. At least he, a useless person, still has the energy and desire to take care of her for the rest of his life.Then...he discovered that the conflicted and melancholy expressions of Master Fu Wen and his wife at that time were because Xie Yu was pregnant after being raped.

At that time, they were shocked by the news.

However, Xieyu responded unyieldingly to this precious life, she will shine as a mother, because the activity in her body gave her courage, and finally gradually recovered day by day, becoming healthier and more beautiful day by day.

They provided the most heartwarming answers without even asking, and decided to continue and protect this sudden little life.

Nobody mentioned Changxiu or his marrying Xieyu anymore, it was too rude for Xieyu.

Later, Chang Xiu became the coach.In order to restrain Chang Xiu, Rao Luoxuan will not release General Chang Liu.This is the Rao Luo he is familiar with, raising wild beasts as pets and never forgetting to tie loose but deadly ropes.

Soon after, Xiao Di Fenlu released Rao Luo from the British Empire, and his relatives gave him great strength and taught him to walk more maturely and firmly.

Fuwen said that he became the prime minister for granted, replacing Li Daoyue's previous position.But he didn't ask why Fu Wen resolutely gave up after only maintaining his dream for more than two years, and resigned from the high position without any regrets.That may have a lot to do with the sudden death of the fifth princess Rao Luoyu, which is a wound that Fuwen said has not yet healed.

Then, to his greatest delight, he found that his hands were strong enough to pick up the two brats.

Xieyu's baby was born in October, twin brothers Nongyan and Zhanyan, a pair of smart, elf and willful little naughty.

They agreed that Uncle Fu Wen was responsible for teaching poetry and songs, Fen Lv taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he was in charge of martial arts accomplishments... But it's too early to say these things, and now we just need to see that they are exhausted.

The sweet-scented osmanthus candy gradually melted and swallowed, not afraid to disperse.

Many, many things have happened in the past three years since I left Rao Luoxuan.

But he can't forget all the things in the palace in the past, and he still looks forward to saying "I'm doing well" to him, or being satisfied just seeing him.Thoughts turned into a driving force, let him admire the red viola every year, maybe...

He laughed at himself.

Maybe I was lucky enough to watch the same Viola plant with him, as he said, it can be regarded as a mutual appreciation.

The person who will reward him with him in the future is not him, but the queen of Rao Luoxuan - the marriage of the allied country, the princess of the Yingqi country.

As soon as Shou Rao Zheng raised his eyes, that Nong Yan ran and then slipped and fell in front of him with a slight sound... or fell face up.These two little ghosts are used to walking on rolling wheels.He couldn't help smiling wryly.

He walked up to the little ball and asked, "What's so funny?"

The nong'er who laughed vigorously must have discovered something again.

Nong'er lay comfortably on the snow without getting up, his big eyes stared straight at the sky.Shou Rao Zheng followed his line of sight, his eyes were dyed with endless tones.He exhaled in admiration.Dusk, cloudless sky, so beautiful.

It turns out that walking to the top of the mountain is another breathtakingly beautiful scene.The baby can't get tired of looking at the painted sky, and refuses to get up.

"If you catch a cold, I won't take care of you." Shou Rao Zheng hugged him from the snow, letting the little man lean on his shoulder comfortably.

Nong'er was playing with his silver hair restlessly again, Xie Yu laughed and said that he was better at taking care of those two urchins than her mother...

Of course, he used to take care of people who were simpler and more complicated than them.

That's always the insecure person.

Shou Rao approached and saw the red pansy, blooming its last beauty under the afterglow.

Hold on to the last breath and proudly bear the weight of the wind and snow.Why not teach people to admire?

He patted Nonger's cheek, telling him to turn his head.

The strong impact of a piece of white and red made Nong'er scream excitedly, twisting his body and trying to run down the snow, heading straight for the tide of flowers that was blowing with the wind and waves.

Shou Rao clearly put him on the snow, let him experience the magnificence for himself. "Be good and be careful."

After a while, Nong'er ran, fell, and slipped, and he ran smoothly to the forest in front of him, slipping away without a trace.

"Nong'er..." Suddenly, Shou Raozheng felt a burst of cold, he pulled the cloak tighter, wrapping himself to absorb warmth.

Although even the cloak is not his.

It was still in pain, so he put his hand into his chest, silently feeling the faster beating.

It's really outrageous, there should have been the same gorgeous sky at dusk back then as it is now.

But he waited and watched with a thousand times more heartache than now, he thought that he would be suffocated by the gushing bitterness, but he no longer thought that Rao Luoxuan needed him.

Not only the clothes, everything about him has always been bestowed by Rao Luoxuan, but a disliked doll is not even qualified to stay, and even bowing his head by his side is an obstacle to his eyes.What he expects, the master does not necessarily give.

He remembers the day when the anxiety of wanting to hold him was driving him to the point of madness.Through a door, he confessed his love for the past four years again and again but got no response at all, how ridiculous it was for him to dream back in the middle of the night that he kept begging that day.

Mingming Rao and Luo Xuan have said it so clearly, now he abides by the agreement every year, and what answer is he looking for?

He stopped suddenly, noticing that the red violets on this tree were particularly angry and beautiful.

He knows that even though its spiritual beauty is not for later withering, there is still a kind of touch left in his heart that will not be worn out.

That's it... He put his hands behind his neck and took off the necklace.The black teardrop slid down his collarbone.

Shou Raozhen stared deeply at the obsidian that had been with him for many years, still as captivating as the first time he saw it.

The rays of light burst out in different shades under the afterglow of the setting sun, really like that person's eyes, complex but simple...

Even it couldn't bear it, no wonder it weighed heavily on his heart and made him suffocate.

It has seen so much pain and longing day and night like an ocean.Is this obsidian laden with tears shed in his stead?

It's too heavy, it contains Xie Yu's affection for him, and he can't let go of Rao Luoxuan, how can he afford to wear it?

I hated it so much at one time, and I was so attached to it that I couldn't eat or drink it. In those three years, I threw it away repeatedly and couldn't help but pick it up again.

This time it's really farewell.

He tied it to the branch with the red viola.

He looked obsessively at the warm scene in front of him, did the fiery red and the calm black image lean on each other?

It's enviable to cuddle up to each other.

The height of the hanging pebble just met his eyes, which seemed to capture him captive.

"Take care." As if facing that person, he said this sentence.

He smiled wryly, why are there so many fantasies?

This time will be the last time I come to this mountain.

The next year, the silver hair returned to red, and even this body was unwilling to hold on to Rao Luoxuan, he couldn't find any reason not to release himself.

If in the past his heart was beating for Rao Luoxuan, let's live for himself in the future.

The closer to the birthplace, the more petals there are on the ground.Along the way, Shou Rao picked up one candy after another distractedly.

That fool, keeps running and dropping candies...

Fu Wen made a joke, running and dancing, humming an unknown song.

His cheeks were flushed with excitement, and he couldn't even care about the cold.

The scene in front of me was like a sea of ​​fire.

Because when I got closer, I found that the branches supporting the flowers were dead black twigs, and the flowers on the branches were fireballs that took nutrients from the whole tree and burned them. Burning sea of ​​clouds.

No wonder, the sky burned so brightly that there was not a single cotton wool left.

The little baby's round eyes were wide open, and he couldn't take a look at it. It wasn't until he approached the tree trunk that he realized that the flower was too high for him to touch.

He jumped and jumped as hard as he could, stretched out his little hand and waved it in mid-air, only catching the air, "Woo, woo..."

He wrinkled his nose, and there were six or seven small footprints deep in the snow.The shaggy ermine hat fell down at his excessive movement.

Fu Wen stared straight at the beautiful flowers, but didn't notice that she kept jumping upwards, and the candy in her arms kept falling, shedding a sporadic colorful rain on the snow.The child's head is big, and if he jumps two or three times in the posture of looking up, he will fall backwards.

Suddenly, he couldn't stand still, his body shook violently, and he was about to slip and fall...

But that little back leaned against the warmth.

He looked in surprise at the big bright red flower in front of him. "ah……"

He immediately broke into a smile, and stretched out his hands to take the flowers in front of him, but he stopped them.

"Don't touch it." Huaxin harbors a little-known poison in this fierce thing.

It wasn't the voice of contention...Nong Yan probably realized this, so he looked up to see who was behind him.

Fu Wen made a fool of herself, even her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

At a glance, the visitor didn't know if it was a man or a woman.But those eyes made Nonere feel very familiar.

He may not remember it, but in fact it is exactly the same as the obsidian that his uncle Zheng hung.

Although there was a faint smile on the visitor's face, the smile didn't seem to reach his eyes.This expression unexpectedly suits this person.

Until he set foot on this hill again, Rao Luoxuan had left and missed that person for a thousand days.

Planted a lot of red violets, even if the person doesn't come, I hope he can see this red corner from a distance...

It's hard to say why, Rao Luoxuan was immediately attracted to this cute baby when he saw it.

The baby jumped and ran, and finally turned into colorful sugar balls.

...Will his soon-to-be-born child look like this in the future?He hoped it would be.

As a thank you gift to make him laugh, he took off the flower and showed it to the baby.Unexpectedly, the baby was so comfortable with his back against his legs that he didn't stand up. He was not shy at all, and he was surprised that he was so kind to him.The child raised his head and stared at him fiercely, then dug into his bosom.

"Uh." When I stretched it out again, there was a small round thing in my palm.

It's syrup.

He evoked a smile, which was the good boy's return gift.He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten this sweet thing.

Interesting, he became interested in this elf who suddenly appeared in the snowy forest. "Baby, what's your name?"

Another candy.

Shou Rao bent down to pick up the orange candy, and smiled wryly.

The distance between the candies is getting closer and closer, and the baby is tired from running, so he should be not far away.

It's time for them to go back.Long Sleeve is about to lead the army to the warm south for military training, so today they are invited to Xiaodi Mansion for a gathering, and they will probably meet again in the spring of next year.If you delay everyone's dinner time, I don't know how many supercilious looks you will get when you go back...

"Fuck?"

When he looked up, he froze.

The ungraspable candies fall back onto the snow.

He bumped into another pair of equally shocked eyes, and it was him.

The strong kiss five years ago was as shocking as it is now.

The whole world is so quiet that there is only the sound of heartbeats. Their encounter at this time seems the most natural, but also the most absurd.

It turns out that the breath, body, and appearance in front of him are not illusions, but a living person.

It is definitely easier for them to cope with the inexhaustible thoughts than at this moment.For the desire to see this person again, I don’t know how many days I was so melancholy that I lost my mind, and how many nights I was so depressed that I lost sleep.Now that they saw each other, they only knew how to get lost in each other's eyes, as if the person in front of them would disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye, they looked at each other greedily, unable to return to their senses, neither of them wanted to move their eyes away first.

Until Nong'er felt strange pulling Rao Luoxuan's clothes.

Rao Luoxuan trembled all over, pulling back his thoughts with great difficulty.He looked at Nong'er's face, and all his thoughts gradually came back.

he laughed.Lifting the little baby's chin with his fingertips, he asked, "Shou Rao?"

He still remembered that each generation of Shou Rao was named after only one character.This must be Zhenghe Fuwen Jieyu's child, right?

Shou Rao Zheng took a step forward and walked slowly in front of him.

He even thanked Rao Luoxuan for speaking the first sentence to him first.

There is a small box hidden in his heart, and all the frivolous past and unforgettable emotions of youth are stuffed into it.He only hoped that by the time he opened it calmly, what was left in the box was relief and gratitude.But he was wrong, three years is too short after all.

"Fu Wen is making a joke." The closer she got to the man's side, the more ready to move the things in the box.

What has passed away cannot come back, but it wants to destroy him with an even more irresistible posture.

They're probably less entitled to peace than a couple of old friends...

"Yuwen? The child uses this surname?" Rao Luoxuan was stunned.

...That's right, since he declared to the outside world that the last descendant of the Shou Rao clan was given death, then Shou Rao's surname should not be used.

He looked down at the small face carefully, and always felt that it lacked the familiar outline and facial features, and the hair was not red...

"I didn't marry Xie Yu."

Maybe there is no need to explain, but Shou Rao said it.When he got closer, he realized that Rao Luoxuan was no longer his little prince.

He is more oppressive than ever, and his gestures are full of confidence.This is the charm that Rao Luo Huang should have.

Rao Luoxuan has grown taller, and her stature is about the same as his.The few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, he and his, silver and black, chased and hid, and wanted to be entangled several times, but because of the distance between them, they never met.

Shou Rao Zheng suddenly woke up. In fact, he should kneel, he should salute... in front of this young and excellent Rao Luo Huang.

"Is that so..." Rao Luoxuan seemed to understand the hint in the words, but he didn't ask anything.

The atmosphere has become ambiguous. There was such a forbidden relationship that shook the government and the public, but now it is just delusional to whitewash the peace.

What would want to break away from it all and laugh at the hypocrisy of the peace they've worked so hard to make.Only he himself knows that he is not content to stand here and smile at him.In fact, how much he wanted to ask him why he didn't marry Fuwen Jieyu... It's just that everyone was afraid to touch the reason.

"How have you been all these years?"

All the words of "long time no see" are no longer necessary, and no one understands the hardships of a moment better than him, and that kind of long time makes his days feel like years.He already knew that Zheng was not suitable for life in the palace. Could it be that he himself...doesn't want to leave?

"fine."

Shou Rao Zheng lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Rao Luo Xuan's eyes.

They shouldn't be in that kind of relationship anymore, but Rao Luoxuan still repeatedly persecuted him with his presumptuous eyes, he is no stranger to it.

Rao Luoxuan is always willful and selfish and ignores the efforts of others.

The atmosphere that was unbearable to stay for a while longer, the weight of memories did not leave with the obsidian, it turned out that the container was his heart.

He had a premonition that if he stayed again, it would be out of control, but he never wanted to be as embarrassed as last time.

Show your indifference beautifully and leave gracefully.he kept telling himself.

"Then...it's getting late, we have to go back. Nonger?" He leaned over and stretched out his hand to the little boy who was watching the flowers intently. "Farewell, Mr. Rao."

It was up to him to say goodbye this time, and there must be an ending between them.He doesn't say goodbye, he won't see you at all, why bother to look forward to it?

Rao Luoxuan couldn't help being shocked violently, but he didn't have the qualifications and identity to stop him in his footsteps.

He shouldn't have come at all. It turned out that he couldn't bear another cruel separation.He has not yet put the revenge that has tortured him for many years on Zheng who stayed out of the matter, but this guard is cunning and wants to escape.

Seeing that when Zheng bent down, the place on the collarbone that should have been reserved for him was empty, without the obsidian, he shook his smile, and could no longer maintain the illusion of calm.He didn't even have time to say a word when he felt Zheng brushing past him.

Don't treat him so unfeelingly...

Before he realized that he would destroy all illusions of peace, he had already acted.He held onto the cloak of Zheng tightly.

"This is mine." Why leave him with a farewell?The cloak was his, and so was he.

Shou Rao smiled in relief.The brilliant sky in front of me and the red viola complement each other and are still beautiful.

In the evening that almost drowns everything, the beauty of Scarlet Viola will fade no matter how strong it is, so please let him go...

He didn't turn around.

Looking at Longer who was running farther and farther, that was the direction he should go.

Resolutely he tore off the thin straps of his cloak, and the cloak slipped from his back onto the snow.

It was his all that should have been given back to him, and he wasn't any more.Love and hate are still memories, anger and sadness, nothing else.

Rao Luo Xuan didn't catch the cloak, Shou Rao Zheng's doing so only cut off their only connection.He just let the cloak slip through his fingers and fall like one of the petals.He bit his lower lip.

"do you still love me?"

Ridiculous and stupid question.

Even if they are willing to give everything for each other, without those misunderstandings and disputes, there is still a lonely and charming girl, and they still want to continue the blood of the Rao Luo Dynasty, and they have to explain to thousands of people... knowing that they will be separated in the end, but Why let him clearly remember the words that hit his heart one after another that day?

"Is there a difference?" Shou Rao's voice came from the front, very very faint.

Loving this tormenting thing doesn't help them at all when they can't help themselves.

Rao Luoxuan couldn't hold back anymore and turned her back!He hated the miserable begging that day, and also hated today's indifference!

The moment Shou Rao Zheng turned around, Rao Luo Xuan fell into the deep pool that made him crazy.collapsed.

want to kiss him.That's all he knows.

The sudden urge was so strong.

He stretched out his hands to hold the cheeks of the person in front of him, closed his eyes, and sincerely told his thoughts of these years one after another.

"I miss you, I miss you, I miss you..."

Every time he said a word, his kisses sprinkled on Shou Rao Zheng's face like light rain.May he know that he was not the only one who suffered back then, but also him.

Look at him, he is still in the same place as before, loving the person he loved back then.

Shou Raozheng didn't dodge, but just quietly felt the emotion of that sentence after sentence, a thousand days.

With his eyes closed, he didn't kiss him back, hug him, or respond.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, afraid to see Rao Luoxuan who confessed everything and begged for love.

He didn't dare to open his lips, he was afraid that the overflowing words would be "take me away, anywhere is fine", because he still wanted to stay by his side.

He didn't dare to touch him either, afraid of holding him consciously with both hands.So he used all his strength to suppress the surge in his heart, and stood dumbly.

Rao Luoxuan panted lightly, staring at him with bitter eyes, trying to see through the depths of his heart.

"Open your eyes." His lips pressed against his tightly closed eyelids, and his tone was full of pleas.

Look at him, open your eyes and look at him.Fight, look at this miserable man. "Open your eyes... fight!"

It was only now that he confessed his love in front of him with this desperate gesture. He finally realized the feeling of fighting in the past, loving so much that he couldn't even care about his self-esteem and everything.

Shou Rao felt the heat of the light kiss.

He knew that Luo Luozhen was still that Luo Luoxuan, but he couldn't continue to be that Shouluozheng who only cared about loving him.

He didn't ask for it, he didn't give it.That kiss that everyone desperately longs for and fears the meaning behind it.

His eyes were opened, and he just looked at the humble person in front of him with a kind of pity.

Doesn't Rao Luoxuan bear the shadow of his past?But he was no longer as stupid as before, so stupid that he thought Rao Luoxuan would leave him behind, so stupid that they could stay together for a lifetime.They can't do it... He would rather spend his whole life thinking about it than start this tortured love.What he craves most now is the occasional time spent in nostalgia, the calm of peace without waves.

In that year, Rao Luoxuan had more desires for the throne than defending the Rao Contest.

At this moment, compared with Rao Luoxuan, he has more security that he wants.

"Compared to you, now I have something I want more..." Shou Rao Zheng gently squirmed his thin lips.Stop forcing him to believe something, promise something, start something, none of which they can finish.

Rao Luoxuan still wants to be an emperor... Didn't he want him to look at the man who asked him to take care of everything back then, how can he be a good emperor?

An emperor's favorite should be a woman who is virtuous, virtuous, and able to mother the world.It wasn't him, it couldn't be him.

"Do you still love me?" Rao Luoxuan was begging for an answer, even if it would only add regret to them.

The person he loves is right in front of him, so close but so far away.That indifference made him tremble with pain all over his body.

"If I still love you, wouldn't it be too sad?" Shou Rao struggled to stick to his lips, and after a long time, he murmured something specious.

This sentence, I don't know if I am asking him or myself?

Looking into Zheng's still beautiful eyes for a long time, Rao Luo smiled.

He left Zong's lips and distanced himself.

Indeed, Zheng was right.If she still loves him until now... that would be a kind of sadness.

He couldn't imagine how difficult it would be for Zheng to leave after being completely injured by him, hating him day and night.If this is the case, how can the poor man be qualified to say that he is doing well?Could it be his original intention?He wants to live a good life outside the palace, away from all killings and possible regrets in the future.Now that he has achieved it, it is his despicable request to show sympathy to those he loved in the past.Compared with any retention, he knew better that he didn't want to ruin the person in front of him.How could he forget the meaning of persistence?

That, for struggle, is a betrayal of past hurt and present healing.

Starting with that forced kiss, in fact, the parting under the scarlet Viola was also a beautiful coincidence.

On this snow field where everything started and ended with tolerance, and under the flood of flowers, after all these years, he finally got an answer.Even if that answer is not the best, it is the most complete for them.

"Thank you for being with me for seven years." He exhaled slowly, exhausted after being relieved.Including the four years when they struggled constantly, and the three years when they were enthroned only thinking about him.

Thank him.

"Thank you for letting me stay with you for seven years."

Shou Rao felt emptiness because of the sudden loss of warmth on her lips, but she didn't regret it.

Rao Luoxuan told him in a disguised form that he still loved him until just a moment ago.

The dull pain would take many years to dissipate... But there is no one in this world who makes his heart move so much.

This gratitude shook his world more than hatred.Those who have cried, laughed, settled, suffered, joyed, angry, doubted, expected...all are given by him.

Thank you for his willingness to admit that Shou Rao Zheng brought him more warmth than harm.

Thank him for making Shou Rao Zheng love him for seven years.

Thank you for expressing your gratitude to him.

More than love and hate, there must be apology and gratitude. They have spent their lives in these seven years.He just let go of his hand a moment before touching eternity, the eternity he had seen, heard and remembered.

"Take care of yourself."

Because in the future, there will only be the fragile Rao Luo Huang in front of him, without him by his side.He just wants him to take good care of himself and live a good life.

"You too."

If his earlier look had been bleak for lack of a smile, he'd laugh.

At least, Rao Luoxuan hoped that he was smiling when he saw Zheng for the last time.Their footsteps of leaving are already heavy enough that they don't need to bear the weight of tears.

He is no longer the prince sitting on the edge of the bed and gazing happily at the person in front of him, nor is he the 19-year-old bodyguard who kneels in front of him and swears loyalty.Only Yagong still remembers this touching scene.

It took half a lifetime to start falling in love before meeting each other.If they maintained the relationship between the prince and the guards like this, they might really be able to spend a lifetime together.The domineering and aggressive, 19-year-old arrogant and stubborn, have consumed each other until now, and their hearts are getting old.

They can't go back.Only the moment when the red violet withers is more eternal than eternity.

Or he left first.

Shou Rao Zheng slightly hooked his lips with emotion.

He picked up the cloak that was almost integrated with the snow, and then put it on Rao Luoxuan's shoulders, and carefully and gently tied the front thin belt.

The movements without the slightest trembling are still skillful and natural.

That will be the last time he will dress his royal highness, which contains the meaning of blessing.

Was it ever such a time that Rao Luo called him to pick up the robe, but he refused to obey?Can't remember... can't remember.

I saw his silver hair hanging down Rao Luo's neck, lingering and beautiful.

He took a step back, looked at Rao Xuan who was wearing a cloak, and smiled with satisfaction.

He bowed to him, turned around, and gradually disappeared in a wave of flowers.

Rao Luoxuan stepped on the mountain road covered with fine petals, her footsteps were chaotic.

The road running away from him is so dilapidated, which just fits with the distressed mood.

Although the red viola is so proud and only chooses to bloom in the cold winter, like a country with tens of millions of people, not everyone can survive in the chaotic and difficult generations.This is especially true for the red violets with strong spirituality. They live in a cruelly beautiful season, and some of them are still unable to support the weight of snow blocks and are knocked to the ground.

The flowers that were once high above were trampled even more desolately, and blood bloomed on the snow.

In the evening, the red visors, who had only one breath of life, completed their mission and returned to the dust one after another.Whoever falls to the ground, and whoever lasts until the last moment is willing to die.It doesn't matter anymore at this moment.

On the way back to the palace, Rao Luoxuan walked very slowly, because all the roads seemed familiar, and he was reluctant to finish every step too quickly.

Along the way, the petals scattered like blood rain one by one, staining his hair, his shoulders, and his body...

On the other side of the sea of ​​flowers, there must be countless tender petals perched on that person, and they were bathed in the same rain of flowers.

This shower of flowers in mourning for them was so beautiful, and the thanks came at the right time.Even at the moment before withering, it is not ready to die, the sealed stubbornness, the condensed posture that is still blooming is exactly what is exciting.

He didn't brush off the petals that fell on his body, that kiss comforted him.

Suddenly, he stopped and focused his eyes on one point.

He held out his hand hesitantly, this...isn't true.

His hand stopped suddenly, as if he was afraid that what he saw was just an illusion, and then he grabbed the small thing in front of him.The cold touch made his fingertips tremble, and his knuckles turned white, as if he wanted to remember its shape with his palm.

When he opened his palms again, the pebbles were really reflected in his eyes.

The man's obsidian.

The red violas around it have long been scattered and scattered, and it is the only one left alive.

The poor flower was so heavy that it couldn't lift its head, its petals were eroded by the whiteness of the snow, and it lost its previous arrogance and melodiousness.It is so overwhelmed that it can be shattered instantly by a gust of wind.Is this red violet waiting for him?

Rao Luoxuan stretched out her hand to caress the petals, but the moment she touched them, the flowers withered, and the petals fell one by one, and she sank into the snow field with peace of mind, returning to where it should go.As the branch fell, the abandoned obsidian accurately fell into his palm.

He buried his whole face in his hands, even he didn't know what he was thanking incoherently.

Thank you for this flower, thank you for taking him along the road...

I thought it was the only gift he gave to Zheng and would not return it, but I am so grateful to God...

Among the thousands of red violas that bloomed so beautifully and covered the hills, they really enjoyed this one together.

Thank you for such a coincidence to meet them!He has nothing to do with Zheng, and he has always fulfilled a promise.

Even if the time limit is not a lifetime, the small promise between them is still fulfilled.

He knew that this must be God's compensation.Even if the time is different, even if the mood is different, even if there is one less person around them, they are still stopped by the same attraction in the seventh year, it can be regarded as... watching the same red violet together.

If, he still remembers what he said, Shou Rao Zheng is Rao Luo Xuan's red viola.

That's how we agreed.

He still remembers that year, as if he could really talk to Zheng, he held the little finger of his right hand to tick.

He lowered his head and asked Xiao Shizi with a gentle smile, "Where's your master?"

It's really ridiculous for the dignified Emperor Raoluo to do this, but all things have feelings, especially people.The pebbles melted and his palms were filled with snow, but he couldn't answer.What a fool... Did he think that they could never be separated?The accompanying flowers will eventually wear out and never return.

At that time, the obsidian left behind will be alone, what should we do?How could he bear it?

It turned out that he left his memories so close to him.

It turned out that Shou Rao was striving to return all his emotions to him.

Rao Luoxuan unbuttoned his collar, and what suddenly appeared was the blood jade.The blood jade absorbed his body temperature and shimmered, like a small ball of fire hanging in the center of the collarbone.If your master doesn't want you anymore... "Follow me."

He tied the obsidian leather cord around the nape of his neck.At least he can be sure that this obsidian, which bears that person's breath and carries memories, will be attached to him for the rest of his life.

it's his.

Ding sound.

It starts everything and ends everything, and the two pebbles that were once separated meet again.

The sound of black and red colliding together can be heard again in my lifetime.They don't have to suffer from lovesickness in the future, and they will never be separated again.

The snow did not fall, and the red violets were gone.

Fight, watch... this is forever.

He is still his Viola.

It's just that they forgot that no matter how hard this strong flower struggles, it only takes a quarter of an hour to live.

And they will complete a lifetime in place of the poor man.

At the beginning of winter in the third year of Yongyong, when the snow rested, the red violas that bloomed in full bloom finally fell.

Did you see it?

When the red violet plant died with a slight regret, smiling...

spring is coming.

after that

If we hadn't met again under the red flower forest,

After that... what should happen?

sound.

His eyebrows trembled, and then he turned over so that his ears were facing outward.

Is it the sound of the wind blowing through the canopy?He wanted to be sure.

It's just that the rustling, inaudible sound stopped for a while, and then rustled again.

Can't help but care.

He knew his own temperament, and he would be worried if he didn't confirm it. It's better to make a quick decision.

He sat up, combed his long hair, and put on cotton shoes.

Is it the room for interpretation?Zhan'er and Nong'er were crying again, so Xie Yu got up to coax them to sleep?

While thinking, he left the room.

Xie Yu's room was pitch black.

Still a little uneasy, he pushed open a crack in the door and looked in.

Xie Yu was fast asleep with his back turned to him.The huge rattan basket next to the bed was shaking a little.

The rattan basket is bigger than ordinary sleeping baskets, without him, why would those two little guys scramble to jump out, so that no one could take advantage of them and be born on the same day?The bed for twins is naturally big.He gently closed the door, walking like a cat approaching the rattan basket.

Unexpectedly, a pair of watery eyes looked at him without blinking.

In the darkness, those pupils seemed to be brighter and brighter, looking at him with a smile and expectation, as if calling him to come quickly.

It's like a little puppy, with eager eyes. "Yeah - struggle -"

"Are you waiting for me?" The brothers next to him are all asleep, why is this little guy still not asleep?

Shou Rao smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Wa'er saw that he was an acquaintance, so he didn't make trouble, and didn't try to climb out of the basket. He just stretched out his hand to him happily and kept calling his name.Shou Rao