I have a deep love for Zhenjun

The next day, I sent Ming Liao to come to the bedroom to have a talk.

He was unable to speak for a long time after learning of the current difficult situation and seeing my almost completely dark state of mind.

I had no choice but to break the deadlock: "The bloodbath of Xuandan and the destruction of Yunzhou City were all done by me, a demon, and have nothing to do with the demon world. I will bear the punishment and guilt."

Ming Liao shook his head: "You name the demon king, and your words and deeds represent the position of the demon world. Even if you apologize with death, after you die, they may not let the demon world go."

I know that in this game of chess, Yun Mo is not only trying to step on me, but what he is planning is the entire demon world behind me.

After a long silence, I said: "After three months, I will lead an elite group to attack Linlang Tianque. Cousin, then I will ask you to find a hiding place and transfer all the rest of the people. What Yun Min wants is to defeat the demon world." I will give him a false name. If sacrifices are unavoidable, then...it would be great to exchange a small number of sacrifices for the lives of the majority of the people."

Ming Liao pondered: "Xiaozhuluo, in the battle of Tianque, I want to be with you."

I raised my eyes suddenly: "No! There will be no return to this battle, why are you making fun of it? After this matter is over, the important task of revitalizing the demon world will have to rely on you and Ji Wuyue."

"In your eyes, since when did he become a majestic image?" Ming Liao raised his eyebrows, "In fact, he doesn't care about the demon world and the people."

don't care?I asked, "Then why are you helping me like this?"

Ming Liao lifted my chin, and smiled frivolously: "I was just idle and bored, and I came to you to have some fun. Who knows, you are so much like that person. Eyes, tone, temper... so I changed my mind temporarily and left In a cold mountain peak."

"Like who?"

Ming Liao didn't respond, and just continued on by himself: "Little Zhuluo, do you know that with this face, I have been dominating the world since I was a child, and I have been favored all the time. Only that person never looked me in the face, he was even more puzzled than wood. Style."

"..."

"Once I pretended to be drunk and kissed him secretly. Guess what, he obviously covered his face and stayed in a daze for the whole night. When he saw me the next day, he even reprimanded me with a straight face."

Ming Liao recalled the past, bent his eyes and smiled.

"The more he is like this, the more I want to get him. So I tried my best to trick him into my bed. Even for him, I never looked at other demons."

"It turns out that you already have a demon in your heart. I thought you were with..." I hesitated to speak.After all, the way Ji Wuyue looked at him was not as simple as an old friend.

"Then what happened afterwards?" I changed the subject, "Where is the monster you like now?"

Not knowing what to say wrong, Ming Liao smiled on the corner of his lips.

"In the battle with the Demon Realm back then, he had already planned to die together, and he didn't want to add unnecessary casualties, so he insisted on sending me away and entrusting me to Ji Wuyue. He left without leaving any thoughts. At one point, I lost to him again, completely defeated."

I patted him on the shoulder and fell silent.

"I can't go back to the past, so I ordered myself to forget him. All these years, I was alone as a monster, drunk and lying in the flowers, and I lived a very happy life. Until I saw you—" Ming Liao paused, "I couldn't go to life and death together , is my lifelong regret. I've made up my mind, so you don't need to persuade me anymore. But you, can you really let go of your flowery little lover?"

When it comes to Zhaohua, my voice is a bit difficult: "Cousin, is there any medicine... that can make him forget me completely? It's best not to remember me forever."

Ming Liao's eyes moved slightly: "You can make decisions based on your own will. You are exactly the same as him even in this selfishness."

"Otherwise, what should I do?" I asked back, "Let him suffer with me?"

"How do you know he doesn't want to?"

"I don't want to." I took a deep breath and covered my eyes with my palms. "He hits the little golden branches and jade leaves. Even if he is down now, he shouldn't be reduced to this. I, I don't want to part with it."

"..."

"Cousin, but I have already made up my mind to marry him someday. I have already made up my mind. After this matter is over, I will follow him to retreat and live in the mountains. At that time, I will build a wooden house and raise a flock of chickens." Duck, take another adoptive daughter... a adoptive son is also fine. He taught swordsmanship, and I taught woodcarving. I finally figured out that power is useless to me. It turned out that from the beginning to the end, I didn't want too much. I……"

The sentence was almost choked up, and the tears flowed quietly. I turned my back, and my palms pressed closer to my eye sockets.

"That's all. It's too late to say anything else."

"Little Candle..."

I am grateful for the silence at this moment, which allows me to ease my grief.

"Going through life and death together is love, and doing it alone may not count. It's just that the way you choose is different." I said softly, "Cousin, the monster you mentioned may not be as chic as you think."

"Really?" Ming Liao laughed, "I see."

Half a month later, I held a banquet at Hongliaodu.Spread two or three good dishes, several pots of turbid wine, and watch the moon and flowers with Zhaohua.

The branches in the courtyard are full of bright red, like rolling clouds splashed with the color of clouds, overflowing the eaves and running thousands of miles away.The night wind is smoky, and the trees are full of crabapples, and there are just one of them perched at the end of Zhaohua's eyes.

This looks like...

The hand I wanted to brush open the begonia flowers for him stopped in mid-air, and said with a smile: "I should fold flowers for you. You see, these petals are very destined for you, and they always fall at the end of your eyes. They are very beautiful If I hadn't been obsessed too much at the time, and Linlang Tianque caught a glimpse, I'm afraid I would have fallen in love with you at first sight."

There was no joy on Zhaohua's face when she was praised.He pointed at the flowers, sent them back to the dust, and glared at me: "Don't send me any more flowers in the future."

"Why?"

"...I'm not a woman." He gritted his teeth in a tone of embarrassment.

My smile deepened: "Men are not allowed to send flowers to men? Whose rule is this?"

Zhaohua raised his eyebrows: "I made the rules."

At that time in Xinghuatian, he had a whim, and when Zhe Xing pinned to my temples, I was angry and he coaxed me into a girl.Now the situation is reversed, but he is angry with me instead.

It's really arrogant to be favored and push your nose on your face.

But I just like his lively posture, and coaxed softly: "It's all up to you. If you don't send flowers, then I will...give yourself to you, okay?"

"What does that mean?"

I stopped laughing and said solemnly: "Zhaohua, I'm attracted to you, will you marry me?"

Zhaohua was slightly startled, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at me.Under the moonlight, the light in her eyes was like the liquid in a pot, and she was drunk just looking at it.

"That's all?" he said, "You idiot, you only know how to play tricks on me, do you think I'm very coaxable?"

After all, his young master's temperament was born from his heart and took root in his body.No matter how calm the expression is, there will still be something inadvertently revealed in the words.

I shook my head without saying a word, found the kit in my waist, and put the cinnabar into my palm.

"Stretch out your hand."

Zhaohua stretched out his hand as he said, and I clenched my fist and passed it out until it touched his skin, then I opened and closed my fingertips.

"This thing is for hire, do you still think... I can only play tricks?"

The two spots of bright red set off against his white palm, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Greedy." Zhaohua watched quietly for a while, closed his five fingers, and tightly circled the cinnabar into his palm, his tone was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, "One life is not enough, you still want to trap me for life after life."

"You don't want to?"

Zhaohuayu's face was reddish, she stared at me intently, and said nothing.

I hesitated in my heart, and explained: "I don't want to form an eternal bond with you. This is just to prove my sincerity, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to. You don't have to—"

Don't be so concerned.

Before I finished speaking, Zhaohua's index finger pressed my lips firmly, signaling for silence.Regardless of his dignified demeanor, he stared at me bitterly, and said over and over again: "You idiot...you, you ask what you know, you always ask what you know!"

I finally came to my senses and lightly pecked and kissed his fingertips.Seeing him retracting his hand in a bewilderment, his eyes unconsciously let out a smile, but his heart was gripped with pain, as if being tortured by a sharp cone.

"My crimes are full of crimes, and sooner or later I will be punished by God. Even if there is an afterlife, I am born for redemption. It needs to be shallow and withered in the world. If you follow me, you will only suffer endlessly. Even so, are you willing?"

Zhao Hua nodded.

Fool.I held back my tears, leaned forward, and kissed his lips with a smile.After the kiss, I murmured: "Then I am willing too."

Ask him for cinnabar, and lightly press it at the end of his eyes.The spiritual power flowed through my fingertips, and I silently recited Zhaohua's name, only to see a brilliant phosphorescent flash, and the bond was half completed.

I took a bronze mirror and took a closer look, the cinnabar turned into a striking red mole, as if I had been dazzled by a Xuan brush, and it was drawn about half a finger below the end of my eye.

Lined with jet-black long eyelashes, she straightened out a bit of coquettishness.

I put down the bronze mirror and looked at Zhaohua: "In this way, you can recognize me at the first sight."

"Cunning." He didn't know whether it was anger or resentment, "...he's plotting against me again."

"How is it a scheming?" I plausibly said, "Look at my appearance, I'm just a middle-aged person when I'm dead, I can't be considered brilliant. If you don't make some marks, you will definitely lose sight of me when you fall into the crowd."

Zhao Huaxiu raised her eyebrows lightly, pinched my cheeks with two fingers, and ravaged me back and forth like rubbing dough.

I don't know if the teasing of me has any special meaning to him.Every time he sees me make a fool of myself, his mood will always get better for no reason.

Today is no exception.

Zhaohua's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, admiring me for a while, and then he let me go mercifully.

"If you demean yourself, you are not allowed to say it again. I don't like to hear it."

I tried to correct him: "What kind of self-deprecation is this? It's clearly not a lie."

"It's self-deprecating."

"no!"

"It's self-deprecating."

"No."

"It's self-deprecating."

"...Okay, okay, what you said is right."

Only then Zhaohua was satisfied.Unexpectedly, he was less than half a cup of tea, and he posed another problem to me: "Speak up. After recognizing you, how do you want me to treat you?"

I pondered and said: "After you recognize me, you don't have to do anything, just wait for me to chase you, please. I will pay you back for how I treated you badly in the past, and I will never make you sad again. "

Zhaohua's eyelashes drooped slightly, his jade face turned red even more, and he hummed softly: "Don't think I'm not willing."

He will definitely be reluctant.

Although she wears a seemingly indifferent and self-confident skin, the heart inside is softer than water.

If I can really have an afterlife with him...

"Strange, why is there sand here?" I gently rubbed the corners of my eyes, wiping away my tears calmly.

Before he could plant the cinnabar in the future, I quickly picked up the prepared jug and filled the jade cup.Holding the cup to his lips, he softly persuaded: "Drink some first. It's a good fortune."

——This is not an ordinary wine, there are begonias mixed in it.

Ming Liao said that begonias are colorless and odorless.

I asked him, since it is a metaphor for parting, why should it be named after Begonia?

Ming Liao replied, Haitang is also known as Broken Heart, which is a metaphor for the pain of parting.

It turned out that it was preordained long ago.

Today's play is just to satisfy my regrets.Now that the cinnabar is planted, my unspoken thoughts in the past are clearly revealed, which can be regarded as completely cutting off the ties of the world.

It doesn't matter whether Zhaohua plants or not.

It is never necessary to express his thoughts, I have already known them all in my chest, and I do not want any shackles to bind him in this life, and in the lives to come.

I want him to be free, just like Empress Fuling once said.

"Young Master." I looked earnest and kept persuading, "Drink."

But for some reason, Zhaohua let the mouth of the cup rest on his lips, and he didn't intend to drink it for a long time.

"...Do you really want me to drink it?" His eyelashes drooped, the blushing at the end of his eyes faded away, and his expression was inexplicable.

I was secretly apprehensive in my heart, I stabilized my slightly trembling hands, and tried to calm down: "What's wrong?"

"Begonia." Zhaohua raised his eyes suddenly, light gray phoenix eyes full of anger, "There are begonias in the wine."

That day in Qiansang, when he learned that I would rather risk my life to gain divine blood than seek his protection, that's how he looked at me.

My palms were sweating, and I was still somewhat lucky: "What is Qiu Haitang?"

"You really don't know?"

"I really don't know."

Hearing this, Zhaohua sneered, snatched the cup with his backhand, let the wine splash on the table and ignored it, and pressed his lips firmly: "Drink."

Intimidated by this momentum, I struggled to move away, but he grabbed my jaw and couldn't break free, so I simply stopped resisting.

The two sides looked at each other, speechless for a moment, but he was the one who spoke first.

"Why?"

"...Because, because I'm tired."

I paused, clenching my teeth forcefully, not to let my heart soften.

"From the beginning to the end, the only person I'm interested in is Yun Mo. I kept you by my side earlier because your face resembles him somewhat. I gave you the red dress because you don't have half of his charm. I, I I don't want to see you imitate me again, and... I don't want to see you humiliate Yun Mo's demeanor."

"There is a difference between him and you. I just want to be fresh for a while. After the freshness passes, you... are worth nothing in my eyes."

"Zhaohua, I'm tired."

"You drink the begonia, we get together and part, so let's go."

After all the words were finished, I was like an extremely tight silk thread, and it broke with a "snap".With all the strength lost, relying on the support of the armrests, it was not possible to show his ugly face.

Still come this far.

Before today, as long as I thought about the number of days he would stay with me, I couldn't sleep all night.Even if he managed to fall asleep, he would wake up suddenly due to the dream of his fading back, and sit withered until dawn.

I lied to myself countless times, and delayed the time limit for sending him away countless times.

After today, finally, finally, I no longer have to worry about being afraid.

When Zhaohua takes Qiu Haitang, I will never see him again.

He will leave Yifeng Hanxiu and be born again, never thinking of me.

Although not everyone is happy, but between me and him, if one of them is consummated, it is already a blessing in the imperfection.

"Zhaohua, I'm tired." With a dull expression on my face, I repeated the words, "You drink the begonias, so we can get together and part ways, so let's say goodbye."

He said softly: "It's so good to get together and get together, so let's say goodbye?" His tone suddenly sank, "What do you think of me?"

"Toy." I pulled up the corners of my lips, "A toy that happens to look somewhat similar to Yun Mo."

He looked at me for a while.Xu Shi was really angry, his phoenix eyes were sharp and cold, and even his words seemed to be frozen: "You dare to abuse me like this, do you really think that I can't bear to touch you?"

I closed my eyes: "If you want to kill or goug out, it's up to you."

"Follow me?" His sleeves fluttered, and the gust of wind hit him.I tightened my body, secretly wondering how much this palm would hurt me.Unexpectedly, although the gust of wind came fiercely, it was caught off guard.

I couldn't feel the pain for a long time, so I hesitated to open my eyes.

——Zhao Hua just pushed the jade cup in front of me.

"This is the last time," he said. "You really, want me to drink it?"

no, do not want.

My Adam's apple rolled a few times, and the words seemed to be stuck in my throat: "Yes."

Zhaohua pried open my hand that was clenched into a fist at some point, put the jade cup in my palm, and opened and closed his thin lips: "Hey me."

I opened my tightly pursed lips, breathed silently and hurriedly a few times, and wanted to lift the cup, but my hands were weak and weak.

"Hey me." Zhaohua urged.

I collected my thoughts and handed the cup to his lips as promised, my wrist trembling slightly.Zhaohua looked at it quietly for a while, then lowered his jaw slightly, and took the first sip.

"The book does not deceive me." His tone was light, "Qiu Haitang is really colorless and odorless."

I was tormented in my heart, and wanted to turn my eyes away from him, but thinking of the imminent parting, I was reluctant to look away.

Zhaohua took a second sip, raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "That night at Hongliaodu, the person you wanted to keep was Brother Yun. You lied to me."

My eyes are sore.

Zhaohua took the third sip.Most of the liquid in the glass had gone, he was overwhelmed with alcohol, his cheeks were flushed red, it was an all-too-familiar style.

"It's good to say that red clothes are good, and I can wear anything. These sweet words, you're sure I'm easy to deceive, so just use them to fool me."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I was about to break the embankment.

Zhaohua took the fourth and last sip.

The drunkenness dilutes the anger, and his expression is no longer cold, but rather docile and well-behaved.He stroked his forehead with his hands, his eyes were watery, and he was almost raving: "You also said that you are attracted to me and want to marry me...you lied to me again."

I leaned over and saw his long eyelashes trembling slightly, drooping slightly, closing the emotions in his eyes.With her head nestled in the crook of her arm, she was silent for a long time, and she seemed to have fallen asleep peacefully like this.

Fate is like liquid in a cup.

Drink fast, drink slowly, drink more and drink less, there will always be a time when the drink is exhausted.

Crying and laughing, I brushed away his sideburns, and pressed a trembling and warm kiss on my cheek.Then he stepped back resolutely, covering his eyes with his palms, holding back the tears that he knew was useless but couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"I lied to myself."

Before Ming Liao came, I hid the remaining cinnabar in the gold pouch around Zhaohua's waist.

Throw it away or keep it, it's up to him.

The four criminals cinnabar are in pairs, and what they are fighting for is a pair from generation to generation.

After he leaves, I will not give it to anyone else.

After Ming Liao opened the door and entered the room, after getting rid of the swollen eyes, my expression returned to normal. I sat at the desk and sipped tea as if nothing had happened, and I even smiled: "Zhaohua's residence in the human world, I will trouble you to arrange it."

Ming Liao asked, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

I shook my head, turned my back, and looked out the window silently.

The night is thick, and the cold moon is like an eyebrow.

The cold wind whizzed by, and I shivered unconsciously.If this had happened a few days ago, Zhaohua would have scolded me for being stupid, for not being able to do such a simple thing as heating with spiritual energy.

After finishing speaking, he took off his cloak and put it on me, and asked awkwardly, "Is it still cold?"

cold.

The demon world is very cold.

The cold can penetrate the clothes and reach the heart.The spiritual power cannot be dispelled, and the cloak cannot be dispelled, only the existence of Zhaohua can.

After he left, I had to readjust to the dark and the cold.

it does not matter.I told myself, this is what you are best at and the least likely to go wrong, isn't it?

Then I thought again, many years ago, Yun Man seemed to have inscribed a verdict for my poem, what was it about... The colorful clouds are scattered lightly, but the dreams are hard to come true.

At that time, I thought this sentence was too sad and sad, so I sealed it in the cabinet and didn't want to read more.Thinking about it now, it turned out to be a prophecy.

Good things in the world are always difficult to achieve on my side.

In the next few months, I didn't live my life in such a muddle as Ming Liao feared.At least in his eyes, I looked calm, not devastated by Zhaohua's departure.

I have been buried in the government all day long.In his spare time, he asked Ji Wuyue for tips on how to march and fight, and how to arrange troops, without resting for a moment.

Ji Wuyue is indifferent and reticent, except for necessary words, most of the time she is like a boring gourd, and she can't get a boring fart with half a stick.

I tried talking to him a few times, but nothing came of it.As time goes by, I don't force him to speak.

Today is exceptionally abnormal.

After the matter was over, Ji Wuyue did not leave directly.He hesitated to speak for a while, looked at me, and for the first time, words that had nothing to do with combat came out of his mouth: "Gexingqiao has been indifferent to the world for nearly a thousand years, do you know why I insist on leaving the customs?"

I thought for a while: "Is it for Ming Liao?"

"No." Ji Wuyue said, "It's because I feel ashamed."

I asked him why he was ashamed, but he closed his eyes and refused to say any more.

That's all.I sighed, put my hands on his shoulders, and was keenly aware that his body was so stiff, I couldn't help but persuade him: "There is still one night. Ji Wuyue, you still have room for repentance."

He wanted to wave my hand away, but for some reason he changed his mind halfway and held it tightly instead.

"Ming Liao is right. You and Brother Yi are indeed very similar."

A fierce battle is imminent.

I didn't feel sleepy, so I went to Hongliaodu alone, sat on the eaves of the corner of the courtyard where I had peeked at Zhaohua's sword practice, and looked at the bright moon in the sky in a trance.

A breeze blows from the side, and it is a sweet fragrance of powder.

I smiled: "Cousin."

"You are indeed here." Ming Liao sat down next to me, and said without thinking, "Drinking?"

I don't drink a lot, and I don't do stupid things like drinking to get rid of my worries.It's just that today, for some unknown reason, he nodded unexpectedly.

Ming Liao handed me the cup, I took it and took a sip.

The wine is slightly cold, but it is hot in the throat.

I choked and coughed, and all the blood rushed to my face, which was extremely hot.After finally recovering from it, the fundus of his eyes was filled with water, making the moonlight in the sky a bit hazy.

"Tomorrow..." I said hoarsely, "you can think about it again."

"Considering what?"

"I still hope that you and Ji Wuyue will not accompany you."

Ming Liao lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Xiao Zhuluo, I won't interfere with your own way, and you shouldn't interfere with my life and death."

I know.

I just can't bear it.

Ming Liao said again: "If he is still here, he will definitely say some nonsense like 'keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood'. In fact, these are just empty talk. People don't believe in reincarnation, don't look forward to the afterlife, and just seize the day and night."

"..."

"Stay together in life and never give up, and return to the dust and mud after death, so that it can be called joyful." He smiled and sighed softly, "Xiao Zhuluo, don't persuade me, and don't persuade Ji Wuyue anymore. I'm sorry , he is ashamed. Tomorrow's battle, no matter what, he and I will fight for you to the end, until death."

I was silent, staring at the empty jade cup in a daze.

I stayed up like this until the middle of the night, the wine fermented, my eyelids gradually became heavy, and without tossing twice, they seemed to be stuck together, and I was reluctant to separate them no matter what.

Thousands of years later, before I finally died, I dreamed of my adoptive father after a long absence.

It was probably mid-spring.

There are green willows in the courtyard, and swallows wear curtains.

I read the miscellaneous notes and learned that Gansang is known as "the luxuriant luxuriant light, the moon shines on the flower forest", so I was very curious, so I pestered my adoptive father to take me away from Xuandan to travel around Jiujiang and see the world.

The breeze is warm, fiddles with the branches of Tanghua, and the rain of flowers like snow falls.

I tried my best to climb the tree and cut off a section of the most beautiful flower branch, wanting to give it to my adoptive father.But I saw him leaning against the tree trunk, staring at the Tang petals in the palm of his hand.

I told him not to listen, so I had no choice but to grab his sleeve and shake it vigorously.

Only then did the adoptive father come back to his senses, and looked at me with a smile: "What's wrong?"

I handed him the flower branch, and asked in a low voice, "Who is foster father thinking about?"

He squatted down, put the flower branch behind my ear with his backhand, and shook his head lightly: "You can't keep the day of yesterday. I didn't think about it, and I didn't wait for anyone."

"You can't keep yesterday's day, what does that mean?"

"It means... Before you act, you need to consider all kinds of gains and losses. Even if you have supernatural powers, once you make some mistakes, you will never have the chance to start over."

I rolled my eyes: "I don't understand."

He stroked the top of my head: "Instead of letting you understand, it's better to say that Yifu hopes you will never understand this truth. It's not bad to be like this now, Yifu will do his best to protect you."

I don't like to hear these words, so I patted my chest vigorously: "Zhu Luo will grow up quickly, learn some powerful skills, and strive to be included in the fairy book as soon as possible. At that time, I will protect my adoptive father!"

"If you can say these words, you have grown up. The adoptive father is very happy." He lowered his eyes, his expression darkened, "but the adoptive father hopes that you will never need to grow up. Ignorant and ignorant, why not?" An ordinary happiness?"

These words are somewhat inexplicable.I tilted my head and looked puzzled: "Father?"

He sighed and suddenly leaned over to hug me.

This hug is also very inexplicable.

I was dazed for a moment, and when I regained my senses, I immediately hugged him back, as if I was embracing the only thing I could really grasp in this vast world, and also the only one who was willing to stay for me.

The sky was clear and cloudless, and when the breeze picked up, a piece of snow-white petals swirled lightly, just falling on my lips, as cool as ice.

There was a soft murmur in my ear, which was not very real.But for some reason, the heart was roaring loudly.

I closed my eyes, held my breath, and carefully discerned——

He was actually saying: "Father loves you."

"Love you."

I woke up suddenly, and found myself lying face up on Ming Liao's knees.

The sky is still not bright, and the lone moon hangs high.

It turned out to be just a dream.

Ming Liao slept soundly, his black and shiny fox ears twitched tremblingly between his hair.I didn't want to disturb him, I rubbed my head, which was swollen and painful from the hangover, and sat up slowly.

A dim light flashed across the palm, and Lanyuezhi came into view impressively.

wrong……

All wrong.

I pressed the Lanyue branch to my heart, and said softly: "Father, maybe you are right. Living in the dream castle you built for me, ignorantly pursuing dreams that will never be attained, despite worries, It was the happiest and happiest time of my life.”

"I have violated your teachings for many years. I have failed to be clear inside and outside, clean and flawless, and...to stick to my heart. I believe in other people's slander, teach evil thoughts to take advantage of loopholes, and create countless crimes. Fortunately, you I can't see it anymore. Otherwise, I will be heartbroken and never want to see me again."

"sorry."

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Zhaohua, I'm sorry for the people of the demon world, and I'm sorry for myself."

"But I... all these years, I just really, really miss you so much."

Tears rolled down.Lanyuezhi seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly rose into the sky, humming and buzzing, and circled around me incessantly.

After a while, it landed on my back and patted me three times.

The grievances of these years are finally vented.

I shrugged my shoulders and broke down in tears.