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Chapter 1: Conventions

Crossbows are tense!

Clenching the long sword in his hand, the young man stared directly at the man in front of him with resentful eyes, the slender sword made a humming sound, longing for a taste of the sweetness of blood.

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This man, he should be damned!

If it weren't for his stupidity, the man behind the veil would not be dying now.

As soon as the murderous thought moved in his heart, the sharp sword moved at will, calling for a fatal attack, and went towards the opponent mercilessly.

It was him, everything was his fault, and he took away his dearest person!

Facing the boy's attack, the man didn't fight back, but just moved his body and changed his moves to block it.He didn't want to hurt him, because that person would feel bad.He would rather be injured, or even die by the young man's sword, than look at that man's sad face.

Up to now, death doesn't seem so terrible──Because, he can accompany him and walk with him to the end of life.

The luxurious brocade clothes had already been cut into several cuts, pulling reddish bloodshot eyes, staining the young man's eyes red.

Maybe one more strike, and he could put him to death.

However, he will never have that chance, because the person behind the gauze curtain will not agree!

"Ao'er, stop!"

An ethereal voice came from behind the two, but it was so irresistibly firm that the two who were fighting were stopped immediately.

Almost reflexively, upon hearing the man's voice, the man immediately turned around without hesitation and rushed to the bedside.Lifting the curtain as thin as cicada's wings, she looked ecstatically at the person who opened her eyes again.

"Lianxi..." Before she could finish her sentence, her voice was already choking.

The arms exposed outside the quilt were only skinny and weak, and the pale expression could no longer find the arrogance of the past, and the dry lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something.

"Sikong Mu, I don't allow you to die!" He wants him to live well!

The bloodshot eyes are even more red, and the intimacy of the fingers intertwined will never fill the scar in the heart.It was him, it was him who harmed him, everything was his fault!

If he had believed him a little more at the beginning, he would not have chosen such a decisive method.

Knowing that what he needs most is trust and company, but he still leaves him alone in the dark past.

I kept telling him to try to believe in myself, but I never set an example and fulfilled anything.

Completely hurt him!

"I'm sorry, Lianxi, I'm sorry."

"Fool, didn't you agree to stop blaming yourself? You lied to me again, didn't you?"

"Don't leave me, stay."

"...I will wait for you." Waiting for him in the underworld, and then drank Mengpo soup together.No, he doesn't want to be reincarnated.Although Meng Po Tang can bring the dead back to life, it will make him forget him.

He should not forget...

"Sikong Mu, this king is waiting for you." Holding his hand tightly, Lian Xi looked directly into the other's eyes.

No matter how long, he will wait!

So, Sikong Mu, don't miss your appointment again!

"Okay." Resisting the urge to cry, Sikong Mu nodded, his voice hoarse.

The one who did the wrong thing was obviously me, so why did God let Lianxi bear all the punishment alone?

Smiling contentedly, Lian Xi turned her head to the side and looked at the young man not far away.

"Ao'er, I'm sorry."

As his father, he never gave him any warmth, and sent him away as a newborn child willfully, making him look like an abandoned orphan.Now, with great difficulty, they have only lived with him for two years, but they have to separate again.

But, this time, it's not like before, it's life and death!

There is no chance to make up for something...

"Father, Ao'er only needs one word from you." Follow him, and leave that man forever; or if he just bid farewell, the relationship between father and son is over!

"...Ao'er, I'm sorry." The same words flowed from the parted lips again.

Don't want to lie anymore, his heart has been completely occupied by the person behind him!

Smiling desolately, the young man's heart was full of bitterness: Who said that blood is thicker than water, so it can't be broken?

All these common senses are all trash in the eyes of his father, the third prince of Lan Qi, Lian Xi!

worthless!

With a bang, the boy knelt down on the ground, "Father, Ao'er bids farewell!"

"Ao'er..." Why is this so?Tears of grief shone in his eyes, Lian Xi struggled, trying to get up so that he could keep the face of the young man that had been stripped from his own flesh and blood in front of him.

He knew that after this farewell, he would never have the right to see him again.

Because, it was him who, heartlessly, abandoned him again and again with his own hands!

"I'm sorry." Tears finally slipped down, wet her cheeks, expressing endless apologies.However, he never dared to ask for his forgiveness, but apologized desperately. "Ao'er, I'm sorry..."

With tears in his eyes, the young man shook his head, turned around and ran out of the palace gate, and gradually disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

No one noticed, a small figure saw him leaving, and quickly followed him.

"Lianxi, don't cry, don't cry, I'm here." Holding her wet cheeks, her slender fingertips gently wiped away the wet tears. tears.

Sikong Mu's heart suddenly felt as if it was being ruthlessly pulled, and he couldn't bear the pain, and his eyes were full of deep pity. "It's not your fault, it's my fault, it's not your fault..."

Keep repeating, keep kissing away the crystal tears, Sikong Mu's eyes also turned red.

"Don't cry, Lianxi, it's not your fault, really..."

"Oh, Sikong Mu, now, I really only have you." As if mocking himself, Lian Xi squeezed out an extremely far-fetched smile, "There is only one, only you, Sikong Mu..."

In Lianxi's world, only Sikong Mu is left!

"I know, I know, I won't leave you alone again." Embracing their frail bodies, they let each other's hearts get closer, and made a vow for a lifetime. "I will be with you, always with you, and never leave."

"Hehe...so warm..." Lian Xi let out a satisfied sigh as she snuggled into Sikong Mu's arms even more.

There was silence for a long time, until Sikong Mu thought that the person in his arms was no match for exhaustion and fell asleep again, then carefully pulled the quilt, trying to wrap him more tightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he was stopped.

"Don't move!" His voice was full of panic.

"Okay, okay, I won't move, I won't move..." He hugged the shivering person in his arms tightly, feeling the wetness coming from under his body, and couldn't hold back the tears anymore. "Lianxi, Lianxi...I won't move, don't worry, I'm here, I'm here..."

The dark red liquid gradually stained the quilt, and along the edge of the fine sandalwood, dropped drop by drop onto the intricately carved couch, blending into the fine carvings, and blooming countless blood flowers.

Delicate and charming, bright red!

This is his love.He, Lianxi, used his own life to interpret the love and gave it his all!

The person tormented by the pain trembled, clenched his teeth, tightly grabbed the other party's skirt with his fingers, and forcibly endured the death penalty that was being torn apart from the inside of his body.

"Sikong Mu, I'll wait for you..." These were the last words he said, and it was also the only wish left in his life—to be with him and create an eternity.

"Lian Xi... Lian Xi... don't... Lian Xi!" Don't leave, don't just leave...

Lian Xi...

However, the consciousness of the person in his arms has been lost, and he can no longer hear his persuasion, his affection.

But, he should have felt it.

Because, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.It was a trace of joy that had never appeared on his face.

Years later, someone, called it happiness...