Blood Earl and Millennium White Fox

I couldn't help raising my hand to keep your distant figure, but after all, I could only put down my hand with deep sadness and loss, turned around and walked in the opposite direction to you, and left slowly.

However, the taste of despair, heart-wrenching, I can't forget seeing you and Yin Junxi appearing on the street, your intimate gestures hurt my eyes and my heart, holding my heart, mocking myself bitterly, You have forgotten the past, and you have forgotten me, haven't you?

Although I know you didn't mean it, but I still hope that you can remember me, after all, that is the only promise you gave me, the only hope I can keep.

I did a fortune telling for myself, and it turned out to be a sign of death. The corners of my mouth were slightly bent, but with a slight bitterness. I never thought that such an indifferent person like me would be so affectionate and even die for love. , but all of this has become reasonable and taken for granted because of you.

I just hope that, after years of baptism, when you and your lover travel all over the world hand in hand, you can occasionally think of Hua Xuanlin, who is so attached to you.

Seeing Louis lying in a pool of blood, my heart seemed to be touched. What's wrong with you?Are you hurt?A huge panic enveloped me, if something happened to you, I would not know what I would do, so, Xue Er, you have to wait for me.

I just stood quietly at the door like this, looking at you as if you were just sleeping peacefully. Your exquisite eyebrows and eyes still attract me so much, but your face is so pale, without the playful look, cute smile, Clear eyes.

Why don't you take a look at me, why don't you call me "Brother Xuanlin"...

I tightly held the jasper flute in my hand. I never knew that even walking could be so heavy, as if a mountain was being carried on my raised feet. My breathing was suppressed by all my strength. Drained dry, I can only walk in your direction with difficulty.

Gently picked you up, brought Yan Jing to the source, you still looked silent, still a detached posture, suddenly remembered a lot, I remembered the drunken demeanor when I first saw you, I remembered our short time Get along, and even think of your beautiful body...

At this moment I find that I am so attached to you, if I can, I really don't want to disappear, I want to see you, I want to touch you, I want to stay in the world with you, I want to enjoy the same round with you Mingyue, I want to breathe the same air as you.

However, I know I can't, just because without you, my world is so lonely, I would rather exchange everything I have for your chance to be reborn.

I told Yan Jing, you are the first ray of sunshine in the morning in my life, you are my doom, and also my god.In fact, I just want to tell the world that for you, I have no regrets or complaints.

Yanjing told me not to give up hope, the situation might not be so bad, I could only smile lightly after hearing this, feeling a little awkward in my heart, maybe even he didn't believe this... After all, I can save you already It's a miracle, not to mention that I have to protect myself, but I still thank him, because this sentence gave me more confidence, and I will definitely save you.

Putting you on the bed, I greedily stared at your quiet and beautiful face. This was probably the last time I looked at you so presumptuously. My heart was trembling. I kissed your forehead gently, and the imprint of the red lotus was misty My eyes, so let my love melt into your soul...

I saw my body becoming transparent and your face becoming ruddy, I smiled lightly, I really saved you.At this moment, I am so thankful for the existence of miracles, condensing the last bit of spiritual power, I will turn myself into a piece of black bamboo on your collarbone.

That's it, let me be with you forever.

I don't know what's going on with me right now, I can still feel you and I'm so excited because my wish has been fulfilled and I can be with you forever.

Cher, my love.

It feels like you are trying to make me reborn. If I have the ability, I really want to tell you that it is not necessary. I am very happy now. However, if rebirth is your wish, I will work hard to live.

If you want me to be happy, I will work hard to find happiness. If you promise me another you, then the other I will cherish the life you promised me.

The last time I saw you was in your dream, I was still the Hua Xuanlin who sat under the tree and played the piano, and you were still the drunken Feng Yinxue who followed me to the source.What you saw when you opened the door was my indifferent posture as before, and what I looked up to see was still your face that made me nostalgic.

I sat on the spot and smiled at you, holding back the strong excitement in my heart, and said lightly, "Xue'er, long time no see, how are you?"

I don't want to see you crying for me, but when I see you pass through my body and hit the piano, and hear your rare angry questioning, I can only smile bitterly, wanting to comfort your hand, Before lifting it up, it was pressed down heavily by the trick of fate.

Let me tell you that this is just a cycle of fate, let go of this skin and start from scratch, but you have no way of knowing, what kind of reluctance is surging in my heart, when Hua Xuanlin is no longer Hua Xuanlin, Feng Yinxue is no longer It's Feng Yinxue, although they can be happy, but is that you and me?

After all, there is still a change...

However, since you want me to be happy, I smiled to find happiness, so I smiled at you, with a clean and thorough smile, and my voice was gentler than before, "Then when everything starts from scratch, I will pursue the happiness that belongs to me. My happiness, so, goodbye Xueer, you just need to remember that there was a person named Hua Xuanlin who loved you once, it is enough for me Hua Xuanlin in this life, and Hua Xuanlin loved Feng Yinxue in this life , and I don’t regret it.”

My figure is gradually moving away from you, how much I want to hold your tender hand again, how much I want to kiss the red lotus between your eyebrows again, but at this time, I can only stand on this bank of the river, staring at the other side I want to wave to you and say "goodbye" to you, but I find that the relationship between us is not over.

Since there is no possibility for me and you, let's start from the beginning and we will love each other in another way.

I seem to still be able to smell the faint fragrance of your body, just like the faded ink fragrance in my memory, leaving a faint trace.In a daze, I saw a person similar to you standing in front of me, he was smiling at me gently and beckoning to me.

The memories of this life are left on the road full of Manzhu Shahua, so before the three rivers and weak waters, unload this burden, light an ever-burning lamp, extradite yourself, and then go to the next life.

The sea of ​​people is vast, and there is even an afterlife between us. Where can we find the love that we have been thinking about all our lives?

Maybe we are destined to pass by each other. When we meet again, you know me, but I no longer know you. The cruel years mercilessly sealed the attachment to you. However, we once knew each other Knowing each other, I once loved you so much, and these are all engraved in this fleeting time.

This love stays on the Bianhua, turning into a strange bright red, telling our memories of that time, and the blue enchantress planted for you blooms in the depths of the soul.

Across the mountains and rivers, the eyes of you and me are still as gentle as ever.

Blood Earl and Millennium White Fox

Author: Yun Ruo Shanxi

Outer chapter: Past life and present life

Going round and round, searching and searching, I am on the dark road to the underworld, walking alone for a long time, and you fall into the imaginary sea and the sky, and embark on a journey of sinking.

You and I used to love each other, and when we met, even if it has been a long time, we will not let go of our hand.

Ever since Zhang Wenfeng and Wenliu settled in Romania, Zhang Meng has also stayed there, but recently he often has headaches, hallucinations before his eyes, and he can't sleep well at night because of the love between the emperor and the doctor in the dream. It is always staged over and over again, which makes him often wake up in the middle of the night, and then feels lost for a while.

I always feel like I've lost something... Could it really be my previous life?What about the one who chooses to give up on me, the one I love?

Waking up from the dream again, Zhang Meng raised his head to look at the moon hanging high outside the window, suddenly felt a sense of unreality of unknown day and night, parted the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, slightly ironic and sad.

Is it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?Am I in your dream, or are you in my heart?A fantasy dream, seeing through the years of gold and iron horses, how many mortal desires rolled in the soft tent of the world of mortals?

I still remember that in my dream, it was a real peach blossom garden, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers. A baby was brought back to the valley by the old man, who taught him medical skills and some shallow kung fu. The child inherited the mantle of the old man. Later, the old man passed away. He never went out of the valley again, relying on mountains to eat mountains, and relying on water to drink water.

Until that day when I went to the mountain to collect medicine, I found a handsome man in military uniform with his shoulder pierced by an arrow at the bottom of the cliff.

That night, the man developed a high fever, his brows were tightly frowned, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead. The man in white used a wet towel to cool him down. He was about to change his hand when the man grabbed his arm. The man in white could only hear him Whispering, "Mother Concubine, don't go... Yi'er hurts..."

The man in white was stunned, and sat back again, but the sound of "Mother Concubine" disturbed the heart of the man in white just like that. He is a person who doesn't want to cause trouble, and he only wants such a light life, but, again He couldn't just leave him alone, so he looked up at the man again, the man in white sighed softly, his voice was cold, "Forget it, it's my bad luck."

A sound of piano sounded in the sending room. Zhang Meng came back to his senses suddenly, and found that the phone was shining brightly, shaking the table. When he reached out to pick up the phone, he saw an unknown number. Romania's number, it seems that he only told Feng Yinxue.

The ringtone of the phone stopped after a while, Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to put down the phone when he heard the familiar ringtone ringing again, frowning slightly, Zhang Meng connected the phone, "Hello?"

"Hehe..." A cold and deep laughter came from the phone, Zhang Meng was a little dazed, this laughter was so familiar to him, it was exactly the same as the emperor's laughter in his dream, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, he carefully controlled it Breathing, Zhang Meng suddenly looked forward to it foolishly, could it be him?

"Xiao Meng, it's me." The voice on the phone lost the smile and returned to a cold and cold tone. Zhang Meng was suffocated and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He also felt strange that it was not the person in the dream. , how could he be disappointed?Is it too deep into the drama?

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Meng didn't speak, but the person on the other end of the phone was extremely patient, and just asked indifferently, "Xiao Meng, what's the matter? I'm Yuan Yangyi."

"Uh...?" Zhang Meng suddenly came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, "Yi! I heard it, but just now I was a little dizzy and distracted. By the way, how did you know my phone number?"

After being silent for a while, Yuan Yangyi said, "Xiao Meng, did you leave because you were hiding from me?" There was a hint of disappointment hidden in the cold voice.

For some reason, upon hearing Yuan Yangyi's words, there was obviously no change on the surface, but Zhang Meng seemed to feel Yuan Yangyi's lonely mood, and couldn't help but say, "Of course not, why should I hide from you? "

"Hehe... That's good."

Hearing the other party's laughter again, Zhang Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly asked, "Yi, do you believe in past and present lives?" As soon as he asked, Zhang Meng felt a little regretful, for a rational person like Yuan Yangyi You must think yourself stupid...

Unexpectedly, when Yuan Yangyi heard this question, his heart was surging and he couldn't control his excitement. He could only hold back his cold voice, "I believe, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Zhang Meng was taken aback, he really didn't expect to get such an answer, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and his desire to find someone to talk to became stronger in an instant, and he couldn't help but said slowly, "I always have dreams recently, and there are people in my dreams. A man who looks exactly like me, he is wearing a white ancient robe, he is an ancient doctor."

After a pause, he was about to continue when he heard Yuan Yangyi's emotionally fluctuating voice, "And then? What else are you dreaming about?"

Some doubts about the other party's attitude, but Zhang Meng still didn't think much, lay back on the bed, and began to tell slowly, "He lived in the valley, and one day he saved a person, and later he found out that the person was the emperor, which is even more bizarre. The most surprising thing is that he fell in love with the emperor, but..."

Zhang Meng paused for a moment, and his tone was unnaturally sarcasm, "Emperors have been ruthless since ancient times, so it's a pity that his sincerity will eventually become a trade item under the imperial power."

Both of them fell silent suddenly, and Zhang Meng's dream scene appeared in Zhang Meng's mind. It was above the main hall, and the man in white was quietly standing alone in the middle of the main hall, looking at the emperor sitting tall with cold eyes. Regardless of the curious, contemptuous, or obscene eyes of the courtiers, he is like a snow lotus blooming beside the holy pool in Tianshan Mountain, elegant and refined.

The man in white suddenly smiled, swung the hem of his clothes, knelt down straight, and kowtowed, his voice was light and indifferent, "Caomin obeys the order, Caomin will live up to the emperor's entrustment, Caomin is worth ten in exchange for a meager body. Five cities, 100 years of peace between the two countries, the death of the grassroots is not a pity, long live long live long live."

"Do you hate me?" It seemed to come from a distant voice, Youyou came from the phone, Zhang Meng's thoughts were pulled back in an instant, just now recalling that scene, he seemed to feel a kind of heartache, he didn't know this heartache Does it belong to the person in the dream, or is he... Perhaps, whether it is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, they are all living in a dream.

Just as he was about to answer, he heard Yuan Yangyi's cold voice as always, "Xiao Meng, I have something to do suddenly, I will call you tomorrow, good night."

hate it?In fact, he could feel that he in his dream had never hated the emperor, he just complained about why he was sent to the monarch of another country like a cargo, he complained about the emperor's fickleness, and that his heart could only be like falling into a The flowers in the water are carried far away by the merciless flowing water.

The emperor may never know that when the man in white died in another man's arms, he was spitting blood, his eyes were confused and looked in an unknown direction, and what he kept chanting was still the same sentence, "Yi, I don't hate you." You, I just love you too much, why don't you love me? Why..."

And the man who held him in his arms also had a sad face, and said powerlessly but bitterly: "Xiao Jin, you are so cruel, I gave up so much for you, but you still only remember that bastard, since you Let me not get your heart, now you want to take your body away? Why are you so cruel? Xiaojin, Xiaojin, Xiaojin... In the next life, I will never meet you again, never again, you love your Yina Go find him! Don't provoke me again! I can't bear the pain of jealousy again..."

In the snow, the man in the dragon robe hugged the limp man in white, weeping and screaming until night fell, his own body became cold and he fell into the snow.

This deep love even hurts Zhang Meng's heart, but love cannot be forced. Although this man is good, he is not loved by the man in white.

Maybe, this game of I love you, you don't love me, and I love him is really interesting...

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, concealing a trace of self-mockery in his eyes. Zhang Meng turned over to go to sleep, but suddenly his eyes widened. Yuan Yangyi's name also has the word "Yi". Is there any connection?If not, why would he ask "Do you hate me?" Is he really him?

Suddenly, I felt a little irritable, and Yuan Yangyi's abnormal behavior towards him at Lanqing College and this overseas phone call came to my mind, and I remembered that I was unconscious when I first saw the man in white. Suddenly I heard someone call him "Xiao Jin", Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin... Isn't that the name of the man in white! ?And at that time, wasn't Yuan Yangyi beside him?

Feeling more and more uncomfortable, Zhang Meng sat up suddenly, started to pack his clothes and put them into suitcases. In the middle of the night, he went to the airport by car alone. He wanted to go back, and he wanted to find out everything.

If it was said that he fell in love with the person in his dream, would anyone believe it?Perhaps, no matter whether he was in the previous life or the present life, he couldn't escape the bondage of that name...

From the first time he dreamed of that handsome man, from when he jokingly said "Haha...do you want to give me your body?" Zhang Meng's heart couldn't help beating for him, going around for several lives, or There was no escape from this love robbery.

In the dream and out of the dream, he has long been unable to tell whether he is Zhang Meng or Xiao Jin, or they have always been the same person and have never changed. Bowls of Mengpo soup washed away his memory, but did not take away his memory. Love, all of this is already doomed.

Sitting on the plane, Zhang Meng looked out of the window quietly, as if he saw the man with a heroic face, pointing his sword at Jiu Xiao's chicness, he said, "Xiao Jin, you see, this is my country, life is alive. , we must do our best to stabilize the country; we should gallop across the battlefield and make contributions. I want to be the holy king praised by all people, and the emperor who will be passed down through the ages."

At that moment, the man's eyes were full of pictures of mountains and rivers. He couldn't see the sadness that flashed in the eyes of the man in white. He would never know that the man in white was thinking at that time, I would rather you were just an ordinary person...

After getting off the plane, Zhang Meng suddenly felt unreal. He took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Yangyi, "Hi, I'm at the airport, can you come pick me up?"

This sound seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and then Zhang Meng heard a flat and calm voice, with obvious excitement, "Xiao...Xiao Meng? Are you back?"

"Well, hurry up, if you don't come within half an hour, I'll leave, Yi..." This is the last chance for you, whether it's past life or this life, our story will eventually come to an end.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Meng sat on the chair alone, letting his thoughts drift away. He seemed to have seen the season when the peach blossoms were flying, or Xiao Jin was staring at the man holding the long sword intently, like a dragon going out to sea. The wanton posture is too gorgeous to appear so real.

Later, with the same peach blossom, the man pressed him against the tree and kissed him fiercely, declaring domineeringly, "Xiao Jin, you are mine, forever and ever."

Because I love this person, I let him do whatever he wants with me, but what about him?Is it just possessive and just taking advantage from the beginning to the end?If he has a sliver of true affection for himself, then I won't give up if I go up to the poor and go down to the underworld!

"Xiao Meng..." The coldness no longer existed, and Yuan Yangyi's voice was full of affection and hope.

Zhang Meng raised his head, looked at Yuan Yangyi who was out of breath, and suddenly smiled, he must love himself after all... That smile was just like a rainbow after the rain in the sky, gorgeous and eye-catching.

No longer caring about the number of people around him, Zhang Meng ran into Yuan Yangyi's arms and felt the other person's body stiffen. He said softly, "Yi, I'm Xiaojin, do you still recognize me?"

This sentence seems to have been expected for thousands of years, and generations of tumi flowers have died out, but it finally came.

Yuan Yangyi tightly hugged the person in his arms, he could only let his strong feelings surround him, and never let go of this person again, life after life.

After thousands of years, the temperature of our embrace is still so warm.