love trouble

It took all his strength.

After Tiandi's finger, Qiong Huai stopped vomiting blood, regained a little complexion, the wound gradually healed, and his body was not as tired as before.His black hair gradually turned white from the top, and the long, dark and snow-white hair softened his ferocious right face.

Back to light.

Seeing the changes in the person in her arms, Xuan Jun only thought of this.

"Qingqing, so I like you." He lowered his head and gently kissed Qiang Huai's forehead.

After hearing these words, Qiong Huai's whole heart slowly sank deep down and tossed hard.

When she was about to die, she heard Xuan Jun's so-called affectionate confession.

Is it sympathy?

He would rather believe that it was sympathy than that Xuanjun liked him again.

Because he is going to die.

When he gave everything and left nothing behind.

Say you love him?

Leave this opportunity to the living.

No.30 Five Sections

Xuanjun repeats what Qianhuai did 600 years ago, just following him, watching him, every move, day and night, without getting bored.

He also discovered many details that he hadn't noticed.

For example, his Qingqing is very popular, no matter where he goes, the eyes cast on him are full of admiration and amazement.

Elegant and calm, generous and decent, how can people not like it?

Only he stupidly missed all of him.

"Qingqing, will you never forgive me?"

Huaiqiong cast his eyes away, not daring to look directly at him.

"Xuanjun, the grievances between us have been written off long ago. I set you free, there is no such thing as you being sorry to me."

"I won't give up, I will prove it to you."

Huaiqiong can persist for a thousand years, and he can do the same.

As everyone knows, he staying by Qiang Huai's side is the biggest source of pain for Qiang Huai.Looking at everything Xuan Jun did, it was very much like him in the past.

"You shouldn't have come back." His eyes drifted into the distance, "Do you understand what standing here means?"

Xuan Jun couldn't help holding his hand, "Of course I understand, Qingqing, I want to see you and be with you."

"Then you kept saying that you like Yang Biesi, was it a joke?" Qiong Huai couldn't break free from his hand, so he let him hold it, "Xuanjun, your liking is really cheap."

The word "cheap" came out of Qiong Huai's mouth, and it was extremely hurtful.

Xuan Jun finally realized why Qiong Huai was so sad at that time, and was blocked by a paragraph of his words, unable to utter a word.

"It's okay, even if it's cheap, it beats for you."

After a while, Qiong Huai said, "I never thought you would come back."

He expected that the arrogant Xuan Jun would never look for him, who would have thought...

"Do you think I should be with Yang Biesi at this time, as for you, you have long since forgotten about such a person?" Xuan Jun has restrained her temper a lot recently, and the usual ruthless person has warmed up, she really wants to admire her, "I did get along with Yang Biesi for a few days, but...every time I see him, I always think of someone else through him."

"I didn't tell you that during the days when I lost my memory, I kept dreaming of a person repeatedly."

"His face is peachy, his skin is creamy, his eyes are like stars and moons, his smile is full of charms, and his demeanor is astonishing and unrestrained."

"I know very well that this person is not Yang Biesi."

"It's all my fault, I'm so stupid to believe that you and Yanwei will..."

"Qingqing, I don't ask you to give me a chance, and we don't have to start over. The reason why I came back is because I feel at ease seeing you, and you don't need to consider my situation." Xuanjun said sincerely, "No matter how terrible the end will be, it can't compare to...the panic when I don't see you."

God is so kind to him, he is afraid that his death will be too ugly, let him enjoy the joy of suffering before he dies.

Anyway, time is running out, so he accepted it bluntly.

But what will happen to Xuan Jun after his physical and mental disintegration?

Huaiqiong smiled, "Then Xuanjun, can you promise me one thing?"

"what?"

"Promise me, if I really don't have a good death, you can't miss me, you can't mention me, you can't cry in sorrow, you can't visit my tomb, and you will never have me again for the rest of your life."

Xuan Jun didn't expect Qiong Huai to be so determined, he was silent for a long time, and slowly said: "I can't do it."

"You said that in the long years, you will meet many people who make your heart beat. If that's the case, it doesn't matter if you have one more, and it doesn't matter if you have one less." Qiong Huai's voice was very soft, almost melting into the air, "Xuan Jun, loneliness is terrible, it will confuse your vision, distort your mind, and make you a person who is good at jealousy and suspicion."

"I can't do it..." Xuan Jun shook her head remorsefully and bitterly, "No matter how good they are, it's not you."

"You'll soon find out that I'm actually not that memorable, and I'm easily replaced."

"At least not now."

Xuan Jun wouldn't tell him if...Qian Huai was gone.

and he went with him.

Isn't it just cutting off the heart, and destroying both body and spirit?

A world without Qiongjiqing is meaningless.

In the past few days, Xuan Jun took him to the mansion where they used to live.

It can't be called magnificent, but it is warm and elegant.

The appearance in the memory has not changed, Xuan Jun looked at Qiong Huai in surprise.

"Hmm... it should be Yan Wei's meaning?" Qiong Huai also looked at him in surprise, he thought that after his death, this place would be deserted and turned into an empty mansion.Unexpectedly, everything was spotless and intact.

Xuan Jun turned to the small courtyard, he pushed aside the room where he used to share with Qiong Huai, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and the books placed on the wooden shelves were all collected by Qiong Huai with great painstaking efforts.

He seemed to see Qiong Huai in those days wearing plain white brocade clothes, holding a scroll in his hand, and explaining the key points of the book to him with a smile on his lips.

Touching those familiar and unfamiliar decorations, the small objects bought from the world, and the gadgets brought back from the fairyland, everywhere tell how sweet they were at the beginning.

Xuan Jun didn't expect that they were still there, she sat on the chair for a while, and suddenly thought of something, she flipped through the pile of books.

It must still be there.

Huaiqiong wrote poems for him.

The song "Love Difficulty".

Huaiqiong wandered around the backyard for a long time, but there was no sign of Xuanjun, so he came to the main room by instinct.Pushing the door open, she saw Xuan Jun sitting on the ground, holding a piece of paper as if she had found a treasure.The paper is yellowed, it seems that it has been placed for too long, but fortunately it has been well protected and has not been damaged by the ravages of time.

"If you ask how deep the lovesickness is, but the love is endless." Xuan Jun rubbed the words outlined in thick ink, the font was smooth and flowing, and the fragrance of the ink was fresh and comfortable, just like the master.

Huaiqiong turned his head in embarrassment, Xuanjun seemed to let go of his youthful and ignorant side, and with a few short words of love, he easily captured his inexperienced heart.Only when I recognize one person and think it is a lifetime, I wrote one after another poems to resolve lovesickness and express affection, for the world to talk about.

Xuan Jun put back the poem in his hand solemnly and carefully, he leaned next to Qiong Huai, and whispered in his ear: "The world of mortals welcomes you, but my heart is not moved by it. The blue sky is accompanied by immortals, and I don't think about it." Yes. In the underworld, there is a Qing emperor who is astonishingly talented and elegant, and I am overjoyed."

No.30 six sections

Day three.

Cracks appeared on Huaiqiong's face, and within two days, his seven souls and six souls would disappear little by little.

"Why, you keep staring at me today."

The mirror reflected Hyun Jun's scorching gaze, making it difficult for people not to pay attention.

He picked up a wooden comb, combed his hair, and said angrily, "I see my sweetheart, can't I?"

At the beginning, Xuanjun stalked people in every possible way, even disregarding her image, she couldn't resist his stalking, so she allowed him to get close.Now she is even using all kinds of lame excuses to share the same bed with him openly, saying that she is afraid that he will feel uncomfortable, and he is not at ease.

"Qingqing, I'm going out for a while today and I'll be back soon. You wait for me at home." Xuan Jun tied his hair in a bun with a delicate silver crown, and then used the sharp end of the comb to pick out hair on his forehead. A few strands of white silk, "I'll be back soon, don't run around."

Qiong Huai leaned lazily on the couch, playing with a strand of hair with his fingertips, and couldn't help but joked: "The little lady is good at craftsmanship."

"Qingqing, don't talk nonsense." Xuan Jun's cheeks flushed slightly, "What little lady..."

"Huh? Aren't you going out?" Qiong Huai stopped teasing him, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

"Ah."

Huaiqiong didn't ask Xuanjun where he was going, but after confirming that he had really left, his smile sank, and he looked listlessly at the freshly cut fruits on the coffee table, completely losing his appetite.

That's how it feels like time is running out.

I can't lift my spirits, feel weak all over, tinnitus and dizziness from time to time, and suffer from various diseases.

The warm sunlight poured on the ground through the hollow wooden window, he closed his eyes in a daze and woke up again.The crack climbed from the face to the neck, and in less than two hours, it had already extended to the arm.He touched it, but felt nothing.

He knew that Xuanjun cared about him.

Even if he deliberately doesn't bring up the topic.

He didn't want Xuan Jun to be unhappy, so he had to pay attention to his face and smile at all times, not showing his flaws.

Physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme, Qiong Huai was still reluctant to fall asleep.

People who are too proud have always been pure and direct in their minds, and disdain to argue about right and wrong.It's hard to imagine what path Xuan Jun will take in her life without him.

If Xuan Jun fell in love with someone else, he would not blame him, but he hoped that the person who would accompany him to grow old hand in hand in the end would be Yang Biesi.

Qiong Huai yawned, stretched out his hand to hook a thin outer gauze over his body, thought for a moment, got up and stepped out of the small courtyard.

Pluto Hall.

"I want to see the Underworld Emperor."

The personal maid said in embarrassment: "The Underworld Emperor said, no one will be seen today."

"Then I'll kneel until he is willing to see me." Qiang Huai knelt straight on the ground.

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