Curse of Love 3

Book Title: Cursed Love 3

Author: MO forgot

introduction:

Forget the secret you once said, dance in the tomb, trample on the blooming tea

When we met, we shook the world and swept away the troubled times

Reincarnation excerpts, the freeze-frame is grotesque, the roles are interchanged, and in the end, only flowers are left on the ground

Who heard the doll cry, it was full of sorrow

In the embrace of this life, let me have one more courage to suspend the iron-blooded cruelty of fate

Author tags: Thriller suspense 1V1

Book Six: The Widow (Wedge)

Fate laughs at whose memory, traveling through the distance of billions of years

The old battlefield intertwined with time, a person wanders around, and the flowers fall all over the ground, sad

Don't want to let each other despair, I can also be strong, resist with you, eternal sword

Suddenly, darkness filled the sky, who turned off the lights of the night

By the river of Wangchuan, manjusawahua, withering years of wounds

Love chases, trudges to find, sings the distant memory, writes the drama of fate

Love is crying, fate and reincarnation are entangled, it has seen the indifference of God in heaven

Who has embraced it, the legend of immortal miracles, after waking up from a nightmare, all eyes are lonely, until death

In an invisible corner, demons dance in groups

I heard that love can travel through centuries, look for it in the whirling years

Fate has repeatedly set up tricks, how can blood and blood write legends?

Forget the secret you once said, dance in the tomb, trample on the blooming tea

When we met, we shook the world and swept away the troubled times

Reincarnation excerpts, the freeze-frame is grotesque, the roles are interchanged, and in the end, only flowers are left on the ground

Who heard the doll cry, it was full of sorrow

In the embrace of this life, let me have one more courage to suspend the iron-blooded cruelty of fate

Suddenly, the air is suffocating, who blows out the lights of the night

The end of love, penetrating memory, singing a mysterious track

Written with a carving knife, a play of fate and reincarnation

Book Six: The Widow (1)

It seemed that he had slept for a long time, and in a drowsy state, he always heard a familiar voice calling him, sometimes near and then far away, as if separated by a heavy veil, he couldn't touch him no matter what.

"Shallow Xu!"

He flung open his eyelids, but no one saw.

A ray of skylight was reflected in those black eyes through the thick curtains, overflowing with a bright light. Si Qianxu lay down for a long time before his dazed consciousness returned to its original position. His eyes scanned the surroundings and frowned. .

The black and white style room, the plush carpet with geometric patterns all over the floor, the neatly arranged antiques, the unique bar... He got off the bed in great doubt, walked to the huge French windows and opened the curtains, looked outside, the following It is a greenhouse, and not far away is the quietly flowing Tiber River. This is Rome, Italy, Wei's house, his room.

Si Qianxu was stunned for a long time, why did he return to Rome from heaven when he woke up from the dream?Or did Baili Mengyan send him back?What about Anjie?What did she do to herself?

He was completely confused, so he simply changed his clothes and went downstairs, just in the hall, he bumped into the sons of his adoptive father, Wei Meng, that is, his two older brothers.

"Hey, third child, I just got off the plane yesterday, why don't you sleep a little longer now?" The young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes lying on the sofa, handsome and romantic, is Si Qianxu's second brother Wei Junmo, the mafia night banquet. The second in command, he was staring at the laptop, and now he raised his eyes and smiled at him.

"What..." Si Qianxu was taken aback, did he get off the plane yesterday?

The eldest brother Wei Junchi didn't notice his distraction, and raised his head. Compared with Wei Junmo, his appearance was more serious, and he looked softer when he looked at his third brother with a different surname, and said: "Since you are awake, go eat Let's order something, it's bad for your stomach if you're hungry for a long time."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry, I was too full last night..." In the middle of speaking, Si Qianxu's voice dropped, the answer just now was not what he wanted to answer, but the words rolled out of his throat subconsciously, but, yesterday Night?Where did last night come from?

He began to feel an inexplicable sense of disobedience. After seeing too many strange things with Baili Mengyan, his intuition became more acute. At this time, he realized that the existence of everything in front of him seemed normal, but it seemed Somewhat unreasonable, as for where, he couldn't tell.

"Why are you in a daze, third? Missing Dad?" Wei Junmo walked over and put his shoulders on his shoulders in a serious manner, "Dad has gone to North America and is not at home."

Si Qianxu was in a state of confusion, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he heard it, "Second brother, what are you talking about? Godfather..."

Wei Junmo didn't notice his shock, and continued: "The quarterly summary meeting in North America, Dad said, you went to the British Museum for half a month to exchange and discuss, and forgot about it?"

Si Qianxu caught his breath.

The British Museum, North America... the godfather, is he still alive? !

Rome, a central park, a dessert shop, a young man ordered a cup of hot chocolate, sat in a quiet corner, resting his chin thoughtfully, with a serene face under his light black and nearly brown hair, Outstanding but restrained, with a gentle and harmless expression, wearing black casual clothes, such a dark color is not mysterious and gloomy on him, but he wears it with a particularly clean and pure feeling.

Si Qianxu touched his neck unconsciously, but he couldn't help but sighed again when he didn't touch the familiar pendant.

It has been nearly a week since he woke up, not only Baili Mengyan and Suji, but even Yiwu Qianmu and others couldn't be contacted. He used the power of the night banquet to check, but found that these People, the two big brothers said they didn't know each other, the small villa on Qinquan Road in M ​​City of Tianchao disappeared, and Ziwanju in Tianyi disappeared; they also contacted the Psychic Security Bureau through special channels, but they never got a reply. , they never existed...

He is Si Qianxu, who was brought out from the orphanage by the Weimeng, and the third young master of the mafia banquet. None of these seem to have changed, but it is not just that. During the appreciation of cultural relics where murder was a conspiracy, he got acquainted with that beautiful, feminine and powerful warlock—"Zero Ice Flame" Baili Mengyan. Qian Xu followed Baili Mengyan to the Celestial Dynasty, came into contact with a strange and strange spiritual world, learned that her mother was Si Sulan, a psychic master, and later met her biological father, Qiushuixian Yaoyue with the curse of "forgetting" Only then did Xi Yin realize that he, who had an extremely negative physique, was actually a sealed half-demon.

And Baili Mengyan's contracted monster Xunji told them that the Six Star Pendant that Si Sulan left to him before his death was one of the six spiritual artifacts that formed the curse of the survivor of Emperor Agenie of the Ancient Ermirdian Empire. Because of this love-induced curse, in the past year, the godfather Weimeng died, and he was trapped in a dream, Shan Fei and Yiwu Qianmu were also implicated, and Si Qianxu and Baili Mengyan were separated from each other several times. , the last scene in his memory is that ghost master Anjie snatching Xingliuzhu and Tiansi knot to revive his lover, the scarlet under the fake Tiangang order...

But now, all the clocks, calendars, and even the people who happened to appear clearly show that it is now a year ago, a month before he received the invitation to Doggle Castle!Not only is his godfather Weimeng still alive, but there is no trace of Baili Mengyan, and even everything related to Lingdu Bingyan is gone!He couldn't believe it, why did the whole world turn upside down when he woke up from a dream?Could it be that those are really just an absurd and long dream?

Si Qianxu's eyes moved slightly.

No, it won't be... The absence of the Tencel Knot and the Spirit Lock can be explained as a dream, but how can it be explained that the six-star pendant that has been worn since childhood disappeared?But only this can prove that the person he loves is real, and only in this way can he calm down in a world that subverts his cognition.

Bailimengyan... That day, that moment, that flick of a finger in Dogger's castle, here, there, in fate, the sudden encounter, the phoenix eyes are cold, fierce and arrogant... Si Qianxu knows, Just that one glance is enough to make him sink uncontrollably, to brand a person's name in his heart, and to engrave a mark of obsession, even if a thousand calamities will happen to him.

I can’t think of you every day, even when I close my eyes, I will definitely return to you—before my longing turns blood into water.

Si Qianxu put down the money, left the dessert house, and was not in the mood to go back to work at the Institute of History. After wandering around the streets of Rome unconsciously, he received a promotional leaflet for a touring performance by a Peking Opera troupe. It seemed that he was quite famous. , Looking at the location and time, Si Qianxu felt flustered when he was free, so he wandered off to buy a ticket.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, and they are all paid for by the ruins. What is the beautiful day, who's house is the place to enjoy the pleasure..." Hua Dan on the stage has a very beautiful posture, with her waist twisted, her sleeves tucked in, and Cong pointing. Hua, with dewy eyes and deep sorrow, speaks a Beijing accent, and the Nong language is mellow, even foreigners who don't understand the meaning can be fascinated by it.

Si Qianxu didn't know much about this kind of ancient prose. When such lyrics and music were performed emotionally by the women on stage, he only felt that the meaning was very sad.

"Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, the clouds and green pavilions, the rainy wind, the smoke wave painting building, the people of Jinping look at it so cheaply..." Beads are pendant, the woman looks back from the side, and this angle is in the line of sight of her boss Qianxu , the eyes under the delicate makeup are sparkling, and the thoughts are lingering, as if she is the Du Liniang who leaned on the spring light thousands of years ago, staring at Liu Mengmei sadly through her soul dream, her eyes are so affectionate enough Let people throw away their armor.

I don't know if it's because I'm too exhausted after days of investigation or if this kind of sadness resonates, Si Qianxu unconsciously lost his mind when he watched it, and there are many memories that seemed real and unreal along with that tone of voice poured into his mind.