The reborn strategist is not easy to be

In this world, there is too much to ask for.But some people can get it at will, and others can't get it.Perhaps his resentment stems from jealousy and unwillingness.

He is not a free and easy person, but he believes that there are many people in the world who have nothing to do with the word "free and easy".He firmly believed that if Liu Yici had not died early but was alive and healthy, he would have to linger to the end just like him.

Originally thought that the difference between him and Liu Yici and Yun Gui was only in appearance.Even if Liu Yici is more scheming than him, but not as cruel as him, how can someone who is soft-hearted and soft-hearted be able to accomplish anything?As for Yun Gui, in his opinion, he might not be smarter than him.

He has always been a little arrogant.Even if he is willing to admit that he is no better than Liu Yici, he firmly believes that he is definitely better than Yun Gui.Until, he repeatedly calculated, but was always defeated by Yun Gui. He tried his best, but he couldn't solve Yun Gui.

Throw in the towel?He doesn't want to admit defeat.Liu Yici was willing to die peacefully, he was unwilling to leave in despair.He is very sad, why should he give in and let them be happy?

He is not that fool like Qin Hui.Willing to watch from afar.

Very early on, he knew that Qin Hui secretly liked him.Every time you just need to ask Qin Hui, he will definitely respond to your request.The poison he poisoned Yunyue was what he asked for from Qin Hui.

Even Qin Hui didn't even ask who it was being used on.At first, he still feels indebted to him.But later, he got used to it slowly, got used to Qin Hui being behind him, got used to Qin Hui never rejecting him.

If the person he likes is not Lou Huanzhi but Qin Hui, surely he won't be so sad?It's a pity that something happened by mistake.

It's a pity that he was obsessed with ghosts and made mistakes again and again.He knew that once Lou Huanzhi knew what he had done, he would definitely despise him.But he realized that before he fell into the abyss, Lou Huanzhi didn't reach out to give him a hand at all, but just watched with cold eyes, and even arranged witnesses for his servants, waiting for him to enter the urn, he still felt unbearably painful.

complain?hate it?He didn't think clearly, only the word "regret", which he deeply experienced in pain.If he hadn't done those ugly things, although he would still not be happy with Lou Huanzhi, but in Lou Huan's heart, there must be some separation.

The relationship of so many years is not fake, even though Lou Huanzhi has alienated him because of Yungui, he still cares about him after all.Even if it's not because he likes him, but because he cares about him as a friend, it's better than nothing.

It was him who ruined the old friendship, it was him who discredited him little by little in Lou Huan's heart.

When he was cold all over and looked at Lou Huanzhi in unbearable pain, he yearned so much that everything could be done again.Doing it all over again, he will definitely not make such a mistake again...

But can all of this be repeated?What good is regret?

Rather than allowing others to deprive you of your life, it is better to end it yourself.When he stabbed the dagger into his body, he thought, is there really retribution in the world?

Not long after he killed Song Lianren with a dagger, he was the next to die.He also died by the dagger... Although it is not the same dagger, the taste of the dagger piercing the body is exactly the same.

It hurts so much that I want to cry out, but I can't make a sound.Lou Huanzhi's face became more and more blurred in his eyes, and he couldn't distinguish the expression on Lou Huanzhi's face carefully.

Will there be a look of compassion?Are you relieved?Or pity him?Will it be a little unbearable?

He couldn't guess, couldn't be sure, the only thing he could definitely feel was that his anger was dissipating bit by bit, and he was going to die.

All kinds of tastes tore his heart apart.

In a blur of consciousness, he finally couldn't help it, and said, "If...if there is an afterlife...can you..."

Can you try to love me?

He couldn't finish the sentence after all.When he fell to the ground, he remembered that in that year, they were still young men, riding horses together, hiking mountains and rivers, and he claimed to be romantic, holding a paper fan in his hand.

At that time, how could he have expected such an ending in the end?

he died.But he can still be conscious.No one can see him, he can touch no one.He is no longer a human being, but a lonely soul.

Maybe he was too obsessed, so he couldn't reach the underworld, so he had to wander around.

He saw Lou Huanzhi had his body transported back to the capital.I saw my mother's face that aged + years overnight when she was buried in the suburbs of Beijing.

He saw Lou Huanzhi and Yun Gui holding hands and looking at each other.He saw Lou Huanzhi press a kiss on Yun Gui's face.

He saw Qin Hui who was drunk, holding his foundation monument and muttering to himself.I saw Qin Hui who woke up in the middle of the night, called his name, and cried when no one answered.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but that Qin Hui couldn't hear him when he answered.

The four words "Eternal separation between heaven and man" are so cruel.

I don't know since when, the days he revolved around Lou Huanzhi became less and less.More and more days went to see Qin Hui.Perhaps it was Lou Huanzhi and Yun Gui who were too sweet and happy for him to see more.

As for that idiot Qin Hui, he is really pitiful and stupid. Although he did evil in his lifetime, he was also a good person, so he couldn't bear it for a while, so he should visit him more often.

Qin Hui was making paper fans, first painted the fan surface, and then cut wood into pieces to connect the fan surface.Qin Hui has been good at manual work since he was a child. When he was a child, Qin Hui made him a little clay figurine, but he never knew that Qin Hui could also make a fan.

He leaned forward to look, Qin Hui's ordinary face was serious, which added a bit of charm to him.His hands with slender fingers were flexibly sticky.On the surface of the fan held by these hands, there is a vanilla named "Xun" painted on it.

He is indeed dead.No more heartbeats.But for no reason, he felt a pain in his heart.

After Qin Hui made the fan, he made a few cuts in his hands, and there were freshly ground blisters on his fingertips.It was made like this when chipping wood.

He originally thought that this fan was for Qin Hui to use.Seeing Qin Hui walking out with a paper fan, he followed behind.As he walked, he actually came to the place where he was buried, in front of the tombstone.

Qin Hui squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the cold foundation tablet.His fingers lingered on the four characters "Su's Zhongxun" on the foundation tablet.It seems to be tracing stroke after stroke, writing his name repeatedly.

His eyes were so sore.For a moment I thought I was going to cry.After staying for a long time, I realized that he was dead and would never shed tears again.

After being distracted, he came back to his senses, only to see Qin Hui take out a fire pocket and light a fire beside him.He stared blankly, not knowing what Qin Hui was going to do.

Qin Hui soon had a paper fan in his hand.It was the paper fan that had just been made and hurt his hands.

Tongues of flame rolled up the fan.The picture of vanilla named "Xun" on it soon became ashes.He rushed forward to extinguish the fire, but his body and hands went through the fire.

"Don't burn it! Don't burn it!" He shouted with all his strength, trying to pull Qin Hui's hand holding the paper fan away, but his hand passed through Qin Hui's hand again.

"Don't..." He watched helplessly as the paper fan turned into pieces of charred wood, and could never find its original shape again.He didn't understand why Qin Hui burned it.It was obviously the paper fan that Qin Hui spent two days working hard to make...

He looked at Qin Hui, but Qin Hui was staring blankly at the pieces of burnt wood on the ground, and muttered to himself, "Zhongxun, did you receive the paper fan I sent you? I remember that you like to collect paper fans the most. I have always wanted to make you a paper fan, but I was afraid that you would not like it, so I would not accept it... Now that you are gone, I will burn it to you like this, but you will have no choice but to accept it, and insist on returning it to me?',

Qin Hui suddenly laughed, with water in his eyes, "I miss you a little bit, can I... go to you? Will you see me?"

While he was staring blankly, Qin Hui took out a dagger from his sleeve.It is a short knife used to chip wood to make fan bones.It was a dagger that he gave him casually in the past.

Qin Hui has been carrying it for ten years.

+ years, making this dagger look so dilapidated, without any outstanding features.But Qin Hui pulled out the scabbard and gently stroked the blade with soft eyes.

"This is the only thing you gave me...I carry it all the time...With it by my side, it's like you are by my side...I'll take it to find you, okay?"

The smile on Qin Hui's face hadn't subsided yet, the hand that was holding on to the dagger had already stabbed his heart.

"No!"

He stood in front of Qin Hui and watched the short knife stab into his body, but he didn't feel any pain.The short knife finally passed through his body and pierced into Qin Hui's heart.

"don't want……''

He wanted to hug Qin Hui, he wanted to stop his bleeding, he wanted to carry him up and find someone to save him.But no matter what he did, no matter how much he wanted to do it, all he got was failure after failure.

He is dead, he can no longer touch him, no longer can call him stupid, let him wake up.

Because he was dead, he could only watch helplessly as Qin Hui gradually lost his breath.He looked at Qin Hui who was stained with blood at the corner of his mouth, but was still smiling upwards. He remembered that year, the four of them rode horses together, trekking mountains and rivers. In short, Qin Hui always followed behind him, never taking his eyes off him.

He was wrong.He was wrong from beginning to end.When he was alive, he never realized what exactly he missed and what kind of person he failed.

If there is an afterlife... I don't want to fulfill my previous wish, but I just want to meet Qin Hui and return his affection for the rest of my life.