It turned out that the name of Siyu Tower was originally named to commemorate Ruxiang.

Later, because of the two children, it was re-given meaning.

Opening the letter, Lin Wanjiang handed it to Ruxiang.

Whether it is right or wrong, he can't make a conclusion, it's nothing more than a bad fate.

Ruxiang raised his hand to take it, the handwriting was Ah Hao's, he could recognize it.

This letter started from the day Xu Sanniang had her abortion.

That night, after Xu Sanniang drank the decoction, she suddenly felt unbearable abdominal pain and bleeding profusely.

It turned out that although the child was not yet formed, it was an extraordinary baby, and even if his mother's body was knocked out, he would be hurt.

Ah Hao went to look for a doctor in the middle of the night, but on the way he came across the corpse of a Taoist priest.

The corpse was extremely creepy, but Ah Hao recognized it immediately.

For a while, my heart was full of mixed feelings.

In the middle of the night of the second day, Ah Hao came alone, quietly buried Ru Xiang, and set up a simple grave.

He didn't tell Xu Sanniang the truth, he knew that this person still had feelings for Ruxiang, and he was afraid that she would find it difficult to accept it.

At the end of the letter, there were a few heartfelt words, which made tears flow down my face.

A close friend is like a phase, and I feel ashamed.

Seeing that you and Sanniang agree in love, my heart feels like a knife, just because I am careful to please Sanniang.

On the eve of your marriage, I have made up my mind to leave.

Because I love you so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to myself, so it's better to leave so that you two don't have to worry about the future.

When I was parting, I went to see Sanniang, but I tried my best to endure it, but I surpassed it.

I have regrets and guilt, and I know it's useless to say anything, but I still want to say sorry.

Sanniang was my childhood sweetheart, but she never liked me.

After you appeared, I put all my heart on you.

When your appearance was destroyed, maybe you didn't even realize it.

Your temper is getting more irritable and moody, and Sanniang often sheds tears because of you.

But she never raised the intention of retiring the engagement, even in the slightest.

She knows that you and I have a good relationship, so she often comes to see me, and wants me to explain you.

I had no choice but to talk to you carefully, for fear of touching the pain in your heart.

And on the night of my departure, there were not the two of us in Sanniang's house, her mother was also there.

When Sanniang sent me out, I couldn't help myself, I just hugged each other and didn't overdo it.

She is happy with you from the beginning to the end, regardless of what you have become.

Even when she married me in the end, she often cried and missed you.

You can blame me but not Sanniang, her heart is as firm as a rock.

A close friend is like a phase, and I regret it.

It is my lifelong regret not to hold you who fell off the cliff.

That day I knew you misunderstood Sanniang and me, and hurriedly chased you away.

When you are about to fall off the cliff, I run to you with all my strength.

Letting go is definitely not my intention, but the rainy road is slippery, and I can't hold you.

Upon hearing the news of his death, Sanniang was devastated and wanted to go with you several times.

I feel so remorseful that I can only take care of Sanniang for you, at least let her live.

Not long after, a plague broke out in the village, and I took good care of Sanniang who unfortunately fell ill.

We moved away from Xujia Village and went to Qijia Town at the foot of Chuzhong.

As the days went by, Sanniang saw that I was so hardworking and felt ashamed of me, so she married me.

The two of us opened a restaurant called Siyulou.

Sanniang personally mentioned the words, and wrote a small line of characters below.

Lovesickness is like rain, looking forward to the date of return.

We have planted bluebells nearby, and we only hope that after an autumn rain, we can meet the reincarnated you.

She misses you all the time, and so do I...

The letter fell to the ground and ignited a raging flame.

The embers rise up, reflecting the shadowy figure, becoming more and more ethereal.

Suddenly shed tears, looked into the distance, and then smiled in relief.

It was originally a barren land, but he could see that bluebells stretched everywhere.

Lin Wanjiang calmed down and said calmly, "Would you like to reincarnate?"

Ruxiang shook his head, his voice broken and choked: "I have to wait."

He owes Ah Hao and Xu Sanniang a lifetime of love.

He will be with them when the two reincarnate again.

At that time, he will definitely recognize Xu Sanniang and continue his relationship with her.

As soon as the voice fell, the phantom gradually dissipated.

Wandering between heaven and earth, counting the years in my heart.

Looking at the embers, Lin Wanjiang remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.

He always felt that love is a fine wine infused with snakes and scorpions.

At the beginning of the entrance, I only feel mellow and strong, which makes people sink and cannot extricate themselves.

When the poison comes up, it will pierce the heart like ten thousand arrows, making life worse than death.

The light of life is finally annihilated.

Recalling the self in the previous life, he once enjoyed love under the younger brother's body, endlessly.

At that time, he couldn't tell the difference between love and hate, or it was driven by instinct.

The extreme love-hate entanglement would have given rise to the fire of lust.

In a word.

Can produce love - desire, don't give birth to greed.

The young man looked at him sideways, the embers of the letter were still there, and the clouds were curling up.

He suddenly raised his hand and lit another fire.

He smiled and said, "It's cold in early autumn, senior brother can keep warm."

Although love is like poisonous wine, it is not annihilation but annihilation.

Light up the fire of rebirth and light up the light of hope.

Even if his hands are bloodied, he will kill countless evils.

As long as the senior brother is the result of the battle.

He is not afraid of the bones under his feet, nor the souls of the dead behind him.

In the end, the winner is king.

At night, there is a lot of people in the lively workshop, and the lights are on both sides of the street.

Yan Changan, who had been wandering around for a day, was also a little tired.

He was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, one of which was missing.

In Yu Qingfeng's mouth.

This person likes to eat sweets, but he is a little embarrassed outside.

The boy acted like a baby for a while before feeding one.

Wei Ziqi followed behind, taking a few steps before resting for a while.

Yu Qingfeng felt puzzled, but when he thought of the noise last night, he knew it.

"I'm not leaving! You carry me!"

With a roar, several people stopped in their tracks instantly.

Bei Mingwen hastily stretched out his hand, and gently carried him on his back.

He said to the two of them, "You go first."

Anyway, they are not on the same boat, and they can act separately.

Yan Changan was overjoyed when he heard the words.

Gently grabbed Yu Qingfeng, and whispered: "Brother Yu, let's go."

Yu Qingfeng smiled gently, and followed Yan Changan on another road.

Seeing the person walking away, Bei Mingwen said softly, "Would it hurt my stomach? Why don't I hug you?"

Wei Ziqi got a little annoyed, and cursed in a low voice: "Stomach! Stomach! You only have this bad seed in your heart!"

"If it was before! Your grandson doesn't care if I'm tired or not!"

Hearing this tone, Bei Ming smiled instead of anger, and asked as he walked:

"Besides on the couch, when do I care if you are tired or not?"

Wei Ziqi blushed and bit the man's shoulder hard, leaving two rows of tooth marks through the cloth.

Bei Mingwen didn't struggle, let him make trouble, and didn't dare to pluck his hair like in the past.

Wei Ziqi will suffer for him, suffer greatly.

His personality needs to be changed, and Wei Ziqi must not be made uncomfortable anymore.

Hanging his eyes and smiling, he suddenly asked: "Do you think he is a man or a woman?"

Wei Ziqi finally stopped for a while after hearing the words, and said coldly:

"Both men and women are bad! You can't get better if you do!"

Bei Mingwen smiled again, and said in a low voice, "If I resemble you, then everything will be fine."

Tilting her head and kissing her cheek lightly, her deep purple eyes reflected on Wei Ziqi's face.

"My wife is good everywhere, from head to toe."

The sudden love words made Wei Ziqi speechless.

Both cheeks were hot suddenly, and the hustle and bustle of voices couldn't hide the rapid heartbeat.

After thinking for a while, he said in a trembling voice, "Shut up...shut up!"

Bei Mingwen walked very slowly, he likes the leisure now.

But Yan Chang'an traveled very fast, he was looking forward to taking a cruise with Yu Qingfeng.

The lights on the shore of the lake are brilliant, the moon is full and the stars are shining tonight.

The young man took courage and grabbed Yu Qingfeng's hand.

Perhaps it was late at night, the light and shadow were dim, and this person did not refuse.

The two sat on a cruise ship, and a lonely boat sailed downstream.

Walking to the middle of the lake, I suddenly saw lanterns floating in the distance.

There were a few sporadic ones at the beginning, and gradually gathered thousands of them.

The boy touched the deflated purse and secretly smiled.

It's not Qiqiao tonight, no one puts up lanterns.

But he couldn't wait that long, so he bought a lot and hired the shopkeeper to light it for him.

The lights are dim, illuminating the waves on the water surface, shining like thousands of stars.

Yu Qingfeng stared blankly, he rarely went down the mountain, let alone saw this scene.

The river of stars flowed into his eyes, and there was a slight smile on his warm face.

With tender eyes, the young man asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Yu Qingfeng didn't answer, he looked at the lantern, and Yan Changan looked at him.

The lanterns gradually converged to surround the boats, and the mottled light and shadow softened the heart.

Yu Qingfeng raised his eyes, meeting the young man's eyes.

When they looked at each other, for some reason, their eyes suddenly turned red.

Those eyes were too clear, and his figure was in the center of the light.

The heartbeat continued to speed up, and the chest hurt from the bump.

'I only wish the lights are always bright, and the breeze can be at ease. '

Thinking of this sentence in his mind, his trembling long eyelashes were dyed with fine stars.

How can the lights stay on?

When annihilated, only darkness remains.

How can he be at ease?

A few days later, he disappeared from Chang'an.

Bei Mingwen said something wrong.

Although Tianhai Sanqing has twelve roads, each of them leads to the main road.

How can I get to the main peak without the main road?

The root of love grows suddenly, and there is a dull pain in the heart. The deeper the root is, the harder it is to pull out.

Then don't pull it out.

Looking up at the boy, he suddenly approached and kissed the thin lips.

The boy froze for a moment, his eyes widened, his heart beating like a drum.

There was noise in my ears, vague and indistinct.

There are thousands of bright lights and a pair of closed eyes.

The water of the lake was turbulent, and the lanterns gathered and scattered like duckweed, one after another went out.

A whisper came from my ear: "If the lights are always on, the breeze will live here, and there will be no roads."

Yan Chang'an didn't understand, he just hugged him, kissed and left him reluctantly.

The two people on the other end also boarded the cruise ship.

Wei Ziqi picked up one, shook it in her hand, and the light suddenly went out.

He became very playful, and just about to pick up the other one, Bei Mingwen hurriedly stopped him.

"Chang'an bought these, let them shine a little longer."

Wei Ziqi frowned, it was rare to listen to a word.

He asked: "Chang'an really pleases senior brother?"

Bei Mingwen sighed, looked at the two people kissing in the distance, and whispered:

"Perhaps they are in love with each other."

Wei Ziqi was puzzled: "If this is the case, they can go together."

"Although I'm sorry for the head, but it's rare for two people to be happy."

Bei Mingwen looked at him, shook his hand gently, and his voice became deeper and deeper:

"The breeze can't go away."

Wei Ziqi asked, "Why?"

Beiming thought for a while after hearing this, and then said: "His soul seal is different from ours."

"We have a contract of living with Qinghualian, and he is a contract of death."

"If he leaves for more than three years, he will die."

Wei Ziqi's eyes widened, and she said again: "Brother never mentioned it! How would you know?"

Bei Mingwen clenched his fists: "Before you and I left, I talked with the head."

"He said that Qingfeng was seriously injured in that battle, and it was the Qinghualian before it was broken that rescued him."

"From then on, his life has been tied to the survival of the sect."

"Even Qingfeng didn't know about this matter, and the head of the sect never thought he would leave."

Wei Ziqi's eyes turned red, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Then what should I do? Is there a way to undo it?"

"If they don't leave, Chang'an will still get married, and the head will not agree with them!"

"If it's like you said, the two of them really love each other! Then when Chang'an gets married, senior brother will definitely be sad!"

"No! Chang'an is not allowed to get married! I'll go back and find senior brother! Let him cancel this marriage!"

Seeing that Wei Ziqi was agitated, Bei Mingwen hurriedly hugged him and comforted him softly:

"There will be a way, don't worry."

"You can't persuade the head. I tried to persuade you that day, but he won't listen to anything you say."

"The fragments can unlock the life contract, and the complete Qinghualian can unlock the death contract."

"As long as the two of them dare to leave, we will also search for the fragments within the next three years, and we will be able to resolve this death contract."

Suddenly sighed: "It depends on Qingfeng's willingness. I will talk to him tomorrow."

"He's not a man of temperament, he's overly rational, and he hurts people the most."

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