Donggong: If Li Chengyin remembered first

Tell the story again from the beginning, without any detail, and carefully finalize the expression in every detail; be objective, make it infinitely close to the truth; It is unbearable to hear that one will succeed and the bones will dry up.

- It's almost impossible to do.

Once the story begins, no matter how rhetoric it is, it cannot change the established facts.

I wanted to lie to her, to make our story pure and beautiful.But I still can't lie to her, just like I can't lie to myself not to love her.When you have ulterior motives, you can still love each other sincerely, after forgetting the past, you still can’t restrain your heartbeat to love again, after remembering the past, you can find a consistent deep love... How can you lie?

Tens of thousands of things in the world are all passing by to me, only Xiaofeng can't treat them like this.Knowing right from wrong is never easy.right?wrong?I'm actually confused.

But I think that the reason why love is so touching and unforgettable lies in its purity, its quintessence, its sincerity, its haunting dreams, and its uniqueness and irreplaceability in its life.

I despise the love obtained by deception and concealment, and it is unfair to her.

Then let’s talk about it, tell everything clearly, have a good time, cry out, and feel embarrassed Said it was me.

"Xiaofeng, I've told you everything. I danced the River of Forgetfulness with you, but I still remembered it. Maybe it was God who refused to forgive me, that's why I was reminded. Or, it was God who pityed me. , so let me always remember...Xiaofeng, if...you are still the same as back then, you will forget me forever and ever..."

My heart was twisted into a ball in pain, and I couldn't say anything against my will.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said: "No, I can't. Xiaofeng, you can't forget me. I will always find you and make you fall in love with me again. Whether you remember or not, I will always love you. Whether you Do you want to remember, you always have to love me."

Her expression changed from surprise and disbelief to pain and unacceptability.

She hugged her arms tightly, buried her head between her knees, her earrings, pearls and emeralds stopped clinking, her hair and clothes fell to the ground, motionless.But I know she cried.There was no sound and no breath, only teardrops fell to the ground, suddenly melted into the sand and soil, and soon became wet.

All flowers, trees, mountains and rocks are the same between heaven and earth.Occasionally, an east wind blew through, rustling countless branches and leaves in the mountains.The fragrance of flowers comes from far away, and after a short arrival, it blows away lightly.The sun is still warm and sunny.Ying crows are melodious, and there are endless calls.But after I finally made up my mind to finish telling this cruel story, facing this uninhabited wilderness, I felt that the world is so big that there is nowhere to stay.There is still a tomb for the mother, where she can stay with the unswerving Langjun when she was young until death after escaping the imperial confinement.

What about me?

If she refuses to love me...

"Xiaofeng, I used to be in pain. From the time I was born, I kept losing, as if I was destined to be unworthy of any beauty. Until I didn't dare to have any more, I didn't dare to expect, I didn't dare to be cowardly, and I dare not be soft, dare not express even the slightest joy to all good things. So I let everyone hurt like me, as if this is the only way to relieve the tangled heart a little bit. Until I make you hurt too , let you feel heartbroken and painful, and in the end, I would rather cut off my belt and jump into the river of forgetfulness, and forget all this for life and life, so I feel that I am wrong. But...it is too late, too late. Love is actually, I would rather be in pain Even if I die, I will never make the other party feel a little pain. Maybe you can't understand, but I... will love you like this from now on."

"Xiaofeng, if after listening to this story, you are still willing to tie my belt around me and ask me to catch a hundred fireflies, then I will accompany you in whatever you want. Li Chengyin is fine, Gu No matter Xiaowu, the only one I am sorry for is you, the only one I have let down is you, the only one I want most is you, and only you. I am willing to use all the time and love of the rest of my life to make up for you."

"If...you still can't forgive me..."

A small piece of earth and stone from my mother's tomb suddenly slipped down and rolled to my feet, like a heavy comfort.

I picked up the thumb-sized stone covered in dust, put it in the palm of my hand, and slowly tightened it until every corner was painful.I continued: "Xiaofeng, I am still stingy. Even if you refuse to forgive me, I still want you to be my wife for the rest of my life as promised in the letter of credence. If I am the prince, you will be the concubine. God, you will be the empress. Even if you hate me and hate me, I will never let you go in this life."

For some reason, after hearing this, she suddenly sobbed in a low voice with extreme restraint.

I don't know why she was crying.Is it for the Turkic Tiergada Chanyu who loved her but died because of her, or for the 20 Turkic people who did not surrender, or for her parents?

I do not know.

Carefully trying to coax her, but there is nothing to say.

I had no choice but to raise my hand and stroke her back.

There was no words for a moment, only the suppressed cries scattered in the wind.

The sun slowly slanted to the west, dyeing the trees and mountains with a layer of orange, gentle and silent.The mountain wind slowly blows the coolness.She was still choking on her knees.The thin and thin shoulders twitched.When I became more and more at a loss, I inadvertently touched the 筚篥 on her waist.

I took it off, put it on my lips, and played a song my mother always hummed to me when I was a child.

It is also a song.

It is different from the song of the Turks.There is less generosity and more sadness and lingering.

She heard the sound and cried, almost howling, as if she was full of grievances and finally had something to complain about.

I stopped and hugged her tightly, letting her punch and kick and refused to let go.

After a long while, she was finally tired, and she stopped crying, and she didn't wipe away her tears. She let me hold her, and she didn't know what to think.

"Xiaofeng...?" As soon as she spoke, she stood up abruptly with red eyes.Her legs were numb due to keeping one position for too long, and she staggered and almost fell to the ground. I helped her up, but she threw her away, and went straight to the saber I placed by the tree.Pulling out the sword, his eyes were red and he opened his eyes wide to look at me, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly held the sword in both hands and pointed at me.She was still unsteady, as if a gust of wind could knock her down.The hands holding the sword trembled slightly, and the point of the sword hit my heart. I even heard the sound of the point of the sword smashing through layers of silk, and the momentum went straight to my heart.

If only she could be happier...

I thought desperately, slowly relaxing every nerve, waiting for the sword to pass through my heart.

I tried to see her, to remember her.

If she wants to forget me from life to life, then I will remember her from life to life.

Can it be made up in case?

The author has something to say:

I’ve been outside recently, so I’m a bit short of words...don’t hit me o(╥﹏╥)o

If you stop at such a worrying place, hahahahahaha, if you really want to hit me, please be gentle (*/ω＼*)

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