too affectionate

Chapter 291 Hua Guangyi kisses eternity

The appearance of the figure blocked most of the light, only a few rays of afterglow leaked from the top of his head and sprinkled on Wanyan's body.

But it was those few rays of light that lit up Wanyan's whole world, making this gloomy night bright.

The old man immediately took out two pieces of red silk from his hand, put both hands in the palm of the nobleman in front of him, and carefully took the piece of silver that was too extravagant compared to the two pieces of red silk from his palm.

Wanyan didn't react until the person in front of her turned around.

"Heng... Heng Li...?"

Wanyan seemed to have drunk too much, and she didn't seem to wake up at all, she was dizzy and stammered.

There was shock, but more uncertainty.

Half of it was dark, half of it was illuminated by lights, the figure of the visitor intersected with light and shadow, tall and straight, the most obvious one was him.

But Wanyan opened her eyes wide and watched for a long time before finally daring to speak out to recognize each other.

In the past, the hats were always neatly and meticulously dressed, spotless from head to toe, whether it was the neckline or the belt, it was always in the most proper position and the most rigorous arc.

And whether his hair is tied up with a silver crown or scattered down, he will strictly keep every hair in its most exquisite appearance.

However, today, Heng Li's image is so different from the past that it is bizarre.

His pure white coat was messily draped over his body, not to mention the neckline was tilted to the left side, on the cuffs, on the hem of the clothes, and around his heart, there were a few bloodstains visible to the naked eye.

However, there is no silver crown on Heng Li's head, only an overly plain wooden hairpin on the top of the head, which is useless, and half of the hair is resting on it, and the other half of the hair is spread all over Heng Li's head as if fleeing from famine. The back and shoulders hang down to the waist, and even on both sides of the forehead of the hat, two locks of hair have slipped down, soft and weak.

But in fact Wanyan almost didn't notice these details, all she saw was Heng Li's face, so pale that there was no blood in it, like a piece of rice paper just unfolded, white, empty and lifeless.

But on such a pale face, there is such a pair of eyes that are completely red, interpreting the terrifying difference between red and white to the extreme.

This is the reason why Wanyan didn't dare to recognize each other immediately, because in Wanyan's heart, Heng Li should look like that, cold, aloof, detached from the world, with the world in her heart and no one in her eyes.

Wanyan felt that even if he reached the end of the world, he would never show the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

The Heng Li is like a plum blossom that has been blooming in the middle of the snow field, full of pride, blooming recklessly, restrained and arrogant.

But at this time, the Hengli standing in front of Wanyan stared at Wanyan's Hengli with red eyes hopelessly and with extreme longing, and completely took off her awe-inspiring body, leaving only the softest body, and His whole body was so pale that even the blood couldn't melt away.

At this time, he is like a lonely lotus standing alone in the wind and snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, in the impenetrable Tianchi. To the extreme dilapidated.

Wanyan only took one look at Heng Li's appearance, her heart was tightly clenched, and her brows and eyes were also tangled up in pain.

But at this moment, Wanyan suddenly thought of something in her mind, an unimportant incident.

Xuanying's bookshelf is full of treasures in the world, but the one in the middle is a piece of broken jade.

Although the Jade Jue could barely remain intact in the specially customized wooden frame, the cracks on it told the world all the time that it was broken, broken forever and could never be healed.

Wanyan doesn't understand why among so many treasures, Xuanying has a special liking for that piece of jade, and has to carefully wipe its remnants to make it clean every day, and Xiao Wanyan has indeed asked this question.

The father's answer was, "It is beautiful because it is broken, and because it cannot heal."

Until a few minutes ago, Wanyan didn't understand the meaning of her father's words, but the second Heng Li turned around, Wanyan completely understood.

There really is a kind of beauty in this world, a broken beauty, a broken beauty, so beautiful that it makes people's eyes turn red and heart aches, and it makes people want to protect it desperately.

That Yujue is one, the young master who once appeared in Wanyan's dream, who killed her father and mother overnight is one, and so is Heng Li at this moment.

At this time, Heng Li was standing there, holding two red silks tightly with half-hanging palms. He clearly saw Wanyan but didn't say a word, just stared at her in a daze, his eyes were red. , the mist in front of my eyes, but no tears flowed out; my Adam's apple rolled up and down, but my chapped lips didn't say a word.

Heng Li didn't say a single word, but Wanyan understood everything, from what his eyes said, the indelible pain.

Pain is really a state of mind that is so contagious that it is a bit strange. This kind of contagion combined with the spread of heart-to-heart love will produce an even more terrifying contagion.

Just looking at such a hat, Wanyan's heart has been shattered into scum all over the place, and she can feel the pain in her heart, amidst the crowds and voices, and under the joyous celebration of the whole country.

So amidst the noisy crowd of people coming and going, the gloomy colors formed a style of their own under the brightly lit lights, forming a cage that people outside could not see and people inside could not get out. They are completely isolated.

At the very end, I don't know if a quarter of an hour has passed, or a year or a time, Heng Li's eyes gradually loosened, the corners of his mouth softened suddenly, and a smile with white teeth appeared.

This smile is the relief that has to be made after struggling for a long time, it is the helplessness of being helpless after fighting with fate to no avail.

It was obviously a smile, but Heng Li's eyes were even more bitter.

The so-called laughing and frowning is the most heartbreaking.

Wanyan clearly heard her liver and intestines split inch by inch.

never mind.

Heng Li shook her head slightly at Wanyan, and said to her with her eyes.

Afterwards, Heng Li dragged her broken body and walked towards Wanyan, her steps were obviously heavy, but her figure was still as tall and straight as a proud pine.

What happened to Heng Li, and how should I help him.

Wanyan looked at Heng Li who was approaching step by step, and only these two questions were on her mind.

However, Wanyan didn't dare to think about it at all. She really couldn't imagine what kind of horrible things happened to turn such a proud and confident Heng Li into this resigned look.

Wanyan wants that cold and proud Heng Li to come back, but she also knows that the omnipotent and daunting young power minister and the rare Heng Li who is a genius, if he has not passed He is only 19 years old this year.

He has the qualifications to be vulnerable and helpless. He who has been relied on has always needed to rely on others.

Thinking of this, Wanyan's original eyes suddenly froze, replaced by a firm and focused look.

Heng Li also obviously noticed the change in Wanyan, but before he could think about it, Wanyan had already stepped up, striding towards him, walking powerfully and firmly.

Heng Li stopped in a daze, raised her hand subconsciously, spread out her palm, and handed the red silk lying on her palm to Wanyan.

Wanyan took three or four strides and arrived in front of Heng Li. Without thinking, she stretched out her right hand and gently pinched one end of the red silk. Before she could pull out the red silk, Wanyan's feet were already on tiptoe. It reached the back of Heng Li's neck.

Before Heng Li could react, Wanyan's left hand was already exerting force, and the undeniable force was pressing on the back of Heng Li's neck, causing the unsuspecting Heng Li to bow her head down unexpectedly.

In the next second, in Heng Li's eyes, Wanyan's small face approached extremely quickly, and immediately felt a touch of warmth, softness and sweetness between her lips.

But in Heng Li's eyes that opened wide in an instant, only Wanyan's skin as white as porcelain could be seen, and the slightly trembling eyelashes on the closed eyelids.

And Heng Li's outstretched hand subconsciously clenched its five fingers tightly, holding the other end of the red silk firmly, as if holding the red silk was holding Wanyan.The other hand wrapped around Wanyan's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

The tall and straight boy bent down to compromise, and the petite girl was full of possessiveness and aggression, a strange match and unexpected harmony.

At this moment, colorful fireworks shot up into the sky like meteors, and with a few muffled "dong dong", the entire sky was completely filled with huge and bursting fireworks, presenting a breathtaking splendor and brilliance.

In an instant, the pupils of the people praying hard on the ground, no matter whether they were dressed in rich clothes or ragged, whether they were full of hope or hopeless, were filled with fireworks, washing away all unsatisfactory wishes with brilliance. Not for nothing.

So, under the fiery trees and silver flowers all over the sky, amidst the voices of people, a boy in white clothes, a girl in court clothes, a kiss full of brilliance, and a red silk tightly held by both of them as if they were life-saving straws.

A shining dream.

Heng Li finally closed her eyes, letting herself be intoxicated by this moment.

What is there to care about in this world.This common people, what is there to pity.

Wanyan's attack came suddenly, and she walked more quickly. The next second after Heng Li's lips were suddenly empty, Wanyan's little head that she moved away was already attached to Heng Li's shoulder, and the little hand that was pressed on the back of his neck It also turned to rest on the other shoulder of Heng Li.

"Heng Li, don't be afraid, don't be sad, I'm here for everything, I'm here. Maybe I can't help you now, but I will always be with you, until the world is destroyed, and I will accompany you until The border between my life and death."

Wanyan leaned on Heng Li's shoulder and said softly, her voice was soft and gentle, she patted Heng Li's shoulder with her little hand, not lightly, but with some strength.

This time, everything hit Heng Li's heart.

Eight years ago tonight, she was also like this, patting him one after another, holding her head high, trying to pretend to be reliable and trustworthy, she said: "Little master, you can put all your sorrows and dissatisfaction away." Tell me happily, so that you don’t have to bear everything alone, Yan’er can also help you share, Yan’er is very good now, and has fully understood "Little Dai Riji", I can help you with whatever you say ..."

It's just that her voice is grandma's, unlike the girl in my arms now, the voice is much softer.

Eight years have passed, and the world has changed too much, and it has become even more unreasonable. That girl has also changed, she has grown a lot taller, and the loose nightgown has been replaced by a court dress.

However, the person she hugged and gently comforted, the person she cares most about, is still the young man in white, smelling of blood, and covered in scars.

Heng Li was very soft in her heart, but she still didn't forget to lean down again, to prevent Wanyan from working too hard on tiptoe.

"Yan'er, thank you."

Eight years later, Heng Li said this sentence again, and hugged Wanyan even tighter.

Thin shadows feel pity for themselves and autumn photos, Qing Xu pities me and I pity Qing.

(End of this chapter)