night enchanting

Chapter 104 Destined to fight (3)
"Yan'er has already said that the agreement between you is over now, you can do whatever you want, it doesn't count as your breaking the agreement."

"A man promises a thousand gold, how can he change it at will!"

The word love in the world is the most difficult to understand, and he is not the only one who is persistent!Leng Yixiao smiled knowingly, her heart was as clear as a mirror.

Mo Cange squinted at him, dissatisfied with his smile that seemed to understand everything.She couldn't help drawing her eyebrows lightly, and said coolly, "What about you? If she isn't your sister..."

"In this world, there are no ifs. And I am glad that she is my sister, so that I can always guard her side without any reason." The cold and elegant smile carried a faint sense of satisfaction, but Why does that elegant voice have a vague sense of loss and sentimentality?

The slender body stands on the top of a towering mountain, looking down through the hazy mist, the layered peaks are indistinct, like an ethereal illusion shrouded in dark clouds in the sky, a little unreal feeling.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed up from the bottom of the mountain at a supernatural speed, just like a husband who missed his wife but couldn't go home because of something, and was anxious to see his anxiously awaited lover.

"he came."

"Yes, here he is."

The two looked at each other, and then hid in the dense forest beside them with a tacit understanding.

"Can Ge, do you think he will abide by the agreement with Yan'er?"

"will not."

"Then guess, he will commit suicide with a sword? Or dig a grave and bury himself?"

"Dig the grave."

On this hot summer day, the black-clothed man ran non-stop, his clothes were soaked in sweat, his whole body seemed to have just been picked up from the water, his long hair was wet and knotted into strands, sticking to his emaciated cheeks.When the solitary grave came into view, his steps suddenly became unusually slow, one step after another, as if a barefoot person stepped on a sharp needle point, every step was painful.

He thought his heart was dead.He thought his heart would no longer hurt.It turns out that there is still consciousness.

The firm body clung to the edge of the tombstone, slid down slowly, and fell to the ground.

His slender fingers caressed the concave and convex characters on the surface of the monument, one by one, depicting heavily.

Demon Palace No.20 Six generations of palace lords, the tomb of Rumo.

Pausing on the word Rumo, it is as heavy and heavy as it is depicted, as if it has exhausted all the strength of the whole body.Five bright red fingerprints were left alive, and five beautiful and sad arcs of blood were pulled out.

The sky was vast, and dark clouds gradually gathered, forming large swaths of shadows, covering the sky layer by layer, and casting boundless darkness on the earth.

The man's eyes were empty, and he just leaned against the cold and hard tombstone, sitting blankly, motionless.The sky suddenly began to rain heavily, pouring like a note.The rain was mixed with large and large hailstones, which hit his eyelids, but he didn't notice it, and he didn't even blink his eyes, like a statue without perception.

Under the pouring of the heavy rain, his body was thoroughly soaked in less than a moment, his whole body was cold and numb, but his heart was still hurting.

His long hair was close to his face, and the rain washed his handsome but vicissitudes of face.He raised his head high, opened his eyes wide and looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky that seemed to never leave. It seemed that countless boulders had been stuffed into his chest. The heavy oppression made him feel suffocated. .

"Ah -ah ----" A long shed full of despair, straight into the sky, shaking the soul.When the sound fell, the voice was already hoarse, and there was no sound anymore.

Mo'er, how could you have the heart to leave me alone while you passed away alone?
What do you want me to do?How can I be happy by myself?

He suddenly turned around in a hurry, and went straight to the grave, pawing the loess wet with rain with both hands, and the black brocade clothes under him were covered with mud.

Mo'er, I don't believe you have the heart to leave me behind?

I do not believe!
Do not believe……

His hands kept digging down, and the puddles in the soil were bright red, which gradually spread out in the muddy yellow muddy water. His long wet hair fell down and mixed with the soil.

He is such a persistent person, he will not believe what he believes unless he sees it with his own eyes.

The movements of his hands were so urgent, he didn't care that Lianxin's ten fingers were already bloody, but he still didn't stop for a moment.

The pitch-black coffin finally appeared, and he wiped off the dirt on the coffin lid with his sleeve.As long as he lifts the lid of the coffin, he can confirm whether she is still alive. He knows that there is a medicine in the Demon Palace, even in the hot summer, it can keep the face of the dead person intact in March.

The trembling hands gently lifted a corner of the coffin lid, and at that moment, the heart was violently pulled and torn, and the body trembled uncontrollably.

White gauze skirt, black long hair, closed eyes, pale but beautiful face...

That face haunts his soul, that person is his life.

His head rested on the corner of the coffin, and bright red blood sprayed out from the bumps.The hoarse sound from the throat seemed to bring out the heart and lungs together. The sound was extremely sad, but I didn't know if it was crying?still laughing?
The weather in summer is like this, the rain falls as soon as it is said, and it stops as soon as it is said.

Nangong Ye gradually calmed down, slowly removed the coffin lid, and looked at the woman in the coffin with affectionate eyes.

"Mo'er, I'm sorry! It's not that I don't want to keep the agreement, it's that I really can't do it. In a world without you, I don't know what's the point of living?! It's better to go down to see you earlier, or to meet you earlier in the next life. "

He moved the woman slightly to the side, and then he was about to lie down.At this moment, a sigh came from far away.He turned his head and saw two familiar figures walking out of the dense forest.

His eyes sharpened suddenly, and he got up and asked, "Have you been there all this time?"

Mo Cange glanced at the tomb that had been opened, with complicated eyes, and did not speak.

Leng Yixiao nodded and said: "Sure enough, as Yan'er expected, you really won't keep the agreement!"

Nangong Ye's eyes flashed, but he said expressionlessly: "It's good for you to be here, so that no one will help us build the coffin and bury it."

After he finished speaking, he was about to step into the coffin, but was stopped by Mo Cange's hand.

Leng Yixiao sighed: "If you want to go with her, we will not stop you. But Yan'er said when she left, if you are still alive, take another look at the bamboo house in the apricot blossom forest for her!"

Yinxiangyuan, the endless apricot blossom forest, is still falling like rain, as enchanting as ever.

Nangong Ye was walking alone in the light red that was flying all over the sky. The slight wind, with remnant red, brushed over his face, just like the soft and boneless hand in memory, lovingly stroking his face.All the good things in the past came to mind one by one.Every word she said here was the warmth of his heart, and every aspect of her was the source of his love.

"In my heart, you are also the only husband in my life. No matter what happened in the past, as long as we live happily now..."

"I don't like you smiling at other women. I belong to you, and you belong to me!"

"I hope you will always be so kind to me. When my injury is healed, I want to play the piano for you, dance for you, hold hands with you, and walk in this beautiful almond forest... until our hair is white, I don't want to let go either..."

"I want to have a bamboo house of our own, even if it is very simple, it doesn't matter, as long as the house... has you and me, it is enough..."

"I want a swing that you made with your own hands and tie it in this apricot blossom forest... Let's sit on it together and let the apricot blossoms rain on us, and I will become the happiest person in this world... "

Her coquettish appearance, her soft voice, her occasional domineering and self-willedness, her simple and beautiful dream that can never be realized... everything seems to have happened yesterday.

The ancient rattan swing in the forest was rippling slightly in the wind, and he seemed to see a white figure sitting on the swing, the pure and beautiful woman winked at him with a mischievous smile on her lips. Eye.The red lips are slightly hooked, the smile is intoxicating, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward, as if waiting for his return.

"Mo'er..."

Surprise appeared in the phoenix eyes, he strode towards her with big strides, reached out to touch her, but it was empty.It turned out that no matter how beautiful the scene was, it was just an illusion.

Gently caressing the swing that he tied for her with his own hands, the blue bamboo boards are very clean, just like when they lived here before, without any dust.

Those memories are so clear, as if they have been fused into the flesh and blood, and cannot be erased. However, the scenery is still there, but the people are no longer what they used to be.

"Mo'er," he murmured softly, with his phoenix eyes filled with pain, "why are you not here? Without you, what is the meaning of this fairyland on earth...to me?"

Lifting his head slightly, his eyes were like fragments of broken time, he breathed heavily with his lips parted, but he still felt breathless.He closed his eyes deeply, and the good memories of the past were like the apricot petals floating around in the forest, turning into sharp ice blades, piercing his heart piece by piece.

Slowly approaching the bamboo house, with hard steps, heavy and slow.That was him for many days and nights, working tirelessly to achieve her heart's wish, and everything there was full of his love for her.

Stepping into the bamboo gate, the house that greets the eyes has not changed in the slightest.He seemed to feel the vaguely scented fragrance, lingering familiarly at the tip of his nose, entangled in the air in the room.

The slender fingertips gradually stroked the objects that had left her marks, and finally stopped on the wooden comb.

Hold it up slowly.

In the past, I used this wooden comb to comb her soft black hair every day...

Suddenly, among the wooden teeth, a black hair suddenly came into his eyes, and his heart ached.He held that strand of hair in his palm like a treasure, and slowly pressed it against his cheek.

"Mo'er...Mo'er..."

The extremely suppressed whimper finally slowly leaked out from the chest cavity, as if someone had torn the liver and intestines apart, and the pain was uncontrollable.

In this world, if there is no such person, his heart...is like a lone boat drifting in the vast sea, losing its guiding direction, and can only toss and sink in the crazy waves that keep coming.And where did the woman he loves go?
Behind him, there was suddenly the sound of gentle footsteps, like the spring rain of apricot blossoms moistening the earth, making the man who was immersed in pain cry, and even his breathing stopped.

He didn't look back.He didn't dare to make any movements, but just maintained the original posture stiffly, holding his breath, waiting for the familiar footsteps, slowly approaching bit by bit...

Until, a pair of slender and white jade hands slowly stretched out from behind, hugging him gently.

The warm jade-like soft body clings to the back, this feeling is so real that one can't help but tremble.His heart seemed to jump out of his mouth, he still didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that the dream would be shattered at the touch of a touch, however, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Why did you come here? I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

(End of this chapter)