exclusive marriage

Chapter 1 Wedges
That kind of flower, which blooms in early summer, has a beautiful name-poppy.The flowering period of poppies is very short, and there are not enough blooms. In the ten reincarnation flowering seasons, there is no way to hide the arbitrary poppies in early summer.

In the city of Zuocheng, there is a Bronze Sparrow Tower, which locks his Jiangxiachu.The city is locked in the early summer, and the world is gone in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, it was early summer again, the season when poppies bloomed in April, and it was very cold.

At night, the moon is not yet full, and a thin layer of apricot yellow covers it.The cool wind wrinkled the water in the early summer, and her brows in the dream.

A tear slid down and wet the pillow towel.Under the glazed lamp, the girl's face was pale, and a bewitching blood red appeared on her lips.

People don't wake up, dreams don't come to an end, whose thoughts are messed up beside the pillow?

The lights in the room were dim, but never dimmed, because the girl was afraid of the dark.

A pillow towel, and Zuo Cheng is beside her.The crescent moon shone, and the figure on the bed was trembling, and a pair of eyes darker than this night opened beside her.

Zuo Cheng stretched out his hand to the slightly trembling girl beside her, coaxing her softly: "Shen Xia, wake up, Shen Xia, don't be afraid."

Jiang Shenxia's nightmare lasted for several days, and when he woke up, he continued, sometimes he couldn't wake up.

Zuo Cheng's hand was always cool, hugging Jiang Shenxia's shoulder, and the temperature seeped into her skin.The long eyelashes were like wet butterfly wings, trembling slightly, and then opened, the misty eyes were like a lost child, so helpless and scared.She turned her head, looked at him beside her, and probed in a low voice: "Zuocheng?"

It was a dream just now, what about now?it is true?But why is it more like a dream?

He gently patted her on the shoulder, and there was a bewitching tone in his voice: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

There was no sleepiness in her eyes, she was so awake, but she felt in a trance, she tugged at his sleeve: "Zuo Cheng, Zuo Cheng, it's you, right?"

This is not a dream, is it?What was that just now?It's not a dream either.Who is she?Jiang Shenxia?Yeah?
Zuo Cheng kissed her frowning eyebrows, his handsome face was not as cold as usual: "Well, Shen Xia, I'm here."

At the beginning of summer, I will always be there, as long as there is your place.The name he called in his heart was Xia Chu, not Shen Xia, but this was his secret, and he couldn't let this girl know.

The hand that was holding onto Zuo Cheng's clothes suddenly loosened.Zuo Cheng, can you not lie to me, I'm already sober...

Qing Lingling's voice echoed in the empty night, and she leaned against him and murmured: "I was dreaming just now, I dreamed that I became Xia Chu, 11-year-old Xia Chu, 16-year-old Xia Chu, 17-year-old Xia Chu, At the beginning of Xia, there are every kind of Xia Chu, Xia Chu was laughing, and after a while, she cried again, crying so sadly." Brushing the wet pillow with his hand, "Look, the pillow is wet, it's like The one who cried was really me." She looked at him, tears slipped down again accidentally.

She saw Zuo Cheng's eyes that suddenly turned black, as sharp as an eagle at night.

Zuo Cheng hugged her tightly, his voice suddenly difficult: "Shen Xia, stop talking."

In the end, what did she dream about?Zuo Cheng is so scared, Jiang Shenxia don't wake up, whether he is dreaming or awake, don't wake up.

She was mechanically motionless, just kept murmuring her dream: "No, she was crying at the beginning of Xia, crying all the time, it was raining heavily, she said she was scared, that she was lost and couldn't come back , shall we let Chu Xia come back?"

Then she didn't say anything, just raised her eyes and looked at her quietly, her eyes were as empty as a person walking out of a medieval sketch.

Zuo Cheng looked at her eyebrows, her lips, her face, but didn't look at her eyes. He said: "Shen Xia, Xia Chu has gone, and she has gone to a far away place. She is fine, so don't worry about it." Miss her, forget her, okay?"

Jiang Xiachu can't come back, no, so he can keep her.

Her eyes turned cold and dimmed, and she asked expressionlessly, "Do you want me to forget? Zuo Cheng, don't you want me to think of Chu Xia? Don't you want her to come back?"

Suddenly, there was a heart-stopping silence, and after a long time, he opened his mouth, as if bewitched: "Shen Xia, I am Zuo Cheng, your favorite Zuo Cheng, I will always be with you, so don't think about it, okay?"

Anything can be wrong, everything can be forgotten, or remembered, anything can be changed, just remember that she loves him, and he just wants to be like this.

She suddenly sneered: "Yes, you are Shen Xia's favorite Zuo Cheng, you will always be with Shen Xia, right?"

She said Shen Xia, not me.

After a while, he nodded: "Yeah."

For a moment, Zuo Cheng was thinking whether he was with her or Jiang Shenxia, ​​even he who was awake all the time began to blur.

She was still smiling slightly, her eyes covered with a thick layer of frost: "But Shen Xia is in heaven, do you want to accompany her too?" She pushed him away heavily, "You don't want Chu Xia to come back, you Let her go far, far away, but, Zuo Cheng, Xia Chu is back, and I'm back."

Jiang Xiachu came back, a dream, she was completely awake, it turned out that she was not Jiang Shenxia, ​​but Jiang Xiachu, she actually forgot.

Zuo Cheng couldn't believe it: "Shen Xia, you—" The starlight in his eyes fell instantly, dissipating all the brilliance.

"No, I'm not Shen Xia, I'm Xia Chu." She sneered, and she burst into tears.

Finally, she woke up, Zuo Cheng's dream woke up.

There is no Jiang Shenxia who loves Zuocheng anymore in the world.

Jiang Xiachu is the sand that Zuo Cheng is holding in his hand. With such force and heart, he still can't hold it tightly. Will she still push him away?Even if it can't last forever, it should be a little longer, just a little bit.

He hadn't had time to love her any more, any more.

Before he had time to tell her, the thorn sunflower on the roof had bloomed.

He hadn't had time to change the curtains in the living room to her favorite white.

It's not too late for him to let her forget the hasty past and grow old with him.

It turned out that there were so many things that she didn't have time to do, but she was sober.

Little by little, she was backing away, putting an unreachable distance away from him.There seemed to be something choked in her throat, and it was difficult to pronounce, but she couldn't stop, telling such an ugly truth: "Shen Xia loves Zuo Cheng the most, but I am not Shen Xia, Zuo Cheng, I am Jiang Xia Chu, Meng The memories in this book are all mine, that’s why I’m so clear, and that’s why I’m crying.” Word by word, icy cold, piercingly cold, “I’m Jiang Xia Chu, Shen Xia died, it’s you, it’s you You erased my memory, it was you who turned me into her, because Jiang Xiachu would not love you, but Jiang Shenxia is different, so you turned me into her, right?" He was silent, There was mist in her eyes, but she roared and stared closely: "Isn't it?"

Zuo Cheng remained silent, but his eyes, which were brighter than the stars, dimmed bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)