Chief Adorable Immortal: Lord Xianjun's little monster

Chapter 127 One Hundred Copper Coins
Meng Chuzheng knelt down on the ground, and he covered his eyes in pain: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry! I was late... It was me... I was too late!" He slapped himself several times, but he still could not relieve There is no pain in my heart.

"A Zheng, don't do this, don't hurt yourself, you have to live well. I just want to see you again. I saw you the night before yesterday, and my wish is fulfilled." Jia Wanning couldn't touch Meng Chuzheng, only I can watch him in such pain, but I can't hug this man.

"You've come out on top, no one will bully you anymore. Ah Zheng, I'm so happy for you." She smiled and said, "Look at me, tell me, you will live a good life."

Meng Chuzheng shook his head, he was so stubborn that he refused to agree, and the cry of despair made people feel extremely sad.

Yutu shook her head sadly, and suddenly asked: "Xianjun, if you disappear one day, will you want the person who loves you to live well?"

Qin Ling looked at her: "Why do you ask that?"

Yutu told him seriously: "Brother Xian said that if one day he dies, he will kill Xiaowei himself."

Qin Ling was silent, he didn't know how to answer, leaving alone to guard each other's memory, that feeling was too painful, the years were so long, how could it pass so easily.But people are gone, immortals are gone, maybe there will be no future, the last trace of this world has disappeared.

Da Da suddenly thought of a story Sanskrit Sanskrit told her in her previous life. Once upon a time, there was a widow who scattered a hundred copper coins every night, and then had to find them one by one. dawn.She didn't understand, so she innocently asked Fanyin why, Fanyin just smiled and replied: "If you don't understand, then you will never understand... My little Lianshu, I hope you will never understand."

When she first arrived at Yunjianfang, she was also afraid to sleep all night, afraid of dreaming of Qin Ling's face, afraid of seeing the loneliness of this long night.At that time, she finally understood why the widow did this. Her heart, like hers, was empty and windy from all directions, making her feel cold and numb.When I didn't understand it, I just felt that the widow was inexplicable, but after I understood it, I didn't know how to describe the loneliness in it.

She shed tears, she just felt that the magic pen in Si Ming's hand could not write clearly about this impermanent world.

Qin Ling turned his head to look at the silent answer, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Da Da shook his head: "I didn't cry, I was pitying them." I was also pitying herself. She was the only one holding on to those memories, and the person in front of me was different after all...

Meng Chuzheng raised his head, and he looked at Jia Wanning firmly: "You are no longer here, what is the meaning of my life? I never cared about fame, wealth and status. I fought for it so that I could go back and marry you. Now, these things mean nothing to me. It's just a floating cloud, and it will disperse when it disperses." His voice was choked up, just like the day he left four years ago.

"Why are you so stupid..." Jia Wanning cried face to face with him.

"I'm just afraid that I've committed too many crimes, and I won't be able to see you in the next life. But even so, I don't want to live alone. In the next life, even if I am a cow, a horse, a grass, or a tree, I will be with you Beside you." Meng Chuzheng wiped away his tears, and took out a cold dagger from his bosom.

"Who knows what the next life will be like? You live in peace, I will always be here with you, and no one will be able to separate us." Even though he couldn't touch his face, Jia Wanning still wiped his face with his empty hands. Seeing his tears, she said: "Ah Zheng, I'm very scared..." She didn't say what she was afraid of, maybe it was fear of reincarnation, fear of black and white impermanence, fear of loneliness, fear of eternal separation, and what's more, maybe Unknown confusion.

(End of this chapter)