Undying Patient

Being tortured by the illness for more than a full month is beyond the reach of individuals, not to mention Su Jinzhi, who has always been afraid of death. So when he was awake, the whole person was a little bit confused, and every day he just sat in the Peony Pavilion and stared at those pots of Wei Zi in a daze.

"Master Host ~" Zero whispered to him.

Su Jinzhi replied weakly, "What are you going to do?"

"Do you play mahjong?" Zero continued to whisper him like a thief.

Su Jinzhi stood upright instantly: "Mahjong ?!"

No. 1 uttered coldly: "Two missing one, can't you fight?"

Su Jinzhi languished and went back again, waving his hand and saying, "Two missing one, how do you tease me? What mahjong do the three people play, not playing?"

No. 1 sighed disdainfully: "We can let the host play two decks of cards, even if the host wins."

Zero also embarrassed and persuaded Su Jinzhi: "Will the host, Brother No. 1 who is very powerful, try to come to the two games?"

Can he play two decks by himself?

Su Jinzhi just hesitated for two seconds before joining the Mahjong table with the number one and number two missing. Anyway, he could play two decks, how could he lose? In the end, Su Jinzhi was so angry that he wanted to knock out the zero number and smash it--

"Zero! Don't shoot No. 1! What about you two playing plot? I'm a bird?"

"Wow, my host, I didn't mean it."

"Oh, invincible is really lonely."

But no matter how miserable Su Jinzhi was, Qiu Yi and Xi Yue saw the youth's increasingly rosy cheeks, totally unaware that this was because of being enraged. However, after playing for a few days like this, Su Jinzhi suddenly seemed to have something wrong--he had an accident in the last world, as if after playing Mahjong.

And this unknown idea was soon fulfilled.

When Joy cried so loudly that he told Su Jinzhi the news of Feng Jiuli's death, he was aggressive.

"How could General Feng die?" Su Jinzhi smiled twice before telling him joyfully before No. 0 entered the door. Feng Jiuli restored his memory of Jun Changle's progress value. Not to mention that he has a zero letter, as the name of Jiu Li, he is Chongluo ’s God of War, and he has driven Beiyou back from the border again and again, how could he die on the battlefield?

Joy knelt in front of him, crying silently: "It is the arrow in the real Prince Feng, the arrow is poisonous"

"You lied to me." Su Jinzhi was calm, Feng Jiuli was not dead at all. "Yun Shenyi is his three elder brothers. I heard that he also went to fight--"

Before Su Jin's words were finished, No. 1 suddenly said: "Feng Jiuli is dead."

One of Su Jinyi: "But No. 0 just said"

Number one said: "You know he's not dead, but Jun Changle doesn't know."

Su Jinzhi stopped.

Yes, he did know that Feng Jiuli was impossible to die through the zero number, but it was impossible for Jun Changle to know the news.

Su Jinzhi pursed his lips, and suddenly he couldn't help shaking, his heart shrank into a ball, and the pain was almost choking. He turned to look at Wei Zi, who had been carefully cared for a long time. There was a flower among the lush green leaves. The pink-purple buds didn't know when they bloomed quietly—the flowers bloomed, but the man did not return.

And Jun Changle's progress value is full, is it because Feng Jiuli finally changed back to Jiang Lishan to remember him, or because he can finally let go of everything and no longer have to wait for that person?

But if it was really painful to wait and really not worth it, then why did he keep waiting?

There was a loud noise from outside the building, and a few dark clouds floated in the sky that was originally clear. After a while, the dark clouds gathered together, and the rain poured down. The silk was drawn to the cheek by the wind, and it was not very strong but it hurt.

Joy looked at the half-face of his son hidden in the dark, sobbing and said: "My son"

"You go out and leave me alone." Su Jinzhi's voice was very calm, not even as loud as the rain of deafening noises coming downstairs downstairs, but she couldn't even hear joy.

"Son, you must take care of your body." Xile was afraid to disobey his words, and could only repeat what the general told him before leaving.

Su Jinzhi replied gently: "Yes."

No. 1 watched the tears winding down the lines of Su Jinzhi's cheeks, and then silent for a while and asked him, "Are you sad?"

Su Jinzhi was silent.

No. 1 continued and said, "What ’s so sad about you? You ’ve done a good job in this world. Now it ’s only the last step. I have prepared the poisonous wine for you. After finishing this glass, the progress of the three princes feasting The value should be full. "

Su Jinzhi finally spoke, and he couldn't cry: "I'm only 20 years old"

Number 1: ""

"I want to quit gambling." Su Jinzhi wiped her tears, "I will never play Mahjong again"

"Okay." Number One interrupted him impatiently. "The next world is not punishing the world. It will make you feel good. What are your requirements and Zero?"

Zero also claps his hands to encourage him: "Master Host, the mission of this world is very good ~ What kind of identity do you want in the next world? Zero will try to satisfy you!"

"I want to be the ancestor, everyone gives me the pet." Su Jinzhi thought for a while, and added in a low voice, "I still have sex"

Zero immediately replied, "Okay, no problem! The host can die with peace of mind!"

Su Jinzhi nodded and looked up at the low table.

The wine glass on the table is shiny and jade, and the sake in the glass is rich and fragrant. It is like a peerless wine that can be drunk without a sip.

"Wait." One suddenly called him.

Su Jinzhi trembled: "I don't have to die?"

"No." No. 1 reminded him, "You haven't explained what happened."

Right, Qiu Yi's progress value is not full yet.

Su Jinzhi remembered Qiu Yi, whom he had long forgotten, and quickly called people in.

Qiu Yi's appearance has not changed much over the years, as always, Qing Jun. If there is any difference, it should be that he finally took off his bleak clothes and put on begonias.

"These begonia flowers are so beautiful." Su Jinzhi sighed, watching the delicate embroidery on his clothes.

Qiu Yi sat kneeling in front of him, and after hearing this sentence he was silent for a while, and then he said, "Are you going away?"

"Like Lifeng?" He added immediately.

Su Jinzhi said: "It's not everything, I'm afraid I'll go, he can't find me when he returns."

Qiu Yi smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "You all want to go."

Su Jinzhi asked him, "Don't you want to go?"

Qiu Yi has saved his own ransom for a long time, but he has not left, and Su Jinzhi has no idea why.

"I thought about it," Qiu Yi said, "I don't want it anymore. I don't know where to go."

The heavy rain outside the house stopped for a moment, and the momentum gradually diminished. Qiu Yi took the teapot and poured two cups of tea, and gently pushed in front of Su Jinzhi.

"I was desperate when I first received the guests. I couldn't believe that I had such an unfortunate day. At that time, I really felt better to die than to live." He took a sip of tea and looked at the rain outside the window. "But then You came."

Su Jinzhi looked up at him.

Qiu Yi smiled at his eyes again: "You make me think, in fact, it doesn't seem so difficult to live. Now when I want to come, the days when I didn't enter the building are more like a big dream of mine. After waking up, It's true. "

Su Jinzhi put down the tea cup, a bit heavy voice: "Actually, I-" cheated by the system.

Qiu Yi interrupted him: "I know."

Su Jinzhi's eyes: "You know--" I have cheated systematically?

Qiu Yiyi grasped his hand: "Is General Feng the one you have been waiting for?"

"Well, you know."

"When you first came to the building, I was actually taking care of you." Qiu Yi leaned back, "Li Feng is afraid you are not used to life in the building, so I specifically let you enlighten you, but every time When you woke up, I would sneak away. "

"Why?" Su Jinzhi asked him.

Qiu Yi laughed at herself: "Probably because I didn't want to live at that time. I was afraid that you would be affected by me and become desperate."

The rain outside the building was even lighter. Su Jinzhi quietly listened to Qiu Yi's words, and some of the missing memories in his mind were finally filled up. Qiu Yi of the previous life always wanted to die. After he and Jun Changle became friends, this idea It hasn't changed, so Li Feng blame himself that night after his death.

But such a desperate person, the last word left to Jun Changle is "live well".

——You have someone to wait for, so you have to live well.

But now he has no one to wait for, so Jun Changle is eager to be relieved.

auzw.com "Qiu Yi." Su Jinzhi called him, "Have you been to Chongluo?"

Qiu Yi looked up at him: "No."

Su Jinzhi laughed: "Chongluo is very beautiful, there are the setting sun in the desert, the famous mountains and rivers, the silver sea and the blue sea. When spring comes, the peach blossoms will flourish all the way. The scenery is beautiful. You must live well and watch them all. "

"What about you?" Qiu Yi's throat knot moved up and down, his eyelashes flickered slightly. "Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it."

Su Jinzhi closed her eyes gently: "They are beautiful, but the peach blossoms in Wucheng are also good. This year's peach blossoms are extremely prosperous. I want to see them again."

Qiu Yi lowered her eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Yeah, I think it's beautiful."

"Ding——! Congratulations to the host for successfully saving Qiu Qi."

Su Jinzhi opened his eyes and smiled at Qiu Yi: "Before I go, let me have a happy reunion duck."

"Okay, I'll talk to him." Qiu Yi wiped her tears and got up from the bamboo mat.

After Qiu Yi left, Su Jinzhi picked up the poisonous wine on the table that he could only see, and looked at the shaking liquid in the wine glass and asked, "No.1, on the tower that day, you said I would see him and see you again. Goodbye. Who is it? "

Feng Jiuli, or someone else with that face?

No. 1 remained silent, Su Jinzhi waited for a while, and drank the clear liquid in the cup before it could answer. His eyes brushed the pale pink Wei Zi, and he looked out of the terrace due to a shower. Bright peach blossoms all over the place.

Those peach blossoms are extremely beautiful and beautiful, like the most sincere feelings, bloom in the best seasons of the year.

Su Jinzhi slowly closed her eyes and swallowed her last breath.

The young man who once again put on a purple lay down on the pale cyan bamboo mat, and the long black hair diverged behind his head, with a hint of redness on the corners of his lips, as if asleep.

Number One looked at him and sighed softly: "Someday you will remember him."

Think of the person you forgot.

Think of the self you forgot.

Feng Jiuli suddenly awakened from the darkness, and when he saw the top of the tent, he suddenly got up, even if he got an arrow injury on his shoulder, he wanted to go down regardless.

In the account, a tall man in Tsing Yi saw him this way, quickly stepped to the bed and pressed him, frowning: "What are you doing, Brother Seven? You have to run down before the injury? You think you have a long life?" I did n’t say you, what are you doing this time? How— "

Feng Jiuli sighed, raised his hand and held a shoulder injury, glanced around his account, and jumped his forehead abruptly after not seeing Yun Mengchen's figure. He took a deep breath and pressed hard. Uneasy, he asked the man in Tsing Yi, "Brother, how is the situation now? Brother Three, why don't you see him?"

"What else? As soon as the news of your death is released, Beiyou's fools have fallen into our trap. Now I'm afraid to have returned to my hometown to drink milk?" The man in Tsing Yi snorted, "Don't mention your three brothers! Master I was almost mad at him. After coming out of the valley, I spent three years in the flowerless building of the Huahua Kingdom. It was not shameful. I finally came to the army to train, and I could n’t wait to learn about the news of your fake death. As the nations of China ran, they also whispered, "What is too late, what is too late? Don't learn your three brothers."

Feng Jiuli watched his lips together, but the rest of the words couldn't be heard at all. He gasped twice, opened his eyes and screamed, "Who told you to fake my death ?!"

The man in Tsing Yi shouted at him, puzzled: "This is just a strategy. Didn't you say that this method is feasible when marching in the past?"

Feng Jiuli closed his eyes and snarled lowly in a drooping bed. He turned over and got out of the bed, wearing clothes, and the wound was torn. He bleed on the white gauze and did not stop. He ran towards the account and ran When he took the dark clouds and covered snow in the stables, he hurried away.

Tsing Yi was stunned by him, and it took him a long time to catch up, calling him from a distance: "Seventh Master-Where are you going ?!"

Feng Jiuli tightened his teeth and spit out two words: "Zhuhua!"

Why, like Yun Mengchen, he would run to Zhuhua as soon as he woke up?

The man in Tsing Yi was so mad at him that he quickly asked someone to follow him, fearing that something would happen on his way.

Feng Jiuli was holding the reins tightly, his eyes were flushed, and he wished that the black clouds covered snow to grow eight more legs to fly faster-Wei Zi was about to drive, and he hadn't returned yet.

He once again broke his word.

Feng Jiuli gasped heavily, feeling that the whole heart was violently aching as if it were going to burst in the next moment. He was trembling with pain. He covered his chest, coughed up red blood, and laughed. Tears aside.

"Jinzhijinzhi you must wait for me"

He finally remembered everything that was forgotten ten years ago. The old scene regained his mind. As if yesterday's events were clear, he remembered that he was finally fixed on the Mid-Autumn Bridge. The young man looked softly at him.

——The flowers bloom, and I will return.

——If you don't come back, I will never wait for you again.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Feng Jiuli snarled strongly, his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palms, and the more he went towards the flowers, the more spring was infused, but Feng Jiuli felt that he was still staying in his body. In the snow that never happened in ten years, Hua was tightly wrapped in the biting snow.

But in reality, the white snow melted, and the peach blossoms of Gaocheng once again covered the entire street.

On the street of the hawkers selling flowers, a pot of pink and purple scented Wei Zi was placed. Feng Jiuli stopped walking, finally stabilizing his body, coughed up a blood again, and planted it from the horse's back. He fell to the ground, looked up at the clear blue sky and laughed, his eyes were full of tears.

Wei Zi opened.

His Kinshi will not wait for him anymore.

The street full of peach blossoms that prospered into a haze, fell in front of him, and fell with his hair ends.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuli thought of what his mother said to him when he and Jun Changle just fell in love.

The feelings between the teenagers are strong and ambiguous. No matter how much the confusion between them is concealed, even if the gap is narrow, such as pinholes, it will be revealed, and it cannot escape the eyes of a mother who reads well.

When she knew everything, her expression was faint, and her tone calmly said, "When you completely fall in love with a person, everything in your life can't stand you. You can't control his feelings for you, and you can't control things in the world In every state, after all, all accidents will turn into yin and yang. If you take the wrong step, you will make mistakes. It is hard to turn back in this life. "

When the Jiang family was still prosperous, she had already seen the signs that the Jiang family was about to lose.

After Jiang was an army officer, he held the power of heavy soldiers and made great achievements.

So when she knew that he and Jun Changle had settled for life, she didn't agree, not because of worldliness, but because of unpredictable things.

But he was young at that time, and he didn't know the bitterness when he tasted sweet.

I think that all the yin and yang errors in this world are uncertain.

But he was wrong.

If you play a game of chess, you make a wrong step, even if you never stop playing, the more you play, the more mistakes you will make. In the end, you only lose one game.

Feng Jiuli walked on the Taohua Long Street, and the pink peach blossoms falling from his side were obviously gorgeous, but he only looked at the gray eyes, as if he would never see a little more in this life. Bright colors-withered and dead everywhere.

In this extremely lively and prosperous situation, Sheng Song kept laughing and laughter. Feng Jiuli looked at the pedestrians who passed by him, and seemed to see the young man in the purple dress standing in front of him. Appearance-such as silk as satin, beautiful.

"There are hundreds of miserable things in the world, but the worst is nothing more than death." He stood in front of the iron fence in his prison, his brown eyes were clear as a mirror, and his head was a reflection of all his love and affection in this life. "I can't save you Jiang family, but I must save you. "

Feng Jiuli smiled and looked up, looking through the peach branch, looking at the boundless horizon.

——The farthest way in the world is the return to this hometown. Because once a person dies, those grievances of the previous life will go with them. Even if the scenery of Xiangyin is close to the ear and the memory is vivid, the way home is difficult to outline. No one can remember the way home.

The worst thing that the young man thought of during his lifetime fell on him.

Why is it so stupid to stay in place and refuse to go home? Afraid I couldn't find you when I came back?

"Don't you be afraid, what about visiting other places?" He bowed his head and smiled at the beautiful pink peach petals under his feet, "I will remember the way home for you, no matter how far, I will accompany you back . "

After one month.

In the Northern Palace of the Emperor, the feast that had already become the emperor passed by the Royal Garden. When Yu Guang glanced at a very beautiful pink-violet peony, he stopped to look for a while and asked the waiter around him to say: "Wei Zikai Anymore? "

Fule replied respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty, it has been open for more than a month."

"The ancient poems were‘ wrecked in a year, and then look for Yao Huang Wei Zi ’.” Yan Hui said for a while, and said, “This kind of peony is beautiful and vulgar, and the flowering period is quite long.”

The blessing who served him was his dear, and when he heard Yan Hui said this, he laughed and said, "Not all peony is the same. His Majesty knows something. There is a kind of peony named Kunshan Luminous. The flowering period is not too long, but it is cold-resistant. Drought is not precious at all. If it is in the night, it will be innocent and bright, like a moon and white. "

"I know." Yan Hui listened to him, and then the sound of the exit was inaudible, as if he was afraid of who heard it, "I've seen it."

He approached the branch of Wei Zi, stretched out his fingers to cut off the stem, closed the big pink-violet flower in his palm, and suddenly turned his head to look at Fule: "Fule, everyone in the world says that opera is ruthless, do you think this world Is there really an unkind act? "

Fule heard for a moment, and although he didn't know why His Majesty asked him such a question, he thought carefully and said, "Yes."

Yan Hui waved his hand: "You can say anything."

"The first beauties of the Huahua country, Hua Wuyan, didn't just die with Feng Jiuli's love?" Fule bent and said words carefully, after all, what he wanted to mention was the general of the enemy country, "but did not expect that However, it was Chongluo's fake death plan, but the slaves couldn't figure out that Feng Jiuli was also obsessed with the prostitute, and turned white all night after running back to Zhuhua overnight. All the rewarding beauties were not required, but only a small boat, Holding the flowerless body on the river * and died. "

"I remember the river flowing to Chongluo." Yan Hui watched that branch was broken by him, Wei Zi, his fingers were tight and loose, "he said he was a Chongluo man"

Fule did not hear what he said, and asked again, "Your Majesty?"

"Move this Wei Zi out of it and plant it in the temple of Xun." Yan Hui pinched the branch of Wei Zi in his palm, took a deep breath and walked forward with his hand. The gorgeous spring flowers didn't appreciate it.

This kind of national and fragrant flower once occupied Shaohua.

It was like the night he saw him, only one night, he spent his whole life.