Chapter 30 Love in Parting
The perception in the dark, because that place is always affected. Even the pain, only I know.
-Xi Xinmiao.
Xi Xinmiao never knew that she had always had what she had never expected.
If she has never had it, she doesn't have to feel the pain of loss. She yearns for this chicness.
She thought she could ignore it and thought she could divert her attention, but when she really felt the pain of the lost heart, she found that her so-called "good" to him was the most hurtful approach to him.
Only wish, it's not too late...
For days, she has been devoting herself to the pursuit of Lianxing Religion, deliberately making herself busy, deliberately burying that deep in her heart, and not being noticed by outsiders.
Forcibly ignoring the light uneasiness that made her panic, she thought she could hold on.
And she has also been doing a good job. She didn't inquire about his situation, as if she really broke off contact.
In the capital in January, the severe cold continues, and there seems to be no sign of subsiding.
The cold current does not retreat, stubbornly staying unwilling to leave, surrounded by cold, desolate, but for whom?
Xi Xinmiao sat alone in the pavilion with a heavy robe, warmed a pot of sake, took a glass of wine and drank lightly. The warm fluid ironed the heart, and spread the temperature away.
It seems that this can fill the loophole of the scar in the heart and numb the pain.
He closed his eyes with satisfaction and covered up the look that was too late to see. He smiled at himself, which was difficult to understand, but there was a sense of depression.
Under the world, the lonely figure in the pavilion becomes a landscape of its own, independent of the world.
"Bang!"
A water stain quickly splashed on the ground, and the scattered glass of wine fragments were commensurate with the watermark.
"If the scar is healed, forget the pain. Xi Xinmiao, no matter how good your health is, it's not up to you!"
He came in a hurry, but he didn't know that Xi Xinmiao had ruined himself like this, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart.
In front of Xi Xinmiao, Chu Yinhao criticized with a dissatisfied face. Undoubtedly, the wine glass was slapped down by him just now.
"Would you like a drink?"
She didn't care. She smiled and didn't seem to see Chu Yinhao's face like black charcoal, and the slapped hand seemed to be just slightly stiff.
"Who are you cheating?" Looking at the woman who smiled insincerely, Chu Yinhao sneered in a low voice, "Well, one wants to escape drunk, and the other wants to get rid of it. Just do it!" My dog is nosy with rats.
As soon as he said, he shook his sleeves and sat down. There was a trace of indignation.
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. I just congratulate you on finally achieving your wish to get rid of a nuisance and be free forever."
In his words, there was a shallow melancholy and melancholy, and that kind of resolute hopeless made Xi Xinmiao suddenly look up.
Only then did Xi Xinmiao see the appearance of Yin Hao at this time: his hair was a little messy, and the material of the cuffs made a small cut, as if it was caused by a sharp blade.
His eyebrows frowned, and there were not many people who could hurt him. How could he be so embarrassed?
"What, I'm curious about where I went?" He raised his eyebrows, evil and contemptuous, with punishment-like revenge.
"It's up to you."
She didn't have the habit of spying into other people's privacy, but when she saw the anger against her in his eyes, she guessed seven or eight points in her heart.
How could he stand by and watch as he looked at the entanglement between them? I'm afraid it's going to see the situation over there.
A touch of unnatural flashed on his face, quickly restrained, and his voice was still cold.
"Yes, whatever, I went to fight today when I was in a bad mood. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Chu Yinhao smiled, but did not look at her. He looked at the unknown place with compassion in his eyes.
"You said, a martial arts myth has fallen. Can this topic cause a sensation on the whole continent?
Blood Valley Han, do you think they will hold this funeral very grandly? It's a pity that the owner of the valley is also a brain-damaged man, and he tells his men not to find the murderer's trouble-"
Chu Yinhao's words were suddenly smashed by the porcelain. The woman next to him had suddenly got up, which was different from the indifference just now, the kind of urgency, with the fragility of caution.
"What are you talking about?"
Dead? How can you die? Who hurt him? She tried her best to protect him and tried her best not to disturb his life, but now she is told that he is going to die. How can she accept it?
"By your blessing, the water is going to die."
Chu Yinhao's words were full of sarcasm. He was fed up with her forced hypocrisy. Obviously, she cared and felt uncomfortable, but she hid in a tortoise shell and water the scar with wine, self-abuse and abuse. Why is she always so self-righteous?
If you want to love and don't dare to love, you can only push it further desperately. Now, is she satisfied? The man is finally going to finish this short journey.
"How could it be----"
"Why not?" He locked Xi Xinmiao's body and stepped back a few steps. He suddenly stood up and pressed him step by step. "Maybe this is God's will. Do you think you can test the knife for him?
What if the calculation is so accurate? People are not as good as the calculation of heaven. The blood valley cold family, if you don't move, you will fight with your life. That thorn, break the love is unrighteous, and he is sad and aggressive, which has spawned the attack of cold poison.
He is cold and vicious. Now, he is no different from the walking dead. In addition, he has no will to survive. There is only one dead word waiting for him.
"Waiting for him, there is only one dead word, only one dead word, one dead word..."
Xi Xinmiao suddenly felt that her ears were buzzing, and the word seemed to be so heavy that she couldn't breathe. "I don't know." It took her a long time to find her voice.
She didn't know that he had been cold poison all the time, and these were all caused by her.
"Who is to blame? If he hadn't said this angrily when I fought with Feng Xue, who would have known that Shui Yihan had endured so much and concealed it.
Chu Yinhao was also compassionate in his heart. He saw what Xi Xinmiao had done for Shui Yihan. He was also very distressed to see her making unintelligible sacrifices for him, but everything about Shui Xianhan made him feel regretful. That kind of pity even had a faint complaint after knowing that Xi Xinmiao's action did not aim.
But how cruel that man is. If Xi Xinmiao's injury is doomed, isn't his concealment cruel?
He just wanted not to worry about her, but he didn't know that this was the biggest punishment for her.
They, like two hedgehogs, can't get close, because the proud thorns have stabbed them completely.
Deeply condensed the woman with a white face and exhaled a turbid breath, "Go find him. Maybe I can see him for the last time."
The woman in front of her seemed to be fixed and did not move at all.
"What, are you afraid that I will lie to you?"
Chu Yinhao looked up and took a deep breath. His tight fist showed the master's suppressed forbearance. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to Xi Xinmiao and pulled up her neckline without pity.
"Xi Xinmiao, I fucking doubt if you have a heart!" The woman's non-resistance like a dull puppet made him feel even more angry. The expression was obviously as indebted like a wandering soul.
"I'll say it again. The man who loves you is going to die. I don't understand!
It's useless to stab yourself with a knife. He's not going to die. He was killed by you.
What about your self-confidence and your pride? Didn't you swear that he would be fine with you?
Look at what you look like now, like an abandoned woman!
Can you take the wine and get drunk as if nothing happened? Before the wound is healed, you learn to hurt yourself and ignore anything?
Don't pretend to be here. I think it's disgusting!
You coward, just hide in the turtle shell with that lame reason for a lifetime. Anyway, don't worry that someone will chase you and die in vain. Falling in love with you is the biggest sadness of the brain-damaged man!"
After roaring, Chu Yinhao pushed hard, and Xi Xinmiao was easily thrown on the cold ground like a rag.
He gritted his teeth and tried hard not to look at her. He had to give her this cruel medicine.
"Gulu----"
The rolling white jade in the sun reflected the bright light spots. Just as Xi Xinmiao fell to the ground, the white jade wrench finger at the thumb suddenly came out.
The heart shrank inexplicably, and a trace of panic hit my heart.
In the past, she has tried many ways to remove it. It is like a root and tightly set on her thumb. Occasionally, when it touches its smooth texture, there will be a spiritual light, faintly.
But now, it has fallen off by itself and becomes lifeless. That kind of deadness seems to have lost some kind of contact all of a sudden.
Uneasy, it seems that it suddenly broke through a gate. It seems to be strong, but in fact, it has already cracked and cracked the embankment, which is out of control.
Xi Xinmiao was shocked all over, and the pain in the left heart pulled for a while, and every tear could bring her mind back to one point.
All the confusion in the eyes seemed to have been torn, and the grimness pouring out slowly extended to the corners of the eyes.
"Don't wait until you lose it to cherish it. Pursue your own happiness, Aqiong!"
His words were very serious, and Xi Xinmiao grasped her finger again. She didn't even know how she got up. She didn't even say hello and flew away in the direction she had been calling for a long time, and she didn't dare to delay for a moment.
She finally knew what to do.
Han, please believe me, this time, I will protect you!
Looking at the eager back of the woman who finally recognized herself, she did not miss the resolute determination in her eyes. That kind of firmness seemed to be particularly contagious.
The dignified face softened slowly, and there was relief in his eyes, "Finally, I'm enlightened..."
He muttered and looked down at his embarrassment. Just now, he was no different from a madman, overflowing with a smile, but this time, it was straight to the bottom of his eyes...
----This is the last hurdle. As long as it passes this time, the lover will eventually get married. Today's is also yesterday's. I will code the bug again and try to send another one in the evening.