small story
(1)
"Sister, where are we going?"
"Go far away."
"Sister, how far is it?"
"Far away is very far."
"Oh, where are we going and what are we doing?"
"Do... Do what you want to do and do what you love to do.
"Sister, why do we go there?"
"Because this is not the place we stay."
"Then why did we leave here?"
"Because this is not our home."
"But this is where we were born?"
"But this is not the place when we died after all."
Ye Zi stopped and turned around and looked up at the slowly rising sun. When the sun sets, the sun is our way forward, but the moonlight is gradually fading, but Ye Zi knows that his sister is another sun that will never fall in his heart. The place where my sister is is the direction he is going, full of countless hopes and emitting soft sunshine.
(2)
"Adhere to the lord, the news that the "pigeon" has come back. Meng Xue and Yezi will cross 800 rivers in three days, reach Hongpao Mountain in seven days, and will appear in the Snow Hall in about a month or so."
"This kind of thing happened three days after I went out. It seems that Xiaomeng has been planning for this day for a long time, but it's a pity..." When he said this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his handsome cheeks looked more and more charming. After standing up from the throne and walking to the center of the hall, he continued, "Unfortunately, these are not enough. Three days later, 800 rivers? Seven days of Hongpao Mountain? But they will still come back here in a month.
Elegance, handsomeness, pride, domineering, strength, self-confidence and intelligence are all interpreted vividly by attachment, because he is attached...
The attachment turned around and looked at the high throne, looked at the empty palace and said, "You can leave."
After saying yes, the man lowered his head and slowly retreated.
"Blue, bring them back." After the attachment, a man suddenly appeared behind the throne, and his stiff cheeks only nodded and said, "Yes"
"Let me enjoy this game. Xiao Meng has played enough outside and will eventually come back. This is your home, because I am here!" After saying that, he smiled and walked into the side hall, leaving only a shadow-like lonely blue, but at this moment, the attachment did not notice a trace of helplessness, a trace of sadness, and a trace of struggle in the blue eyes...
(3)
Mengxue is very beautiful, more beautiful than all the women in the world, with blood-red clothes, long silver-white hair, endless charming and infinite demons. When Mengxue walks, her steps are very light, her body is stable, her movements are very soft, and the young girl is delicate and shy.
"Sister, you are so beautiful." Ye Zi doesn't remember how many times she said this sentence, but she has never been bored, because Meng Xue is really beautiful, more beautiful than women in the world.
"In the future, Yezi will find a girl more beautiful than her sister and let her be your bride for a carefree and happy life."
But..... But I want my sister...
Every time after Meng Xue finished speaking, Ye Zi's psychology would sound this sentence, but he never said it, because he knew that his sister had someone she liked, and that person was not himself...
(4)
On the full night by the 800 river, the breeze brushed Mengxue and looked at the sleeping leaves on their faces with tranquility, contentment, and a trace of confusion. When the dead branches burned, a spark burst out, and at the same time awakened Mengxue in meditation. Then an ominous foreboding surged into his heart and turned around to look around in the woods, which was still empty, but Mengxue was not sleepy at all.
"Follow me." At this time, a voice suddenly came to Meng Xue's ear, "Blue? Attachment, it seems that you won't let go after all. Why..." After a gentle sigh, he followed the sound source and entered the forest. At this time, Ye Zi also opened his eyes, but he did not move, thinking that he knew that all he could do was to wait quietly at this time.
(5)
"Go back with me."
"Since I left there, I didn't think about going back."
"But you have to go back with me."
"Because this is an order of attachment?"
"Yes!"
"Why do you carry out all his orders?"
"Because he saved me and gave me a second life."
"He has saved a lot of people, but not everyone is obedient."
"I'm different from them."
"It's really different."
"So there is nothing strange."
"So if I don't go with you, will you do it?"
"If you follow me, I won't do it."
"That..." After saying that, Meng Xue put her hands together and gently spit out a word and separated her palms. At this time, a slender willow knife appeared in her hand. The knife was very thin and long, thinner than the willow leaves and longer than people.
The moment Meng Xue took out her blade, Lan rushed over. The two daggers were like two dancing butterflies in Lan's hand, and her flexible body made people unable to think of blue at all.
Blue is fast, and Mengxue is faster. The two of them fought for several rounds and did not meet Mengxue's hair. All these Mengxue seemed to control the rhythm of the battlefield.
After forcing Lan to go again, Mengxue said, "You are not my opponent, and you are worried about hurting me. There is no point in fighting like this. Stop it!"
"You are much better than before. You have been hiding all these years."
"Yes."
"But attachment said let me take you back."
"But now you don't have the ability."
"I'm not the only one who came, and you are not the only one to bring back."
Meng Xue looked back at the place where the leaves were and lowered her head for a moment as if she had made a decision and said, "I want to ask you a question."
"say."
"You like attachment, right?"
After Meng Xue finished speaking, Lan's heart seemed to have been stabbed fiercely. Her stiff cheeks had a more struggle, and her dull look also had more pain and helplessness.
(6
Meng Xue returned to the bonfire, looked at the tired face of the sleeping leaves with an extra expectation, took off her red clothes and jumped into the 800 river...
The leaves still didn't open their eyes, but they smelled a strong smell of blood. He didn't know that the river beside Meng Xue had been dyed red and red by blood...
（7）
"Blue is dead..." After hearing the news, I was dumbfounded for a while...
"Blue is dead? It's really dead..." The attachment flashed in front of the man under the stage, grabbed his shoulders and shook the man's body fiercely. "Say, what's going on? Why did Lan die? What the hell is going on!"
"Root, according to the news from the hooligan, Lan and Meng Xue attacked, but they were stabbed in the heart by Meng Xue's sword and fell into the 800 river and died... The body is being transported back.
"The body... Shipping back... Go down and let me calm down.
"Dead, blue is dead... Xiao Meng did it, ha, ha, ha, ha, why? Why? Xiaomeng, why! I want to ask why!" Powerless shouts and powerless accountability can't turn reality into a dream after all...
The person he loved the most killed his most trusted "brother" and betrayed... At this moment, the attachment was full of anger and sadness after being betrayed. Lan died, and he was born and died. The "brother" who stood behind him without saying a word, who blocked the arrow for himself, took risks for himself, killed for himself and bleed for himself...
The Mengxue, who smiled, made every move, and touched her inner emotions, betrayed herself and completely betrayed... Why... Why... Why!
(8)
"Sister, are you all right?"
"Of course, what's wrong?"
"No, did he send someone here yesterday?"
"Well, but it's all gone. Don't worry."
"Sister, are we still going to Hongpao Mountain? Since he sent someone here, he must know our tracks.
"I may not have used to use it, but now I have to go to Hongpao Mountain. If Yezi's sister is not around in the future, you should mature and learn to take care of yourself, become stronger and protect yourself, and learn to distinguish right from wrong wisely."
When Ye Zi heard the words, he asked urgently, "Sister... You... What do you say about this, isn't it..."
Meng Xue gently touched Ye Zi's hair and smiled and said, "Don't think so much. Sooner or later, you have to grow up and learn to mature. My sister hopes that one day Ye Zi can become an upright man, so Ye Zi doesn't let her down."
"Oh..." Ye Zi did not look up and just answered gently, but his heart had gradually vowed that one day he would become the pride of his sister! This day is not far away!
(9)
It is said that there are 3,000 red robes on the top of Hongpao Mountain, and it is said that there are 800 white robes on the top of Hongpao Mountain. It is said that they only fight for faith...
Meng Xue climbed to the top of the mountain step by step with leaves...
"You are really here..." Meng Xue looked at the attachment in the center of the mountain square with a bitter smile.
"I just want to ask you something! Why go! Why did you kill Lan?"
Meng Xue sighed gently and said, "Promise me one thing first and send someone to protect the leaves to the Snow Hall."
The attachment took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Le, take the leaves down the mountain! Go to the Snow Hall!"
"Yes!" A man in black took the leaves down the mountain. The leaves did not struggle or resist. His sister's words just looked at Meng Xue and Meng Xue, who had taken out the willow knife...
"Actually, I just want to leave, but if you let Lan come, he is doomed to die."
"Why did you leave?"
Meng Xue touched the willow knife in her hand and shook her head gently and said, "Because it is not my home or the place where I died." After saying that, Meng Xue held the willow blade and rushed to the attachment!
(10)
"Why!"
"Why!"
"Say why!"
Every time you cut a sword, you will ask, there is no defense, only endless attack...
In the face of the question of attachment, Meng Xue was still just dodging and speechless.
"Bbang" with a crisp sound of gold and iron, the slender willow knife was picked away by attachment, and the sword in his hand pointed straight to Meng Xue's chest. "Why!"
"If you really want to say why, you can only say that fate is difficult to violate." After saying that, Meng Xue straightened her body forward, with the tip of the sword on her chest, and the blood-red rose sword penetrated Meng Xue's heart...
Attached to Meng Xue, who fell in her arms, looked at the long silver-white hair and the beautiful cheeks.
The hands of attachment are stained with blood, which is Meng Xue's blood. The blood is strong and pungent. At this moment, the attachment found that I didn't know anything. It turned out that I only knew questioning and roaring.
Take off the red dress, Mengxue has no sweat because he can only bleed, lose life, and lose youth...
"Meng Xue said that she could live for a month at most. She said that when she died because her vitality was exhausted, she would become an old man's appearance. She said that she just wanted to leave you her most beautiful side, saying that she would rather let you progress in pain and regret than see you fall in sad memories."
Attachment hugged Meng Xue and looked back, looking at the blue that appeared behind him, and looked at Meng Xue's tears slowly sliding down in his arms. "The hero is late, the beauty is white-headed, how many sad things, how many joys and sorrows, time passes, blood floats..."