Final Chapter End with Me

Now recalling these things, although it has only been a year, I have the illusion that I have been far away from me, as if those things that I thought I would never forget have gradually become occasional memories in time. Is this because we are used to forgetting the pain after scars, or because of these things? Is there really no need to remember it deliberately?

Those things that are too far away always seem to continue a kind of vicissitudes and past, but when I really think of them, I don't care about them. Probably this is indeed not something I should discuss with a brain capacity of only eight grams, so it doesn't make any sense to think about it any more.

Li Liao said OK beside me, and then I came back from my imagination and looked at her smile. Over the past year, I have often seen a doctor with her, and I know that she is actually a branch of the Li school Taoist priest. In addition, with Kirin around me, I naturally took over the treatment for me. After this routine inspection, she told me that the result was better than expected. If there is no accident, I should be able to slowly repair my spiritual power by locking the sky. I smiled and didn't say anything, and then gossiped with her before leaving.

Chengying stood under the white locust wood and waited for me. When I opened the door, the wind blew. The white locust full of trees was blown away in the monsoon wind, and Chengying turned around and walked towards me, which made me hallucinately think of the day I first met him in the sleeping home.

By the way, let's say something that has nothing to do with the main topic. When I was treated here, I occasionally discussed some literary topics with Kirin. He said that he liked listening to music, and I immediately said that I also like listening to music. Then his eyes were bright and asked him what music I like to listen to. Have you had any research on Beethoven Mozart. I scratched my head and laughed and said that I just like listening to SoundHorizon and GarnetCrow; he paused and asked me if I like reading? I said I like it. He also asked me what books I like to read. He had a lot of research on the Dream of Red Mansions. When I heard it, I felt very embarrassing and had to scratch my head and say that I usually read Xu Yuanxuan and nine knives. So he was silent. It took a long time before he told me, "I probably... I have only read a few Li Bihua's Farewell My Concubine or Green Snake. What..."

After that, we didn't continue this topic, and he didn't recommend books to me anymore. When I was bored, I really read a few Li Bihua's books. Without paying attention, I memorized one of them like Picasso's name.

Chengying waved to me in front of me, and I smiled at him and secretly accelerated my pace. He walked to him and asked, "Brother didn't come?"

"He is guiding ink like swordsmanship." Chengying frowned slightly, and then reluctantly picked the one behind in respecting facts and beautifying the characters: "Mo Zhiru... cooperates with the seventh brother... it's always inconvenient..."

I will smile: "Mo Zhiru is like this. It's better for him to swing his guitar than to hold a sword. Seriously, I don't know what the fish intestines think. I actually like Mo Zhiru and want to make a contract with him. Am I not as good as Mo Zhiru?

Yes, the fish sausage terminated the contract with me. It's better to say that he didn't make a contract with me at the beginning, because Chengying's contract with me has not been broken, so naturally he can't form a spiritual contract with me. After that, the old man also found a new goal. He went to practice shooting every day, and after being abused like a rookie, he turned his head to abuse Qi like a rookie. The four fierce beasts are now simply harmonious and not like fierce beasts. Although Chaos still wanders around in front of me from time to time and look at me with the eyes of "I really want to drag over and study again", they are always slapped by the gluttony the next second. I couldn't help smiling when I thought of this, but Chengying's face was slowly a little solemn, and he held my hand tightly.

"Mo Yuan."

"Hmm?"

"You don't need to make a contract with the seventh brother." He paused and finally added after a long silence: "...just have me by your side."

"I know." I raised my head and smiled. Out of selfishness, I didn't tell him the reason why the fish intestine and Mo Zhiru signed a contract, so Chengying probably didn't know that the fish intestine privately asked me to pull Mo Zhiru's hair. After going back, I didn't know what bottles and can I used to study, and then came to the conclusion that Mo Zhiru was his contractor.

At that time, I didn't believe it, and even asked whether the fish intestine ink was Ou Zhizi or a special one in his previous life? The fish intestine said that it was not. After thinking about it, I asked if Mo Zhiru was a prince's light? He said no, and then looked at me with a smile and thought hard. Finally, he looked at me kindly and smiled and revealed the truth, "Mo Zhiru was a fish a long time ago."

The man and I immediately put on an expression of "I'm sorry, I don't know what expression to show at this time", but the fish intestines were very serious and asked us, "Do you think the contractor of the sword must be human?"

I was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it?"

The fish intestine shook its head and said, "The contractor of the sword does not have to be human. As long as the sword can be used, anyone can become the contractor of the sword, but most of the swords are unconscious and cannot choose the owner, so the contractor of the sword is the illusion that they are human beings. In fact, most sword spirits regard the creatures that give them life and consciousness as contractors, because for them, it is their only god.

I grew up and didn't say anything, and it took me a long time to shake out a sentence: "Then according to what you said, Cheng Chengcheng, Chengying..."

"Ah, I don't know what he thinks." The fish intestine interrupted me, but smiled and added cunningly: "But Lao Shi told us a lot about you in the wilderness before, saying that although the man who gave him life looked stupid, useless and stupid..."

Me: "..."

The fish intestine smiled and looked at me for a moment and said, "The swords all advocate the former, and Lao Shi is no exception, but he said that he still felt that the moment the man took him out of the casting furnace, the light on his body was more dazzling than the sun."

I was completely stunned. At this time, the summer wind passed by us and made a roaring sound. The shadows of the trees shook the bright sunlight. The rich fragrance of white locust flowers separated several indifferent afterlifes, as prosperous as fireworks, but they were carved one after another at the moment of bloom.

Chengying didn't know what I was thinking. During this period, he had not been talking. He just continued to walk forward, but when I was about to walk out of Li Lion's clinic, he said almost abruptly, "Yes, Mo Yuan."

"Hmm?"

"Do you remember when we first met at Sleeping Home? At that time, I told you that I wanted to be with you all the time in this life, but if you don't mind, let's make a contract in the next life.

I was stunned and didn't answer, but he looked forward with a cough and said all the following words with illusory eyes: "If possible... more than the next life, the next life, and the next life, let's always be together."

"No matter what family, country, environment, or what kind of person you become, I will find you."

"Let's always be together."

I still didn't say anything, just raised my head to look at him. Although this person is not a real person, I have always liked him very much, not only because of his exquisite elegance and strength, but also the reason why I have always admired him.

I think he is indifferent, arrogant, ethereal and wise. It has always been a sun that is difficult for ordinary people like me to look directly at. I feel that I am not worthy of him, and I am not qualified to stand beside him as I am now and stand with him. So I have been trying to tell myself not to give up, run bravely towards his back, and one day I can catch up with his unreachable figure.

Then he told me today that he hoped to be together in the future.

And not only in this life, even if I am reincarnated, reincarnated or reincarnated, he will look for me thousands of miles away and make a contract with me. Just because I was the first person who gave him life, he is willing to interweave all my lives from now on with his soul.

So I don't know how to answer.

I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have the white and rich capital like a vest, and I can't make all kinds of anti-sky props like Bi Xie. I'm not proficient in information collection. The use of Taoism is not as proficient as his brother, but he still doesn't think it's important and is willing to accept all my shortcomings and accompany me without any complaints. By my side.

As the sentence said in the book: although the sword is a double-edged soldier, it is the king of a hundred blades. If it is too soft, it will be rolled, and if it is too rigid, it will be folded. Having a good sword is equivalent to getting another hand. Since the Yellow Emperor picked the copper of the first mountain to cast a sword, it has always been the best weapon. Military officers and knights, mountains and fields, rare swords always accompany their masters, and their loyalty remains unchanged.

The sword never lives up to others.

So I smiled, outlined his outline again in the clear sunlight, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips when he lowered his head to look at me, and echoed faintly and gently: "Okay."

Chengying didn't speak any more, but bent the corners of his lips and smiled, and then took me all the way away from the street paved by the white locust. The wind was blowing, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a hasty fantasy, carving out the dream that was originally reflected in memory when the white locust dispersed.

- I'm still immature, I know that.

Even after a desperate battle with the nine-tailed fox, I am still not mature enough to keep pace with him. If you enter reincarnation after this life, you will definitely encounter the fate of separation, shoulder to shoulder, contrary to him, and even death.

But what does it matter?

Chengying said he would come to me, and I believe he will come to me. Even if I am really hidden in the dark by the long time after my reincarnation, and I have to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers to find out in the clouds and fog, I still believe that he will wading across hundreds of millions of light years away from the other side of stars.

And such a long future, even with thousands of years of time, is still worth waiting.