38 The end of the song is goodbye

The wedding will be held as usual, and the singing and dancing in the field will not stop because one person is sad. The sound of congratulations, echoes, laughter and music drowned everything and forgot everything.

Xiaowei sorted out his clothes that were not too messy. When Yan Jun didn't pay attention, he came out alone and went straight to the center of the scene with a beautiful smile on his face, but he couldn't smile.

"Little demon, congratulations to Lord Fusheng and Jinxi Niang for the eternal relationship!" The crisp voice is like a silver bell in the wind, and there are no emotional ups and downs. But who knew that her heart was already surging. A red dress floats in the wind like a red plum standing in the cold snow. On such an occasion, she is not formal at all. She is generous and shows a noble and elegant temperament. The people around her are attracted by her, and they have the illusion that she is the real bride here.

"Xiao Wei, what are you going to do? Let's go, get out of here, and leave forever!" He is entangled in his heart, but his face is still calm and waveless.

But Jinxi, who is beside Fusheng, can't sit still. She is the protagonist today. Today is too important for her to be destroyed by anyone. She stood up and pointed to Xiaowei:

"If you come to congratulate us today, I welcome you. If you come to make trouble today, I won't be soft-hearted. Don't forget that you are just a little fox demon. In the last sentence, she deliberately said loudly to let the whole audience hear how an overpowerful little demon fox could enter their eyes. They were high gods. The implication is that if anyone dares to help this demon today, he can't get through with her Jinxi. Fusheng still had no expression when he heard her words, but Xiaowei, who hurts him even more, has suffered so many grievances here, and what about him? I can't protect her, so I can only sit on the sidelines and hold other women with cold eyes.

"Xiao Wei, what don't you do? It's just to congratulate you. Jinxi Niang knows that Xiaowei is just a little wild demon. Why are you still so nervous? Although Xiao Weiqiao smiled at her conversation with Jinxi, her eyes kept looking at him as cold as an iceberg. Why doesn't she blame him in her heart? I'm not afraid of Xiaowei being humiliated so much today, but don't you feel sorry at all? What's wrong with you?

"As long as you know your identity." Jinxi was very satisfied with her answer.

"Yes, Lady Jinxi. Can Xiaowei borrow the jade flute of the floating adult? Blow a song for everyone to cheer up. Fusheng looked up at her, the sadness in his eyes faded, and he subconsciously touched the jade flute in his waist. She has been blowing this jade flute for thousands of years, and he used it to express how many unforgettable feelings.

"Can you borrow the jade flute?" Xiaowei still intends to tease. Today, since he is ruthless, she jokes with a scoundrel in the tone of a thousand years ago. They are all like when they met at the beginning of the year. It's just that the mood is different from the occasion.

Fusheng pulled out the jade flute from his waist and slowly sent it to Xiaowei's hand under the drive of a gentle golden light. The jade flute also had the temperature on his body, and the tentacles were so familiar and warm. Xiaowei's eyes are blurred and trance, as if they are still together as before.

The old dream is faint, and the face is like frost. The cold wind brushed the tears, and we didn't know each other in front of the hall.

A melodious and cheerful picture is like two flying birds flying freely in the sky, lingering forever. Sometimes it shuttles through the clouds, and sometimes it dances low. The film is deeply hidden in the notes. Everyone was intoxicated with the joyful sound of flute. But suddenly the rhythm changed, and the cheerful sound of the flute just now immediately turned into a sad mourning, but turned the blessing of the wedding celebration into mourning. For example, there is only one single shadow left for the double-flying winged bird just now. Thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and evening snow, only the shadows go to whom. Now that he has left, who can snuggle with each other in the sad night in the future? Who can whisper together on the long road of loneliness? She still stared at him affectionately, expressing a lot of joy and sorrow.

But the people who listen to the song are still unmoved. If he has a moment of heart fluctuation, she will easily catch them as familiar as they are, won't they? A smile is deeply engraved in my heart. It's just that he let her down.

At the end of the song, her heart was broken. The light wind brushed the smell of wine, and her sadness submerged in the noisy crowd. She dragged her legs out of the crowd with difficulty, and Yan Jun had been behind her.

Together, they stayed away from the crowd and came to a quiet lake, where the water was clear and visible. If only her heart were so clear, she could see what he loved and thought in his heart. Who are they?

"Give this to him and let him come to see me." Xiaowei turned around and said to Yan Jun, her voice was weak and weak, and these troubles had exhausted her.

"Xiao Wei..." Yan Jun couldn't bear to see him treat himself like this.

"Go ahead." Then he turned around and looked at the lake.

With little effort, he came over.

"You can see how clear the lake is. You can see the bottom at a sight. But what about people's hearts? I can't see what's on your mind? Can you tell me all this? If there are any difficulties, let's bear them together, don't bear them alone, okay? Xiaowei turned around and tears have spread to her eyes. Her eyes are clearer than the lake.

He wanted to hold her in his arms forever, but he couldn't get through it.

"Don't think anymore, don't read anymore. The past has always passed away. I will no longer be a god who will be moved by a demon. He resisted his heartache and pretended to be indifferent.

"Why? You were fine three days ago. Why is it different now?

"Think about it, is the person who was three days ago? You don't even know who that person is, and you still say that you have a deep affection for me. Isn't that a joke?" There was a condemnation in this sentence, and he also said that she did not recognize the real floating life. But he deliberately aggravated the resolute meaning of his tone.

"So... who is the person accompanying me?" Xiaowei seemed to suddenly think that she always felt a little awkward at that time. It turned out that she had already felt that the person was not him, but she was afraid that she had guessed right.

"The previous floating life died in that explosion, and now it is the real ancient god standing in front of you. Go away. I'm not suitable for you." His tone was firm and unrejectable.

"Why? Just because I'm a demon? Is it just because I humiliated you? Just because... did I miss your future?" When Xiaowei didn't come, she couldn't understand Fusheng's departure. When he saw the exclusion and insult of her identity in the divine world, she realized that it was just her wishful thinking.

"Yes, I figured it out. I am a god. If I am with you, I will definitely not be able to achieve the right result. Fusheng said these unintentional words with his back to Xiaowei. He didn't have the courage to look at her pure eyes again. He was afraid that he couldn't help kissing her when he saw it.

"Actually, I should have thought of it a long time ago." Xiaowei passed by him lonelyly. Fu Sheng looked at her far away and the background was blurred. The pain in my heart is more and more real.

"I'm sorry. You shouldn't come in my life, and I won't be a part of you. It's just that the relationship is shallow.

Xiaowei and Yan Jun left and left his wedding. I hope he can take good care of Xiao Wei, and I hope he will never see him forever.

Xiao Weiyi was silent. No matter how Yan Jun talked to her, she was not careful. Yan Jun followed his footsteps to the sinkhole again. She stood by the pit and was stunned for a while. The breeze blew the green silk. She didn't care about herself like a wooden man, thoughtless. For a long time, she opened her red lips gently:

"He told me that he had left since the explosion. Who is the 'floating life' who has been with me?" The voice could be heard angry, and she was questioning and angry.

"Xiao Wei, I don't want to deceive you." Yan Jun was a little flustered. He was really afraid that Xiaowei would be angry with him and drive him away.

"Bang!" A heavy fall fell on his face. He was stunned there with shock in his eyes, followed by the sound of heartbreak. His chest was depressed, and his mouth was sweet. He resisted the blood that was about to flow out and swallowed it again. The injury of the last battle with the demon has not yet healed. This time, the surge of qi and blood has aggravated his injury, but he can't let Xiaowei see that he can no longer distract Xiaowei, who is already scarred.

"You go. I don't want to see you anymore." Xiaowei's eyes flowed out of determination, and it was even more cold.

"Xiaowei..." He wanted to ask Xiaowei not to drive him away. At this time, he couldn't rest assured. But

"Go!" Xiaowei said harshly. Don't allow him to talk again.

He left quietly. Just after he left, Xiaowei jumped into the pit and fell to the bottom of the pit withered red petals. His body bleed due to heavy injury, but these wounds did not have her heartache. Chrive up at the bottom of the pit and integrate into it alone.

Yan Jun didn't go far. He kept staring at her in the distance, and everything was in his eyes. Lonely night, heart- broken.