Chapter 47 Agreement for the Afterlife

The rain fell outside the window, and the sound of the pattering rain echoed in the narrow room of Junlintian. A quiet and peaceful atmosphere gently enveloped it. However, the sky was still dark. The whole world seemed to be only gray and white, and everything lost its proper color. At this moment, Junlin The heart of the sky is also gray, and the memory of the pain hidden in the depths of the heart gradually broke through the dust and came to the king's mind.

The withered yellow leaves fell, like a living man, falling into the pool of blood in an instant. The yellow leaves swayed the last vitality, and then fell gently to the ground.

"Is it cold in the sky?"

"Lintian, my sister will tell you a secret, but you are not allowed to tell anyone!"

"Lintian, listen to your sister, stop it!"

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"Sister!" Jun Lintian called softly, but in the depths of Jun Lintian's memory, his beautiful and warm face bloomed with a happy smile. Jun Lintian seemed to be able to hear the call from his sister.

Jun Lintian suddenly jumped down from ** and then grabbed the door and came out.

The sky became darker, and the gray clouds rained endlessly. The dense rain clicked on Jun Lintian's handsome face. The rain wet Jun Lintian's black hair and messed up Jun Lintian's sad mood. Jun Lintian ran all the way against the dense drizzle, although the road beside him People cast strange eyes one after another, but Jun Lintian's empty eyes stared at the front for a moment, but when they looked carefully, there was no focus in Jun Lintian's empty eyes.

The rain has been falling, and the dense drizzle interweave a hazy water curtain between the dark heaven and earth, while the thin figure of Jun Lintian is running all the way in the blurred vision.

let the rain wet your clothes and let the water on the road flood your ankles.

The bleak autumn wind, the continuous drizzle and the dark sky, everything seemed so lonely and sad. The cold autumn rain seemed to extinguish the noise of the imperial capital. Suddenly, it seemed so cold and silent that Jun Lintian felt strange to this imperial capital, which had lived for more than ten years.

It's raining. This is the first rain this autumn, but how long will it rain? Is it the next month as it was six years ago?

Autumn, the autumn that people don't want to mention.

Jun Lintian's thin figure rushed out of Jun's house, fell into the vast crowd, and then rushed to the gate of the imperial capital. At this moment, in Jun Lintian's mind, there was only his sister's warm smile. For six years, this smile has been engraved in Jun Lintian's memory for six years.

Rushing out of the imperial capital, Jun Lintian's figure disappeared in the vast rain and fog, but left grief all the way where Jun Lintian passed by.

"Sister!" That's a warm word like a mother.

The rain cement covered the mountain road, and the desolate and dilapidated environment around it is the true portrayal of Jun Lintian's heart at this moment. Jun Lintian is running under the dark sky, just like his young self six years ago.

Jun Lintian can't remember how long he has been running. When Jun Lintian stopped walking, he has come to the top of a mountain. On the top of the mountain, there are rugged rocks. There are some weeds between the rocks. The weeds are yellow and lifeless, and on the other side of the top of the mountain is a cliff, under the cliff. Fang is a thick fog wrapped around the mountainside, and the thick fog rises from time to time, just like the heart that feels pain from time to time.

Junlin stood still in the same place. Everything here is so familiar. The same bleak autumn, the same cold wind, the same continuous drizzle, the same dark sky, and the same place, but the difference is time.

At the end of Jun Lintian's sight, even if the continuous autumn rain blurred Jun Lintian's vision, Jun Lintian can still see a lonely figure sitting lonely on a huge stone on the edge of the cliff. The figure is vague, as if he has already integrated with the desolate environment here.

The lonely figure stared at the sea of clouds under the cliff. He stared so hard that he didn't know that Jun Lintian came here. And next to the blurred figure is a huge blade, and next to the huge blade is a huge stone tablet three meters high.

The stone tablet is engraved with several huge words, each of which exudes grief that can't be said even if it is all over the world, "The tomb of my beloved wife Jun Linyao!"

For a moment, Jun Lintian, who stood still in place, suddenly felt that time was going back and everything around him became blurred. When Jun Lintian once again clearly felt everything around him, he suddenly found that the scenes six years ago were truly displayed in front of him. In a trance, Jun Lintian returned to six years ago and returned It's the autumn when Shen Zhiwu's soul is completely buried.

Jun Lintian is like a passer-by, quietly watching the scene that happened on the Broken Heart Cliff six years ago.

At the edge of the broken cliff were two lovers holding hands tightly. They were Shen Zhiwu and Jun Linyao. However, at this moment, they were tearful. They looked at the desolate mountaintop helplessly, because hundreds of people of the Shen family and the Jun family stood not far in front of them, and among the hundreds of people, Jun Lintian suddenly found a cry. Crying and constantly calling his sister's beautiful little boy, that's who he was six years ago.

Standing in front of hundreds of people are the head of the Shen family and the Jun family, who are Shen Zhiwu's father and Jun Aoxiang. Six years ago, Jun Aoxiang was powerful and irresistible, like a mountain that is unshakable, and there is no vicissitudes six years later.

Jun Aoxiang stared angrily at the lovers who snuggled to each other not far away and scolded: "Linyao, if you don't realize when, Zhiwu is your cousin, that's your cousin!"

Jun Aoxiang's angry rebuke covered the sound of the wind and rain, as if a heavy hammer hit the hearts of Jun Linyao and Shen Zhiwu fiercely. Jun Linyao, who had a charming color, cried. She shook her head weakly and looked at Jun Aoxiang with begging eyes and the people of the Jun family and Shen family. Jun Linyao used the sand. The hoarse voice sobbed, "No, father, please, Zhiwu and I really love each other. Please complete us, please!"

Jun Linyao cried, accompanied by Shen Yuhan standing beside Jun Aoxiang, but Shen Yuhan, who was familiar with Jun Aoxiang's pain, could only cry silently. His eyes, which had been crying and swollen, looked at the pain of Jun Linyao powerlessly. No one could imagine how painful Shen Yuhan's heart was at this moment. Her daughter is so painful and helpless, but Shen Yuhan, a mother, can only watch.

Jun Lintian suddenly saw that six years ago, the young and ignorant himself suddenly rushed to Jun Aoxiang's side, with a small fist and a useless hammer against his father. His childish voice complained about his sister's grievances, but... everything was evident in front of the family's ethical rules. It must be so pale and powerless.

Jun Linyao cried, while Shen Zhiwu held Jun Linyao in his arms tightly. His beautiful eyes looked around the people of the two families around him, and Shen Zhiwu's eyes were as silent as death.

"Jun Aoxiang, what are you still doing? This is your good daughter. The reputation of the Jun family for hundreds of years is about to be destroyed. Are you going to shield Jun Linyao regardless of the reputation of the whole Jun family?" At this moment, the three elders of the Jun family stood up and scolded angrily.

Hearing the scolding of the three elders of the Jun family, Jun Aoxiang's indomitable body couldn't help trembling, and a trace of struggle flashed in his resolute eyes, but this struggle immediately retreated in comparison with the reputation of the whole family for hundreds of years. Looking at the helpless Jun Linyao and Shen Zhiwu, he looked at the same choice as himself. The head of the Shen family, who put the family first, stepped forward and shouted, "The Jun family took the order and immediately took down Jun Linyao!"

Jun Aoxiang's voice ruthlessly cut off the father-daughter relationship between Jun Linyao and Jun Aoxiang, and just when Jun Linyao and Shen Zhiwu were desperate, the head of the Shen family also issued the same order as Jun Aoxiang.

For a moment, Shen Zhiwu and Jun Linyao suddenly felt that the whole sky had collapsed. Jun Linyao knelt on the ground powerlessly, and the begging in her eyes gradually turned into despair. She sobbed, cried and begged, but the ruthless pace of the Jun family and the Shen family fiercely trampled on the love between Jun Linyao and Shen Zhiwu. It has to be smashed.

The autumn wind blew fiercely, and the continuous drizzle became more dense. The dark sky was as if it were about to fall down. The rain and tears mixed across the cheeks and then dripped. With the tears mixed with the rain and tears, Shen Zhiwu and Jun Linyao's desire for life fell.

"Father, I hate you!"

Jun Linyao looked at Jun Aoxiang quietly with tears in her tears, and then said these five words painfully, but these five words shocked Jun Aoxiang couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Shen Zhiwu supported the powerless Jun Linyao and gently held Jun Linyao's charming face. Shen Zhiwu's beautiful face bloomed with a happy smile. He no longer care about the getting closer and closer Jun family and the Shen family. He just looked at the tearful Jun Linyao. Shen Zhiwu said softly: "Yang Son, do you remember the first time we met?

"Do you remember that we confessed to each other?"

"Do you remember the vows we made together here?"

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Shen Zhiwu was immersed in good memories, but his eyes, which had never cried, gradually filled with water mist, and his beautiful eyes were gradually covered with blood.

"Zhiwu, he cried!"

The head of the Shen family, standing not far away, looked at his crying son in horror. In the memory of the head of the Shen family, Shen Zhiwu had never cried in his short 17 years of life, but today, Shen Zhiwu, who had few words, really cried and felt so sad and desperate for a moment. The head of the Shen family suddenly asked in his heart how much pain his strong son was suffering in his heart.

Jun Linyao looked at Shen Zhiwu in a daze, with a faint smile on her beautiful face. She nodded gently and said gently, "Well, remember."

"Yuer, do we still have to make an oath?"

"If we can't be husband and wife in this life, then we will be a winged bird in the next life!" Shen Zhiwu gently rubbed Jun Linyao's crying face, and said lightly, "Yiaoer, would you like to make a comparative wing bird with me in the next life?"

"I do!"

The two seemed to have forgotten the nearly 100 clans of the Shen family and the Jun family. They looked at each other and said softly. Then Shen Zhiwu gently took Jun Linyao's hand and stood on the edge of the cliff. He looked slightly at the beautiful Jun Linyao. Shen Zhiwu whispered, "Are you afraid?"

A smile appeared on Jun Linyao's face, and then shook her head gently.

Looking at Jun Linyao with a smile, Shen Zhiwu's beautiful face also bloomed with a heartfelt smile. He whispered, "Yuer, let's make an appointment to see you in the next life!"