Chapter 7 Bright Blue

On a barren ridge at the north gate of Anle Town, a man is humming a little song and leisurely picking a gorgeous blue flower. This person is Zhang Yang.

"Xiao Xiang will be very happy to see these flowers." Zhang Yang thought in his heart.

Zhang Yang and Xiao Xiang met on this deserted mountain two years ago. At that time, Xiao Xiang was a naive girl! The reason why she came to this wilderness, like Zhang Yang, was because she accidentally found special flowers here.

They all like the flowers here, bright blue flowers, and this flower is also famous for them - bright blue fragrance! They also became good friends because of this flower.

After meeting, Zhang Yang went to the barren hill every day, and so did Xiao Xiang. She met Zhang Yang in the barren hill every day, as if she had made an appointment. However, she didn't come that day...

After the meeting that day, until the tragedy of that day, it was what Zhang Yang thought was the happiest time in his life.

That day, Zhang Yang was waiting for Xiao Xiang on the barren ridge, but Xiao Xiang did not arrive for a long time. He thought Xiao Xiang was sick, so he picked a few bright blue fragrances and sent them to Xiao Xiang.

Before entering the gate of the Xiao family, I saw a group of people outside the Xiao family. After Zhang Yang squeezed into Xiao's house, he was stunned, shocked, panicked and scared.

The Xiao family is in extreme blood at this moment. The people and servants of the Xiao family, large and small, are lying in a pool of blood.

Zhang Yang was afraid of seeing her body. He rushed into the inner room and found Xiao Xiang sitting next to a corpse, and his tears dried up early. After witnessing the scene of her family being killed, Xiao Xiang lay down and often cried alone, just looking at the roof stupidly every day.

Later, Zhang Yang learned that Xiao Xiang was not at home the night before the incident.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yang didn't think much about it. He picked a few bright blue fragrances and left the barren mountains. He also had to buy some other flowers for Xiao Xiang, all kinds of colorful. He hopes that Xiao Xiang will fall in love with this flower world again.

With the money, Zhang Yang bought a lot of flowers. Every time Zhang Yang sends flowers, he will not forget the bright blue fragrance. This time, he is no exception. Looking at the flowers in his hand, Zhang Yang went to the Xiao family.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but near dusk, sitting on the roof of the drunken fairy residence, Liu Xin is looking at the gradually falling sunset and tasting wine, but her heart is very complicated. Do you want to gamble? Let's gamble. Anyway, Zhang Yang can't see it. But I have already sworn. It doesn't matter. The oath won't come true. However, since you promised others, you should abide by the agreement. Hey"

After deciding not to gamble, Liu Xin was sitting alone on the roof and thought of "her" again doing nothing.

"She hasn't been here for more than a week. She won't get sick! Is it that the master doesn't allow her to see me? How can the master control her? So why? Hey, what's wrong with me? Didn't I always think it's annoying to be pestered by her? It's only been quiet for a few days and I miss her again. What a bitch. After thinking about "her", Liu Xinzheng thought of "he" again.

"Huang Quan, what kind of person is he? Why did he kill Kyoto? Kyoto has his enemies. Anyway, he is a bloodthirsty person, and this kind of person deserves to die. But how many people moved him with such high martial arts skills? Huangquan, Huangquan, you'd better not touch the people around me, otherwise even if I die, I will walk for heaven. Now! I don't want to be a good man yet. It has nothing to do with me.

But is it really irrelevant?

Xiao Mansion!

Zhang Yang took the flowers and came to Xiao Xiang's room. At this moment, Xiao Xiang's aunt was feeding Xiao Xiang. Since the Xiao family was killed, her distant aunt and uncle have come to take care of Xiao Xiang. The old couple are old, but they don't have any children. Xiao Xiang is their "daughter".

"Auntie, I'm coming!" Zhang Yang shouted kindly.

"Yo! It's Zhang Yang." My aunt welcomed me with a kind smile, "I thought you wouldn't come today! I'll leave it to you. I'm going to do something else. Xiaoxiang is awkward and refuses to eat again. As long as you come, just come..." My aunt looked at Xiao Xiang again and burst into tears after saying the last sentence.

Zhang Yang also had a trace of sadness: "Auntie, just leave it to me."

Aunt put a bowl of chicken soup in front of Xiao Xiang's bed, looked at Zhang Yang kindly, and then left.

Sitting in front of Xiao Xiang's bed, Zhang Yang held Xiao Xiang's hand, which was cold and slender because of heart injury. Seeing her empty eyes again, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel sad.

Scenes of the past, sad scenes, all kinds of past, like the past clouds and smoke have turned into nothingness, and the happy times of the past have been washed away by the tears of the poor man!

Xiao Xiang, she is a beauty, but how many beauties are there? How many of them can take away Zhang Yang's heart? She is a person who knows how to care for others, and at the same time, she can't help cherishing and loving her. However, today's beautiful and innocent face shows a sad expression that does not match her age. The big watery eyes, but the corners of the eyes are dry tears. The small nose also became rosy due to crying. Her rosy lips are more rosy today. It is a trace of blood, which is the mark left by her continuous bite of her lips again and again.

Looking at Xiao Xiang, Zhang Yang was heartbrot again, took out the bright blue fragrance, and once again told the words in his heart. Xiaoxiang, do you remember the days when we were on that hillside? Do you remember this flower? It's called Bright Blue, and you gave it the name. I know you can hear me, and I know you will look at the flowers I gave you, but why don't you look at me? Why? I'm so sad. Don't you like me? Don't like the flowers I gave you, or?"

"I'm very sad about your relatives, and I can also understand your feelings, but is it useful for you to go on like this? It doesn't matter. Will your relatives be happy to see you like this under Huangquan? Xiaoxiang, those are all over. Forget them! Think about our past, think about those happy things, and recall those happy times. Forget those unpleasant things! Then, live a good life. Zhang Yang held Xiao Xiang's hand tightly and shed tears at the same time.

A burst of silence! Suddenly, Xiao Xiang's empty eyes became a little gloomy. You go! Don't come again." Xiao Xiang's heavenly voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Yang was first happy and then sad. He was happy that Xiao Xiang was willing to speak. What was sad was that Xiao Xiang did not understand his heart.

"I have forgotten what happened between you and me, and I don't want to think about it anymore. I just want to do this every day. The flowers you send me every day make me understand a little. Human life is longer than flowers, but the ending is the same. Will you still want "it" when it withers? Xiao Xiang asked that the question she asked was very reasonable, just like life.

Zhang Yang didn't know how to answer, so he could only change the topic: "I forgot the past. Why don't you start a new life?"

After hearing this, Xiao Xiang's expression was still sad: "Forget? Some things can be forgotten, but some things cannot be forgotten. Do you know me? Do you know my relationship with my parents? What happened before? Even if you forget it, it has been through! It turned out to be something that has been experienced. How can it be forgotten? The memories left in my mind will be remembered again one day. Touch the scene and make love! I just want to be so empty so that I don't think about the past anymore. You go! Seeing you will only make me more sad."

Since the incident of the Xiao family, Xiao Xiang has become like this. Sometimes she knows everything and is smarter than being injured, and has more senses. But sometimes she was crazy. I remember once she got up in the middle of the night and sat on the street and cried all night, and no one could pull away. Another time, she actually grabbed sugar-coated haws with a child and finally beat the child. The doctor said that her nerves were stimulated and her brain was abnormal. But Zhang Yang didn't believe it. He only believed that his sincerity would wake her up.

Zhang Yang was stunned. Is this Xiao Xiang he knows? Maybe this is her real side! Maybe she was only able to vent her pain for several years today.

Suddenly, like acupuncture, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a problem. Xiao Xiang's words sounded in her ear: "It turned out to be something you have experienced. How can you forget to withdraw from the bottom? The memories left in my mind will be remembered again one day.

Zhang Yang stood up and walked out of Xiao's house without saying hello to his aunt.

After Zhang Yang left, Xiao Xiang shed tears again, which was heart-wounding tears. Is it the death of your parents that hurt you? Or Zhang Yang's sincere love?

Zhang Yang seemed to be possessed. As he walked, he said to himself, "What happened before? What happened before? Why? Why did my memory start from the day I met Liu Xinzheng? What happened before that? Where is my memory before I was 16 years old? Can you really recall what you have experienced? But I forgot to withdraw like this!! What happened before I was 16 years old?

Zhang Yang's memory began when he was 16 years old, and he recalled what happened that day. Somehow he was chased and beaten, and then Liu Xinzheng saved him and called out his name: "Zhang Yang! How can you be beaten like this by this group of people?

Later, Liu Xinzheng seemed to know something and didn't ask much more. He only told him that his name was Zhang Yang, and Liu Xinzheng had only met him once before. Zhang Yang is an optimistic person and doesn't think much anymore. He just said, "My father's surname is Zhang and my mother's surname is Yang, so my name is Zhang Yang?"

Later, when he met Xiao Xiang, this question was forgotten by him.

It was late at night. By the south lake in Anle Town, Zhang Yang held a wine pot and drank wine with a big mouthful. Although he drank a lot, he was still awake.

"I can't forget, why did I forget to withdraw so much? 16 years, 16 years of memory! What happened in 16 years? Want to know... I want to know what kind of memory it is! But... But I can't remember anything."

Suddenly, like lightning, two figures flashed in Zhang Yang's mind. Although the two figures only flashed by, he could not even see his face clearly, but somehow, he couldn't help leaving tears...

The roof of Zui Xianju!

Liu Xin was holding a wine jar and falling asleep. Although the cool wind blew his hair in the late autumn night, he still snored.

It was late at night, and the boss's wife was still still awake. She picked up a coat and jumped gently from downstairs, but her figure flew to the roof lightly. Her posture was elegant and calm. If Liu Xinzheng saw it, it would be strange how she did this, because even Liu Xinzheng couldn't finish it. Beautiful. She flew to the roof, no, it should be said that she floated to the roof. He put the coat on Liu Xinzheng and said to himself, "You are too similar to 'he'. Even his temperament and breath are so similar. You have a king's spirit."

At this time, Liu Xinzheng also said a dream, only two words, but with a happy and sweet smile: "Yan'er..."