Chapter 68 End

"Hey, do you know that Mrs. Blood Valley has been found!" Jia took a sip of wine, and he seemed to deliberately lower his voice, but unfortunately the effect was not great.

"Are you kidding?" Sure enough, someone glanced at him suspiciously. "It is rumored that Mrs. Valley Lord is not early--" He looked around for a while, and then wiped his neck.

How could the people around the table not understand what he meant, and nodded in a concord.

Is there really a strange thing about rebiring from the dead in this world?

"Well, you don't know anything about this." The man pretended to cough deeply, and then prosed his neck and explained to a man, "Just a few days ago, guess who I saw?"

"Who is it?"

"A woman like a fairy!" Speaking of excitement, A stroked his hand in the air, "Tut, it doesn't matter if you glance at it. I was stunned at a glance."

"Haha, I think you're stupid to see a beautiful woman!" Everyone burst into laughter.

The man was anxious, "What are you talking about! Who doesn't know that Mrs. Blood Valley was the daughter of General Xi before she got married. That's the person in charge of the whole general's mansion. Didn't I still grow vegetables eleven years ago?" The man's face was proud. "I also sent vegetables to the general's mansion, and I was lucky to see Miss Xi's face. And the girl I saw the other day is just like her. Don't you think that's why she's back?"

"But do you mean Mrs. Water..."

"I'm also strange," Jia rubbed his chin. "At that time, I was wondering if he would look like him, but ah, I also saw a fairy-like man beside her. He actually had white hair, and the most important thing was that his eyes were blue!"

"That's not the Lord of the Blood Valley! Is it possible that Mrs. Shui, who died early ten years ago, is really not dead..."

Chaliao is worthy of being a holy place of gossip. The discussion is hot, and the other side is also listening with interest. Among them, there are two people who came here to rest.

However, when I heard the news, in addition to being surprised, Joan and Joan were more mixed with all kinds of inexplicable and complex emotions.

She listened quietly and did not look at the teenager beside her from beginning to end. At this time, he was looking at her slightly worriedly. His face was still light, as if the news just now had no influence on him.

He and Joan were immersed in their thoughts, and naturally did not notice his excessive indifference.

Is Xi Xinmiao not dead? Xi Xinmiao is not dead! He finally found her. She smiled very faintly at the corners of her mouth, and she felt that it was extremely bitter. Then what is she? Who will tell her that this is just a misunderstanding? Did she misunderstand that she was Xi Xinmiao, and even wanted to possess everything that belonged to Xi Xinmiao?

Thinking of that man, she closed her eyes feebly. In just a few days, she had fallen from heaven to hell? Sure enough, have you been fooled? She smiled, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth turned into sarcasm or self-deprecating.

Kognise the reality and Joan! This is a farce, which has come to an end. You are just a character temporarily placed, a stone brick that draws out of jade. The protagonist has appeared, and you can't even talk about the supporting role. What qualifications do you have to have her husband and her son?

Son——

Her heart tightened and forced herself not to look up at him, unwilling to show the slightest vulnerability, which was the last dignity she could only protect.

"Go back." This time she has a little resolute taste.

Before he could answer, she had already got up. This place really doesn't make people like it at all.

Leaving Chaliao, he and Qiong exhaled a turbid breath, as if to put down all the burdens and troubles. In this way, she doesn't have to worry about any factors, and there is no reason to stay.

After a while, she suddenly turned around and said with angrily, "Why are you following me? Your mother asked you to go home for dinner!"

I don't know if it was intentional. She specially bit the "mother" very heavily, and the meaning of the words is obvious: now that the truth has come out, she, a fake mother, can take a break, and everyone goes back to their own homes and find their own mothers.

"No one knows who my mother is better than me." He finally made a sound and answered such a plausible sentence, but there was persistent determination in his words. The jade-like eyes turned slightly, and no one knew the depth.

"Don't you think all this is strange?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's Qiqiao or Baqiao, it has nothing to do with me." She shrugged her shoulders with Qiong and said that she did not want to get into their family's affairs. She still looked indifferent, but her heart was disturbed by his opening words.

It can't be said that he was grateful or moved. He and Joan immediately turned his face and turned his back to him, "Go back, where I want to go - you can't get there."

Her words are with the sadness of parting; her back is so bleak and lonely. That kind of loneliness makes people feel that there has never been half a person beside her who can snuggle with her. Lonely, as if she disappeared the next moment and would not attract the attention of many people. That kind of erratic shocked him.

But I heard her say, "Don't follow me, if - you still think I'm your mother."

The foot that was about to step out suddenly stopped, and the water was so soft that he could only watch her slowly disappear into his sight. No one saw the darkness that was gradually surging from the bottom of his eyes.

"Mother--" That's the whisper of the wind...

Only on the road, this time, and Joan only felt uncomfortable for no reason. It turned out that she was still so afraid of loneliness.

Although her heart is depressed, her thoughts are strangely clear. She keeps her feet, and the destination is the cliff.

Along the way, the corners of her mouth were always raised, and she was a little too flamboyant.

It doesn't matter. She told herself that it didn't matter. Really, it's just lovelorn. No, it's not even a lovelorn. Her love is buried too deep and has been integrated with the darkness.

Although she didn't want to admit it, there was a voice in her heart telling her that she fell in love with the cold water and fell in love very early. Maybe it was the moment when he suddenly appeared and flew away from the ground with her in his arms in the dark night, or when he kept calling her in the middle of the night, or when she sat in front of the computer and tapped the three words water cold for the first time...

It turned out that there was no way to remember the origin, and then every encounter and touch only made the love more profound and meaningful.

The wrong time travel gave her the opportunity to touch happiness. But she is so proud, shadow, she disdains to do it.

Therefore, when others thought she was Xi Xinmiao, she resolutely denied it. But I can't escape a word of love.

Just when she was about to convince herself that she was Xi Xinmiao instead of a stand-in, the real Xi Xinmiao actually appeared?

Oh, how ironic!

As she walked step by step, she only felt that her eyes were itchy and wiped her face randomly, but her hands were cold. When the wind blew, his whole body shrank, and his mind followed him back.

It turned out that she had stood on the top of the cliff unconsciously. No wonder it was so cold that the gloomy wind from the abyss under his feet surged up and almost rolled people down. She sneezed several times in a row.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, he and Qiong sucked his nose, rubbed the cold tip of his nose, and looked down at the bottomless abyss, but his expression slowly became strange. Like this, why does she even think that she committed suicide for love?

Thinking about it, she was chilled and disgusted by herself. He pouted and explored the abyss again. If you don't go wrong, this is the place where Xi Xinmiao fell off the cliff in those years.

She has always had a strong hunch that it must have something to do with her crossing back.

As mentioned in the theory of relativity, if the speed reaches a certain level, it is possible to travel through time and space. But the question is, how to achieve near the speed of light or faster?

She touched her chin, looked at the bottom of the cliff, and muttered thoughtfully, "Is it jumping off the cliff?" That speed is indeed ideal enough. However, what if the experiment doesn't work, she will hang up?

In view of the incident of jumping off a cliff in the novels she had read in the past, she thought about it over and over again and felt that the experiment could be postponed. Don't do such a self-harm unless you have to...

Besides, didn't the master just fall and lose his bones? He shook his body with Qiong, but he still didn't want it.

However, she then frowned again. Xi Xinmiao obviously fell off a cliff and died. Later, it was also extinguished. Why did she suddenly appear and be led away by Shui Yihan? At that time, she was too immersed in her thoughts and didn't notice it, and she was blocked in one breath. Now she calms down and feels strange.

In the days when she was with them, she believed that they really identified her as Xi Xin Miao at that time. If someone else has this sudden change, she may still believe it, but who are they? Will the person who accompanied Xi Xinmiao all the way reject the previous conjection only because of a similar-faced person?

But then her eyebrows loosened again. True or false, these had nothing to do with her. Although she didn't know what their purpose was, she was no longer interested in participating.

Since Shui Yanhan has brought Xi Xinmiao into the valley, he has admitted her identity. Relatively, it is a denial of her.

Thinking of this, she smiled coldly, ignored the momentary pain in her heart, and everything dispersed with the wind.

She narrowed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

Without warning, some sporadic fragments suddenly flashed in my mind, incomplete. She wanted to see the picture clearly, but it only caused a splitting headache, almost exploding, and her heart was sudden, and it seemed that something was about to come out.

"Ah--" She shouted in pain, and her whole body instantly lost strength and softened her body.

"Aqiong!"

The moment she fell off the cliff, she seemed to see a man rushing towards her. Those eyes are so eager and panicked.

Until she was held in his arms, she was still staring at the ocean-like blue eyes without any reaction. There, she is the only reflection. Huangquan Biluo, life and death never give up. And those eight words shocked her heart like a curse.

Somewhere in the ban, memory fragments suddenly scattered, more and more they gathered, and in the end, they were reorganized like that!

-"Ahan, wish me a happy Mid-Autumn Festival." In the cave, she begged him like this.

-"Well, you can go to hell." She stabbed the dagger into his chest, and he smiled and sank it all into his heart.

——"If you are well, I will be a sunny day." He held her in his arms, and at that time, they were already husband and wife.

-"Aqiong, what's the meaning of the world to me without you in this world?" In the ice coffin, she lay down.

-"Even if you see my body, don't believe me I'm dead!" At that time, her soul really returned to the 21st century.

......

Are these all her memories? He died with Xi Xinmiao's body, and then crossed with Joan's body again. Her soul has returned to the body of Joan in the 21st century since she fell off the cliff.

She remembered it, she remembered it all!

Xi Xinmiao is her, and Joan is her. It has always been her, and it has always been just her!

She was still trembling, looking at the man who jumped into the cliff with her and the blue eyes under his mask. She let tears fall on her face.

How can I say? How can I say?

Until she was held by the cold water and flew out of the cliff and stood on the solid land, Joan was still looking at the man in front of her with tears.

Ten thousand years at a glance.

In the man's gradually changing from worry to astonishment and immediately changed into some kind of unbelievable eyes, she trembled and took off the mask she had never allowed to take off.

"You--!" His voice was slightly choked.

"Ahan, I'm back."

The corners of her mouth were very high, but the tears fell as if they couldn't stop falling, full of joy.

The usual plainness in those eyes has long disappeared, but it is all shining, and every time it flashes inside is exciting.

"Aqiong, I've been waiting for ten years for this sentence."

He hugged her tightly in his arms regardless of her reaction and couldn't help trembling.

Thousands of words, only turned into this sentence. Why doesn't he understand? Why doesn't he understand?

She and Joan hugged the excited man hard, and she almost didn't have a chance to say that sentence. Fortunately, fortunately...

The embrace of the two moved everyone. How can this situation not move?

Ten years of painstaking waiting in exchange for a reunion. What could be more gratifying than this?

Her not giving up, his not giving up, they have witnessed all the moments called miracles. At this moment, who will take away their happiness?

"Mother."

Hearing the call, he turned around with Qiong and looked at the water that slowly walked towards him. His eyes were also slightly red, and the strength of all the disguises disintegrated in an instant, and there was water in his eyes.

She smiled and her eyes were full of doting. "I'm sorry, I'm late."

He hugged the slightly trembling child into his arms, and Joan was also trembling, and finally there was no longer any estrangement.

The oblique light is reflected on the top of the cliff, slowly covered with a layer of blurred warmth, soft and warm.

When the colorful clouds on the day reflected the top of the mountain, the beauty was fixed from that moment on. In the future, the happiness that belongs to their family of three has just begun...

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At this point, the four-volume "Immal" is over. Don't believe it, this is really a complete end.

68 is a good number. Let the ending stop in this chapter. Some deliberately left blank places are the space for everyone to imagine. I don't like to explain everywhere clearly, leave a white place, a little more space, and more freedom. This is also the reason why I firmly believe that the novel is beautiful.

If I have gray hair and a dull face, will you still hold my hands and be gentle?

This is a cold love, the love I want.

For a week of breaking the update, I was thinking about the end of the story until last night that it was finally decided what you saw. Maybe there are still some unsatisfactory and hasty things, but the ability is still shallow. Please forgive me.

In fact, after writing this speech, it was a bug. I thought about the scene many times, and this time I finally went into action. Rather than writing the text, I really prefer to think about it and chat with the tube guys~~

I want to say a lot, but I don't know how to say it. Then take your time and say what I think.

First of all, I want to thank myself. A brazen one, ~(@^_^@)~) Thank you for giving yourself a chance to realize your dream. I gave the dream an impulse, and then I found that the dream was actually very close to me.

This is my first time to write a novel and summon up the courage to sign a contract to publish it. It's not easy to go step by step. Every time I question, be frustrated, and get up again, I have always been so strong. I finally made it here.

Then, it's you. Whether it's supporting the bugs from the beginning, or pulling the bugs out of the mound later, with the solid backing of you as bugs, "Miao Miao" can thrive. Persevere to the end is inseparable from your encouragement.

It's been more than a year and a half. It's really not short. You have been guarding me. I'm not afraid to say it pretentiously. Thank you very much!

Everyone who is familiar with bugs knows that bugs are lazy and solid.

Duan Geng is a commonplace. Everyone's understanding and tolerance are kept in mind.

Maybe Aquarius people's pursuit of freedom is to the extreme, and I don't want to put pressure on my dreams. Everything is casual, and I feel that I will write it when it comes. It is very painful to rush the manuscript, coupled with limited ability. In short, the creation was quite entangled at that time.

So the bad records of bugs come out, and they are broken from time to time...

Unconsciously, it turns out that Bugs have known you for more than a year, sighing... Many of them have become friends with Bugs, hehe, I'm so lucky!

Finally, I want to talk about the book Ethereal. It is really just a momentary impulse of the bug, but who knows, it blooms with beauty.

This book, as a farewell gift for the worm's youth, has sprouted since the worm graduated from the third year of high school. At that time, the idea was quite naive. What did you think? How did you get dog blood? In my own words: it is a hodgepodge. It covers all the plots I want to appear, so you can see all kinds of familiar novels and TV miniatures at the beginning.

I deliberately started to take the spoof plus Xiaobai route...

As a result, I was disgusted. When I went to college, I began to make an outline, so that I became mature and standardized step by step. And the writing has also slowly improved from the beginning.

I know that there are still many shortcomings in this book. Some logic is confused, some knowledge points are wrong, and some typos... I'm too lazy to change it, just don't be taken over... There is a scale in my heart, well, that's it.

As for whether I will write the second book, what style, no idea... Or someone suddenly reluctantly wants to continue to contact the bug, the bug leaves a QQ group number, and you can talk to the bugs in detail if you have any comments. Bugs will send any news there.

181935121 brick: (Everything that can be familiar to the worms can be recognized~~)

Oh, by the way, there seems to be something wrong with the Internet at Chongzi's home. I can't get into the background. Recently, I have been relying on friends to help upload articles, so your comments will be delayed, but Bugs have seen it! Wireless message bugs will also read, but they can't respond...o(╯□╰)o

It seems that there is nothing to say...

Well, let's finish it, guys, see you later!