135 Rebirth Road

She spent more effort than completing the boundary and escaped from the boundary. That kind of pain is like tearing up your body into pieces with your own hands, but you have to pick up those fragments with soil and blood, reassemble them into an incomplete self, and endure the severe pain of ten thousand ant phagies and crawl in that determined direction...

It is impossible to make up for the mistakes she made, and she just wants to do it again. The wrong choice has given her too many regrets, and she can't make mistakes again and again.

One mistake. Wrong again.

......

Two drops of hot tears fell on the palm of Wu Mei's hand. Why do you still cry? Why is the temperature of tears melting the cold palms? Is she dead or alive now?

"I thought that as long as the gods and ghosts did not feel that they had escaped from the boundary, they could change a new identity, compete with the world, and live comfortably... Who would have expected that Qixi had already calculated where I was. She didn't forget to reveal this secret to Mr. Xia until the last moment before she died..."

Wumei's lips are mechanically close together. In fact, since the first time she escaped from the boundary, Kunlun Shimen, which is the closest to the Dead Spirit Mountain, has known about this. Wumei just had a trace of luck. Maybe God has mercy on her. She can really leave the past and walk insipidly for half of her life.

But some things will never pass. Even if God pitys her, the souls of those companions abandoned by her will not forgive her.

Just now, Xia Gulin talked to her at night and neither questioned her nor forced her. Just waiting for Wumei to nod and admit all the past, he said lightly and solemnly, "You don't need to say anything to me, just answer a question in your heart - what is the real rebirth?"

What exactly is the real rebirth?

Ten years ago, the remnant soul wandered in southern Xinjiang and met Wu Lingchun by chance. With his help, he relied on Miaojiang witchcraft to borrow the corpse to return the soul, and turned into a gentle and lovely maid Wumei around her benefactor. At that time, she thought she had been reborn;

In ten years, she gave her whole body and mind to Wu Lingchun, took care of his diet and living, and was born and died to find out information for him. There was no one else in her eyes. Although the once powerful heart has completely collapsed, its fragments have at least been warmly dependent. At that time, she thought she had been reborn;

The past is like a dream. A hundred years of past, the water has passed away, and I have been on my mind this evening. For such a long time, it's like not knowing that I'm a guest in a dream, and I've been greedy for a long time. She has completely forgotten - because of her wrong decision a hundred years ago, thousands of dead souls melted into the demon array and could not be reincarnated; because of her wayward escape ten years ago, the thousand souls have completely lost the opportunity to be reborn and die with the ten thousand cave demons in the Dead Mountain!

This is the price of her rebirth. Her way of rebirth was paved with the blood and spirit of her former companions. When she walked to the door of destruction, there must be their resentment and despair!

The fate is born and the fate is destroyed, and the cause is the result.

Everyone has the right to make choices, and everyone must be responsible for their own choices.

The shady past has been ruthlessly exposed. Even if Xia Gulin is not forced, how can she continue to stay with her loved one with the reason of "guarding"?

Isn't she the first to abandon others, trample on others, and commit a heinous crime? What qualifications does she have to say "love" and "guardian"?

"Master." Wumei gently pushed away Wu Lingchun, who was holding her, stepped back a few steps, and knelt down in front of him. "When the Silver Umbrella Ball was over, Wumei returned to Kunlun Mountain to plead guilty. I hope the prince will be generous and allow Wumei to serve the prince for the last few days..."

"Wume, what are you talking about? No one can take you away from me!" Wu Lingchun was heartbroken. He held Wumei's shoulders and pulled her up, but Wumei insisted on kneeling.

"The prince doesn't have to be like this for Wumei... Wumei was born secretly, and she is very lucky to be with the prince until now. No one forced me to leave. It was my own decision.

Wu Lingchun saw Wu Mei's eyes at this moment, and his hands were like electric shocks, moving away from her shoulders. This look seemed to return to the woman who had not borrowed the body and returned the soul. She was resolute, stubborn, and even a little cold. Once a decision is made, no one can dismiss it.

She has given herself to Wulingchun for too long. Maybe it's time to be back to herself?

Is this what she really wants? Will this be better for her?

"Even if you go back now, you can't do anything." Wu Lingchun turned around, clenched the folding fan in his hand, and almost shattered. "Since atonement is meaningless, why don't you live well? I really don't understand why the eldest brother told you this! Whether it's me, the third brother, or himself, he has harmed people and done wrong things. We all live well, why can't you! I'll ask him!"

"Don't go, son!"

Wumei hugged Wu Lingchun's leg and held him tightly. She felt his anger uncontrollably. She could only hold him tightly and call him gently to calm him down slowly...

My son, my son. In Wumei's eyes, you are smarter and more understanding than Mr. Xia and Mr. Nange. But you are not as cold as them, not as their self, so you look like you are smiling on the surface, but you are more painful than any of them.

"I won't let you leave me. I will never agree..." Wu Lingchun's voice became lower and lower. When he said the last word, he could no longer hear the sound. He has been a master servant for ten years, but he is actually a sister and brother. She is as difficult for him to give up as a relative. He will never give up his relatives to anyone, never!

"Son, Wu Mei... is different from you." Wumei smiled bitterly and said, "You are all really alive, and I just..."

Wumei let go of her hand and looked at her ordinary bronze palm. She is neither alive nor dead, but has been on the edge of life and death. She is a zombie. She relies on long-term medicine to keep her flesh and blood alive and her limbs sensitive, and even her skin becomes dark and yellow.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that I'm used to it. There is no rebirth, it's just that the soul that is unwilling to die occupies the innocent body that others should have been in peace.

She really hasn't been reborn. Everything is just a late dream. After such a long dream and being lost so far, it aims to remind her when she wakes up that although the real road ahead is still cruel, only by walking bravely can she get the final redemption.

"Please don't be sad for Wumei." Wumei stood up, held Wu Lingchun's face, and took out the handkerchief from his sleeve as usual to dry the tears that only she could see. "People will eventually die, and they will eventually be separated from the people around them. As long as you cherish each other when you are together, you will not feel sorry even if you are separated. This is what the prince taught me.

Wulingchun doesn't speak. He lowered his head and covered all his sadness with the shadow of the light and long drooping hair. He hugged Wumei tightly to his chest like a cold child, as if the next moment, she would turn into clouds and disappear in front of his eyes forever.

He has experienced too much life and death.

He thought he had seen it, and there was nothing he couldn't let go of, and there was nothing he couldn't forget. Who knows that today, he is still...

I still can't do anything. I can only let the tears fall down and wet the clothes of the people who will leave.

"Wumei. I will accompany you to Kunlun Mountain. I won't let those old guys embarrass you."

Wumei smiled in Wulingchun's arms: "If Mr. Xia knows such a childish heart, it's time to count the prince again. Son... Don't worry about Wumei."

Umei can only be comforted in this way. If she doesn't accept the punishment, how can she deserve to be forgiven? The most horrible thing in the world was experienced as early as a hundred years ago. Now nothing can stop her from starting over.

"The prince." Wu Mei was lying in Wulingchun's arms and said softly, "I remember that when the prince took Wumei to Wufu for the first time, the dark red 'Zhu Mo Shuanghui' in the garden opened just right... It's really... I haven't seen it for a long time..."

The petals of memory are floating. Without her world, Wu Lingchun could hardly imagine it. The person who waits for him to get up in the morning and go to bed every day, wears clothes and bathes, and cooks tea for him is about to travel away, together with the life he has been accustomed to for ten years, and takes it away.

"Umei agreed with the prince that the day when Zhu Mo Shuanghui reopened was the time of Wumei's reincarnation."

Reincarnation... so far away. There were bursts of sadness in Wu Lingchun's heart, which drowned his whole heart. After the next life, who will remember whom, who will meet whom? However, the reincarnation is either very good for Umei. In her life, she was mistaken by fame and fortune in the first half of her life, and in the next ten years, she was oppressed by regret and kindness, and completely lost herself. If you can forget everything and start from scratch, even if there are difficulties and obstacles ahead, what right does Wu Lingchun have to stop Wumei from finding his true self?

In this way, Wu Lingchun is too selfish and stubborn.

Wulingchun slowly let go of Wumei. I can't bear it, but I still have to let go.

"Well... I will visit you often. If those thieves and Taoists treat you well, I will raze Kunlun Mountain to the ground!"

"Puff~" Wumei couldn't help laughing. When will his son grow up? If he is like this, he is really worried if he leaves. Only the lazy girl, Humei, and the ignorant little girl, Rosemei, took care of Wu Lingchun... I really don't know what will happen to Wufu...

The sound leakage is approaching. Unconsciously, the night has passed, and a new day has begun. Although she was at the bottom of the sea and couldn't see the sunrise, Wumei's heart seemed to suddenly feel the sunrise rising from the Haiping Line, which was extremely bright and warm.

"Son, the dawn has come. Wumei sends the prince back to the room."

The two walked out of the house hand in hand, and the early voice of the people made Queguang Pavilion lively. Wumei walked all the way, just like when she was in Wufu. She was always the first to get up and passed through the corridor with washing water. The familiar yawning, coughing, and pushing the window made her think about the extremely familiar faces. And this morning, she was extremely excited and happy, as if she heard these voices for the first time and wanted to meet these people she loved most.

When she walked to the door of Wulingchun's room, Wumei was a little surprised. Why did the sound of turning over in the room just after pushing the door? Wulingchun has always slept alone. How can there be anyone else in his room?

Wumei somehow, Wu Lingchun suddenly woke up: it was Mu Husha... No, the girl Liu Yingxi. She was lit by him last night, and it was almost time to wake up.