not bound

Feisi stayed and lived by the lake on the edge of leaving his hometown.Girls would occasionally appear by his side, eating together, and chatting about the outside world.

Time flies, and the winter solstice has arrived.

A rare light snowfall in a millennium actually fell by Ji Feng Fen seaside.

When it was snowing, Fei Lian took the girl's hand and said, "I want to get out of here for a while, and I will go back to the lake to pick you up before spring begins."

Xue Zangxue, who couldn't accept her own identity at all, wore the skin of a young girl, bitter in her heart, and didn't nod or shake her head.

When Fei Lian left, he kept turning his head and waving at her, his smile was as bright as the sun.

Waiting is a very long thing, especially if it is a day outside and a month inside, it is even more boring.

However, during these 12 days, that is, the year when he was away from home, Xue Zangxue, who was free, lay by the river and watched the petals of Chonghua flying from outside, and the butterflies fluttering.He stretched out his hand to learn the trajectory of the petals, teased the butterfly, and unknowingly created a set of fingerings, named it Xuanhua.

On the day when fingering was first formed, Fei Lian returned.

The link between leaving home and the outside world usually lies in water.

But there are too few people who can enter the hometown twice in their lifetime.

This kind of person usually has a mind like a mirror, and will receive the blessing of the god of betrayal, and can sense when and where Li Xiang will appear next time.

Fei Lian was actually the one who was able to enter and leave his hometown for the second time.

His business has not been finished yet, but he will naturally complete the agreed upon matters. He is here to pick up Xue Zangxue.

Xue Zangxue was sitting by the lake, with the bamboo forest behind him.

"Leave with me, I will take care of you, accompany you, and never leave."

Fei Lian smiled and walked towards Xue Zangxue with firm and decisive steps. He stood at Xue Zangxue and stretched out his hand towards him.The pale golden armor shone brightly and hotly under the sunlight, as if it wanted to swallow people up. The wheat-colored skin had the unique luster and vitality of young people, and the eyes under the thick eyebrows were gentle and affectionate, which made people unconsciously trust.

Xue Zangxue supported his hand to stand up, and found that he was already much taller than herself.

Before he could speak, an old man's voice came from the bamboo forest, solemn and solemn.

"Are you sincere?"

This is the voice of white hair.

"Yes." The young man froze for a moment, then nodded resolutely.

"Are you willing to never betray for the rest of your life?"

"Yes."

"What is he to you?"

"From now on, since she is me, I will always protect her." Fei Lian smiled and looked at Xue Zangxue, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Regardless of his status?"

"Regardless of her status."

"Once he's gone he can't come back, you'll swear it."

"I swear, I won't make her sad." The oath was powerful.

What Flying Scythe said at that moment was the truth.

Xue Zangxue's mask was taken off, and Fei Lian's hand caressed it up, "You are as beautiful as I imagined."

Fei Lian bullied himself, lowered his head slightly, and put a kiss on Xue Zangxue's eyes.

The evening glow of the setting sun stained the fair skin on Xue Zangxue's cheeks red, her crystal red lips were pursed, and in her pair of clear and bright brown eyes was the expectation of happiness.

believe him.

So, follow him.

A familiar old pain spread from the heart to Baiku. He wanted to be calm, to smile, and even to tell the strange old man in front of him without restraint, long time no see, just like those rehearsals of reunion in dreams.

But he couldn't.

In those years, the scene of him lying alone in the precarious wooden house on Shenyin Peak and looking at the roof broke all the warmth. The pale and dead days, coupled with the black ash of soul and body struggling and tearing, were cruel like hell and the call of purgatory.

Even though they were in love once, but now, they dare not recognize each other.

Xue Zangxue subconsciously "looked" aside.

ink--

that person.

Why not.

"Girl, where did you get this bead?"

Fei Lian stood there, with a tall body and a warm breath, as if he had never left this place, this small home with azure hexagonal glazed wind chimes, and the rough and rough 20 years were just a dream of Xue Zangxue.

20 years, how many 20 years are there in a person's life?

The beauty is old, and the blue hair turns white.

The partner of youth has long since left, and what exists here now is nothing but a different person.

Xue Zangxue stroked his gray hair that was blown by the wind, and slowly suppressed his emotions and said incomparably: "What girl, you young man can really talk. My son is married to a wife, and I'm still a girl. This bead is just It's just entrusted."

"where is she?"

"Before the man died, he entrusted the old woman to return the bead to the house with the bell at the entrance of Yanwei Alley in Yong'an City. Does this gentleman know this thing?"

"She's dead?" Fei Lian's voice was erratic.

"Yes, he died in Xihai."

"Won't she come back again?"

"Not anymore."

Xue Zangxue walked by Fei Lian. Even in the severe winter, Fei Lian's body was still warm, with the smell of heavy flowers and the fragrance of grass and trees from his hometown.

Even though Xue Zangxue was blindfolded, he could still know where the bell was hanging, because the one that was broken on his body used to hang here.

He put the bead back into the hexagonal bell. The tongue of the bell was like a small net, wrapping the bead all at once, not too big or too small, just right.

Like a swallow, it returns to its nest.Like a heart returning to its chest cavity.

The heart that belongs to Zhixue of Leaving Home, as well as her love and hatred, infatuation and resentment over the years are hidden in the bead. Come back with this Liufeng bead, and don't let it leave again.

It really hurts to leave.

"Aren't you coming back again?"

When Xue Zangxue bowed slightly to the flying sickle, then conscientiously disguised himself as a blind man and left Yanwei Lane, he heard a very, very soft voice.

The man stood helplessly in front of the house, facing Xue Zangxue's back, not daring to take a step forward.

Xue Zangxue suddenly remembered that his voice was so soft many years ago, and he dared not speak loudly, because he was afraid of scaring the other party and not getting the answer he wanted.

"What have you always thought of me?"

Under the Chonghua tree, the man bowed his head and whispered two words in his ear, what is it?

Ah yes.

"My love."

So even though he was in hell, he never went to Xizhou. He would rather forget than take revenge. This is someone he loved, so how could he be willing to do it.

In order to protect Xue Zangxue, Fei Lian intentionally hurt him. He deliberately said in front of everyone that the young master was dead and diverted Guangmingtang's attention. I thought about everything clearly.

But some things are not justified and can go back to the past.

Just like the sword at the beginning, it pierced into his heart, avoided his heart, but couldn't avoid his mortal end.Because it is not the sword that can really break the heart to death, but the person.

It can only be said that they were too young at that time, always felt that what they were doing was right, and they did not trust each other enough.One refused to reveal that he was a man to death, and he had no face, while the other tried his best to conceal that he was from Xizhou and was forced to join the war.

The two looked at the mountains, the water, the flowers, the moon, and the fireworks, but they dared not look into each other's eyes. They always wanted to wait and confess when the time was right.

But this world is so cruel, sometimes, as long as we leave once, we will never see each other again.

How many people can wait for the belated redemption of their lover in the purgatory of despair?I have tried my best to survive.

The icy wind made Xue Zangxue wrap his cloak tightly.He realized that he had been standing in the alley for a long time, his legs were already frozen, so he took a step forward, and even staggered in an extremely inelegant way.

Something soaked the blindfold, and his face was wet and cold, just like the rain under the Chonghua tree back then.

"The deceased has passed away, my condolences to Mr. Jianghu. The rivers and lakes are difficult and dangerous..."

My love is precious.

***

【Flying sickle monologue】

That day, I finally found Leaving Home again.

It stopped on a piece of land similar to Chi Lan.

I walked in, this is the other end of Wanggui Lake, the place where I didn't want to meet you back then.

The eyes are full of people dressed in green, everyone looks like you, but not you.

are you okayHave you ever returned to your hometown?

Do you remember me?Do you hate me?

You said that only those with a clear mind can enter Leaving Home for the second time, and now I am entering for the third time.Do you think it's a bit funny, anyway, even I can't believe it myself.

Is my mind clear?Maybe, because loving you is the one thing I see most clearly in my life.

I don't want to leave, it's very quiet here, the rustling of the bamboo forest at night is like you lying next to me and breathing softly.

After being stained with your blood, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, always afraid of dreaming that you were sitting under the Chonghua tree, soaked in blood.

I went back to Xizhou, but I was tired of watching those battles.

When I dismissed the last subordinate and gave up the position of consul, I realized how much I miss the days when I met you when I was away from home, and we joined hands when we first came out of the rivers and lakes.

I hardly heard from you, the only time I heard the elders mentioned that Guangmingtang was destroyed in Lingxi, and you were alone.

By the way, I had already entered the dark hall at that time.

Later, I never heard from you again, and I left the Dark Hall.

I wonder if Leaving Home will appear in Xizhou Continent.

So I kept looking.

I stayed in it for a long time, no one asked me about you, and I didn't take the initiative to say anything.Sometimes I hope I can see you again. If I see you, will I become the same fool as before and dare not go forward?But I believe that I will recognize you at the first sight, no matter what you become.I laughed when I thought about it, because I didn't dare to see you.

After all, I was not used to staying in one place, so I left again after two years.

You say I am the wind, but in fact I am just a fallen leaf in the wind, wandering without roots.

The moment I left my hometown, I decided not to worry about you anymore.

I believe you will be fine, I also want to start a new life.I may go to the corner of the continent to find out whether there is a new continent, or I may never find what I want, but at least I have to move forward.

I will never forget you.

If you have a chance...

I just want you to be happy.

Goodbye.

The author has something to say:

General Flying Scythe is offline!

Xue Suyi: Come on, get a lunch box.

Flying sickle: whaaaat?Why is my role so limited?

Mo Zelan: You are everywhere, be content!A male supporting role still thinks there are too few roles!

Yun Jiu: Is it because I have less roles?