He didn''t finish, because he saw Su Qingli''s slightly sarcastic eyes.
Her eyebrows and eyes are very cool, and her smile is also cool. The moonlight falls on her and is still very cold.
No temperature, no emotion.
"It''s me." Su Qingli played with the short knife in his hand, "how about it?"
I don''t know when, she suddenly felt that her young love was a little ridiculous.
She now occasionally remembered that she was really confused about how she fell in love with wind and snow, and even could tolerate him to hurt her so much.
Feng Guixue was a little stunned. He didn''t seem to expect her to answer so quickly. He frowned: "Li''er, did you have any conflict with Xi Wei?"
Su Qingli looked at him and didn''t speak. She just felt so funny that she didn''t want to answer this meaningless question.
Conflict?
He still asks if there is any conflict between them?
Su Qingli looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled, "can you tell me why you did that?"
"At the beginning?" the wind returned to the snow and was stunned.
"Yes, at the beginning." Su Qingli smiled lightly, but his eyes were cold. "Why did you put medicine in my meal? The medicine was dumb for me, and why did you break my tendons and cut my skin to Feng Xiwei?"
Now, she just wants an answer.
With the answer, she can completely bury the past and sacrifice her dead love before it blooms.
And every time he spits out a word, the face of wind returning to snow is pale.
His eyes were full of pain, and his body trembled slightly: "Li Er..."
"Return to snow." Su Qingli suddenly called out this long lost title. She smiled deeper, "tell me, why?"
However, this title brightened the eyes of the wind returning to the snow.
He was silent for a moment before he whispered, "Li''er, in that case, you can''t fight Xi Wei. If you win... Those people in the wind family will kill you and drive you out."
"Just because of this?" Su Qingli''s eyes were calm, as if it wasn''t her who had suffered these injuries. "Did you do this so that I wouldn''t be killed or expelled?"
Feng Guixue sighed, and the pain in her eyes was more intense: "Xiwei needs face, but she must be better than you. I have no way, Li''er. Only in this way can you stay."
He would rather have Li''er hurt than be killed or expelled from the wind''s house.
"Feng Xi wants face." Su Qingli nodded again and again. She smiled and burst into tears. "Don''t... I don''t want it?"
Besides, why should Feng Guixue make a decision for her?
The people of the wind family dare not kill her. Feng Xiwei drives her out at most.
In this way, she can also return to the holy yuan, which is much better than being trapped in the house with injuries.
For what?
What makes him decide her life?
"Li''er!" Feng Guixue only felt his heart ache. He wanted to hold her as usual, but Su Qingli easily avoided her.
"Don''t come near me." Su Qingli''s voice was faint. "Just stand there and don''t move."
She didn''t control her impulse to cry, so she let her tears flow down.
"Li''er?" looking at such Su Qingli, Feng Guixue only felt that his inner panic was getting bigger and bigger, as if there was something precious that was about to go away.
"Before returning home, I wanted to see you." Su Qingli smiled and wept, "because I really just want to know if you are worth my love."
She once thought that what "handle" wind returning to snow was in Feng Xiwei''s hand, so she would do such a thing.
But now, it''s not just that.
He did it to tie her to Feng''s house.
Among them, although it is provoked by the wind, it is also voluntary for the wind to return to snow.
She had wanted to ask him whether he loved her or cherished her. Now, there was no need.
"But today, I want to understand." Su Qingli looked up and tears were still falling. "You''re not worth it. You really make me sick."
This is the person she fell in love with for the first time. She gave the wrong heart!
In a word, Feng Guixue''s face turned white. He forced the startling waves in his heart: "Li''er, what are you talking about? Don''t tell such lies."
"Some of what I said to you in the past may be false, but the next sentence I said is true. It can''t be true anymore." Su Qingli shook his head, smiled and said slowly, "I don''t love you anymore. Guixue doesn''t love you at all."
——I don''t love you anymore.
——Guixue, shall I marry you later?
Feng Guixue was suddenly stunned. For a long time, he laughed, but with some desolation: "Li''er, don''t joke like this, you said... You want to marry me and let me be your only king husband."
"You know, I never joke." Su Qingli''s eyes were faint. "What I said was golden."
She is the queen of the yuan!
The body of Feng Guixue was shocked, and the blood color on his lips faded clean.
Su Qingli looked at him and whispered two words: "bye."
The past is buried today.
Feng Guixue stood there stunned. His face was too pale and almost integrated with the moonlight.
Seeing that he didn''t mean to go, Su Qingli raised his feet and walked outside.
Just in time, go outside and find a tavern to ease your mood.
Su Qingli also ignored the sound of "Li''er" behind her. She quickly went out of the wind and found a nearest pub.
At the moment, the night was very deep. There was only one light in the tavern. The shopkeeper was sleepy when he leaned aside. When he saw a guest coming, he slowly put the wine jar up.
It was very quiet around. Su Qingli directly picked up the wine jar and drank.
More than ten jars in a row passed, and she was already drunk. She lay on the table, her eyes dim.
The shopkeeper looked more and shook his head: "another frustrated man."
I don''t know when it began to rain. The wooden door creaked and reflected a pair of exquisite silver boots.
The visitor was holding an umbrella and tall. When he came in, he stood at the table and looked at the half awake and half asleep woman.
"Ten..." the shopkeeper was surprised. Just about to speak, Fusu stretched out his index finger to his lips and motioned not to make a sound.
He put away his umbrella, sat down next to Su Qingli, and said softly, "Li Er?"
Su Qingli opened his eyes slightly. Vaguely, he could only see a beautiful face. His eyes moved down and fell on his hands: "it was you..."
Fusu''s eyes narrowed slightly: "who am I?"
"I''ve been looking for you for a long time." Su Qingli seemed not to hear and fainted. "Your hands are still so beautiful."
Fusu was silent. It seemed that he was really drunk and only recognized his hand.
"Hello." Su Qingli raised his hand, hugged his neck and tilted his head. "Are you always following me? Otherwise, why do you appear every time I get hurt?"
Fusu was slightly stunned. He raised his hand, but he didn''t know what to do.
"I''m so sad." Su Qingli buried her head in her chest and choked in a low voice, "how could I have loved such a person before?"
Hearing this, Fusu''s heart suddenly shook.
He couldn''t help it. He held her on his lap and comforted her: "I''m not sad. Shall I help you kill him?"
"You know what? I didn''t even dare to cry before." Su Qingli didn''t know what he was talking about, muttering, "when I was too young, I could only sleep two hours a day. The Taifu told me that crying meant weakness. I was the king of Shengyuan, and I couldn''t cry."
Fusu held her tighter, and her voice became hoarse: "you can cry now. If you want to cry, cry. I''ll listen to you."
Su Qingli was silent for a while, and really cried out, crying very sad.
She cried and cried, and fatigue and drunkenness rushed up together. After a long time, she fell asleep.
When she fell asleep, she curled up like a newborn milk cat.
Fusu hugged her and glanced at her. When he saw a piece of paper soaked with tears next to the wine jar, he suddenly stopped.
The pen and ink on the paper are still wet. It is obvious that they have just finished writing.
It''s a farewell book, but it''s only a few lines, but it''s almost half a lifetime.
Fusu looked at it, and his eyes coagulated.
"A song of floating life, drunk into the dream of nothingness, forgetting the river for several times.
Two butterflies play and dance, spring in March, green willow leaves are sparse.
Four misty rain, five red candles, six arts lose.
The seven strings caress, the time flows, and the Chinese actually stop. It is difficult to carry on for eight years.
Kyushu past barren, loess and white bones, in the end each different way.
After ten years of wrong payment, the peach blossoms fade away, and the water runs dry.
All kinds of loneliness, now looking back, leaning on the building to look at the old capital.
It is difficult to bear for thousands of years. The green silk is even snowy and dusty, and the flowers are full of thousands of trees.
Recalling the first encounter that year, who wrote the word "love"?
When the foreshadowing book reaches the deepest love, there are thousands of words of sadness and thousands of words of madness and anger, and no one complains.
Drink a few pots of a hundred cups of spirits in a restaurant, and the charm covers the drunken step.
Cherish the spring breeze, the clouds are rolling and comfortable, and ten feet away from the world of mortals.
Jiuxiao solo dance, Zhu Yan hidden in the Jianghu.
On the way back from the eight wastelands, the fate of the earth is bound by itself, and the destiny is hard to forgive.
Seven emotions and six desires entangle a few, and cause and effect are wrong in the end.
The only way is that the five colors of China are gone. How can it be day and night?
Four words leave the book, and writing becomes a fu.
In a few words, Acacia goes to the bone and the old days overturn.
I just want to be the same as before and don''t lose my heart. "
When Fusu saw the end, an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart.
This mood made him want to kill the wind and snow now.
"Don''t lose heart?" Fu Su smiled gently and shook his head, "silly Li''er."
Since he could write all this down, it proved that Su Qingli didn''t care at all.
That''s good.
Fusu folded the paper and put it away. Then he bent over and picked up the sleeping man. Without an umbrella, he went straight into the rain curtain,
However, the raindrops were automatically avoided, and the top of the clothes was not wet.
In the fog and rain, it becomes a scenery.
Fusu slightly hooked his lips. He looked forward to what the silly girl would look like the next day.
**
The next day.
Jun Mu accepted Su Qingli''s appointment and went to the transmission array early in the morning and arrived at Feng''s house.
There were two people beside him, Mu Ying and Mu Nuan.
"Sister, sister hug." Mu Nuan picked Jun Mu Qian''s clothes, "I want sister hug."
Mu Ying directly lifted her up, and her face was very black: "how old are you and let others hold you?"
Really, someone came out and robbed his sister without paying attention.
Mu Nuan blinked and snorted, "brother, don''t be jealous of me. It''s useless to be jealous."
"I''m jealous?" Mu Ying smiled. "I''ll be jealous of you? I think you deserve a beating."
Jun Muqian couldn''t see it anymore. She was a little helpless: "brother, don''t be fierce and warm. She''s going to cry."
She now believes that her brother scared other peers to cry.
Mu Ying''s look was stiff. He threw Mu Nuan down unhappily: "little girl, really fine."
Mu Nuan rubbed his ass, hummed twice and muttered, "if your heart wasn''t cleaner, I wouldn''t pay attention to you."
The three entered Feng''s house one after another. Feng Chi''s eyes lit up when he was waiting: "ouch, shadow, are you here too?"
Mu Ying glanced at him and didn''t speak.
Feng Chi shut up wisely. He doesn''t want to be beaten.
"Brother Feng." Jun Mu nodded, "can you take a way?"
"Of course." Feng Chi was happy, "you came early and just got a good position."
Jun Mu Qian and several people came to the already prepared hall with the wind. As expected, there were only a few people.
However, Feng Xiwei was already present.
She looked up and saw the woman in purple at a glance. She suddenly showed a smile: "younger sister, you''re all right."
"Sorry, I''m sick." Jun Muqian didn''t give her face, chose a position and sat down.
Feng Xi smiled. Instead, he came forward: "younger sister shallow is friendly with younger sister Li. Come so early, but help for younger sister Li?"
Your admiration is shallow and your expression is indifferent.
"However, Sister Li hasn''t come yet." Feng Xiwei pretends to be confused, "and I just went to call her, but there is no one in the room. Does sister shallow know where Sister Li has gone?"
Jun Mu''s eyes narrowed slightly and smiled: "drinking more hot water is good for your health."
The wind was stunned.
Jun Mu Qian took the tea cup and said, "mind your own business and live a long life."
Mu Nuan beside him couldn''t help laughing.
Feng Xiwei just reacted. This sentence is satirizing her.
She smiled coldly: "don''t blame me for not reminding you. Feng Guixue went to find her yesterday. Did you say she would be stimulated to commit suicide?"
Jun Mu Qian looked motionless and ignored him.
She knew Su Qingli. The little queen would never do such a stupid thing.
It is estimated that some people were out of the way and went out for a night.
Jun Muqian guessed some, but she really didn''t know and couldn''t think of more.
At this time, Su Qingli
A digression
Su Qingli is probably the first character to live completely. Her feelings are much more complicated.
I wrote this farewell book in imitation of Zhuo Wenjun ~ from 100 million to 100 million and then to one. Some numbers are function words. Don''t care too much, ha ha.
The queen is more talented, which is one of the reasons why she chases her wife. Let''s not mention those involving spoilers and important plots
I didn''t write according to other songs. See if I can find someone who can compose music and show it to you~
PS: collect your favorite supporting roles at present, which can be a pair or one. You can describe the characters'' actions in words.
For example, Fufeng and cangyue, one carrying the other~
There is a prize for those who stay (only genuine)
After thinking about it, I don''t know if you''ve seen teacup dog. Light beauty is probably like that~