Winter nights are always dark and heavy.

As if with weight, gently pressing on this earthly world, and then rolling up the cool night breeze, it makes people feel like the night will last forever, and they will never see the moment when the dawn comes.

Chu Xingyue fell asleep deeply, but she was not at all restless in her sleep.

In the dream, she returned to the dense forest with branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun, she was coerced by Zhuo Lang to hang by a thread, and at the moment of life and death, someone pushed her away hard, and she knew in her heart who the person who pushed him away was, so when she felt a hot stream of blood spraying on her face, her tears almost burst out of her eyes, and then, crying loudly The name of that person: "Yuan Feng!" ”

She cried and fell to her knees, crying hysterically as she hugged the man whose chest had been dug out of a big hole, she was in pain and screaming, wishing that she could not stop the bleeding growing on her body at this moment; What Zhuo Lang wants is her life, why would he be the one who dies in the end?

Obviously, she is the most damned one, why is she the only one alive in the future.

She hugged Yuan Feng's body that gradually began to become cold and began to regret and blame herself, praying in her heart that God could let time go back to the past, as long as she could save Yuan Feng's life, she was willing to give everything in exchange, even if it was her happiness.

Just when she was crying, a calm voice came out of Yuan Feng's dying mouth: "Do you want him to live and let me die instead of him?" ”

This voice was too familiar to Chu Xingyue, because she had been tightly embraced by this person countless times, and he used this voice to pour out his love for her in her ear one after another.

Therefore, when she suddenly heard this voice, Chu Xingyue's whole person froze, and with a look of disbelief in her eyes, she slowly lowered her head and looked at the person in her arms.

The person in his arms was still seriously injured and dying, but that face gradually changed from Yuan Feng's face to Zhao Ling's.

Chu Xingyue felt that she was dreaming, she raised her blood-stained hand and kept rubbing her eyes, while rubbing, she kept whispering in her mouth as if she had lost her soul - impossible! It's absolutely impossible! No, it won't! …… I, I read it wrong! I must have read it wrong.

Zhao Ling took her hand away, looked at her with astigmatized eyes, and asked her: "You care so much about Yuan Feng, you can sacrifice everything for him, I also belong to you, can even I be sacrificed together." ”

The tears that had been accumulating in her eyes suddenly fell down in large quantities, she blurred her vision, there was no hysteria just now, but her whole heart seemed to have been hollowed out, especially when she saw his eyes that were gradually losing their vitality, she felt like someone had choked her throat and opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.

But Zhao Ling continued to look at her as if he had heard her answer, and said, "You are with me, you have never really liked me, have you?" With me, you just want to survive in this place that is strange to you, don't you? I can protect you, I can accept you without reservation after you leave willfully, I can give you everything you want, and I can even call for you to come and go; That's why you've never cherished me, so you've chosen to abandon me again and again, haven't you? ”

Chu Xingyue shook her head, almost forcefully, she wanted to tell him that what he said was not true, and that she had never thought that she would leave him one day during the time she was with him; She really wants to be with him forever and live a happy life.

But Zhao Ling shook his head as if he couldn't see her, and the smile on his face was filled with infinite sadness and loneliness: "It's that I understand too late, I don't know that what I got is not love at all, it's that I know too late, and now I know that in your heart, if you really pretend to be someone, then this person won't be me." Chu Xingyue, do you know that loving someone will be tiring, especially loving someone who doesn't love you, it will be even harder; This time I learned that I don't need to let you take the initiative to push me away, this time I will change and push you away. ”

After saying this, Zhao Ling closed her eyes quietly, leaving only a shallow smile on her face, which made her burst into tears.

Feeling the temperature of the person in his arms quickly turning cold, watching his ruddy cheeks gradually turn pale, Chu Xingyue was almost half-lying on top of him, holding his face with trembling hands, and opened her mouth wide to call his name, but she was like she had lost her voice, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shout anymore.

If Yuan Feng's death made her almost collapse, then the moment she saw Zhao Ling's life disappearing by her side little by little, she felt that the whole world had become a white expanse; All the people and things around him were gone, only the two of them, he lay there quietly with his eyes closed, while she, with tears on her face, hugged him, slapped him, and begged him to wake him up.

"Miss? …… Miss? …… Miss, wake up?! ”

Chu Xingyue woke up abruptly in the gentle shaking of Chun Xing, and when she opened her eyes full of tears, two large tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, almost in the blink of an eye, slid to her sideburns, and burrowed into her jet-black hair.

It was the first time for Chun Xing to see Chu Xingyue crying so much, and she was still crying in a dream, thinking of the name that Miss dreamed of in her dream, Chun Xing's heart was slightly bitter; Then he helped Chu Xingyue, who was still a little distracted, and personally brought warm water to her, and said, "Miss, what are you dreaming about, why are you crying so much?" The slave maid slept on the small bed outside, and was awakened by your crying, and just now the slave and maid called you by the bedside for a long time, almost thinking that you were going to be a nightmare, and was so shocked that she almost called Xiao Gongzi and Hu Gongzi. ”

When Chu Xingyue felt Chun Xing stuff a cup of warm water into her hand, she came back to her senses in a trance; Then, he looked around with a pair of tear-stained eyes, and when he was sure that this was Qulan Town and not the capital, the uneasy heart hanging high was completely steady.

Chu Xingyue took a few sips of water lightly, then took the handkerchief handed over by Chun Xing and gently wiped her face, saying, "Oh, it's just a nightmare, there's no need to make a fuss; These days, Ruiyuan and Hu Chong are very hard, so try not to disturb them if they have nothing to do. ”

Chun Xing nodded obediently, and then looked at Chu Xingyue who was leaning on the pillow with some hesitation, she had a question that she had been holding in her heart, in fact, she knew that she shouldn't have asked this question at this time, but seeing that the young lady was crying so sadly in her sleep just now, Chun Xing thought that it was still necessary for her to ask.

"Miss, did you dream of the prince in your dream? What happened to him? Why do you keep calling his name and begging him not to let him go? ”

Chu Xingyue didn't know that she had said these words in her dream, and looked at Chun Xing in almost surprise: "You say, I mentioned Zhao Ling in my dream just now?" ”

"Yes, miss, you don't know that you are crying uncomfortably, holding the slave's hand tightly, and shouting not to let the prince leave; Miss, did the prince go somewhere in your dreams? Why are you so afraid of his departure? ”

Looking at Chunxing's translucent eyes, Chu Xingyue subconsciously turned her head, obviously reluctant to answer this question.

In the dream, Zhao Ling died, and Yuan Feng was alive by her side; She witnessed Zhao Ling's death and once again experienced the abandonment of her relatives by her relatives, but Zhao Ling's death was almost devastating for her; Because the moment she saw him close his eyes, a thought kept coming to her heart and mind, and that thought became stronger and stronger, so strong that she almost couldn't control herself.

That is—she doesn't want him to leave alone, she wants to go with him.

It's just that Chu Xingyue is inconvenient to tell Chun Xing these words, lest this thoughtful girl think too much, so after she took another teacup and drank a sip of water, she replied to her: "I dreamed that we met Zhao Ling for the last time when we left the capital, and I also dreamed that he was seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards, living a happier life than a fairy; I was unwilling, so I cried angrily. ”

Chunxing didn't expect that the question she asked cautiously ended up with such an 'unexpected' answer, and she was so depressed that she almost beat her chest on the spot.

"Miss, you're not kidding me, are you? That's why you're crying like you're about to die? ”

Chu Xingyue looked at Chunxing's deflated expression, Chu Xingyue shrugged her shoulders with a relaxed expression, and said, "Otherwise?" What do you think it is? I followed Zhao Ling as a husband and wife, even if I parted ways from now on, his influence and significance to me still existed; And you look at us now, one by one, living like monks, living incognito and hiding from the people around us every day, living a life full of trembling and lies, let's put it this way, we are now comparable to the unspeakable mouse, living in hiding in Tibet; But what about Zhao Ling? The life he lives is simply the other extreme compared to ours, in the dream he is about to go crazy, and I am angry with him and about to die, which is reasonable. ”

Chunxing really doesn't want to chat with her own lady at all, and the things in her dreams can be taken seriously? And can you cry alive? Thinking about the size of the world, I'm afraid only Miss can do this kind of thing.

Seeing that Chun Xing was reluctant to say more to herself, and looked like she was about to leave, Chu Xingyue hurriedly shouted to her: "Chun Xing, I have something I want you to help with." ”