612.Chapter 612: Couldn't We Be Together?
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"Otherwise, I will be very upset.
"Fujiao, can you promise me, don't lose weight anymore, you have to live like me, live well, we live the same long, the same long, don't die, okay?
Xiyan stepped on the footprints one by one, walked behind her, and covered his big feet along these footprints, which already made him happy.
"Fujiao, don't you don't speak, okay?"
But Fu Zheng didn't know what to say, and when he saw her again, she was not at all the happy look she said she said, there was anxiety, panic, and worry in her eyes, and happiness and satisfaction were only a little bit of it.
They turned into the alley, and went forward, and went further, and at the end of the alley, there was a small courtyard.
Xiyan remembered that when she first came here, such a long courtyard, but she ran to the end in three steps and two steps, she knocked on the door fiercely, with longing and excitement, and saw the catastrophe that had died tragically in her previous life.
He's still so gentle and beautiful.
She still walked in front of this small alley road, and as she walked, the peach tree in the courtyard was the same as the peach blossom tree in the backyard of her palace, blooming and bearing fruit in all seasons, making people never feel lonely.
They are the best companions, can soothe people's lovesickness, can soothe people's lovesick tears.
Peach petals fluttered and snowflakes fell outside the wall, as if to welcome them home.
At this moment, except for the sound of Xiyan creaking and stepping on the snow, there seemed to be no sound between heaven and earth.
Finally arrived at the entrance of the yard, she put the lock, smiled, once when her cousin disappeared, she also came to lock it, the scene at that time, every scene was vivid in front of her, and the mood at that time was still so clear.
The robber stepped forward and touched it lightly, and the lock opened.
It turned out that this lock had never been locked at all, he just hoped that one day, when his Xi'er came, he would find that the lock was not locked, and he felt warm, but now Xi'er has not come.
The smile on the corner of his mouth and the loneliness in his eyes have long been ********, and they do not carry any lethality.
Entering the courtyard, there was a fire burning inside, which was very warm.
After Xiyan entered, he found that everything was as usual, and nothing had changed. Once here, she accompanied him in the development of anthers day and night. At that time, they were strangers, but they had long since lost the sense of strangeness.
By the fire, two chairs, one with soft cotton cushions and one without.
The one who didn't sit on the robbery, Yan, "My Xi'er, sit down and roast the fire." β
Xiyan didn't sit down, and the wetness in his eyes didn't hide anything, "Fu Zheng, how are you?" She lifted her lips slightly, "No, you're not good, why are you worrying me?" β
As if only in this way would he feel that he was still alive, and smiled softly: "Sit down, you are already cold." β
"Robbery, you haven't answered my question yet? Where have you been for more than a year? β
When he said goodbye, he also said that he would definitely come to snatch her, but he didn't, he was not afraid that he wouldn't be able to snatch her, but he wanted her to be stable, live a peaceful life, and live a peaceful life with the person she loved the most.
Every sound of "Robbery ......" is distressed.
"I've been traveling for four months, the ends of the earth, it's all white, I don't know if I'm chasing the snow, or the snow is chasing me, and when I come here, I find that it's also white, hehe...... It makes me feel like I've turned into a snowflake. β
His voice is so good, his heart is so soft, he is still the one who helps the troubled world to be peaceful, and the heart is difficult to warm.
"Robbery," Xiyan was distressed, but she smiled, "You're not a snowflake, you can sit by the fire." Me neither, and I sit down too. β
She didn't want to be sad any longer, and they finally met again.
Finally.
After sitting down, like an old friend, she stretched out her hand and roasted the fire, and no one said a word for a long time.
It was this feeling that all the restlessness and depression in her heart were smoothed out.
"Fujiao," she didn't raise her eyes, still gently, "did you go to the peach forest?" "The place where I promised to marry you, you went, didn't you?
Do you remember that place?
Tears slammed into the brazier in front of him.
Fu Zheng's heart seemed to be still in the white earth, his eyes were as soft as water, and he said, "Xi'er still cares about me?" β
"Of course I care about you. Because you are my ......," she raised her eyes, "I am my friend, my benefactor, just like my fate, they are all benefactors who have saved me, and I have not exchanged your kindness in my life, so you all have to be well." She suddenly deliberately mentioned her long-cherished fate, because she was afraid that she would fall in love with this feeling, and she was afraid that she would want to take her children with him.
Escape from this chaotic life.
However, she was afraid, she still had Chu Yan, the man who was also in the fire and water, working hard to realize his wishes.
"What am I talking to Xi'er?" He frowned suddenly, as if he had asked a difficult question.
Xiyan grinned and frowned slightly, "Friend...... Friend. β
Yes, she wants to control herself, she wants to make Fu Zai feel that he is just a friend in her heart, and nothing else.
How cruel!
Both slipped into tears.
Fu Ji suddenly smiled, "Thank you." β
Xiyan also laughed, "Thank you, I should have said it." β
She forced herself to tell herself that she couldn't be so sad with the helper, because she would break the embankment, she would confide in him all her unhappiness, she didn't want that, she wanted to take it easy, and not see the person on the other side as a robbery who regarded her as a life, but a rescue just like an old friend who hadn't seen her for a long time.
She knew that she had been in her own hands, and he in white seemed to be transparent and would disappear at any moment.
"Ah, Help, you don't know, do you? A letter to Shufen written by Su Yuan around the Mid-Autumn Festival, I, it said that you are here, it's good, hehe...... How nice it is that you can still meet and talk about the past! β
Fu Zheng still said softly: "Yes, I and Suyuan are indeed the Mid-Autumn Festival together." β
"Hehe......" Xiyan didn't know how far-fetched his laughter was, obviously his eyes were hurt, but he wanted to force himself to laugh.
"Xi'er,"
"Don't call me that!" Xi Yan suddenly stepped back, almost kicking over the stove. "Don't do that!"
"Xi'er," Fu Jiao called out again, staring at the big tears that fell from her, can't they be together in this life? Is it really impossible?
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