"Let's get along with the few days, otherwise it may be too late to regret it later."

A figure muttered in a low voice alone, and then gently skimmed over the place, meeting and going with the wind.

Passing through the pavilion and crossing the flower corridor, a glimmer of oblique moon faintly penetrated the heart of the tree, and in the gaps between the empty branches everywhere, it was unimpeded and very quiet.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.

Drunk deeply, sleeping deeply, dreaming deeply.

Unconsciously, the faint afterglow faded away, leaving a faint light in the endless sky. Quietly, slowly, the shimmer expanded, expanded, until it spread and took over the night.

It turned out to be,

In the night he was gone,

At dawn he came again.

"Yiyang, I don't know how to face you, it seems that we are destined to be separated, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep even these few days. Forget it, so be it, I lied to you anyway. I hope you ...... May you be safe, and may you find her......"

He said softly to Li Yiyang, his voice was very soft, very weak, he couldn't hear what it was, and he couldn't understand what he was talking about?

He pushed open the door, and let the breeze and flowers permeate into the room at will, wetting every minute of fragrance and every inch of streamer. He walked out of the door slowly, and at the last moment, his figure froze, as if something had suddenly come to mind, so he turned back to the pear blossom and pineapple desk, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and waved it freely for a moment.

Then he pushed the door open and walked out, and since then, he has never looked back.

The aroma is still lingering, reluctantly reminiscent on the table, scattered in the ink.

He left nothing but a letter, which he said was a letter, but it was not a letter. After all, there was no envelope in this letter, only a piece of paper full of handwriting and a pen that had not been dried.

The pen is painted with a breeze and the moon, and the paper is written with light clouds and meteors.

"Xianfeng, Xianfeng......"

He shouted for a long time, but no one answered. Li Yiyang sat up suddenly, looking around for Wang Xianfeng's figure, but he could see all the corners of the room, but he still didn't find the slightest bit about him.

Li Yiyang couldn't help but secretly make doubts, he was thinking, where did Wang Xianfeng go? When did he leave?

Doubts circled in his heart, circling around, disturbing his mind and restlessness, however, when he was distressed and unable to extricate himself, in a trance, he glimpsed a faint piece of paper on the table in the corner of his eyebrows.

He hadn't paid much attention to the piece of paper, and he wasn't going to pick it up and open it. But the weak voice in the depths of his heart kept calling him to get the paper and open it.

So, he slowly lifted the quilt, put on his clothes, and walked over to the pear blossom wood wooden table.

I moved the pen, picked up the paper, and took a closer look, only to find that the paper was crystal clear, and there were faint wisps of black traces on it, but it was just because of the light and shadow, and it looked white and a little clear.

Gently open the paper, slowly stroking along the fold marks that seem to have existed for a long time, and the black stains that were already faintly visible gradually become clearer and clearer as the paper is opened. Those veins and veins are so vivid, like winding silk and Qianmo paths, intertwined and complex.

Where is the paper not crystalline, it is this deep ink like night, and it is not clear prominently. One word, two words, one line of words, two lines of words, back and forth, up and down, with the constant movement of his eyes, he finally barely saw this tough and beautiful little seal completely, and ate it cleanly.

In an instant, uneasiness and doubts were like tenacious weeds in spring, crawling all over his heart and occupying every soil in his heart.

Why is this happening?

How so?

Why?

……

"Yiyang, although I am very reluctant to you, but sometimes I have to be reluctant to give up, rather than a long pain, a deeper injury, it is better to have a short pain. So, let's not meet again. Forever and ever......"

The bits and pieces of the past appeared in his heart and lingered in his heart, as if to let him know that these pasts, these memories, would turn into dust, scattered in the sea of stars, and no longer exist.

Better a finger off than always aching.

Life after life,

Forever and ever,

See each other again

……

A burst of pain spread from the heart to the limbs, and then from the limbs to the heart in an instant, back and forth, like an appendage, the pain was unbearable, and the pain was unbearable.

A breeze, gently blowing, he is like a falling flower, drifting in the fragrance of summer with the wind, falling back under the curtain of afterglow, and falling.

At that moment, the world became quiet.

Time goes round and round, and time stops and stays.

But it's just that the flowers bloomed, the flowers failed, the wind came, and the wind went away.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Everything is ready, and the time just has to come.

On the second day of the first month of June, the gongs and drums are noisy, the firecrackers are roaring, and the palace is full of pleasant heavenly music, which seems to be very lively. On both sides of the white marble aisle, there are two lines of palace people, one after the other, stretching endlessly. Since noon, a few guards slowly came out, followed by an eight-foot silk sedan chair embroidered with the pattern of two dragons playing with pearls, under the light of the sun, the night pearl inlaid on the mouth of the two dragons looked shining.

Suddenly, a sound resounded through the sky, throughout the palace.

"Your Majesty departs, everyone kneels."

After the voice was finished, everyone knelt. One after the other, like undulating ripples, spectacular and beautiful.

The voice echoed again.

"Kneel again."

Everyone knelt down again, and just like that, the sound was repeated three times, and everyone knelt three times, and the ripples rose and fell three times.

finally

When the time came,

The east wind also came.

After that day, he never saw that person again, and that person was as if a wisp of green smoke had vanished in the sun, and had disappeared, leaving only a letter that was not a letter.

Without thinking so much, Li Yiyang followed closely behind the sedan chair and lowered his head, for fear that those people on the side of the road would recognize him. In this way, after walking for a long, long time, the road to the palace is so long that you can't see the edge at a glance, and you can't walk at the end of a single step.

At the gate of the palace, the sedan chair stopped, and a man wearing a splendid dragon costume walked out of the sedan chair, and with the support of everyone, he stepped into another luxurious and graceful royal carriage full of luxury.

If you look closely, countless crowds of people and horses follow behind, symbolizing the dignity of the royal family and showing the importance of this visit. And he kept walking behind, without a carriage to carry him, no horses to carry him, no status, and naturally no sense of existence. The person who found him this is really an idle position, which is really troublesome, but it is a little hard for him.

He thought like this, it couldn't be that the person felt that he had found such a bitter and tiring position, and he was afraid that he would feel sorry for him, so he left him.

But he wondered why such a trivial matter could be so. That man has been with him for so long, don't you know who he is? Some sad, some confused. However, this is at least much better than the doubts that didn't know anything before, and it's not so uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, he didn't feel bitter or tired, as if the hardships and fatigue on the road had turned into a breeze and blew into the distance.

He was finally on his journey, on the same path she had ever walked, and one step closer to her.

Mount Tai seals Zen, close to the end of the world.

The road is full of blue, and the sky is full of white clouds. The birds in the trees kept chirping and playing, as if telling about the hardships of the journey and understanding their sorrows. I don't know how many days and nights, he never rested, and I don't know how many sunrises, he collapsed in exhaustion.

He didn't have to be so tired, but the gold and silver he was carrying were like heavy mountain peaks, pressing on his back, making him breathless and unable to slow down.

It's not that he is material, and it's definitely not that he is greedy for wealth, it's just that that person left it to him, his best friend, left to him. He didn't want to take those things with him, but he had never seen that person since that day, so all the things that that person gave him turned into lovesickness in an instant, and sorrow entered his heart and spleen.

He also wanted to escape, but it was not easy to leave blatantly, although he was an idle person who no one noticed, but it was not transparent air, which made people invisible and intangible.

Again,

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Everything is still only one time missing.

I still remember that day, that night, that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

That night, the army was still resting and recuperating, tired from a day's work, exhausted, holding on to the last bit of faith, insisting on hurrying. I didn't have any other thoughts on anything else, and I didn't have any precautions at all. So, he was successfully ambushed, but fortunately there were no casualties and nothing happened, just creating an opportunity for him.

Therefore, he was finally able to escape. But he still couldn't understand why the bandits robbed, but did not hurt people, did not rob money, just for the sake of a big chaos. He didn't understand it all the time, he didn't understand it, and it wasn't until later that he finally had an epiphany.

That night, it was dark and the people were tired, and the bandits silently approached the army and the crowd that were sinking into a deep and tired state. Originally, the army, which had always been nervous, was alone tonight, extremely relaxed, as if it had expected that there would be no casualties, or that it was destined by God.

The evening breeze comes and goes, making people feel more comfortable. And at this moment, a large number of black shadows came out of the grass, firmly surrounding the chariots, horses and the army, and the water could not be passed. The soldiers were so used to relaxation that some had even fallen asleep. But the sudden scene makes anyone ready immediately. So, like deflated ducks, they forgot to resist, or they couldn't resist, so they could only flee and scream everywhere.

Just when everyone wanted to die, something strange happened, all the figures did not hurt anyone, nor did they rob money, but quickly disappeared, disappeared into the ink, scattered in the grass.

Although the stars at night are only a little bit, they are still like the sun, illuminating his unknown path and wishes.

Everything

The east wind has also come?

But where are you?

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