Tao Yao has accompanied Shuyi in this boxy courtyard for seven years, each year is nothing special, as usual, even the dishes have not changed, there is no New Year's flavor.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the eight years of serving with me are like a day every year, and every day is the same when I recall it, Shuyi is reading or practicing in the study from morning to bedtime, and the eight years are like a day, without exception.

She thought he was such a cold character, and he didn't care much about anything. She also thought that the life of Wuxinju would always be as plain as water......

Knowing that the appearance of the painting heart is like a fire falling on an iceberg, let the spring flowers begin to bloom here, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

Now in his eighth year, he is happy with his family inside the wall, but she is alone outside the wall.

Tonight, it was supposed to be her cave candle!

He just didn't spend time with her like before, never cared about her emotions, and never cared about her life or death......

No, she must go in!

She can't make them happy!

Tao Yao's hand that was ground by the stone and flesh was so bloody that he clasped the stone edge on the high wall, slowly moved to the inside of the stone wall inch by inch, gritted his teeth and climbed up, and when he touched the edge of the inner wall, he was suddenly stunned.

There's even a layer of enchantment in there!

When it touched that layer of enchantment, the half leg that Tao Yao had struggled to lift up almost slipped down again.

How could he!

Shuyi, how could he be so ruthless to her!

He didn't leave her the slightest possibility of entering the Heartless Residence!

But she still didn't want to give up.

When the last rays of the western sky fell, Tao Yao finally climbed the high wall of Wuxinju, she thought that she could finally go in......

But when she reached out and touched the void in the courtyard, the invisible but palpable ice curtain was cold to the bone.

At the same time, her heart is cold.

The wall is no more than half a foot wide, and Tao Yao inevitably has to cling to the ice curtain when he sits on it, so cold, so cold that even the original biting cold wind blows, and he feels that it is a warm breeze.

I can't figure out what kind of spell this is, so let's not say it's broken. No matter how unwilling she is, there is nothing she can do, and stalemate is the only thing she can do.

Lying on the ice curtain, Tao Yao supported the eaves of the wall with both hands to maintain her balance, she struggled to raise her eyes to look at the familiar grass and trees in Wuxinju, watching the night gradually sink and the house was brightly lit.

The warm light, but it was not her who was warm.

Wearing the crowd of people passing by, hanging lanterns, sticking door couplets, door couplets, pen full of dragon and snake leaping, vaguely looking at the handwriting of Shuyi, stroke by stroke is the seventh-order poem of the heart of the painting.

The most eye-catching but also the most favorite sentence of Shuyi is: calligraphy and painting have been together for a long time, and Yixin will always be together.

Shuyi pasted it in front of the most conspicuous main hall, although this sentence is simple, but it expresses his life's wish.

It can be seen that he has intentions.

What she had longed for, the persistent tenderness of the past life and this life, he gave it all to another woman without hesitation.

Such a noble and indifferent god monarch, but for a woman, as humble as she is to the dust to please ......

"God, what is the principle of heaven, and what is the equality of all beings, why does the painting heart have nothing to do, you can sit on everything, and I have tried my best, but I have nothing!"

Tao Yao couldn't shed tears in her eyes, even the blood was coagulated, and all the grief and unwillingness gathered in her eyes condensed into frost and snow, covering up the warmth of the world in front of her but had nothing to do with her.

"Everything I want to have, I see it today, but I can't touch it......"

The last sentence overflowed from the corner of his mouth and froze again......

Seven senses were lost, she thought, she was going to die......

It turned out that he really, no, left her a way to live.

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