Seeing that Shuyi has always turned a blind eye to himself, Huaxin has been so neglected, and the grievances in his heart are even stronger for a while.

It's been a few days, and she's been patient, ever since she's returned to the Heartless House, or rather, since she's come out of the stargazing platform, overwhelmed by the secrets she can't tell and the responsibilities that can't be shirked.

She thought that this would be the last home of her long life, and he Shuyi would accompany her on the last journey of her long life.

But he is finally going to let go.

Huaxin just stood like that, staring at him indistinctly, unable to say a thousand words in his heart.

You nerd, you don't understand anything.

It's okay, you stay, you don't understand anything.

In the past few days, I have explained everything in the future, please leave the deception, entrust the orphan to the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, give the treasure to protect Xiaojiu, and the last thing is to take a concubine to keep your life Chang'an.

Tao Yao, I chose it for you, I don't want you to die alone, and I don't want your first child to be left unattended, I'm afraid that you will really die with me, so I want to find someone to protect you.

I know she's not the best choice, but I don't have a better choice.

Because I can't protect you anymore.

The year after the Tribulation is approaching, just as 10,000 years ago when the vast tract of Manju Sawa withered and my life dried up, I waited for fate and death day by day.

Ah Yi, to this day, have you ever found that fate is fate, and you have never changed it.

Back then, you went against the sky and forcibly continued my life, and now fate has arranged for you to come again, destroy my mysteries, peep into my heavenly opportunities, and force me into a desperate situation step by step.

Let me be willing, and die for you.

Fate, you and I have never escaped.

A thousand words choked in my throat, and I wanted to say it and then I gave it up.

Huaxin stood quietly in front of the door, how could he tell him this?

If he had told him, what he was afraid of burning would not be this place of calligraphy and painting, but the entire Eight Desolations and the World.

Shuyi knew she was coming, but she never looked up.

He burned the paintings very slowly, slowly unfolding one scroll after another, as if he was watching, as if he was reminiscing, and then threw them into the furnace, letting the tongue of fire swallow inch by inch to extinguish his heart.

Roll by roll, burned, and the last roll was the one hanging on the wall.

The painting made by Shuyi, the word of the heart inscription.

That volume, Shu Yi held it between his fingers and read it for a long, long time.

"Only by admiring books can we know how to be clear and easy, and if we read the paintings, we will not forget our original intentions. Shuyi groaned lowly, as if sighing.

Carrying his slender fingers, which are as clear as jade bones, he carefully traced one stroke at a time, as if he wanted to carve it into his heart.

"Nian Jun knows how to paint ......" the painting heart murmured, only to feel that the sourness in his heart could not be increased.

Reading Jun knows the painting, but Jun doesn't know.

"Draw your heart, from now on, you can go wherever you want, all living beings, you will love whoever you like. Shu Yi raised his sleeves and slowly moved the last scroll of paintings to the stove, the fire was fierce, and he said in a cold voice, "Between you and me, the past and the past, are all painted like this, and they are burned." ”

The voice, cold, but choked with three points.

It's sad to listen to.

When the sound fell, the jade finger loosened, the picture scroll fell, and the emotion in the eyes was indescribable.

As if seeing a prey that can be gluttonous, tongues of fire compete to climb up, and what falls into the sea of fire at the same time as the scroll is a pair of slender fingers as white as jade.

The incense burner was overturned in an instant, and the splashing sparks burst out, burning several pitch-black holes in the brocade robes, like their hearts that had been pierced by needles, full of holes. Read the latest chapter of "Step by Step Lotus Claw Book House" for free for the first time.

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