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Zhang Xi held Lin Jin tightly in her arms, and the two of them sat under the tree cuddled together, with the gentle breeze blowing gently, there was a special kind of tranquility and beauty in the troubled times, as if they were outside the world, free from any intrusion.

Lin Jin rested her head on Zhang Xi's shoulder, and reached out to rub her sore arm muscles. Zhang Xi whispered something in her ear, and Lin Jin fell asleep after listening. , dizzy in the head.

But she didn't seem to be asleep. The scene in front of her didn't know whether it was reality or a dream. There was a hut in the depths of a luxuriant peach forest. Outside the door was a snow-covered mountain that was completely out of season. There is a bit of chill, and the peach blossoms lining the ground are extraordinarily red.

A silver-white fur cub ran over from the foot of the mountain. Lin Jin squatted down to hug it, but unexpectedly, it ran in another direction and threw itself into the arms of a slender woman. She has the same attire, the same appearance.

The woman's hand as tender as a green onion stroked the little tiger's head, and the little tiger rubbed against her lap affectionately. Looking at this scene, Lin Jin didn't know why his heart was tired, especially uncomfortable, sore and painful. The little tiger snatched it up and held it in his arms.

The woman smiled and nodded the little tiger's black nose, and asked it: "Where did you go to play? I can't see your shadow so early in the morning."

The little tiger wailed and acted like a baby, its fluffy head arched back and forth, and the woman who was not angry with it was even more amused.

"Speaking of which, I can't always call you Little Tiger. How about giving you a name? Longxi in Guzhou is Zhang, so your surname is Zhang. You don't have to follow me. The single name... is Xi, how about it?"

Hearing the name, Zhang Xi tilted her head and thought for a while, and then slowly stood up and turned into a human form, but instead of the fierce appearance as now, she was a little girl with delicate features, red lips and white teeth, about the same height as Lin Jin, Even shorter.

"Sister Jin, why is your name Xi?" The little girl looked expectant, with a pure and joyful light shining in her amber eyes.

The woman sighed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her expression was unpredictable, "Xi, it means night, I met you at night."

Zhang Xi was already very happy with this explanation, and ran around in the snow, plunging into the trees to pick the peach blossoms that were out of season. .She listened carefully to Zhang Xi's footsteps and laughter, and Lin Jin could feel that every movement and even every moment of her breath was gentle, and she lived for that one person.

Lin Jin wanted to take a step forward, to get closer to them, but when he stepped out, it seemed as if he stepped into an abyss, his whole body was falling rapidly, and everything in front of him was blurred, like falling into a fog, only his ears remained A whisper came from nowhere: Tonight and what night, seeing this beloved, son, son, why is such a beloved...

When Lin Jin woke up again, she found that she was walking in a funeral procession, with the sound of mourning and joy in her ears. Zhang Xi was walking at the front of the procession alone holding the death card. She desperately wanted to call her, but she couldn't. I couldn't make a sound, my throat was stagnant, painful and swollen.

For some reason, An Qiao was standing on the side of the road wearing a Taoist robe, looking at her with vicious eyes, Lin Jin was stared at by him like falling into an ice cave.

The team walked through several streets, several bridges, and finally came to a bamboo forest in the outskirts. In the depths of the bamboo forest, sparse and shallow shadows hit the ground mottled. His tomb is just ahead.

Lin Jin stared blankly at the falling of the nailed coffin, and Zhang Xi knelt beside him silently, with a tombstone in front of him, on which was written the tomb of his late wife Lin Jin.

Lin Jin was at a loss, but no one around her seemed to be able to see her or hear her, no matter how much she cried, she would not be moved.

The grave has already been built, Zhang Xi went to the grave and knelt down, Lin Jin could see that her originally white hands had grown thick calluses, and the innocent expression on her face had disappeared, replaced by solemn sadness and grief.

An Qiao came out from the shadow of the bamboo grove, pointed at Zhang Xi with a sword in his hand, and jokingly said, "Why, once she dies, you don't want to live anymore? Why don't you die under my sword together, and you can still be on the road to hell?" A companion!"

Zhang Xi's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and she stared straight at An Qiao, as if she wanted to cut his heart out. Lin Jin was still wondering why they were so hostile, and the two opposing people had already faced each other with swords.

At the beginning, the two of you came and went, and there was no difference between them, but after a while, Zhang Xi's movements obviously slowed down, not as flexible and light as before, and even a few times, he was almost caught by An Qiao's sword. The front is scratched.

Lin Jin watched anxiously from the sidelines, but deep in her heart she always believed in Zhang Xi, believing that she had the ability to turn dangers into blessings, no matter what kind of danger she was in, she couldn't hurt her, and she didn't even know where it was. Such blind self-confidence.

It's a pity that everyone has weaknesses, Zhang Xi has already been injured, and if the fight continues, he will gradually no longer be An Qiao's opponent.

Lin Jin watched as An Qiao stabbed Zhang Xi's chest, abdomen, every place where she could be fatally hurt, but she was powerless to stop her. She called Zhang Xi's name and wanted to tell her that An Qiao would Attacked from behind, but Zhang Xi couldn't hear her voice. She wanted to run over to block Zhang Xi's fatal sword, but the sword passed through her body as if there was no obstacle, and the sword pierced through her body. Zhangxi.

Zhang Xi fell down softly, bleeding from her chest, all the blood rushed to Lin Jin's brain at that moment, making her almost suffocated, she couldn't breathe at all, she could only watch Zhang Xi's face pale quickly , the hand holding the sword gradually became weak.

Her feet were weak, and she stumbled to Zhang Xi and knelt down, watching her delicate face stained with blood, her lips trembling and bloodshot continuously.

"Zhang Xi..." Lin Jin suddenly felt blurry in front of her eyes. She thought she was going to faint like before, but she didn't expect to raise her hand to touch her face, and she was already wet with big drops of tears.

Lin Jin almost knew that she should have returned to the past time and saw what happened, so she could not participate in or change all this, but she knew that Zhang Xi must not have died, otherwise she would not have died after so long Saw her again.

An Qiao let out a sharp and ear-piercing laugh, piercing and scratching in his heart, arousing fear and disgust.

Lin Jin stood stubbornly in front of Zhang Xi, even though she knew it was useless to do so and could not prevent any harm for her, she would not give up even if there was only a slight chance to relieve Zhang Xi's pain.

An Qiao walked over, like a Shura in hell, cruel and bloodthirsty, he raised his sword and pierced Lin Jin's chest with a sword. I can't feel it until I completely lose consciousness.

So I didn't see Zhang Xi's shocked, painful, and desperate face.

When Lin Jin woke up again, Zhang Xi was sitting next to her, looking at her anxiously and worriedly. Her palms were wet with sweat, and she held Lin Jin's tightly. Lin Jin opened his eyes and looked at her blankly. , has not slowed down.

Those lost memories flooded in like a torrent, and Lin Jin could hardly bear the severe pain. His eyelashes were trembling constantly, and tears slowly seeped out to wet the eyelashes, which was extremely distressing.

Zhang Xi's heart was in a ball, she just went out for a short time, she didn't expect to see Lin Jin lying unconscious under the peach tree when she came back, if she hadn't touched her and was still breathing, she almost thought she was going to experience the pain again The pain of losing a loved one.

Lin Jin seemed to have had a big dream. After waking up from the dream, he was exhausted. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xi but couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Zhang Xi helped her sit up and leaned against her arms, and wiped her face with a wet towel very gently, but Lin Jin suddenly burst out laughing.

Zhang Xi was confused by her smile, and stared blankly at her, not knowing what to say, and finally asked falteringly, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Lin Jin raised his hand to touch her face, and said with a smile, "Why do you..." This sentence was difficult to say, Lin Jin wanted to say something full of heart, but didn't know how to say it, and finally just asked: "What happened to your face? Is it because of An Qiao?"

Zhang Xi asked in surprise, "How do you know?" After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said, and lowered her head to stop looking at Lin Jin.

Lin Jin leaned against her arms and laughed out of breath. Zhang Xi could feel the beating of her heart through her clothes and chest. I have waited so long for this day, and I have nothing to ask for in this life.

Lin Jin poked her hand and said, "I know everything."

Zhang Xi resisted the fluctuations in her heart and the tears in her eyes, and asked her: "What do you think of?"

Lin Jin didn't want to talk about the things that were deeply in his heart. He just said: "I remember everything. You were not such a small one before. How did you grow up like this? I really hate it..."

Zhang Xi lowered his head and sucked her finger, took a bite, and said with a smile, "Don't be disgusted."

Without saying a word, tears already dripped down her cheeks and slipped into Lin Jin's palm.

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