Shura smiles

Just as he was about to go out, he found something wrong with Luo Feng's expression. Luo Feng picked up the empty tea cup and said to the air, "Lian'er, drink tea."

Then there was another beautiful smile, not facing anyone, only looking at the cherry blossoms.

Luo Feng picked up the kettle beside him and poured water into the valley, but obviously not a drop of water came out.

Luo Feng acted as if he hadn't seen it, and continued with the next steps in an orderly manner.

"Father doesn't remember anything except making tea and playing the piano. It has been like this every day for more than half a month. At the beginning, I still have some strength, but in the past few days, my body has become weaker and weaker, and I don't even have the strength to hold a kettle. He used to play the qin, but now every time he played the qin, his fingers couldn’t move and trembled unceasingly, at first he would lose his temper and throw the Chunlei qin away, but later he found that he couldn’t even hold the qin, and instead became quiet.”

Bao'er's eyes were a little swollen, as if she had just cried.The white horse lay resting on the ice behind him.

"How is his body now?"

When Luo Lian looked at Luo Feng holding the purple clay pot and talking to himself, his heart was cut like a knife.

"Queen Mother, King Father doesn't remember me anymore. That day when I went back to the Ice City with him, he still called me Bao'er. One day he suddenly handed me the Yinggan Sword and asked me to inherit the throne. This Ice City was originally There are tens of thousands of people, including the people of Hundred Ghost Flower Valley, close to a million. But he left them all cruelly."

"It was only later that I found out that his physical condition was changing day by day, and yesterday he suddenly coughed up blood, and I thought..." Bao'er sniffed, tears welling up, "At that time we all thought that he was really going. "

"Mother, he is waiting for you. He has been waiting for you to drink the tea he made. He always said over and over again, 'He has no heart, how can he express his love.' He always calls Lian'er, and he can't remember Clear up others."

Lianer, Lianer... He already only remembered Lianer.

Luo Lian's heart groaned, and she couldn't help crying again, her heart suddenly throbbed, and she was about to suffocate.

In his dream, he asked, "Brother, what were you doing when I fell asleep?"

"What was I doing when Lian'er fell asleep? I thought about it carefully, and there was really nothing to do. It was nothing more than playing the piano for you, making tea, grooming and painting your eyebrows, chatting with you, or just sitting by the bed and watching Waiting for you, waiting for you to wake up."

"That's all?" Luo Lian's voice trembled, and he hugged Luo Feng back in distress.

"Well, that's all." Luo Feng paused, and then said: "Gu is still thinking, is there any way to keep Lian'er awake, so that you can stay with me forever."

****——

Luo Lianchan walked towards him slightly, but her feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and each step was more difficult.

Luo Lian called "Brother" softly, but Luo Feng didn't respond, he still smiled into the air, his eyes were like deep pools, as if he saw some strange scene.

Luo Lian rushed over to hug him, Luo Feng was startled by the sudden hug, his body trembled slightly, and immediately regained his composure, but he didn't look at Luo Lian.

"Brother, look at me! I'm Lian'er!" Luo Lian knelt down on the ground, holding Luo Feng's pale face, and forced him to look at her. Luo Lian's face is now covered with vertical and horizontal tears, new tears and old tears slippery over the cheeks and over the chin.

Luo Feng was forced to look at him, but there was no reaction, as if he was still in another world, his eyes were scattered and he couldn't focus.

Luo Feng really couldn't recognize him.

Both of them were sitting on the ice, one in purple was cold, the other in red was wet with tears.In the huge world of ice and snow, there are only two silhouettes.Luo Lian hugged Luo Feng tightly and wept bitterly. Luo Feng instinctively wanted to push him away, but he was powerless, and his hands fell on Luo Lian but he didn't have the slightest strength.

Instead, Luo Lian hugged him even tighter, hugged his waist, put her head on his shoulder, and shed countless tears on his neck.

"At this point, don't even try to push me away." Luo Lian said in his ear over and over again: "Luo Feng, I love you, no matter how much you push me away, I will still beg for nothing and follow you , don’t think that I will be as stupid as you, if you dare to lie here without waking up, I will definitely not just watch over you, don’t even think about it!!”

"Luo Feng, did you hear that? If you want to drive me away, that's your business, and it has nothing to do with me! If I want to love you, that's my business, don't try to push me away!"

Luo Lian's voice was like a cry, echoing throughout the palace.All the maids and guards outside the hall couldn't help crying. "Brother, please look at me again, please call me again! Please love me again."

Luo Lian hugged him tightly, regardless of whether he would suffocate or not, but hugged him tighter and tighter.

Bao'er watched from the side, and only knew how to cry. The people in front of her were her father, king and queen mother, but they didn't know where they were going.

Suddenly I saw Luo Feng's lips trembling slightly, and the purple clay pot slipped from between his hands.Luo Feng gently raised his right hand, his fingers kept trembling, slowly lifted it up, and then lightly landed on Luo Lian's back, Luo Feng's eyes were still clear and psychic, but there seemed to be ripples, and he opened his mouth slightly, He called out "Lian'er", his breath was extremely weak, and he couldn't say anything else.

Luo Lian suddenly stopped crying, Luo Feng was calling him just now?

Thought it was a hallucination, when Luo Feng stroked his hair gently with his hands, Luo Lian believed it was real.

***——

"Brother, it's me, I'm Lian'er."

"Pity."

"Brother, it's me, I'm here."

"Pity."

"Ah."

"Pity."

……

After repeating this, Luo Feng only called Lian'er blindly, his empty and scattered pupils showed a certain expression, two lines of tears fell, slid across his cheeks, and landed on Luo Lian's silver hair, just for a moment, the raised right hand was empty Falling down, hanging heavily on the ground.

Luo Lian was terrified, and quickly looked at Luo Feng, only to see that the tears were still wet, his eyes were closed, and there was still a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.Luo Lian pressed his forehead against his, hoping that he would open his eyes to look at her, but Luo Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no breath under his nose. =

——Finally die and rest in peace.

"elder brother!!"

"Father!!"

Suddenly, two wailing wailing resounded through the palace, and a horse blew, echoing in the vast ice sky.

Everyone outside the hall sank and knelt on their knees, only sobbing and whimpering could be heard.

Luo Lian cried into tears, her body temperature rose, and with all her efforts, there was a slight sweat on her temples.And Luo Feng's body was limply paralyzed in his arms, gradually becoming cold.

Luo Lian knelt on the ice, holding Luo Feng's body, sobbing and trembling, her cheek pressed against Luo Feng's forehead.

Yunxiu waved her hands casually, and a green jade hairpin fell down, which was the one with the engraved lettering.

Luo Lian took off the gold hairpin from her head, wrapped her hands in a wreath, and pinned the green jade hairpin on her head.

He picked up Luo Feng and walked out of the hall.

"Mother, where are you going?"

Luo Lian didn't turn her head, she just muttered to herself.

"The cherry blossoms are the alliance, the withered grass is the crown, and the rock is the king's promise."

Because of the overnight rush and exhaustion, Luo Lian couldn't exert half of his energy, so he could only walk in the snow with Luo Feng in his arms.The current Luo Feng is too light.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes fell down, passing by the eyes and silver hair.

The white horse followed quietly.

Luo Lian turned slightly, and said to Lightning: "You should know that if you follow me, you can't turn back."

Lightning groaned, as if in response, walked up to the two of them, bent his legs and lay down meekly, motioning for Luo Lian to sit on it.

"Lightning, do you know where I'm going?"

The white horse gently rubbed against Luo Lian, with one blue eye and one black eye.It licked Luo Feng's hanging right hand.Still lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Lightning, if there is an afterlife, Luo Lian will definitely repay you."

Luo Lian carefully put Luo Feng on the horse's back, straddled him again, raised himself up, hugged him tightly, put his hands around his waist, and pulled up the reins.

"Lightning, let's go."

The white horse neighs, the vast snowy area, the horse's hooves step on the wind, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as a gust of wind, flying over the icy lake and grassland, passing through the towering snow forest.In a blink of an eye, it's the end of the day.

Bao'er and Yange have led the crowd to chase, but they can't beat Lightning's footsteps.

There was a flash of silver light, and even the horse and the people rushed down the snow cliff that was hundreds of millions long.

Red clothes are better than blood, and the souls of lovers return to their destiny. Before landing, Luo Lian and Luo Feng will weather into sand.

Yingyan's double swords are full of flowers, and the soul of ice and moon flowers does not know autumn.

Where are the few strands of fragrance buried, and the cherry blossom barrier surrounds the fragrant hill.

Luofengan can blame the ancient trees, but the sky is pitiful to see the lonely boat.

Weak water, pipa and spring thunder Fu, the grass still says why worry.

An ancient painting slipped from Luo Feng's sleeve.

Unrolling the scroll lightly, the back of a woman in red appeared in front of her eyes, her phoenix eyes slanted, a cherry blossom mole above her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking back with a smile, looking forward to the flying sky, she was full of coquettish charm, but without losing her charm. Very naive.

Looking at the woman's shoulder again, a section of the pipa's head flower is exposed, her slim figure is covered by a black hair, the lotus steps of the woman's departure annoyed several red flowers on the branch, the petals danced lightly, and landed on the inscription at the bottom right of the scroll .The inscription said: Luo'an was made in 1560 in the Huadu calendar.