Shura smiles

"Yinglian, don't you hate me?" Luo Feng asked her like this.

When Luo Lian brought Yinglian back to Hundred Ghost Flower Valley, she was still in a coma, probably because Luo Lian didn't dare to meet her, dared not speak a word to her.

When she woke up, Yinglian only looked at the empty palace, which was Luo Feng's residence.

There is no one, which is strange.How could the owner of the Hundred Ghost Flower Valley be left alone? What's even more strange is that Luo Feng didn't seem to be there either.

Before waking up, he had been having nightmares, dreaming that his figure overlapped with Luo Lian's, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

This should be the first time she has felt this way in 18 years.Maybe her existence was originally a mistake. When she realized her own thoughts, she was startled for a moment.Now she is not like Luo Lian back then?

In the past, it was she who was conceited and arrogant - the eldest lady of Yingjian Villa.It was Luo Lian who had low self-esteem and weakness, no, at that time he was still called Ying Lian.

It was as if she and Luo Lian were two existences of one person.One is strong and one is weak, one is conceited and the other is inferior.Now, it is her Yinglian who has low self-esteem. She has been held in the hands of her father and Jian Yan since she was a child. Until today, she feels that she is nothing.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, everything doesn't matter anymore.The general trend of Yingjian Villa is gone, and Jian Yan probably won't return to her side either.Maybe, he really only loves Luo Lian from the beginning to the end.

Now, what else does she have?What has she been fighting for all these years?

She already knew about her background.On the day she married Jian Yan, she saw Luo Feng.

Like a spell, he messed with her thoughts.

Later, when Luo Feng took away Luo Lian's "corpse", she saw him again, no, Luo Feng should have let her see her on purpose.

Therefore, when Luo Lian was buried, Yinglian knew that the one in the coffin was not him, and he would definitely come back alive.

Luo Feng asked her: "If you knew my plan, what would you do?"

When they met for the first time, he told her everything, about her life experience, and the ambition of Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley.

But she has been hesitating, which side should she help?Should he continue to be the eldest lady of Yingjian Villa, or should he go back to Hundred Ghost Flower Valley with him?

She chose to stay because Jian Yan wanted to marry her.

She once asked Luo Feng: "If I go back with you, what about Yinglian?"

"If you go back to Hundred Ghost Flower Valley, I will recognize you as my sister. If you stay here, you are my enemy. As for Ying Lian, I will definitely take him away."

So, she chose to stay.Because Jian Yan will definitely still love her as much as before, Jian Yan doesn't know that Luo Lian's death is suspended animation, so he will accept the reality, and from now on, he belongs to her Yinglian alone.

However, she overestimated herself.Now it seems that she is just a pawn.If she can't go back to the Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley, there is no place for her in this world.

Everyone ran after Luo Lian, and everyone cared about Luo Lian.

So far, she neither hates nor complains.When she saw Luo Lian again, there was only pain in her heart.

What happened to him?My brother, what's the matter with you?His humanity is slowly disappearing.

Moreover, she could feel that he was not happy, not at all.He was smiling while killing, but his eyes were watery.

From childhood to adulthood, she could clearly feel his sadness.

He was in a lot of pain, and Yinglian could feel a fifth of it.When Luo Lian started killing at Yingjian Villa, Ying Lian was already suffocating, so what about Luo Lian himself?

Thinking about it, it was almost dawn, and Yinglian was sitting on the couch by herself, with her hands hugging her knees, curled up into a ball.

This palace is too big, and the wind gently pours in.Not a soul, not a sound.

It's tiring, it's so tiring to live like this.

If only Brother Yan was here, if only—Ying Lian was here.If only I never grew up.

The light was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see the scene in the hall clearly.Yinglian's expression was in a trance, her head went blank suddenly, she didn't think about anything.

She stared at the air, without blinking her eyes for a long time.Unknowingly, tears fell down, ran across the cheeks, and became cold in the wind.

"you're awake?"

Yinglian was startled, looking at the person coming in from behind the door, she didn't know when he came in at all, Luo Feng walked without making a sound.

No, it should be that she was in a daze for too long.

"Well, I'm awake." Although the tears were still wet, she still spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"You—don't hate me?" Luo Feng stood in the shadows, his tone extremely cold.

"Hate?" Yinglian chuckled, "Hate? What's there to hate. It's the same with hate, and it's the same with not hating." Up to now, she just doesn't have any emotions, neither love nor hate.

She just felt that being alone was too lonely.

Luo Feng approached her slowly, the hall was not lit.The moonlight was shining brightly on his cheeks, which were extremely pale and bloodless.During this period of time, he drank too much alcohol and his mood fluctuated greatly. It was difficult for him to suppress the hostility in his heart.

Yinglian could smell the alcohol on his body.

"I want him to bring you back and be my wife." Luo Feng said, and was about to touch her, Yinglian was startled, and hurriedly backed away, a trace of fear flashed across her eyes.

"If you dare to touch me, kill me first!"

Luo Feng was stunned by Yinglian's reaction, he stopped in place, and slowly lowered his outstretched hand.Then he said to himself: "That's right, even if you have the same face, you are not him."

Luo Feng kept saying: "You're not him, haha! It's not him." He walked out of the hall while laughing like a madman.

Yinglian watched him leave slowly, his laughter still echoing in her ears, the purple clothes were pale by the moonlight, until that tall figure completely disappeared in the light and shadow.

Huadu Chronicle Year 2558, in October, Yingjian Villa was completely destroyed.Jian Yan stayed in Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley all day long, never met Luo Feng head-on, and was surrounded by shadows to protect him at all times.

"Brother Yan, the few of us are like being locked in a black box, and we can't see our fingers. We are held by God's will, shaking up and down, unable to distinguish north from south, east from south, and seeing each other again, we all lost our original faces. Now you are no longer you, and I can't go back to the past." Only Luo Lian knew the whole situation, but he could only move forward.

That day in Jialan Temple, Luo Jue awakened most of his memories for him, and he asked, "Lian'er, have you seen your future?"

"Yes, got it."

what is the future?One word - death.

So far, only the word "dead" can be seen.

Nothing happened for a few months.Just drunk, just singing.Jianyan, Luofeng, and Yinglian brothers and sisters are all in the valley, but they have never met each other.I just thought that when I didn't know it, the person in my heart must be living a good life.

When it comes to the Spring Festival, Huagu is still deserted.Fengfenglou is still singing and laughing, and Miss Luo Lian is still graceful.

It was another New Year's Eve, and Jian Yan was so drunk that he only hugged Luo Lian and cried bitterly, talking nonsense.The cold wind was piercing, but Jian Yan's body was hot. He drank too much alcohol and lost his mind.Crying like a child, Jian Yan has always been a gentle big brother, like a tree, holding Yinglian and him in his arms.He always listens to him playing the piano tenderly, always appreciates the tea he makes, never says a harsh word, just pampers him blindly.

He said, Lian Er, one day, I will take you to see the cherry blossoms, starting in February, watching the early cherry blossoms and late cherry blossoms, following the footsteps of flowers blooming, and seeing all the cherry blossoms in Huadu.

He said, if you want to live, if you die selfishly, it will only make me and Lian Er suffer.

He said, why do you torture yourself like this, for the sake of the person you love, you don't hesitate to hurt his pride, it will only make him hate you, and then cry alone, and be scarred all by yourself.

……

But the Jian Yan in front of him, drunk unconscious, just cried on his shoulder, crying with all his strength.Luo Lian felt angina.Every time he cried, the pain got worse.

Jian Yan cried and said, Lian'er, how did we get to where we are today?How did you become another person in a world that I don't know?

He said, how many things do I not know?I am a member of the Hundred Ghosts family, and so are you. I became blue-eyed overnight and had the same cherry blossom mole as you; my Lianer, why did you change your temperament?You used to be so eager to escape from this world, why are you living so hard now?

He said, Lian'er, can you tell me that you can kill all the people in Yingjian Villa cruelly, and will you kill me one day?

It turned out that he already knew everything.Perhaps, he knew it from the beginning.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Jian Yan lay on his shoulder and fell asleep.The two sat in the mottled bamboo forest all night.

There was the sound of the flute hovering in the Valley of Flowers, everyone could hear it clearly.The wind in the mottled bamboo forest is stronger than other places, and the sound of bamboo branches breaking can be heard from time to time, which is unbelievably quiet.The rustling of bamboo leaves echoed the sound of flute.There is no moon tonight, and the flowers are broken.

The sound of the pipa is accompanied by the sound of the flute, the singing of bamboo leaves and the sound of the wind.

No one whispers, the chilling winter, without any life.It's not an enchanting song, the night is frosty, and the pipa strings are a little frozen.

The pipa whispers, the tone is dull.The flute whimpered, as if talking to the pipa.

Pipa, why do you sing sadly?

I was wondering why I had to travel in this world.

Then why insist on chasing and fleeing in the first place?

Because I don't know that love will be so difficult to come by.

Would you like to go back with me?

Leaving this world, I will still be your Ziqing pipa, and live happily ever after

No, there is still one life left, and the wish has not yet come

……

New Years, that's it.