Time: 2011-6-813:38:27 Words: 2351
Phiona sent Nian 'er to his room and watched him fall asleep before leaving. When she went out, she found Luo Xuan standing under the moonlight. That white back was a back that lingered in her dreams. It was a back that she could not grasp no matter how hard she tried. For a moment, she was absent-minded. She reached out her hand, wanting to touch the warmth that was so close to her. Before her fingertips could touch it, she suddenly remembered her promise. She withdrew her hand sadly and waited for him to turn around.
Luo Xuan could feel Phiona's aura behind him. It was getting closer and closer. The familiar plum blossom fragrance was faint but also cool. It was an aura that would make people's hearts ache. Feeling her hesitation and giving up for a moment, the joy in her eyes was gradually replaced by loneliness. Young Feng still refused to accept her.
Seeing Luo Xuan turn around, Phiona actually smiled. Under the moonlight, her smile had a cold and refined charm. She wanted to engrave this clean face in her heart forever. She even had the urge to touch that almost transparent skin, but she always maintained her usual indifferent posture.
"Master, do you want to drink a glass of wine?" Xiao Feng seemed to be asking, but in reality, she was already walking towards the Xuanyin Pavilion. Luo Xuan did not like Xiao Feng drinking. He frowned, but he could not find a single word to reject such an invitation. He even followed behind her. Luo Xuan smiled weakly. Had he finally given in? He didn't dare to blame her, he couldn't bear to reprimand her, because he was afraid to see her indifferent and lonely eyes, and he was afraid that she would be sad alone.
Young Feng, if I can really get drunk and solve a thousand worries, I'm willing to be drunk with you forever.
Buddha said: ten thousand hair fate, all are fate! They met by chance and suddenly looked back. Their lives were destined for the moment their eyes met.
The poem is written in the beautiful moon, and the poem is written in the autumn lotus. I like banyan trees, and the fragrance of books is very fragrant. The fragrant plum is finished, and the love of two places is pulled. Xie's poem is proof, Qu is medium, Ci is fate.
Green bamboos are faintly visible, and red lotuses are tender. Deep in the courtyard, full of gorgeous charm. Hand in hand in front of the flowers, the autumn eyes held each other. Tao shows emotion, emotion shows language, and language shows fate.
But where is our fate? Or was it in that lifetime of pursuit that I accidentally couldn't keep up with your pace, causing me to only be able to wait bitterly until I gave up?
Hehe, he said he would give up, but he would never learn and forget.
Sitting in the pavilion of the peach blossom forest, there was already wine on the table. Two white jade wine glasses were quietly placed on the side, as if they were fated to be together.
After Young Feng invited Luo Xuan to take a seat, she sat down as well. Her slender and jade-like hands picked up the wine jug on the table and poured a cup of wine for each of them. A familiar smell instantly filled the air. Luo Xuan actually liked this wine very much. It was the plum blossom wine brewed by the Phoenix Perch Pavilion. The rich plum fragrance was always mixed with a hint of coldness. He remembered Qingcheng once telling him that drinking too much of this wine would make him sad.
Phiona raised her glass to toast Luo Xuan, who also raised his glass.
She finished the wine in her cup in one breath. The cold breath only hit her heart. The corners of Young Feng's mouth curled up slightly. The familiar feeling seemed to be very comforting. Then, he poured the wine. Young Feng didn't even know how much she had drunk. Luo Xuan was also surprisingly calm and didn't stop him.
His blurry eyes looked at Luo Xuan, who was sitting opposite him. A bitter smile instantly hit this strong and cold woman. She even started to talk to herself.
" When I first established the Perched Phoenix Pavilion, Qianqian had already brewed this plum wine. There were many sleepless nights, with or without Qianqian's company, where I would sit here and drink wine. Cup after cup, I would fall asleep with the smell of alcohol. Even if it hurt, it would only be in my dreams. It was so painful, from inside to outside, to scratch and tear my skin over and over again. When I woke up, I accidentally broke the wine cup when I raised my hand. He would always lose his focus. In the lingering of love and hate, she always wanted to cut off her feelings and not let her heart have the pain of being washed away, but she was so weak that she could not give up the warmth in her dream. I always want to cling to some warm memories and live in the destined lonely future until I find you.
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There are some memories that always move me. I know that everything is in the past, but I still miss the days when you took care of me! Unfortunately, you're not a mortal, and from the moment I poured the Golden Lizard's venom into your medicine, I'm destined to never have the right to love you again. I'll never be able to love you. What a ridiculous cruelty…
I've been thinking, what kind of person is Master? How can he not have love? How could a person not be contaminated by fireworks when walking in the world of mortals? In the midst of some dullness and sadness, he tasted the spiraling smoke of love, and in the thin silk, he searched for the brilliance and brilliance of the mirage. How did his master achieve no love? In the end, he still couldn't guess.
When we met again, it was laughable that I actually fell for her again. I even thought of destruction for this unattainable love. Hehe, who would believe such a Nie Xiaofeng? After a year of meditation, he finally understood that perhaps his master was right. Without love, at least his heart would not ache.
However, without the deep-rooted longing and memories, would love be exhausted? When he looked back, he saw the peach blossoms that were still in full bloom on the branches. That shallow nod and smile shattered the frozen sea of his heart. The feelings that still refused to leave once again rippled in his heart and continued to cling to each other.
After all, you are just a passer-by, passing through my love like a wild goose, leaving only a pool of clear shadow and my long despair. In my heart, I am trapped in the middle of the sea. Let this sour and salty taste infiltrate my withering body and heart. Without love, flowers will still bloom. Look, the peach blossoms in this peach blossom forest, aren't they beautiful and lonely?”
Cold tears rolled down his face. The helplessness and despair in his eyes pierced Luo Xuan's heart.
Gently wiping away her tears, Luo Xuan's eyes were filled with tender love,""Young Feng, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm sorry…"
Pushing Luo Xuan away, Phiona poured herself a glass of wine. The cold liquid gradually calmed her emotions.
" So you see, Master, I'm no longer unable to live without you. So, Master, go. No matter who you love, no matter who you're willing to love, it's enough as long as you don't have anything to do with Little Feng. In this life, my love, my hatred, and the fatigue of longing for me have all been given to you. And now, other than the Phoenix Perching Pavilion, I have nothing. " Even this life has been promised to someone else. So, Master, you should leave. Don't appear in Xiao Feng's world again. That's good. I know that you once had Xiao Feng in your heart. That's enough. Don't ask for more…" As if she was drunk, Xiao Feng's voice gradually lowered. With tears in her eyes, she lay on the table and fell asleep.
As for Luo Xuan, his eyes were already filled with tears. Sixteen years, thousands of nights, is this how you sleep? Young Feng, what did I do to you? Heartache, overwhelming heartache surged over him, making him almost unable to sit upright.
A call from behind pulled him back to reality. She hid her tears and turned around to see Xu Yuan with a complicated expression.
"Brother Luo, Xiao Feng is drunk. I will send her back to her room to rest. You should go rest too.”As he spoke, he wanted to come up and help Young Feng.
Luo Xuan immediately stood up and blocked in front of him."Don't touch her." There was a hint of panic in her slightly choked voice.
Xu Yuan's expression changed rapidly before she calmed down and looked at Luo Xuan. Luo Xuan knew that he couldn't escape anymore.""Ah Yuan, I'm sorry. The person I love is Xiao Feng.”After saying that, he picked up Young Feng and walked towards her room.
Looking at the overlapping figures under the moonlight, Xu Yuan's lips curled into a bitter smile.
How could I not see that you love her? However, Luo Xuan, do you really have the ability to love her?
A gust of wind blew, and the night turned cold again.
Startled the peach blossoms on the trees, in exchange for the rain of flowers
A faint fragrance floated, the moonlight was enchanting
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