Thousands of strands of green silk become entangled, and a dream of red makeup spreads for ten miles
Song Wan broke away from Qing Shui's arms and looked into Qing Shui's hands. A light yellow tassel dropped to the ground. The white suet jade was already cracked and mottled. A trace of bright red blood flowed on the peace bean and smeared into the jade. Song Wan
Wan took the tassel in Qing Shui's hands, her cheeks stained with tears.
"If it weren't for me, the ending might not be like this. It's all my own fault." Song Wan cried and lay in Qing Shui's arms.
Apeng didn't know how to comfort her, and he was afraid that Songwan would do something stupid, so he could only stand aside stupidly.
Songwan stood up, helped Qingshui up, and limped toward the distance. Until they came to the space passage where Qingshui and the others came to the God Realm, Songwan entered the space passage without looking back.
"Brother A Peng, how is Sister Wan? Why don't you follow her?" Lin Ying knew everything and blamed A Peng for not taking good care of Song Wan.
"She didn't want me to follow her. She returned to the human world, most likely to Lancang Xiaozhu. That is our home and the starting point of memories between her and Master." Apeng said.
"I'm worried, I want to go to the human world." Lin Ying seemed to have grown up overnight, no longer making trouble unreasonably, and she also knew how to care about others.
"Well, that's what I'm planning to do," Apeng said.
Songwan took Qingshui's body and didn't know where to go, so she could only return to Lancang Xiaozhu, and returned to her bedroom without disturbing any Yuheng disciples.
"Master, we will live here from now on." Song Wan said with a wry smile on her face.
Song Wan dug a cave under the study of Lancang Xiaozhu. She used ten thousand years of black ice as the base and cold jade as the bed. She kept Qing Shui's body in the ice cave and came to check it every day.
"Mei Wan, what are you doing?" It has been a few days since Apeng came to Lancang Xiaozhu, but Song Wan completely ignored him and was immersed in the world of two people with Qing Shui.
Watching Song Wan's spiritual power dissipate day by day, and her cultivation level has dropped to the realm of a god, Apeng felt sad.
"Master told me to wait for him, and only here can I wait. This is our starting point." Song Wan said, "Brother Apeng, please go back, Lin Ying must still be waiting for you."
"How can I rest assured that you are here alone?" Apeng refused to leave.
"I want to be alone with Master." Song Wan didn't even look back or look at A Peng.
"Okay, I'll go back to the God Realm first. You take care of yourself." Apeng couldn't bear to leave Lin Ying alone in the God Realm. He decided to bring Lin Ying back and take care of Song Wan together.
After Apeng left, Songwan used her remaining power to seal Lancang Xiaozhu. Only Qingshui or someone with a similar spirit could open the seal.
"Master, now, there are only two of us left here. This life has come to an end." Song Wan silently arranged the clothes Qing Shui had worn, placed them in the coffin that had been prepared, and buried her in the coffin.
In the sea of forget-me-not flowers in front of Lancang Villa.
"I remember when I was a child, I wore a blue suit and my master combed my hair in a bun. I wore this forget-me-not flower. Perhaps, from that time on, we were destined to be entangled in fate. I, contrary to moral ethics,
I've fallen in love with you, but I don't know how you feel about me.
Later, in Suli City, you gave me this set of clothes. I gradually grew up and couldn't wear them anymore. So, I went back and asked the boss to make me a suitable one. The boss passed away with longing for his wife. This dress
The clothes have become unique in time. Master must have never seen me wear them. They are very beautiful. I wear them.
Look..." Song Wan changed out of the light blue dress she was wearing, untied the bun on her head, carefully put away the two bunches of forget-me-nots, put on the red dress made of batik fabric, and carefully put on the red dress.
After taking care of her bun, Su Licheng's clothes were put on Songwan, making her look cute and cute, but no one appreciated it.
"Master, am I beautiful? Wan'er remembers that you once said that Wan'er is born with beauty and looks good in anything she wears. Can you open your eyes and take a look at me?" Song Wan sat in front of the tomb in Qingshui, her eyes full of weakness.
and despair.
"The word love is not just lovesickness. I know that you have no afterlife, and I don't know if I have one. I know that you are just comforting me. I also know that my time is running out, and I don't want to go outside."
If anyone disturbs us, let's just stay here quietly, okay? I will grow old with you." Song Wan stroked the tombstone in front of the tomb, which was empty.
Song Wan bit her finger and looked at the blood flowing down her face. She didn't even frown. She took the tombstone and seriously carved the tomb of her late husband Li Qingshui.
Without using divine power or other powers, Song Wan described her own sadness one stroke at a time, portrayed her own deep feelings, and buried the grudges and grudges that had entangled her for two lifetimes with her own hands.
After the tombstone was erected, Songwan felt very tired, so she fell asleep leaning on the tombstone. When she woke up, she felt itchy on her face, and there was a strand of white hair. She didn't know who it was. Songwan raised her head, and the top of her head was boundless.
blue sky.
Following the white hair, Songwan touched the top of her head and smiled bitterly. Songwan didn't pay much attention to it. He was gone and no one would care about her appearance.
Song Wan stood up, only to realize that she could no longer stand up straight. She was still wearing the red batik dress, but she no longer had the vigor as before.
Song Wan put on a piece of coarse linen clothes, which was the clothes that her master wore when she was a child in Lancang Xiaozhu. Now it looks like it is one size too big, but it still looks very appropriate for the time.
Songwan knew that she didn't have many days left, so every day, she would light a lantern next to the tomb.
"What are you doing?" someone asked.
"I'm afraid he can't find his way back. This is to guide him. I hope he can find his way here one day. Jingrong, you have stayed here for so long and watched for so long. Am I stupid?
Song Wan asked.
"No, people who are crazy about love are kind-hearted and will not hurt others for their own selfish desires. These are the most beautiful people in the world." Jing Rong is the disciple who was punished by Qing Shui before. He has never left.
Although Lancang Xiaozhu was confused, he didn't ask Songwan why he knew he was Jingrong.
"Thank you, please go out. I want to be alone with Master for a while." Song Wan came outside the ice cave. The temperature here was no longer what she could bear. Her cultivation level had been exhausted, and even a mortal could
Not as good as anything.
"Master, Wan'er, I see you are here. I wonder if you still remember me and the agreement between us?" Song Wan held a slightly discolored tassel in her old hand, although it could still be seen that it was faded.
Yellow, but already covered with dust.
The cracked and mottled Ping'an beans emitted a soft light and enveloped Songwan. A little red starlight flew up and down around Songwan. Songwan quickly regained her youthful appearance, but without any magical power. This was left by Qingshui.
The role of essence.
Touching her own face, Song Wan showed no expression. She lay down in front of Qing Shui's bed and grabbed Qing Shui's arm. Her delicate jade fingers were trembling a little, "Master, Wan'er is so cold. Maybe we will meet soon."
"
"I know now that this prosperous world is just a dream. But if all this is really a dream, how wonderful it would be. At least, after waking up from the dream, there is still a trace of longing." Song Wan
Gently caressing Qing Shui's cheek.
"I don't know whether I am right or wrong in this life. I have done too many wrong things. I have killed all my close relatives. In fact, it was not you who failed me, but I who failed you." Song Wan smiled bitterly.
He said, "I just hope that if there is a next life, you will never meet me or fall in love with me."
"Ten thousand years ago, you and I were enemies of life and death. Ten thousand years later, you and I meet each other as strangers. Life is really wonderful. Meeting, acquaintance, knowing each other is like a dream. Everything is so unreal and yet so real. It makes me
I couldn't help but want to hold on, but I found myself drifting away. I merged with Tianhun. I discovered the feelings I had always hidden. Cherish, touch, and fear suddenly came to my heart. I know that is love. I gave it to you, and I will never give it to you again.
If I don't come back, I'll give it to you, and I won't be able to tolerate it anymore in my heart
I can't give to others anymore. If I give it to you, I can't give it to anyone else. My whole life, I always thought I owed too much to others, but in the end, I found out that I owed too much to myself. Destiny is really a wonderful thing." Song Wan slowly said.
closed eyes
The tassel in her hand fell to the ground and gradually lost its luster. The moment Songwan closed her eyes, it turned into powder. With a sweet, happy and satisfied smile on her lips, Songwan walked towards the end of her life and left this world without him.
.
Many years later, Apeng did not open the barrier of Lancang Xiaozhu, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid that if he opened it forcefully, the memories stored inside would be damaged.
Apeng and Linying had a daughter, named Qingwan in memory of Qingshui and Songwan.
Three years later, news came from the capital of Shao Kingdom.
"Master, Emperor Shao has come to say that Senior Sister Yao Zheng has woken up and will come to see Master in the near future." said a bearded man in Taoist robes.
"Jingran, is there any news inside?" Apeng asked.
"In reply to Master, my junior brother sent a message and said that he is no longer here. Master expresses his condolences and accepts the change." He actually bowed respectfully and then left.
"Mother, my father often said that my aunt is the most beautiful woman in the world, right?" In the main hall, a chubby little girl looked up at Lin Ying.
"Yes." Linying is now mature and steady.
"Qingwan will be like my aunt when she grows up, and be the most beautiful person in the world." The girl said, not noticing the smile on the corner of her mother's mouth.
No one has ever entered the ice cave. Next to Qingshui's grave, there is a short tomb and an old man guarding the tomb. On the seventh day of every month, there will be two clusters of forget-me-nots in full bloom on the two tombs, blue.
The flowers sway in the wind and their petals flutter, telling the reluctance of the former lover.
Thousands of years later...
"I have been waiting and searching for so many years, but I have never found a similar flower. Have you really all gone?" Apeng stood in front of the barrier of Lancang Xiaozhu and murmured in a low voice.