The scenes in the wind and snow outside the terrace are all about her being in the world, and he is in all the scenes.
She is Haotian, and the story on earth was calculated in advance. Only he came uninvited and never left again. They were always together regardless of whether there was or not.
She can be completely indifferent to the world, but she cannot be with him.
Sangsang looked at the world in the wind and snow, and his willow leaves became brighter and brighter. Unlimited memories and feelings emerged in his left eye, and infinite disgust and anger emerged in his right eye.
These two completely different emotions are cause and effect on each other.
Ning Que asked her why she paid it back, so how did she pay it back?
"I am ready to forgive your disrespect and give you eternal life." She looked at Ning Que with emotion on her face and said, "But if you don't accept it, you have to sink forever."
The wind and snow outside the cliff suddenly became faster, and the scenes of the world in the wind and snow were torn into countless snowflakes, wrapped in the cold wind and whistled to the terrace, and many snowflakes fell into her eyes.
The temperature in Sangsang's eyes dropped rapidly. Whether it was recalling feelings or hating anger, they were frozen into crystal clear ice cubes, and disappeared without any trace.
Ning Que looked at this scene and felt his heart getting colder and colder, saying, "We have lived and died together, and we will continue to live and die together. I don't want you to leave, and the world doesn't want you to leave either.
I can do a lot of things like I do now.”
“You’re not doing enough.”
Sangsang said, "I have surrendered to you, so you will surrender to me."
Ning Que understood what she said about surrender was the divine will that had been constantly shaking in his sea of consciousness. Submission meant to dissolve the natal connection between the two.
He picked up the bamboo broom in silence and continued to sweep the snow. The wind and snow outside the cliff were so big. He swept the terrace a corner and then snow covered it again, which was just futile.
The wind and snow were endless, just like this war, but Ning Que did not give up. He kept sweeping silently with a bamboo broom, from early morning to dusk, and still sweeping until night.
Sangsang did not leave either. She watched Ning Que keep sweeping the snow, and her standing position has not changed. Xueshuang dyed her eyelashes silver, looking very beautiful.
Late at night, the snow finally stopped. Ning Que continued to wave the bamboo broom and swept all the snow under the cliff. He stopped slowly until the snow on the terrace was not left.
He is just an ordinary person now. He swept the snow all day long and his back was already sore. A simple straightening movement made his brows frown tightly.
"Look, as long as you keep sweeping, you can always sweep it clean, because it is impossible for the snow to keep falling."
He looked at Sangsang and continued, "I am not afraid of falling forever, because I never believe in eternity. As long as you are in the world, you will never win."
Sangsang didn't speak, the terrace under the night was quiet and dark.
Suddenly, a light flashed down, and the terrace of the Temple of Light and the entire Taoshan Mountain became vivid. Although it was still cold, it had a bit more beautiful.
Ning Que looked up at the night sky and saw a gap in the dark snow clouds. The bright moon was passing through it, scattering the moonlight on the earth. He smiled and greeted him.
Sangsang glanced at Mingyue and still didn't say anything.
The night clouds gradually became thinner and thinner. The bright moon became brighter and brighter, and the moonlight that sprinkled into the mountains and fields became more and more abundant, and the whole world was covered with a layer of silver halo.
Especially the vast mountains around the Xiling Temple are extremely beautiful under the moonlight. The snow of the mountains and forests is divided into various shapes, as if it has become something that Ning Que and Sangsang like the most, since it is them.
What I like the most is naturally the most beautiful in their eyes.
Ning Que put the bamboo broom in the corner of the wall, walked to the railing and looked at the mountains under the moonlight, and said, "The moonlight tonight is like a hundred thousand taels of silver, so beautiful." (Note)
Sangsang walked to him and said, "Yes."
What she said was natural, purely casual, without any thought.
Ning Que's hands trembled slightly, and slowly landed on the railing. He was silent for a long time. He turned to look at her eyes and said, "You are Sangsang."
Sangsang in this sentence is his little maid Sangsang, not Haotian named Sangsang.
Sangsang didn't say anything or look at him, but his brows frowned slightly.
Ning Que looked at her and continued, "Even if you don't admit it, you are Sangsang."
Sangsang turned around and walked towards the temple.
Ning Que looked at her back and shouted: "A bet of 100,000 taels of silver moonlight, you are Sangsang!"
A moment later, Sangsang's cold voice sounded from the temple: "Go and get foot wash."
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The days in the Temple of Light were very common and ordinary. In Ning Que's opinion, Sangsang would inevitably be weakened by his own means, but he did not expect that this would be a torture for him.
He wanted her to return to her side, instead of being alone outside of this world, but he could never see a glimmer of hope. She had no change, as if everything was futile, and he was almost unable to hold on until the wind cleared tonight
As the snow scattered, he finally swept the terrace, and the moonlight spread across the world. He heard what Sangsang said.
Haotian will not express his feelings about anything in the world, because she doesn't care about the world, she will sigh at the moon tonight, and it has nothing to do with the Master, but because he said that the moonlight tonight is like a hundred thousand taels of silver, she really cares about it.
It was silver, and the kind of care was so strong that she even forgot that she was Haotian.
If she cares about silver so much, then she is Sangsang.
Ning Que's mood was very complicated and he was a little happy because he finally confirmed that Sangsang was Sangsang, and he was also a little excited because he had seen the hope of victory, but he was still a little anxious because after seeing hope, he would have a strong impulse.
With desire, he wants to put hope into practice.
Because of these complicated moods, he washed Sangsang's feet for a long time tonight, until the warm water in the copper basin became cold, he was still washing constantly.
The water was a little cold, and Sangsang's feet were also a little cold. He kept rubbing it with his hands, but it could not increase the temperature of the water and skin, so his hands became cold.
But Ning Que didn't feel uncomfortable. Because of his mood changes, he felt that Sangsang's feet were very fragrant and soft, and it was very comfortable to rub his hands. He even wanted to keep washing like this.
That's what it means to be unwilling to let go of love.
Ning Que's movements became slower and more delicate. He gently rubbed her soles, her insteps, and her ankles. Sometimes he would scratch her gently twice, and would rub her gently.
The toes like shellfish feel a wonderful touch, and gradually the smell of ambiguousness and lust arise.
The time to wash my feet tonight was a bit long, as if I had to wash it forever. Ning Que's throat became tighter and tighter, and the emotions on Sangsang's face became increasingly indifferent.
She knew what he was thinking at this time, but she was not angry because those were all lowly human physiological reactions and they didn't even have the qualification to make her angry.
With the moonlight, Ning Que looked down at the white lotus feet in the copper basin. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at her silently.
She looked at him silently, without saying a word.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Ning Que's eyes had nothing but desire and desire.
In the deepest part of Sangsang's eyes, apart from the rich disgust, there was a hint of confusion. She found that at this moment, her heaven became a little disordered.
Ning Que stared into her eyes, and said in a slight voice: "I want to **."
The reason why his voice was a little hoarse was because he was nervous and excited.
Sangsang blinked expressionlessly, crushing the deepest confusion in his eyes.
Ning Que's throat had a blood mark, widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and kept going deep into his throat. He had touched the vocal cords and could no longer speak.
Blood dripped from his neck and dripped into the copper basin. The clear water suddenly turned red, and his hands and her feet were soaked in it, as if he was about to pick a white lotus from the blood pool.
Ning Que's eyes were a little red, like a ferocious beast at a certain period of time. He ignored the bloody mouth on his throat and slowly stood up and forced himself to Sangsang.
There was still no emotion on Sangsang's face.
A looming space crack appeared in front of the couch and between her and Ning Que, which represented the boundary of her world. As long as Ning Que continued to move forward, he would die.
Her world does not allow any human beings to enter, even if Ning Que is the special one.
Ning Que saw the boundaries of her world. He could not break her world, so he chose to close his eyes and fall forward. He wanted to use the most basic rules.
The gravity between all things is the rule he borrows. No matter whether he regrets it or not, he can no longer change this fact. Even if he will be in a different position later, he will not change it anymore.
He fell to her.
The crack in space did not fall on his throat, but on his cheeks. There was a very thin bloody mouth on his cheek, which was originally a dimpled.
He fell on her.
He threw her onto the couch.
His blood flowed to her.
He stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly. Since you let go of the world and let me come to you, then don't think about running away from me again.
Ning Que and Sangsang looked at each other, and were so close.
In dreams, such scenes have happened many times. In dreams, they have been intimate countless times, but in the real world, this is the first time.
Ning Que felt that the woman in his arms was very fat, soft, and a little unfamiliar because his Sangsang was very thin, but he was also a little familiar because he had smelled the woman's smell for many years.
His right hand fell instinctively on her towering chest, his fingers were invisible to see Qingyi. He felt that he was lying on a boat, undulating with the waves on the ocean, feeling wonderful.
Sangsang had no expression on his face, his eyes were extremely bright, and he stared at him without saying a word.
Ning Que's desire was very strong, and the most powerful instinct of life began to rage, but there was nowhere to be released.
There was silence in the Temple of Light.
He gently kissed her lips.
In his dream, he once kissed her.
In reality, he wants to kiss her.
Haotian was kissed by a man.
So, the whole world began to tremble.
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(Note: This sentence of moonlight comes from Qidian’s Weibo.
The title of the chapter is Michael Jackson's album. These two chapters are the two most important chapters of the night. They involve divine affairs, so they need to use a god-like name. The first two chapters have been modified again. You don't need to re-read them, just adjust the words and sentences. .
I updated a little later today because I started quitting smoking. I felt all kinds of discomforts. Friends who don’t smoke may not understand it. Recently, my mood must be very bad. I may be prone to irritability during communication. Please understand in advance. When the story of Jiangye is the most important, it seems a bit stupid. It is mainly because I think I will write 200,000 in June, so I simply proceed in advance and try to spend this passage earlier.
Finally, I wish you all good health. Let’s work out together so that you can go against the sky!) (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)