You never know in the future whether you will fall in love with the person who makes you hate, don't cut or have no intersection in the future, just like I, never know, will fall in love with you.

I have existed since the beginning of heaven and earth. How long that was, I don't remember.

Because it was so long, so long that I had no idea of time.

Every day is very plain, as always, no ups and downs, but also did not make me feel boring, just a little boring.

Until they showed up, more and more strong people, let me feel threatened.

Clearly I know that they can't surpass themselves. Even if they do, they can't affect me, but I'm afraid.

This is probably the child of someone else's family.

The father once told me that I was his perfect child and gave me a heavy responsibility.

However, gradually, his children are springing up, and they are all excellent, so excellent that I have to face them.

I want to be strong, to be strong, to let the father know that I will always be the best.

So I tried my best to improve my ability.

In the meantime, I met two people, both of whom were hurt by me.

Even now, I remember seeing her for the first time.

A red dress, warm as fire, white delicate face, as if the five features of the painter's pen carefully carved products.

The forehead of a red manzhusha Hua is very dazzling, slender willow eyebrows, that pair of black deep eyes, pan charming color.

It's like the most beautiful star in the sky, luring people who want to be beautiful to touch it.

Beautiful lip shape, with the noble and elegant publicity.

She stood there quietly, the slowly flowing Sansheng river became her ornament, and the red flowers swaying behind her became her foil.

Ning eyebrows of her, as if in meditation, with a slight melancholy.

My feet were uncontrollable. I introduced myself to her and said I wanted to marry her.

Now I want to come, it is really that moment of meeting is too beautiful, let me lose God, lost the soul.

Since then, she has been addicted to the paintings she has compiled, unable to leave.

When I knew that she was the flower I wanted to find, and that the relationship between the rosefinch and her was extraordinary, I was angry.

I don't know what I'm angry about, because she refuses me or because she knows her relationship with rosefinch.

Or both, but the latter is heavier.

I forced her to marry me, which was the first wrong thing I did.

Knowing clearly that she didn't like me, she threatened to achieve her goal by threatening to force her, just for the sudden emotion in her heart.

Although I succeeded in the end, she sat next to me, but only once.

When the rosefinch appeared at the ceremony, she was driven into chaos by me, and the rosefinch jumped down.

I stood there for ten years, thinking about the same problem. Why?

Even at that time, I didn't know what her name was. My mood caused a strong vibration, so I could only choose to sleep.

In Miyan, she is the second person I am sorry for. With her help, I can be the cornerstone of the three thousand realms and make good use of the world power to practice well.

As time went by, I thought the two were dead.

But I didn't expect that they not only didn't die, but also loved so deeply.

Thousands of years have passed, just as before.

And I also suddenly at that time, the original plunder and tyranny, just because I had fallen in love with her.

What a ridiculous and natural answer, I think.

Unwilling to support me, I followed all the way down, unable to intervene, but also want to follow.

The result of following is getting deeper and deeper, and finally unable to extricate themselves.

Hearing her cry, subconsciously stopped, just want to make sure that she is safe, completely indifferent to their own situation.

Regret it?

No.

It's just a pity that I didn't get her.

Even if I do it again, I will do the same choice, because I really love.

"Thank you, father, but I think it will hurt my heart to look at them like this all the time."

I look up, has become the nihility of me, staring at the same nihilistic Father God, murmured.

"My child, your fruit has fallen off, but someone has bred it in their own hands."

The kind voice floats into my ear, but only makes me feel heavy and sad.

This is the reason why I don't want to live. Miyan, that silly girl, I just took her away at that time.

As expected, it is the sentence, cause and effect. If there is cause and effect, it is also planted by myself.

Gently blow open the clouds in front of me, look down, there is no entity of me, but feel something hot from the corner of my eyes.

In the barren desert, a woman in a black robe covering her face is walking slowly.In her arms was a flowerpot with a small tree in it.

I can clearly see that there is a thumb size fruit on the tree, shriveled, silent, but also tenacious exudes a little vitality.

Ah.

Is stepping out of the smoke, the body stopped, and then ecstatic.

"God, God, is that you? Is that you? "

She did not hear wrong, that small sigh, is the person in her heart.

But where are you? I can't find you.

It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for you now. I'll wait, no matter how long I wait.

Miyan said in the heart, but did not dare to export, because she was afraid that the emperor would not see her instead.

She doesn't want much, just hope to be with him, that's all.

After waiting for a long time to make sure that the voice will not ring again, he lowered his head, and the crystal tears fell one by one into the flowerpot in his arms.

Too sad, did not notice that the tree inside moved, but the amplitude is very small.

Wipe away tears, Miyan set foot on her journey again.

This life, very long, so long that I can slowly find you, to plant our causal tree.

Figure gradually away gradually, a small cloud, quietly appeared in her head, to help her block the hot sun.

Sometimes living is more painful than death. At such a moment, how can there be such a stupid person?

I have been asking myself in my heart, but no matter what, I can't get the answer.

"Father, although it is more painful for me to live than to die, I am willing to live."

At least I want to accompany her, accompany to the moment she gives up.

She has heartache, but no love, my heart is still that person.

People, you can't make mistakes. That's true.

Because sooner or later, you will return it.

Maybe when the new God of heaven and earth co-existence appears, I will be able to extricate myself, or perhaps, I can't wait for it at all.

But at this moment, I still want to thank that person, thank her for teaching me what is love.

And Miyan, she let me understand that there are many kinds of love.

Can I still be redeemed in the vast sky?

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