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But that thin as cicada wing shirt, simply can not resist the cold in the wind. The wind grew stronger and stronger, like a rogue, blowing his hair disorderly, blowing his body cold and sinking his heart.

"Why are you called Banyu? You're not stuttering! It's hard to hear half a word. "

"Don't you have a surname? When was it changed to Sikong, it would be better to follow my surname, Han Banyu, hee hee... "

"Well, well, you said you would take care of me for the rest of my life. I remember that."

"The palace is so boring. I want to go out for a walk. Is that all right? "

At that time, Qingming seemed to be the happiest day. It was also the happiest time in his life. Even on the day when he was the king of the dynasty, he did not have such heartfelt joy.

Sikong half language slowly sat down, one hand supported chin, eyes quietly looking at the distance, some confused, some intoxicated, inadvertently, two drops of light clear tears, slowly flow out, cold tears flow out, in the wind blowing, slowly evaporation, will his body originally not much heat, become more chilly.

He reached out and touched the tears on his face, and then he laughed. The voice was very lonely and empty. It seemed like an empty body with nothing to carry. It reverberated in the deep canyon and became a kind of wailing cry of rescuing ghosts in the new standard.

"Tears? Ha ha I didn't expect that I still have such things. Qingming, I'm really more and more useless now. You say that a man has tears. If you say you're gone, I'll never cry. It's just that you're just a passer-by in my life, but I can't get through it when you're gone. "

"Qingming, I really can't make it. What should I do?"

"Qingming I miss you

Sikong Banyu said that his face was already covered with tears, but he did not want to wipe it, because under the blurred eyes, it seemed that the face in front of him could be seen more clearly, which made his lonely heart feel more gratified.

"Click Click... "

Sky a thunder ring, dark clouds slowly convolute up, make up for in the air, like a person angry after the mood, bad in a mess, any gale, can not blow away. It seems as if it has such a person, let its heart quiet and depressed, want to find a way to release, the storm, suddenly.

"Hula..."

The rain is like pouring down on the earth, pressing the strong grass color on the ground, unable to stand up. The roaring thunder roars and cuts through the whole heaven and earth. The flash of lightning is like piercing the darkness of the ink between the heaven and the earth, illuminating the heaven and the earth, and that is just a glance. Perhaps in its view, even a glance is enough to be gratified.

Some people, even a glance, are just a luxury.

On the cold body, the cold and wet rain falls violently. It seems that they want to wash away all the things they shouldn't have. Just like the soil mixed in the stones, along with the rain, reluctantly turns yellow with the water and slowly goes towards the converging stream.

Drips of rain fell on Sikong's half language's hair, as if taking it as their flowing path, spreading to the tip of his hair and falling on his face. His eyes were hazy, and I didn't know whether it was rain or tears.

The sudden torrential rain made the dark world even more violent. The rising fog covered the sky and the earth in a white and gloomy atmosphere, which made it hard to see or let people see it.

Lonely mountain, a figure sitting there quietly, like an eternal stone, motionless, let the wind and rain, overflow a lonely world. There The sky and the sky are dim and dim, and the rain basin is dim.

Even the original color of the sky, from day to night, has been completely hidden. The more the rain falls, the more dark the sky falls. It has a kind of momentum that vanishes the heaven and earth in the dark, and will cover the human world in a hazy manner. A touch of the setting sun destined for heaven and earth has been stillborn.

Night, as long as waiting for tens of thousands of years, came as promised, shrouded in darkness, the pouring rain had already disappeared, only the rustling sound of landing also showed their existence.

Under the dead night, with the cold rain, this piece of heaven and earth, completely shrouded, as if to use this night's time, thoroughly Memorial a cold heart, sealed here, until forever.

"Learn to be lonely, get used to it, and enjoy it. Is this the smell of loneliness? Ha ha Always so sad, but have to enjoy, because only enjoy, can have a touch of rare warmth

Sikong murmured with a smile. The smile was full of bitterness. He seemed to see that Qingming was sitting by his side and watching everything shrouded in the darkness with him. It was just like two people on the stone steps in front of the palace, watching the afterglow of the setting sun on their bodies and becoming the real eternity of that day.

He was immersed in this tender tenderness and didn't want to wake up, even though he knew it was just a dream. But he wanted to be more gentle and extravagant.

"Boom..."A flash of lightning, which cut through the long night, fell nearby, illuminating the lonely figure on the top of the mountain, and flashed away. It is like a man in the dark who does not want to be exposed under the light. The night is his real destination.

The rain is still falling, but Sikong Banyu doesn't care. He only cares about how long the warmth in his heart can last. Perhaps the rain wash, than his heart derived from the warmth more powerful, more intense, slowly washed away, let his originally cold heart, again return to a more thorough ice cellar.

Qingming It's gone.

For a moment, Sikong Banyu looked up at the sky as if he had stripped off the last piece of linen covering his body. His cold eyes in the night were extremely eye-catching, just like a fierce beast just waking up. It seemed that he began to challenge the heaven.

"Boom..."

"Click..."

More rain, more thunder. It issued endless warnings as if the majesty of heaven did not allow anyone to provoke.

"I should have died. Did you make me live and compensate me? Or would you be afraid, so I hope to comfort you with it and not want me to go to you? "

"Kaka Boom... "

"You don't understand Do you really think I don't understand? In fact, I knew it for a long time. I will go back soon. This time, you can't escape. "

Between eyes, it seems that the eyes of Sima Kong are half empty again.

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