Boundless Sky

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In the past ten years, Cheng Hao's appearance has become old. His sideburns are mixed with some white hair, and his straight figure is also slightly hunched. The whole person looks like he is about to enter his twilight years.

On the contrary, Cai'er, who was twenty-six years old, had a graceful figure, like a fully bloomed rose, so delicate that she could pinch water.

However, in Cheng Hao's eyes, this amazing beauty seemed to be no different from ordinary women.

The relationship between the two is not like a husband and wife at all, but more like partners who cooperate with each other.

Cai'er washes and cooks every day, and keeps the store in order. In her spare time, Cheng Hao will teach her some calligraphy and painting skills. The two get along fairly well, like a teacher or a friend, but only... But they don't look like a couple!

In the past ten years, Cheng Hao's painting skills have reached the level of being close to Taoism. There are not many paintings on his walls, but the characters in each painting scroll are lifelike and almost substantive. It seems that as long as they can inject some vitality, Then they can walk out of the picture scroll and become the most real people.

The more so, the more Cheng Hao believed in his heart that he was an extraordinary person, and this world was not what he really deserved to live in.

He was supposed to be that immortal who soars through the nine heavens!

Whenever Cheng Hao explained the fairy scene in his dream, Cai'er would listen quietly, but her seemingly envious eyes were always filled with a hint of disappointment. She knew that as long as the fairy in Cheng Hao's heart If the obsession is not eliminated, the two will never become a real husband and wife.

Like two parallel lines next to each other, it seems that they are not far apart, but they are so far away that they will never meet!

 …

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

Over the past ten years, Cai'er's parents passed away one after another, and after busying himself with sending Cai'er's parents away one after another, Cheng Hao also grew older.

After all, he was almost sixty years old, and his temples were already covered with white hair. Although his body was still strong, his back was bent even deeper, the wrinkles on his forehead were densely packed, and his eyes were a little cloudy.

But even so, he still has a passion for calligraphy and painting, perhaps because he has experienced many times of birth, old age, sickness and death in a row. In the past ten years, Cheng Hao's paintings have lost a lot of fairy spirit, but they have more breath of life and death. .

That kind of blending of life and death, the feeling of stepping into reincarnation at a glance, is simply weird.

"Just the fairy spirit in the painting can't make me realize that I am a fairy. The biggest difference between a fairy and a mortal is the barrier between life and death. A fairy can live forever, but a mortal has a lifespan limit. If I can break through Can the barrier between life and death become immortal?"

After experiencing the deaths of people around him one by one, Cheng Hao's understanding of life and death has become more profound, and his desire to become a fairy has become more determined!

He wants to become a fairy, live forever, break this false world in his view, and find his true self!

 …

Time is the most irresistible force, like a torrent, drowning everything in the world.

Twenty years passed unknowingly in the mediocrity.

On this day, the eighty-year-old Cheng Hao seemed to have come to the end of his life, lying quietly on the bed, looking at Cai'er, who was holding his hands tightly beside him and whose hair was already full of white hair.

"I'm leaving. I've delayed you in this life!"

Cai'er looked calm, gently stroking Cheng Hao's shriveled palm, without any resentment on her face.

"Everything is my own choice, since I chose you, I don't regret it!" Wiping Cheng Hao's forehead with a wet towel, Cai'er continued: "The fate between our husband and wife is coming to an end here Now, uncle, can you tell Cai'er, who is that person in your heart all these years?"

"Hehe... I have already said this. I don't have anyone in my heart. I just feel that everything in front of me, this whole world, is not real, it is false, like a dream. And you are all characters in a dream!"

"So, you treat us all as characters in a dream, and you don't want to worry about yourself because of a dream, leaving cause and effect, right?"

"Ahem..." Cheng Hao coughed for a while, his face full of pity, "Yeah, I always feel that I shouldn't belong here, the fairy world is the place I should go... ...cough cough..."

"It's just a pity...my understanding of life and death is still not perfect...I have experienced life, but I haven't really experienced death. If I don't really walk between life and death, I will I can't really break through life and death... It's a pity, only half a step away, only half a step away, I can break through the illusion, break through this dreamlike world, and find my true self... ..It's just that I can take this half step, but I can't come back..."

On this day, it snowed heavily. Cheng Hao had never seen this snow in the past decades.

The heavy snow covered almost the entire capital city with a thick layer of white gauze. The eaves and trees were covered with snow as thick as the height of a three- to five-year-old child.

Many houses were collapsed by the sudden heavy snow, and even some beggars and homeless people were frozen to death. Almost every morning, people would find one or two of them huddled together in the corner of the capital. Already stiff corpse.

In this rare heavy snowfall in a century, Cheng Hao, with a touch of unwillingness, slowly closed his eyes beside Cai'er, walking away peacefully!

Cai'er's expression didn't change much. After helping Cheng Hao tidy up her appearance, she walked to the dressing table and carefully dressed herself. Afterwards, she took every picture that Cheng Hao gave her in those years. I found it.

After finishing all this, Cai'er walked to the window, took out the marriage letter between her and Cheng Hao from the dressing box and held it in her arms, then slowly walked to the bed with the scrolls in her arms, and lay down quietly. Beside Cheng Hao.

"What I want to do most in my life is to lie quietly beside you like today. This feeling is really...so warm!"

While talking to herself, Cai'er unfolded the scrolls one by one, spread them on her and Cheng Hao's body, put the marriage letter between them, then gently stamped it in the sleeve robe, and took out A sharp dagger exuding a silver cold light.

Pooh!

The dagger was astonishingly sharp, piercing into her chest without hindrance, and a smear of blood soaked it, like the last withered rose, beautiful and bright!

"Husband, if you have become a fairy, please bring Cai'er with you... If you have become a ghost, Cai'er will accompany you on the road to Huangquan...We are not alone... ..”

That night, under the blizzard and howling wind, Cheng Hao's grocery store collapsed at midnight, and was completely buried in the snowdrift, like the last grave, where two lifetimes were buried with regrets. couple'......