Engraved in Bone

If asked, how does Shen Qingyi feel about Jiang Ziyu, he is afraid he can't answer it, but he is disgusted with the people around him.

Until later, the Buddha said eight pains, one resentment, he thought he was afraid of suffering one.

Mu Yingsheng really disgusted him, holding Jiang Ziyu's eyes intent. He even wondered if that person's face would be shaved, would that person be able to favor himself. In fact, no matter how good he is, he can't keep each other.

Jealousy occupies all his thoughts, he hesitates to repair, changes his life against the sky, passes Mu Yingsheng's life to Jiang Ziyu, and Shengsheng cuts off the unreasonable red line between the two. He deliberately trapped someone in the fire, and sent someone to invite the other side so that person could see how to choose between life and love.

As a result, he was so anxious that he couldn't live.

You can get Jiang Ziyu out with a wave of your hand, and let him see Mu Yingsheng buried in the sea of ​​fire, so that he will be completely disheartened; but when the other party does n’t even want to look at him at all, Shen Qingyi ca n’t say it, and he does n’t know it Envious, still with the greatest evil.

If only the two were dead, he wouldn't let them be in the same tomb.

dream.

Then the man finally willing to look back at himself, kneeling in pride before him with a folded body, tearing his heart apart, as if to dig out his heart and show him sincerity. He was jealous. Shen Qingyi finally realized his original jealousy clearly this time; he told the truth to each other and appreciated the changing expression on Jiang Ziyu's face.

Stifling and trembling despair.

He didn't say that wrong. Longevity is too long and annoying, but he wants to grow old with the other person. To this end, he changed his life against the sky and tried to keep people beside him, even if he knew that the other party would hate himself.

The fire behind him reflected the eyebrows of this man, and asked him why he was so persistent. Shen Qingyi asked himself over and over again. In fact, he didn't know why he was so obsessed. He even pursued this life and exhausted his means.

Maybe it's the jealousy that craves to grow into an inexplicable joy.

No one has taught Shen Qingyi to love, and he never knows what it means to be in love. All he knew was that when he saw Mo Jingyu or Jiang Ziyu, he was so full of heart that he couldn't wait to hold the best of the world to the other side, even if the person dismissed it.

He locks people on Qinglun Mountain and doesn't smell everything; besides what is necessary for the day / partner, he also concentrates on studying the so-called bone carving technique.

On that day, after finally letting him know what Tiandao knew to be an inscription, Qinglun Mountain experienced thunder and thunderstorms, and the wind and rain stormed outside, but the house only heard the sound of rain. When he wanted to use the ban on Jiang Ziyu's body, the other person suddenly called his name.

After a long time, I asked gently, "Is it raining outside?"

Shen Qingyi also didn't know why she stepped down, as if she was afraid of being disturbed at this moment, and even answered, she carefully considered: "Huh."

The other covered his eyes and suddenly laughed.

"that's nice."

He didn't understand the meaning of the other party's "good", but even if he didn't think about it, he could guess that it was related to Mu Yingsheng. After all, this man is never happy or sad because of him. The only one who can stir Jiang Ziyu is the few resentments that should be born.

How pathetic, let the other party remember themselves, but also need help from someone they hate.

Jiang Ziyu's life was not over, but his body gradually weakened, even if he was fed with elixir, he could not cover the green silk gradually whitening. In the laughter of the other party, his heart gradually sank, not so beautiful.

He can turn clouds and rain, and even touch the heavens to study forbidden techniques, but he can't keep only the people he wants most. Also ...

His favorite person.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi really realized that he might really fall in love with Jiang Ziyu, just because he had no reason to yearn for the unreserved love of the other party, and then accumulated little by little over time.

The other side clutched him fiercely, but because he was weak, he didn't feel anything, but the disgust in those eyes hurt his eyes.

"Don't you say you like me! Don't you say you like me!"

The weak shout made him feel distressed. He had not yet reached out and clenched his fists tightly, and didn't even know how to respond to the other party.

He rejoices at this man, so happy.

Shen Qingyi thought for a long time alone, but in the end he made up his mind, held the other's hand, and asked softly, "I let you go."

"You are free." Maybe you should be happy.

"If this is the case, Jiang Ziyu, could you not hate me that much?" As long as you think of you so disgusting me, this heart will be uncomfortable and painful.

He listened to the other party saying "It's too late", and his heart sank. He kissed each other's hand over and over again, feeling the warm touch gradually getting cold, but he still didn't stop his movement, reverent and gentle.

Shen Qingyi buried people in a small courtyard in the palace, and he said he would let the other person go, but he still didn't want to place people elsewhere.

If that person knew, would he be restless and come back to him again?

But Shen Qingyi knew that it was impossible. There was no other living in this palace except him.

Jiang Ziyu was afraid that he could not help looking for that person early after he left, right?

After all, he had his own selfishness. He broke the red line between the other person and that person, and cut off their front line. He even printed a blood mark on Jiang Ziyu's body, begging to wait for the other person's next life. , Find the other person, and then treat Jiang Ziyu with a sincerity.

Only he was left alone in the grand palace.

At this point, I do n’t know where it is from, there is a fairy on the peak of Qing Lun, who is called the bone carving master; the bone carving technique is to change the life against the sky, but the bone carving master does not believe in life.

No one knows that the osteopath who is rumored most loves is standing under the tree in the yard, looking up at the bare branches, and then singing something softly. If someone listens carefully, they will find that it is similar to the Huadan, Muyingsheng faction that was famous in the capital 100 years ago, and the hanging voice is clear and clear.

What does it matter? No matter what, that man only loves Huadan, but doesn't see Tsing Yi.

There was only one person in that lifetime.

One day the magpie flew over the branches and called out, the people under the tree paused, and suddenly they sang again, with an inexplicable joy in the clear and charming tune.

For hundreds of years, he finally waited for the man.

The author has something to say:

Whoooooo, yesterday came to my aunt to break up, right! !! !! "Advocating to blow up my readers to become my boss" double at ten in the evening, alas.